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Tiger by the Tail (Revised)

Written by D.J.

Disclaimer: Zig Zag is a character created by Max Blackrabbit, while characters Tracy and Stacy Skunk, Tina Lynx, Hoss, and Sheila Vixen are created by Eric Schwartz. Tigerlily is created by the Author along with the remaining characters in this story. This is a work of fanfiction and not meant to be Canon: Unless Max and Eric want it to *hint* *hint*.

Cmon Ziggy! Let's go!

Sheila, a bubbly, voluptuous vixen was chiming excitedly, her arms locked around the arms of Tina, a chubby but shapely Lynx and her employer and porn queen Zig Zag. The buxom fox babe was clad in a skimpy black miniskirt and crop top, the fabric looking very strained around her ample breasts. She was coaxing them toward the strip club they were heading too, the big purple and blue neon sign flashing with the words PUSSY GALORE made from twisted glass tubes. It was one of those few Saturday nights that Zig Zag and Tina Lynx would go out with the other girls from ZZ Studios where they worked and go out for a night on the town. Zig Zag, who was the owner of the famous porn studios never turned down a chance to enjoy a night out; however, she was not sure what to make of this one club that was not normally under her radar.

You sure about this, Sheila? Tina asked, her chubby body covered by her typical sweater and pants. This place looks like a dive.

The vixen turned, her sparkling green eyes would have locked to Tina's, had the Lynx not been wearing her trademark sunglasses even at night, Trust me, Tina! You girls are going to love tonight!

Zig Zag could rarely resist the exuberant vixen, especially when the two were on or off camera and having a little personal fun together, and after a long week of deadlines, movie scenes and even acting in some of these porn films, The Tiger-skunk was eager for a way to blow off steam. She turned to point a remote on her keyring towards her car, a custom painted Dodge Viper, white with the same black tigerstripes as her owners' own furpattern.

The three girls were soon followed by another Trio who were coming up from behind out of a larger black humvee, emblazoned with a ZZ Studios logo on the side. Two skinny female skunks each held the arm of a large muscular brown furred stallion, Hoss, the equine easily twice the size of the females on either end of him. The skunk girls, Tracy and Stacy waved as they made eye contact and came in step to Sheila and the others.

So is she here tonight? Tracy said excitedly, hugging Hoss's heavy arm tightly in her arms. "The way you had been talking about her all month, I'm looking forward to seeing this mystery dancer."

Please say yes. Hoss pleaded, I'm losing feeling in both my arms from these two bundles of energy.

I'm going to ask right now. Sheila replied. She released the arms of Zig Zag and Tina, both of whom retrieved their arms and politely shook them to regain feeling in their fingers. The vixen bounded up to the bouncer at the door, a heavy set polar bear that stood almost taller than Hoss. He had a dark black shirt and pants that hugged his rotund but intimidating frame.

Demetri! Sheila asked, bounding up to the imposing ursine. The polar bear tilted his head down and his stern face quickly softened, a smile coming around his muzzle.

Sheela, moy lyubovnik The polar bear said in a deep Russian accent, You have returned!

The Vixen pounced on Demetri, her big breasted body barely able to wrap her arms around the thick bear's waist.

I told you I'd be back, you big sexy teddy bear! Sheila sang as they embraced.

"Ah, you always know vat to say to an old Bolshevik. And you bring guests? Demetri added, looking up at the entourage, then focusing on Zig Zag. I yam very familiar wif some of these.

The vixen peeled herself from the bouncer and introduced them all. The bouncer smiled and offered a hand to Zig Zag.

Any friend of my Tovarishch, is mine as well! Demetri said warmly.

Glad to hear it, Demetri. Zig Zag replied with equal warmth.

So tell me, Demetri? Sheila asked, Is she on tonight?

Da. He replied, grinning broadly, She will be, how you Americans say, da main attraction.

The vixen squealed happily and hugged the big bear once more, then the bear opened the door and welcomed the group into the club. Sheila practically bounced, her breasts jiggling wildly with unbridled joy and excitement.

You seem pretty fired up to see whoever we're seeing, Sheila. Tina asked inquisitively.

Sheila twirled around grinning wildly. Let me put it this way, Tina. She said with a sly grin, If I didn't have Rod, I'd totally become a lesbian for Tigerlily.

At that moment, Zig Zag found herself feeling a stab in her own chest at that declaration. Although her and her boyfriend Rod had an open relationship, Sheila never called herself bi-sexual, despite all the times she has had sex with Zig Zag in the past.

This Tigerlily must be quite the hottie then. Tracy commented.

Even Zig Zag found herself curious about who an employee in some worn-down strip club could get Sheila this excited.

