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But hey, that's all just part of offering good table service.\n\nRose belongs to [fa]PotatoTime[/fa], as does RVX (the robot).\nGorgon belongs to [fa]GorgonTheDragon[/fa].\nShiu belongs to me.\nIo belongs to [fa]RandomPeople493[/fa].\nEveryone else is an extra.\n\n--------------------\n\n[b]Come join my Discord server if you're a fan of my work!\n>>> discord (DOT) gg (SLASH) 4cnWsWxcux <<<[/b]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Commission completed for \n\t\t\t\t\tPotatoTime. 12,835 words. Contains an anthropomorphic dragoness interacting lewdly with critters of various species and genders, all involving WS, and one scene near the end containing vaginal sex.

This is a mildly-cleaner, scat-free alt of the previous upload. If you commission a WS+Scat story from me, I'll give you a WS-Only alt of it for FREE! This is retroactive, too: if you previously commissioned such a story from me, just poke me and ask!

Rose has landed herself a new job at a fancy new nightclub. The bunnygirl outfit draws eyes, and it pays well, too... if you're open to doing special requests.

This place must go through a lot of carpet cleaner. And do a lot of laundry on-site. But hey, that's all just part of offering good table service.

Rose belongs to \n\t\t\t\t\tPotatoTime, as does RVX (the robot).
Gorgon belongs to \n\t\t\t\t\tGorgonTheDragon.
Shiu belongs to me.
Io belongs to \n\t\t\t\t\tRandomPeople493.
Everyone else is an extra.

