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Ch.2
Sin City Zoo
Pt.2
The Zoo
In the days leading up to Audrey’s first day she had to jump through a few hoops. Quitting her old job was awkward because she was instructed to give papers to her old boss that provided a huge settlement for stealing there talent. Jess, girls quit all the time for other jobs, it’s not like they owe them. Audrey thought. Next she had to sign papers to give Consumac full access to her medical records. Audrey didn’t blame them for checking, it was standard and responsible, but couldn’t they just take a blood test? What did they need with her full medical records? Next she had a phone interview with Mr. Kingsley to discuss the details of her work.
“Now I still can’t tell you everything until you first enter the club and your contract is official but work policy can be covered. First off because of the large prices charged no actual money is exchange between the entertainers and the clients. Each guest is issued a disposable charge card that keeps track of their bill. When you perform a service that is charged a server will come by and charge it to the guests card.” “Just how much are the prices for services and what would they be? This is all pretty vague” Audrey asked. “The standard lap dance is two thousand a song. Having any girl entertain your table for an hour is five hundred. And a one hour trip to the V.I.P. room is ten thousand, other charges can apply for special services but we can discus that later.” As Kingsley explained Audrey nearly dropped the phone. “Seriously?” She asked. “As I’ve said miss Timmins this club caters to the super rich and the entertainment is like nothing you can get anywhere else.”
“Now then, for the policy on working the room on regular business days. Your special costume will provide a certain amount of coverage so you have the option of going topless or not, however you will be required to ware a thong or some other form of lower undergarment when working in the public room. Before you ask I can’t go into any more specifics about your costume until your first night.” Audrey had wanted to ask about the costume but she’d be damned if she was working topless regardless. “Now as I’ve said all girls are required to entertain tables. This could consist of just sitting next to a client and participating in conversation or being the center of attention and having to entertain, it’s up to the client and your own people skills.” Audrey felt glad she would actually get to interact with people and entertain, most conversations at her old job were just a lead up to a dance.
“Our policy on lap dances is one of the things that chafes most experienced girls. Kingsley said. Because of the prices charged, our clients are permitted, for an extra charge of course, to touch to a certain degree during a dance.” Audrey began to protest but Kingsley cut her off. “Please let me explain. This is the feature that both makes The Zoo so popular and makes it possible for our dancers to take home such high pay. The client is only permitted to touch your legs, core body, and arms, all other touch is at your discretion. Each time they touch anywhere else, you keep track and at the end when the bill is settled you add the number of times to what he is charged. It is two hundred dollars a touch and this is one of the special charges I mentioned, you will have 75% of every occurrence added to you pay.” Audrey didn’t like this one bit, there was a sort of line that was made by the look don’t touch rule. “And if the client gets to grabby?” She asked. “You of course have the right to refuses touch going beyond the standard but I guarantee once you get a reputation for refusing you won’t get hardly any dances. However if your client touches in an unwanted way you can warn him and then have the bouncer remove him if needed like any normal club, your security is our top priority.” Audrey still didn’t like it but she began to think of the money she could make off just one really drunk business man and she supposed it may not be that bad.
“The next part is the V.I.P. room. As with dancing, our policy is more lax than most clubs. In the V.I.P. room, out side of intercourse which is forbidden, the line is where ever you wish to draw it. Each room is provided with a full private bar, toys, and all the usual comforts of an exclusive private room. As before bouncers are a word away and each room is monitored for your safety.” Audrey hated the V.I.P. room, it was where any creep with money hoped to get lucky. Audrey knew at some of the sleazier clubs girls actually did make cash deals for sex in the V.I.P. but not her. This all sounded about par though after hearing the touching rule and Audrey decided she would play it by ear.
“Now for the last major policy. Some girls feel that agreeing to more than entertaining will assure them better tips in the future.” “Sex.” Audrey interrupted. “Yes, well our policy of no prostitution prevents any dancer from charging a client and there are sever penalties for braking this rule. However should you feel the need to meet with a client after hours it must be free of charge and consensual between you and your guest, only then will the club will provide you a room on site for personal activities. It must be cleared with the manager himself during that night and should you wish to prolong your costume the charge comes out of your own pocket.” That last about the costume threw Audrey but there was no way she was having sex with a client, for future tips or otherwise. “That won’t be happening thank you.” She replied. “Well as far as how to work within these policies we have a girl who is willing to train you your first night and I promise things will be much clearer after you see the club, so if you have no further questions I can answer I’ll give you the information on where to meet me tomorrow night.” Kingsley said.
Audrey must have checked the address three times as she got farther and farther out of the city but her G.P.S. had lead her to what looked like an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. She would have turned around right there if not for the Bentley outside with a waiting Mr. Kingsley to assure her she had the right place. Ok it will be fine, if I don’t call Mr. Nebble in the morning he’ll find me through my cars G.P.S. This thought didn’t stop Audrey from palming her mini pepper spray as she got out of the car. “Miss Timmins good to see you. Mr. Kingsley said getting out of his car. I know what your thinking and it only looks like an abandon building to keep it secret. Please fallow me, oh and please don’t spray or taser me please”. He said grinning and pointing to her clenched hand. Audrey blushed but did not put away the spray.