As they stepped through a velvet curtain out of the lobby hallway, they were plunged in the dimly lit murk of a seedy strip club. Their ears were assailed by the heavy bass music that reverberated through the expansive room. Smells of cheap booze, cigarette smoke and other scents assaulted the tiger-skunk's nose, and she could instantly understand many of those 'other' scents from experience; apparently, cigarettes weren't the only things they were smoking in this place.

A young lapine girl wearing a g-string and a bow tie stepped up, holding a tray of drinks. She was slender and cute, her tits small but perky. Sheila! She exclaimed and leaned in to kiss the vixen's cheek, You want the usual spot?

She shook her head, I got company tonight, Angie. Can you get me one of the larger tables?

Angie bit her lower lip and looked around, I'll check...you know Tigerlily's on tonight, right?

Demi told me.

Tigerlily? That was an exotic name for a dancer, Zig Zag thought. It wasn't unexpected considering that Zig Zag wasn't even her real name either. It was an interesting name though, and it made her even more curious.

Well so does everyone else. The bunny said with a big grin, her free hand pointing her thumb behind her at the tables. She always brings in the crowd. Sure enough, the tables around the stage were all occupied with couples and groups, all drinking, laughing and watching as other naked women were on stage, dancing and parading their nude bodies to the enjoyment of all.

Sheila looked a bit concerned until the topless waiter gasped and stepped past the vixen. Angie quickly placed the tray on a table and grabbed Zig Zag's hands in hers.

Oh my gawd! the bunny exclaimed, her eyes sparkling and wide. You're Zig Zag, aren't you?

Zig Zag smiled awkwardly, Unless you know another Tiger-skunk, I think I am.

Angie quickly released Zig's hands and put them over her own blushing cheeks, Oh gawd, I'm so sorry. She babbled nervously, I started gushing all over you. I didn't mean to...

It's alright. Zig Zag interrupted, gesturing her to calm down. We just came on Sheila's recommendation, so...

The young bunny girl nodded and quickly retrieved her tray, Say no more, Miss Zig Zag. I'll talk to the owner. And she was quickly weaving through the club for the bar.

Tina sighed loudly, Another fan, huh boss?

It was to be expected, Zig Zag thought. Being a popular actress in the underground world of adult films, and having been born with her unique tiger stripe fur pattern would definitely make her stand out. She was thankful for having Hoss and the others around in this cheap looking club. Though the stallion was an actor at the studio, having a huge male like him around was comforting for more than just then the fact that he had a cock the size of Zig Zag's thigh.

Hey! a loud and Spanish sounding voice came from the crowd.Bienvenidos my beauties! The crowd parted and a spindly looking fur emerged. Zig Zag was astonished to see a uniqueness with this man. He was a wolf, but not the tall and muscular kind, instead he was spindly and thin, and instead of the usual greyish fur common among wolves, his fur was a deep red color. Apparently this wolf had a mixed heritage of Fox as well.

The Folf walked up and gave Sheila a generous hug, his hands quickly reaching down to grasp the vixen's ample rump blatantly, Chica, you look so bueno. So tight and sexy!

Sheila didn't seem to react to the overt grope. I get lots of exercise. Hector. She said jokingly.

I'd love to work out with you, Chica. The wolf-fox replied, a sly lilt on his voice.

Ignoring the come-on, Sheila stepped aside, breaking the hybrid's hold on her ass. I want to introduce you to my co-workers. Everyone, this is Hector Sanchez, the owner of the club. She introduced them one by one, and Hector greeting each enthusiastically.

When Sheila finally got to Zig Zag, Hector held up a hand, No need for introductions, chica. He said and leaned over to hold out his hand to the tigerskunk. Zig Zag gripped firmly. Thank you for taking good care of my girl.

The pleasure is all mine, Miss Zig Zag. Hector said smoothly, leaning down to kiss the tigerskunk's hand. I only wish I could get her up on stage...she'd be as big as my headliner.

Sorry, Zig Zag said with equal smoothness, She's already spoken for. Subtle, Zig Zag's words conveyed plenty to the smooth-talking hybrid: Back off, the vixen's mine.

The hint was obviously taken when Hector stood back upright and shrugged, Así es la vida. Such is life. You can't blame a man for trying, Si? Hector was definately an opprotunist, and if he could get it, he would have killed to get any of the girls from Zig Zag's studio, including herself, to show off on stage for even a night and make a killing. Stripping on a pole wasn't beyond Zig Zag's abilities, but it only reminded her of a period in her life before becoming a porn star and finding her true calling. It was a time she wouldn't like to recall just now.