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Come join my Discord server if you're a fan of my work!
>>> discord (DOT) gg (SLASH) 4cnWsWxcux <<<", "writing": "With a few deft movements, the gray wolf behind the bar stuck a paper umbrella into the three tallest glasses on the tray, rattling the ice cubes in each one. \"All done,\" he declared, moving on to the next order, and Rose carefully picked up the tray, making sure she had it properly balanced on her right hand before assuming the position. It would have been safer to carry it with two, sure, but it wouldn't have quite the same effect.\n\nAfter all, the red dragoness wasn't dressed the way she was for warmth or comfort, with most of her body on display. The purple fishnet stockings did almost nothing to cover her legs, and the dark magenta corset's main purpose was to give her breasts more support and push them up. Her arms were bare but for the white cuffs around her wrists, and the black bow tie she wore rested directly against her neck, the bow itself standing out easily against her bright pink ventral scales. The only other part of her 'uniform' was the headband and the pair of black bunny ears attached to the top of it, sticking up above her horns, which were ivory at the base and transitioned to a bright pink at the tip. She kept her wings folded close to her back, and her tail, with the pink heart-shaped spade on the end, would often draw people's eyes as she passed.\n\nThe patrons of this particular club were here to feast their eyes on her and the other waitresses just as much as they were to enjoy the drinks. So, with the tray held steady, Rose put her other hand on her hip and departed from the bar, swishing her hips and swaying her tail with each step. Though it was her first night on the job at this particular establishment, she'd done this kind of work before, and knew just the right way to walk to draw the eyes of every table she passed by. When she reached the table whose drinks she held, she made sure to bend over just enough to give them a glimpse into her cleavage as she set the glasses down one by one, and after serving, she turned on the spot with just a tiny pause to let them admire her from behind before she walked off to serve another table.\n\nSo far her night had been... fairly normal. She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination or something about the club, but the clients seemed awfully clumsy, as there were a lot of puddles and wet patches of carpet around that had to be from spilled drinks. It also felt like the other waitresses were taking a lot of breaks, as she often caught sight of them out of the corner of her eye as they headed into the back of the nightclub, and they wouldn't return for a while. And at one of the recently-served tables, one of the customers had asked her directly if she needed to pee; she did, yes, but she was sure she'd been able to keep herself from walking oddly while holding it in, so how had they known...? She'd played it off and given them their drinks, but something about the exchange had felt odd, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it.\n\nHeading back to the bar to pick up another tray of drinks, Rose shifted slightly from one foot to the other as the bartender worked his magic. She'd foregone a trip to the bathroom during her earlier breaks deliberately so that she could have some fun of her own with a full bladder on her upcoming break, but it seemed like she was going to be cutting this one close. The last thing she needed was to embarrass herself on her first night at work... and the splashing of liquid as the bartender mixed up the drinks wasn't helping her predicament, either.\n\nA lime wedge for one drink and paper umbrellas for the rest, and the bartender was done. Rose picked up the tray and, despite an unsteady first step from the fullness of her bladder, she set off to make another delivery with a swagger to her step and as much outward confidence as she could muster.\n\nThe group at the table was nothing out of the ordinary: four guys and a girl, mostly canids but for one of the guys who was a raccoon instead, all dressed somewhat casually in t-shirts and jeans, or in the woman's case, a short skirt. They were all the way at the back wall of the club, with half the group sitting on a booth while the others had chairs at the opposite side of the table. Pressing her legs together subtly to offset the pressure in her lower abdomen, when Rose arrived she bent over just a bit to set down the drinks, sliding each one towards the recipient.\n\n\"And a Blue Stinger for you...\" As the woman pulled the glass towards her, Rose reached up to the tray and took the last drink from it, placing it on the table. \"And cranberry juice for the designated driver?\"\n\nThe one sitting closest to her at the booth, a black Labrador, lifted his hand. His gaze was focused on her a lot lower than her face, but Rose paid him no mind; with the way she was dressed, it was both expected and welcomed. \"Yep,\" he confirmed, and she set the drink down in front of him. Just as she was about to turn though, he made eye contact and spoke up again. \"Excuse me, miss, what's your name?\"\n\nStraightening up, Rose gave him her best smile and answered, \"Rose.\"\n\n\"A lovely name for a lovely woman,\" he complimented her, reaching into his pocket for something. \"Perhaps you'd like to stay here with us for a little bit?\"\n\n\"Thank you, but I...\" Rose began, trailing off when she saw what he had pulled out: a roll of money, from which he began casually extracting a few notes.\n\n\"Oh, I don't think your employer will mind, there's plenty of other girls who can cover for you,\" he remarked, one finger subtly playing with the corner of the bills he was holding. \"You look like you could use a break, so why not take a seat with us for a bit?\"\n\nHe scooted over a bit in the booth, and the other guys in his way shifted to make some room. It would be okay, right? It was all part of giving the customers good service, and she'd heard her new boss say something about that earlier, how the service was what would keep people coming back... besides, she wouldn't be there for too long before her break came up anyway.\n\nSo, after only a moment of hesitation, Rose took the seat, mildly surprised when the black Labrador put an arm around her, using his other hand to lift his glass. \"To Rose, then,\" he said, and the others around the table lifted their glasses, some of them clinking them together before taking their drinks.\n\n\"Thank you,\" Rose said courteously, doing her best not to squirm openly in the seat as her bladder protested the delay in emptying it.\n\n\"No, thank YOU,\" the Labrador insisted, casually taking one of the bills and slipping it under the top of her corset on the side closest to him. She gave her best smile and a friendly chuckle as he did, and he leaned back against the booth. \"So, I haven't seen you around here before, Rose.\"\n\nShe gave him a nod, taking the opportunity to cross her legs in what hopefully looked like a natural motion, pressing her thighs together. \"Well, tonight is my first night,\" she explained.\n\n\"Oh?\" he inquired, leaning against her a little more, his arm still around her as he rested his hand on her far shoulder. \"You carry yourself very well for a newbie!\"\n\nChuckling, she went on, \"It's my first night here, but I've worked at other places like this.\"\n\n\"Ahh, I see, I see...\"\n\nHe continued to make small talk, and though Rose could see out of the corner of her eye that the rest of the table was watching her, nobody else said anything. She felt all the more self-conscious as her bladder continued to strain against its contents, and she couldn't stop herself from shifting and squirming against the faux-leather booth seat, doing her best to hide it. She uncrossed and re-crossed her legs to try to find the most optimal seating position, she clenched her abdominal muscles to resist the urine trying to escape from her, and she rocked from side to side in what she hoped was a more playful-looking manner than it really was, but...\n\n\"Having some trouble over there?\" the girl, a collie, asked.\n\nEmbarrassed, Rose tried to play it cool and gave a short laugh. \"Oh, I'm fine,\" she lied, \"But I do need to be getting back to work, I don't want my boss to get upset...\"\n\nShe started to shift out of the booth, only for the Labrador to grab onto her wrist. \"Hey, there's no need to rush,\" he insisted, and his free hand held up a couple more notes from the roll of money, rubbing them together temptingly.\n\nBiting her lip, Rose hesitated. The generous tip was certainly tempting, but with the way she was squirming about, it had to be obvious why she needed to go – and where. They way they were all looking at her, the Labrador's smirk as he offered her more money to stay... it couldn't be deliberate, could it? No, she was just imagining things...\n\n\"If you insist,\" Rose conceded, shuffling back to where she had been sitting before. \"But I... I really can't stay for too long...\"\n\nChuckling, the Labrador reached over and slid both bills into the top of her fishnet stockings, giving them a gentle pat afterwards. \"Don't worry, I don't think you'll have to stay for very long,\" he told her in an oddly playful tone. \"I'm having a lovely time, what about you all?\"\n\nThe rest of the table gave a mixture of muttered agreements, and for a moment Rose was sure she saw one of them holding their phone, but when she looked again, she saw nothing. \"Good, I'm glad,\" Rose told them, masking her shifting in her seat by pretending to lean against the Labrador, who put his arm around her again. \"Are you sure you don't want any refills on your drinks...?\"\n\n\"We're good,\" the Labrador insisted without even glancing at the others, and none of them disagreed. \"Right now, I'm a lot more interested in you!\"\n\nFlustered, Rose murmured some thanks. He really was being nice to her, but her need to piss was getting unbearable. She could feel a pang of desperation every half-minute or so, and it was getting stronger each time, and harder to fight off...\n\n\"What other talents do you have?\" he inquired. \"Can you sing?\"\n\n\"Not... particularly well,\" Rose admitted sheepishly.\n\n\"Unfortunate, but can you dance, perhaps? I could pay you quite well for a dance...\"\n\n\"M-Maybe later,\" Rose deflected. At any other time she would have been happy to take these special requests, but right now she wanted to make a run for the bathroom! It was getting bad enough that she wasn't sure she'd even be able to make it all the way into the back of the club, she'd have to duck into the customer bathrooms...\n\nHe gave a chuckle and took a sip from his drink. \"Well, perhaps you could make some recommendations on drinks?\" he asked. \"Cranberry juice is all well and good, but perhaps you have some other non-alcoholic offerings you could suggest?\"\n\n\"Oh, yes, certainly. Well, we have the classics like Virgin Maries and Shirley Temples. We have some of our own special cocktails, too.\" Seeing an opportunity to escape, she offered, \"I can go and fetch a drink menu for you, if you'd like.\"\n\n\"I'd have no idea what to pick just looking at the menu, what would you recommend?\"\n\n\"W-well...\" Rose's body tensed as she fought off another spasm in her bladder; she was almost at her limit. \"I-it's my first day, remember, I haven't memorized the entire menu yet. I'll be right back, I promise!\"\n\nShe hurriedly shuffled out of the booth and stood up, only for the raccoon to lean over and hold his hand out to block her. \"Wait, miss, before you go!\"\n\nRose had to stand with her legs pressed together all the way down to her knees, trembling in place, putting on the best smile she could. \"Y-yes, what is it?\" she asked, knowing that she was at her breaking point. Yet... the table was still watching her, and they were definitely smirking, and the tails of the canids seemed to be wagging.\n\n\"Before I forget, you see,\" the raccoon began, \"There's something I've been wondering about this place. I hope it's okay to ask, it just came to me and...\"\n\nAs he continued to ramble, Rose gave a tiny little squeak, feeling her bladder trying to void itself – and partly succeeding, as despite clenching her muscles, she felt a tiny splash of wetness against the inside of her corset. She hoped it wouldn't be noticeable, but with her standing up, her crotch would be easily seen by all of them...\n\n\"...so anyway, basically I was just curious, has there ever been a time when, you know...\"\n\n\"I-I'm sorry, I have to-\" Rose began, but it was too late.\n\nThe moment she took a step to try and make her exit, the dam broke. She froze in place and couldn't stop herself from letting out a sharp gasp of surprise as piss gushed from her slit against the inside of the bottom of her outfit, and in reflex she put both hands between her legs in a futile and completely ineffectual attempt to stop the flow. Panic overcame her so much that she couldn't move at all, closing her eyes and panting as piss poured down the insides of her legs, soaking the fishnet stockings on the way down.\n\nHer embarrassment was immeasurable, worried intensely about the fact that she was pissing herself in the middle of the club floor. Much of the background conversation near her had ceased, which meant there had to be several, maybe dozens of tables nearby all watching her as she trembled, drenching her hands and legs in her own urine. There was so much that even with copious drips falling from her hands, it still poured all the way down past her knees, over her shins and calves, and into her shoes. Throughout it all, Rose couldn't speak or move, just pant for breath, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as her bladder voided itself violently and refused to obey her attempts to stop the cascade of piss.\n\nIt had to have been a full minute, maybe more, before she finally ran dry, though her lower body was anything but. Her inner thighs were completely wet, her hands dripping, her lower legs totally soaked, and there was a puddle on the floor below her, with her shoes so flooded that every little shift of her body made them squish under her feet. Her panic remained, but shifted; maybe if she apologized and explained to the manager what happened before the customers did, she might be able to keep her job...\n\n...but when she opened her eyes, she noticed that they weren't repulsed. Far from it: the table that had stalled her for so long were all staring intently. One of the canids had his phone out and had seemingly recorded the whole thing, while the one woman at the table had her hand under her skirt, and the Labrador had one hand down his jeans, which he had unzipped. Surprised, Rose glanced around: the other tables were even more appreciative and unashamed of their enjoyment of the show – recording her, masturbating, or sometimes both. And not always subtly, either, as she saw at least two patrons with their cocks out and slowly stroking themselves, as well as one male rabbit who was in the final throes of an orgasm that was sending cum splattering onto the floor, while two felines at another booth were fingering each other under the table as they watched her.\n\nAnd, as she stood there, shocked and dripping, realization finally came to Rose. The puddles on the carpet she had seen earlier hadn't been spilled drinks at all, and the patrons asking if she had needed to pee had been hoping for a private show. Her coworkers were likely taking so many breaks so they could clean up... and probably to refill as well from the drinks dispenser in the staff area.\n\nThe final bit of proof came as the Labrador chuckled and counted a few more bills from his roll of money. \"Lovely show, Rose,\" he complimented, standing up and approaching her. She watched as he folded the notes into a V shape and slid them into her cleavage, his other hand holding up his unzipped pants to ensure they didn't fall down. \"I hope we get to see you again some night.\"\n\nFor a moment, Rose was speechless, but then managed to collect herself and give him a smile, despite how overwhelmed she felt in the moment. \"I-I'm glad you enjoyed it,\" she told him, letting go of her loins, seeing the gazes of the patrons nearby flick down to where her outfit was utterly soaked with piss, the fabric visibly darkened. \"I hope I'll see you again too!\" she added, and gave him a little bow, before turning and making her way to the back to clean up, taking note of all the appreciative looks she was getting as she walked with her legs still soaked in her own piss.\n\nJust before she got to the door to the staff area, she passed by the bar. The bartender smirked and gave her a nod. \"Attagirl, I knew you'd fit right in here,\" he told her.\n\nRose chuckled and smirked as she pushed the door open with her shoulder. Yes, this job was going to be even better than she had thought it would be.\n\n--------------------\n\nNow aware of exactly why the back of the club had so many towels, spare outfits, and a huge laundry bin on wheels, once she had cleaned herself up Rose headed back out to continue her shift, walking past a completely piss-drenched coworker on the way. \"Lucky her...\" Rose murmured to herself with a smirk, heading for the bar to see if any orders were ready to be delivered.\n\nShe also became more acutely aware of certain things in the club now that she was aware of its secret. By looking under the tables more often than before, she caught sight of patrons casually rubbing or touching themselves, and by paying more attention to the other serving girls, she spotted them providing a lot more intimate services to the customers on occasion. Flashing the customers, putting on shows, and quite often, saving the patrons a trip to the bathrooms – even if it did send the waitress to the backroom afterwards.\n\nA few of the tables she served after getting back out complimented her for her 'fine act' earlier, mentioning how convincing her desperation had been. At the first table, Rose tried to explain she really had been desperate, only for the patrons to remark about how committed she was to the 'act'; after that, she took the compliments in stride and played along to provoke more laughs and smiles from the customers. That was her real job after all, to ensure everyone who visited the club had a good time... even if she had to do so in unusual ways.\n\nA little while later, she had another tray of drinks and a basket of nachos for a table of two, sat somewhat close to the bar. With the tray loaded up, she made her way over with one hand on her hip and the tray held high, catching the attention of the pair of ferrets sitting at the table in question. At a glance, Rose had to assume it was a guy bringing his girlfriend on a date – both of them had similar patterns with the typical 'mask' of dark fur around their eyes, but the guy's fur was dark brown with white highlights while she had a much lighter shade of brown for her fur. The woman also had left her purse on the table, and it looked to Rose like an expensive one at that. Given its... specialty, the club did seem like a bit of an odd place to bring a girlfriend to, but that wasn't really any of her business.\n\nOne drink, then the other, and then the nachos; Rose placed them down carefully and courteously before straightening up. \"Can I help you with anything else?\" Rose offered, giving a smile to the woman first and then to the man.\n\n\"Yes, actually,\" the male ferret replied, and Rose gave him her full attention. \"Could you tell me what beers you serve here?\"\n\nIt was an odd request to get after already giving him a drink, but perhaps he was just planning ahead. \"Certainly,\" Rose replied, and began to list off all the beers she knew they had available. About five drinks into the list, though, she suddenly felt a splash against her leg, and cut herself off mid-sentence. Turning her head, Rose was surprised to find herself face-to-face with the ferret lady, who had a smug smirk on her face, her left hand holding up her skirt to reveal she was going commando underneath. Rose had been so focused on the guy that she hadn't noticed the ferret getting so close to her – close enough, in fact, that there was less than an inch between the other woman's pussy and Rose's thigh, which was currently being soaked in ferret urine.\n\nThe ferret's stream didn't have very much forward velocity, going almost straight down, but with how close she was standing it barely mattered. Taken off-guard, Rose was more surprised than anything else, and reflexively began, \"Um, excuse me, miss...\"\n\n\"Oh! Yes, sorry,\" the ferret exclaimed, reaching out with her free hand to search inside her purse on the table, pulling out a folded banknote and casually slipping it between Rose's corset and her right breast. With a confident \"There you go,\" she then immediately assumed her previous position like nothing had happened, and all while continuing to pee the entire time.\n\nRose glanced around; several nearby tables were taking note and watching. Her fishnets did very little to absorb the piss cascading down her leg, and it took very little time for it to reach her shoe, soaking it through. Saying the first thing that came to mind, Rose asked, \"Are you comfortable, miss?\"\n\n\"Oh, extremely,\" the customer replied, flashing a wide grin at Rose before giving an incredibly exaggerated sigh of relief. Rose could feel the warmth of the pee pouring all the way down her leg, spreading out more the further down it got, while her already soaked shoe was soon fully flooded, and she was sure piss was leaking out of it and onto the carpet.\n\nA few seconds later, Rose regained her composure. This was normal for the club, right? She could still see several other patrons nearby enjoying the show – most simply watching, several recording, and a few masturbating. So, with a smile, Rose turned her head back to the other ferret who was still in his seat, albeit closely watching his girlfriend finish spraying Rose's leg in pee. The stream soon came to an abrupt end, and Rose felt another splash as the ferret forced out the last of it, giving a satisfied exhale.\n\n\"As I was saying,\" Rose said, catching the man's attention as the woman calmly returned to her seat, \"We also have a few craft beers...\" Picking up where she left off, she acted as normal even as she felt the piss on her scales gradually cooling off.\n\n--------------------\n\nRose inhaled the cool night air as she pushed open the back door of the club and stepped outside, still in her bunny girl outfit – she could change out of it once she got home. This late at night, technically early in the morning, it was very quiet, with only the occasional distant sound of a car breaking the stillness of the air.\n\nShe began fumbling in her purse for her car keys, rummaging around past all the loose bills she had earned in tips, idly glancing around as she did. The parking lot behind the club had almost completely emptied out, with only the staff's cars still there, and even then many of them had already left – Rose had been kept slightly late by the manager reviewing her 'exemplary' performance for her first day. To her left was a strip of grass separating the club's lot from the parking lot of the next building over, and to her right was just more of the parking lot, with a pair of glowing red eyes staring at her out of the darkness beyond where the exterior lights reached. Making her way towards–\n\nAs the delayed realization hit her, she turned her head sharply back to the right. The eyes were still there, and they were moving closer.