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The night club was abuzz with activity as midnight came. None of the patrons went home, for no one wanted to miss the sometimes random shows put on by the female employees. People danced, drank, and sang out loud in a drunken stupor, but all eyes were on the stage. The black platform in the front of the club where the most beautiful and exotic women anyone had ever seen put on a show no one would ever forget. The stage was far above mere strippers and whores. The women that danced on that dark, velvet curtained stage and bared their all under the unforgiving spotlight were proud, awe-inspiring goddesses that made even the drunkest patron sober. Their performances turned the nightclub into a theater. And now it was time for one of those performances.

The lights dimmed in the club, and those inside instantly knew what they were in for. All eyes drifted from whatever currently held their attention to the promise of a show of exotic beauty on the stage. The spotlights clicked on, bathing the beautiful black stage in light. They shifted to the curtains, where movement caused hearts to race and heads to spin with questions. Who would it be this time? What kind of show would they do? These questions went unanswered for the next few minutes, as a dead, respectful silence made the dark nightclub into anything but that.

And then it began.

A single, beautiful black furred paw parted the curtains. The paw was followed by a strong, muscular leg... and then by it's owner. The wolf that now stood on stage was massive by any standards, larger than anyone of any gender most of the club patrons had ever seen. Muscles danced and rippled across her body like water as she moved out into the center of the stage, completely nude and bare for all to see. The reaction was immediate. Some actually got up to leave. What was this!? This wasn't a woman...! Not by the standards they were used to! But the next movement from the ebony wolfess stilled them. Her leg lifted into the air, the taught muscles along it rippling and bulging as she lifted it. Further and further it went, the muscles in her powerful thigh standing out incredibly obviously. She pulled it up against her, now doing an almost perfect split and standing up on one leg. Her eyes were shut, reveling in her own movement. Jaws dropped as she let it go, gently letting it fall at the same slow speed it rose, demonstrating her perfect muscle control and power. Those who were about to leave now stayed.

The wolfess seemed to know she had the audience's full, undivided attention. She stood straight, tall, and proud, her massive breasts sitting atop her powerful pectoral muscles like enormous mountains, each rosy pink nipple standing out as it's peak. She began to stretch. Her arms went up, and the muscles in her abdomen flexed. The bricks of her abs rolled and rippled as she rocked her broad hips back and forth, a small smile on her lips. She stretched her leg out as well, pointing her toe and doing a slight half turn, exposing her full, flexed, diamond hard calf for all to see. She turned completely now, her back facing the audience. But there, another show began.

Her arms crossed behind her head now, her hips still rocking back and forth in a slow, pendulous motion. The steel-hard muscles in her back rippled as she moved, captivating the audience with her sheer power. Broad shoulders worked and moved as she swayed, the tail far below swaying above a taut, massive rear end. Eyes were drawn there as her beautiful rear swayed and moved, the two half-moons of packed flesh making more than a few in the audience blush. But the wolfess was on the move again.

She turned back around in the same half-turn she had made before, only now, her chest puffed out much farther than it had before, her breasts sitting atop her rock hard slabs of pectoral muscle and swaying under their own weight. The lupine was back facing the audience fully now, slowly and carefully moving her arms and pressing her hands together in front of her. Those who payed careful attention noted the beautiful, powerful swell of her mighty biceps and upper arms as she pressed her powerful hands together. But all noticed the tensing of her pectorals that that motion caused. Each massive breast bounced under the force of each tensed muscle, alternating back and forth hypnotically as she further displayed her muscular control. Her pink nipples stiffened and rose with her evident arousal, drawing even more attention to each hefty breast. But as soon as this happened, the show of that muscle was over. On to the next.

Her arms moved slowly again, but again, those who paid attention saw every tiny fiber of muscle along her entire body, not just her arms, move. It was then that they finally realized... yes... this *was* a woman. A lot of woman. A woman who's power was anything but masculine. They saw her as she was; a goddess. A goddess blessing them with raw, feminine power. And cheers went up as she made her next movement. The previously stunned audience let their hostess know that they appreciated her fully. A grateful, almost relieved smile crossed her lips as she made her next move.

Her eyes opened first. Bewildered and entranced gasps went out as the audience was again captivated by an aspect of her beauty. Her golden pools of light seized them and drew them in deeper, suceeding in making hostess and audience one. Another small, pleased smile.

The next thing anyone knew, her biceps were fully flexed and bulging in the well-known double bicep pose. Her fists clenched and lifted her mighty arms level with her equally powerful shoulders, her biceps exploding outward with undeniable power. Each one seemed to grow further as she pumped her arms as far as she could. Her whole body joined in with this show, seeming to grow and swell right before their very eyes as she flexed every muscle she could. Her eyes shut again, and the audience felt the waves of euphoria she was feeling. Warm, tingling pleasure washed over each and every one of them, bringing them far more contentment and satisfaction than any one glass of beer, than any depraved sexual act could have brought them tonight. And they thanked her. Each patron rose and cheered, applauded and celebrated this woman's show, and the lupine muscle goddess bowed low, thanking them back. And with another ripple of muscle, a wink, and softly padding footsteps, she was gone.

Back behind the curtain.