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Braig smiled and picked up her bikini top only to toss it back at her, taking only a moment to admire her swaying, bountiful tits without coverage. Without saying a word, he rolled to the side and opened a cabinet. Taking out a folder and some files in it, he got back to his desk, opened the folder, and began to scribble on it with the use of a pen. "Please, take a seat."

Claudia obeyed and sat down across his desk with her bikini top back in place. "Did I... Did I do good, Braig?"

"Are you kidding me? Whoever neglected you before was a dumbass piece of idiocy. I should probably thank them, though, because now I got myself a new Star Dancer for the Black Blaziken," he chuckled, his eyes never leaving the papers he was reviewing and scribbling on. "It may not be a Suicollywood star role, but I promise you that you will be treated nicely here, Claudia. Should you accept to become my newest Star Dancer."

"Yes!" Claudia exclaimed, her eyes moistening. "Yes! I-I don't care about fame or anything like that! I just want to dance and be appreciated for it. All I ever wanted was a place I could belong to, a comfortable life, and dancing... also a loving partner and maybe a husband...," she didn't say that last bit, only thought about it.

"Perfect. Now, there are two points I have to touch before handing you this contract for you to read. Number one, I must inform you that we're not the only club in town. There are a few in the Tourist area of Rinta. If you don't feel like working here or if you want to explore your options before deciding anything, feel free to do so. And two-" he smirked, his eyes glowing for a moment with lilac colors. "-the Black Blaziken is the best Night Club in Rinta."

Claudia shook her head. "I don't have to think things over, Braig. I'll sign right now!" She replied quite eagerly.

Braig frowned a little. "While I don't dislike your enthusiasm, you should think things through a bit more before jumping into decisions like that. Trust me, I had to learn that lesson a few times before it stuck in my head," passing her over the folder and the pen, he continued. "This is a legal contract between us, Claudia. Read it all and carefully. Take your time, so don't worry about anything. Once you are done, I'll tell you what you have to do next. If you have any doubts, feel free to ask me, okay?"

"Okay," Claudia replied, nodding. Taking the folder and finding four sheets of paper filled with small but readable text. She began reading through each pointer slowly, just as Braig had told her to do. "The signer of this contract... aha... mmmhmmm... that seems reasonable," her eyes widened a little. "W-Wow, that's more than triple my last job's payment."

"Without tips~" Braig sang. "Any tips you earn during your performances are yours to keep, Claudia. That's the next pointer."

"So it is," Claudia nodded. "Aha... yes... w-what?" She stopped for a moment, looked up at Braig, then returned her gaze back to the documents and cleared her throat. "Section C Subclass D. Within the premises of the Black Blaziken, all female staff members lose their rights to refuse servicing clients. They are also expected to... to...," she gulped. "...to service male staff members at any moment at their behest."

"Section C Subclass E. All female employees are effectively the property of the Black Blaziken and its owners, and must obey them at all times without protest. Subclass F. All females may be referred to as sluts, skanks, bitches, and whores freely and openly. Your body is your weapon and tool, use it without restriction and enjoy your time as much as the client. Subclass G. You are a precious treasure of the Black Blaziken and while you are both an employee and effective property, you may refuse abusive clients and call for help in case of emergencies," after finishing reading that part, she looked at Braig with slight confusion.

Braig smiled. "I'll be honest with you, Claudia. The dancers, especially the Star Dancers, get fucked and are sought after more than pretty much every other woman in Rinta. You are here to give our clients a great time, be it with your dancing and performance or with your bodies. In the most literal sense of the word, including my Jojo, every girl in the Black Blaziken is a whore. And they all love it. But make no mistake. They are my precious employees and I treat my employees right and with respect."

Claudia nodded, feeling her cheeks blushing at the sincerity of his words. Her mind drifted for a moment to a half-forgotten memory that both made her smile and saddened her. Braig sounds like he would be an amazing older brother..., shaking her head, she returned her attention to the documents. Reading through them she didn't find any other points that caused her pause. "Medical insurance, bonuses, leave time, and even legal assistance? How can you afford all of this?"

Braig smiled. "We are very successful and popular. Oh, that reminds me," taking out a small bottle from one of his desk's drawers, he handed it over to her. "Take these AP-Pills as a gift."

"I remember the video mentioning them at one point," Claudia said, accepting the pink bottle with a pink egg with a cross printed on it. "What do they do?"

"Anti-Pregnancy Pills. Unlike other pills, they don't have secondary effects or other negative traits. One pill works for a whole week, so be mindful to keep a steady schedule unless you like to risk it~," Braig teased.

"Really?" Claudia muttered, impressed. "I've had some experience with similar methods... let's just say that I'm not a fan of headaches," opening the bottle, she found around thirty pills inside it. "Well... I guess that once I sign the contract I'll be needing these pills a lot, eh?" She joked in a morbid tone.

Braid nodded. "That much I can promise you, Claudia. You'll be fucked into unconsciousness most days and filled with load after load of cum. I'm sure Victini himself has blessed us in some way. Those pills are the secret reason why everyone on Rinta can be so carefree about sex to the point you've seen. Remove the ultimate consequence and you'd be amazed how quickly people let loose, ha-ha!"

Claudia stared at the bottle for several seconds before taking out a single pill. She further stared at it for a few moments extra until she looked up at Braig. "This feels... strange."

Braig raised an eyebrow. "Hmmm?"

Weighing the pill on her palm, she smiled. "It feels as if... as if this is my last chance to run away from a path I will never be able to turn away from."

"Are you afraid, Claudia?"

She shook her head. "Not afraid... no. I'm... I'm ready for it," she brought her hand up to her mouth. "Excited," using her tongue, Claudia took the pill inside her mouth. "Liberated."

And then, she swallowed.

Braig, smirking, clapped his hands a few times in celebration. "Welcome aboard, Claudia. Now, all you have to do is sign the marked lines and fill your name in the black spaces," Claudia did so and once she was done, she handed him back the folder. He examined it for a few moments, then suddenly closed it. "Claudia, you are officially my employee and one of the Seven Star Dancers of the Black Blaziken. Well, if Carlyle gives his approval, too."

"Uhhmm, Carlyle said that he'd agree with your decision. He told Johannson to tell you, sorry," Claudia explained, shyly.

"Then let's move on with your initiation!" Braig clapped his hands once more. "As my newly attained slut, your initiation will be the same I give every other whore under my employment: give me your best titfuck."

Claudia felt a rush of worry and shame course through her body, but it was nothing but glowing embers compared to the roaring fire she felt during her previous experiences. Instead of despair, like most of her life had been filled with, she was now brimming with hope and the focus to achieve a single goal. I'm going to dance!

With that in mind, she smiled at Braig. "Of course, Braig... or should I call you Master or some other title?"