As if to shatter the awkward moment, Angie reappeared and spoke into Hector's ear. He brightened and smiled, Buen trabajo, my dear. A quick pat on her rump sent the topless bunny off with a giggle as Hector turned to the group, I have seen to it that we get the famous stars of ZZ Studios the best table in the house! He turned aside and held out his hand, the large fox-like tail swaying behind him, Come, come. Let me personally escort you there.

Hector led the group to a large circular table set in the corner nearest the stage. They all sat into the table, but Hoss sat next to Zig Zag, much to Tracy and Stacy's chagrin.

I think I'll be fine here, Hoss. Zig Zag instructed the big stallion.

This idiot owner just advertised a VIP in the club. Hoss replied, I'd feel a bit better having someone watching out for you.

Hoss wasn't meant to be any type of bodyguard, but the dumb stallion had bonded with the girls at the studio, even though he has had ample camera time with each and every one of them at some point. Zig Zag didn't want to admit the idea of the big stud stallion next to her wasn't going to be reassuring.

Angie returned once the group was settled in and started getting drink orders. Before long, the group was having a good time. Sheila had taken a seat closer to the stage and was flashing several bills to each of the girls on stage. Some of the men at the stage started staring at Sheila, who apparently had not worn a bra as usual and was showing off her own jiggling jugs through her croptop. One guy who appeared to be completely plastered even stuffed a few bills into the vixen's cleavage and calling for a lapdance. Demetri took care of the man quickly.

Isn't this the best place ever? Sheila said, coming back to the table and taking a gulp of her third drink that night. Zig Zag had always claimed that the vixen could never get drunk, that she stored that booze in her huge tits. It seemed true tonight as she didn't even look buzzed. If the booze did affect her, it only seemed to make her even more vapid and bubbly.

After another half hour of watching strippers and drinking, everyone was loosening up and getting into the festivities. It was a day to just let the stresses of the week melt away and just to enjoy living. Tracy and Stacey apparently didnt hold their liquor as well as Sheila, and were both making out at the table in a drunken tangle; fortunately, it was shadowy there enough that the two skunks were hardly noticed groping one another.

Tina was relaxed, nursing her own drinks, but showing no real sign of a buzz short of her more mellow attitude. Hoss had kept by Zig Zag's side, being the designated driver and keeping to a few sodas. Zig Zag had been also sipping on her own drink, trying to stave off loosening a bit too much, but just getting the edge off her. The week had been long and the tigerskunk was looking to unwind.

Instead, Zig Zag was watching the dancers and was remembering that dark time in her life. Back when she had ran away from her abusive father and drunk mother, all she had was the clothes on her back. She had friends who would shelter her, but in order to make any money to survive, she often had to sell herself on the street corners. Her body and furpattern seemed to make her wanted, but it had been demeaning and she wanted more out of life. She had desired to become an actress, but again, her furpattern made parts difficult to find. When she got hired as an exotic dancer, it had been a turning point for her off the street and eventually got her on the path that led to her being a successful porn star and eventual owner of the #1 porn studio in the world. As she watched the girls on the poles parade their naked bodies to the crowd, she started to wonder what kind of story they all had as well--How many of them were street walkers and this was their chance out of the dangerous life of prostitution?

Shit.

The curse made Zig Zag snap out of her thoughts and look up at Hoss. He was staring intently at someone and she followed his gaze. There on the other side of the building at the bar was a sleazy and familiar looking black furred weasel in a greasy blue suit and tie. Next to him was a burly looking Bull in a pinstriped suit that seemed to be acting as lookout for the dimiuative mustilid

"It's the weasel." the Stallion said, his voice sounding sour.

Sam the weasel, Zig Zag mused, her own lips curling in a snarl. Sam had tried to recruit Zig Zag back in the day as well, trying to get the tigerskunk in adult films; however, he had already a bad reputation for getting his actresses addicted to drugs and making them prostitutes on the side. The weasel was a slimy owner and pimp, using the girls he gained as both his own private harem of sluts, but using them as his own personal money-maker, selling them to whatever pervert had his price and not giving a shit what kind of demented kinks they had. Zig Zag recalled back then of one girl that used to walk the corner with her that got snatched up by Sam, and a month later, Zig Zag was sent into a police morgue to identify her remains. It was then she decided to get off the street and get further away from the Weasel.

"What the hell is that loser doing here?" Tina inquired, also noticing the little asshole.

"If he's here" Zig Zag said with stern control, "It's for one reason--he's recruiting."

Suddenly the lights in the room went dim and the music faded, leaving only the conversations of the people in the room left, but even they had quickly shut up at this sudden change.

