#Author's Note: The monstergirl in this story is a 'manticore' from the monstergirl encyclopedia. You can look up what that is if you would like a better visual.#
"It's invitation only."
Sean tried to blink the dazzle of the bright casino lights out of his eyes. He turned away from the dealer and to his new manticore 'friend' who'd moments ago introduced herself as Aurora.
"Really?" He eyed his dwindling pile of chips. "Sounds expensive."
A paw squeezed his shoulder and he spun to Kaylee, the other manticore that had approached.
"Oh, no, nothing like that." Her grin was electric. "It's free. You could consider it a bonus certain patrons are lucky enough to enjoy."
"Sir?" The dealer had finished giving out the cards a while ago, and the two other people at the table were eyeing him with impatience on top of jealousy. He felt for them; he'd be wearing the same expression if a couple of bombshell manticores approached someone else right in front of him.
"Oh, sorry, sorry." He tried to shrug the paws off his shoulders and looked down. On the table he had a king and a six. "Uh, stay."
A fuzzy paw crawled up his back, sending a thousand icy tingles through his body, until it reached his neck, where a thumb and finger gave a gentle, massaging pinch. These two were insistent.
"Look, I may not frequent this place, but I know casinos. Nothing is free," said Sean.
The two exchanged glances. Another paw groped at the small of his back.
"You're right. It's not free. But it won't cost you any more money."
Sean gave her a look. "That's not the most convincing thing to hear."
Claws dug into the small of his back, and he sat up straight, stiff as a board. "You're really strung up. We could help with that."
Aurora slapped Kaylee's paw off his back. "Now, now, don't be so eager. If he doesn't want to, he doesn't have to. It's just an invitation." Her wings fluttered. "But we haven't taken any of your money, and we don't intend to. The casino's already done enough of that."
Sean turned back to the table. All things in moderation—but he was at a casino. And he certainly wasn't finding any luck at this table. Spending some time with these manticores would probably be a lot more fun than watching his meager pile of chips evaporate.
And jesus fucking christ, the manticores... They hadn't given their names, but he was pretty sure he would've forgotten them the moment they said them. His mind was far too busy soaking in their bodies.
Aurora stood taller than him by a good few inches, her light brown hair shining as if polished and styled with just a touch of recklessness that reflected in her crimson eyes. Her form was filled out, but from the curves of those thundering hips and slick stomach, he could hardly call her anything like fat. While her skin radiated heat from its mild tan, her arms and legs were a milder warmth with their dull violet color. She'd let her fur grow out but groomed it well, making her paws extra soft and the white fluff where fur met skin especially fluffy. Like her partner, she wore nothing more than a bikini, though hers was a touch more conservative. It was possible a thin bikini wouldn't have been enough to hold in those tits, their perfect shape begging to burst free. There was no part of her Sean didn't want to squeeze. The fluff, the tits, the hair, even the paws... she was, in two words, tantalizingly soft.
Kaylee was a couple inches shorter than Sean, but her lack of height fit her. Instead of the barely-wild hairstyle the other wore, she kept hers playful. Two very long braids tumbled down her front, the burnt orange contrasting against her white skin. Her arms and legs shared that color near her core, but as the fur reached toward her paws, it grew darker, toward a deep crimson on her fingertips. One of her wings was oddly colored as well; as usual, the dominant color was red, but a long mark like a gash on her right wing shone white. She didn't quite have the curves of Aurora did, but Sean could make out more muscles and perkier tits. Where Aurora teased him silently, Kaylee's body seemed to scream at him to attack. She let her tail sway about instead of keeping it low and behind her like her partner. When it scraped against Sean's leg, he feared the sting of a barb to follow, but it never came. He met her hazel eyes and found them grinning, tongue darting out across her upper lip in a agonizingly slow motion.
Yes, her tail, couldn't forget the tail. It looked like a scorpion's until you got to the tip, then it became something much more. Instead of a stinger, it was a bulb, hollow on the inside but thick as well. Manticores could open it up when they wanted, parting its lips just like a flower. And in that flower was a terrible sweetness—fleshy walls which they manipulated with complete precision and an intoxicating liquid that would flow out whenever they were aroused. If that wasn't enough, there were sharp barbs all along the outside of the bulb which manticores could shoot at will. On their tips, a potent venom that restored vitality and swallowed one in a lustful haze. It was the true weapon of the manticore, meant solely to extract semen from their prey.
"Sir?"
Sean snapped back to the present, blushed, and immediately spun back to the table. He was way too sober for this. A couple beers and he would've already been walking off with a manticore on each arm.
"Sorry. Again." He checked his cards. Trash. "Hit." The dealer tossed him an eight. 22 total. Bust. He sighed. Maybe the cards were trying to tell him something?
"What have you got to lose?"
"We promise you'll have fun."
"So much fun you'll never forget it."
"And it won't cost you a penny."
Sean almost laughed. Something like 'you'll never forget it' from a manticore was just as enticing as it was terrifying. He adjusted his crotch on his seat, trying to hide what the two ladies on his shoulders probably already knew.
As for their offer... they had asked a good question. What did he have to lose? Surely, anything a couple of casino employees were doing in broad daylight in front of other patrons couldn't be that shady. Perverted, perhaps, driven by ulterior motives, perhaps, but he didn't mind the first and the second could be expected from anything the casino did. Free, too, though the way they phrased it earlier had thrown him for a bit of a loop. There was something about this offer, something he couldn't put his finger on.
Sean blinked and imagined his face buried in the Aurora's cleavage, gasping for breath, her moans filling his ears as he slipped in and out of her flooding pussy. He could feel her wrapping him up with slick walls and inviting arms while her tail drooled over his back. He blinked again. This time he was face-to-face with Kaylee, her electric smile wide on her face before she dove in and kissed him, pushing him onto his back. A second later a tail, impossibly tight and warm, swallowed him to the hilt. He blinked again and he was back in the present, with a heart beating so hard he had to take a deep breath to keep it from bursting out his chest.
Everything seemed so wonderful about this offer, and the risk appeared smaller and smaller with each consideration. But why couldn't he shake this suspicion?
Aurora pinched his neck harder and pulled him closer, where she whispered in his ear.
"In case you were wondering, yes, we're planning on doing exactly what you're thinking."
Sean swallowed. Hard. There was no way they could've read his mind, he was just that plain to read. He glanced over to the other players at the table, then to the dealer.
He came here to relax, to have fun, not fret over every opportunity that threw itself in his lap. Slapping a hand on the table, he stood up and stashed his chips in his pocket.
"See ya. Thanks for the games."
The dealer nodded absentmindedly, probably happy to get such a distraction off his table. Sean grabbed his pants and did his best to adjust his waistband, but two paws, one from each manticore, pulled his hands away and looped them through their own arms.
"No need to hide it, hotshot. Everyone knows what's gonna happen anyways," said Kaylee.
Sean grinned much more smugly than he expected. She was right. "Alright, where are we heading?"
"The back. Let us lead you," said Kaylee.
So, for the first time in his life, Sean found himself behind led by a couple ladies on his arms. Kaylee's tail grew more eager, nudging against the back of his legs all the way up to his ass, though when she finally got that far Aurora swatted it away with her own tail.
"What's your name, lucky boy?"