\n\nRose turned and ran in the opposite direction; she would have gone back in the club, but the door didn't open from the outside. She heard extremely heavy footsteps behind her getting closer very rapidly; she barely made it to the grassy divider between the two parking lots before something hard shoved her from behind. Though it didn't hurt her, she lost her balance and fell forwards onto the grass, dropping her purse.\n\nTurning her head to look behind her, she was very surprised to get a better look at what turned out to be a huge robotic canine standing on four digitigrade legs, staring back at her with its glowing red eyes. Most of its body was dark gray, with yellow highlights as well as a series of bright yellow spikes running down its back, and on the sides of the pointed canine ears on its head. Despite the situation, the way it was regarding her didn't seem hostile – or at least, the fact that she was essentially helpless and yet it was merely staring at her made her feel like she wasn't in any immediate danger.\n\nIt took a leisurely step closer, yet didn't climb over her, instead merely standing by her side, keeping its eyes locked with hers the entire time. More astounded than anything else – what was a robotic dog doing here, especially this late at night? – she stared at its face plate, until movement in the corner of her eye caught her attention. Looking back further, she saw the robot's long tail sweeping back and forth, the end of it bearing a large, curved, black steel blade. \n\nBut her gaze quickly shifted to between its legs. There, a canid shaft hung, though the robot's was made of dark silicone with evenly spaced vertical yellow highlights running along the length of its shaft all the way to the large knot at the base, with its synthetic scrotum held close to its loins. As she stared, it lifted its rear left leg up high, the robotic dog's cock switching from a completely flaccid state to become stiff and straight enough to point directly towards her body within just two seconds; clearly, the robot was in complete control of its own anatomy.\n\nWhile still marveling at that, Rose was caught off-guard when a bright yellow fluid sprayed from its cock and struck her just above the base of her tail. She let out a cry of surprise from how hot it felt against her scales in the cold nighttime air, not unlike the feeling of stepping into a hot shower. There was substantial force behind the stream as well, and innumerable stray droplets sprayed off from the point of impact on her body. Though the majority of the fluid poured down her back and rump onto the grass below her, much of the rest of her back, tail, and upper legs were soaked from proximity to the sheer power and volume of its stream.\n\nAnd, not merely content with spraying just one part of her, the robot shifted its weight, twisting its lower body to adjust the angle of his stream as it pleased. It sent the hot yellow liquid splashing up her back all the way to her shoulders, drenching the back of her head as well as her arms with the splash-back. Panting softly, she kept herself still, unsure what else to really do in the situation, shivering as it changed its aim again to bring his spray of piss back down her back, hosing down her rump this time.\n\nShe couldn't suppress a moan as the hot fluid poured under her tail, soaking the crotch of her outfit, and her tail lifted up in reflex from the wet heat against her pussy. Within moments it began pissing at her loins directly, and she gasped and shivered from feeling the powerful spray of liquid directly striking her sensitive nethers, drenching her slit even through the thin fabric covering it, the excess spraying off to drench her inner thighs.\n\nAnd then, as suddenly as it had begun, its stream came to an end. Bewildered, Rose turned her head to look back again in time to see its cock go completely limp in less time than it took for her to draw another breath and let it out. It lowered its leg, crouched down as if to pounce, and then sprung into the air, leaping ahead of her and dashing off into the darkness.\n\nRose blinked in disbelief, still dripping in piss that was steaming in the cool air, trying to process what had just happened. 'Did I just get peed on by a robot?' she thought to herself, looking back at her own body, soaked yet again for the... fourth time tonight? Fifth? She wasn't sure. Raising her head as she got to her feet, she tried to catch sight of it, but it was too dark to see much further than the edge of the parking lot, and the robot was long gone.\n\n\"It could have at least left a tip,\" Rose grumbled as she picked up her purse and made her way, dripping, towards her car.\n\n--------------------\n\nRose's second night on the job was going quite smoothly so far. It had almost resembled a normal job at the start of her shift; it seemed the customers only started getting saucy later into the night, so initially she was merely taking orders and bringing food and drink to the tables. Any sense of normalcy quickly vanished when one customer asked her to piss in his pint glass to refill it, and shortly after that another asked her to kneel down so he could pee on her breasts.\n\nAfter providing extra service to a few more patrons between all the regular parts of her work, Rose got to take her first break – beyond merely heading into the back room to change and towel off. This time, after stashing all the money from her tips so far, she returned to the bar to take a load off there, getting up onto one of the bar stools and waving down the bartender.\n\n\"What'll it be?\" the wolf asked upon his arrival. On the one hand, she got free drinks while she was working; on the other, the boss's rules stated that the staff couldn't have anything alcoholic until they were off duty for the night.\n\nRose leaned on the bar and gave the bartender a thoughtful look. \"Surprise me.\"\n\nWith deft hands he took a glass and grabbed a few bottles, adding a splash of this and a measure of that to the mixer. One half-scoop of ice and a good shake later, he poured the resulting concoction into a glass for Rose, topping it with a paper umbrella, and she lifted the glass delicately to take a taste. It had a combination of fruity flavors she couldn't quite identify, but it was definitely refreshing, and she gave a hum of approval as she set the glass down.\n\n\"You're very good,\" she complimented him. \"Where did you learn all this?\"\n\nHe chuckled and began to chat with her between pouring and mixing drinks for other customers while Rose idly sipped on her drink. The gray wolf was certainly a charming fellow, his fur impeccably groomed, and his neatly pressed white shirt and the black bow tie made him look even more handsome. She pressed her legs together fully from thighs to feet as some idle thoughts crossed her mind, only half paying attention to the wolf's words as he told her about a bar he had been to in a foreign country somewhere...\n\nHer thoughts were suddenly interrupted and she let out a gasp when she felt wetness against her right heel, sharply turning her head. A patron she had brought a drink to earlier was standing right behind her: a tall, wingless green dragon with dark green markings on his forearms, lower legs, chest, and the top of his head. He had casually opened up his jeans to expose his slit and the teal tip of his cock peeking out from it, a heavy stream of urine spraying under the stool she was sitting on and splashing against the back of her right foot, running down it and soaking into her shoes.\n\n\"Gorgon...\" the bartender chided, leaning on the bar, as he casually glanced over it at the patron pissing on the stunned Rose, \"The lady is on her break.\"\n\n\"Oh!\" Gorgon exclaimed with surprise – though he didn't stop pissing on her feet, shifting slightly to spray the left one. \"I didn't realize.\"\n\nRose gave a defeated sigh and leaned forwards, but kept her feet still for him. The warm fluid had already drenched her feet and was soaking through her shoes; she was going to have to get another pair from the back after this. Behind her she heard rustling, and Gorgon's right hand caught her attention as he leaned past her – causing his piss stream to wobble and splash both of her ankles – as he put a banknote down on the bar. \"Bartender, get her a refill, would you please?\"\n\nThe wolf had his muzzle lowered slightly to hide his smirk from Gorgon, but Rose could still see it. \"Absolutely, sir,\" he replied, mixing the drink as Gorgon remained behind her. He had already completely saturated the inner linings of her shoes, and even though he switched back and forth between them, the excess fluid was leaking out through them and dripping down onto the carpet below the bar stool.\n\nHis stream came to an end and she then heard him zipping up his jeans. \"Sorry for interrupting your break, I'll have to catch you again at a better time!\" he told her before walking away like nothing had happened.\n\nRose turned her head to watch him wander back to his table, then picked up her drink and drained the rest of it. \"Does this kind of thing happen often?\" she asked the bartender.\n\n\"Very,\" he replied with a touch of amusement, finishing the drink with another paper umbrella and sliding it towards her. He then moved his hand out to the money Gorgon had left, and instead of taking it himself, he slid it closer towards her. \"But it's not a bad thing, is it?\"\n\nRose picked up the bill, looking at it thoughtfully. \"No, it isn't,\" she agreed with a small smirk. \"I'll be right back.\" She got up from the bar stool, only for both of her shoes to make a loud, wet squish when she stood up, more of Gorgon's piss leaking out and onto the carpet. But with a pleased smirk, she made her way through the staff-only doors beside the bar, leaving a wet footprint behind with every audibly damp step.\n\n--------------------\n\nAfter changing into a fresh pair of shoes, cleaning up, and finishing her break, Rose got back to work. The familiarity of ferrying glasses and plates to and fro helped balance out the occasional odd yet well-paying requests from the patrons that more often than not required her to go change her outfit again afterwards.\n\nEven with the club's apparent specialty, Rose still had a few customers who never seemed to ask for any special service. Maybe they just really liked the drinks, maybe they got to indulge when she wasn't looking, or maybe they preferred to watch instead of engage directly. She didn't know which and it really wasn't her business to pry as long as they paid the bill, but she had to wonder if there were some sketchier reasons for patrons to come by the club. The bouncers did an excellent job of keeping trouble out, though, and were quick to remove it any time it came up. The serving girls like herself didn't have to do anything they didn't want to, which explained why she was able to get through most of her first day without any issues.\n\nShe'd thought she'd been serving one of those mysterious patrons at first: sitting at a booth in the very back corner of the club where it was hardest to see, a cervine and a dragon were discussing... something. The buck was fairly normal as far as deer went, while the dragon's visible scales were sky blue with a turquoise front, and the fin at the end of his tail indicated he was some sort of water dragon. Both of them were dressed in black clothes and trench coats, and abruptly stopped talking any time she approached them. But they didn't cause any trouble, and eventually the cervine got up and left, so Rose went over once again to collect the empty glasses if nothing else.\n\nThis time, though, when she approached, the dragon was far more talkative. \"Hey there,\" he greeted her, giving her a nod. A single long whisker ending in a tuft of teal fur hung from each side of his snout, and he flashed a grin at her as she stopped by his table. \"Sorry for being so curt earlier. Mind telling me your name?\"\n\n\"Rose,\" she replied politely.\n\n\"Good to meet you, Rose, I'm Shiu. I hate to be rude to the girls here, but business comes before pleasure. Speaking of which, I haven't seen you here before.\"\n\nShe tilted her head slightly to one side. \"You're a regular?\" she inquired, \"I just started working here yesterday.\"\n\n\"I come by now and then when the mood strikes,\" he answered evasively, lifting his glass and draining it before putting it down and sliding it towards her. \"Would you mind getting me a refill?\"\n\n\"Of course,\" she replied, taking the glass and heading back to the bar. After tending to a few more tables she returned to him with the fresh drink in one hand and set it down in front of him. \"Anything else I can get you?\"\n\nHe flashed a broad grin at her in response, his whiskers perking up, and he reached into an inner pocket on his trench coat. \"Actually, yes, now that I've got you all to myself. Perhaps you can give me some special service?\"\n\nIt seemed clear enough what he was after when he pulled out not just several banknotes but also a single wrapped condom, holding them where she could see with a smirk on his face. As she stared, he fanned out the money and waved it subtly to entice her, and she felt a little flustered, holding one hand near her chest. \"Oh, I, I actually don't know if I'm allowed to have sex with–\" she began.\n\n\"You are, but that's not quite what I'm after tonight,\" he interrupted, grinning at her again. \"I just want you to help save me a bathroom trip. What do you say?\" Knowing that it was something more in line with the 'special service' she had already given made her a little more open to the idea, and she nodded. \"Perfect,\" Shiu replied, setting the money and the condom down on the table and sliding them over towards her. \"Well, get on your knees, then,\" he instructed.\n\nShe eagerly obliged, kneeling down on the carpet next to the table, while he stood up and undid his pants, opening them up at the front. Rose was caught momentarily off-guard when Shiu flopped his cock directly onto her muzzle, and she pulled her head back in reflex as he chuckled, putting his hands on his hips and shifting side to side to make his endowments wobble in front of her face. \"Put the condom on.\"\n\nTearing the wrapper open, Rose fished out the condom and held it between her left index and middle fingers while she held Shiu's cock with her right. The dragon's generous cock was the same turquoise as his ventral scales, and she rolled back the forescales to expose the tip so she could try to put the latex covering on. It took a few tries on account of him being flaccid – but he didn't remain so for very long with her handling his shaft, and as soon as he was half-hard she managed to get the condom on him, rolling it down as far as it would go.\n\n\"Perfect,\" he murmured, looking down at her with a smirk. \"Now hold it steady.\" He put his own hands behind his head, seemingly uncaring for all the nearby patrons who were turning in their seats to watch the show. Rose did as asked, staring at the tip of his cock through the thin layer of latex covering it, and right after Shiu groaned softly, his piss gushed into the condom and began swelling it outward like a balloon. Weighed down by the fluid within it as it expanded, it hung closer and closer to Rose's face, until the lubricated latex touched the end of her snout.\n\nShe couldn't help but draw a breath when it did, surprised by how warm his piss was through the condom. The expanding latex deformed around her muzzle as he continued to fill it, the water dragon taking deep breaths while his bladder emptied, sometimes hamming it up with an exaggerated groan of relief. The bigger it got, the slower it grew, right in front of Rose's eyes, and as the latex was stretched more it became more translucent. Through the colored material she could make out the end of Shiu's cock and the urethra at the end wide open as his piss continued to pour into the flooded condom; but it wasn't made to hold so much fluid, and as it wobbled on her muzzle, she noticed that part of it looked thinner than the rest around it...\n\nShe closed her eyes just in time as the condom reached its limit and split open, its contents all splashing onto her face at once in a heavy deluge. Compared to just having a patron pee on her directly, this was more like having a bucket dumped on her head; the warm piss splashed over her face, chest, belly, and lap all one after another, completely drenching her in under a second and leaving her kneeling in a puddle of piss. Meanwhile, the remainder of his urine stream splashed against her muzzle as he chuckled and remarked, \"Oops. I guess that's why you don't buy the cheap ones, huh?\"\n\nIt only took him a few more seconds before he finished relieving himself, forcing out a final extra splash of piss onto her front. Dripping all down her front, Rose opened one eye cautiously and then the other, her hand still holding his semi-erect cock. He was grinning broadly down at her, leaning on the table with one hand. \"Well, I think you did an excellent job,\" he told her. \"Maybe next time I'll bring some more money so I can get even more special service from you.\"\n\nStaring at his cock a moment longer, she pulled the remnants of the popped condom off of it and stood up. This was still far beyond the favors she'd done the guests so far... but her eyes flicked down to the money still spread out on the table, and she scooped it up with one hand surreptitiously. \"O-of course,\" she replied, vaguely aware of how many nearby patrons were still watching her. \"Anything else I can do for you?\"\n\nHe slid back into his seat, picking up his drink with one hand, and raised it to her in a mock toast. \"Nope, that'll be all. Have a good night,\" he told her with a wink. Sipping from his glass, Rose was left to make her way, dripping copiously, towards the staff area behind the bar.\n\n—-----------------\n\nAs it got closer to closing time, things began to wind down at the club. Rose felt less rushed off her feet and was able to take a more leisurely pace, catering to some of the more elaborate requests of the club's guests, and earning herself many more tips as a result.\n\nWith only fifteen minutes left, the bartender made a last call for drinks, and Rose grabbed a spray bottle and cloth to get a head-start on the cleaning of the tables in the mostly-empty club. Only mostly-empty, though, as there were still a few customers around, both those heading to the bar or remaining at their tables to finish the drinks they already had... or in one case, a customer off in a booth getting an under-the-table blowjob from one of Rose's coworkers.\n\nShe was becoming pretty used to the openness of the club, and nonchalantly gave the scene only a few small glances as she gave each table a wipe down in the area she was covering, glancing around after each one in case a customer wanted to get her attention. There was only one person who hadn't gone to the bar in her section, though: an indigo-scaled snake whose gender Rose couldn't determine, with a violet chest and a cobra hood that was purple on the inside.\n\nOne of the better-dressed patrons Rose had seen that night, they had a white fur jacket on that was open at the front, over a black dress that went from their shoulders to just above their knees. Sitting with their legs crossed, they had a pair of high-heeled black boots on their feet, and a pair of large earrings on the right side of their hood, leaving Rose musing to herself if they still counted as ear piercings while she wiped the table. She'd served the snake a few exotic drinks earlier, but other than that her interactions with them had been normal.\n\nThe snake looked up from their phone and gave her a glance as she moved to the row adjacent to theirs to begin cleaning the tables there. Rose began spraying the table, but just as she pressed the cloth against the table, out of the corner of her eye she saw the well-dressed patron raise a hand slightly to wave her over. She lifted her gaze, and they called out just loudly enough to be heard, \"Whenever you're ready, I'm good to pay.\"\n\n\"Sure thing, I'll be with you in just a second,\" Rose promised with a smile. Turning back to the table to finish what she'd started, she began wiping it, but there was a stubborn stain on the top of it where something sticky had dried – probably sauce from someone's chicken wings. Frowning, she leaned in closer, bending over to continue scrubbing at it with more force, making gradual progress that was interrupted when she felt someone press up against her from behind. They put both hands on her rump and pushed the bottom of her outfit aside, and just as Rose looked back over her shoulder to see the snake standing right behind her, she felt not one, but two tapered cocktips, one above the other, pressing up against her pussy.\n\nTaking two cocks at once would have normally been quite a challenge for her, but the tapered shape of the twin lengths sliding into her made it much more reasonable as the cobra pushed both dicks in halfway, making Rose gasp and grip the edge of the table. \"Oh, don't mind me, just hitting the can before I leave,\" they told Rose with a smirk, flicking their forked teal tongue out teasingly. Two thin, hard streams of urine erupted within Rose's vaginal tunnels and hosed them down as the snake began emptying their bladder, their eyes lidding slightly as they urged, \"Keep going, I didn't mean to interrupt...\"\n\nRose felt incredibly flustered by both the cocks in her slit and the warmth spreading within her as their pee sprayed deep into her pussy. None of the patrons had been this forward with her before! But she wasn't particularly opposed to it, even if it did make it hard to concentrate as she wiped the cleaning cloth back and forth over the polished surface of the table. The pair of cocks didn't plug her fully so it didn't take long before the excess piss was pouring back out of her in a thick dream down to the carpet between her legs, some of the warm fluid spilling down her inner thighs and soaking her fishnets. Not all of it spilled out from her, though, and she could feel the warmth of their urine coating her vaginal canal, some of it spraying against her cervix.\n\nTrying to keep her composure, Rose bent forward, reaching out and stretching to the far end of the table she was trying to wipe down. The movement caused the snake's cocks to slip out from her pussy; they exclaimed \"Whoops!\" and pushed their hips forward again, spraying piss under her tail and over her netherlips, making her gasp out. With how far she was bent forward, some of the stream splashed her belly as well, soaking the front of her corset. It was only for a brief moment, but then as they tried to re-enter, her eyes widened further; their aim was slightly off and the upper cocktip was pressed up against her sphincter instead.\n\nIf the cobra noticed, they didn't seem to mind, and pushed forwards anyway, sliding one pissing shaft back into Rose's slit while the other one eased into her rear entrance. She trembled a little against the table as pee gushed into both holes at once, while the patron behind her pushed their hips forward to gradually sink both cocks into her as deep as they could get. They gave a long and exaggerated sigh accompanied by a low serpentine hiss while they drained what was left in their bladder into her, while Rose's legs shook and she had to hold herself up on the table. Though the golden fluid spraying deep into Rose's slit mostly poured back out, some of it made it through into her womb, and her anal ring was snug enough around their upper cock to form a seal that kept every drop of piss in her ass held there.