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CASSANDRA'S CURSE

Prologue

It was the usual scene that Cassandra stepped into when she came to work that evening; being a Rottweiler and imposing at the best of times she liked being a bouncer at the strip club... but she didn't like her colleagues or her boss. Once again she'd walked into the changing room, forced to share it with the male dogs that shared her job title and found herself interrupting one of the guys at it with one of the strippers. It was not uncommon to see one of the idiots's hammering themselves into the wide gash of one of the well-used bitches.

It was just procedure for them... like a protection payment and the boss was just as bad himself for pounding the panting prancers!

But for Cassandra today was not going to be a good day, as she pulled off her large loose shirt and grabbed her neat white shirt, she'd found her companions had pulled a prank. Trying to pull the buttons of her vivid chest within her rather sturdy bra, Cassandra realised that the fit was snug and gave an angry growl. She wanted to go to the idiotic husky that was busy getting one of the mongrel girls to clean up his shaft... but it was not Jordan's fault. Sure the guy was a terror for how many girls he shagged in the cloakroom, but he was usually the most respectful of Cassandra. With another growl she pulled her shirt off and gave a low sigh of upset and embarrassment as she unhooked her bra.

As the hooks came away and her heaving mounds slid down to be more manageable, Cassandra put her bra in her locker and stared down at her breasts in hatred. She always felt subconscious when she saw them, if only because her nipples were a lot larger then any other girl's at the club, just like her boobs in general. But like this she could pull the shirt over and squash them down to get it to fit better. As she did so, Cassandra noted how manly she must look to some of the other kinds of dogs that came here... even when to the big breeds like her own, she was actually very feminine!

When she'd dressed herself and prepped for guarding the door, Jordan had finished up with the little mongrel girl and was already heading toward the shower as she scampered toward the dressing room. Though naked with his large pink mass hanging limp and awkward, he noted Cassandra and was quick to grab a towel and leap to her side. He knew that Cassandra didn't usually care about seeing anything naked, but the big grey and white wolf-like animal with his odd-coloured eyes was at least a little respectful. But his face was concerned and he patted Cassandra's shoulder.

"Cassie... I keep hearing rumours that the boss has been planning to get rid of you! He's been saying that we're loosing face because we've got a girl bouncer. You know I don't care, you're a lot tougher in dealing with the jerks then I am... but I'm worried. Promise me you'll keep in touch if something happens... right?" Jordan stated in upset as he looked at Cassie with his ridiculous puppy eyes. Cassandra was startled, sure she thought Jordan was an okay guy and the closest thing to a friend she had at this place (apart from the bar tender Dirk), so she nodded and patted his shoulder.

But this was not good at all!

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After a long night of keeping the idiots out and the girls' safe... which included getting a few knives off some cocky terrier idiots that were already drunk, Cassandra was exhausted. She was just getting back into the cloakroom to change into her everyday and head home when the boss, Hugo, called her to his office. Cassandra couldn't stand the greasy little pug; he was a trouble-maker in with the wrong crowd and always trying to get his hands up the skirt of every bitch that shook her tail into his cruddy joint.

Cassandra wondered over what Jordan had said, perhaps he was right and she was going to loose her job. It would piss her off greatly but what could she do about it? Everyone told her that this part of town was more for the boys and that she couldn't do one of their jobs. But there were no other jobs in this place...

"Good to see you've turned up Cassandra... and... uh..." Hugo's eyes were training on the shirt where her nipples were probing at the cold air. She stood proud and refused to sit, folding her arms over her chest to protect herself from his boggle eyes. When he realised the view was blocked, his black ears flicked back and he gave a gentle snort of annoyance. He rubbed his squashed in nose and gave a sniffling sound before producing a horrid toothy grin and letting his tongue slip past his dark lips. "But I'm afraid to say that we've got some newer and beefier brutes joining the ranks. There's not the room for a girl amongst the bouncers... but you can prove yourself as a dancer here and now... and I'll give you that job and double the pay of the girls now."

Cassandra gave a snarl of anger, her ears pressing back against her head, her black lips pursed and her tan muzzle twisting into a vicious looking growl. Suddenly she lurched forward and Hugo was finally aware of his damn sized compared to hers... he was miniscule compared to this giantess. But Cassandra did not advance on her aggression; she knew too well that her strength would probably lead to her throttling the little runt! But she turned on her heel and stomped off in her heavy boots - she was not coming back to this place again.

But where the hell could she go to work now? She headed straight home and hoped to get there in time to lie with her love before he had to get up and go out to work for the day....

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_A quite straightforward series this one with short quick chapters to convey each point... basically Cassandra is a female Rottweiler who's just lost her job in a very crappy part of town. But hopefully they'll be a silver lining to it... _