Canterlot City - Before and After The Reign

I am Mojo Kitsune - I am a fox, born in an unknown or unseen side of the land of Equestria, but mostly forests. Our species were like the “cousins” of wolves and dogs. However, we all were part of a large family, friends and relatives alike. We were a “behind-the-scenes” kind, sneaking around and dodging whatever comes at us. Some of us protect and serve, while others stay behind. We attend parties and meetings when the occasion called for them. We even made contributions to repair what was broken and retrieve what was stolen.

At birth, we learn triumph and failure, right and wrong, as well as risk and reward. As we grow up, we were taught offense, defense, walking, running, espionage, adaptations, and even survival by our lost ancestors who lived before us. Mostly, we live in tough times and could only rely on our instincts to get by. We were told if we could survive the hardship in the woods, we could survive anywhere. Whenever something or someone chases us, we just run now and think fast. It’s been in our nature, and still is...

Yes, Equestria was indeed a huge world where all creatures came together. A peaceful city no less, which was all I could mostly remember...

Before the Reign

The former Princesses, Celestia and Luna, announced their retirement and passed the torch to a young Alicorn named Twilight Sparkle, which was more likely a smart decision. Various creatures relied on her whenever Sanger was afoot, and she, along with her friends, would take it on. We felt so safe, so much so that we wouldn’t have a care in the world. What sounded crazy was her announcement of expanding friendship even beyond Equestria. In fact, I remembered hearing her exact words,

“Our feats may have granted us peace, but it won’t last long. Danger can still disrupt it, both big and small. It’s only up to us to do something about it when the time comes. One day, I would be leaving this title with a bowed head. That’s why we must teach and develop the values and concepts of friendship all across Equestria and beyond, the way Celestia herself would do...”

For an Alicorn to think ahead, she had to have a titanic brain, not that I’m complaining... but to have that many creatures, in one huge place? I wouldn’t be as surprised if overcrowding became a first-rate issue. But if nothing else, we all know the princess would work something out. And she did, her uncanny idea was indeed summoning humans to become the city’s first of many civilians and workers to build machines, create establishments, and even socialize in specific matters. Come to think of it, she even had this major groundbreaking decree regarding human and creature interactions. Equality among species and all that. The first years of their arrival were trails by the handful, since Twilight approvals to human societies, Industries, and cultures, to name a few, were limited. The main conditions were that they resemble the sheer harmony amongst us all. Believe me, they all did.

Harmony couldn’t get much better as the years went by. Humans taught ponies and creatures their cultures, mannerisms, and even technologies. Of course, most humans at youth were taught to build their character, and learn friendship as well. Crazy, huh? Well, it’s nothing too surprising from what I figure. Every species have two basic functions, eating and mating, or in my case, fucking. Animals fuck, Humans fuck. We all fuck. Hell, even the princess could fuck anytime of day. Like I said, earlier, it’s in anybody’s nature, ours and theirs...

It was at that moment I realized, she was right after all... the worst was yet to come...

“Spoiled Rich plants money on Equestria, now newly formed Canterlot City!” was all in the press that day. As soon as I put the paper down, the whole city was never the same. A pony-only world; No peace, No balance, no struggle for triumph. Not a hard-working family in sight, just people and creatures in suits, filled with snobbery, poshness, and way too much class at every corner. People and Creatures were thrown out due to their insufficiencies against the higher-up standard. Others were running from the law, while others were unfortunately caught and taken, even as slaves. And what’s worse? Twilight was gone!

“You!” someone shouted at me. To my surprise, I saw stallions and humans holding metal prods and glowing spears. I said a “Hell, no!” to myself and just ran crazy. All of the cities were way too fancied everywhere I turn. So, as a young cub growing up in a bad time, I had to learn my instincts and adapt by jumping from building to building. The guards close in on me when I touch the streets, but could hardly catch up with me as I headed for higher ground. Not even looking back, I dodged a stallion in a suit without even a touch as I rushed to find a way out. Away from the whole utopia, and to an endless desert plain was where I stopped and crawled.

I saw to it that I had no choice but just go ahead and run my ass out of here as fast as I could, and follow the crowd of hopeless and heavily-beaten individuals. I took a look back and saw no sight of the guards, but a mess of people and creatures walking out with their hearts on their sleeves, crying and wincing in pain. I tried looking for where my family went, but I couldn’t see them throughout the huge horde of refugees. Most of us had no where else to go, and neither of us would risk going back to get everything we lost.