"Just call me by my name. Everyone does, bitch. Now, show me what you can do," Braig replied, smirking as he did so and pushing back against his chair to give her space to work in.

Claudia walked around the desk until she stood in front of Braig. Reaching into her boobs, she pulled out the small paper bag containing the only piece of clothing that survived her encounter with Gael. Setting it aside on the desk, she dropped to her knees in a slow, deliberate manner. Her breasts swayed as she descended, bouncing slightly when they finally came to rest on Braig's lap; her eyes unable to miss the great bulge in his pants. "Should I remove my top?"

"Leave it be. The extra tightness will make things better for me," he said, unphased. "Hmmm, your tits aren't as heavy as I thought they would be, but they are incredibly warm. I can't wait to experience just how soft they are~ Now, unbutton me and get to work, slut."

Claudia nodded before reaching out for his bulge. Pressing her hands against the hot, throbbing cock beneath, she could feel it pulsate; her fingers tracing over his cock while she blushed, slowly making her way towards the button holding his pants closed. Her curiosity got the better of her as her fingers started to fiddle against the button, trying to unhook it. She leaned forth, pressing her breasts more against his lap to the point her erect nipples threaten to pop out the edges of her top.

"A--uhhmm... Am I doing fine, Braig?" She asked, casting her gaze up to meet the friendly yet ardent eyes of her employer.

"Do what you feel like doing, Claudia. This isn't a test. Take your time to please me, bitch,"he chuckled. "You don't mind me calling you that, right, slut?"

Claudia felt something at the back of her mind, an annoying little voice telling her that she should protest. That no proper woman should ever be called that, much less so willingly. A voice that sounded like that of her parents. Recalling the events of her life that delivered her to the spot she was now, she felt no remorse in snuffing out that pathetic little voice out of her mind forever.

"Not at all, Braig. It's what I am now," Claudia replied with a smile. "I used to hate it... but I think I may end up liking being called a whore," a treacherous grin appeared on her face. "Funny... Johannson likes being called like that. I think she takes it as a point of pride."

"That she does. Besides, those are only words. At least here in Rinta a word only has as much value and meaning as you're willing to give it," Braig replied before leaning back slightly more in order to get a better view.

Claudia hummed, her fingers finally able to unhook the infernal button. I never did this for Daniel... this feels... good? I'm actually kind of enjoying it, the Gardevoir thought while the bulge on Braig's pants became more visible now that the main restraint was gone. Red underwear was the last thing separating her from fulfilling her order and she leaned forth a little more. Sniffing at the air, she could smell the potent musk of Braig enticing her to get closer.

Her fingers traced carefully around the edge of his underwear, one by one sinking under it the outer band until she was able to get a grip on it. Pulling down, she spotted a girthy cock starting to reveal itself, but to her surprise, it suddenly sprung forth.

"Aahhh!" She yelped but didn't flinch nor move as the hot rod of a Blaziken smacked her in the face, his shaft partially covered in his own pre-cum. It throbbed against her face only for it to spit a glob of translucent pre-cum that landed on her face. She felt the warm ooze dribble down her face until it reached her mouth. She reached it with her tongue, wiping it away and savoring it in the same manner as a piece of candy.

Looking up at Braig, Claudia felt her heart accelerate and spread a fire across her body that burned intensely on her pussy, stomach, and throat. Without uttering a word, she grasped the thick, hot, eight-inches long shaft of the Blaziken. It was nowhere near as big as that of Tyrone, but that only made it more manageable in her opinion.

"...bigger than his..." she muttered, impressed and thrilled at the same time. Then, with her grasp over his shaft secured by her right hand, she began to pump his cock in order to get familiar with it. "Braig?"

Braig closed an eye and let out a pleased moan. "Yes, slut?"

"You don't mind Johannson being, well, a whore?" She asked somewhat timidly while working her hand over his shaft. Her left hand, meanwhile, worked diligently on moving away his pants and underwear with the intention of freeing his nutsack from its confines.

"Why would I be? It's what she is. Every woman that calls Rinta home is a whore to some capacity," he chuckled. "But if you're asking if I approve of her job, I was the one she asked for a chance to work here. If I could, I would keep her all to myself. But she has as much right to fuck with whomever she wants as I do, Claudia," another moan escaped his throat. "Damn, where did you learn to use your thumb like that?"

Claudia blushed but didn't look away nor felt shame while her thumb rubbed against the tip of Braig's cock. If he were to look closer, he'd be able to see tiny tendrils of psychic energy emerging from her finger. "I-It's something I experimented with. Does it feel good?"

"Enough for me to ask you to give me a handjob a couple of times in the future," yet another throaty moan emerged from his mouth while several more globs of pre-cum began to spill out from his urethra. "Claudia, let me give you some advice. Stop worrying so much about your sexuality or how you may be perceived. Just enjoy yourself!"

Claudia smiled, stroking him faster. "I think... I think I might just do that, Braig. Thank you... and thank you for giving me a chance," her stroking slowed down at the same time her left hand managed to pull his heavy balls from within his pants; two smooth orbs filled with cum that further enticed her to continue.

Judging that his cock was lubed up enough thanks to his pre-cum, Claudia leaned forth one last time to place a long and loving kiss over the tip of Braig's cock. She suckled on it lightly, smoothly. She wasn't trying to deepthroat or just give him a blowjob -not that day, anyways-, but rather show him her more gentle, submissive side. After half a minute, she pulled back leaving only a thin, gooey bridge of saliva and pre-cum connecting them. It only lasted a few seconds, though, as Claudia cupped her breasts and moved them on top of Braig's cock.

Descending her breasts proved to be an easy feat. Thanks to the amount of pre-cum he had produced and the sheer girth of his dick, Claudia could feel the hot spear of meat push the valley of her breasts apart with no more trouble than a Vaporeon swimming through water. At last, her breasts came to rest on his lap once more; his cock enveloped by a blanket of soft, warm flesh big enough to cover it completely.

Claudia and Braig moaned at the same time. The Gardevoir relished the feeling of having a throbbing cock in between her tits while the Blaziken felt a new pair of lovely tits massaging his cock. "I've missed this," Claudia muttered to herself, finally accepting her innermost desires and not being ashamed by them.

"Then show me how happy you are, Claudia. Make me cum and earn yourself a creamy reward, slut~," Braig said whilst passing a hand across her head, gently petting her, praising her efforts.

Blushing and beaming a smile of pure joy and determination, she started to move her breasts. "I-I don't have a lot of experience," she confessed. "I only did this with one guy and he... he usually fucked my tits rather than have me do it myself."

"It doesn't matter," Braig replied.

Claudia nodded once and focused on the task at hand. She started with slow, measured movements, going back and forth gently, using her hands to squeeze her juggers a bit tighter in order to please Braig more. She mixed it up every three or four repetitions by lifting her tits a couple of centimeters before letting them fall once more on their own. The ensuing satisfactory whacking noise managed to make the Blaziken moan in approval and produce an extra wad of pre-cum that acted as lube, allowing her to slowly but surely do it faster.