\n\nIt took several seconds once their streams started to weaken for them to completely trickle off, but they didn't pull out right away, clenching to get one last spray of piss into her. They kept their left hand on Rose's rump and ground up against her, making her groan quietly, rocking her hips back to them subconsciously. But rather than take it further, the snake instead dropped a small bundle of cash onto the cleaned table, patting her on the butt as they finally pulled both shafts out from her.\n\n\"Keep the change, you earned it,\" they teased, sneaking in one last squeeze before turning away from her and heading back to their seat.\n\nRose was left dumbfounded for a moment, still dripping urine from her pussy, taking several breaths to regain her bearings before straightening up a bit. The money was definitely more than enough to pay the snake's tab, and when she glanced over it seemed they were already sashaying their way to the front door, hips and tail swishing with every step. So, after Rose finished cleaning the last bits of the table and seats she had been too distracted to get to, she grabbed the bundle of bills and made her way back to the bar – she could finish cleaning the tables after cleaning herself up once again.\n\n--------------------\n\n\"Waitress?\"\n\nRose turned her head back towards the bar, and almost missed the person who had made the request – a sky-blue kobold sitting in one of the bar stools wearing just a t-shirt and a short skirt, a purse slung over her shoulder, her body mostly blocked from sight by the larger body of the bear next to her. She was easily half Rose's size, but kobolds were naturally short, and she was sure if she was at the bar that she'd already had her ID checked.\n\nUnsure why she was being called to the bar, Rose set down her empty plastic tray before coming over. \"Yes, may I help you?\"\n\nThe kobold's courage seemed to falter, and she glanced away, poking her fingers together. \"U-um...\" she began, only for the bartender to lean over to 'help' her.\n\n\"She'd like to make a special request of you,\" the wolf told Rose. The kobold whined and put her hands over her face, extremely flustered, and Rose blinked, feeling oddly flattered.\n\n\"What kind of special request?\" Rose asked, putting on her most friendly tone. \"Whatever it is, I'm sure I've heard weirder,\" she promised, deciding not to add that this was only her third night on the job.\n\nThe kobold lowered her hands and looked up and down Rose's body, trying to ignore the other nearby patrons at the bar starting to watch her. \"Um, well...\" she tried again, then gestured for Rose to come closer. Obligingly, Rose walked over, bending down to put the side of her head right in front of the kobold's mouth. \"Can you... pee in me?\"\n\nRose blinked and stood up. \"I'm afraid I don't really have the right anatomy for that,\" she explained, tugging the bottom of her outfit aside to visibly demonstrate by showing the kobold her bare vulva.\n\nThe kobold only grew more flustered as Rose flashed her, squirming in her seat at the bar. \"I-I know,\" she said quietly, \"But I was hoping you could just...\"\n\nShe trailed off, and Rose raised an inquiring eyebrow while glancing at the bartender, but he had already moved on to serve another patron. The kobold turned away from the bar and leaned back against its edge, spreading out her legs and revealing an already-damp pair of white panties, looking up at Rose expectantly. When Rose continued to stare, mystified and tilting her head to one side, the kobold raised her hands, extended the index and middle fingers on each, and brought them together in a scissoring motion, all while glancing aside and wiggling in embarrassment.\n\nAs Rose understood the shy kobold's request, she nodded and smiled. Answering the nonverbal question with \"Oh, yes, I see. Of course!\" she reached out with her right hand and hooked a finger under the waistband of the kobold's panties, starting to tug them downwards. The customer didn't protest, though her breaths did start to come faster, and as Rose pulled the undergarment down to the kobold's ankles she could see just how wet the patron already was, her pussy glistening under the bar's lights.\n\nPulling one foot back out from her panties, the kobold let the undergarment dangle from her other ankle as she spread her legs apart, gripping the stool with one hand while leaning on the bar itself to stay steady. Rose drew closer and swung one leg up high, catching the attention of more patrons at the bar from the motion, and straddled one of the kobold's legs while reaching out and grasping her by the shoulders. Lowering her hips, she watched the kobold's eyes close and felt her squirm when their pussies made contact, unable to stop herself from smirking at the patron's reaction.\n\nRose did grind briefly against her, just enough to make sure she was lined up right, both ladies' netherlips kissing and getting smeared with the kobold's nectar. Drawing a deep breath, Rose did her best to relax, feeling a mix of emotions: on the one hand the way the kobold was getting so flustered was encouraging, but she was also aware of everyone at and near the bar stopping to watch. Closing her eyes, she put them out of her mind, exhaling deeply and focusing instead on her release...\n\nIt took another few moments before a warm tingling in Rose's loins preceded a surprised and happy squeak from the kobold when Rose began emptying her bladder. Initially she was slightly off-target and was spraying piss onto the kobold's lap, soaking her sky-blue underside, but one quick shift of her hips and Rose managed to properly align herself. She knew she was in the right position when the kobold suddenly gave a longer moan, legs trembling; Rose's stream was gushing into the kobold's vaginal canal, spraying against her inner walls. Some of the hot fluid flowed back out, running between the two to pour down the kobold's inner thigh and onto the bar stool, but a lot of it instead gushed deeper into her body.\n\nThe kobold tried to lie down as much as she could on the bar stool, gripping the edges of it with her hands for support, attempting to even out her lower body so the piss would stay inside her. For her part, Rose pressed her loins to the kobold's a little more firmly in an attempt to minimize the spillage, a tactic that seemed to work as the woman under her gasped out in response and brought her legs closer together around Rose's body. \"O-ooh, it's so warm...!\" the kobold gasped out, panting heavily, feeling Rose's urine flowing deeper into her.\n\nBy the time Rose finished, the kobold was panting heavily, eyes closed tightly. Sitting up just a little bit, she brought one hand to her belly and rubbed at it, enjoying the warmth inside of her. Rose let her savor it for just a moment before asking, \"May I stand up...?\"\n\n\"O-oh, yes!\" the kobold squeaked, finally opening her eyes and looking up at Rose, a little unfocused. Rose lifted her hips and some of her piss spilled out across the kobold's loins and undertail, and in response she brought her legs together to try and hold in as much of it as she could, squeezing her thighs together tightly before sitting up.\n\n\"Glad I could be of service,\" Rose told her with a smile, but before she could leave, the kobold piped up again.\n\n\"W-wait, wait! Here... th-thank you, that was... really...\" Though she couldn't quite finish her sentence out loud, the kobold dug into her purse and pulled out a handful of bills that she offered up to Rose. \"H-here, this is for you.\"\n\nRose's eyes widened: it was quite a generous tip from the look of it. \"Thank you very much,\" she said as she took the money, stuffing the bills partway under her corset.\n\n\"Oh, thank YOU!\" the kobold replied, still looking flustered, but smiling widely and wagging her tail as she rubbed her belly again with one hand. \"You really made my night! I hope I see you again!\"\n\n—-----------------\n\nIt was a busy night, and for a little while at its peak it felt to Rose that the moment she returned to the bar, some order of drinks or food was ready to carry off to another table. Then she'd end up taking an order on the way back, and repeating the cycle. Back and forth she went, only stopping to provide a different sort of 'refill' for a table of college-age guys; the special requests would likely pick up more later on.\n\nEventually things began to wind down and Rose had the chance to take a break while someone else covered for her, letting her get a drink of her own and give her feet a bit of rest. It was a sorely needed breather, and after finishing her drink she felt far less exhausted, ready to finish out the night.\n\nCollecting another tray of drinks and resuming her rounds, Rose caught sight of a mildly familiar face as she straightened up after setting the glasses down on the table. A few tables away was the same black Labrador from her first night at the club, though this time he seemed to be by himself, and in a button-up shirt and a pair of slacks this time, indicating he had been somewhere more formal prior to this. Working late, perhaps? He was looking her way, too, and when their eyes met he raised a hand and waved her over.\n\nRose was quick to oblige after confirming the table she had just delivered to didn't need anything else. As she drew close to the Labrador, she asked, \"Good evening, is there something I can get you?\"\n\n\"Perhaps,\" he replied with a little smirk. \"Seems like you've gotten settled in here since I last saw you. Rose, was it?\"\n\n\"Yes,\" she confirmed with a nod, \"I'm accustomed to the... special service we offer here.\"\n\n\"Is that so?\" he asked, arching his brows. \"Well, I've been hoping we'd cross paths again, as I have a very special request to make of you.\"\n\nShe could see where this was going, and set down the empty plastic tray she was carrying. \"What sort of request?\" she inquired, leaning on the table with one hand and putting her other hand on her hip to strike a seductive pose. \"A more private show than last time?\"\n\n\"Not quite,\" he replied, his right hand reaching under the table where she couldn't see, \"I'm looking for some stress relief this time. The idea came to me when I saw you rushing around earlier, but I thought it'd be best to wait until it was quieter.\" He brought his hand back up, showing her a bundle of cash bound with a strap. \"If you'll let me have your pussy, I'll make it very worth your while.\"\n\nRose stared at the wad of money for a moment. \"To pee in?\" she asked.\n\n\"To fuck,\" he clarified.\n\nRose hesitated for a moment. She knew it wasn't NOT allowed; she'd seen some of her coworkers getting bent over the tables or pulled into a patron's lap once in a while, but it had seemed to be rare. Still, it was certainly a tempting offer, and it would be a good way to unwind after a lot of hard work... for both of them. So, after regaining her composure, Rose straightened up and put one hand behind her head, pushing her hips out towards him. \"Of course. Anything to please a customer,\" she told him in as sultry a tone as she could manage.\n\nHis smirk widened into a grin. \"I was hoping you'd accept,\" he remarked as he stood up from his seat, putting the money down on the table before unbuckling his pants. The motion caught the eyes of some nearby tables, which in turn brought more attention Rose's way, but she did her best to ignore them.\n\nAs his pants dropped to his ankles, he motioned for her to turn around with one hand, and she obliged, sliding her hands down her hips and hiking her tail upwards at the base to flaunt her bare loins to him. He responded by drawing close to her back, grabbing her by the hips and grinding up against her, wedging a fuzzy sheath against her rump while teasingly bringing his hands up her sides. She could feel the warmth of his flesh poking against her as his cock emerged from his sheath, and she closed her eyes to better ignore the appreciative stares of the customers around her; their orders might take a bit longer to arrive, but at least they'd have something to watch while they waited.\n\nHe took a moment to feel her up as he ground against her buttocks, squeezing her breasts through the top of her corset. Rose's breaths came more quickly as the attention and the situation kindled her arousal and not just his, and she rocked her hips backwards to press her ass against his shaft, feeling the pointed tip of the canid's cock poking at the underside of her tail.\n\nBut rather than take her like that, he first grabbed onto her shoulders and pushed, forcing her down first onto her knees and then onto her hands as well; he was forceful but not rough, firmly guiding her without causing her any harm. She did as he wished, lowering her upper body while spreading her legs out and raising her tail for him, and he knelt down behind her on the carpet, his hands holding onto her hips. She felt his cocktip prodding against her damp pussylips and she shivered slightly in anticipation, letting out a moan when he slid slowly but smoothly into her folds halfway.\n\nOnly once he had penetrated did he bend over her body, holding her down as his hips began to move, drawing back before pushing his shaft back inside, just a little deeper than last time. Rose moaned out again, forgetting about the audience watching her, fanning her wings out to the sides for stability and curling her tail around the Labrador's waist loosely. Each thrust he made dove deeper into her wet folds, and his grip on her remained firm, asserting himself over her just enough to make it clear who was in charge of the situation.\n\nHis hips met hers with a particularly heavy thrust and she gasped out, eyes shooting open briefly, reminding her of where she was and just how many people were watching. For a moment she shut her eyes tightly and kept still, but as the canine picked up the pace and his hips smacked against her more audibly, she decided it would instead be better to play into the moment – many of the people watching her had been masturbating or in the process of removing clothing to do so, after all. She moaned out with his thrusts, pushing her hips back against him, sneaking in just a few words here and there. A \"yes!\" here, a \"fuck!\" there, a longer groan every so often; something about the fact that she was putting on a show made it even more intense than it otherwise would be.\n\nAnd he certainly wasn't slouching on that front either, grunting and groaning with effort as he pounded her with the entire length of his cock, keeping her held down in a show of dominance. As Rose's stamina wore down all she was aware of was the canine cock fucking her hard and fast, the uninflated knot at the base getting swallowed up by her wet tunnels on each full thrust. Even the club music in the background seemed muted and distant as she lost focus on everything else...\n\nThe only warning she got that he was almost finished was a rapid series of short thrusts, his hands gripping her body harder, before he groaned out and sank into her fully. She let out a cry of surprise when she felt his swelling knot pop into her pussy where it inflated fully, pressing against the wet walls of her pussy as his entire shaft throbbed hard within her. He kept her held in place as he blew his load, ropes of cum splattering her inner walls, and Rose could only tremble and groan from the sensation of feeling the warmth inside of her.\n\nOnce he came down from his peak he panted for breath, his grip on her loosening. \"Sorry, I got a little carried away,\" he muttered with a chuckle as he gave her a pat on the back, and she finally realized the problem as she regained her senses: he was well and truly stuck inside of her. She tried to pull away gently, but his knot was sealed fast inside of her pussy, and she quickly gave up on the attempt.\n\n\"How... how long is this...\" Rose tried to ask between heavy breaths, still partially in a daze.\n\n\"Half an hour?\" he guessed, and he started to get up from his kneeling position with a grunt, pulling Rose's hips just a bit higher. He didn't fully raise, though, and instead freed one leg from the pants around his ankles, allowing him to lift it and turn away from her while still knotted inside of her. Rose groaned and squirmed as his cock shifted around inside of her pussy, while he grabbed onto a chair and pulled it closer so he had something to rest against. For Rose, being facedown and ass-up on the floor wasn't the most comfortable position, but it could be worse...\n\n\"You were great, though,\" he complimented her after a moment of recovery. \"I hope you stick around at this place for a while.\" A glance around indicated he wasn't the only one with that opinion, as several of the masturbating patrons at nearby tables either had cum or were close to it, from the look of things.\n\nShe gave a hum of agreement, her breaths gradually steadying. A couple minutes later, one of Rose's coworkers, a vixen in an identical outfit to Rose's, came by holding a tray of dirty glasses. \"You got knotted, didn't you?\" she teased.\n\n\"Y-yeah...\" Rose admitted sheepishly. \"Sorry...\"\n\nThe fox took it in stride, however, chuckling and swishing her tail. \"Oh, don't worry about it. I'll cover you this time while you're 'unavailable', so long as you pay it forward,\" she remarked with a wink.\n\nRose gave a nod, not that she was in much of a position to argue anyway. \"All right,\" she agreed, and her coworker smirked and turned to head back to the bar, leaving the two behind.\n\nSeveral more minutes went by, and the canine began shifting from foot to foot, a motion that she felt both from his engorged length moving within her as well as his ass brushing against hers; the post-knotting position had them pressed snugly butt-to-butt. \"Would it be easier on your legs if we moved to a booth?\" Rose suggested.\n\n\"Oh, it's not that,\" he told her, glancing over his shoulder at her. \"I think I might have waited a little too long for you to become available... nnh... well, I'll just have to give you a little extra, won't I?\"\n\nBefore she could inquire as to what he meant, she felt it: a surge of warmth directly into her snatch, accompanied by a groan of relief from the canine, as he took the opportunity to piss into her. She groaned out again, not just from the warmth but from the way it poured into the deepest parts of her, thanks to the position they were in with her hips raised. The plentiful urine filled her up readily, and his knot sealed in every last drop, flooding not just her vaginal canal but also her womb with the hot fluid. Panting, she placed one hand over her belly, and close to the end of his release she could feel her belly distending ever so slightly from the full bladder's worth of urine he had just emptied into her.\n\nAfter recovering a little bit, Rose tried to lift the front of her body a little bit. \"Well, I certainly feel much better now,\" the Labrador remarked behind her. \"I think you've earned this.\"\n\nMotion beside Rose's head caught her attention when she heard something hit the carpet. Turning her head, she saw that he hadn't just given her some money – he'd thrown the entire bundle of cash to her, strap and all. After staring at it in shock for a moment, she grabbed hold of it in one hand and held it tightly. \"Th... thank you!\" she blurted out, not sure what more she should say.\n\nHe merely gave a chuckle. \"It's the least I can do with how long I'm going to be hogging you to myself,\" he told her. \"It'll still be a while, so... why don't you tell me about yourself while we wait?\"\n\n--------------------\n\nRose let out a big sigh as she closed the door to her apartment, heading for her bedroom with her purse over her shoulder. Flicking on the light, she immediately began stripping out of her uniform: bunny ears first with one quick motion, then the corset, followed by the fishnets and finally the tie. She was just glad the club provided so many spare outfits, considering how many she went through in one night.\n\nNow naked, she picked her purse back up and opened it up, pulling out the tip money she had earned that night, tossing it onto her bed for the moment. The bundle of money she had earned from the canine stood out from the rest of the pile, and she picked it up, taking off the strap from it, before tossing it back onto the bed, letting the banknotes flutter onto the bedcovers. It was... a lot of money. Twenties, tens, fives, and lots of ones from some of the more minor tips she got throughout the night. It was going to take a lot of time to sort, not to mention some of it might have to be cleaned first given how much some patrons liked sticking notes into her stockings.\n\nThat thought gave her pause, and she opened the top drawer of her dresser, taking out a small metal box and flicking it open. Inside was the money from her first two nights, not sorted, but at least collected into somewhat neat piles. She glanced back to the bed, then to the box, before smirking to herself and dumping the contents of the box onto the bed. The pile of money was all the more impressive, especially considering it was only from three nights, and the more she adjusted to working at the club, the more she was raking in.\n\nTossing the box onto her pillows, Rose grinned and climbed up onto the bed on her knees, straddling the pile of cash. Grabbing handfuls of it, she tossed them over herself, watching them flutter down to the blankets while also feeling them brushing against her bare scales. Sweeping the scattered notes back towards herself with her hands and her tail, she amassed them underneath her body, spreading her legs, lifting her hips up a bit and grinning.\n\nA devious giggle escaped her as she unleashed her bladder and hosed down the money, rustling the bills with her deluge of urine. Earning the money had been its own sort of fun, but this was something else, and she slowly slid her left hand up her body to cup her left breast while rocking her hips to soak the cash even further. Some of it was spraying off and splashing her legs, and the excess was definitely drenching the bedcovers underneath, but she didn't care.\n\nInstead, as she lightly rubbed her middle and ring fingers on her right hand astride her slit, she curled her tail back towards herself and slipped the spade on the end of it into the drenched mound of money. Stirring it up, she tossed and turned the bills about to soak them even more thoroughly under her piss, wiggling her hips a little to make an even greater mess. How much extra money would she get for putting on a show like this at the club? It was an interesting thought...\n\nShe shuffled backwards slightly while still rustling the money with her tail, not caring whenever her stream splashed her own tail. She was just going to take a shower anyway, so what did it matter? Reveling in the moment, she gave a brief disappointed sigh when her bladder ran dry, pushing out a final squirt of urine to fully empty herself before she stood up and surveyed the scene. The money sat amidst a huge wet patch on the blankets, every note and bill visibly wet and glistening from the soaking she had just dealt to it. Her tail swished behind her gleefully as she clasped her hands, dreaming of doing this again next week with what she hoped would be an even bigger pile of cash...\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "With a few deft movements, the gray wolf behind the bar stuck a paper umbrella into the three tallest glasses on the tray, rattling the ice cubes in each one. "All done," he declared, moving on to the next order, and Rose carefully picked up the tray, making sure she had it properly balanced on her right hand before assuming the position. It would have been safer to carry it with two, sure, but it wouldn't have quite the same effect.

