Working on a new short story here's the first few paragraphs, WARNING! CONTAINS FURRIES!
The Den
Sasha shifted nervously in her seat, the movement seen by her friend Lana, “Calm down, you’ll love The Den, I promise” the monitor said with a scaly grin. Sasha returned with a gentle smile of her own as the ’67 jag turned off the highway onto a back road. The light grey wolfess heard countless stories from her roommate about the nightclub known only as The Den, stories of heavy drinking, loud music and sometimes a wild night, but something seemed a little off. “Lana, I thought we were going to a club not a campsite.” “Don’t worry. we are, we are, just keep your tail on.” As they rounded another corner, Sasha’s ears perked up, the heavy thump of rave bass playing at her senses. Another corner and light joined the vibrations as The Den came into view.
Cars filled a large clearing and people stood waiting in the regular’s line, the energy that permeated the air began to thrill Sasha and brought a laugh from Lana. The two women slipped out once the engine rumbled to a stop, Sasha smoothing out her crimson silk cocktail dress and Prada heels. And Lana in her leather two piece, a halter top, a miniskirt and stilettos. Both femmes turned heads as the reptilian woman strode up to the bouncer with Sasha close behind. “G’day Lana, brought a friend tonight?” Sasha found herself staring slightly at the massive komodo guarding the door, easily 6’8” and three hundred pounds of Australian muscle and bone. “Evening Zack, this is Sasha” “Welcome to The Den then Sasha.” “Thank you...” she managed to mutter in awe with another laugh Lana grabbed her arm and pulled her inside as Zack pushed the door open for them, assaulting the two with bone-jarring music. Sasha felt the thrill from earlier return with a vengeance, all this and the night had only begun.
