The city of Jennri is a fairly simple area. Like the rest of the world, it featured a populous of animal people. Unlike most areas, many different sorts of animals live here, from small bunnies to large elephants. Jennri is accommodating to many sorts of animals, in terms of feeding, living quarters, transportation, even the more carnal desires. Indeed, it seems like there’s something for everybody in this city, as long as they have the material to get those something. Especially a certain night club, which seemed to blaze in the night like a flame to attract moths to hopefully pay. 
	And, unfortunately, this colorful set would attract all sorts of people. Some of them the ight club would love to see, while some of them are definitely the kind that shouldn’t be there. Among them was a young fox boy. This boy was son to a single mom, and was on summer break, thankfully. They lived in a somewhat dirty apartment, which had a view of the colorful building. That boy, Jimmy, would look upon it in awe, figuring it was some sort of magical building. What colorful building could be this bright? Did it hold a magic show? A carnival? An amusement park? Who knows!
	That fox boy would try to ask his mom if they could see what was in that shining building. However, she’d simply tell him that that place was not a good place for him or her to go. It was even dirtier than this apartment, and would only hurt him. She never explained what about it was so bad, which only got him even more curious. He’d spend a few nights looking at the shining building and pondering and pondering, just imagining what he’d run into if he were to end up inside that place
	Jimmy waited and waited and waited, spending the days doing chores and occasionally being carted towards the park he’d play at. It was an ordinary several days, until eventually, his mom would be busy with work overnight. He was expected to stay home and behave, after all he wasn’t a totally helpless kid anymore. Though, she forgot to account for “curious”. Probably helped that he shut up about the strange building for a couple of days. With, what he figured to be, a decent way out, he decided to head out of the apartment door, through the somewhat dirty halls, and eventually down the stairs and out on the streets. 
	It was a warm night, so he dressed in loose, olive green shorts, and a white t-shirt. With himself nicely dressed, and now out on the sidewalk, he looked towards the glowing building, which despite being blocked by other buildings, was still quite visible from his angle on the street, thanks to the bright light. He felt a twinge of excitement fill him, and he rubbed his hands expectantly, before he marched along the sidewalk. He went on ahead, more and more, carefully crossing the streets, before approaching the square that building was on, and there he could finally get a better read on the strange establishment. 
	He looked over, and was able to read one of the neon signs. “Passion Club” it red, while displaying a bunny-shaped outline, the sign lights igniting in a fashion that looked as if it was animating her lifting and lowering her leg. The outline was fairly nondescript, save for a few curves, though while there weren’t many details on it, it bore lights shaped like a pair of lips. A fairly strange design choice when compared to the rest of the fairly generic design. The boy was unsure about what exactly he was looking at, or what this “Passion Club” business was meant to be. But, the thing was decorated in bright lights, it had to be investigated. 
	So, he’d carefully cross the streets towards the building, it bearing alarmingly nice double doors, them seeming to be made of mahogany and furbished with red designs. He approached, and pushed the door forwards. When inside, he’d hear some musical beats within, a steady pace of “Unce, unce, unce, unce, unce,” and so on. However, inside he’d see only a lobby, with orange-brown carpeting bearing vine-like designs and flowers arranged aesthetically well. The room was significantly bigger than the apartment building, and had a line of dudes waiting before another set of double doors opposite the entrance. 
	The doors seemed similar to the ones Jimmy came in, except the ones people were lining up for had sort of mosaic window. One couldn’t see inside, though there were vague shapes and colors visible from this side. There was a big bear in black clothing standing guard beside the door as he took up the visitors’ driver’s license and looked over them, while also glancing at the owners of them. He’d occasionally nod and let them through, or shake and point for them to get out of line, at which the respective patron would show some form of upset before leaving. 
	Jimmy decided to get in line, where he’d find that he measured up to, on average, butt level of the guys in line. Suddenly, this was seeming a bit more threatening to him. What were these older guys doing in such a fun looking place? He patted his pocket, feeling the jingle of coins and rustle of paper within, him thinking he was prepared to pay whatever it took to get inside this… funhouse? Zoo? House of mirrors? Whatever it was. 
	He heard a slight snicker behind him, and looked back towards the dalmatian guy, who covered his mouth and seemed to be fighting back a laugh. Jimmy wasn’t sure what was so funny, but he shrugged and continued forwards, the line moving at a relatively slow pace as the bear guy kept on looking over the IDs. Eventually, he’d make it to the front of the line, the bear looking ahead at the dalmatian behind the fox, as if expecting him to step forwards. He shrugged, before pointing down, directing the bear’s gaze towards the boy in front of him. 