After all, the red dragoness wasn't dressed the way she was for warmth or comfort, with most of her body on display. The purple fishnet stockings did almost nothing to cover her legs, and the dark magenta corset's main purpose was to give her breasts more support and push them up. Her arms were bare but for the white cuffs around her wrists, and the black bow tie she wore rested directly against her neck, the bow itself standing out easily against her bright pink ventral scales. The only other part of her 'uniform' was the headband and the pair of black bunny ears attached to the top of it, sticking up above her horns, which were ivory at the base and transitioned to a bright pink at the tip. She kept her wings folded close to her back, and her tail, with the pink heart-shaped spade on the end, would often draw people's eyes as she passed.

The patrons of this particular club were here to feast their eyes on her and the other waitresses just as much as they were to enjoy the drinks. So, with the tray held steady, Rose put her other hand on her hip and departed from the bar, swishing her hips and swaying her tail with each step. Though it was her first night on the job at this particular establishment, she'd done this kind of work before, and knew just the right way to walk to draw the eyes of every table she passed by. When she reached the table whose drinks she held, she made sure to bend over just enough to give them a glimpse into her cleavage as she set the glasses down one by one, and after serving, she turned on the spot with just a tiny pause to let them admire her from behind before she walked off to serve another table.

So far her night had been... fairly normal. She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination or something about the club, but the clients seemed awfully clumsy, as there were a lot of puddles and wet patches of carpet around that had to be from spilled drinks. It also felt like the other waitresses were taking a lot of breaks, as she often caught sight of them out of the corner of her eye as they headed into the back of the nightclub, and they wouldn't return for a while. And at one of the recently-served tables, one of the customers had asked her directly if she needed to pee; she did, yes, but she was sure she'd been able to keep herself from walking oddly while holding it in, so how had they known...? She'd played it off and given them their drinks, but something about the exchange had felt odd, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Heading back to the bar to pick up another tray of drinks, Rose shifted slightly from one foot to the other as the bartender worked his magic. She'd foregone a trip to the bathroom during her earlier breaks deliberately so that she could have some fun of her own with a full bladder on her upcoming break, but it seemed like she was going to be cutting this one close. The last thing she needed was to embarrass herself on her first night at work... and the splashing of liquid as the bartender mixed up the drinks wasn't helping her predicament, either.

A lime wedge for one drink and paper umbrellas for the rest, and the bartender was done. Rose picked up the tray and, despite an unsteady first step from the fullness of her bladder, she set off to make another delivery with a swagger to her step and as much outward confidence as she could muster.

The group at the table was nothing out of the ordinary: four guys and a girl, mostly canids but for one of the guys who was a raccoon instead, all dressed somewhat casually in t-shirts and jeans, or in the woman's case, a short skirt. They were all the way at the back wall of the club, with half the group sitting on a booth while the others had chairs at the opposite side of the table. Pressing her legs together subtly to offset the pressure in her lower abdomen, when Rose arrived she bent over just a bit to set down the drinks, sliding each one towards the recipient.

"And a Blue Stinger for you..." As the woman pulled the glass towards her, Rose reached up to the tray and took the last drink from it, placing it on the table. "And cranberry juice for the designated driver?"

The one sitting closest to her at the booth, a black Labrador, lifted his hand. His gaze was focused on her a lot lower than her face, but Rose paid him no mind; with the way she was dressed, it was both expected and welcomed. "Yep," he confirmed, and she set the drink down in front of him. Just as she was about to turn though, he made eye contact and spoke up again. "Excuse me, miss, what's your name?"

Straightening up, Rose gave him her best smile and answered, "Rose."

"A lovely name for a lovely woman," he complimented her, reaching into his pocket for something. "Perhaps you'd like to stay here with us for a little bit?"

"Thank you, but I..." Rose began, trailing off when she saw what he had pulled out: a roll of money, from which he began casually extracting a few notes.

"Oh, I don't think your employer will mind, there's plenty of other girls who can cover for you," he remarked, one finger subtly playing with the corner of the bills he was holding. "You look like you could use a break, so why not take a seat with us for a bit?"

He scooted over a bit in the booth, and the other guys in his way shifted to make some room. It would be okay, right? It was all part of giving the customers good service, and she'd heard her new boss say something about that earlier, how the service was what would keep people coming back... besides, she wouldn't be there for too long before her break came up anyway.

So, after only a moment of hesitation, Rose took the seat, mildly surprised when the black Labrador put an arm around her, using his other hand to lift his glass. "To Rose, then," he said, and the others around the table lifted their glasses, some of them clinking them together before taking their drinks.

"Thank you," Rose said courteously, doing her best not to squirm openly in the seat as her bladder protested the delay in emptying it.

"No, thank YOU," the Labrador insisted, casually taking one of the bills and slipping it under the top of her corset on the side closest to him. She gave her best smile and a friendly chuckle as he did, and he leaned back against the booth. "So, I haven't seen you around here before, Rose."

She gave him a nod, taking the opportunity to cross her legs in what hopefully looked like a natural motion, pressing her thighs together. "Well, tonight is my first night," she explained.

"Oh?" he inquired, leaning against her a little more, his arm still around her as he rested his hand on her far shoulder. "You carry yourself very well for a newbie!"

Chuckling, she went on, "It's my first night here, but I've worked at other places like this."

"Ahh, I see, I see..."

He continued to make small talk, and though Rose could see out of the corner of her eye that the rest of the table was watching her, nobody else said anything. She felt all the more self-conscious as her bladder continued to strain against its contents, and she couldn't stop herself from shifting and squirming against the faux-leather booth seat, doing her best to hide it. She uncrossed and re-crossed her legs to try to find the most optimal seating position, she clenched her abdominal muscles to resist the urine trying to escape from her, and she rocked from side to side in what she hoped was a more playful-looking manner than it really was, but...

"Having some trouble over there?" the girl, a collie, asked.

Embarrassed, Rose tried to play it cool and gave a short laugh. "Oh, I'm fine," she lied, "But I do need to be getting back to work, I don't want my boss to get upset..."

She started to shift out of the booth, only for the Labrador to grab onto her wrist. "Hey, there's no need to rush," he insisted, and his free hand held up a couple more notes from the roll of money, rubbing them together temptingly.

Biting her lip, Rose hesitated. The generous tip was certainly tempting, but with the way she was squirming about, it had to be obvious why she needed to go – and where. They way they were all looking at her, the Labrador's smirk as he offered her more money to stay... it couldn't be deliberate, could it? No, she was just imagining things...

"If you insist," Rose conceded, shuffling back to where she had been sitting before. "But I... I really can't stay for too long..."

Chuckling, the Labrador reached over and slid both bills into the top of her fishnet stockings, giving them a gentle pat afterwards. "Don't worry, I don't think you'll have to stay for very long," he told her in an oddly playful tone. "I'm having a lovely time, what about you all?"

The rest of the table gave a mixture of muttered agreements, and for a moment Rose was sure she saw one of them holding their phone, but when she looked again, she saw nothing. "Good, I'm glad," Rose told them, masking her shifting in her seat by pretending to lean against the Labrador, who put his arm around her again. "Are you sure you don't want any refills on your drinks...?"

"We're good," the Labrador insisted without even glancing at the others, and none of them disagreed. "Right now, I'm a lot more interested in you!"

Flustered, Rose murmured some thanks. He really was being nice to her, but her need to piss was getting unbearable. She could feel a pang of desperation every half-minute or so, and it was getting stronger each time, and harder to fight off...

"What other talents do you have?" he inquired. "Can you sing?"

"Not... particularly well," Rose admitted sheepishly.

"Unfortunate, but can you dance, perhaps? I could pay you quite well for a dance..."

"M-Maybe later," Rose deflected. At any other time she would have been happy to take these special requests, but right now she wanted to make a run for the bathroom! It was getting bad enough that she wasn't sure she'd even be able to make it all the way into the back of the club, she'd have to duck into the customer bathrooms...

He gave a chuckle and took a sip from his drink. "Well, perhaps you could make some recommendations on drinks?" he asked. "Cranberry juice is all well and good, but perhaps you have some other non-alcoholic offerings you could suggest?"

"Oh, yes, certainly. Well, we have the classics like Virgin Maries and Shirley Temples. We have some of our own special cocktails, too." Seeing an opportunity to escape, she offered, "I can go and fetch a drink menu for you, if you'd like."

"I'd have no idea what to pick just looking at the menu, what would you recommend?"

"W-well..." Rose's body tensed as she fought off another spasm in her bladder; she was almost at her limit. "I-it's my first day, remember, I haven't memorized the entire menu yet. I'll be right back, I promise!"

She hurriedly shuffled out of the booth and stood up, only for the raccoon to lean over and hold his hand out to block her. "Wait, miss, before you go!"

Rose had to stand with her legs pressed together all the way down to her knees, trembling in place, putting on the best smile she could. "Y-yes, what is it?" she asked, knowing that she was at her breaking point. Yet... the table was still watching her, and they were definitely smirking, and the tails of the canids seemed to be wagging.

"Before I forget, you see," the raccoon began, "There's something I've been wondering about this place. I hope it's okay to ask, it just came to me and..."

As he continued to ramble, Rose gave a tiny little squeak, feeling her bladder trying to void itself – and partly succeeding, as despite clenching her muscles, she felt a tiny splash of wetness against the inside of her corset. She hoped it wouldn't be noticeable, but with her standing up, her crotch would be easily seen by all of them...

"...so anyway, basically I was just curious, has there ever been a time when, you know..."

"I-I'm sorry, I have to-" Rose began, but it was too late.

The moment she took a step to try and make her exit, the dam broke. She froze in place and couldn't stop herself from letting out a sharp gasp of surprise as piss gushed from her slit against the inside of the bottom of her outfit, and in reflex she put both hands between her legs in a futile and completely ineffectual attempt to stop the flow. Panic overcame her so much that she couldn't move at all, closing her eyes and panting as piss poured down the insides of her legs, soaking the fishnet stockings on the way down.

Her embarrassment was immeasurable, worried intensely about the fact that she was pissing herself in the middle of the club floor. Much of the background conversation near her had ceased, which meant there had to be several, maybe dozens of tables nearby all watching her as she trembled, drenching her hands and legs in her own urine. There was so much that even with copious drips falling from her hands, it still poured all the way down past her knees, over her shins and calves, and into her shoes. Throughout it all, Rose couldn't speak or move, just pant for breath, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as her bladder voided itself violently and refused to obey her attempts to stop the cascade of piss.

It had to have been a full minute, maybe more, before she finally ran dry, though her lower body was anything but. Her inner thighs were completely wet, her hands dripping, her lower legs totally soaked, and there was a puddle on the floor below her, with her shoes so flooded that every little shift of her body made them squish under her feet. Her panic remained, but shifted; maybe if she apologized and explained to the manager what happened before the customers did, she might be able to keep her job...

...but when she opened her eyes, she noticed that they weren't repulsed. Far from it: the table that had stalled her for so long were all staring intently. One of the canids had his phone out and had seemingly recorded the whole thing, while the one woman at the table had her hand under her skirt, and the Labrador had one hand down his jeans, which he had unzipped. Surprised, Rose glanced around: the other tables were even more appreciative and unashamed of their enjoyment of the show – recording her, masturbating, or sometimes both. And not always subtly, either, as she saw at least two patrons with their cocks out and slowly stroking themselves, as well as one male rabbit who was in the final throes of an orgasm that was sending cum splattering onto the floor, while two felines at another booth were fingering each other under the table as they watched her.

And, as she stood there, shocked and dripping, realization finally came to Rose. The puddles on the carpet she had seen earlier hadn't been spilled drinks at all, and the patrons asking if she had needed to pee had been hoping for a private show. Her coworkers were likely taking so many breaks so they could clean up... and probably to refill as well from the drinks dispenser in the staff area.

