Upon arriving at the Kumandra, Richie and Kayla were surprised, and quite impressed at the facade; constructed to resemble an ancient Japanese castle, the intricate gold patterns on the jade green columns gave off an the real glow from the pulsating rainbow lights bleeding through the frosted windows. But what really caught their attention was the muffled, pulsating bass from, within, along with the screams and hollers of several men and women.

Turning to Kayla.

"Stay near the exit in case we need to get out fast," Richie said.

"You got it," Kayla said as she winked at him.

And as the two entered through the front door he saw the main floor of the strip club and brothel. It was like something out of Moonlight Howl except the all the performers were something else altogether. Something out of legend itself…

Water Dragons.

The stunning reptiles were truly a sight to behold, the vast ensemble a pallet of vibrant colors, from green, to gold, to violet. And their stature was elegant and imposing, the tallest male having a good three feet over Richie. And upon closer inspection, Richie and Kayla could see that while these stunning dragons were quite skinny, their physique was quite impressive.

The females, though not quite muscular, were very easy on the eyes. Wet slits either being eaten by each other or several hungry patrons, and large breasts, ranging from c-cup to double d-cup being sucked on, motorboated or tit fucked by the horny audience.

As for the males, there was definite hint of muscle. Not quite beefcake, but the faint lines of abs and pectorals were there. And the way these majestic males twirled around their poles definitely left little to the imagination. But, what truly caught the couple's attention was the fact that the males were sporting pretty impressive meat. In fact, looking ahead at what he could only assume was the main stage, Richie could see another male, emerald-green in color, squatting before the crowd, exposing a hard foot-and-a-half long dick, which was currently being worshiped by a couple of lucky volunteers from the crowd, a young couple that Richie felt looked out of place…a male gorilla and a female lynx.

"Got to give Shendu credit," Richie whispered to Kayla.

"He has good taste in finding the right people," Richie said, but upon looking away from the main area, he spotted two dogs at the bar in the lounge area just to the left of the entrance, other water dragons in skimpy thongs serving drinks our offering their bodies. But Richie didn't care about that, as he eyes remained fixated on the dogs he would have never suspected of being seen in a place like this.

They were his parents.

His dad, Charlie Barkin, who was a regular, and the other, his mom Sasha. And from what Richie could see, she was a bartender here. But one thing Richie noticed, she wasn't wearing a top underneath her vest as she was showing off her cleavage and breasts. But what really caught Richie off guard was that his parents, who divorced when he was a pup, were smiling and laughing together. But for the two older dogs, it was no mystery why. Unknown to Richie, in recent years Charlie and Sasha began to reconcile their relationship as Charlie helped Sasha with her financial troubles as he became a successful casino entrepreneur and got remarried.

Damn, I got to admit that my mom looks hot even after five years I haven't spoken to her. I wonder how she and my stepmom would get along? Richie thought to himself.

Shaking the lewd, and frankly inappropriate thought from his mind, Richie continued his way, unaware that his subtle attempts at laying low were not subtle enough to escape the eyes of the dogs he was trying to avoid, both sending each other a knowing nod as they soon shifted their attention to the vixen Richie had arrived with.

As for Kayla, the vixen thought that the best use of her time was to trying to blend. Waving to a passing male dragon, his thong doing little to hide the huge package within, Kayla ordered a White Water Ricky, which the server acknowledged with a sultry smile and wink. But the moment he walked away, the lights suddenly went out, the pulsating music stopping as well, plunging the entire room into darkness.

But luckily, the blackout did not last for long, as a vibrant blue spotlight shown on the main stage, revealing the green dragon that had been having his fun with the gorilla and lynx.

"YEAH PENGU!" a tiger yelled from the crowd.

"Glad to see you're all enjoying yourselves," Pengu called in a low, sexy voice, the dragon adding to the excitement of the crowd by stroking his still hard cock. The action alone caused a chorus of cheers and catcalls to come from the crowd.