	The bear looked down, at which point Jimmy would realize he’d been wearing a very unamused face for an uncomfortably long time. Though, he’d swear for a moment it was somehow even [b]more[/b] unamused! 
	“Get outta here, kid,” he said, immediately waving him away. 
	“Wha-? But, I wanna see what’s in there,” Jimmy insisted. The bear shook his head, and would scoot his hip into his side, forcing him out of the line. 
	“Go back to your mother before I call her for you,” he ordered. Hearing that, Jimmy immediately got less snippy than before. Whether or not he actually knew his mom, he knew that this guy would cause some trouble if he didn’t obey. So, he stepped away, and the line would progress. He walked towards the door he’d entered in the first place, before glancing longingly at the way in. It was still a mystery for him, and he was no closer to answering any of the questions brewing. In fact, the presence of a guard that shoo him away like that only made him even more curious! Something super special, super secret, something super good must be hidden inside if he’s keeping it hidden for the adults. 
	He looked around the wall for something interest to look at, only to come to decide that, if he were to try and find a way to come in through here, then the bear would probably notice him and do something about it. No, he decided that his best course of action would be to, possibly, find something outside that could happen. So, he decided to go out through the door he entered, before going around to the side, searching. He’d soon go on the left side of the building, before finding a ventilation shaft. He saw many a story, game, and cartoon where someone would use one of these bad boys to sneak in. Surely this might be able to help him, right? 
	He finds the screws apparently weak enough to undo by hand, before scrunching down and crawling through the shaft. It seemed just big enough to accommodate him, so he was able to go through the vent, where he’d travel inside and listen for that noise he heard while out in the lobby. After all, that meant that he’d be wherever these guys were trying to hide, right? So, he crawled, keeping an ear out and following down either branch. He kept on going, before finding another vent shaft that was stood upright, like a wall. He could hear the noise pumping loudly on the other side, and thus he peered in. 
	The room was in low lighting and coated in a low fog, black carpeting all over the floor. He’d also see a few benches seeming sunken into the ground, brandishing neon lights in the pits that lit those seats up. Said seats appeared to be beside a solid floor, it looking akin to a runway. And on that runway where some strange, strange people the likes of which Jimmy would’ve never imagined before now. Hourglass to plump, each taller than any lady he’d seen, even taller than her mom. Each looked awfully pretty, wearing what Jimmy would’ve called underwear, them clinging tightly around them, seeming to cover only their main body and nothing past either joint. And that was at best. Each also wore a thick layer of makeup, from eyeliner, to lipstick, to blush, and so on. 
	They were fairly nice, though that was clearly not the sole allure to them, not that Jimmy was quite aware of what that allure really was. Still, he did find his eyes drawn, especially as he watched how the ladies would entertain. Some would sit in the sunken seats, and look up as they shook their rears before them, some even sitting down upon them, either their face or their groin. Some would come down to smother them against their sides, their breasts, some would smooch… The whole scene was alarming to him. He had no idea what he was watching, it all seemed wrong in a way. Yet weirdly fun, like dipping your hand in a cookie jar to get a dessert. It wasn’t quite the reward you were after, it was the thrill. 
	Jimmy shook his head, grunting. He decided he wouldn’t get to understand the situation more from up here, he’d have to get down and get to understand personally what was going on. He didn’t understand it from looking on high, but somehow he figured that he’d know what the game was if he could actually play it. He tested the vent in front of him, only to find it was fastened in place. He couldn’t push it, this vent seemed to be more well tended than the one outside. So, he backed away from this vent cover, and began crawling elsewhere, opting to head down the first branch in his way.
	He progressed, crawling and crawling, unsure of exactly where he was going, but figured it’d be better than where he currently was. So, he kept crawling and crawling and crawling, happening to head into the shaft just over the changing area. He wasn’t aware of what exactly it was, but upon peering down, he’d notice a fox lady prying off her underwear, immediately bringing a blush to his face as he ups his pace, getting a little noisy. That’d end up incurring the attention of a few of the ladies in the changing room, who looked up curiously.
	“What the-? What’s that?” a leopard lady would ponder. 
