The
normal dance tracks and synth of Nature Calls’ stage was supplanted
by a sampled fanfare as the lights rose. The crowd cheered as the
first sign of a performer peeked from backstage. A toned equine leg
wrapped in tight, red and gold fabric that clung to and showed off
every curve jutted from the curtains for a moment, before it was
followed by the rest of the horse.
Declan
strutted out from the curtains. In addition to the tights he’d
teased with, he wore a large glossy codpiece obscurin

At
the doorbell, Fang stood up, quashed some of her nervous energy, and
headed to answer the door. The wolf was dressed in a casual sweater a
few tones off from her dark grey fur, and she had her silvery hair in
a loose bun at the nape of her neck. Grasping the doorknob, she
pulled the door open.
On
the stoop was a lighter grey wolf, her cousin Boony. His jeans were
soaked up past the knee, and he looked generally unhappy. His black
hair was matted down, and a lot of his fur on his cheeks and ne

Hunter
peeked around the small, cramped apartment, checking to see if his
roommate was in or not. He found said roommate, Coop (short for
Cooper, not co-operative) sprawled out on his bed. The lanky human
blushed slightly.
The
burlier man was naked, only kept decent by a few drapes of his
bedding, but his toned body was well-exposed and both of his feet
were soles-first pointed at the doorway. Coop shifted a bit in his
sleep, flexing his toes and splaying them, before settling back to
stillness

Eddie
sighed. He couldn’t quite get the bench to rest centered beneath
the bar track. Most guys used the safety system just for squats, but
the tiger did his presses on it as well, just in case. His background
left him a bit of a square in his public life. Minimize risks,
maximize results. He laid down once more, and idly wished the bar in
this rack had a groove marking its center. That’d make it easier.
He carefully placed his hands on the bar and twisted the bar,
disengaging the hook. Now

 "Get off the stage, jackass!" a voice pierced through the music of the club.
 
  The pair of bouncers on duty for the performance floor looked at each other, nodded, and headed in the direction of the voice. Both were dinosaurs, standing well over nine feet tall, wearing nothing but a tight tee indicating them as security and straining jockstraps.
 
  The disturbance came into view easily. A seven foot tall rhino was posing on one of the stage

 Jittery with excitement, Oliver pranced through the door from the public space of the club to the hall connecting the private show rooms. He was a slender fox, maybe 5'4" all told, and had dressed in hip-hugging jeans and a tube top. "VIP room six. It was six, right?"
  His companion for the evening, Easton, was a bit more nervous as he followed, the music of the routines being performed fading as the door closed behind him. The white mustang ran a hand throug