"But," Pengu interrupted with a chuckle, "we all know the real reason you're all hear."

Another loud chorus of cheers rang from the crowd, especially when the stage behind Pengu seemed to open, a large lift below lifting up a large tank filled with hundreds of gallons of, the tank itself resembling a massive fishbowl. But one thing Kayla noticed was that the bowl had a pole in the center. And any confusion she had soon turned to aw and wonder as Pengu, with loud and mighty voice proclaimed…

"SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, MY SISTER SYLVIA…"

A dramatic pause.

"OR AS YOU ALL KNOW HER…THE GREAT AND MIGHTY SISU DATU!"

And the moment those words left Pengu's mouth, a trap door at the bottom of the tank opened, and out shot a blue missile of elegance and beauty, a female water dragon shooting for the top of the tank, her momentum succeeding in throwing her up past the rim of the tank, only to do a double back flip before diving back in. And the moment the blue blur slowed to sexy pace, Kayla could not look away.

"Wow," she gasped as she laid eyes on the beautiful water dragon in the tank, her fur a light blue, though it seemed to glow, partly thanks to the bio-luminescent algae and river slime she used to treat her fur. But, within a matter of seconds, Kayla found herself enjoying more of the dragons show, which involved swimming in a majestic underwater dance, her large double-d tits defying gravity in their underwater environment, and her long legs randomly opening to reveal a tantalizing pussy, which often was grided against the pole in the tank. And given the fact that several males and females in the club where openly pleasuring themselves or receiving pleasure form each other or the water dragons, that Kayla realized Sisu was the main attraction of Kumandra.

Kayla was so in awe that she failed to notice two dogs approaching her.

Richie made his way to the stairs that lead to private office that overlooked the main stage and club, the shepherd occasional stopping to watch the spectacle that was Sisu Datu. But the moment he reached the top of the stairs, he was stopped by one of the bouncers, a burly gorilla wearing a fine pressed suit and aviators.

"Hold it bub, no entry," the primate said as he placed his large hand on Richie's chest, "Lord Shendu is in the middle of a private meeting, and he don't like to be disturbed."

Undeterred, Richie cleared his throat, making an exaggerated effort to fix his tie before fixing the GORILLA with a bored expression, but hard glare.

"My name is Deacon Frost," he said, giving his voice a gravelly texture and a light British accent that Nick said couldn't hurt, "I'm a weapons dealer and I happened to be invited by your boss."

Reaching into his inner breast pocket, Richie fished out the stolen invitation.

"We shall see about that, Mr. Frost. Wait here," the bouncer said as he knocked on the door to Shendu's office.

"WHAT IS IT, MARIO?!" a booming voice roared from the other side of the door.

"Sorry, sir, but a Mr. Deacon Frost is here to talk to you. Says he was invited."

And with a split second, Shendu's tone shifted from aggressive to what Richie knew Dax would describe as "Nice as Pie."

"Oh yes, send him in. I've been expecting him."

"Right Boss," Mario responded before opening the door and stepping aside.

"Please, Mr. Frost," the bouncer sighed as he gestured for Richie to enter.

"Thank you, my good man," Richie said with a smug smirk as he passed the gorilla, who closed the door behind him. But the moment he stepped inside Shendu's office, which really appeared more of a private lounge, complete with a bar and curved, white leather couches surrounding a pole in the center of the room, Richie was surprised to find Shendu getting a happy ending massage from a pair of beautiful, busty canines; a stunning poodle, who Richie immediately recognized as Georgette Foxworth, a disgraced former model, massaging Shendu's back, and a sexy brown-furred saluki, one Rita Dodger, stroking his huge two-foot dick with the entire front of her body as her leaking pussy was grinded against his heavy balls, her sizable d-cup tits not even meeting as she wrapped them around the thick member, adding the heavenly titjob to her grinding.

"Yes, my darlings. That's the way I like it. Keep it going," Shendu moaned from both the stroking and massage, the ten-foot, muscular dragon only being pulled form his pleasure by light cough from Richie.

