
Story
You stand nervously at the threshold of her door. One hand raised, posed to knock, the other clenching a golden raffle ticket. The sounds of music from the club a few rooms over carries gently through the hallway. It still feels like a dream; that you won the raffle. Out of all the guys here, you won the prize of spending a night with her. Finally you take a deep breath and knock.
“Come in,” she says from the other side.
The dressing room is nicely furnished. A vanity mirror, antique wardrobe, and a bed in the corner big enough for two. Then you see her, the most beautiful performer in the club… no, the whole city! Sasha La Fleur. Her gorgeous chestnut fur warmly glowing in the dim light, and her fit but curvy body dressed in midnight blue lingerie. You’ve seen her on stage so many times that the sight of her shouldn’t affect you, but it still does
Sasha sees you as well and your eyes lock almost as soon as you enter the room. “Can I help you?” she asks examining you curiously with vivid green eyes.
You hold up the ticket and bravely convey your purpose for being here. Her eyebrows shoot up at your implications. “You’re here to what exactly?”
Her look of surprise catches you off guard. Wasn’t she expecting you? Didn’t she agree to this raffle? Or even know about it? Feeling awkward you explain the entire situation just to be sure.
Sasha’s face goes red, an adorable shade that you’ve never seen on stage before. “What on earth? No one told me about this! Augh! It must be my manager’s doing, that greedy mutt! Always trying to use me to squeeze more money from customers. Sorry about this mixup.”
You manage to hide your disappointment and shrug, saying it’s no big deal, you’ll just go get your money back. Sasha shakes her head. “that won’t work, trust me.” Then her gaze softens. “You look familiar. I’ve seen you in this club a lot.”
You confirm this and even go as far as claiming to be her biggest fan, though what man in this club wouldn’t say that. You come here almost every night to watch her dance and listen to her sing.
She smiles at a sudden memory. “You gave me that huge tip last week, I remember! That really helped me out… guess you are a pretty big fan. Thank you.”
She looks wistfully past you, as though deep in thought. “I had one more show to do later… but I suppose… since you’re already here… maybe we could…”
Then her face goes red again as her thoughts catch up to her. “Um… why don’t you stay a while. I hate to think you bought that ticket for nothing. We can try to… work something out.”
Your heart jumps into your throat as her words sink in. Wordlessly you spin around and lock the door. By that time Sasha has moved to the bed and is lying on her side, legs curled up, her soft hips in plain view.
You slowly approach and ask if she’s sure about this. You don't really want to ask that, but it seems only polite It did happen kind of suddenly. And what about her show later?
“Yeah, it’s fine,” she mumbles. “My manager probably expected me to send you away and then work another show anyways. But he can’t complain if I’m in here with you. It was his idea after all. Now what were the details of that winning ticket?”
You slide up next to her and explain that the prize wasn’t that specific.
“Well then,” she says finally putting on a seductive smile. “I guess we can make it up as we go along. Anything for my biggest fan.”
End
Older pinup I made for Sasha La Fleur from All Dogs go to Heaven 2. Safe version.
This pic still holds up as one of my all time favorites. Sasha being one of my first furry crushes, I'm glad I could make her something special.
Find more of my work on Newgrounds
https://diamondstorm.newgrounds.com/
Hope you all enjoy ^_^
You stand nervously at the threshold of her door. One hand raised, posed to knock, the other clenching a golden raffle ticket. The sounds of music from the club a few rooms over carries gently through the hallway. It still feels like a dream; that you won the raffle. Out of all the guys here, you won the prize of spending a night with her. Finally you take a deep breath and knock.
“Come in,” she says from the other side.
The dressing room is nicely furnished. A vanity mirror, antique wardrobe, and a bed in the corner big enough for two. Then you see her, the most beautiful performer in the club… no, the whole city! Sasha La Fleur. Her gorgeous chestnut fur warmly glowing in the dim light, and her fit but curvy body dressed in midnight blue lingerie. You’ve seen her on stage so many times that the sight of her shouldn’t affect you, but it still does
Sasha sees you as well and your eyes lock almost as soon as you enter the room. “Can I help you?” she asks examining you curiously with vivid green eyes.
You hold up the ticket and bravely convey your purpose for being here. Her eyebrows shoot up at your implications. “You’re here to what exactly?”
Her look of surprise catches you off guard. Wasn’t she expecting you? Didn’t she agree to this raffle? Or even know about it? Feeling awkward you explain the entire situation just to be sure.
Sasha’s face goes red, an adorable shade that you’ve never seen on stage before. “What on earth? No one told me about this! Augh! It must be my manager’s doing, that greedy mutt! Always trying to use me to squeeze more money from customers. Sorry about this mixup.”
You manage to hide your disappointment and shrug, saying it’s no big deal, you’ll just go get your money back. Sasha shakes her head. “that won’t work, trust me.” Then her gaze softens. “You look familiar. I’ve seen you in this club a lot.”
You confirm this and even go as far as claiming to be her biggest fan, though what man in this club wouldn’t say that. You come here almost every night to watch her dance and listen to her sing.
She smiles at a sudden memory. “You gave me that huge tip last week, I remember! That really helped me out… guess you are a pretty big fan. Thank you.”
She looks wistfully past you, as though deep in thought. “I had one more show to do later… but I suppose… since you’re already here… maybe we could…”
Then her face goes red again as her thoughts catch up to her. “Um… why don’t you stay a while. I hate to think you bought that ticket for nothing. We can try to… work something out.”
Your heart jumps into your throat as her words sink in. Wordlessly you spin around and lock the door. By that time Sasha has moved to the bed and is lying on her side, legs curled up, her soft hips in plain view.
You slowly approach and ask if she’s sure about this. You don't really want to ask that, but it seems only polite It did happen kind of suddenly. And what about her show later?
“Yeah, it’s fine,” she mumbles. “My manager probably expected me to send you away and then work another show anyways. But he can’t complain if I’m in here with you. It was his idea after all. Now what were the details of that winning ticket?”
You slide up next to her and explain that the prize wasn’t that specific.
“Well then,” she says finally putting on a seductive smile. “I guess we can make it up as we go along. Anything for my biggest fan.”
End
Older pinup I made for Sasha La Fleur from All Dogs go to Heaven 2. Safe version.
This pic still holds up as one of my all time favorites. Sasha being one of my first furry crushes, I'm glad I could make her something special.
Find more of my work on Newgrounds
https://diamondstorm.newgrounds.com/
Hope you all enjoy ^_^
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Dog (Other)
Size 1400 x 2000px
File Size 513.4 kB
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