The Gardevoir moaned, too, and her cheeks burned with how much she was enjoying giving her boss a titjob. Alright, Claudia, you've seen it done before. Slow and steady before increasing the speed, slow and steady, she chanted inside her head. Outside, her upper body, arms, and tits worked in tandem to carry those thoughts into reality. As she began to increase her speed and the strength behind her service, her heavy milkers began to jiggle and bounce on their own, further adding to the pleasure she brought to the Blaziken.

This is the first time I've felt so at ease doing this! I feel so... so... powerful! Like I'm in control! And his eyes..., she thought looking up to Braig's eyes and his increasingly rapid breathing expression. His eyes aren't mocking me, he's enjoying what I'm doing for him! I-I like this! I truly like doing this! I think... I think I've been lying to myself all this time. The beliefs I had crumbled in less than a day... not that I ever followed them to the letter in the first place, smiling at the same time she increased her tempo, pressing harder against the thick rod of meat stuck in between her tits, she uttered a single phrase. "I like sex."

"Very few don't," Braig replied with humor. "And why do you like sex, Claudia?"

"B-Because it feels good," Claudia replied without hesitation, her words only cut by her labored breathing and challenged by the quick and loud smacking sound of her tits slapping Braig's lap, all the while her hands worked her tits to give her boss a worthy titjob. Moving them in intervals, she allowed Braig to feel her tits move up and down around his shaft at the same time. "S-Sex feels good! I like sex! I like sucking cocks! I like getting fucked!"

"Do you like giving titjobs, bitch? Do you like sucking cocks until your jaw goes numb? I bet you spend most of your time kneeling in front of a guy, jerking him off until he covers your pretty face with his cum, or do you prefer getting your throat fucked?" Braig questioned, but Claudia didn't answer immediately. The Gardevoir moaned and smiled dumbly, lost in her little world. "I asked you a question, slut!" He said with impactful authority but no malice. Using his hands, he pinched the hard nippled poking through the fabric of her bikini top, pinching and pulling at them to get her attention.

"Mmmmhmmhmm~!" Claudia moaned, drool falling out of her mouth and landing in between her tits, further easing her increasingly frantic motions. "YES! I love doing all of that! I love being on my knees! I love showing my body and being stared at! I love that men admire my dancing and I... I... I get so FUCKING HORNY when they get hard watching me daaaaaaaaaaaaaanceEEEEEE!" She screamed, cumming and staining her bottom and the floor at the same time with her juices, but she didn't care. She had a job to finish.

Braig smiled, his eyes glowing fiercely. "What are you, Claudia!?" Came his question at the same time he grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard on them, using them as nothing more than his personal fleshlight.

Claudia gritted her teeth as no more barriers stopped her from finally admitting a truth she knew deep down in her soul, but was buried underneath a pile of lies, self-delusion, and trauma. "I'M A SLUUUUUT!"

With a mighty cry, Braig reached his climax. Even while cumming, he never stopped using her tits to squeeze every last drop out of his balls; he would never dare cheat one of his precious employees out of a well-earned reward, after all. Spurt after spurt of almost-burning cum splattered in the valley of Claudia's juggers. Small portions of his load managed to seep out from the top, staining her skin and one particularly strong spurt even managed to land some of it on her chin.

Letting go of her breasts, Claudia managed to remove her tits from the still erect shaft of her new boss, leaving behind only a few tendrils of white seed uniting them for a few seconds before collapsing on their own. The Gardevoir admired her stained tits and the feeling of the hot, thick cum nestled in the valley of her most outstanding features. Her moment of admiration didn't last for long as another object captured her attention. Namely speaking, the hard eight-inches tall tower of cum-stained meat that she had serviced a mere moment ago and smiled.

Pushing her tits away to gain more room, she leaned forth once more only this time she had her mouth wide open and her tongue hanging freely. Without waiting for a command (and likely having ignored it if she could hear at the moment), she swallowed the entire baby batter-covered cock she had milked so thoroughly without spilling a drop of what still clung to the sides.

"I guess the rumors were true," Braig commented with an air of mirth in his voice. "Were you aware that a Gardevoir was seen deepthroating Tyrone of all people? Not many can manage that, but even fewer can take him all the way to the base. I'm guessing you're that Gardevoir, Claudia."

"Mmmhhmmm~," came her affirmation. Although that event was now a strange source of pride for her, she heeded it little mind as she opted to instead focus more on the task at hand. Her tongue coiled around the shaft of her employer with the intent of cleaning him while her lips removed as much as they could with every bob of her head. Braig was big enough to easily reach halfway into her throat, an action that she found incredibly enjoyable and also eased the process of actually gulping down his cum.

After a dozen or so repetitions, she pulled back completely to reveal a spit-covered cock, but nothing else but spittle was clinging to it.

"Quite proactive," Braig praised. "Why don't you clean the mess you made over there, too?" He said, pointing at her breasts.

Claudia wasted no time and began to scoop the warm cum that was nestled in her tits; slurping it with gusto handful after handful, licking her tits where her tongue could reach until not a single drop of it was left neither on her breasts, face, or Braig's cock. "Was that... good, Braig?"

"Wonderful, Claudia," he replied, honestly. "You lack some experience, but you compensate with willingness and eagerness. You will fit perfectly here at the Black Blaziken as one of our Star Dancers."

Claudia beamed with joy and only barely managed to suppress jumping on Braig just so she could hug him tightly against her tits. Something that she was certain he'd enjoy, but she had other matters to attend to. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! When do I start? Will I get a schedule for practice routines, times, and exercises with my new teammates?"

"Easy there, Claudia," Braig chuckled as he gestured for Claudia to stand up. "Look, there are two last things I need to mention. The first is related to your questions. Normally I would give any new regular dancer a week of downtime before they start, that way they get familiarized with how we work, our schedule, and get to know the nitty and gritty of what we do here. But you arrived at a complicated time. You see, we are currently facing what we in Rinta call a 'Fresh Arrival' tide."

Claudia nodded. "Let me guess, is it a large influx of tourists?"

Braig lifted his cup of wine once more and sipped from it. "Precisely that, Claudia. I was planning on asking Kass to fill her old role for at least one or two weeks later today, so you can imagine how much of a blessing your arrival is for me and my establishment," drinking the rest of his glass, he continued. "That's why, if you accept, I'd like you to start tonight. Don't worry about any routines," he said quickly when he saw the worried look on her face. "Everyone has their own individual routines, so you'll be spared from any co-op or group dances until we have the time for you to mesh together with you fellow Star Dancers."

"I understand, Braig," Claudia replied. Then, she sighed in relief. "That takes a huge weight off my shoulders. I'm good, but I'll need time to learn how to dance alongside others."