"I trust that you're Deacon Frost?" Shendu asked with his eyes glowing, a sultry smile on his lips as he saw that Richie was trying, and failing, to hide a deep blush that was bleeding through his fur.

"Yes sir, Shendu," Richie said, steeling himself enough to finally look at the hung dragon.

"Tell me, are you here to talk business, or are you here for the ladies?" Shendu asked, letting out a low moan as Rita wrapped her lips around the tip of his monstrous head, swirling her tongue around the meat missile, lathering it with saliva.

"Well, I'm here to talk about your weapons business and your connections to the remaining survivors of the Lords of Prey…specifically one Cal Swinton. Known as Gears to some."

Shendu only smiled, taking along drag from a nearby hookah as he returned his attention to the lovely ladies tending to him.

"We can talk about business later. Right now, I just want to enjoy this little side gig. In the meantime, enjoy the show," Shendu moaned as he leaned back, giving Georgette of thankful reward of filling her mouth with his long serpentine tongue, a low moan, mixed with a gag escaping her throat as the long appendage slithered into her throat for a good twenty seconds, his large hand reaching back to massage one of her tits before he turned to give Rita the same tongue-filled attention.

"Oh, Shendu, you are such a good lover," Georgette moaned as she rubbed her gravity-defying double d tits against the back of his head, her statement prompting Rita to pull out of the hot make out session.

"You can be good and bad at the same time, you naughty, fiery dragon," Rita moaned.

"What can I say, my darlings?" Shendu said.

"I just love a good dog pussy."

With that, Shendu immediately assaulted Rita's breasts with his mouth while his other clawed hand played with Georgette's breasts, the poodle having moved around to join Rita in worshipping her reptilian lover. The poodle moaned under Shendu's touch as she played with Rita's pussy with her right hand while Rita did the same thing to Georgette's pussy.

"Oh, Georgette, don't be such a tease. Please lick my pussy," Rita moaned.

"As you wish, Rita," Georgette said. With that Georgette lowered herself to Rita's mound and pushed her tongue into Rita's vagina the saluki soon screaming her lungs out as she was getting pleasure from both Shendu's breast worshiping and Georgette's tongue.

"Oh, God! I can't hold it in much longer! I'M CUMMING!"

"That's it, baby, let it out," Shendu said as he noticed Richie was getting a very noticeable bulge in his pants from the show.

"Don't worry, Mr. Frost," the dragon laugher, "there's plenty of horny men and women in my establishment who will attend to your needs."

Rita and Georgette then pressed their breasts around Shendu's dick as they gave him a double titty fuck as they moved their breasts up and down around Shendu's dick.

"That's it, girls. Worship me and my dick like you really meant it," Shendu said.

"Yes, Lord Shendu," Rita said.

"We live to fulfill all your desires, master," Georgette moaned.

They began to move their breasts faster on the shaft of Shendu's dick, the two females eventually kissing and pushing their tongues into each other's mouths as they felt Shendu's dick pulsate against their chests and stomachs. Suddenly, Shendu started to feel a familiar feeling in his balls as he is close to climax.

"Rita and Georgette, I'm gonna cum!" Shendu cried.

"Let it out, big boy," Rita said as she winked.

"Spray us with your cum like the sluts we are," Georgette moaned.

Shendu let out a load moan as he fired his enormous load on Rita and Georgette. Some of the cum landed in their hair, face, eyes, and breasts, with a sizable amount being caught in their mouths, the two moaning at the familiar salty taste. The dragon sighed and gave each girl a kiss.

"Go get cleaned up, ladies. I must talk to Mr. Frost," Shendu said.

"Yes, Shendu," Georgette said as she and Rita left to go clean themselves, which Shendu knew all too well involved a mutual tongue bath. Abd once the girls had left the two males alone, Shendu rose to his feet, a sultry smile on his face as he made his way over to his contact, who now found himself unable to look away from the dragon's huge package, as Shendu decided to stay nude as he took note of Richie.