After the Reign

I was now in an upbeat city that was, luckily enough, thousands of miles far from the big one. In fact, this was as much paradise as it could ever be. It was a huge peninsula, a city near the islands, Best part was... No Spoiled Rich or anything like her to fuck it up. It was way beyond her city’s reach, in which almost everybody had to migrate to at this time of crisis. However, I figured she’d try to get her hands on it pretty soon. Even so, this whole land had democracy written all over it. In other words, “No greater power is of this land except for Celestia and God”, as one civilian would say. Come to think of it, we were taught the same thing back home.

I had to look for a job somewhere in this city, and not much luck has been for me so far except the feeling of freedom and opportunity all around. Along with it, the bright sun hitting through the palm island trees as I walk the lively streets of restaurants and shops, like it was the ultimate vacation spot. The whole unit was bright and colorful, enough to please every eye that walked by. Sounds of tropical and instrumental music added the flow of the city just perfectly, which was more than I could handle. I had a thought of looking for my family somewhere, but something of a loud scream interrupted.

I heard some commotion and looked to my left, seeing a weasel snatching a jewel from an old mare’s bag and running off. Seeing that this was a basic offense, I had to stretch my body for a bit before sprinting my way to the robber. I was closing in on him, but knowing he’s gonna throw me off his tail, I’ll have to use a different approach.

We made out way to a narrow alleyway, which was enough room for either of us to even pass each other through. But instead of following him entirely, I had to quickly jump from wall to wall until I was closer to him. The robber was that close to thinking he escaped, but he was unaware of my shadow. In no time at all, I dive-kicked him down and snatched the jewel from him before walking my way back to the shopping district, giving it back to the old mare.

“Thank you, young fox...” she said. I bowed and answered back before being on my way. It was then some buff looking earth stallion saw it all and had to approach me. He looked pretty old, but his structure proved otherwise.

“Hey, kid. Thanks fa savin’ my motha’s things. I feel I owe you a great debt.” the stallion spoke. He looked buff alright, but not too built. He had on an island shirt with shades on.

Oh. Well, there’s really no need, sir...” I complemented.

“Nonsense. You’re new in town. Lemme guess, you’re looking ta get employed?” he slightly read my mind.

***

The stallion’s name was Smooth Swinger, and he was running a barber and salon combo business under his late father, Suave Swinger. However, it was running low over the years, so he used it as a front for his real business, which was drug and escort services. He had about eleven prominent employees working in his stead, and they haven’t made much money with him. Now, they were left with six because most of them either quit or died due to insignificant decisions, which was beside the main point. The problem was that their rates changed due to competition, loss of interest, and possibly minor complaints. Guess that was where I would come in...

The business had a system set up: the top rate employees do delivery and home services. As for the middle rates, they do maintenance, repair, and accounting. Simply put, my job was to deliver products to locations on time, and cater to various women in need of stress relief (which was another side service Smooth had to run when sales don’t add up) like the rest of the workers, while other workers tinker or completely fix up stuff that is broken. But, before I could reap the benefits, I had to earn that spot first... Smooth mentioned that my job in the meantime was to clean up the warehouse, and the room in case of any guest visits. Luckily, I get to live in a largely open room of this colorful apartment they set me up with. It had a living room that’s not too small, clean beds, and a large cube-sized bathroom, along with a kitchen. A fair deal just for taking me in...

The first year was a struggle because I had to handle the heat in the warehouse. Oddly enough, there was only one fan in here that’s functioning, and even that’s not enough. I was sweating like hell, but I stood okay, despite the light beatings I took from the employees. While the guys had to go out and shop on their free time, I had to take care of the warehouse and ensure the product stays in its pure condition. Work was a bit tedious for a while, they said, but they’d expect to work themselves harder to the bone if need be. Whenever I had the chance, I’d visit the warehouse and look at how stressed the workers are, and give them some advice, which would be a problem for their pride at first. It was then I saw what they tried to ship out - a product they call, cocaine.

It was the main drug of this era today, and the only drug which the city was slightly moved by. Such a drug would normally be a root of evil, but that was only for those that don’t even have the knowledge to control their heads. For most species, it calms the body for a moment, while it keep them awake and upright. Some say it came from the new forests built by a generation of tribes who built their settlements there after Spoiled’s takeover. And with that, the plants they grew were what the city leaned on. Although, such potency and quality comes at a cost, and a lot of money would have to be put in for it.

