"Try everything," Gazelle sang, finishing her hit song.
The crown erupted in applause. Some flashed their cellphones, trying to get her to sing it, yet again.
"Thank you, and good night!" She headed off the back of the stage, closely followed by her backup dancers. There were a few fans, whom she signed autographs for.
Eventually, she got to her room, where she sat down. "What a crowd?! Three encores for that song alone!" She started to undo her shoes.
"Can you blame them?" one of the tigers asked, coming over, to help her out.
"I guess not, Jethro," Gazelle said, finally getting the one shoe off. "Still, my hooves are all but killing me."
"I guess we'll have to fix that for you," Jethro said, as he started to massage the gazelle's leg. "Sam, you get the other leg."
A second tiger came over, and started to undo Gazelle's other shoe, carefully massaging her.
"Anything else?" Jethro asked.
Gazelle smiled. "My shoulders could use Timothy's gentle touch."
The third tiger chuckled, came over, and began to work on Gazelle's shoulders.
"What about me?" the fourth tiger asked.
"Albert, a glass of white wine would be nice," said Gazelle.
"As you wish," Albert said, heading towards the fridge.
Gazelle looked at her co-stars. "I'm glad you stuck around during the whole scare."
Jethro chuckled. "We're just glad that you didn't get rid of us."
"What kind of friend would I be if I did that?" Gazelle asked.
"Not one I'd want," said Sam.
"Same here," said Timothy.
"Likewise," Albert said, coming back with a glass of wine.
Gazelle smiled. "I'm glad to know. I mean, we've been friends for years."
"The only issue I've ever had while working with you are those stupid tabloids that people publish about us," said Jethro.
"Those are annoying," Gazelle said, taking a sip. She then stood up, and walked over to a padded table, getting on it. "Now, Albert, the lower back. It's not easy swaying these hips around."
"Yes Gazelle."
Gazelle soon felt the tigers' hands upon her, once more. "You've all got good hands, and they make it possible for me to work."
"What about us?" Jethro asked.
Gazelle grinned. "You and Sam first, and then, after I rest for a bit, Timothy and Albert."
"Do you think that you can handle two of us at the same time?" Albert asked.
"I've had plenty of practice with my toys," said Gazelle. "One in the front, and one in the back, and we've have plenty of practice doing it Wild Style."
"We just don't want to hurt you," said Sam.
"We are pretty big, and heavy," said Timothy.
Gazelle chuckled. "Make sure to use plenty of lubricant then."
"Alright," said Jethro. "Sounds like fun."
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