The final bit of proof came as the Labrador chuckled and counted a few more bills from his roll of money. "Lovely show, Rose," he complimented, standing up and approaching her. She watched as he folded the notes into a V shape and slid them into her cleavage, his other hand holding up his unzipped pants to ensure they didn't fall down. "I hope we get to see you again some night."

For a moment, Rose was speechless, but then managed to collect herself and give him a smile, despite how overwhelmed she felt in the moment. "I-I'm glad you enjoyed it," she told him, letting go of her loins, seeing the gazes of the patrons nearby flick down to where her outfit was utterly soaked with piss, the fabric visibly darkened. "I hope I'll see you again too!" she added, and gave him a little bow, before turning and making her way to the back to clean up, taking note of all the appreciative looks she was getting as she walked with her legs still soaked in her own piss.

Just before she got to the door to the staff area, she passed by the bar. The bartender smirked and gave her a nod. "Attagirl, I knew you'd fit right in here," he told her.

Rose chuckled and smirked as she pushed the door open with her shoulder. Yes, this job was going to be even better than she had thought it would be.

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Now aware of exactly why the back of the club had so many towels, spare outfits, and a huge laundry bin on wheels, once she had cleaned herself up Rose headed back out to continue her shift, walking past a completely piss-drenched coworker on the way. "Lucky her..." Rose murmured to herself with a smirk, heading for the bar to see if any orders were ready to be delivered.

She also became more acutely aware of certain things in the club now that she was aware of its secret. By looking under the tables more often than before, she caught sight of patrons casually rubbing or touching themselves, and by paying more attention to the other serving girls, she spotted them providing a lot more intimate services to the customers on occasion. Flashing the customers, putting on shows, and quite often, saving the patrons a trip to the bathrooms – even if it did send the waitress to the backroom afterwards.

A few of the tables she served after getting back out complimented her for her 'fine act' earlier, mentioning how convincing her desperation had been. At the first table, Rose tried to explain she really had been desperate, only for the patrons to remark about how committed she was to the 'act'; after that, she took the compliments in stride and played along to provoke more laughs and smiles from the customers. That was her real job after all, to ensure everyone who visited the club had a good time... even if she had to do so in unusual ways.

A little while later, she had another tray of drinks and a basket of nachos for a table of two, sat somewhat close to the bar. With the tray loaded up, she made her way over with one hand on her hip and the tray held high, catching the attention of the pair of ferrets sitting at the table in question. At a glance, Rose had to assume it was a guy bringing his girlfriend on a date – both of them had similar patterns with the typical 'mask' of dark fur around their eyes, but the guy's fur was dark brown with white highlights while she had a much lighter shade of brown for her fur. The woman also had left her purse on the table, and it looked to Rose like an expensive one at that. Given its... specialty, the club did seem like a bit of an odd place to bring a girlfriend to, but that wasn't really any of her business.

One drink, then the other, and then the nachos; Rose placed them down carefully and courteously before straightening up. "Can I help you with anything else?" Rose offered, giving a smile to the woman first and then to the man.

"Yes, actually," the male ferret replied, and Rose gave him her full attention. "Could you tell me what beers you serve here?"

It was an odd request to get after already giving him a drink, but perhaps he was just planning ahead. "Certainly," Rose replied, and began to list off all the beers she knew they had available. About five drinks into the list, though, she suddenly felt a splash against her leg, and cut herself off mid-sentence. Turning her head, Rose was surprised to find herself face-to-face with the ferret lady, who had a smug smirk on her face, her left hand holding up her skirt to reveal she was going commando underneath. Rose had been so focused on the guy that she hadn't noticed the ferret getting so close to her – close enough, in fact, that there was less than an inch between the other woman's pussy and Rose's thigh, which was currently being soaked in ferret urine.

The ferret's stream didn't have very much forward velocity, going almost straight down, but with how close she was standing it barely mattered. Taken off-guard, Rose was more surprised than anything else, and reflexively began, "Um, excuse me, miss..."

"Oh! Yes, sorry," the ferret exclaimed, reaching out with her free hand to search inside her purse on the table, pulling out a folded banknote and casually slipping it between Rose's corset and her right breast. With a confident "There you go," she then immediately assumed her previous position like nothing had happened, and all while continuing to pee the entire time.

Rose glanced around; several nearby tables were taking note and watching. Her fishnets did very little to absorb the piss cascading down her leg, and it took very little time for it to reach her shoe, soaking it through. Saying the first thing that came to mind, Rose asked, "Are you comfortable, miss?"

"Oh, extremely," the customer replied, flashing a wide grin at Rose before giving an incredibly exaggerated sigh of relief. Rose could feel the warmth of the pee pouring all the way down her leg, spreading out more the further down it got, while her already soaked shoe was soon fully flooded, and she was sure piss was leaking out of it and onto the carpet.

A few seconds later, Rose regained her composure. This was normal for the club, right? She could still see several other patrons nearby enjoying the show – most simply watching, several recording, and a few masturbating. So, with a smile, Rose turned her head back to the other ferret who was still in his seat, albeit closely watching his girlfriend finish spraying Rose's leg in pee. The stream soon came to an abrupt end, and Rose felt another splash as the ferret forced out the last of it, giving a satisfied exhale.

"As I was saying," Rose said, catching the man's attention as the woman calmly returned to her seat, "We also have a few craft beers..." Picking up where she left off, she acted as normal even as she felt the piss on her scales gradually cooling off.

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Rose inhaled the cool night air as she pushed open the back door of the club and stepped outside, still in her bunny girl outfit – she could change out of it once she got home. This late at night, technically early in the morning, it was very quiet, with only the occasional distant sound of a car breaking the stillness of the air.

She began fumbling in her purse for her car keys, rummaging around past all the loose bills she had earned in tips, idly glancing around as she did. The parking lot behind the club had almost completely emptied out, with only the staff's cars still there, and even then many of them had already left – Rose had been kept slightly late by the manager reviewing her 'exemplary' performance for her first day. To her left was a strip of grass separating the club's lot from the parking lot of the next building over, and to her right was just more of the parking lot, with a pair of glowing red eyes staring at her out of the darkness beyond where the exterior lights reached. Making her way towards–

As the delayed realization hit her, she turned her head sharply back to the right. The eyes were still there, and they were moving closer.

Rose turned and ran in the opposite direction; she would have gone back in the club, but the door didn't open from the outside. She heard extremely heavy footsteps behind her getting closer very rapidly; she barely made it to the grassy divider between the two parking lots before something hard shoved her from behind. Though it didn't hurt her, she lost her balance and fell forwards onto the grass, dropping her purse.

Turning her head to look behind her, she was very surprised to get a better look at what turned out to be a huge robotic canine standing on four digitigrade legs, staring back at her with its glowing red eyes. Most of its body was dark gray, with yellow highlights as well as a series of bright yellow spikes running down its back, and on the sides of the pointed canine ears on its head. Despite the situation, the way it was regarding her didn't seem hostile – or at least, the fact that she was essentially helpless and yet it was merely staring at her made her feel like she wasn't in any immediate danger.

It took a leisurely step closer, yet didn't climb over her, instead merely standing by her side, keeping its eyes locked with hers the entire time. More astounded than anything else – what was a robotic dog doing here, especially this late at night? – she stared at its face plate, until movement in the corner of her eye caught her attention. Looking back further, she saw the robot's long tail sweeping back and forth, the end of it bearing a large, curved, black steel blade.  

But her gaze quickly shifted to between its legs. There, a canid shaft hung, though the robot's was made of dark silicone with evenly spaced vertical yellow highlights running along the length of its shaft all the way to the large knot at the base, with its synthetic scrotum held close to its loins. As she stared, it lifted its rear left leg up high, the robotic dog's cock switching from a completely flaccid state to become stiff and straight enough to point directly towards her body within just two seconds; clearly, the robot was in complete control of its own anatomy.

While still marveling at that, Rose was caught off-guard when a bright yellow fluid sprayed from its cock and struck her just above the base of her tail. She let out a cry of surprise from how hot it felt against her scales in the cold nighttime air, not unlike the feeling of stepping into a hot shower. There was substantial force behind the stream as well, and innumerable stray droplets sprayed off from the point of impact on her body. Though the majority of the fluid poured down her back and rump onto the grass below her, much of the rest of her back, tail, and upper legs were soaked from proximity to the sheer power and volume of its stream.

And, not merely content with spraying just one part of her, the robot shifted its weight, twisting its lower body to adjust the angle of his stream as it pleased. It sent the hot yellow liquid splashing up her back all the way to her shoulders, drenching the back of her head as well as her arms with the splash-back. Panting softly, she kept herself still, unsure what else to really do in the situation, shivering as it changed its aim again to bring his spray of piss back down her back, hosing down her rump this time.

She couldn't suppress a moan as the hot fluid poured under her tail, soaking the crotch of her outfit, and her tail lifted up in reflex from the wet heat against her pussy. Within moments it began pissing at her loins directly, and she gasped and shivered from feeling the powerful spray of liquid directly striking her sensitive nethers, drenching her slit even through the thin fabric covering it, the excess spraying off to drench her inner thighs.

And then, as suddenly as it had begun, its stream came to an end. Bewildered, Rose turned her head to look back again in time to see its cock go completely limp in less time than it took for her to draw another breath and let it out. It lowered its leg, crouched down as if to pounce, and then sprung into the air, leaping ahead of her and dashing off into the darkness.

Rose blinked in disbelief, still dripping in piss that was steaming in the cool air, trying to process what had just happened. 'Did I just get peed on by a robot?' she thought to herself, looking back at her own body, soaked yet again for the... fourth time tonight? Fifth? She wasn't sure. Raising her head as she got to her feet, she tried to catch sight of it, but it was too dark to see much further than the edge of the parking lot, and the robot was long gone.

"It could have at least left a tip," Rose grumbled as she picked up her purse and made her way, dripping, towards her car.

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Rose's second night on the job was going quite smoothly so far. It had almost resembled a normal job at the start of her shift; it seemed the customers only started getting saucy later into the night, so initially she was merely taking orders and bringing food and drink to the tables. Any sense of normalcy quickly vanished when one customer asked her to piss in his pint glass to refill it, and shortly after that another asked her to kneel down so he could pee on her breasts.

After providing extra service to a few more patrons between all the regular parts of her work, Rose got to take her first break – beyond merely heading into the back room to change and towel off. This time, after stashing all the money from her tips so far, she returned to the bar to take a load off there, getting up onto one of the bar stools and waving down the bartender.

"What'll it be?" the wolf asked upon his arrival. On the one hand, she got free drinks while she was working; on the other, the boss's rules stated that the staff couldn't have anything alcoholic until they were off duty for the night.

Rose leaned on the bar and gave the bartender a thoughtful look. "Surprise me."

With deft hands he took a glass and grabbed a few bottles, adding a splash of this and a measure of that to the mixer. One half-scoop of ice and a good shake later, he poured the resulting concoction into a glass for Rose, topping it with a paper umbrella, and she lifted the glass delicately to take a taste. It had a combination of fruity flavors she couldn't quite identify, but it was definitely refreshing, and she gave a hum of approval as she set the glass down.

"You're very good," she complimented him. "Where did you learn all this?"

He chuckled and began to chat with her between pouring and mixing drinks for other customers while Rose idly sipped on her drink. The gray wolf was certainly a charming fellow, his fur impeccably groomed, and his neatly pressed white shirt and the black bow tie made him look even more handsome. She pressed her legs together fully from thighs to feet as some idle thoughts crossed her mind, only half paying attention to the wolf's words as he told her about a bar he had been to in a foreign country somewhere...

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted and she let out a gasp when she felt wetness against her right heel, sharply turning her head. A patron she had brought a drink to earlier was standing right behind her: a tall, wingless green dragon with dark green markings on his forearms, lower legs, chest, and the top of his head. He had casually opened up his jeans to expose his slit and the teal tip of his cock peeking out from it, a heavy stream of urine spraying under the stool she was sitting on and splashing against the back of her right foot, running down it and soaking into her shoes.

"Gorgon..." the bartender chided, leaning on the bar, as he casually glanced over it at the patron pissing on the stunned Rose, "The lady is on her break."

"Oh!" Gorgon exclaimed with surprise – though he didn't stop pissing on her feet, shifting slightly to spray the left one. "I didn't realize."

Rose gave a defeated sigh and leaned forwards, but kept her feet still for him. The warm fluid had already drenched her feet and was soaking through her shoes; she was going to have to get another pair from the back after this. Behind her she heard rustling, and Gorgon's right hand caught her attention as he leaned past her – causing his piss stream to wobble and splash both of her ankles – as he put a banknote down on the bar. "Bartender, get her a refill, would you please?"

The wolf had his muzzle lowered slightly to hide his smirk from Gorgon, but Rose could still see it. "Absolutely, sir," he replied, mixing the drink as Gorgon remained behind her. He had already completely saturated the inner linings of her shoes, and even though he switched back and forth between them, the excess fluid was leaking out through them and dripping down onto the carpet below the bar stool.

His stream came to an end and she then heard him zipping up his jeans. "Sorry for interrupting your break, I'll have to catch you again at a better time!" he told her before walking away like nothing had happened.

Rose turned her head to watch him wander back to his table, then picked up her drink and drained the rest of it. "Does this kind of thing happen often?" she asked the bartender.

"Very," he replied with a touch of amusement, finishing the drink with another paper umbrella and sliding it towards her. He then moved his hand out to the money Gorgon had left, and instead of taking it himself, he slid it closer towards her. "But it's not a bad thing, is it?"

Rose picked up the bill, looking at it thoughtfully. "No, it isn't," she agreed with a small smirk. "I'll be right back." She got up from the bar stool, only for both of her shoes to make a loud, wet squish when she stood up, more of Gorgon's piss leaking out and onto the carpet. But with a pleased smirk, she made her way through the staff-only doors beside the bar, leaving a wet footprint behind with every audibly damp step.

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After changing into a fresh pair of shoes, cleaning up, and finishing her break, Rose got back to work. The familiarity of ferrying glasses and plates to and fro helped balance out the occasional odd yet well-paying requests from the patrons that more often than not required her to go change her outfit again afterwards.

Even with the club's apparent specialty, Rose still had a few customers who never seemed to ask for any special service. Maybe they just really liked the drinks, maybe they got to indulge when she wasn't looking, or maybe they preferred to watch instead of engage directly. She didn't know which and it really wasn't her business to pry as long as they paid the bill, but she had to wonder if there were some sketchier reasons for patrons to come by the club. The bouncers did an excellent job of keeping trouble out, though, and were quick to remove it any time it came up. The serving girls like herself didn't have to do anything they didn't want to, which explained why she was able to get through most of her first day without any issues.