Every night when the workers slept in their apartments rooms, I snuck out and started looking around the craziness of the city. The sounds of conversations and bass-stomping island music brought it to life. To my left were several restaurants chock full of customers, and to my farther right was a lively dance studio, with mares and women dancing to party music, with the instructors choreographing and counting loudly. Then suddenly, I had to hide in the crowds after seeing two shady looking humans carrying the same product the stallions were delivering. What really set it off was the fact they had guns in their waists. A lively crowd shouldn’t bear witness to such tactical heroics of mine, so I decided to walk away and head back to my hotel room and sleep it off.

From what I could figure, these humans had to steal the product from the deliveries. It was no wonder the business looked a little bad and not much money was coming in. Now, I had to come up with a way to get those thieves, and put the business back up and running...

Several months later, I had to do my duties as Smooth ordered while figuring out where to catch the thieves unscathed. The best I could do in the meantime was develop an understandable system so that they could keep score of their progress and use their talents for better development, which they don’t take too kindly at first. In fact, they looked at me and wonder how I kept my energy up despite a long day’s work every day. But, all they ever do is just rush their way into work, and tire themselves down too fast before they could even get home first. Sometimes, they just laze around, while some of them try to take a sick day. Either way, most of them probably don’t have the energy to do all of their jobs.

One of the employees tapped my shoulder and asked me that particular question, and I answered blindly that I just quit a couple hours of sleep. His reaction was,

"¡Caballito, maldito devorador de baterías! Debes tragarte un montón de baterías solo para levantar una pierna cada vez que dormimos, ¿eh? " he blurted out in his native tongue. The human employee’s name was El Caballo, who has on a blue tight muscle shirt and army-colored baggy shorts. I couldn’t understand what he was saying, but he looked like a tough guy on the eyes. We weren’t compatible at first, but he started to warm up to me little by little. In fact, seven of them saw me as a foreigner and understood where I come from, while the rest still think of me as suspicious.

Caballo mentioned that he was from the islands before he got the job. From what I could figure, he was probably involved in Spoiled’s reign and was forced out after defiance. He would think me as just some useless tool or some lifeless prude looking to take over, which I would never do at all. He was the first to think that my system idea was, as he says, “¡Mierda!”.

***

One night while everybody was sleeping in their hotel rooms, I snuck into Caballo’s room and woke him up.

“Coño, what do you want?” he turned to me in his bed.

“I got something going, but I need your help.” I spoke quickly.

“Honestly, what the fuck do you think you got going on except tomorrow, huh?”

“It’s gonna, in a good way, I guarantee you.” I firmly stated. It wasn’t long before got up out of bed and put on a white wife-beater shirt and cargo shorts. I grabbed him as soon as he was done, and as fast as I could, I took him to the exact same spot where the two shady heads were exchanging deals, and we’re about to exit out.

“These guys were onto your product. Your business, no, his business is going down because of them. The problem is who’s the employer that sent them here...”

“How can you tell?” Caballo looked the humans himself.

“I know...” I kept my eyes on the targets as they entered an abandoned one story house that had silver covers on the windows. I tapped Caballo’s shoulder quickly once they went inside. “Let’s go!”

I jumped out of the bush, and Caballo followed close behind. The minute he got word of the product being stolen ground his gears. We both snuck our way near the house nearly at the same time and caught the bastards. But, we had to stop ourselves and stay quiet. I came across the back door being slightly open before signaling Caballo, and whispered to him,

“Wait here, I go first. If you hear anything here, then come in.”

Caballo nodded before I opened the back door slowly, and closed it back. Then, I crawled inside until I saw the two humans in the kitchen calling on their cell phones and checking on our product. They finished checking, and just as they were about to type in a number, I made a light sound that alerted them. I bolted out of sight before one of them even ran to the sound. He exited the hallway, only to be knocked down by Caballo. That alerted the other human to grab his gun from his waist. I quickly barged in and kicked him to the chest, making him nearly lose his weapon. It wasn’t until I snatched him with a chop to the head. Once I caught him, I choked his neck before taking him down and putting him in a sleeper hold. Once he was unconscious, I snatched from his pockets a butterfly knife, a cell phone, and about thirty thousand bits in bills.