"So, you are an arms dealer, Mr. Frost?" Shendu asked.

"Um, that is correct," Richie nervously said, the shepherd finding it harder and harder to control his thoughts and urges, specifically the voice in his head that told him to drop to his knees and clean the huge, half-flaccid dragon dick. And it certainly didn't help when Shendu used a finger to lift Richie's gaze to his, the shepherd's fur standing on end when he felt the dragon's hot breath on his face as low moan rumbled from his throat.

"Well then, who do you work for?"

Despite being able to compose himself due in part to his attention being taken away from the massive cock, Richie found his lust quickly being replaced by anxiety as he stared into the Dragon's mesmerizing, but sinister yellow eyes.

They were almost hypnotic.

"A well-known businessman who works for the Maxwell Corporation."

Shendu quirked and intrigued eyebrow at this.

"Who is this man? What's his name."

Despite his lust and anxiety, Richie found his old cocky self-coming out a teasing smirk as he playfully moved away from Shendu, the dragon shuttering when he felt the dog's fluffy tail tickle the underside of his shaft.

"Have you ever heard 'don't look a gift horse in the mouth?'"

At this moment, Shendu was intrigued, not just by this playful shepherd, but by the prospect of…

"An anonymous gift giver. Interesting."

"Indeed," Richie said as he set the briefcase down on the bar, opening to reveal several stacks of 100 dollar bills amounting to $100 million. And sitting on top were weapon schematics showing the design of a new weapon Richie knew would grab the dragon's fancy.

And then came the message.

"The $100 million is the down payment. These schematics are the upfront offers that I have that are called synths. They are lifelike robots capable of mimicking sentient behavior. So lifelike that you can't tell that they are robots."

Needless to say, Shendu was impressed, if the low chuckle was any indication.

"I like what you are selling here, Mr. Frost…Come with me," Shendu said as he put on a robe, gesturing to a door near the back of the office, the passage leading to a large spiral staircase that Richie surmised went at least five stories below the ground. And as Richie was escorted down the stairs, he began to bick up the sound of voices near the bottom. And the moment they reached the end of the staircase, Richie found that the stairs deposited them in the middle of a massive, underground weapons laboratory and warehouse. And all around, Richie could tell that there were some Lords of Prey amongst the numerous scientists and technicians working on the weapons for something big that was obviously going to go down. But one individual he noticed caused his mind to real in surprise.

"I thought Simba Haynes had been arrested."

Shendu merely laughed as they kept walking past the recently disgraced lion, standing by his delivery of weapons and night howlers that Kitty Softpaws had discovered in Jasper.

"It's amazing what money can do. Besides, I still have much use for him."

Richie sent one more look over his shoulder towards the lion entrepreneur, the large feline briefly meeting his gaze, prompting Richie to immediately look away, and Simba to merely shrug his shoulders as he accepted his payment for the delivery…which had been smuggled in below the church Richie had only just visited.

"Gears," Shendu called to the pig as they reached his workstation, "I have someone I want you to meet,"

Gears, upon being called, wiped his oil covered hands against his lab smock as he immediately made his way to his employer, removing the goggles that were shielding his eyes.

"Yes sir," Gears said as he immediately took note of Richie, the two sending each other suspicious stares as Shendu spoke.

"Gears, meet Deacon Frost, he's an arms dealer who wants to help our cause."

"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Frost," Gears said in a slow, judgmental way, caustiously offering his hadn to Richie.

"Likewise, to you, Gears," Richie said as he accepted the handshake, though wincing slightly as he felt the bone crushing grip of the porcine tech. But at that moment, he didn't care, for he was right where he needed to be, for little did Gears and Shendu know that Richie had a spy camera recording everything.

Gears led Richie and Shendu to an open room with a giant supercomputer in the center.

"I would like to present to you two my latest achievement. My prototype A.I. This is SHODAN," Gears said.