This is it! Its time! Shiela squealed at Zig Zag, bouncing herself and her breasts energetically.

Ladies and gentlefurs! The DJ's voice echoed from the speakers, You know what time it is?

Cheers erupted around the club, the loudest being Sheila. Zig Zag had become insanely curious now. Even she never got that kind of a reaction during her days as a stripper. Moreso, with the sighting of Sam the Weasel, she had a pretty good idea who his target was going to be.

A pair of white spotlights beamed on the curtain covering the back of the stage Time for who you came to see Pussy Galore's star attraction -- the one...the only...Tigerrrrrrrlily!

Whoops, cheers and sloshing drinks rose up as the sound of a long sultry guitar riff played over the speakers. As the song began, Zig Zag recognized it almost instantly as ZZ Top's "I need you tonight". As the start of the song began with the drums coming in, a long sexy leg emerged from the curtains. It was lusciously toned and the fur was a brilliant orange with black tigerstripes.

It's a tigress? Tina questioned, sounding somewhat dissapointed We came to see a run-of-the mill cat?

As the song built up, something new emerged. The top of the curtain was still closed together as the tigress' backside came into view. Everyone at their table gasped as instead of a long sinewy Tiger tail, a tuft of white rabbit tail appeared over that perfect peach of an ass.

What the hell? Zig Zag balked, Is that...

The snare drum began to crash as the curtains parted suddenly. There on stage was a tall athletic creature unlike anything Zig Zag had ever seen. From the tips of her green painted toeclaws to her neck was the body of a tigress, her body looking like she was chisled like a body builder with toned rippling muscles revealed even through her pelt. Her fur was orange with black tigerstripes all the way up her alluring body, with soft white fur coating her front and ample chest. Her breasts and sex was shielded with the glittering shimmer of a red sequined bikini, the lights reflecting off the small flecks like rubies.

From her neck up, however, she was like a different creature entirely. Though still sporting the same orange and black fur, her face was lapine. A gorgeous bunny with almond shaped green eyes that shone in the ambient light like emeralds, tear streaks of black stripes coming from under her eyes. Zig Zag was enraptured at the sight of feline fangs jutting from this alien-looking rabbit's lips as the hybrid stripper smiled a toothy sensual grin. Cresting over her head, long locks of blood-red hair cascaded down past her shoulders in supple waves of crimson. The hair trailed down along her head, with only two leaf like ears emerging from atop her head, the fur on her ears with orange and black stripes like the rest of her.

She's a...Tiger-bunny? Tina gawked trying to come up with a quick term for the new species she saw. Hoss sat there, his jaw practically in his lap while even Tracy and Stacey stopped their necking to stare in shock and wonder. Only Shiela seemed to be unfazed by the sight of the unique hybrid, racing over to get closer to the stage.

The sound of ZZ Top echoed through the club as the alluring tigerbunny strutted towards the central wing of the stage. Her hips popped in rhythmn to the music, the stilletto clad feet angled to accentuate her toned curves. As the lyrics rang out, Tigerlily reached out to grab the pole, fingers curled gently around the metal shaft and glistening green fingernails scraping the chrome rod. The hybrid slowly orbited around the pole, long legs swinging about alluringly to the delight of the onlookers, who were already tossing wads of cash on the edge of the stage. Like worshippers bringing offerings to the altar of their goddess, the crowd was electric at the sight of their exotic symbol of devotion.

Even Zig Zag found herself staring longingly at the lustful looking hybrid woman, her eyes drinking in that long tall glass of womanhood before her. She had always seen the glassy eyed stares and lustful glares of those that looked at her and her exotic fur, but now that she was seeing it for herself from the perspective of onlooker, she realized just how exotic hybrids like her were. Tigerlily was familiar but different, a pefect blend of feral tigress and adorable rabbit, all wrapped together in an athletic beauty who was a perfect balance of feminine allure and primal power.

The music continued, slow dirty riffs that reeked of sensuality as the tigerbunny turned and displayed herself for the simmering patrons. She turned around, gripping the pole with both hands and bent over, letting her ass blatantly sway back and forth, dipping low and high to the beat of the thrumming song. The sight of that tigerstripped ass, the tuft of white bunny fur crowning that perfect round bum as she let it sway like a metronome to the enthralled masses proved far too enticing to the onlookers, who watched in rapt attention.

"Damn, Zigs" Tina finally spoke, her voice sounding labored, "Look at how she's playing the crowd! She's even got Sheila going at it!" Sure enough, the tigerbunny was now bending over the stage, letting the buxom vixen reach out and stuff several bills deep into the hybrid woman's cleavage. Now Zig Zag was feeling a pang of envy, not just from the fact that Sheila was being so blatant with the stripper girl, but that she wanted to go over there and do the same. Fuck, Zig Zag realized to herself, Is this how others see me too?

