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about 2 hours ago

🤯🤯🤯🤯🔥🔥🔥🔥 Wow, Sera and I got a cameo in the story! 🥹🥹🥹🥹 That’s so kind of you and incredibly cool thank you so much!

about 3 hours ago

😍😘❤️

about 4 hours ago

YEAHH!!! Always a wonderful occassion when several sexy waifus appear in one story!! Great job!!!!

OPabout 4 hours ago

Was there anyone you wanted to spend a little more time with?

3 minutes ago

My girls are planning on sneaking in

about 1 hour ago

Sorry, I was too busy chatting with Vexa to make it any farther

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Strip Club BetterWaifu

— Story Time — It was Friday night. After a brutal week at work, I wandered the neon-lit streets, hoping the cool air would wash the exhaustion away. The club district buzzed with laughter and pulsing music. That’s when she appeared. A stunning woman with long, flowing light-blue hair stepped out of the crowd, wearing nothing but a tiny purple bikini. She smiled brightly as she approached. “Hi there~ Looking for some fun tonight?” she purred. “The BetterWaifu strip club is running a special free-entry discount!” She pressed a glossy pamphlet into my hand, her fingers brushing mine. “I hope to see you there, sweetie.” She blew me a kiss, turned, and sauntered toward a group of businessmen. Only then did I notice the long, segmented centipede tail swaying behind her. A shiver ran down my spine. I hate centipedes. But damn… she was cute. Too cute to ignore. I glanced at the pamphlet. They were celebrating @peterco hitting 4K followers. The club was only a few blocks away. Why not? The entrance was impossible to miss as a large neon sign hung above it. A tall, yellow-haired catgirl bouncer in a sharp black suit and sunglasses stood guard. She radiated raw dominance. As I approached, she raised a hand. “Invitation?” I handed her the pamphlet. She inspected it, then nodded. “That’ll do.” She stepped aside, but as I passed, she leaned in close. “Have fun, hot stuff,” she whispered, then smacked my ass hard enough to make me stumble through the door. I glanced back to see her smug grin just before the door closed. Inside, the atmosphere hit me like a wave of heat and perfume. On the main stage, a gorgeous brunette spun gracefully around a pole, her body glistening under the lights. A pile of bills lay at her feet. She caught me staring, blew a kiss, and kept dancing without missing a beat. Before I could find a seat, an almost-naked waitress with beautiful pink hair and blue streaks approached. The only things she wore were a collar, a bowtie, and a confident smile. She carried two trays loaded with beer mugs. “Complimentary drink, sir? Courtesy of Azariel — he’s treating everyone tonight!” I accepted a cold mug gratefully. “Any way I can thank him?” She tilted her head toward a curtained doorway. “He’s in the VIP lounge. Might be worth a shot.” I’d barely taken a seat when the music faded. A hush fell over the club. Smoke rolled across the stage as a spotlight pierced the darkness. A smooth jazz piano and saxophone began to play. Then a rich, deep, breathy female voice filled the room. A white-haired beauty with curly locks and a high ponytail rose slowly from beneath the stage. She was topless, wearing only a long flowing skirt, thigh-highs, and heels. Her pale skin glowed lavender under the lights. Every note of her song seemed to sink straight into my chest. I was completely mesmerized. When she finally took her bow amid thunderous applause, it felt like I’d been under her spell for hours. Before leaving, I decided to thank Azariel for the free beer. A petite blonde security guard stood at the VIP entrance. “Could I say a quick thank you to Azariel?” I asked. She touched her earpiece, listened, then smiled. “Lucky you. Annie’s asking for more guests. Go on in.” The moment I stepped past the velvet rope, the sound of a woman moaning in pleasure greeted me. Around the corner, the scene unfolded: a beautiful dark-haired woman named Annie was being fucked hard from behind while eagerly sucking another man who stood on the table. The man noticed me and grinned. He pulled out of Annie’s mouth and hopped down. “Look who’s here!” he laughed. “Perfect timing — we can make that triple penetration you were all talking about a reality.” He extended his hand. “Name’s Azariel. These are Bad and Annie. What do you say, friend? Care to join us?” This was not the end of the night, but it is where I am going to end this story. Maybe next time you could drop by the BetterWaifu strip club as well. They say there are unique performances from different Waifus every single night! See you soon! — The End — Not all of the characters featured in this story are my own OC's. These were the girls in order of appearance: Flyer girl Vexa: My OC Bouncer Ankha: A collaboration between Nintendo and me (I wish! 😂) Pole dancer Cyndel: By @octavian Waitress Sera: By @azariel Singer Cloud-chan: My OC Security guard Tara: My OC VIP Annie: By @bad77 Prompts are hidden out of respect for my fellow creators! And since this is a big community post, I'm gonna tag everyone again! 😬 @zerogroupe21 @doggomage @usagi77 @thoughtzi @heihund @cef_ultra @warmicestudios @parda @barry915 @cro_bo @zesoul @smut317 @gildenstein @reptorn @goobygubby @a_casual_prompter