Braig hummed in agreement. "Now, the second and most important point, Claudia," he paused for a moment only to lean forward. "You need a stage name of your own," he said, smirking.

"Do I have to come up with one now?" Claudia asked, somewhat bewildered.

Dismissing her statement by swaying a hand slowly, the Blaziken continued. "You have until before we open to decide, so you get a few hours to think it through. Unless you don't feel like working right off the bat. I'm sure Kass will understand the situation."

"No! I want to start working tonight!" Claudia exclaimed, her expression shifting quickly to that of a smiling face

Braig's smile matched hers. "In that case, welcome to the Black Blaziken, Claudia! Now, get out there and find Jojo, she'll tell you what to do next."

Claudia nodded and turned to leave. She was about to head out when she hesitated for a moment. She stared at the paper bag containing her panties and thought about simply leaving it there, forgotten. That notion left her mind as soon as it came, her hand moving fast to snatch the bag and place it safely between her tits once more. With her last belongings secured, she walked out of the office... only to be jumped by Johannson after closing the door.

"Ohmygosh! Ohmygosh! Ohmygosh! What did he say!?" The Blaziken asked in a near panicked state, her feet lightly stomping the ground repeatedly as she nervously awaited an answer.

Claudia looked up from her impromptu boobage-made pillows, resting her chin against Jojo's soft and warm breasts with a bright smile brandishing her lips.

Johannson gasped loudly, all but screeching in joy as fire manifested all around her to match her joy. Then, unexpectedly, she took hold of Claudia's face and pulled her into a tender but deep kiss. The Gardevoir was surprised at first, but soon reciprocated the gesture, driving her tongue into Johannson's maw.

The kiss lasted for only scant moments, but it was enough to convey their feelings on the matter. "You're going to love it here, Claudia! Everyone's going to be so happy and you're going to dance with all of us, get gangbanged, and do all sorts of crazy stuff together! It's going to be amazing, girl!"

Claudia nodded. "I'm still new to all of this but... I feel liberated now, Johannson. Thank you for helping me out today."

"Hey, what are friends for, right?" Jojo chuckled. "Now, what did my honey bun say? When are you starting?" Claudia proceeded to give her a quick rundown of what Braig had said and the deal they made whilst making their way back to the first floor. "That means you'll get your first taste of how we handle things around here, Claudia! Ohhhhhhh, I can't wait!"

Claudia giggled at her new friend's antics when she noticed Drake and his daughter, Vicky, casually drinking at the bar while Carlyle prepared a drink. Drake was holding his glass with one hand while the other was busy massaging one of Vicky's thighs before moving behind her to gently smack her ass and then pull at her g-string. Vicky only moaned and purred in delight while Carlyle, who had noticed their presence, smiled at her, making her blush.

Drake and Vicky turned around to see Claudia and Johannson coming their way and smiled. "I take it you're in?" Drake asked, unable to hide the well-meaning smugness in his voice.

"I am... I... I still can't believe I'm going to be able to do what I love the most in such a big place!" Claudia said, excitedly, unable to contain her feelings anymore. Carlyle gestured at her and she and Johannson approached. Before they sat next to Vicky, the Typhlosion served them two glasses of the drink he was making. Jojo took her glass and sipped on it, moaning softly at the flavor while Claudia looked at the bartender in confusion.

"My gift, Claudia, for joining the Black Blaziken. Drink up. It helps to calm down sore throats," he said with a wink.

Claudia blushed but muttered a 'thank you' before sipping on her drink, finding that it was both sweet and warm and it worked wonders as it traveled down her throat. After finishing half her drink, she relaxed. "Delicious. So deliciooooous~"

"You're going to love it here, Claudia! Mom loved it too, but she wanted to retire and, well, she was always complaining about how exhausted she was after getting all of her holes filled with cum almost every night! Not that I blame the guys fucking her, though, my mom is the hottest milf in Rinta!"

"Lorelei would argue against that, Vicky dear," Johannson said, jumping into the conversation. "But yeah, Kass is a total bombshell. I'm sure she'd be glad that we found her replacement at last! It must be the work of Mew herself that we got to meet each other, don't you think so, Claudia?"

"Certainly," the Gardevoir replied before taking another sip of her drink. "Though, I must admit, I was surprised to find out that Braig is a hybrid. Shiny pokemon are rare. Mutamons are super rare. But hybrids are as rare as Legendaries! Not to mention you have a Regirock working as your bouncer! Rinta surely is full of surprises," Claudia exclaimed with a longing but grateful glean in her eyes.

The five pokemon continued to talk for another ten minutes until Claudia and Johannson finished their drinks. Then, at the behest of the Blaziken, Claudia followed her around the building, showing her every room, every level, and explaining what they all did, where she could store her clothes, money, and other items during working hours. It didn't take long for them to find Ana practicing a few moves on the rather ample section where dancers could rest, change, and practice if need be.

One hour soon passed and then a second as the two experienced women instructed their newly acquired fellow Star Dancer about minor rules, reiterating how she should behave, and the various schedules they would be working on once they were able to formulate them with the aid of the other Star Dancers.

"Sorry I am late, I swear Maximilian is trying to get me in trouble on purpose!"

Ana, Jojo, and Claudia stopped their conversation when the firm but sweet voice came from the entrance corridor followed by a wind-cutting sound. Within moments, a Flygon wearing a fairly normal yellow bikini, except a size or two too small for her, and a matching short yellow and black jacket, and a pair of fingerless yellow gloves came into the room with a bag hanging from her shoulder bearing the emblem of Rinta and the legend 'POWEEEEEER!' beneath it. Her L-cup breasts jiggled freely as she moved and eventually came to land near the three girls, her breasts bouncing even more.

"Wait... where is everyone?" The Flygon asked, looking around. "Did I mess up the dates and the schedule again?" Blinking, her eyes landed on Claudia. "Oh, and who is she, guys?"

Ana giggled whilst Johannson shook her head and placed an arm around Claudia's shoulders, the latter choosing to wave shyly at the newest arrival. "Not at all, Kendra. You're actually early for once. The others should be arriving shortly," turning her gaze to Claudia, the Lopunny smirked. "And this is Claudia, a friend of ours. She's a new Resident, Kendra."

"Shit, a new Resident!?" Kendra set her bag down and stretched out a hand. "Pleased to meet you, Claudia. I'm Kendra! You're going to love Rinta. Moving here was the best decision of my life, let me tell you!"

"Pleased to meet you, too, Kendra," Claudia replied before cuddling a little closer with Johannson. "I also believe that living on Rinta will be for the best."