“¿Quién diablos eres tú?” I heard the other guy say before rushing my way back to Caballo, who I’d figure must be handling things. I had to exit from the back door and sneak in again. But as I looked upward, there was one window that wasn’t covered with metal. I climbed on, and saw the stallion confronting the human.

“I say who the fuck are you, cabron! You come here stealing our product?” the hothead employee boasted.

“It’s our product now, cuck! This city don’t deserve that good shit! Spoiled does!” he blurted out. It was then I abruptly threw the knife sharply at the human, and peeped out of the window. The knife pierced into the top part of his skull and stuck there, rendering him unable to move at all. The bastard slowly dropped to his knees and fell to his side.

“Coño! Mucho Cojones, dude!” Caballo called to me before I entered the house. We then had to clear the human off their clothes and dispose of the bodies somewhere in the backyard.

“Now where do we find something- wait! Let’s feed ‘em!” I smiled as soon as I heard two hungry pigs. They approached to us, angry until they saw the bodies.

Ay Dios, bro! Where you even learn this shit?” Caballo looked slightly scared, but felt impressed.

“It’s in my nature...” I said before we started throwing the bodies for the pigs to feed. Not even wanting to watch the whole thing, Caballo took off and ran. I followed by him and told him to just wash the blood off.

“Mis labios están sellados, el zorro loco!” he joked.

***

A day after the raid, I interfaced with Smooth about the system I came up with, keeping the raid Caballo and I pulled off in secret. He realized that the numbers started building up, and as a result, he felt like he was back in business. Next thing he did, he took the proposal into consideration before being dismissed back to my job. As I was cleaning the warehouse, the employees went rushing on high end to move packs of boxes.

“How in the fuck can we even move this stuff in there? There’s no way we can build up sales that way.” one of the employees put the box down hard.

“Why don’t you maybe do some furniture?” I proposed.

“We’re trying to deliver product, comemierda! What the fuck does furniture have to do with it?” Caballo shook his head.

After several observations, I had to put that information right into practice. “Use the product as a complimentary gift. Make the prices of furniture tolerable to buy online, which should cover your product costs. Take the Average furniture price, and sell it for a better price, but add your stuff to it for some extra money, then you can profit. Maybe double it for premium holders...”

The employees looked at each other then back at me. It was then Smooth broke the silence. “That’s real good thinking. I like it! This could work!”

In no time at all, operations were in full swing, and money was rolling in. Of course, word of mouth spread throughout the islands on this service, and everybody wanted a piece! I watched and smiled, seeing that they could finally stay in high spirits. For the whole thing to go on, old furniture were taken from the hotel rooms, and miniature bags of their product were hidden inside. But, they had to double-check, fix, and refurbish them before they could send them to the vans. In case you’re wondering where the vans go, then yes, they go to almost every corner of the land, even boatyards!

“Gentlemen, we are thirty thousand bits richer now! A month’s streak of four to five figures!” Smooth announced. The employees cheered their asses off.

“And it’s all thanks to this fox right here!” he pointed at me, and everyone applauded. Two of them clapped me on the back.

“Yeah, an’ whenevah we had ta take a sick day, you carried us back up!” one employee uttered excitedly.

“Dude, you know what? We should start celebratin’! Tonight, Burgers for da bruddas, and for dessert, Firehouse specials all around!” Caballo announces, and everybody repeated.

***

I woke up right after the bright sun rose, with rays making their way to the hotel windows. I get a loud set of knocks at the door. In swung the stallions and men, all in their island shirts and shorts, as if they’re about to hit the gym, which wasn’t what they had in mind.

“Get your ass up, Mojo! We’re goin’ Shoppin’!” Caballo called out.

“Shoppin’? Where?” I asked.

“First you gotta get your ass up, and grab a bag, dude! Vamos, Let’s go!” one of the employees beckoned.

Ok, ok, ok! Gimme a minute, yeah?” I had to head for bathroom and take a quick shower before drying up and putting on the only clean sleeveless shirt I had. After grabbing a bag and stuffing some extra clothes and items, I rushed my way out to meet the boys, who were indeed waited for me at the front. We started exiting the apartment before seeing a stallion, who parked a yellow top-down Mustang muscle car. We all got in and held on as the engine started revving up. We drove almost all around the city, sun shining bright like crazy as we rode near the beaches. To our left were so many men and women in different sizes of swimsuits, and to our right, several buildings being redecorated by painters and construction units.