Tigerlily suddenly went into the groove as the meat of the song was now playing full blast. She reached up to the pole and was now taking quick steps, vaulting up into the air and letting her body swing about, legs hooking about the metal rod. She tightened her thighs and ended several orbits around by bending her body upside down, crimson tresses draped over the polished stage. Her arms released the pole, now suspended by her entangled legs and her hands reached out, a hand to each side of the drooling throng.

"Those muscles aren't for show, apparently." Hoss said with a whistle.

The crowd was totally mesmerized as the tigerbunny lifted herself up to the pole, not using anything more than her own abdominals, causing Hoss to let out another loud whistle of approvial. The hybrid stripper seemed to be thinking the crowd had taken enough of her teasing. With her legs still hooked around the pole, she quickly untied the string behind her back and with a flourish, her sequined top fell off of her breasts, causing the crowd to explode with shouts and cheers. Zig Zag herself was too enraptured to even notice her own nipples were pressed against her bra as she watched the Tigerbunny's firm breasts jiggle slightly from the motion. With a swing, Tigerlily hurled the treasured top into the crowd, landing deftly into Sheila's outstretched hands. As if she had suddenly acquired a sacred relic, the Fox squealed and crushed it against her own bosom.

With her top bare and exposed, the Tigerbunny seriously got into the music and uncurled her thighs around the pole. The guitar riffs built in power and intensity as if the song had changed just for her. She turned around on the pole, spinning and swaying her body to the music in a slow but sensual undulation, her motions matching the ascending and descending tones of the music. Her legs each took turns hooked around the pole, the motion allowing her legs to swing her about, putting the tigerbunny in new and wonderfully flexible positions that gave new glimpses into the flexability of the feminine form. She was hypnotizing those watching, her naked breasts jostling only slightly, but her hips were taunting and inviting at the same time, beckoning the crowd like a siren's song, luring them to an erotic doom.

At one point, Tigerlily pulled herself up on the pole, swinging around the vertical rod with her legs straddling it provocatively. She came down low, her hands just at chin level and the spotlight shone lightly over her. The Tigerbunny's green eyes shone as she let her tongue slowly lick over the metal rod with her hands carressing the metal. Instantly, several men at the stage flinched and shivered, no doubt their fantasies of their own rods being favored so was foremost on their filthy minds.

Even Zig Zag found herself wishing she had that tongue to herself. She was moving with the flow, feeling herself seep into many fantasies that she wanted to do and see done to that sexy tigerbunny. Damn if she wouldn't make one hell of a porn star!

It was nearing the end of the song, and yet the Tigerbunny didn't seem to stop. Again, she lifted up off the stage, legs folded up under her. She twisted her body a good 180 degrees, her long legs now spread wide in an upside down splits. She lingered there for several moments, suspended high over the stage before she went into a series of twists and spins, her body curling around the pole like she was a snake constricting the metal shaft. Without her feet touching the stage, the tigerbunny twisted, lifted and turned with a sinewy grace around the pole, drawing astonished moans. At one point, the bunny gripped the pole with both hands, held out her body horizontally out and spread her legs in a display of flexability and strength that drew amazed applause.

"I could do that..." Tracy said with a pout.

Stacey glanced at Tracy with a comical grin, "You'll need a boy scout troop to untie all the knots in your back afterwards."

The music was coming to the final measure and with perfect choreography, Tigerlily's body slithered down back onto the stage, slowly lowering herself down on the stage on her back, arms stretched over her head and her topless body displayed for all to burn the vision of exotic beauty into their minds. Applause and money flew up over the prone tigerbunny as she lingered for a few moments, letting the crowd savor the moment of visual passion before them before the stage went dark and the tigerbunny could leave the stage. Two other girls came out from behind and started gathering up the earnings left behind by the delirious crowd. Based on the mess on the stage, it would be quite the haul.

Zig Zag felt herself dizzy and aroused, intoxicated by the exotic ambrosia she had just consumed with her eyes. She had always wondered what it was like seeing another hybrid girl like her in action, and wondered if when she had danced on a pole did she ever draw that kind of a erotic delirium. It made her wonder if she could still draw that kind of excitement again. What a silly thought, She considered. She was a bit older, granted, but she still had the body and athleticism to get up on a stage like that and give a show that would do just as well. She might wind up feeling it the next day, but it would be worth it.

"She didn't take off her thong." Hoss said somewhat dissapointedly.