"You better believe it, girl!" Kendra released Claudia's hand before nonchalantly removing her clothes, minus the gloves, and stored them in her bag. "Uffff, it's good to be out of that scruffy uniform. Hey, new girl, love your bikini, it really fits you! I'd pick something more risque, but it looks so good on you. You've got tits and hips for days, sexy~" Kendra flirted/complimented the Gardevoir whilst walking towards her locker. Opening it, she pulled out a thin red and black g-string and then put it on swiftly, making sure to pull against the straps just to make sure it was pressing against her flesh as tightly as possible.

Did she just call what she was wearing scruffy? Claudia thought with some amusement before remembering something. "Wait, I know you. I saw you at that Stockade Competition."

"Oh, you saw that?" Kendra chuckled. "Yeah, I did pretty well even though it was my first time. Maximilian was a pain in the ass about it, always wanted to see me compete. I swear that pervert has a fetish for seeing girls getting fucked like that."

"He's a playboy, you doofus, you know he's into weird stuff. Then again, who isn't on Rinta?" Ana laughed.

"True that," Kendra replied.

Then, she pulled a pair of the tiniest pasties Claudia had ever seen. She couldn't make out more than the black and violet coloration of the pasties, a match to the Flygon's g-string and she realized that those colors also matched that of the Black Blaziken. With a twirl and a sigh of relief, Kendra turned to them. Her g-string was a tiny rectangular patch of cloth that covered her pussy lips but created an outline that acted as a second skin; her clit was plainly visible as it rested atop the area the rectangle covered. Meanwhile, her breasts bounced and swayed without impediment, her deep green areolas exposed as the pasties 'covered' her nipples.

"Incoming!"

Another familiar voice echoed around them a moment before a puff of smoke appeared a few feet away from the gathered trio. A moment later, a busty Greninja came through the smoke. But unlike other Greninja who would've moved gracefully and with precision, Ashley simply fell to the ground, saved from a nasty hit only by the grace of her LL-cup tits serving as shock absorbers. She did, however, use the momentum that followed to jump to her feet, almost stumbling once or twice, but managing to stay upright at the end of it. "Nailed it!"

"Fuck," Kendra snapped her fingers. "I owe Vivian fifty gil now."

"Hi there, Ashley. Did you finish your rounds at Lorelei's Diner?" Johannson asked, smiling at the shapely but klutzy Greninja.

"Yeah, I did!" The bubbly girl replied.

"Hello, Ashley. I don't know if you remember me. We met earlier today at the Diner," Claudia said politely, unsure if the friendly Greninja knew who she was. Her doubts were blown away when she suddenly found herself smothered by a pair of blue tits.

"Totally! You're the pretty Gardevoir, Claudia, right? I don't have, like, the best memory but I'm not a dumb-dumb!" Ashley proclaimed, happily.

A moment later, the hug ended as Ashley gasped and jumped back. "It's late, it's late! The show is going to start sooooon! I need to change!" She cried out before running towards her locker.

"Typical of her," said a new voice belonging to a Staraptor.

Claudia shrieked, Johannson put a hand close to her chest, and Ana stood up, pointing a finger angrily at the officer. "Vivian, how many times do we have to tell you to make some noise, damn it!"

"Apologies. It is hard for me to not be stealthy and my training makes it even more difficult," Vivian, the Staraptor and second-in-command of Rinta's police force, said as she began to unbutton her uniform and remove her bikini. Her voice, however, was insincere and the small grin on her beak showed it.

"L-Let it go, Ana. She didn't do it on purpose... I think," Jojo said, trying to diffuse the situation, like always. "Long day at work, Vii?"

"Exhausting. But I got to see a touching scene. A pair of tourists were looking for Incest Square, turns out they were uncle and nieces, twins. Sweet things all of them," she explained with the hint of a smile on her beak. "And speaking of sweet things, I am glad to see you again, Claudia."

"Oh, you remembered me?" Claudia asked, surprised. "We didn't say much to each other, so I thought you wouldn't remember me."

"Nonsense," now naked and with her uniform neatly safeguarded in her locker, Vivian began to put on another bikini. "I have nothing but respect for the Disciplinary Committee and the work they do. What you did for them was touching and you have my thanks. Plus, it was impressive to see you choke on Tyrone's cock all the way to the base."

"Bullshit!" Kendra barked with laughter in her voice. "She swallowed the monster snake that Tyrone has for a cock?"

Blushing, Claudia nodded. "It was a big misunderstanding and... and I've always been good at using my mouth," she admitted without much in the way of shame. Her attention shifted to Ashley as the lovely Greninja checked herself out in her new set of clothes. Instead of wearing a bikini or another tube top, she was using a modified shirt that acted as a pseudo-bra held together by a strained knot in the middle of her breasts. Her nipples were not only visible but the fabric made a near-perfect outline of them. She wore a choker with an added small bowtie in the shape of a Lapiz Lazuli.

Further down, she saw Ashley wearing a micro-skirt that was no more than an inch or two long, making it as useless as a snowball in winter. With no protection offered by the skirt, her tiny, thin, and tight g-string was plainly visible. The straps hugged her waist and slim abdomen as a second skin, revealing her pussy with a defined camel toe. In a twirl that showed how bouncy and free-moving she was, her asscheeks spread just enough to reveal a fully exposed and vulnerable asshole resting beneath her stubby tail.

It wasn't practical at all except as a means to allow for free movement and serving as nothing more than eye candy. And it worked. Claudia could feel her pussy leaking a bit at the sight of the lovely Greninja when she noticed that aside from her gem, everything else was themed similarly to Kendra's outfit. She was branded and wore the colors of the Black Blaziken proudly and fittingly.

Her attention then turned to Vivian and Claudia gawked at the Staraptor.

Kendra was somewhat boyish. Ana was erotic, sensual. Ashley portrayed a sense of innocence and natural beauty. Johannson was natural beauty and overwhelming charisma coupled with a beautiful heart. But Vivian, she concluded, was erotism and sexuality made flesh.

Her curves were all perfect. Curves and a shapely, near-perfect hourglass figure that she hadn't noticed before and that, somehow, her uniform concealed. But now that she was wearing a V-style bikini that was nothing but dental floss with small patches of cloth and rings attached to it, all of her erotic aura came into play. Her M-cup breasts bounced and swayed freely with every move she made, her nipples were covered by a small rectangular piece of fabric that didn't even cover each erect mound completely, exposing her enticing red areolas.

The rest of her bikini sported a few rings that, by the grace of Arceus herself, held together the strings she was wearing. They were so thin that were it not for the golden rings pressing against her hips, waist, and the one on her back, she would've thought she was wearing pasties or nothing at all. But her figure alone wasn't enough to captivate her attention, no. Her facial features, her piercing eyes, and a seemingly unreachable air to her blended together in her favor flawlessly.

"Wow, you're stunning and gorgeous," Claudia muttered. To her surprise, Vivian smiled gently at her honest compliment.

"Thank you, Claudia. Hmmm, I don't know you yet, but I think I see why you caught Richard's attention. He was so worried when you disappeared, it was undeniably cute," Vivian confessed.