"SHODAN?" Richie asked.

"Sentient Hyper-Optimized Data Access Network, SHODAN," Gears explained, only making Richie role his eyes.

"Mind enlightening me on what it does?" he said in bored manner, earning a less-than-amused scowl form Gears.

"Now, Deacon, he can't tell you all our secrets now, can he?" Shendu immediately butted, looking to avoid a tiff between his top scientist and this new donor. Though this did not deter Richie who proceeded to make his way over to a very attractive white-tailed doe.

"Well then, I'll have to sweet talk one of your assistants to tell me what SHODAN does," Richie said as he flirted with the the female assistant.

"Well, you can try," Shendu laughed, only to release a sigh immedtiately after.

"Let's just say that SHODAN does certain projects that are under my control."

"Fair enough," Richie said.

"Oh, and by the way, I heard that some of your followers got into a little tiff up in Jasper. Mind if I ask where your ever loyal Jade Tusk is? I would certainly love to discuss her findings with you."

"All in good time," Shendu responded, his smile falling into a suspicious scowl of his own, a clear sigh to Richie that he better start dialing back on the questions.

"For the time being," the dragon continued, "she's at a meeting with Jimmy Crystal under my isnrtuction. Apparently, they have some legal matters to discuss about an upcoming trail. After that, Jimmy Crystal will play an important part in my plans," Shendu said.

"What kind of plans?" Richie asked, attempting to tread water a bit more lightly than he had been.

"Let's just say that I have a friend that needs to be rescued in Los Angeles as they are going to be transported to San Quieten, and who's labyrinthian mind I need to contribute to our cause. And another, who let's just say, has served his purpose for my endeavors in Jasper."

At that moment, Richie noticed Toro coming up behind them, the bull immedtaely giving his report to Shendu.

"Lord Shendu, we received the schedule and routes of where the prison transfer will take place. We already setup traps to get the package," Toro said.

"Excellent, Torro," Shendu said as he turned to Richie.

"In the meantime, I suggest you get some rest, Mr. Deacon… you will most assuredly need it. And give my regards to your employer."

"Of course, Lord Shendu. It's been a pleasure," Richie said with a small bow before making his way towards the stairs, releasing a loud breath once he was certain he was out of earshot. Unfortunately, Shendu had kept his eye on the black shepherd the whole time.

"Keep an on that one," Shendu said to Torro, the bull giving a firm nod as he quietly followed Richie, leaving Shendu to discuss further plans Gears.

Meanwhile in Los Angeles, two armed MI6 agents were loading a prison bus set to depart from the state penitentiary.

"I trust you and your team will get Red and Marmalade to San Quienten prison on schedule," the warden, a finely dressed dachshund said to the lead agent, a Kevlar protected English Whippet.

"No problem, sir. MI6 are ready this time," the dog said as he saluted the warden as he returned the salute. The guard then got into the lead truck to keep an eye on its two occupants, the disgraced Professor Marmalade, the crazed guinea pig silently sulking in his seat, and a demonic looking mountain lion, a muzzle over his demented smirk as his rusty orange fur seemed to give off an unholy Scarlett glow, which only seemed to be accentuated more by his bright orange prison jumpsuit.

This was Red Hellcat, a satanic cult who was guilty of kidnapping, raping and sacrificing helpless young men and women for his unholy rituals…and sentenced to death himself.

The very sight of the feline made the whippet sick to his stomach.

"Let's move out," he growled, the convoy shortly on their way to San Quienten. And for the first thirty minutes of the transfer, everything seemed to be going first rate. But once they were well outside of city limits, the whippet noticed something was…off.

Years of working in the field with criminals made him take notice at how calm Marmalade and Red were on the way to the prison, especially when they both started sprouting crazed smiles on their faces.

"I wouldn't be smiling if I had your futures," he said with a frown to the two inmates.

