"I told you! I got this under control! Now let's relax and have a few drinks!" Hekapoo snapped her fingers at the bartender and pointed at their seats.

"Never doubted you, Hpoo." The male smacked her ass as they walked over to the main stage. There were two open seats at the end of the runway waiting for them.

A rustling in the distance had gotten their attention after receiving the drinks, "IS THAT REALLY MARCO DIAZ NYAAAA!?"

Hekapoo knew that voice, "Oh, brother… don't tell me it's her." She said with distaste.

The female in question's brown tail with a white tip can be seen splitting the crowd as the woman rushed over to him, "Shit, she's going to do it again…" Marco watched as some of the guests were knocked down to the ground.

"Yup… I was told it was her night off." Hekapoo slams her drink and then breaks the glass on the runway.

Marco stands up and catches the woman who threw herself at him, "It's really you baby! I thought I would never see you again!? Where the hell have you been nya?!"

She buried her face under his neck and held him tighter, "Hey Aisha! How's my favorite kitty been?"

The cat-like hybrid was known as Aisha Clan Clan of the Clart-Clart empire. She was dumped off by her crew after one too many fights with the captain.

Marco started to pet behind her ears, "Nya, nya, nay! I thought you were going to get me out of the dump Marcooooo!" She balled her fist and started to bat them on his chest.

Hekapoo made a puking face behind them, "As if he would ever take a feral cat like you home! You're barely housebroken!"

Marco turned around as Aisha hissed at her, "You wanna go bitch! I remember taking you down with one arm behind my back on our last go at it!"

The redhead was on her feet with a scissor dagger at the ready, "And I remember me and some of my clones were ready to declaw you the time before that!"

Aisha's eyes narrowed as her mussel mass started to grow, Marco knew this was bad as she was trashing in his arms. "Ladies… relaxed." He had to step away and give them space as Aisha was trying to get out of his grip some more.

Marco placed Aisha on her feet and spun the cat female around to look at him, "What's going on? You seem more riled up than usual?"

Aisha had to look at him as her body started to return back to normal, "You broke a promise nya! You said you would take me with you! I've haven't seen you in years, and then you just show up with that bitch now! How could you… nya…" She gave him a sad meow as her ears lowered.

"Damn kitty… that was just pillow talk baby. You always told me you could take care of yourself?" Marco starched the back of his head as she looked at him with big green eyes.

"I know what I said nya! That didn't mean you could just run off on me! How could you, nya?" This was getting bad for Marco, he wasn't expecting to do this tonight.

Hekapoo just ordered another drink and takes a seat, "Fuck… you know my homeworld isn't like this place, hell. Even I'm not that same there!" Marco was fucked and he knew.

"That's right kitty cat, unless you like fucking little boys! Ha!" The redhead was loving this, she always warned Marco that something like this would happen.

Before the cat being could say anything, from across the club, "AISHA! GET BACK YOUR ASS BACK TO WORK! PEOPLE ARE WAITING ON THEIR DRINKS, DON'T MAKE ME DOCK YOUR PAY!"

Aisha looked over to the owner Titty Twister in fear, "Ye-yes sir! I'll get back to work!" She looked over to her former lover, "We're not done talking about this!"

She placed one of her claws under his chin as it drew some blood. Marco just stared at her with no fear, "You know where to find me."

"I doubt you will later!" Hekapoo giggled into her drink.

"Fuck you, bitch!" Aisha stormed off and returned to her duties.

"Shit… I really fucked up with her." Marco slumps into his seat as Hekapoo gave him a drink.

"It's only your fault! Let's forget about that and enjoy the show!" The lights were dim as Marco takes the drink in one gulp.

"Yeah, yeah…" The couple watched the show.

"Alright, everybody! Give it up for Cristal!" The DJ announced as the crowd started to howl out loud.

"Why do stripers in this dimension have the same names back on Earth?" Marco asked as Hekapoo laid a hand on his thigh.

"Only reason you're thinking about that. It's because you're not drunk yet." As if on cue, two bottles of beer were presented to them.

"Point taken, and keep doing that." The male takes his drink as Hekapoo started to rub his member, already in the half-cocked position.

Few Hours Later

"I'm surprised you haven't gotten one of them to give us a private dance yet?" Marco said as the routine of the woman on the stage came to an end.