She'd thought she'd been serving one of those mysterious patrons at first: sitting at a booth in the very back corner of the club where it was hardest to see, a cervine and a dragon were discussing... something. The buck was fairly normal as far as deer went, while the dragon's visible scales were sky blue with a turquoise front, and the fin at the end of his tail indicated he was some sort of water dragon. Both of them were dressed in black clothes and trench coats, and abruptly stopped talking any time she approached them. But they didn't cause any trouble, and eventually the cervine got up and left, so Rose went over once again to collect the empty glasses if nothing else.

This time, though, when she approached, the dragon was far more talkative. "Hey there," he greeted her, giving her a nod. A single long whisker ending in a tuft of teal fur hung from each side of his snout, and he flashed a grin at her as she stopped by his table. "Sorry for being so curt earlier. Mind telling me your name?"

"Rose," she replied politely.

"Good to meet you, Rose, I'm Shiu. I hate to be rude to the girls here, but business comes before pleasure. Speaking of which, I haven't seen you here before."

She tilted her head slightly to one side. "You're a regular?" she inquired, "I just started working here yesterday."

"I come by now and then when the mood strikes," he answered evasively, lifting his glass and draining it before putting it down and sliding it towards her. "Would you mind getting me a refill?"

"Of course," she replied, taking the glass and heading back to the bar. After tending to a few more tables she returned to him with the fresh drink in one hand and set it down in front of him. "Anything else I can get you?"

He flashed a broad grin at her in response, his whiskers perking up, and he reached into an inner pocket on his trench coat. "Actually, yes, now that I've got you all to myself. Perhaps you can give me some special service?"

It seemed clear enough what he was after when he pulled out not just several banknotes but also a single wrapped condom, holding them where she could see with a smirk on his face. As she stared, he fanned out the money and waved it subtly to entice her, and she felt a little flustered, holding one hand near her chest. "Oh, I, I actually don't know if I'm allowed to have sex with–" she began.

"You are, but that's not quite what I'm after tonight," he interrupted, grinning at her again. "I just want you to help save me a bathroom trip. What do you say?" Knowing that it was something more in line with the 'special service' she had already given made her a little more open to the idea, and she nodded. "Perfect," Shiu replied, setting the money and the condom down on the table and sliding them over towards her. "Well, get on your knees, then," he instructed.

She eagerly obliged, kneeling down on the carpet next to the table, while he stood up and undid his pants, opening them up at the front. Rose was caught momentarily off-guard when Shiu flopped his cock directly onto her muzzle, and she pulled her head back in reflex as he chuckled, putting his hands on his hips and shifting side to side to make his endowments wobble in front of her face. "Put the condom on."

Tearing the wrapper open, Rose fished out the condom and held it between her left index and middle fingers while she held Shiu's cock with her right. The dragon's generous cock was the same turquoise as his ventral scales, and she rolled back the forescales to expose the tip so she could try to put the latex covering on. It took a few tries on account of him being flaccid – but he didn't remain so for very long with her handling his shaft, and as soon as he was half-hard she managed to get the condom on him, rolling it down as far as it would go.

"Perfect," he murmured, looking down at her with a smirk. "Now hold it steady." He put his own hands behind his head, seemingly uncaring for all the nearby patrons who were turning in their seats to watch the show. Rose did as asked, staring at the tip of his cock through the thin layer of latex covering it, and right after Shiu groaned softly, his piss gushed into the condom and began swelling it outward like a balloon. Weighed down by the fluid within it as it expanded, it hung closer and closer to Rose's face, until the lubricated latex touched the end of her snout.

She couldn't help but draw a breath when it did, surprised by how warm his piss was through the condom. The expanding latex deformed around her muzzle as he continued to fill it, the water dragon taking deep breaths while his bladder emptied, sometimes hamming it up with an exaggerated groan of relief. The bigger it got, the slower it grew, right in front of Rose's eyes, and as the latex was stretched more it became more translucent. Through the colored material she could make out the end of Shiu's cock and the urethra at the end wide open as his piss continued to pour into the flooded condom; but it wasn't made to hold so much fluid, and as it wobbled on her muzzle, she noticed that part of it looked thinner than the rest around it...

She closed her eyes just in time as the condom reached its limit and split open, its contents all splashing onto her face at once in a heavy deluge. Compared to just having a patron pee on her directly, this was more like having a bucket dumped on her head; the warm piss splashed over her face, chest, belly, and lap all one after another, completely drenching her in under a second and leaving her kneeling in a puddle of piss. Meanwhile, the remainder of his urine stream splashed against her muzzle as he chuckled and remarked, "Oops. I guess that's why you don't buy the cheap ones, huh?"

It only took him a few more seconds before he finished relieving himself, forcing out a final extra splash of piss onto her front. Dripping all down her front, Rose opened one eye cautiously and then the other, her hand still holding his semi-erect cock. He was grinning broadly down at her, leaning on the table with one hand. "Well, I think you did an excellent job," he told her. "Maybe next time I'll bring some more money so I can get even more special service from you."

Staring at his cock a moment longer, she pulled the remnants of the popped condom off of it and stood up. This was still far beyond the favors she'd done the guests so far... but her eyes flicked down to the money still spread out on the table, and she scooped it up with one hand surreptitiously. "O-of course," she replied, vaguely aware of how many nearby patrons were still watching her. "Anything else I can do for you?"

He slid back into his seat, picking up his drink with one hand, and raised it to her in a mock toast. "Nope, that'll be all. Have a good night," he told her with a wink. Sipping from his glass, Rose was left to make her way, dripping copiously, towards the staff area behind the bar.

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As it got closer to closing time, things began to wind down at the club. Rose felt less rushed off her feet and was able to take a more leisurely pace, catering to some of the more elaborate requests of the club's guests, and earning herself many more tips as a result.

With only fifteen minutes left, the bartender made a last call for drinks, and Rose grabbed a spray bottle and cloth to get a head-start on the cleaning of the tables in the mostly-empty club. Only mostly-empty, though, as there were still a few customers around, both those heading to the bar or remaining at their tables to finish the drinks they already had... or in one case, a customer off in a booth getting an under-the-table blowjob from one of Rose's coworkers.

She was becoming pretty used to the openness of the club, and nonchalantly gave the scene only a few small glances as she gave each table a wipe down in the area she was covering, glancing around after each one in case a customer wanted to get her attention. There was only one person who hadn't gone to the bar in her section, though: an indigo-scaled snake whose gender Rose couldn't determine, with a violet chest and a cobra hood that was purple on the inside.

One of the better-dressed patrons Rose had seen that night, they had a white fur jacket on that was open at the front, over a black dress that went from their shoulders to just above their knees. Sitting with their legs crossed, they had a pair of high-heeled black boots on their feet, and a pair of large earrings on the right side of their hood, leaving Rose musing to herself if they still counted as ear piercings while she wiped the table. She'd served the snake a few exotic drinks earlier, but other than that her interactions with them had been normal.

The snake looked up from their phone and gave her a glance as she moved to the row adjacent to theirs to begin cleaning the tables there. Rose began spraying the table, but just as she pressed the cloth against the table, out of the corner of her eye she saw the well-dressed patron raise a hand slightly to wave her over. She lifted her gaze, and they called out just loudly enough to be heard, "Whenever you're ready, I'm good to pay."

"Sure thing, I'll be with you in just a second," Rose promised with a smile. Turning back to the table to finish what she'd started, she began wiping it, but there was a stubborn stain on the top of it where something sticky had dried – probably sauce from someone's chicken wings. Frowning, she leaned in closer, bending over to continue scrubbing at it with more force, making gradual progress that was interrupted when she felt someone press up against her from behind. They put both hands on her rump and pushed the bottom of her outfit aside, and just as Rose looked back over her shoulder to see the snake standing right behind her, she felt not one, but two tapered cocktips, one above the other, pressing up against her pussy.

Taking two cocks at once would have normally been quite a challenge for her, but the tapered shape of the twin lengths sliding into her made it much more reasonable as the cobra pushed both dicks in halfway, making Rose gasp and grip the edge of the table. "Oh, don't mind me, just hitting the can before I leave," they told Rose with a smirk, flicking their forked teal tongue out teasingly. Two thin, hard streams of urine erupted within Rose's vaginal tunnels and hosed them down as the snake began emptying their bladder, their eyes lidding slightly as they urged, "Keep going, I didn't mean to interrupt..."

Rose felt incredibly flustered by both the cocks in her slit and the warmth spreading within her as their pee sprayed deep into her pussy. None of the patrons had been this forward with her before! But she wasn't particularly opposed to it, even if it did make it hard to concentrate as she wiped the cleaning cloth back and forth over the polished surface of the table. The pair of cocks didn't plug her fully so it didn't take long before the excess piss was pouring back out of her in a thick dream down to the carpet between her legs, some of the warm fluid spilling down her inner thighs and soaking her fishnets. Not all of it spilled out from her, though, and she could feel the warmth of their urine coating her vaginal canal, some of it spraying against her cervix.

Trying to keep her composure, Rose bent forward, reaching out and stretching to the far end of the table she was trying to wipe down. The movement caused the snake's cocks to slip out from her pussy; they exclaimed "Whoops!" and pushed their hips forward again, spraying piss under her tail and over her netherlips, making her gasp out. With how far she was bent forward, some of the stream splashed her belly as well, soaking the front of her corset. It was only for a brief moment, but then as they tried to re-enter, her eyes widened further; their aim was slightly off and the upper cocktip was pressed up against her sphincter instead.

If the cobra noticed, they didn't seem to mind, and pushed forwards anyway, sliding one pissing shaft back into Rose's slit while the other one eased into her rear entrance. She trembled a little against the table as pee gushed into both holes at once, while the patron behind her pushed their hips forward to gradually sink both cocks into her as deep as they could get. They gave a long and exaggerated sigh accompanied by a low serpentine hiss while they drained what was left in their bladder into her, while Rose's legs shook and she had to hold herself up on the table. Though the golden fluid spraying deep into Rose's slit mostly poured back out, some of it made it through into her womb, and her anal ring was snug enough around their upper cock to form a seal that kept every drop of piss in her ass held there.

It took several seconds once their streams started to weaken for them to completely trickle off, but they didn't pull out right away, clenching to get one last spray of piss into her. They kept their left hand on Rose's rump and ground up against her, making her groan quietly, rocking her hips back to them subconsciously. But rather than take it further, the snake instead dropped a small bundle of cash onto the cleaned table, patting her on the butt as they finally pulled both shafts out from her.

"Keep the change, you earned it," they teased, sneaking in one last squeeze before turning away from her and heading back to their seat.

Rose was left dumbfounded for a moment, still dripping urine from her pussy, taking several breaths to regain her bearings before straightening up a bit. The money was definitely more than enough to pay the snake's tab, and when she glanced over it seemed they were already sashaying their way to the front door, hips and tail swishing with every step. So, after Rose finished cleaning the last bits of the table and seats she had been too distracted to get to, she grabbed the bundle of bills and made her way back to the bar – she could finish cleaning the tables after cleaning herself up once again.

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"Waitress?"

Rose turned her head back towards the bar, and almost missed the person who had made the request – a sky-blue kobold sitting in one of the bar stools wearing just a t-shirt and a short skirt, a purse slung over her shoulder, her body mostly blocked from sight by the larger body of the bear next to her. She was easily half Rose's size, but kobolds were naturally short, and she was sure if she was at the bar that she'd already had her ID checked.

Unsure why she was being called to the bar, Rose set down her empty plastic tray before coming over. "Yes, may I help you?"

The kobold's courage seemed to falter, and she glanced away, poking her fingers together. "U-um..." she began, only for the bartender to lean over to 'help' her.

"She'd like to make a special request of you," the wolf told Rose. The kobold whined and put her hands over her face, extremely flustered, and Rose blinked, feeling oddly flattered.

"What kind of special request?" Rose asked, putting on her most friendly tone. "Whatever it is, I'm sure I've heard weirder," she promised, deciding not to add that this was only her third night on the job.

The kobold lowered her hands and looked up and down Rose's body, trying to ignore the other nearby patrons at the bar starting to watch her. "Um, well..." she tried again, then gestured for Rose to come closer. Obligingly, Rose walked over, bending down to put the side of her head right in front of the kobold's mouth. "Can you... pee in me?"

Rose blinked and stood up. "I'm afraid I don't really have the right anatomy for that," she explained, tugging the bottom of her outfit aside to visibly demonstrate by showing the kobold her bare vulva.

The kobold only grew more flustered as Rose flashed her, squirming in her seat at the bar. "I-I know," she said quietly, "But I was hoping you could just..."

She trailed off, and Rose raised an inquiring eyebrow while glancing at the bartender, but he had already moved on to serve another patron. The kobold turned away from the bar and leaned back against its edge, spreading out her legs and revealing an already-damp pair of white panties, looking up at Rose expectantly. When Rose continued to stare, mystified and tilting her head to one side, the kobold raised her hands, extended the index and middle fingers on each, and brought them together in a scissoring motion, all while glancing aside and wiggling in embarrassment.

As Rose understood the shy kobold's request, she nodded and smiled. Answering the nonverbal question with "Oh, yes, I see. Of course!" she reached out with her right hand and hooked a finger under the waistband of the kobold's panties, starting to tug them downwards. The customer didn't protest, though her breaths did start to come faster, and as Rose pulled the undergarment down to the kobold's ankles she could see just how wet the patron already was, her pussy glistening under the bar's lights.

Pulling one foot back out from her panties, the kobold let the undergarment dangle from her other ankle as she spread her legs apart, gripping the stool with one hand while leaning on the bar itself to stay steady. Rose drew closer and swung one leg up high, catching the attention of more patrons at the bar from the motion, and straddled one of the kobold's legs while reaching out and grasping her by the shoulders. Lowering her hips, she watched the kobold's eyes close and felt her squirm when their pussies made contact, unable to stop herself from smirking at the patron's reaction.

Rose did grind briefly against her, just enough to make sure she was lined up right, both ladies' netherlips kissing and getting smeared with the kobold's nectar. Drawing a deep breath, Rose did her best to relax, feeling a mix of emotions: on the one hand the way the kobold was getting so flustered was encouraging, but she was also aware of everyone at and near the bar stopping to watch. Closing her eyes, she put them out of her mind, exhaling deeply and focusing instead on her release...