"Ah, the future is full of surprises, my friend," Red laughed as the convoy came to a sudden stop, nearly throwing the guard off his feet. But the moment he was able to steady himself, the guard immediately knew something's wrong as he got up to the intercom and spoke to the driver.

"Deputy, what's going on?" he asked.

Outside the bus, the two motorcycle policemen who had been escorting then bus got off their bikes to see a water deer, a doe to be specific, her jeans and shirt ripped as she lies on the road appearing unconscious, though the single headlights from the motorcycles did not allow the motor mammals a good look to see if she had any injuries.

"I'm not sure," the deputy, a grizzled grizzly said as his fellow officer checked on the water deer.

"Call for an ambulance!" his colleague, a moose called, only to find an unexpected, and deadly surprise waiting for him the moment he looked away from the fallen mammal. Suddenly, the water deer pulled a katar, opened her eyes and slashed the throat of the unsuspecting moose, his short scream and subsequent gurgling of his own blood pulling the deputies attention back to the seen before him, his eyes wide as he immediately drew his side arm.

"Officer down! Officers dow-ACK!" the deputy's voice sounded over the head guard's walkie, the sudden yelp before his voice cut out causing the now panicking whippet to turn just in time to see Red laughing his demonic laugh.

"No, WAIT, ACK!"

BANG!

"FREEZE!"

BANG!

The whippet whipped around, his eyes wide as he saw that in the span of ten seconds since the Deputy-s warning came, the driver of the bus had been shot in the chest through the side door, and his partner drowning in his own blood as he had been shot through the throat. And standing in the middle of the carnage was a beautiful, busty, but till very bloodthirsty… Huifang.

"Yeah, you should have called that ambulance," Huifang said to the whippet, who quickly went for his gun, only to let out a pained gasp as he felt the steel blade of the katar punching through his kevlar and into his chest, the dog coughing up blood almost immediately. And as Huifang walked towards him, the whippet's fear rose as he saw the doe hungrily lick her lips.

"But not for me," she finished before shooting her tongue into the startled canine's mouth, the male trying and failing to scream through the blood pooling in his throat and Huifang's tongue. But, in what a disturbed Marmalade and smiling Red could only assume was mercy, the whippet's struggles stopped…

With a violent twist of Huifang's katar, the whippet's life came to an end.

"It's about time you got here," Red laughed as he and Marmalade rose form their seats, the duo making their way towards the exit. But, before Red could even get past Huifang, he, and to a greater extent the professor, received quite a shock when the doe delivered a powerful roundhouse kick to the cult leaders stomach, flooring him in an instant.

"Professor, step outside, I'll be there in a moment," she said in sickeningly sweet voice, the tone greatly unnerving the already shocked professor, who did not need to be told twice as he ran out of the bus, nearly tripping over the carcasses of the whippet and his colleague. And once he was gone, Huifang turned to sneer at the groaning and aging cat.

"I was told to get the professor…not you!" Huifang growled, the doe letting twisted smile form on her lips as she watched the devilish cat try to keep himself from losing his lunch.

"YOU BITCH!" Red bellowed as he pulled himself up into one of the many empty seats, the cat putting as much venom into the insult as spit flew through the metal muzzle on his face.

"DON'T YOU KNOW WHAT I'VE DONE FOR HIM! I TOLD HIM ABOUT THE FOUNTAIN IN JASPER! I TOLD HIM WHERE TO FIND IT!"

But much to his frustration, and growing fear, Huifang responded with a small grin.

"That's true, Hot Stuff," she said as she pressed the tip of her blade to his neck, relishing the look of fear in Red's eyes, especially when she started pressing the blade slowing in, only stopping when it just started to break skin.

"And to show his gratitude, Lord Shendu wanted to give you the opportunity to meet the Big Downstairs…in person."

And the moment she raised her katar…Red saw his life flash before his eyes.

"NOOOO-URK!"

Outside, Marmalade flinched as he heard Red's scream fall short, and nearly vomit as a splatter of blood painted the window from the inside. And when all was said and done, Huifang, licking her fingers, stepped out of the bus, and walked a sultry walk up to Marmalade.