We first stopped at a food truck near the beach and got out just for a little soaking, then hung out at a bungalow, which was a restaurant. We ordered cheeseburgers and cheesesteaks and handed the waitresses a large tip. While the employees eat their food inside, Caballo took me to the balcony, overlooking the beach. A mature human waitress wearing a beach skirt asked for an order, and I ordered some beer and burgers.

“The finest beer you got for me...” Caballo added before eyeing the waitress with a smirk. “And the man here will have some of you on a platter first.”

The waitress blushed with a giggle before saying that she’ll be back later. Caballo turned to me after I asked what this whole thing is about. Suddenly, he showed a serious face.

“Sorry for doubting for ideas, mi hermano.” Caballo added, then whispered. “If it weren’t for how you whooped those Canterlot comemierdas, half of the city would be gone for sure!”

I nodded. It’d be the same as back home... or worse...not that I had a home to even worry about...”

“Maldición, hermano! You must’ve had a lot of shit coming at you before you came here, huh?”

“See, we’re not so different in this kind of case. Pero, it’s shit like this that could only get you so far. If it’s one thing I possibly learned from the islands, mujeres can have the same shit, no matter how cracked your life is. Anybody can get it worse...”

“What are you saying?” I asked.

“You gotta get yourself some pussy sometime, mi amigo. You don’t wanna be some Agente federal matando a la mierda a la gente en tu tiempo libre, ¿verdad?” Caballo tapped on my arm and pointed to the beach. We then started gazing at some bikini wearing cats and dogs, who were posing on the beach sand in front of some photographers. I caught a look at them, and turned back to him with a raised eyebrow.

“Take a look at that, huh? That’s a whole lot of culo for a supermodel, eh? I’m telling ya, Lo tienen todo: ¡culo, tetas, coño! Es difícil conocer en la ciudad, ¿verdad? We got good pussy, but not as good as this! It’s hard to come by!”

I laughed at his statement before turning my gaze back to the models, who look pretty fuckable in those micro and two-piece bikinis. I asked Caballo where was Smooth, and he mentioned that the boss was just either jerking himself off at home or looking for some cheap suit to put on for tonight. After we laughed off that joke, the waitress came in with our orders.

“Mucho Gracias, chica. Oye, ¿por qué no vienes y te sientas con nosotros? ¿Terminaste con tu turno?” Caballo talked to the waitress. She answered that she was done and about to trim her nails. So, she decided to hang out with us and talk while the sun turned orange by the setting sun. The slow sunset made the city look majestic and enjoyable.

“So, where are you from?” the waitress asked me. I told her that I was from the other side of the land, that being the wretched Canterlot City. She and Caballo were shocked to have heard that, and wondered how I was still alive. I just uttered that it was in my nature. Then, I just asked if she had some time to go to the beach.

“Si, baby! You should take a little break for a while...” Caballo convinced her as well. She blushed and said she wanted to if it was okay with her boss.

***

Finally, we stopped at the clothing store that had a gold dollar sign in the middle of it. Caballo was the first to get out before me, and the rest of the entourage. We stepped inside, and greeted a classy-looking clerk checking out the display figures. We boldly placed orders for a set of white and black suits for us and the crew. The clerk took one look at me and thought about putting me in a special suit. He rushed his way to the back, leaving us to wait near the display section. After several minutes, he came back, with a rack full of black and white suits with ties, including one that was sparkling white, and made of special silk. While Caballo got his suit from the rack before the other two employees got theirs, he mentioned that they were tailor made by Rarity herself.

“Whoa! ¿Acabas de decir Rarity? You did not just mention Rarity!” Caballo bursted in his native tongue. The clerk mentioned that Rarity has been a living name in complex fashion, and has been a legend ever since. She has done millions of outfits and owned boutiques all across the land.

“Sí, ¡escuché que tenía unas vacaciones hace unos meses! She and some friends did a party with some muchachos to celebrate her opening here.” Caballo pointed to the three diamonds logo on the glass. While he and the two workers extended conversations about that, I turned to the clerk.

“See this suit?” he picked the special suit up and showed it in front of me. “One of Rarity’s friends had several spiders weave their silk into this design. It even made a dress for Princess Twilight’s coronation.”