"She's good." Tina said, stroking her chin thoughtfully, "She already has them eating out of the palm of her hand. She's giving them just enough to keep them wanting more."

That made sense to Zig Zag. The Tigerbunny had already worked the crowd into a frenzy and that was just with her top. Now the crowd is going to come back next time she's on, anticipating she'll show off the rest and keep them writhing. A consumate tease, Zig Zag deduced.

As the lights changed and the room became lighter, Tina suddenly grabbed Zig Zag's shoulder, "Hey! Look!" she said, pointing towards the bar. Sure enough, Sam and the big bovine were no longer around.

"That scumbag wouldn't have missed a performance like that..." The Lynx said with a scowl, "Unless..."

Unless he was going after the one thing that could make his porn business a competitor for ZZ Studios--he was going to get his own hybrid hottie.

Suddenly the curtain's burst apart and a huge bovine toppled out, sliding across the stage and causing the girls there to jump out of the way. Patrons fell over and drinks spilled as the large bull slid into the pole with a dull thud. From behind the curtains, Tigerlily stood, her unshod leg still stretched out in post-sidekick, her top still off and the thong strained to contain the hidden treasure from the outstretched leg.

Hoss, acting as the bodyguard stood in front of Zig Zag to protect her as the other girls stood to see the incident. Sheila was on the ground, her curvy form atop a lucky patron she fell atop of. He was stunned, but didn't seem to mind the sexy vixen colliding on him.

"What the fuck?" the DJ exclaimed as Tigerlily stepped onto the stage defiantly.

"HECTOR!" She roared ferociously, "Get this trash out of here or so help me..." She reached back into the curtain and pulled out a shocked and screaming Sam Weasel from behind the curtain and shoved him into view. Sam cried as he stumbled and fell at the bovine's feet in a knot of confused feet and hands.

In moments, Hector and Demitri both came into view as the lights of the bar were turned on fully.

"What the hell, chica!" Hector screamed, "What are you doing?"

"Y'all let this piece of shit backstage, Hector?" The tigerbunny demanded. Zig Zag was interested to hear that she had a southern drawl, as if she was a belle of the south. That only made her even more exotic.

"He came to offer a contract, Krissie!" Hector replied, "He said it was legit!"

Demitri came up towards the bovine as he stirred and tried to sit up. The polar bear's eyes widened as the bull rose up quickly and started towards Tigerlily again.

The Bull's fist drew back and aimed a blow for the hybrid. Tigerlily spun to avoid the blow, and instead, brought her feet in low, knocking the bull's feet out from under him. With his center of gravity knocked off kilter, Tigerlily grabbed the bull by one of his protruding horns and sent the bull careening off to the side of the stage, the massive bovine's head crashing into the wall. The crowd screamed in alarm as the Bovine's body twitched, tried to get up, but then collapsed into unconsciousness.

"You....bitch!" Sam's hand reached into his jacket, only to feel Demitri's meaty paws grab him and pull him off the stage. The weasel fought for only a moment before the bear wrenched Sam's hand. A glint of black metal was found and before anyone could see it, Demitri drove the weasel's body into the floor and held him there, pinning the gun he was pulling out against his chest.

"Call da police!" Demitri roared to Hector. The Folf started to protest but seeing the stern scowl on the polar bear's eyes, he realized the alarm.

"Everyone stay calm!" Hector said as he pulled out his cell phone. Demitri was gathering up the cursing little weasel and pulling something from his coat, "Just a energetic fan of our star..."

"Fan my sexy ass, sugah!" Tigerlily interrupted, "That son of a bitch is Sam Weasolski!"

Hector's eyes turned wide and he glared at Tigerlily, then at the weasel under Demitri's hands. "Hijo de puta!" He said with a growl, "Sam the Weasel?"

"Y'all didn't know?" Tigerlily questioned loudly, sounding actually shocked.

Meanwhile, Hoss was over with Sheila, helping her up and checking on the others as the whole incident was playing out. Tina whistled in disbelief.

"Hoss was right." She said in amazement, "That chick's muscles aren't just for show."

Zig Zag could only stare at the topless tigerbunny, her latent street smarts coming to full bloom. She had seen more than her share of street fights, both professional and just simple thugs beating the shit out of one another. She had even been in her own share of scrapes defending herself from bitter clients for her past 'services'. The Tigerbunny had just took a 350lb bovine and threw him off his feet and dropped him like he was a down pillow. Anyone with an ounce of street savvy could see that she was a professional trained fighter. What on earth was a athletic tigerbunny, who knew martial arts be doing in a seedy strip club like this?