It took another few moments before a warm tingling in Rose's loins preceded a surprised and happy squeak from the kobold when Rose began emptying her bladder. Initially she was slightly off-target and was spraying piss onto the kobold's lap, soaking her sky-blue underside, but one quick shift of her hips and Rose managed to properly align herself. She knew she was in the right position when the kobold suddenly gave a longer moan, legs trembling; Rose's stream was gushing into the kobold's vaginal canal, spraying against her inner walls. Some of the hot fluid flowed back out, running between the two to pour down the kobold's inner thigh and onto the bar stool, but a lot of it instead gushed deeper into her body.

The kobold tried to lie down as much as she could on the bar stool, gripping the edges of it with her hands for support, attempting to even out her lower body so the piss would stay inside her. For her part, Rose pressed her loins to the kobold's a little more firmly in an attempt to minimize the spillage, a tactic that seemed to work as the woman under her gasped out in response and brought her legs closer together around Rose's body. "O-ooh, it's so warm...!" the kobold gasped out, panting heavily, feeling Rose's urine flowing deeper into her.

By the time Rose finished, the kobold was panting heavily, eyes closed tightly. Sitting up just a little bit, she brought one hand to her belly and rubbed at it, enjoying the warmth inside of her. Rose let her savor it for just a moment before asking, "May I stand up...?"

"O-oh, yes!" the kobold squeaked, finally opening her eyes and looking up at Rose, a little unfocused. Rose lifted her hips and some of her piss spilled out across the kobold's loins and undertail, and in response she brought her legs together to try and hold in as much of it as she could, squeezing her thighs together tightly before sitting up.

"Glad I could be of service," Rose told her with a smile, but before she could leave, the kobold piped up again.

"W-wait, wait! Here... th-thank you, that was... really..." Though she couldn't quite finish her sentence out loud, the kobold dug into her purse and pulled out a handful of bills that she offered up to Rose. "H-here, this is for you."

Rose's eyes widened: it was quite a generous tip from the look of it. "Thank you very much," she said as she took the money, stuffing the bills partway under her corset.

"Oh, thank YOU!" the kobold replied, still looking flustered, but smiling widely and wagging her tail as she rubbed her belly again with one hand. "You really made my night! I hope I see you again!"

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It was a busy night, and for a little while at its peak it felt to Rose that the moment she returned to the bar, some order of drinks or food was ready to carry off to another table. Then she'd end up taking an order on the way back, and repeating the cycle. Back and forth she went, only stopping to provide a different sort of 'refill' for a table of college-age guys; the special requests would likely pick up more later on.

Eventually things began to wind down and Rose had the chance to take a break while someone else covered for her, letting her get a drink of her own and give her feet a bit of rest. It was a sorely needed breather, and after finishing her drink she felt far less exhausted, ready to finish out the night.

Collecting another tray of drinks and resuming her rounds, Rose caught sight of a mildly familiar face as she straightened up after setting the glasses down on the table. A few tables away was the same black Labrador from her first night at the club, though this time he seemed to be by himself, and in a button-up shirt and a pair of slacks this time, indicating he had been somewhere more formal prior to this. Working late, perhaps? He was looking her way, too, and when their eyes met he raised a hand and waved her over.

Rose was quick to oblige after confirming the table she had just delivered to didn't need anything else. As she drew close to the Labrador, she asked, "Good evening, is there something I can get you?"

"Perhaps," he replied with a little smirk. "Seems like you've gotten settled in here since I last saw you. Rose, was it?"

"Yes," she confirmed with a nod, "I'm accustomed to the... special service we offer here."

"Is that so?" he asked, arching his brows. "Well, I've been hoping we'd cross paths again, as I have a very special request to make of you."

She could see where this was going, and set down the empty plastic tray she was carrying. "What sort of request?" she inquired, leaning on the table with one hand and putting her other hand on her hip to strike a seductive pose. "A more private show than last time?"

"Not quite," he replied, his right hand reaching under the table where she couldn't see, "I'm looking for some stress relief this time. The idea came to me when I saw you rushing around earlier, but I thought it'd be best to wait until it was quieter." He brought his hand back up, showing her a bundle of cash bound with a strap. "If you'll let me have your pussy, I'll make it very worth your while."

Rose stared at the wad of money for a moment. "To pee in?" she asked.

"To fuck," he clarified.

Rose hesitated for a moment. She knew it wasn't NOT allowed; she'd seen some of her coworkers getting bent over the tables or pulled into a patron's lap once in a while, but it had seemed to be rare. Still, it was certainly a tempting offer, and it would be a good way to unwind after a lot of hard work... for both of them. So, after regaining her composure, Rose straightened up and put one hand behind her head, pushing her hips out towards him. "Of course. Anything to please a customer," she told him in as sultry a tone as she could manage.

His smirk widened into a grin. "I was hoping you'd accept," he remarked as he stood up from his seat, putting the money down on the table before unbuckling his pants. The motion caught the eyes of some nearby tables, which in turn brought more attention Rose's way, but she did her best to ignore them.

As his pants dropped to his ankles, he motioned for her to turn around with one hand, and she obliged, sliding her hands down her hips and hiking her tail upwards at the base to flaunt her bare loins to him. He responded by drawing close to her back, grabbing her by the hips and grinding up against her, wedging a fuzzy sheath against her rump while teasingly bringing his hands up her sides. She could feel the warmth of his flesh poking against her as his cock emerged from his sheath, and she closed her eyes to better ignore the appreciative stares of the customers around her; their orders might take a bit longer to arrive, but at least they'd have something to watch while they waited.

He took a moment to feel her up as he ground against her buttocks, squeezing her breasts through the top of her corset. Rose's breaths came more quickly as the attention and the situation kindled her arousal and not just his, and she rocked her hips backwards to press her ass against his shaft, feeling the pointed tip of the canid's cock poking at the underside of her tail.

But rather than take her like that, he first grabbed onto her shoulders and pushed, forcing her down first onto her knees and then onto her hands as well; he was forceful but not rough, firmly guiding her without causing her any harm. She did as he wished, lowering her upper body while spreading her legs out and raising her tail for him, and he knelt down behind her on the carpet, his hands holding onto her hips. She felt his cocktip prodding against her damp pussylips and she shivered slightly in anticipation, letting out a moan when he slid slowly but smoothly into her folds halfway.

Only once he had penetrated did he bend over her body, holding her down as his hips began to move, drawing back before pushing his shaft back inside, just a little deeper than last time. Rose moaned out again, forgetting about the audience watching her, fanning her wings out to the sides for stability and curling her tail around the Labrador's waist loosely. Each thrust he made dove deeper into her wet folds, and his grip on her remained firm, asserting himself over her just enough to make it clear who was in charge of the situation.

His hips met hers with a particularly heavy thrust and she gasped out, eyes shooting open briefly, reminding her of where she was and just how many people were watching. For a moment she shut her eyes tightly and kept still, but as the canine picked up the pace and his hips smacked against her more audibly, she decided it would instead be better to play into the moment – many of the people watching her had been masturbating or in the process of removing clothing to do so, after all. She moaned out with his thrusts, pushing her hips back against him, sneaking in just a few words here and there. A "yes!" here, a "fuck!" there, a longer groan every so often; something about the fact that she was putting on a show made it even more intense than it otherwise would be.

And he certainly wasn't slouching on that front either, grunting and groaning with effort as he pounded her with the entire length of his cock, keeping her held down in a show of dominance. As Rose's stamina wore down all she was aware of was the canine cock fucking her hard and fast, the uninflated knot at the base getting swallowed up by her wet tunnels on each full thrust. Even the club music in the background seemed muted and distant as she lost focus on everything else...

The only warning she got that he was almost finished was a rapid series of short thrusts, his hands gripping her body harder, before he groaned out and sank into her fully. She let out a cry of surprise when she felt his swelling knot pop into her pussy where it inflated fully, pressing against the wet walls of her pussy as his entire shaft throbbed hard within her. He kept her held in place as he blew his load, ropes of cum splattering her inner walls, and Rose could only tremble and groan from the sensation of feeling the warmth inside of her.

Once he came down from his peak he panted for breath, his grip on her loosening. "Sorry, I got a little carried away," he muttered with a chuckle as he gave her a pat on the back, and she finally realized the problem as she regained her senses: he was well and truly stuck inside of her. She tried to pull away gently, but his knot was sealed fast inside of her pussy, and she quickly gave up on the attempt.

"How... how long is this..." Rose tried to ask between heavy breaths, still partially in a daze.

"Half an hour?" he guessed, and he started to get up from his kneeling position with a grunt, pulling Rose's hips just a bit higher. He didn't fully raise, though, and instead freed one leg from the pants around his ankles, allowing him to lift it and turn away from her while still knotted inside of her. Rose groaned and squirmed as his cock shifted around inside of her pussy, while he grabbed onto a chair and pulled it closer so he had something to rest against. For Rose, being facedown and ass-up on the floor wasn't the most comfortable position, but it could be worse...

"You were great, though," he complimented her after a moment of recovery. "I hope you stick around at this place for a while." A glance around indicated he wasn't the only one with that opinion, as several of the masturbating patrons at nearby tables either had cum or were close to it, from the look of things.

She gave a hum of agreement, her breaths gradually steadying. A couple minutes later, one of Rose's coworkers, a vixen in an identical outfit to Rose's, came by holding a tray of dirty glasses. "You got knotted, didn't you?" she teased.

"Y-yeah..." Rose admitted sheepishly. "Sorry..."

The fox took it in stride, however, chuckling and swishing her tail. "Oh, don't worry about it. I'll cover you this time while you're 'unavailable', so long as you pay it forward," she remarked with a wink.

Rose gave a nod, not that she was in much of a position to argue anyway. "All right," she agreed, and her coworker smirked and turned to head back to the bar, leaving the two behind.

Several more minutes went by, and the canine began shifting from foot to foot, a motion that she felt both from his engorged length moving within her as well as his ass brushing against hers; the post-knotting position had them pressed snugly butt-to-butt. "Would it be easier on your legs if we moved to a booth?" Rose suggested.

"Oh, it's not that," he told her, glancing over his shoulder at her. "I think I might have waited a little too long for you to become available... nnh... well, I'll just have to give you a little extra, won't I?"

Before she could inquire as to what he meant, she felt it: a surge of warmth directly into her snatch, accompanied by a groan of relief from the canine, as he took the opportunity to piss into her. She groaned out again, not just from the warmth but from the way it poured into the deepest parts of her, thanks to the position they were in with her hips raised. The plentiful urine filled her up readily, and his knot sealed in every last drop, flooding not just her vaginal canal but also her womb with the hot fluid. Panting, she placed one hand over her belly, and close to the end of his release she could feel her belly distending ever so slightly from the full bladder's worth of urine he had just emptied into her.

After recovering a little bit, Rose tried to lift the front of her body a little bit. "Well, I certainly feel much better now," the Labrador remarked behind her. "I think you've earned this."

Motion beside Rose's head caught her attention when she heard something hit the carpet. Turning her head, she saw that he hadn't just given her some money – he'd thrown the entire bundle of cash to her, strap and all. After staring at it in shock for a moment, she grabbed hold of it in one hand and held it tightly. "Th... thank you!" she blurted out, not sure what more she should say.

He merely gave a chuckle. "It's the least I can do with how long I'm going to be hogging you to myself," he told her. "It'll still be a while, so... why don't you tell me about yourself while we wait?"

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Rose let out a big sigh as she closed the door to her apartment, heading for her bedroom with her purse over her shoulder. Flicking on the light, she immediately began stripping out of her uniform: bunny ears first with one quick motion, then the corset, followed by the fishnets and finally the tie. She was just glad the club provided so many spare outfits, considering how many she went through in one night.

Now naked, she picked her purse back up and opened it up, pulling out the tip money she had earned that night, tossing it onto her bed for the moment. The bundle of money she had earned from the canine stood out from the rest of the pile, and she picked it up, taking off the strap from it, before tossing it back onto the bed, letting the banknotes flutter onto the bedcovers. It was... a lot of money. Twenties, tens, fives, and lots of ones from some of the more minor tips she got throughout the night. It was going to take a lot of time to sort, not to mention some of it might have to be cleaned first given how much some patrons liked sticking notes into her stockings.

That thought gave her pause, and she opened the top drawer of her dresser, taking out a small metal box and flicking it open. Inside was the money from her first two nights, not sorted, but at least collected into somewhat neat piles. She glanced back to the bed, then to the box, before smirking to herself and dumping the contents of the box onto the bed. The pile of money was all the more impressive, especially considering it was only from three nights, and the more she adjusted to working at the club, the more she was raking in.

Tossing the box onto her pillows, Rose grinned and climbed up onto the bed on her knees, straddling the pile of cash. Grabbing handfuls of it, she tossed them over herself, watching them flutter down to the blankets while also feeling them brushing against her bare scales. Sweeping the scattered notes back towards herself with her hands and her tail, she amassed them underneath her body, spreading her legs, lifting her hips up a bit and grinning.

A devious giggle escaped her as she unleashed her bladder and hosed down the money, rustling the bills with her deluge of urine. Earning the money had been its own sort of fun, but this was something else, and she slowly slid her left hand up her body to cup her left breast while rocking her hips to soak the cash even further. Some of it was spraying off and splashing her legs, and the excess was definitely drenching the bedcovers underneath, but she didn't care.

Instead, as she lightly rubbed her middle and ring fingers on her right hand astride her slit, she curled her tail back towards herself and slipped the spade on the end of it into the drenched mound of money. Stirring it up, she tossed and turned the bills about to soak them even more thoroughly under her piss, wiggling her hips a little to make an even greater mess. How much extra money would she get for putting on a show like this at the club? It was an interesting thought...

She shuffled backwards slightly while still rustling the money with her tail, not caring whenever her stream splashed her own tail. She was just going to take a shower anyway, so what did it matter? Reveling in the moment, she gave a brief disappointed sigh when her bladder ran dry, pushing out a final squirt of urine to fully empty herself before she stood up and surveyed the scene. The money sat amidst a huge wet patch on the blankets, every note and bill visibly wet and glistening from the soaking she had just dealt to it. Her tail swished behind her gleefully as she clasped her hands, dreaming of doing this again next week with what she hoped would be an even bigger pile of cash...
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