Pip was absolutely giddy. Somehow the dishelveled looking chicken-cat had managed to snag a VIP slot at their favorite club, [i]Le Salon Du Loup[/i], after a radio raffle. The club hosted some of their favorite local bands for live music, as well as having more [i]erotic[/i] displays and entertainment. Pip was more interested in the music part. They were a bit too easily flustered for the latter. Trying to keep their little wings from flapping in excitement, they approached the bouncer with their shiny new VIP badge. The bouncer, a tired looking old badger guy, glanced over it and said "Yer in. You been to the VIP section before?"
"N-no sir," Pip stammered. 
"Left staircase, room at the end of the hall. You won that giveaway?"
"Yessir."
"Hmph," the badger grunted. "You be careful up in the VIP lounge. Some of those dickheads aren't exactly friendly." Pip nodded, thanked the badger for the warning, and continued inside.

Pip was in complete awe and couldn't help but let their wings twitch and flap as their eyes wandered the club floor. An EDM artist they'd never heard before was playing. They found themselves absently dancing their way up to the bar, feathers and fur shaking from the bass.
"VIP?" the bartender called out over the noise.
"Yeah, radio station raffle-"
"Two free drinks," the wolf bartender gruffly barked back. "What to start ya?"
"Uhh," Pip faltered. They hadn't been 21 for that long, only a few months at that point.
"Here," said the bartender. "Lemme make you the special." Pip leaned against the bar, searching the room through fluff-covered eyes. Most of the club-goers were much better dressed than Pip, who was wearing an oversized hoodie and cargo shorts, but Pip didn't feel out of place. The music was Pip's main attraction, and the loud bass-thudding EDM was perfect. They just smiled and wiggled to the music until their drink came up. It was a pale yellow cocktail.
"What is it?"
"Rat Piss," the wolf bartender said with a laugh. "Pineapple juice, lemon, some other shit. It's strong but you'll like it." Pip took a swig of the concoction, and it was [i]really[/i] good. It was like a spiked lemonade but way better.
"Thanks man!" Pip chirped over the music.
"No worries," he said. "Remember to check out the lounge."

Pip hopped up the stairs to a roped off lounge entry. Because it was so far from the main stage, the music had faded to the background. Pip was still drinking the weird cocktail from the bar when a new bouncer walked up to the rope. This guy was also a wolf - but unlike the slender & friendly white wolf at the bar, this guy was a hefty gray wolf with dull gold eyes. 
"VIP?" he asked. Pip lifted the badge. He looked it over for several seconds.
"From that radio contest-"
"Yeah, I know," the wolf grunted. "Whatever. Guess they'll let anyone in." He moved the rope to the side, and Pip entered the lounge.

The VIP lounge was a dimly lit room with a minibar, row of seating, a giant flatscreen, and a pole. A pretty ermine girl was working the pole, surrounded by several VIPs that finally made Pip feel a little self-concious about their clothing choice. It was a [i]little[/i] surprising that they were playing straight-up porn on the bigscreen, the audio from that blending with the music from the stage on the speakers in the lounge. Pip kept their head down and sat at the minibar to finish his drink from downstairs. Their attempt to go unnoticed was not successful.
"What's this fleabag doing up here?" Asked a Doberman lady wearing a tight black dress and expensive bag.
"I won the-"
"Oh my [i]God[/i]," she said. "They let you in like that?"
"Calm down, Jen," one of the guys called out. "It's only for a night." The Doberman growled in annoyance, but left Pip alone after that. Pip ended up getting their other free drink from the minibar. This time it was just a rum and coke with lime. As Pip began to feel their inhibition fading a bit, they went to sit on the couch in front of the bigscreen and pole. A new dancer had replaced the ermine, this time it was definitely [i]exotic[/i] - a sphynx cat lady with at least a hundred tattoos. Pip found themselves just watching, captivated and a little too drunk to notice who was coming in or out of the lounge. Eventually, Pip noticed the presence of someone who decided to sit directly next to them.