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"I'm going to sue you out of existance, Sanchez!" Sam screamed from inside the squad car, "You can't do this to me!" He was handcuffed in the back of the vehicle, screaming curses through the window.

"I wasn't the pendejo who tried to assault one of my girls and pull out a gun in a crowded club." Hector replied from the other side of the squad car's window. "You're lawyer is going to have his hands full as it is."

A policeman gestured for Hector to step back as the police car pulled out of the parking lot. More police were around, flashing lights dancing around the open lot. It hadn't taken long for the police to show up and apprehend Sam and his bodyguard. Demitri was talking to a couple of detectives, giving his statement to them about the incident. Tigerlily was also out there talking to the police, her body now clothed in a green T-shirt and jeans. Patrons who hadn't already ran off were milling about, curious about the event.

Zig Zag herself had stayed along with her entourage and was also questioned by the police. She may have been a porn star but she had kept her activities within the law, even considering her profession.

After a half hour of grilling, the police had all the information they needed and were leaving. Zig Zag and the others watched close by as Sheila rushed over to Tigerlily.

"Krissie!" She squealed, reaching out to hug the tigerbunny warmly. To Zig Zag's suprise, the hybrid woman didnt push away, but instead embraced the vixen affectionately.

"Sugah!" Tigerlily exclaimed, "I thought I saw you in the crowd tonight!"

"Are you alright?" The vixen inquired with genuine concern.

"Nothing I couldn't handle. You know that, sugah." The tigerbunny said with a sly wink.

"I guess they know each other." Tina said, coming up behind Zig Zag.

"Figures as much." Zigs replied.

Sheila was taking Tigerlily by the hand and bringing her over to Zig Zag and the others, "Everyone, This is Kristina. Krissie, this is..."

"I declare!" Tigerlily exclaimed as she locked eyes on Zig Zag, "Sheila said she worked for the one and only, but..." Immediately the tigerbunny's hands clasped around Zig Zag's, "Pardon me for being so blunt, but I am yer biggest fan, Miss Zig Zag!"

Zig Zag couldn't stop from showing her surprise at Tigerlily's declaration. She was clearly younger than Zig Zag and built like a weightlifter and had the voice so sexy, she could turn water into sweet milk. Now she was instantly gushing all over her like some fangirl.

"I'm...uh...flattered..." Zig Zag struggled for the words, confused at the change of character. "You were...impressive tonight."

Tigerlily let out a giggle and seemed to blush despite her fur. "Y'all are jus' too kind, Miss Zig Zag."

"Kaiser!"

Tigerlily turned to see a furious Hector Sanchez coming up upon them, his face visibly straining with frustration.

"What the hell were you doing, chica? Clobbering that pendejo the way you did!"

Now it was Tigerlily's turn. She wheeled around and leaned into the owner, her lips curled in a feral snarl.

"What the hell were y'all doing, Hector! Allowing that scumbag backstage!"

Hector's fury was quickly tamped down, no doubt aware of the sexy hornet's nest he was poking at the moment.

"He said he was a talent scout!" Sanchez shrugged, "He wanted to do a photo shoot! Said it was going to make a lot of money for the club!"

"Unbelievable!" Tigerlily expounded, throwing up her hands in obvious disbelief, "You let that piece of trash into this club--with a gun, I might add--and you didn't know he was coming in here to try to turn me into one of his crack-whores?"

Hector was on the defensive and losing ground. He shrugged and shook his head, "I didn't know it was Sam the Weasel, chica!"

"Don't you 'chica' me!" Tigerlily scolded, pointing a green painted nail into the Folf's chest. "I apparently was thinking you had some brains in that cute head of yours, Hector, but it would appear that y'all are dumber than a sack of rocks!"

Now it was Hector's turn to attack, "You're a dancer, not a bouncer, Kristina. You should have called security or Demitri!"

Zig Zag watched as Tigerlily bored down on Hector, "Much as ah love that old Ruskie, Hector, he screwed up; but, the owner should be keeping his hands off his waitress' ass and keeping an eye out for that kind of trouble."

"You're out of line, Chica!"

"Fuck you, Hector! You risked the lives not only of me, but all the other girls back there cause you were too busy getting into some poor girl's panties...again."

That was all Hector could take. He reached out and grabbed Tigerlily's wrist, "That's enough, woman! I won't let you...AUGH!" Hector fell to his knees as his outstretched hand was now curled in a desperate tangle of loosened fingers, Tigerlily's other hand reached around and wrenched it into an awkward and unnatural position to release his grip on her wrist.

"Y'all just had to pretend you had a pair, didn't ya sugah?" Tigerlily snarled. He bent Hector's hand just a bit more, enough to make the Folf shriek in pain.

