Hot neon lighting caressed her oiled body. Sensual music played with every whirl and twirl her body made. The smell of smoky aphrodisiacs and musky semen replaced the air in the building. The perfect working conditions for a whore in Forever Cubs, like Tails.
She danced on stage, surrounded by alpha males and their subby cubs. She was dressed in a sexy angel's outfit: A fluttery, white microskirt that didn't even cover her white panties. A matching sleeveless shirt—with frills, a heart crest, and a pair of wings—that showed off her thin belly. And a pair of white stilettos and thigh highs to go with it.
Of course, she had removed most of it. She only wore the thigh highs and stilettos. She didn't even wear her beloved chastity cage. As her manager—and substitute owner—said, her clients loved seeing her tiny clitty and smooth balls. Tails was flattered that they got off on her most pathetic part. And although it was embarrassing, she made sure to thrust her hips as much as possible to entertain the alphas.
Alone she danced, watching the clients below abuse her co-whores.
A pair of twin squirrels, a boy and girl duo, dutifully serviced a zebra man's long, hard cock. They took turns on who sucked and who licked, while their rears were fingered by their client's rough, long fingers. Judging by the liquid trailing between their legs, they were given permission to cum.
A cute piggy femboy bounced his plump ass against a wolf man's cock. His own little clitty spewed clear, worthless liquid with each bounce. His body was pink, smooth, and hairless. It was hard to imagine that he was anything but a few months ago. A fat, ugly, virgin loser who underwent many operations to become the beautiful slut that he was today. Of course, he fell into massive debt and now worked here to try and pay it off. Regardless, he seemed very happy being a living cocksleeve.
A young snake girl, who just started working here a week ago, was deep throating a large bear man. She was a shy and reserved girl, and Gods only know what led her to this profession. But despite her demure reservations, her race apparently was skilled at taking large things into their mouths. The people who frequented brothels would say that that was their only worth. Tails wasn't sure when she last saw the lucky girl without a cock in her mouth.
They were Tails' family for the past six months. She's slept with them. Worked with clients with them. Received proper discipline with them. Tails felt more love for these whores then she ever did for her former friends. Sonic who? Right?
Dancing, a kitty femboy in latex carefully walked along the catwalk. He was blindfolded, gagged, and had to balance himself on a pair of high heels, but when he came near Tails, he squatted down and spread his ass cheeks.
A big, long, purple dildo was pushed out of his ass. About three feet long, but as thin as a snake. Soft and very elastic, with a sheen of lube and rectum fluids. Once the kitty femboy was done, he crawled back down the catwalk. Or at least he tried, before a random client, a large rhino man, snatched him up and whisked him away for a night of deep dicking.
Tails knew what her job was. She got on all fours, making sure her ass was facing her audience, and playfully teased the long snake dildo. Licking it. Slapping it on her face. Generally just worshiping a wonderful bitch maker, before sticking it into her own ass.
One inch. Two inches. One inch became one foot. Two inches became two feet. Eventually, all that remained of the toy was a small purple bump in her cute, pink hole. With the toy safely coiled inside her intestines, she continued to dance, rubbing her thin stomach all the while.
Eventually, Tails noticed her clients were getting close with their individual sex slaves, and the mindless, droning music was nearing its end. She needed to end this quickly, with a big bang. It only took her a second to settle on her last move.
Skillfully, she stood on one leg and pulled the other up high. Her flexibility was thanks to her Mistress, Rouge, and all the clients that had used her. She could never thank them enough on how sexy they made her body. But this performance, she thought, was a start.
The music would end in a few seconds. She pushed and pushed. Her rectum squelching all the while, as if it had already fallen in love with the snake dildo inside of her and refused to let it go. But when the song ended, the purple toy was shot right out of her ass in a spray of rectum fluids.
No shit, though, thankfully. Forever Cubs had a strict sanitation policy. All cum dumps had to be thoroughly cleaned, inside and out. Enemas were a regular thing for Tails.
Listless and trembling, Tails got on her knees and observed her clients. The zebra man had filled the sister squirrel with a ludicrous amount of cum. So much that even her puffy squirrel cheeks could not contain it all, and it spewed out of her nostrils. Pulling away, she immediately shared some with her twin brother through a passionate, messy kiss. That, of course, made their client's flaccid cock rise in an instant. He took their collars and led them to a room for a more thorough fucking.
The piggy femboy leaned back, dazed out of his mind, as the wolf man pumped his load into his stomach. His claws dug into the pig slut's thighs, pinning him down as he impregnated his living sex toy with a massive amount of cum. He pulled his magnificent cock out with a satisfying plop, and squeezed the piggy femboy's stomach, and a thick white current flooded out of his asshole. The wolf man practically threw piggy onto his mess and forced him to lap it all up, to which the latter did gratefully. You could almost see his pupils dilate into heart shapes.
Lastly, there was the snake girl. She had passed out. Her eyes blank and full of tears, her throat stuffed and full of cum. The bear man pulled out his thick meat and the snake girl practically threw up his load. He just grumbled, shook his head, and slung the girl over his shoulder. They were going to get themselves a room of their own.
"That's all from our foxiest femboy, Tails, everybody!" the brothel's DJ announced on the speaker. "Wasn't she just wonderful? Now, give a warm welcome to our next girl. She's come from the land down under, but wait a while and she'll be under you, give it up for Sheila!"
A petite kangaroo girl hopped out of the curtains and strided down the catwalk. She was dressed in fake gold jewelry and thin, red veils that barely hid her unmentionables.
Tails took this as her cue to leave the stage, but not before giving the kangaroo girl a kiss. Their hands groped each other shamelessly. This always brought a new crowd of men to come watch.
The two sluts pulled away with a bridge of saliva between them. Tails gave the kangaroo a kiss on the nose and forehead, and she returned it with a smack on the ass. Tails retreated behind the curtains.
There, Tails' night truly began.