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I walk across this lobby towards a pair of large wooden doors across from the main entrance and all the while, these two only watch me pass, never speaking a word.\nI open both doors, as I feel so important when passing double doors that both must open for me. Now I see why the shirts bore no logo. To my immediate left was a staircase leading to a second floor that danced over the first like a labyrinth, with the design having intended missing sections so that those on the first floor and look up at the roof above. The red carpet continues from the lobby and rolls strait out to the wall on the other side of the main room. Broad, but in comparison, still narrow like a royal carpet. To my right was a large section raised from the floor and filled with many picnic tables, and some occasional round tables with umbrella centers. People gathered here for conversation and enjoying many food, from taco’s and burgers to lobster and caviar, whatever they pleased. Across from them, next to the stairs, where many food kiosks, serving things that you find at street vendors, hot dogs, pretzels, ice cream, those sorts of foods. Around these kiosks where red and yellow umbrella covered tables with cheap fiber glass tables and bench seats.\nAs I stood there three teen-cubs ran by, one, a wolf, waved at me saying “Hurry, Wolfester!” these cubs where not known to me. I had no idea where they were going, for some reason I didn’t follow to find out more.\nI walked up to a vendor and asked for six cheeseburgers, the tall black bunny with paper hat said nothing and just served my order in a paper basket. This place seemed to have no currency or form of bartering, no capitalism, if you wanted something you had but to ask. I sat down and wildly ate the burgers while eating ketchup strait from a squeeze bottle without being fully conscious of my actions. I look to my left and I see three chubby bears, two in blue basket ball shorts with a white stripe down the legs and one sitting on the table in red basket ball shorts with a white stripe down the leg, sitting there half naked, and glaring at me as I feast. I chose to ignore them and after I finish I request a soft pretzel, then I turn with the table now behind me and gauge the rest of the room. At the opposite corner is an area filled with misuse tables, all filled with male, female and mixed genders alike laying in a cooling dark blue, almost purple lighting. Somewhere being messaged, most were being tended to in many other ways, being served beer and liquor, drugs of all sorts, hand-jobs, even full out sex with their servers or each other. The remaining few lay sleeping peacefully. I thought that I should go over and have some fun of my own before leaving.\nThen I look over to the remaining corner, only but a few feet away from me is a large hot tub, filled predominately with older male bunnies and multi specie pre-pubescent cubs. I was somewhat in aw with what I was seeing…. But at the same time, I was fine with it. The cubs where sleeping gaily on the laps of each other and the older furs, and those not sleeping where being ‘forced’, though not entirely against their will as they seemed to enjoy servicing the older bunnies, otters and other furs in this hot tub. I watched as a little blonde bunny cub was knelt over filating a middle aged silver fox as an older blond bunny with a thick white mustache fingered his little bottom. The fox finished in his mouth and the cub cuddled up on both their laps as they pet him and watched amorously.\nI figured I should see about learning the ‘rules’ before continuing my adventure, not to mention where I am! I was asking around about something with these rules of conduct, if there were any. The old bunny at the hot tub referred me to wolf with black fur like mine. He paced the halls wearing a shirt that crossed that of a bowling shirt and a Hawaiian shirt, the sides where white and the front and back where purple based with light-blue floral and black framed, square lens glasses. I inquired him about the information I was seeking. “Sure buddy.” He said. “We’ll just have to go back to the lobby.” We headed for the lobby, walking along the raised area with all the tables and we passed his ex-girlfriend who is chatting with her friends. She was like a white fox…Or bunny… Or something with a flat face, long dark brown hair and small breasts. She where a white two-piece bikini with small red, pink, orange and yellow flowers. Instantly he seems surprised to see her here and like a kiss-ass, starts complimenting on her figure and new weight. She shows no interest in his ruse. 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I open both doors, as I feel so important when passing double doors that both must open for me. Now I see why the shirts bore no logo. To my immediate left was a staircase leading to a second floor that danced over the first like a labyrinth, with the design having intended missing sections so that those on the first floor and look up at the roof above.  The red carpet continues from the lobby and rolls strait out to the wall on the other side of the main room. Broad, but in comparison, still narrow like a royal carpet. To my right was a large section raised from the floor and filled with many picnic tables, and some occasional round tables with umbrella centers. People gathered here for conversation and enjoying many food, from taco’s and burgers to lobster and caviar, whatever they pleased. Across from them, next to the stairs, where many food kiosks, serving things that you find at street vendors, hot dogs, pretzels, ice cream, those sorts of foods. Around these kiosks where red and yellow umbrella covered tables with cheap fiber glass tables and bench seats.