Watching all this, Hoss started to step forward, but Zig Zag quickly gestured him back, "This isn't worth getting yourself hurt, Hoss." The horse looked down at his boss and silently saw the look on Zig Zag's eyes. This woman will fuck you up, Hoss. Don't do it. That was enough for Hoss to relax and watch the exchange from the safety of being a spectator. Demitri had also came towards Hector and Tigerlily, but showed enough smarts himself to know not to get into a scrap with the two arguing hybrids.

"Hector is right, Krissie." Demitri responded, "I saw da weasel, but got distracted by the crowd."

Tigerlily put a heel to Hector's chest and shoved him onto his back, releasing his wrist at the same time and sent the Wolf-fox sprawling at the Polar bear's feet. She looked up at Demitri and the two locked gazes.

"Sorry, sugah." She said, sounding apologetic, "But you should have known better."

"Da." Demitri agreed, "It was ze bad call on me. I...how you say...'dropped da ball', Krissie."

Hector gathered himself up from the ground, clutching his wounded wrist and pride. He growled as he looked up at the Tigerbunny, "If you weren't my star dancer, I'd fire you on the spot, bitch!"

"Then I'll save you the trouble, sugah." Tigerlily declared, arms akimbo. "I quit!"

Everyone gasped at that, even Zig Zag.

"No!" Hector exclaimed, "You can't!" He clambered up, but winced as he tried to use his wounded wrist to help himself up."

"This isn't the first time I had to defend myself against some bum you let slip past, Hector."

"Krissie, chica." Hector said, gathering up whatever charm he had left, "You can't do this, baby."

"Funny," Tigerlily said with a disgusted look, "I thought I just did."

"But...the club!"

"The club is already ruined." Zig Zag finally added, "No one's going to come back here after a slip of security like this, Mr. Sanchez."

Hector looked at Zig Zag, realizing who it was and flinching, "But...I can hire better security...I'll fire Demitri!" The Polar bear glowered down at the wolf-fox.

"That's not the problem." Hoss added, "You let in a known criminal into this club, and you personally allowed him backstage. At least Demitri has the balls to admit he screwed up. You on the other hand should have known better."

"He's right, Hector." Tigerlily chimed, "You're pandering to any sweet-talking, two-bit thug that promises quick money just so he can get a glimpse of the girls backstage, and you're just encouraging more problems."

"I can change that!" Hector pleaded.

"Not this time." Tigerlily declared, "The girls aren't going to want to come back to work after this either. They'll all find a better gig elsewhere with a responsible owner."

Fury creased over Hector's face, realizing his business and his world was suddenly unraveling. In an act of recklessness, he reached out, grabbing Tigerlily's bicep, "You bitch!" He growled, teeth bared.

Before anyone could react, Tigerlily whirled on her former employer, bringing her hand palm up under the outstretched Folf's elbow. Everyone cringed as the sick crunch of bone and tissue erupted from Hector's arm. Forearm and upper arm bent in a sick angle from the shattered elbow and Sanchez fell back screaming and writhing in agony.

"Cheezus!" Tina said alarmingly, sickened at the nasty injury.

Tigerlily stood up straight and glared down at the writhing Folf, "The wrist was a warning, Sanchez. Your arm is self-defense. Y'all come after me like that again and y'all have to unzip your pants to pick your nose."

"DAMN!" Hoss exclaimed, "Glad I'm not on her bad side!"

Tigerlily stepped away from the withering pile of her ex-boss and looked at Sheila, "Well, sugah, guess ah'm going to have to start looking for another job."

"Actually." Zig Zag inserted, "You do exotic dancing...ever interested in adult films?"

Tigerlily blinked as she looked at the tigerskunk, "Adult....me?"

"Got any experience?"

Sheila wrapped an arm around Tigerlily's shoulder and pulled her in close, their' breasts pressing alongside one another's. "Oh trust me, boss, she's got experience."

Zig Zag looked at Sheila with a sly smirk. That explains the Vixen's interest in Tigerlily. She turned back to the Tigerbunny again, who was shrugging, "Well...what do ah got to lose, huh?"

Tigerlily wrapped her arm around Sheila's waist and pulled her close. Tracy and Stacy did the same with Hoss, while Tina went up against Zig Zag and took her free hand.

"So the night's still young, boss." She asked, "What do you think we should do now?"

Zig Zag considered that then looked back at Tigerlily with a lewd grin.

"I dunno," She said, "You up for an 'audition' tonight, Tigerlily?"

The Tigerbunny blinked and looked at the group. She smiled and gave Zig Zag a wink, "Sugah, this looks like the beginning of a beautiful friendship."