"Come on Professor," she said as she began to walk into the nearby woods.

"Our ride awaits."

And in the distance, Marmalade could hear the tell-tale whirl of a helicopter's blades.

Meanwhile, back at Kumandra…

Richie had just left Shendu's office, his heart beating a mile a minute, not so much from, not much from the meeting he just had, but from the unmistakable feeling that he was being followed. And at that moment he knew that the only thing that mattered was finding Kayla and getting the hell out. But, just as he passed by some private booths, concealed only by thick velvet curtains, Richie almost let out a yelp of surprise as a hand reached out from one of the booths, with another clamping over his muzzle, removing him form view just as Torro exited the office. And while Richie was prepared to defend himself, he immediately stayed his hand as he noticed the hands that grabbed him were his parents…who were not alone.

"Mom, Dad, what's the big idea?" Richie asked as Kayla immediately ran to him, the vixen looking over her boyfriend to make sure he wasn't hurt.

"Sorry son," Charlie said as he peaked past the curtain, his eyes landing on Torro as the bull began to give orders to the other bouncers who immediately began to fan out.

"But securities gotten pretty tight all of a sudden."

"You need to tell us why you're here, and why you were talking to Shendu. You owe us that much," Sasha immediately butted in, the setter glaring daggers at her son as she spoke.

"I don't owe you anything," Richie barked back as he tried to hold back his tears and failed. This off course did not go unnoticed by Sasha, who felt her heart break as she watched Richie's resolve fail.

"Richie, it's been 5 years since we last talked," she pleaded, stepping up to her son.

"You need to stop shutting us out. We can talk about this together…as a family," Sasha said. Upon seeing that Richie wasn't budging, Sasha took a deep breath, walking up to her son who stared at the carpeted floor, his gaze only to be brought up the tender hands of his mother cupping his cheeks.

"Listen sweetie," she said as she directed his attention a sheepish Kayla.

"Your girlfriend, your wonderful, beautiful girlfriend told us about what you had said to her. And I want you to know that what happened between me and Rex wasn't you're fault. And I'm sorry and Charlie is too that we didn't know you had these feelings. But never doubt that the best thing that ever came out between your father and I within our relationship was you."

"At this point, Richie couldn't hold back any more as the dam broke. Big, wet, salty tears cascaded down his cheeks, smearing the black cover that concealed his natural fur, his knees going weak as his mother and girlfriend helped settle him to the floor.

And for the first time in years, Richie, like a little pup, cried in his mother's arms, all while his father and girlfriend looked on sadly.

"That was the best thing that came out of it," Sasha sobbed with her son.

"You are also an amazing, brave, and handsome young man who has yet to reach his full potential along with your friends. And I want you to know Richie, you were never at fault…and I have been and always will be proud of you."

"We both are son, and we love you so much," Charlie said as he knelt by his wife and son, pulling them into a big family embrace that Richie hadn't had in such a long time.

"I love you too, Mom and Dad. God knows I do," Richie wept as the three dogs poured everything in that hug. That is until Kayla spoke up in an urgent whisper from the curtain.

"Richie," she called, beckoning the shepherd over, Richie doing so, albeit on shaky legs, "there's a clear shot to the door. Torro just went back in the office, and the bouncers are looking around the main stage."

But before they could enact their plan, Richie immediately turned back to his parents.

"Look, I can't tell you why I was speaking with Shendu…but when this is all over, we'll take a vacation, just the three of us, like we used."

"Sounds like a plan son," Charlie said as he enveloped his boy in one last hug, the younger Barkin then turning to his mother, who placed a tender kiss on his cheek before offering a teasing smile.

"And I must say, I like your girlfriend," Sasha began. Richie could only smile.

"I thought you might…come on Kayla. I'll call you guys when it's all over."

"Just, be safe, son," Sasha said.

"I will, Mom. I'll come back to you and Dad, I promise," Richie said as he hugged her.

