
Malak had made some really dumb decisions in his days of partying, but this surely had taken the cake.
He and a group of friends had decided to hit up Jonra's Den, a rather high-end adult nightclub within the downtown area of the city of Nuju, and although it was not stripper night, the club still had a reputation for being extremely erotic.
So, naturally, Malak and company had brought a couple of women to try and spice things up with. Malak personally was determined to get with at least one of them tonight, and he had a plan: to woo one on the dance floor.
So, when the loudspeaker called for someone willing to solo the entire floor, Malak naturally volunteered, thinking it to be time to show off his moves. Unfortunately for him, things didn't go quite as planned.
See, as soon as he volunteered, he was informed that he would perform a certain dance to the best of his ability. One that required lots of acrobatics and on floor spinning. Not typically a problem for the well built Snakari, but it had a catch with it as well: anytime he messed up a move, a bouncer would forcibly remove an article of his clothing. Coupled with that, he would continue to dance until either he completed the dance, or until he faced an "ultimate humiliation" for failing. It didn't sound too enjoyable, but he was determined not to face utter humiliation in the face of his friends and possible lover.
He started off well enough, performing his moves to the best of his ability, and only messing up twice, costing him his shoes and socks. However, things got a bit more difficult once he got to the finale of the dance. It was a move that required him to mount himself atop a single hand, and then continue right into a ten second head spin. It was a very difficult feat to pull off, but Malak tried his hardest to do so...to no avail, it would seem.
Time after time, he would fail, and time after time, his clothes would disappear. Now, he had been reduced to nothing but his skimpy, red bikini briefs, leaving little to the imagination in terms of his bulge and his butt. As he attempted the move for the fourth time, he found himself faltering much earlier than the previous attempts. Soon enough, he collapsed to the ground.
As his blush set in, he witnessed the bouncer moving in. As soon as he felt the hands grab his waistband, he knew what he was in for now. And judging from the plethora of phones pointed at him around the club, it seemed everyone was gonna know of his humiliation soon enough...
This is an alternative version to a picture done by
dragontears, featuring the Snakari alien species as opposed to a dragon. I decided to give it a bit of a short story too, so I hope you all enjoy!
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dragontears
Dragon version: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26264309/
He and a group of friends had decided to hit up Jonra's Den, a rather high-end adult nightclub within the downtown area of the city of Nuju, and although it was not stripper night, the club still had a reputation for being extremely erotic.
So, naturally, Malak and company had brought a couple of women to try and spice things up with. Malak personally was determined to get with at least one of them tonight, and he had a plan: to woo one on the dance floor.
So, when the loudspeaker called for someone willing to solo the entire floor, Malak naturally volunteered, thinking it to be time to show off his moves. Unfortunately for him, things didn't go quite as planned.
See, as soon as he volunteered, he was informed that he would perform a certain dance to the best of his ability. One that required lots of acrobatics and on floor spinning. Not typically a problem for the well built Snakari, but it had a catch with it as well: anytime he messed up a move, a bouncer would forcibly remove an article of his clothing. Coupled with that, he would continue to dance until either he completed the dance, or until he faced an "ultimate humiliation" for failing. It didn't sound too enjoyable, but he was determined not to face utter humiliation in the face of his friends and possible lover.
He started off well enough, performing his moves to the best of his ability, and only messing up twice, costing him his shoes and socks. However, things got a bit more difficult once he got to the finale of the dance. It was a move that required him to mount himself atop a single hand, and then continue right into a ten second head spin. It was a very difficult feat to pull off, but Malak tried his hardest to do so...to no avail, it would seem.
Time after time, he would fail, and time after time, his clothes would disappear. Now, he had been reduced to nothing but his skimpy, red bikini briefs, leaving little to the imagination in terms of his bulge and his butt. As he attempted the move for the fourth time, he found himself faltering much earlier than the previous attempts. Soon enough, he collapsed to the ground.
As his blush set in, he witnessed the bouncer moving in. As soon as he felt the hands grab his waistband, he knew what he was in for now. And judging from the plethora of phones pointed at him around the club, it seemed everyone was gonna know of his humiliation soon enough...
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