"That's Sasha," said the man who had suddenly appeared. He was a Great Dane with gray spotted fur wearing a leather jacket and holding a cigar aloft.
"Th-the dancer?" Pip asked.
"Yup," said the dog, "and I'm Bentley. You must be the radio winner."
"Is it really that obvious?" Pip said with a laugh before clearing their throat. "I'm Pip." Bentley chuckled as Sasha turned away from them to dance for a couple who walked in. Wordlessly, Bentley got Pip's attention with a slight wave, then moved his paw down - until it was clear what he was drawing attention to. Pip blushed furiously.
"Holy shit, dude."
"It gets bigger."
"Th-that's," Pip stammered. "Why are you. Why."
"I like meeting new people," he said with a drooly smile. Pip stammered and stuttered trying to reply, and Bentley laughed.
"Hey, it's cool," Bentley said, tail wagging lazily against the leather couch. "You're chicken."
"You did not just-"
"Am I wrong? Too scared to give it a try? You're blushing so hard you're red, dude."
"I mean you could probably kill me with that thing," Pip hissed, trying their best to keep their voice down. The couple on the other couch were happily making out and feeling each other up like it was no big deal, and Pip was feeling [i]way[/i] too flustered and worked up.
"Just meet me in the VIP restroom and suck it then," Bentley offered. "Won't even have to take the knot." To drive the point home, the Great Dane placed a paw on Pip's thigh and squeezed. Pip unintentionally let out a little moan and quickly covered their mouth. Bentley stood and made his way to the restroom, casting a gaze back to Pip before closing the door behind him. Pip took a few deep breaths. There were a lot of options here. Pip could just leave, or go back downstairs, or just watch Sasha, or...

Pip gently knocked on the VIP restroom door before walking in. The door swung shut behind them, and Bentley glanced up as he finished shaking a few drops of piss off his cock. It was huge. Like, forearm thickness huge around his knot. Pip slowly exhaled and Bentley smirked. 
"Lock the door," he demanded simply.
"Yessir."

Pip slid to their knees as Bentley approached. The dog ruffled Pip's messy white hair and softly spoke.
"You more of a 'good boy' or 'good girl' type, Pip?" he asked.
"Eh-either," Pip stammered. Bentley nodded, then placed his hands on either side of the wall above Pip, his huge cock and large dangling balls now filling the feline's vision.
"Kiss it," he said. Pip obeyed, leaning in and gently kissing the tip of his cock. It twitched, and Pip found themselves drooling like an idiot as they stared at it. 
"Well?" Bentley asked. "Go for it, dude." Pip happily leaned forward and wrapped their lips around the dog's massive cock. 
"Good boy," Bentley praised, slowly pushing his hips forward. Pip's hand almost instantly went between their thighs. Pip couldn't help but touch themself as the canine's shaft slid into Pip's mouth. Pip pulled their pants down enough to slip fingers inside themself. The tip of his cock prodded the back of Pip's throat before sliding past that, and Bentley groaned as it did.
"Gooood kitty," he growled. Pip was breathing hard through their nostrils, trying their best not to gag on it but also incredibly turned on to feel their throat being stretched. Their hand between their legs moved faster and their hips started to grind against their hand. [i]Fuck[/i], Pip thought. [i]I might actually cum just from having dick in my throat, that's wild...[/i]

Pip was getting frustratingly close when suddenly, with a low growl, Bentley pulled his hips back and his cock slid out of Pip's throat. Dripping and flexing against Pip's cheek, he licked his lips - drool flinging from his jowels as he did.
"Stand up," he said. "I wanna put it in you for real." Pip normally would have argued for their own health, but couldn't help it at this point. They stood shakily, placing their hands on Bentley's shoulders to keep their knees from shaking too hard to stand. Bentley reached down and fished through his pockets until he pulled out a condom wrapper. Tearing it, he quickly rolled the condom over his throbbing cock until it was pulled down over his knot. It looked stretched thin, but Pip was too turned on to care at that point.