"Take care Rich…we love you," Charlie said.

"I love you guys too," Richie said as he and Kayla disappeared into the main lounge, leaving Charlie and Sahsa alone.

"He's grown so much," Charlie whispered.

"In more ways than one," Sasha agreed, the proud parents waiting a few more minutes to go back out until they were certain Richie and Kayla had gotten away.

Meanwhile, after a good two hours of enjoying themselves, partying until closing time, Buster Moon and his group returned to the theater exhausted.

"I'm gonna take Porsha to bed," Cherry said as she was practically dragging barely conscious Porsha to her room, "night Aunt Suki, night Mr. Moon."

"Good night, Cherry," Buster whispered.

"Sweet Dreams, Honey," Suki added. And the moment the door to Porsha's room closed, Buster and Suki looked at each other, both unsure of how to move forward from the experience they just had. For several minutes they just sat in silence…that is until Suki spoke.

"I had fun tonight."

"Me too," Buster replied with a sift smile, which was returned by Suki. And as Buster looked into Suki's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a certain kinship with the saluki, almost as if everything they had been through together in the pats few months had strengthened something they didn't know was there before. It was at that moment that Buster worked up the courage to do something he had wanted to do for some time.

"Suki," he began hesitantly, "I was thinking, maybe the next outing we have…it could just be the two of us…alone…without Porsha and Cherry…."

"I would LOVE to go a date with you, Buster Moon," Suki interrupted, her eyes, which at first had widened in shock at what the koala sitting beside her on the couch was proposing, softened, a tender smile forming on her muzzle, only for a more mischievous one to from as she suddenly lunged her head forward. And before Buster knew it, Suki had captured his lips in a long, tender kiss, a low moan escaping her throat as soon as first contact was made. At first shocked by this sudden turn of events, Buster slowly melted into the kiss, only for his shock to return a bit when he felt something rubbing at his lips and teeth.

Now, Buster was no stranger to this sort of romance, but he was still a little timid as he felt things were moving a bit too quickly. Suki on the other hand, noticing Buster's reluctance to yield to her tongue, revealed to him that she was never one to shy away from underhanded tactics…Literally.

Noticing the saluki putting a bit more force behind her kiss, Buster soon found himself leaning against the armrest of his side of the couch, Suki seeming to be attempting to cover his shorter body with her own. And while Buster slowly found himself giving into her advances, his teeth remained clenched. And it was only then that Suki decided to enact her plan.

In an instant, Buster lost his fight against the saluki, her tongue invading his mouth only because a loud gasp from the koala…courtesy of his maleness being groped over his pants. And like any male, Buster found himself surrendering completely in a matter of seconds. Some much so that Suki that Buster's hand had moved behind her neck in a futile attempt to keep her there.

In a split second, Suki stood from the coach, making her way toward the loaned bedroom she would be sleeping in. And, as she walked, Suki decided to put a little more sway in her hips to tease the koala, his aggravated expression at being teased like that giving way to pure lust and admiration Suki, without a word, pulled down the top of her breasts, revealing to Buster that shew as not wearing bra as her tits bounced free, the saluki sending one last seductive smile before retiring for the night, leaving said koala alone with his thoughts…and raging hardon And the only thought on his mind as he slumped down on the couch, a dumb smile on his face as he unzipped his pants…

Moon…you lucky son of a gun.

The following morning, Richie awoke in his and Kayla's hotel room, the shepherd popping a few stiff bones before looking at his vixen lover with a smile. Unfortunately, his silent admiration as cut short by his phone; Richie just received a text from Wolf…a text that puzzled him.

Mason: Turn on the news.

Intrigued, Richie reached for the remote on nightstand, pointing it at the T.V.

And the moment he switched to the local news channel, his jaw dropped and his eyes went wide in disbelief.

PROFESSOR MARMALADE FREED AND RED HELLCAT MURDERED IN DEADLY PRISON BREAK!