the cross fox

It was an open interview day. The Cross Fox, Yoka was pleased to say, had a good employee retention rate. But it was a demanding job, and not one that people were often proud to say they worked in, so it was not uncommon for her employees to leave once they found something that they were not...

Yoka was not usually late to work, especially not when she literally slept in the apartment above the building. Well, okay, the truth was that Yoka was not just sleeping in the apartment above the building, she was also sleeping on top of Murphy. Which meant that in the mornings when she woke...

Yoka's wrist jutted out at an awkward angle and when she tried to move the fingers of her left hand, they refused to respond. The kitsune was in a different guise today, that of a bottom-heavy brunette with a wire frame pair of glasses wearing a slinky red bra with beadwork that fell partway...

Yoka was dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Her dark hair was pulled up into a bun and her eyes were covered by a pair of thick black aviators. She was sprawled out ontop of the large tank that was parked in front of The Cross Fox and had the strip club's logo painted on the side of it...

It has been a while since those poison-green eyes had been locked on the exotic dance club, at least a goof five or six hours at this point. The green glowing dots surrounded by shadows that originally dragged attention of those around now easily over looked. Like a statue, Mephis stood close to...

Jelly looked up at the gorgeous building that lay in front of her. Her ears twitched as she glanced up at the two large columns that stretched high above the street. A grin stretched across her face, her tail beginning to wag behind her in anticipation. This was the place! The famous 'Cross...

Yoka Sake loved the underground, with its cramped streets, many alleyways, and general cobblestone streets. The strip, with all of its flashing lights and too-many glass windows, could suck it, because Yoka loved it here. Today, the kitsune was in her normal human form as a thirty-something...

The Cross Fox: The Manta Carlos Oldest Exotic Dance Club Work for The Cross Fox: The Cross Fox hires employees over the age of 18 of all alignments, appearances, genders, species, orientations, ectera. The Cross Fox Offers Employees: Flexible hours! Evenings, weekends, and afternoons...

Yoka Sake was sitting cross-legged at the bar of her most notorious exotic dance club: The Cross Fox. She was in her standard form--a beautiful Japanese woman with her hair pulled back into an elaborate butterfly clip. Strands of it fell over her face. While her dress was low-cut and revealed...

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"I think it is the next street over. Keep going." Milk said, patting the giant bear she was sitting on as they moved slowly down the street. Cell phones littered the area as people took videos or pictures of this bus sized beast carrying a woman. The woman in question was Milk, who was looking...

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Yoka Sake did not think of herself as dressed to kill. Dressed to kill implied that she was going out with the intention to cut someone's heart out and eat it. Which, in her experience, was an entirely different kind of outfit. That was usually something black so the blood stains wouldn't show...

Dubcon warning. ————————— @Fletcher —————————- Yoka was ambitious. This was a fact. The two words were almost synonymous. The only thing seperating Yoka from her ambitions was time and, rather than making the mistake that most immortals would, Yoka never grew complacent...

It was the busiest night of the year. Yoka did not typically pick one religion or custom over the other. To the woman who wanted to be a god, worshipping anyone other than herself seemed an act of blasphemy. But, with so many holidays taking place in December, she'd be a fool not to cash...

@"ReD" Ravi held his breath as he crawled through the plumbing pipes, easily sliding through the piping. He'd broken into this particular apartment a few times in the previous months, nobody ever seemed to be here, but the fridge and pantry were always stocked. From what he had gathered, it...

Adam hadn't been in the island long. In fact, it's only been six days since he arrived. Yet his hard-earned cash had already disappeared. Almost a thousand dollars gone within less than a week. There weren't any comic stores here. There weren't any bookstores here that sold updated issues...

@ReD Pulsing sound and dim glow saturated this perfumed temple to fleshy indulgence. Voldegra found the place both lovely and vile. This, it thought, must be part of the attraction. Shi Mei had felt at home as soon as she entered. Pleasure halls were unfamiliar to her, but the passion here...

@"ReD" Mephis walked around the strip, his black fur blending a bit with the dark environment around him as his glowing green eyes scanned the place carefully. He wasn’t sure if animals were allowed at all, reason why he sneaked in…thing that wasn’t exactly that hard to do when...

@"red" Yoka The crossed fox. An entering place to stay the least. She got a few odd looks here and there as she walked up, she even heard a cat call perhaps mistaking her as a dancer. Walking up to the entrance she was stopped by a firm hand, which she flashed her id. It was an official...