"So she not only took Tyrone the same way Catarina does, but she managed to snatch Richard's attention, too? Damn, girl, what's your secret?" Kendra asked, although her tone was less serious and more jestful.

"Perhaps Richard saw something in her that we haven't," a new voice called.

All eyes turned to the new arrival making their way to them. Claudia recognized her almost instantly since the white coat she was wearing was unmistakable. Though now that she could admire her closer, she noticed that the Lucario was also a beacon of erotism, but less vibrant than Vivian. Where the Staraptor was alluring and mysterious with a dash of confidence and strength to back her up, the Lucario was more stoic, reflective, and direct but no less powerful than Vivian.

Her body was more fit, healthy, and just slightly less buxom than that of Vivian and even Johannson, but at the same time her frame was solid and fluid. But what broke the illusion of a seemingly emotionless woman was her voice. It was sultry and full of sex appeal, almost as if she was channeling her sexuality through her voice instead of her body.

"Why? Are you jealous he rejected your advances, Jean?" Ana said as she stood up and walked over to her locker, deciding it was time to change her attire.

Jean sighed. "May I remind you, Ana, that I was never attracted to him sentimentally? Richard is a great friend and sponsor, nothing more. I was merely trying to be cordial and invite him for a drink and an all-nighter. You should know some basic decency, you're a teacher, are you not?" Jean said without changing her expression, her voice was heavy, firm, but also silky, sultry, and flowing like a gentle current.

Goodness gracious, it's almost like her voice is trying to seduce my ears, Claudia thought, finding herself wanting to hear more of her lovely voice. But her cheeks were burning for entirely different reasons. Namely speaking, the memory of her encounter with the chubby Dragonite, Richard, replayed in her mind.

"And I do a damn good job at teaching my students how to embrace their sexuality, rejoice in it, and don't be ashamed of their bodies or that of others. You, on the other hand, just have to drain the cum out of their holes every now and then~" Ana countered, smirking. The rest of the girls giggled at the playful jabs the two friends exchanged.

Claudia, too, found herself giggling and smiled gloomily. "Johannson?"

"Yes, Claudia?"

"Is this what friendship is like? True friendship?" Claudia asked and everyone slowed their movements, shifting their attention to her.

"...Just what the fuck happened to you, girl?" Kendra asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence that had formed. "I mean, before I got here my life wasn't sunshine and rainbows, but you look like a kicked Growlite."

Ana promptly smacked Kendra's tits, chastising her. "Have you ever heard of being tactful, you numb-skull?"

"No-no, it's okay. My life has hardly been bad in many aspects, but everyone gets rough patches, right? I just happened to hit a lot of those," Claudia said, trying to defuse the situation with dry humor.

"Well, who gives a fuck, eh?" Kendra countered, smiling. "You're in Rinta now, girl! You'll make friends in no time. Heh, I guess you and Jojo over there are already friends, right?"

The Gardevoir and the Blaziken looked at each other's eyes for a second or two before sharing a quick kiss. "Yeah, we are!" Johannson proclaimed enthusiastically.

Claudia could feel her heart pounding in her chest harder, faster. Her fears were gone, her doubts had been shattered, and she was feeling upbeat and hopeful. Sighing, she decided to see the rest of the Dancers change. Ana was the first, adopting a thin black bikini top that covered her nipples but left her areolas exposed in a triangular pattern. She was wearing a g-string that hugged her hips tightly; the small patch of cloth that held it together was cut in the middle, effectively exposing her pussy and asshole whenever she spread her legs or squatted. Additionally, she wore a set of brown bracelets, though she didn't know what they were for.

Jean, on the other hand, had discarded her clothes and changed into a more provocative set. She wore a thin blue bikini tube top, though in a design she had never seen before. Instead of going all around her chest as most tube tops did, the bikini she was wearing had a large pearl-colored ring set in the middle of her tits, almost as if it was tempting or giving an open invitation to shove a cock through said ring. Surprisingly, unlike the others, her nipples remained mostly concealed as she could only make out a faint outline of her buds, though her areolas were still exposed above and below the otherwise perky nips.

As the girls began checking themselves or doing small exercises to warm up their muscles, Claudia realized something. "Hey, Johannson, aren't you going to change?" She asked, turning to face her friend.

Johannson merely smiled and reached for the khaki shirt that had been resting on her neck as a scarf, took it off, and set it aside, forgotten. "All done~"

Claudia stared at the Blaziken in a mixture of disbelief and astonishment. "Are you telling me you've been walking around all day in your, uhmm, uniform?" She asked, slightly unsure.

"Yup!" Jojo replied, smiling. "I've tried using sexier stuff for my performances, but that always felt off to me, for some reason. Call me a big ol' softie or prudish, but I dance better wearing a more casual bikini~," she winked. "Though I do like to shake things up once in a while, you know, to keep things interesting."

"There's a small betting pool between our regulars trying to predict when and what she'll wear next," Vivian said whilst giving the Blaziken a slight side-glance, smirking gently.

"As I said, it keeps things interesting~," Jojo giggled, winking once more.

"Say... where's Kass?" Ashley asked all of a sudden. "The club is going to open soon and Kass still isn't here. D-Did Braig fail to convince her?"

"Do you really think Kass would ever say no to something her lug would ask of her?" Kendra pointed out, dismissing Ashley's worry with a wave of her hand. "I'm sure she's on her way as we speak."

At that, Claudia froze while Ana and Johannson crossed gazes, nodding.

Clearing her throat, Ana spoke up. "Actually, girls, I have some bad news to deliver. Kass won't be joining us tonight," immediately, Ashley and Kendra gasped whilst Vivian and Jean only looked somewhat dejected and saddened. "Neither Drake nor Braig talked to her about needing her help."

"The Seven Star Dancers have never failed an Opening Dance ever since Vivian got sick that one time after eating--!"

Vivian placed a hand over Ashley's mouth, interrupting the Greninja and saving herself from further embarrassment. "Yes, we know, Ashley. Thank you."

"It is only logical, I believe. Kass desired to rest, though she has never said no whenever we needed her," Jean crossed her arms, cupping her breasts in the process and making them bounce around a little. "And they didn't ask her to help us? No, something doesn't add up... unless a replacement was already found."

Claudia could practically see the precise moment in which Ashley, Kendra, Vivian, and Jean reached the same conclusion at the same time and slowly turned their eyes upon her. She gulped nervously, but Johannson carried on where Ana had left off.

"And here she is! Girls, say hello to our new partner and the newest Star Dancer of the Black Blaziken, Claudia!" Johannson cheered as she gently ushered the Gardevoir to stand.

Claudia stood up, her cheeks tinted in red, but her lips curled into a soft, warm smile. "Uhhmmm, I-I hope we can get along," she said with a shaky smile. While she wasn't afraid, her nervousness was starting to claw at the back of her mind.