Bentley manhandled Pip, shoving them around so Pip's hands were against the wall. Bentley grabbed Pip's waist and his cock flexed, tip prodding about in Pip's fluff between their legs. Pip reached down and helped guide him inside. The tip of his cock finally slipped inside. The pair both shuddered and moaned.
"Sh-shit," Pip hissed. "You're-"
"Big," he grunted, letting his cock slowly slide its way in, stretching the kitty out as he did. "Yeah, I know. And you're tight as [i]fuck[/i], dude." Pip tried to say something, but could only moan helplessly as Bentley slowly moved his hips. Pip could barely stand. They were shaking like a leaf at that point, panting and making little moans and whimpers. Their wings twitched and flapped out. Soon, after only a minute or two, Pip's knees buckled. Bentley grabbed them to keep them from falling, but then slowly slid them both to the ground - before grabbing a fistfull of Pip's hair and forcing the feline on all fours.
"There we go," he grunted. He grabbed Pip's wings and used them as handlebars as he started fucking Pip more roughly, his thick shaft gaping open the cat's hole. 
"Sh-shit," Pip moaned out, shuddering. "Too rough. [i]Too rough man[/i]-"
"Shhh," Bentley groaned, now grabbing the cat's hips as he went harder and faster. "You're taking it good. Just relax." Pip shoved their head against the smooth tile floor, panting and loudly whimpering and moaning as Bentley bred them. The canine's large swinging balls smacked loudly against Pip with every thrust. If anyone was standing near the door, it would've been immediately obvious what was happening in there.

"T-too much," Pip whimpered. Precum dripped audibly onto the tile floor. Pip's brain felt totally empty, even as they tried to beg for Bentley to slow down. It didn't take long for their voice to change from begging and whimpering to loud, desperate moans.
"That's it," Bentley growled. "Good boy. You know you like it."
"Mmrf," Pip purred between desperate panting. "M-more."
"More?" Bentley laughed. "That's what I fucking thought." Bentley gripped Pip's thighs, roughly spreading the feline and then pulling them back. It took Pip a second to realize what he was doing. Pip lifted their leg out to give him more room - as his knot throbbed against Pip's raw and sensitive hole. 
"Yeah?" Bentley growled.
"Knot me," Pip desperately whined. "I'm gonna cum, please-"

Bentley complied. The dog's thick knot first stretched, then slid into the cat's slit. Both Pip and Bentley cried out - Pip with a sharp squeaky scream, and Bentley with a loud growling grunt. Pip's orgasm ripped through their body, every inch of them suddenly trembling and dripping sweat as they could only manage to make primal little moans. They shuddered desperately, hips weakly humping against the dog's knot. Bentley, drooling so much it was staining Pip's hoodie and fur, groaned. His cock flexed powerfully a final time before he came. With a deep grunt, his dangling balls tightned against him and cum began to fill the tight little cat hanging off his cock. As he saw the cat's stomach visibly sway and expand with his cum, he grinned slowly.
"Oops," he growled, running his hand over Pip's thighs. "Looks like the condom broke." Pip responded with a cute moan. Excess cum dripped onto the floor and Pip couldn't do anything other than pant and moan - every movement caused them to feel the outline of Bentley's cock inside them. The pair stayed like this for a long time on the bathroom floor as Bentley made sure to drain every last drop of cum inside the kitty. At some point Pip moved a bit too much and ended up only cumming against, shoving and humping desperately against Bentley's knot while Bentley only chuckled at their desperate moans and movements. 

Finally, after what felt like a half hour, there was a loud [i]pop[/i] as Bentley's knot finally slipped out of Pip.
"[i]Ohmygodholyshit[/i]" was the first thing out of Pip's mouth as it slipped out, cum splashing onto the floor. Pip was totally gaped open at this point, and rather than immediately get cleaned up, Bentley admired his handiwork and gently kissed and licked Pip's stretched hole. Pip looked over their shoulder and saw the shredded condom in bits and strands around Bentley's still-twitching cock. Pip also saw their tummy, swinging visibly from the amount of cum Bentley had pumped into it.
"L-listen," Pip finally muttered. He stopped making out with Pip's hole long enough to perk his ears up. 
"Can you uh. Do you have Plan B on you? Can you-"
"Nah," said Bentley with a grin. "But I'll leave you my number for when you need child support. I'll send you cash for the pregnancy shit too."
"...For real?"
"Yeah. And hit me up when you need me to give you more puppies. And if you need any [i]help[/i] while you're pregnant."
"....I will." Pip slowly exhaled. [i]Well[/i], they thought, [i]that was a productive night[/i].