As I stood there three teen-cubs ran by, one, a wolf, waved at me saying “Hurry, Wolfester!” these cubs where not known to me. I had no idea where they were going, for some reason I didn’t follow to find out more.
I walked up to a vendor and asked for six cheeseburgers, the tall black bunny with paper hat said nothing and just served my order in a paper basket. This place seemed to have no currency or form of bartering, no capitalism, if you wanted something you had but to ask. I sat down and wildly ate the burgers while eating ketchup strait from a squeeze bottle without being fully conscious of my actions. I look to my left and I see three chubby bears, two in blue basket ball shorts with a white stripe down the legs and one sitting on the table in red basket ball shorts with a white stripe down the leg, sitting there half naked, and glaring at me as I feast. I chose to ignore them and after I finish I request a soft pretzel, then I turn with the table now behind me and gauge the rest of the room. At the opposite corner is an area filled with misuse tables, all filled with male, female and mixed genders alike laying in a cooling dark blue, almost purple lighting. Somewhere being messaged, most were being tended to in many other ways, being served beer and liquor, drugs of all sorts, hand-jobs, even full out sex with their servers or each other. The remaining few lay sleeping peacefully. I thought that I should go over and have some fun of my own before leaving.
Then I look over to the remaining corner, only but a few feet away from me is a large hot tub, filled predominately with older male bunnies and multi specie pre-pubescent cubs. I was somewhat in aw with what I was seeing…. But at the same time, I was fine with it. The cubs where sleeping gaily on the laps of each other and the older furs, and those not sleeping where being ‘forced’, though not entirely against their will as they seemed to enjoy servicing the older bunnies, otters and other furs in this hot tub. I watched as a little blonde bunny cub was knelt over filating a middle aged silver fox as an older blond bunny with a thick white mustache fingered his little bottom. The fox finished in his mouth and the cub cuddled up on both their laps as they pet him and watched amorously.
I figured I should see about learning the ‘rules’ before continuing my adventure, not to mention where I am! I was asking around about something with these rules of conduct, if there were any. The old bunny at the hot tub referred me to wolf with black fur like mine. He paced the halls wearing a shirt that crossed that of a bowling shirt and a Hawaiian shirt, the sides where white and the front and back where purple based with light-blue floral and black framed, square lens glasses. I inquired him about the information I was seeking. “Sure buddy.” He said. “We’ll just have to go back to the lobby.” We headed for the lobby, walking along the raised area with all the tables and we passed his ex-girlfriend who is chatting with her friends. She was like a white fox…Or bunny… Or something with a flat face, long dark brown hair and small breasts. She where a white two-piece bikini with small red, pink, orange and yellow flowers. Instantly he seems surprised to see her here and like a kiss-ass, starts complimenting on her figure and new weight. She shows no interest in his ruse. He becomes irate and starts babbling on about how she wouldn’t have lost the weight if he hadn’t turned her onto this smell based diet, Pleasna and how other dieting programs are a joke. We started walking now away from the lobby and I was still trying to get him to answer my questions, but the guy wouldn’t shut the fuck up about the ‘fantastic’ Pleasna.
(At this point I woke up.)
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