"Is that so?" Jean asked, raising an eyebrow. "Then I presume Braig, Drake, and Carlyle approved of her already," she didn't ask, but rather stated it as a fact.

Both Ana and Johannson nodded, with the latter speaking a moment later. "She's a natural. I bet she gave Braig quite the show~"

Jean sighed. "Since they approved of her, then I won't object. However, we'll have to shift our schedules around for today and probably for one or two weeks. Seven Stars Dance won't be happening for a while more, girls," she finished with a grin. "Welcome aboard our sisterhood, Claudia. May your moves be hypnotic and your holes tight and fuckable."

"Yaaaaay!" Ashley said before Shadow Stepping next to Claudia, startling her but soon connecting their lips together for a quick, chaste kiss. "I can't wait to see you dance, Claudia! Hey, hey! Let's come up with shared routines, that way we can do duos and then get fucked silly, te-hee!"

"Heck yeah, glad to have you onboard, Claudia," Kendra joined them only to smack the Gardevoir's ass in greeting. "If you need anything don't hesitate to ask me, 'kay?"

"It'll be quite useful to have you join us, Claudia. I hope your oral skills match your grace and movements," Vivian smirked slightly. "Only a few can deepthroat Tyrone to the base," Kendra and Ashley's eyes widened in amazement whilst Jean's eyes widened a little and nodded in approval.

"Hey, Claudia, do you have a stage name yet?" Ashley asked.

"No, I don't. I could use my old stage name, if that works," Claudia offered.

"Oh? And what was it, girl?" Kendra asked, crossing her arms.

"White Tits," Claudia replied but was immediately met with groans of disapproval. Even Johannson and Ashely, the two most bubbly members of the Seven, couldn't hide their disgust. "Is it that bad?"

"Please tell me you didn't pick it wherever you worked before," Jean said, almost pleading with her.

Claudia shook her head. "No, my old boss gave me that nickname."

"No elegance, tact, or imagination. How can that be a valid nickname?" Vivian rasped with annoyance. Then, she turned to Claudia, sneering. Though her anger wasn't directed at her. "Claudia, your nickname must be more than some sexualized joke. It must be an extension of your personality, something that defines you in some way and that you must like or pick on your own. Take my nickname for example. I may not be blue, but that is deceptive, just like I am. Because Sapphires aren't just blue, they can be of a wide range of colors. A Sapphire is pure, staunch, and valuable. That's why my Stage name is Sapphire."

"And you can have more than one," Johannson voiced her opinion next. "You already know pretty much everyone calls me Jojo, but that's because I picked that nickname for myself. My other nickname is my Stage name, Scarlet for, well, obvious reasons~," she said while cupping her breasts and posing to flaunt her body.

"Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Let's give you a nickname, Claudia!" Ashley proposed but Ana put a hand on her shoulder. "Huh?"

"Her Stage name must be something that she chooses herself, not something that we can come up with, Ashley. Remember when you had to pick your Stage name?"

Ashley blushed and slipped her tongue out only to scratch the back of her head. "S-Sorry, I got too excited, tehee~"

Claudia's heart was touched by the sincere and friendly gesture of the Greninja, but Ana's words also made her think about what she would like to be called and have that one thing represent her on stage. "Stage name... something that I'd like to be called," humming for a moment, she turned to Johannson. "Is it necessary to have a Stage name now? Because I'd like to give it some thought."

"That would be preferable under any other circumstances, but if you're going to start with us today, you'll need a Stage name, dear," Ana replied before Johannson had the chance.

"Hmmm," Claudia's eyes narrowed, her mind working overtime to find something that she would like to be called for an extended period of time. Something that defines me... something that makes me who I am or that is meaningful to me. She focused on finding anything for almost a full minute, but every possibility didn't fit the bill. Velvet? No. Milky? No. Raspberry? Twister? Leggy? No, no, no!

'I'm a coward... but you're not like me or like Samantha, the precious golden child. But if you're going to leave, Claudia, then I'll tell Lily only after you're gone. She's going to miss you a lot. Hey... remember one thing, okay? No matter what, you'll always be my diamond.'

Claudia blinked and had to fight the swelling tears that threatened to form in her eyes as she remembered the parting speech her brother gave her. "Diamond..." she whispered, smiling softly, longingly. "I think I'd like Diamond to be my Stage name."

"So quick!?" Kendra sputtered. "Damn, girl, you got a sharp mind in you!"

"Diamond? Hmmm, I like it. I hope it's not because you feel like you had to match ours in some way, Claudia," Jean said, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, no, not at all. It's just that I've never had nicknames that I liked... except for that one. It is precious to me," Claudia replied, smiling.

Jean, seemingly satisfied with that answer, nodded. "Very well. Now, you're new to all of this, Claudia. So I'll be brief. I'm in charge of checking that all of our girls and staff are in perfect condition to work and be fucked relentlessly all night. With that said, please, stand up and stay still unless I state otherwise."

Claudia nodded and obeyed the instructions given by the physician.

The Lucario walked in front of Claudia and then, unceremoniously, cupped her large milkers. "Hmmm, perfect weight, sublime balance... This may be biased of me to say, Claudia, but I believe the bikini you're wearing right now fits you perfectly. It may not be too showy or flashy, but you make it work."

"Thank you, Jean," Claudia replied a moment before the Lucario began to grope her tits, her waist, press against her stomach, lightly smack her ass, caress her thighs, and sniff her closely. Throughout the whole procedure that didn't take more than half a minute, she didn't move an inch and waited patiently until Jean finished.

"You are in near-perfect health, Claudia. However, you should try to eat more calcium and protein-rich meals from now on," Jean finally replied.

"Yeeeeaahhh! You'll get all the protein you need from all the tasty cum the boys give us, aren't they nice?" Ashley said, giggling. Jojo and Kendra giggled alongside her whilst Vivian, Ana, and Jean just sighed but didn't rebuke her comment.

Claudia watched as Jean repeated the procedure on the other five women present, praising only at the end that they were in perfect shape and in good health. When she was done, she turned to leave.

"I'll check on the others. I'll meet you for the presentation," Jean said before exiting from whence she arrived.

With her gone, the six remaining girls began to chat between them once more. In truth, Claudia wasn't really all there. Fear was festering in her heart, but unlike the fear that gnawed at her morality previously, this one was a fear that she was more familiar with. What if I fuck this up? What if I lose my balance or miss the beat? What if the clients don't like the way I dance? These and many more questions danced inside her mind for several moments without stop. And though she was used to them, they were magnified due to her circumstances.

The only solace that prevented that fear from turning into full blown self-doubt was the calming, reassuring presence of Johannson next to her. Reaching for one of her hands, Claudia gripped it tightly. Johannson didn't stop talking with Vivian to look at her or show any surprise, but she returned the gesture in kind.

