As you look at the sign, you gulp at what it reads. You look around to see if there's a vent, or a window to climb out of for a quick escape, but none are present. You take another look at the door and sigh deeply. "I hope nobody is in there." you say to yourself. Carefully, you push the door open and look around to see a very large room filled with empty seats and a wrestling type stage in the middle with a pole and several lights shining on it. "Good, nobody is here." you say as you walk in the room and head towards the stage.
Upon further examination, you see the seats have been used recently as if there was an event here by the look of spilled popcorn, soda, empty candy boxes and wrappers. Suddenly, you hear a noise. You look around, but find nothing out of the ordinary, maybe you imagined it? You head further and head right up to the stage when you hear the noise again. "W-Who's there?!" you yell out, but no response. In fear, you climb up onto the stage for better vantage. You hear the noise again and back up blindly onto the stage. Again, the noise starts up again, but longer this time. Your body tenses up, waiting to see whoever is making the noise show up. The noise gets louder, closer, echoing as it progressively gets more audible. You close your eyes and grit your teeth and raise your arms in a defensive position. The noise stops.
You open your eyes, and nobody is around. A quick look around the chairs and you don't see anybody. "Phew." you exhale and try to ease yourself, that is until you felt something brush up against the back of your neck. Instantly, you turn around to see a a.... a..... anthro lioness??? She was sliding down the pole, causing the ruckus. She gently steps off the pole and approaches you. "Holy sh-" she puts one of her hands up to your mouth and silences you, "Shhh." she tells you. "Hey there little fella, the name's Gabrielle, but you can call me Gabby." she says to you with a wink. You blush bright red and freeze in place. She was rather tall, at least two heads taller than you were. Her face was beautiful with bright orange hair, gorgeous blue eyes, luscious red lips.
You examine her body, she worse a violet leotard that held up her breasts. Her breasts looked at least DD Cup, and her body curve was fantastically toned. Her hips seemed to surpass her shoulder width and her thighs look like they could crush watermelons with ease, and speaking of watermelons, her buttocks was massive and just about hide the back part of her leotard. You started to sweat from the anxiety, such a beautiful lady you thought, but what does she want!? "I think we should play a little game." Gabby says seductively. She grabs a hold of you...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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