Fallen Moon

Chapter 51: A Slight Kink (Part 04)

The entire strip club was packed. People were lined up holding flyers with a picture of Zekai dressed in a loin cloth swinging on a vine. The prompt said: "See the Jungle Boy in action for the first time only at The Jungle." It had the address, admission prices. The works. The other strippers were out there putting on a show hyping the crowd up for his first live performance. While, Zekai was in the dressing room preparing himself.

"Do I really have to wear this?" Zekai was holding a loincloth over himself while standing in the mirror. He knew his vine trick is what landed him the jungle boy name. Which was fine but now he had to dress the part. He wasn't even sure if it would cover everything. His cheeks reddened. "What if one of my balls pop out during, no, I can't wear this I can't. It's too humiliating. I don't want my balls to pop out."

"Jungle boy there's been a change in plans," Trish walked into the room. He jumped. Would it kill her to knock? He wasn't even fully dressed. He was only wearing a bath towel. "You haven't tried on the loincloth yet?" She snatched the loincloth from him. "We don't have time for you to be chickening out. The club is packed and they are here for you. This is not the time, get your shit together and put on the loincloth. We're moving up your performance. Liley called for a curfew that means you are on now."

"Now as in right now," Zekai asked, she nodded. "But what about the strippers that were supposed to come on before me?"

"We had to cut them," Trish answered. "No worries. We already told them that we are going to pay them for the inconvenience. Kade's got it covered. You're on so put on the loincloth and let's go. People are waiting."

"I don't think it's going to cover everything," Zekai explained as he once again held the loincloth up to the mirror. It just seemed kinda small.

"Have you tried it on?" Trish asked.

"No," Zekai answered.

"Well, try it on. You won't know for sure until you do." Trish countered. "Be quick about it, we don't have time to waste." She shut the door. Zekai threw off the towel and slipped into the loincloth. It squeezed tight against his junk to the point he would occasionally readjust himself. The door opened and Trish walked in. "Good, it fits, put on some clothes and let's go."

"But, it's tight, I don't know about this," Zekai argued. "Can't I just wear boxers this time and we do the loincloth attire another-," She threw his clothes at him. He let out a defeated sigh. "Fine," He slipped on his black muscle shirt and the leopard print sweatpants. "But if one of my nuts pop out I'm blaming you." He walked out of the dressing room following her to the stage.

"I want you to do exactly what you did for your audition. This time we had Marcus install a monkey bar in the ceiling for you. It should hold your weight." Trish explained as she walked quickly to the stage with Zekai following close behind.

"Got it," Zekai answered. "So no changes,"

"There is one change," Trish turned to face him. "No magic, we'll use special effects instead. Which means a few of those things you can't do but the vine thing is okay."

"What do you mean no magic?" Zekai argued. "That was my first time stripping and the magic was kind of the selling point. How can I do it without the selling point?"

"I don't know, figure it out." Trish slapped him on the ass and left. He rubbed his ass, growling at her. He let out a sigh. If he couldn't use magic then his body would have to be his new selling point. Unless, he could sneak magic in without them knowing. That's it, that's why she said it. It's not that he can't use magic, it's that the audience can't know he's using it. He nodded to himself.

"Okay, I can work with that, just no dancing lights. The rest was pretty well hidden or could be replicated with stage effects." Zekai took a deep breath. "Let's do this,"