"The heat of the lights caressed her fur while the cheers of the crowd filled her ears. Some part of her mind screamed at her to get off the stage...to run and hide from the eyes of her adoring audience.

But another, more confident, assertive part, reminded her of how much fun she was having.

The DJ's beat seemed to control her hips, making them sway and move in ways that intoxicated her onlookers- driving them wild with desire.

Here, on the stage, she was safe. The bright lights served both as a warm blanket and a shield against anyone that would hurt or heckle her.

Boom went the bass. Boom went the Dynamite..."