"I think I will watch the show," you say to her.
"As you wish," she says, giving a seductive scratch to your stomach, making you jump a little. "Go on in and find a seat."
You do as she says and enter the showroom which looks like a small old-timey Vaudeville theater. You have some difficulty finding a seat because there is already a bit of a crowd of men and some women. Some of the crowd are humans and others are anthro animals like you. Eventually you find a seat and immediately the show begins.
Exotic Gypsy music plays and the curtain goes up revealing a row of ten Gypsy belly dancer women. They begin their sensual and alluring dance. Deep down you feel that you would like to be up there dancing with them. But then the music picks up, and in a bright flash of light and a puff of smoke another Gypsy dancer appears in the middle of the stage.
"This is our lead dancer and magician, Esmeralda!" a female voice proclaims over a loudspeaker. She has long flowing jet black hair, tan skin, and wears a beautiful red Gypsy styled dress. It does not bare her belly, but it fits her body snugly, and shows off a lot of her cleavage. You cannot help but stare at her as she dances a wild and passionate dance that makes her skirt fly up and reveal her long dancer's legs, while waving a purple a gold-star covered veil around herself, and also playing a tambourine. You definitely feel that you would like to meet her, talk to her, get to know her, and maybe even let her tickle you. After all this is Tickleopolis.
But finally the music dies down, and Esmeralda and the other Dancers stop dancing and take a bow. You and the audience members immediately begin applauding. After the applause dies down, Esmeralda approaches the edge of the stage and begins to talk.
"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, humans and animals, to the Gypsy Fantasy Hall," she says, and high wonderful and spirited voice. "You are all here to witness our lovely dancing and see us perform mysterious and powerful feats of real magic."
The audience applauds again, and then she raises her hand for silence.
"Now for tonight's Exotic Dance and Magic Show," she continues, "I will require a volunteer from the audience to join me on the stage, to be my lovely assistant for the evening, and if he or she does well that lucky person and I might meet after the show for more intimate business."
You find it hard to believe but it sounds like she might fulfill the thoughts that you were just thinking about her. And now you realize that you have to volunteer no matter what.
"Now which of you out there would love to be my lovely assistant?" she asks. Instinctively you raise your right paw, but then much to your dismay you look around and see that just about every male member of the audience and some female members have raised their hands. You feel downhearted, knowing that there is no possible way that Esmeralda will choose to pick you, yet still you keep your paw up hoping against all hope.
"Hmm tough choices," Esmeralda says to herself. She then closes her eyes and thinks about it. Then after about a minute she opens her eyes, and looks and points directly at...you.
"You, the kangaroo there," she shouts, "come on up here and be my lovely assistant."
You cannot believe it, but there it is, she has chosen you. Briefly you feel the jealous glares of the male members of the audience, but you don't care because she has chosen you. Immediately you get up from your seat and walk right up to the stage. Esmeralda kneels down and offers her hand. You take her hand and let her help you climb up on to the stage. Once you are up there she stands next to you and puts her arm around your shoulders. Then the other Gypsy Dancers form a semicircle around you, facing the audience.
"So tell us, little roo, what is your name?" Esmeralda asks in a polite yet seductive fashion.
"You can call me Joey," you say to her.
"And is this your first time at the Gypsy Fantasy Hall, Joey?" she asks.
"Well, actually it's my first time in Tickeopolis," you say shyly.
"Well then welcome to both Tickleopolis and the Gypsy Fantasy Hall," she says. "But now we must get down to business, and decide what I am going to do with you here tonight."
She holds you closer to her as she speaks, her breast brushing against your arm.
"What am I going to do with you?" she says, looking deep into your eyes. Before you can say anything she announces to you and the audience...
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