A few minutes later, the lights in the ample room turned red. The chatter died instantly followed by several echoing applauses and cat callings.

"Time for the show!" Johannson said, grinning. The six girls made their way out of the Star Dancer's room and just as they were about to leave, Claudia remembered the package she was carrying and reached out for it. Using her telekinesis, she levitated it to the table, leaving it there.

Her heart was racing, her legs felt like jelly, and her stomach was doing summersaults the closer and more vivid the shouts of the onlooking clients became. Suddenly, they stopped and she noticed that they were on the large stage she'd seen when she first entered the place. Then, the lights changed again, now mixing red, blue, white, and golden lights illuminating the stage.

"Hello, hello, heeeeelloooo! Welcome, welcome all! I see we have a full house tonight! Weeeeell, that's good! Because you know what my most esteemed men of culture? You will delight your eyes on the full experience of the Seven Stars of the Black Blaziken!"

"YEAAAHHH!"

"Bring the whores out!"

"This is why I came to Rinta!"

"Settle down everyone, settle down! Now, you all know the rules and we expect you to follow them! The Black Blaziken puts on only the best shows and only the best slutty dancers can be found within these walls!" The announcer, a voice that Claudia had not heard before, said to rile up the crowd, and it worked perfectly.

A song began to play, quite simple for any dancer with experience to follow and one that allowed anyone with basic skills to adapt to it as they saw fit instead of following a certain route of movements.

"Now, prepare your eyes, stroke your cocks, and be sure to call dibs on these sluts! She's vivid, she's lively, and she'll milk your sack until there's nothing left! Give it up for Laaaaaapiiiiizzzzzzz!"

On queue, Ashley vanished in a puff of smoke and reappeared in the middle of the stage. Against her better thinking, Claudia approached the edge a bit more just to get a better view of what was waiting on the other side. Her heart skipped a bit when she saw that every table was filled with clients, the bar was also full, and there was a whole line waiting to enter the club near the entrance where Drake made sure to keep the gates closed... for the moment. And that was without taking into account those outside the building held up by Rocky.

Several waitresses were also walking around carrying this or that order to their respective tables and Carlyle was not alone anymore as he too required assistants. She also noticed, with as much as she could see, that not all onlookers were male, but a fair chunk of those clients were females.

Her train of thought was shaken when the cheering began and her attention shifted Ashley. Her eyes went wide when she saw her standing there, performing some sort of hand sign and remaining unmoving for several seconds on end. Suddenly, the music changed to an energetic melody and Ashely began to move.

Claudia was instantly captivated (as was the audience) by her performance. She moved from side to side performing elaborate but sensual jumps, spins, and footwork without ever losing her balance. Not only that, but her movements are so... so wild! It's almost as if she's having a party or playing something, if I didn't know any better, I'd say she's mixing dance moves with martial arts! The Gardevoir concluded, mouth agape at the show that lasted for no more than half a minute. With a final jump, Ashley landed in a perfect split that made her juggers bounce wildly. She gave a final peace sign, winked, and then vanished only to reappear at the other side of the stage, nearly stumbling to the ground.

"Now that's an exit! Give it up for Lapiz, everyone!" The announcer called and the crowd went wild for the most part.

"She may be silly and goofy, but when it comes to dancing, well, she puts her best all the time," Jean said, arriving out of nowhere. "You're entering last, Claudia. So, don't worry too much and do your best."

Claudia nodded before looking up at the announcer, a male Decidueye wearing shades, an open blue shirt, and a set of headphones. The music shifted again with a movement of his right hand and he spoke into the microphone once more.

"One down, six to go! Now, our next beautiful lady is well-known across Rinta. She protects, she attacks, but she always moves her rack! Just be sure to hold onto your jaws once the unmatched Sapphire strides on the stage!"

Without waiting for any other signal, Vivian began to walk calmly to the center of the stage. With each step she took, she made sure to sway her hips in the most alluring and sensual manner possible. Her large breasts swayed alongside her hips and she walked with a confidence that went unrivaled by anyone present. Her confidence was so great that it bordered on being pedantic, but that line was never crossed and no man or woman could deny that she had every right to flaunt her beauty in any way she wished.

She finally reached the center of the stage and the music immediately shifted to a slow, provocative tune. Vivian began to move, performing sharp but at the same time slow movements; precise, immaculate, and always showing her best assets. The music had no lyrics, but that didn't stop her from sending 'Fuck Me' longing stares into the audience at random and licking her beak whenever making eye contact with an onlooker.

She's so collected and graceful, she's using her sexuality and appeal to enhance her movements and show just a minuscule fraction of what she's capable of... amazing. Simply amazing! Claudia thought at the same time Vivian moved to join Ashley at the other side of the stage.

"Now, why don't we let our next Star Dancer on stage? Don't worry, you know her well. Leave to her the future of your daughters, she'll teach them all they need to know! With a skip and a hop, please welcome the lovely Saaaaardooonix!"

The Decidueye yelled into the microphone, though he really didn't need to. Everyone was more than hyped up to see the remaining Star Dancers. Claudia could see several men jerking happily as they imagined what they would do to the two girls that had already presented themselves to all of them. She spotted one of the maids suddenly grabbed by a bulky Rhyhorn. The girl, a Wartortle, obediently dropped to her knees and making use of her HH-cup breasts began to titfuck the Rhyhorn.

All over the Black Blaziken similar acts began to unfold. Random waitresses would be pulled to serve a patron or one of the regular girls would be assaulted and fucked on the spot. But even with all of that happening, all eyes were set on the stage, waiting for Ana to show up.

And she did not disappoint.

Entering the stage with her arms raised above her head, she advanced to the rhythm of another track, one that was melodic and harmonic at the same time. Instead of relying on her breasts, she allowed her hips, legs, thighs, waist, and belly to do the work for her. She swayed her lower half with careful, deliberate intent, each step having a purpose up to her arms. Despite putting more emphasis on her lower regions, that didn't mean her biggest asset was left unattended. Her juggers moved in tandem with her, sometimes swaying, sometimes bouncing, but always perfectly set on the flow she was giving them.

I see... she's using a similar tactic to Vivian's, but she's saying that she knows how to use her body in ways most other girls could never even hope to dream about. Bold, mysterious, and bewitching all at the same time, Claudia couldn't help but praise her friend. Watching Ana give a friendly wave at the audience only seemed to rile them up more even as she joined Ashley and Vivian.

"She's fast, she'll make you cum in under a minute, and she's not afraid to show what she's hiding~ A slut among sluts, a green flash that's sure to stick in your mind! Please, welcome the always riveting Emerald!"

Claudia closed an eye as Kendra flew past her, instantly reaching the center of the stage. She had expected Kendra to dance extremely wildly or lewdly, given her choice of attire, but was surprised when she did something more.