The clerk suggested that I’d try it on, and headed for the fitting room. In no time at all, I put the whole thing on and exited out. I must admit, I looked like sex on a stick with that suit. Plus, it was so smooth, it felt like a mini massage when I wear it. I then met the clerk at the counter, and paid some of my money for it.

“Keep it, my good man.” he smiled. “Anyone who had faith in this design is worthy to have it free of charge. Rarity would be so proud...”

I nodded, and rolled some bills to him. “A tip to you and her both...”

The clerk giggled and nodded before taking the tip. It wasn’t long before Caballo and the boys turned and saw me wear it, and were stunned!

“Mierda! ¡Mírate hermano!” Caballo approached me and got a feel of the suit before turning to the clerk and placing their money in front of them. “Hook us up with three of them suits, mi hermano!”

***

When the night struck, chaos ensues. Except that it’s the fun kind of chaos. Neon Colors were filling the atmosphere of the city as I was riding in the car with the stallions down those streets. Smooth was driving us around, wearing a suit pants with an buttoned-down shirt.

“Welcome to the last of Equestrian paradise!” Smooth announced emotionally.

By the time the car stopped, the doors opened and we all stepped out. We then made our way to what looked like a house bought from real estate. It looked decent enough from my view, but they did say that it is indeed the place. Smooth opened the door, and we all entered. I took a looked around, seeing nothing but posters of party memos, as well as celebrity promos. The decor fit the city vibe perfectly, and they hire the finest sex workers and dancers around. So, I figured that it’s a strip club and brothel combined.

As soon as we stepped inside, we saw a huge lounge and bars on either side, all under dim light. Further ahead of us was light smoky air and lights, and stages, with strippers on each floor. Creatures and humans in their suit coming from miles around just to unwind and take in the show these fine-looking women were putting on.

“Yo, let’s not stand here too long. They got this policy...” Smooth rushed himself to the bar on the right, with the other guys following him.

“What policy?” I had to ask.

“This place ain’t a museum, mi hermanó! You get in or get the fuck out! One comemierda was so stunned the minute he stepped in, some friends of mine had to throw him back in his car.” Caballo mentioned before pushing me to the bar with the guys.

“Hey, boys.” the human bartender greeted. She had that minor goth getup thing going on, and worked it pretty well. She had black nails, a mixture of pink and black hair, a shirt with a load of cleavage on display, and a short-fixed skirt. And, I’d be remiss if I forgot about the fishnet stockings, which made her slightly thick thighs look appealing.

“What’ll it be? Who’s getting married?”

“No marriages, just a big ass streak of good work...” Smooth winked. “...a couple rounds for me and the brothas, and add a special for the hero here!”

Once Smooth pointed at me, the bartender eyed me and Caballo.

“So you’re looking for a little stress relief yourself, cutie?” she looked down and up at me.

“You could say that...” I shrugged.

“Well, gimme a moment, ok? I’m gonna grab some extras for your special.” she then called Smooth to come with her to the back for some assistance.

Caballo tapped my shoulder. “She’s actually getting a snow job. She’s been our customer for years, and does a better performance with it. You do snow jobs?”

“What?” I raised my eyebrow.

“You do cocaine, idiota?”

“Hell, no!”

“Good thinking...” Caballo took the shot. “You just passed the test, and then some!”

“What test?” I couldn’t even tell whether I was being tested or tricked.

Caballo had to lay down the whole set of tests that I “passed” on me. “Nobody gets high on our own supply, or even tastes it. Smooth taught us that. Second, nobody had el fuacata cojones to even put up a display back at that house. Third, you’re better off healthy than buried in cocaina, unlike most comemierdas I remember working for us back when I came in this city...”

“How can you tell?” I had to ask.

“I know...” Caballo turned his head to the employees, who were now talking with some of the dancers who just got off stage. “You don’t think I could make anything better out of anything worse when it all came down?”

I shrugged. “Not really...”

“Exacto! We all do. You make me see and do crazy shit late at night, and Tuve que dormir en la jodida bañera después de lavarme esa sangre! Pero, you know something? I had to learn sometime. You taught me that shit, and for that... Estoy agradecido.”

Caballo showed a fist to me, and handed me a shot. I grabbed and smiled, thanking him for that.