	“A rat in the shaft?” a fox pondered. 
	“Or, perhaps, another lusty malcontent,” a flamingo lady remarked with a sigh. “They’re going over that way.” As she spoke, a certain rabbit, who’d just finished getting her club suit on, would perk up. 
	“Oh don’t worry, I got this,” she remarked with a smirk. Upon hearing that term, several ladies in the room perked up and glanced towards her. She had a bit of a reputation in her line of work. She was regarded as a sort of “executioner”, a kind of individual that threatened to pulverize problem patrons. Some also saw her as a sort of “succubus”, draining problem patrons dry and leaving them in some alley like a discarded piece of trash. Others saw her as an “artist”, capable of squeezing and molding problem patrons into ways more suitable for her. Point was, if there was a problem patron and they ran into her, they usually wouldn’t be a problem any longer. 
	She was the radiant rabbit of the club, none other than Regina. She was a nearly 7 foot tall woman, bearing pink fur, and an hourglass figure, her hips about the size of a pair of melons, and a bust of about the same span. Whenever she was out in the club, she wore a bright red, rubber one piece that complimented her fur nicely, and it clung to her tight form nicely, wedging tightly enough around her breasts, to the point where one could see the nipple. And, of course, it dug up into her nether regions, brandishing a camel toe and leaving very little of her backside to the imagination. Besides that, she also wore some similarly red heels, and seemed to have shiny glitter sprinkled upon her fur. Additionally, she wore a layer of makeup. Red, red to help complement her pink fur. Red eyeliner, red lipstick, red blush, coming together to help her look like quite the alluring siren. 
	“Oh, do be careful,” the fox lady said. Regina shrugged and rolled her eyes playfully, before walking away and following the source of that banging in the ventilation. All the while, she licked her lips in anticipation.
	Meanwhile, the fox boy was crawling through the ventilation shaft more and more, still trying to find a cover he could possibly pop open. As he crawled, he’d eventually come across one laid horizontally, such that he’d have to go on top of it. He neared it, before peeking down… right into the eyes of a pink, shiny rabbit lady! He may not know much about what’s going on here, but he knew that these guys wanted to keep it a secret, which meant getting noticed by any of them could be trouble. However, the moment she noticed him, it was already too late.
	She leapt up and grabbed the sides of the cover, before using her weight to yank it down, suddenly getting rid of the boy’s support and leading him to tumble down towards the ground. However, before he could splat, she brought her arms out and caught him, simply hoisting him above the ground a little. He could feel her looking over him, trying to ascertain exactly what she was looking at. 
	“Hm… you don’t seem like the type that should be visiting a place like this, much less be so close to the changing area,” she said, lightly rocking Jimmy side to side. The fox boy wriggled in her grip in response. 
	“I-I was just curious!” he said. “I didn’t mean to do anything bad! I just always saw the building and wanted to see what it was like!” Regina mulled over the story a little, her cheeks lifting as she took in the humor of the situation. 
	“Well that is rather unfortunate, I do remember being a curious young girl, myself,” she remarked. “Though, I always had my parents tell me where I should and shouldn’t be. Did anyone tell you this wasn’t a place for boys?” 
	“W-well…” Jimmy muttered. He suddenly felt trapped, caught in a sort of lie. In truth, he had been told not to go here, but that could only lead to problems for him if he were to just admit it. He sighed in resignation. “J-just my Mom. She told me I shouldn’t be coming here.” 
	“And you still came anyways?” Regina asked in mock shock. “Oh, it’d e so dreadful for her to hear about what you were doing here~” At that, she felt the boy wriggle in her arms. 
	“No! Don’t tell my mom, please!” Regina let out a confident giggle as she walked deeper into the changing room, heading towards a bench near a set of lockers. 
	“Oh, it doesn’t quite work like that, kid,” she said. “Guys like you need a little punishment for getting into spots you aren’t allowed, y’know. Now, I could just not punish you, but then I’d have to take you to your mother.” To Jimmy, there were few things worse than getting in trouble with mom, so the answer was obvious for him. 
	“I-I’ll take whatever you got!” he belted out a little too quickly. At that, Regina smiled widely, feeling like a vampire that’d just been invited into a hapless sap’s house. She’d hoist him up, before setting him down on the bench she was nearing. There, she put her hands on either thigh, keeping them nice and in place. The fox, meanwhile, wriggled about, blushing as this lady loomed over him. He felt like some wicked predator was sizing him up, yet, not that he was in total danger, somehow. More like he was going to be very inconvenienced. 