"You're telling me you're ready to leave?" Hekapoo slides a $20 into the woman's painty line.

"I didn't say that, just thought we would have had more fun with one of them by now?" The night was going on really good for them.

The redhead would jump onto his lap and grind on his poll every time she had the itch for more stimulation. Each girl on stage was beyond sexy and Marco found it hard stopping himself from fucking Hekapoo right there.

"If you must know, I'm waiting for the new girls that Chet was talking about before. There's a lot of buzz going on about them." Hekapoo winked at him.

"Did you just wink at me? You've never winked at me before?" Marco could tell that she was up to something.

She leans over for a kiss, but stops short, "Yeah, I did. You got a problem with that?" She came in for the kiss and moaned as Marco squeezed one of her stiff nipples.

They parted with Hekapoo grabbing his cock and licking her lips, "You're up to something, I can see it in your eyes." Not that Marco was against anything she had up her sleeves.

"Oh I'll never tell, but they better show up soon! I'm dying for your meat stick!" They started to kiss again with the male nibbling on her lower lip.

Outside The Club

A blue portal is cut open as two women walk out of it, "Oh dear, we're running late!" The tall woman said, she had pink hair tied into a long ponytail on top of her head, with two firm high D cup breasts and cute soft pink perky nipples. Her face was bright and proud with a slightly haughty appearance with glimmering blue eyes. Her long luxurious legs went up for days with petite ankles and feet, pale toes with pink nail polish.

Her rear was just as fine with a firm perky booty that shimmies with her wide childbearing hips and firm core, not as strong in her youth, but still good to go. All around, a strong nosed self-confident horny milf needing some excitement in her life.

"Oh, don't worry yourself, remember. We're doing this for the fun of it, not as if we're bound to a contract or something." The tall women's partner said, she was a rather short woman with dark green hair that went down to her hips, full a luxurious slightly curly body.

A booty that never stops twerking and moving, large full childbearing hips that could breed an army and not stop. Thick juicy thighs that betray her hidden sweet tooth that were like fresh playdough you wanted to sink your hands into.

She has a nice soft succulent belly and firm double D cup breasts with dark purple nipples that were priced with a silver bar in them. Her eyes are so hauntingly confident and mysterious that she makes lesser men melt just with a smile and a wink.

As they walked into the back entrance of the Titty Twister, "While true, I'm a woman of my word. Let's hurry, we might be able to slip by Michael." They rushed into the door hoping to not be seen.

Michael was the owner of the club, it started to pick up more customers when the women would work at his establishment. While they were his favorite pair on the stage, their work habits were lack lusting.

"Where the hell have you guys been? The whole crowd has been yelling for you ladies all night!" The women known as the Solar Eclipse duo walked past the little man not willing to get into it. He was barely 5 feet tall, they couldn't understand how he held so much power here.

"Worry no more, we're here now and will be out when ready." The short woman said with some spunk.

"You two really think you can come and go when you want! I'm trying to run a business here! Get your act together, or don't bother showing up the next time!" Michael was full of hot air and would never let them run out on him.

The tall woman turned on her heels as her long hair flowed behind her, she snatched him up his tie and lifted him into the air, "Listen here you little pipsqueak! I've had a very long day at home and need to cut loose tonight! Stay out of our way, or you'll be sure to pay!" Her right fist started to glow in a light blue color.

Michael started to sweat, he knew not to piss off the tall one. She reeked of an overworked housewife as her eyes stared daggers at him, "Translunar… baby! I'm just messing with ya! Yo-you come out when you're good and ready. I let the boys know to keep it in their pants until then!"

The tall woman's stage name was Translunar, she didn't move an inch. Michael male looked over to her partner, "Eh Penumbra… little help over here?"

The green haired woman rolled her eyes as she placed a hand on Translunar's slender shoulder, "Sweety, put down the tiny man. We need to get ready for our dance."

Without another word said, Michael was dropped onto his ass as the women let him coward away, "One of these days, I'll give him a piece of my mind!"

Penumbra waved her hand into the air as they were standing in the large changing room, "Yes, yes Mo- I mean Translunar." She blushed almost saying the tall woman's true name.

Reaper- I wonder who these famous gals are? I got a little bit of chapter 3 done, but more reviews would help with me posting it sooner!