“It’s been a pleasure working with ya...” I clapped a fist with his, and we clinked shot glasses before taking our shots. It was then the bartender appeared before us.

“So, homos! You’re gonna finish his dick, or you’re ready for your special?” she turned to me.

“One second.” Caballo turned to me. “You going home early?”

“Not like I got a home to go to...”

“ Lo haces ahora, hermano. Y una familia ...” Caballo pointed at me before turning me to the bartender, who called out two strippers. They held out hands, awaiting me to come down and join with them.

***

Two mare and human strippers called me in to the main dance floor. The DJ started typing up the crowd, and I watched as he spoke about amateur night, which was more likely everyone’s favorite event. But it wasn’t long before I was introduced to the stage as well, and received some applause. As soon as I took my seat on the chair, the DJ started announcing, catching the crowd’s attention.

“We have a newcomer on our stage this evening for your viewing pleasure. Straight outta Canterlot, the unscathed princess of the rich, Diamond Tiara!”

Spotlights quickly shone on a figure wearing a full-fledged black business suit, plus the hat. As soon as the DJ put on the music, the spotlights turn off and turn on to the timing of every beat as she walks towards the stage. After tossing her hips aside, she let her hips to the talking. Sure enough, they did all the work, wowing the crowd at every turn. Her body swayed every direction in sensual motions with every boom of the bass until she paused.

She turned around to face me and placed her hands all around her body. In the process, she bends forward and started sensually working her head upward towards my face. As we made eye contact, she moaned slightly and blew me a kiss before rapidly turning to the audience. She then started going down to a split, then on all fours. However, she spread her legs slightly wide before bouncing her hips. The crowd went ballistic after seeing her get back up and strip off her bra. She started moving her body vigorously and crawling her way to the crowd, who were really catching interest.

The amateur dancer then turned back to me and started tempting me with her breasts. They were never to small, and contained the right amount of jiggle effects to put a spell on anybody in the club. I rubbed my hands and nodded, controlling myself at the sight. Damn, watching her shake her ass made everyone, and me pretty hard.

Her crotch, pantyless at that, was a solid inch close to my nose. I couldn’t tell what she was trying to do, but the stripper was wiggling her thighs while standing up in front of me. Of course, the applause grew louder, and the crowd loved it to death. As much as she’d tell me to touch it, I kept my hands on the chair. Oddly enough, I took one minuscule intentional whiff in front of her, and was impressed that she smelled like she wanted a creature to fuck her, and fast. She left me blue-balled and made her way back to the crowd, shaking it in front of the horny audience. Bill after bill, they were tipping her stacks, and stuffing them in her stockings.

After several more minutes of this titillating show, DJ loudly praised her as he stopped the music, and applause broke out. The audience cheered wildly, but I applauded calmly, having no words of such a performance. Just as I was about to get out of the stage, I was taken by the hand by the stripper, and received a kiss on my cheek. She then took me offstage before she left to meet with her boss. I regrouped with the crew, who were clapping happily and praising me and the amateur for a show well done.

We sat at the VIP sections of the lounge, and let out several conversations with the dancer, who was said to have a huge history in her life she didn’t wanna go into detail with.

Suddenly, two strippers in black leather thongs bikinis were parading around us, carrying firecrackers and champagne. We all thanked them for it, and gave them a tip of bills from our pockets, and decided join with us because, and I quote,

“After the show is the after party, so better save your energy!” The strippers all announced. Just then, the DJ started playing tropical Latin music fused with hip-hop, which then made the strip club vibe turn to a dance club in minutes. Everybody got into the floor with the strippers on stage and just started dancing. Not even the the parties back home could ever top that...

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After a huge pant night of partying our nuts off, we went back to work with our heads held high. Ever since, our business has become less of a corner market and more of a cornerstone convenience store, thanks to my credit. We got a bunch of new hires, who were looking for work due to their refuge. We obtained stock of not only furniture, but we also had quality goods from various suppliers from the islands. We even had some other creatures sailing the seas to sell our product to customers all across the island for us. With all of the money we’ve got our hands on, we managed to make our hotel, which was formerly our work quarters, into a community complex for the homeless and unfortunate, since they deserved it more than we do. Every now and then, we’d go and hang out either by the beach or strip club and pick up women, which helped with Smooth’s side service.

Yep, it was a full-fledged journey, and then some. If only my folks were here with me today, life would be as better as it was back home...