	Then, she began to lean in, the light drawing his attention towards her shining lips. Seeing them approach, he felt both an odd allure to them, but also a need to stay away. They seemed nice, but also like they’d threaten to eat him up if she so wished. He was stuck in this limbo of uncertainty, unsure whether he should let them connect, or evade. And unfortunately, she’d be all too happy to make that decision for him. So, she leaned in, and suddenly darted towards a cheek, planting a thick, red stain upon it. He grunted and kicked around as she held the kiss, before prying off with a hearty “mwah”. 
	“A-ah!” Jimmy gasped at that smooch. He grunted and squirmed around, kicking, though she held him tightly. She smirked and forced herself forwards, sitting upon his lap and rocking on top of him, her breasts wobbling before him. “A-a kiss…?” 
	“Not just any kiss,” she said. “Those are [i]naughty kisses~[/i]. I use a very special kind of makeup, the likes of which can’t be simply wiped off~” 
	“Wh-what?!” Jimmy gasped out. He reached up and rubbed at the mark, only managing to smear it. He looked down at his hand, finding nary a speck of a stain. “N-no!”
	“Oh yes~” she cooed. “A very special mixture, intended to stay on you. And the only thing that can get it off is dihydrogen monoxide~” At that, the fox looked up in a mixture of worry and confusion, clearly not understanding what she’d just said. 
	“Di-hydro-what?” Jimmy asked.
	“Why don’t you ask your mommy about that~?” she cooed. “Of course, you gotta tell her how you got that~ And the rest of these~” With that, the rabbit descended upon him, bending down to his other cheek and smooching and smooching, the small guy grunting and wriggling about. 
	“Agh! Not more!” Not more!” he squealed as she smacked upon him. She giggled at his distress, before moving her head around to dress the space between his cheeks, leaving red stuff all over his chin. Once that was made, she leaned up, before leaving a curt smooch upon his nose, giggling a little and leaning back. He blushed and wriggled beneath her, grunting and struggling in her grip. Then, she brought her hands down, thumbing the collar of his shirt. “What-? What are you-?” 
	Regina flashed a malicious smirk, before yanking upwards, yanking his shirt off of him. He grunted and blushed deeply, and tried to pull his arms in to cover himself up. But, her arms came down again to hold them down to his sides, her smirking. 
	“Oh, you’re gonna have a hard time explaining these ones~” she teased, before leaning down. Her lips crashed upon his chest, him gasping at the feeling. He grunted and squealed, kicking around and flailing. As her lips danced around him, leaving behind a trail of red, he felt all warm and fuzzy, all too unfortunately. He felt the need to clench his thighs in hopes of covering up a certain, embarrassing bulge between his legs. Though, you didn’t have to be an expert in the industry to notice when a little guy was getting all hot and bothered. 
	She giggled and gave a few curt wiggles on top of his lap, purposefully grinding into him, which got him shaking more and more and more. She giggled, before leaning down towards his poor neck. Once there, she spread her lips, before wrapping them around a small bit of flesh, getting a gasp out of the fox. She sucked and sucked, which got Jimmy gritting his teeth and kicking around in a frenzy, feeling so, so violated within her grip. She was zealous with her attack, leaning in and smooching, smooching, smooching. She leaned in close and close, wrapping her arms and legs around his back as she more deeply suckled and and squeezed upon him. And all the while, he got more and more blushy. 
	“M-Miss-!” Jimmy gasped out. He groaned and squirmed around, feeling so, so gross. “I-I feel so weird!” That merely got Regina giggling, and kiss more and more. She would squeeze out whatever she wanted out of him. And, unfortunately, his virgin body would be unable to resist her zealous lips any longer. He grunted, kicked his hips a little, before squealing out and letting loose his poor excitement. With that, Regina wore a victorious smirk, before pulling away. She licked her lips and stood up off of him. 
	“There’s a door into the rear alley over that way,” the bunny said pointing in a direction. “Now you better get out of here, boy~” Jimmy, meanwhile, looked up at her in worry, still feeling awfully small, especially as he was worn down by her assault. He nodded, before reaching for his shirt, and rushing out. Regina, meanwhile, smirked, watching him leave. She sighed before stretching, and heading back to the rest of the locker room. “Another satisfied customer~”