Kingsley lead the way into a side entrance and trough the abandoned factory. Audrey could tell there was some amount of traffic through here by the path in the dust on the floor but it still looked like a set from a horror movie. Kingsley lead her to a rickety set of metal stairs going down and Audrey was sure she was going to die. “I promise it’s not much farther, as you can see it’s a good hiding place.” Audrey fallowed down the stairs and was surprised how far it was before they reached the bottom, there was a hallway of doors with single bare bulbs burning above them. There wasn’t power upstairs. She thought. Kingsley open a door ahead of her and light pored out into the hall. Audrey could not believe the contrast as she stepped up to the doorway of this well lit, well furnished room. A red carpet lead up to a big set of double doors. Comfortable chairs and fancy side tables lined the side along walls covered in art. Two huge security guards in black suits stood like statues on ether side of the door. Audrey slipped the spray into her pocket when she could manage to close her gapping mouth again. “Starting to trust a little?” Kingsley chucked. “Now Miss. Timmins this is the last time I can ask this. Are you sure you wish to be employed at Consumac entertainment, Las Vagus for a term of no less than five years?” “Yes.” Audrey answered. Kingsley nodded to the guards and they moved to open the doors. “Miss Timmins, welcome to The Zoo.”
When the doors opened Audrey couldn’t seem to process what she was seeing. The large ball room before her was the kind of thing you’d see in old movies where super rich parties were thrown. The walls were covered in fancy art and a gold sort of artful plaster work, the ceiling had to be three stories high, there was a big runway stage at the end with a brass pole going all the way to the ceiling, two smaller stages were on ether side of the large room. The room was full of comfortable looking booths and tables with men in suits drinking and talking but what confused Audrey was who they were talking to. At the nearest booth facing the door a very fat business man sat with what Audrey could only describe as a human cat sitting on his lap. Orange fur covered her from head to toe only changing color at a head of long blond human hair. Two cat ears poked out of her hair and Audrey realized she didn’t have ears on the sides of her head. A long tail curled around the mans neck and the tip tickled one ear as she whispered with sharp grinning teeth into the other. Her eyes remained human still but there natural green color stood out against the bright orange fur. Her face had taken on the cat like muzzle with whisker and her nails, though not claws, looked sharper. The even more amazing trait was that her still human breasts were enormous, nearly as large as basket balls and covered in a thin layer of orange fur that covered yet didn’t cover her leaving nothing to the imagination. She had no clothes save for a collar of some kind that had a sort of sheer silk warp attached to it and a thong that covered her (Audrey couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of the word) pussy.
Around the room more freakish animal women roamed. Birds with feathers of every color barely covering there exaggerated, beautiful curves and beaks where mouths should be. More cats, and even what looked like lizard scaled girls roamed between the tables making small talk and pulling dances like any other club. Up on stage a girl with a striking resemblance to Lassie a Colly dog girl twirled on the poll as she stripped a bra from her enormous tits. Audrey’s mouth hung open as an enormously fat woman waddled by who must have been almost as wide as she was tall. She wore a vest that barely contained her huge breasts and the thong she wore was all but swallowed by her nearly four foot wide ass. As she turned her head Audrey realized she was a Hippo by the famously shaped face. Audrey looked off into the room and saw a head up a good three feet higher than the crowd. “A Giraffe.” Audrey muttered and began to slump but the guard next to her guided her to a chair before she could faint.
“A lot to take in at first I know.” Kingsley said kneeling down in front of her. Audrey tried twice before she could stammer out the word. “How?” “Well like I said the Medical division of Consumac provides us a lot of resources. You see Consumac wishes to create a process that makes traditional plastic surgery obsolete, we have put lots of work into the process but so far it seems it’s vary easy to effect temporary change, even on a huge scale, but permanent change is a long way off. As you can imagine this kind of research is extremely expensive so we used what we had to invent the idea of a super high end entertainment club that could fund our projects. At first it was only the most obvious changes, large breasts, tight figures, but as research got farther on we came up with ways to make clubs like this with much more exotic themes. So the high secrecy we practice is only in part because we cater to celebrities and the rich, if the general public knew about all this, oh the legal scandal. But I assure you it’s all safe, a living costume if you will, let me show you.”
“Starling.” Kingsley called over to a brightly colored bird girl walking by and she made her way over. “Starling this is Audrey, she will be starting here tomorrow and I was wondering if you could show her the effects of our costumes here?” “Oh sure Mr. King.” The bird said in a human voice through her small pointed beak. She walked over to Audrey and Audrey sunk back into her chair. “Ha, no need to be scared sweety, under the feathers I’m all woman.” She lifted up the feathers on her hip and Audrey could see the human skin underneath, the feathers grew right out of her skin. “You’ll love it here.” She said, “The costumes are a little weird at first but I love my job and my new body.” She said warping wing like arms around her huge feather down covered chest. “Ok dear lets not scare her to much by groping away when she’s just starting to learn about the costumes.” Kingsley said. “Oh sorry boss, you will like it her though. She said to Audrey. It’s like no club I ever worked at.” “Thank you for your help dear.” Kingsley said. “Any time Mr. King.” Starling said tickling one feathered finger under his chin and walking off.
“So Miss Timmins do you need more time?” “I have to deliver you to Mr. Berman, he’s the manager here, or you’ll be later for your costume fitting with the Fluffer.” Audrey froze. “Costume?” “Fluffer?” She squeaked realizing she was now working here. “What am I going to be?” “Why your name sake of course.” Kingsley said. “You will be Squirrely.”
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