It had been too long since Club Wonderland had put on a good show. The line of Beacon Beauties had seemed to grow thin; while there were an absolute excess of beautiful women attending school, no fancy, Beacon Beauty shows had been put on in a while. The club maintained a steady audience, and tonight was no different, with a decent handful occupying the tables. The night passed, and suddenly more people appeared, quickly filling the room as the night drew on. Soon enough, the room was full of noisy patrons, quickly silenced by the intercom.

"Hello, hello, everyone," the familiar voice of Queen started. "I'm glad to see the message had been received; yes, tonight, we have a new starlet to grace the stage, and let me tell you that she is, like ALL of my flowers, beautiful and ready to put on a show." After a brief pause, he followed up a few stray buzzes of the intercom with, "I do apologize for the delay, but shockingly, it's not every day that a pretty young thing passes into my office looking for something to lighten spirits and student loans. Plus there's workshopping to be done on how best to bring their lovely talents to light. That's hard work, y'know? Anyway, let me grab those lights." A second passed, and the lights left, leaving the club in a sweat scented darkness.

"Oh, she's a Faunus, too. Feels like we don't get enough of those here, but I digress. A photographer, too, but sadly, I couldn't convince her to let me see any of her private shoots, though they MAY BE out there, and MAY OR MAY NOT BE of some of my other girls from what I gathered. She wouldn't say, and I don't push people. She could just be lying, but she perked up when I mentioned a few names. Anyway, I'm droning. Let's get to the reason you're all here."

Velvet, as always, was a bit nervous. She rarely felt confident, whether because of her very noticeable and self-thought-to-be-unappealing rabbit ears, or her self perception that she was bland compared to those around her; just considering Coco, she felt second to the gorgeous fashion queen who brought all eyes to her with her outfits and who casually mowed down Grimm with a minigun. Still, her recent adventures in modeling for her own camera had given her a better view of her body. Velvet took a deep breath. She was ready.

"You look a little nervous. ...You don't look shocked, nor do you look offended, so I guess that's just the default. Well, if you're sure, I do guarantee that you'll do amazing; I take it you're not too overly fond of those lovely ears– yes, lovely, don't look so surprised– but I assure you that that's not your only desirable trait."

Velvet was a bit taken aback. Coco always told her that she was pretty, but she noticed that those compliments usually came after run ins with Cardin and his friends. With that in mind, being told without prompting that she was attractive was a pleasant surprise. She felt prettier, and smiled for it.

"You have a very gentle smile. It's nice. Please forget that I run a strip club and know that I don't see that very often. Charming people is part of my job description, but I do mean what I say."

Velvet blushed, still getting used to being complimented in such a forward way. She felt far more comfortable than when she had ducked her way into the dark office she sat in. She also felt more confident about her body. She had always been in amazing shape due to being a huntress, but she still felt like all the other girls grabbed more attention. Right now, she felt different. She felt better. She felt cute.

"Now the hard part. I do know this may be a sore spot, but how familiar are you with old school softcore mags and their ~amazing~ taste in outfits? You know, the one that... Ahem... "Capitalizes" on that lovely trait of yours? I don't suppose you've ever taken any shots that'd fit in with one of those with that camera? Forget it, it doesn't matter and I can guarantee that you'd look great in a one piece."

A very distinguishable silhouette slowly broke out from behind the deep red curtains. Beneath a warm brown light, the audience could immediately deduce what kind of Faunus graced the stage, the shadow of big floppy ears reminding all of that one famous magazine read behind closed doors. They sincerely hoped that the girl would make good on the unspoken promise to uphold the legacy of a man named Hue Hefner.

"Wooh. Let's go!"

Velvet paraded down the stage, mimicking Coco's glamorous strut that she had seen so many times. Whether on the runway or the streets, her teammate just had a way with walking. "And if there's one thing I'm good at..." Velvet giggled as she thought about her knack for copying motions, displaying her talents as her hips swayed perfectly. She was glad that she wasn't really alone doing this; even if they wouldn't know how helpful they were, all of Velvet's friends were by her side in spirit, guiding her hips and helping solidify a picturesque strut. Coco's sexy sashay, Yang's boisterous confidence, Ruby's youthful cheeriness, Pyrrha's powerful strut, Weiss' dainty step, Blake's deep mystery, and so many more added to the list of people guiding Velvet as she moved down the stage. Her confidence was at an all time high, even if she still was nervous about her outfit's level of decency. Coco hadn't even approved it, not that Velvet particularly wanted her to know about this little adventure, at least not until she decided whether or not the confidence boost was temporary.

Velvet stepped into a bright scarlet light as she passed the halfway point of the runway. Her step slowed as she realized her body and outfit were now in view; first to notice were her ears, floppy and adorable as the hung from her warm brown hair. Her face betrayed her step, coated with an anxiousness brought on by her first runway of this type. Over a full black bodystocking, she wore a gold lined, coffee colored, tight-as-could-be one piece bikini. Worn over it was a matching, cropped, high collared jacket, the short warm brown zipped up over her breasts and instead directing attention to her shoulders, decorated by golden armor bits. More gold hung from her wrists, large warm cuffs capturing the spotlight along with a matching belt. Her blackened legs stretched well until they hit gold heels, clicking down as the Faunus continued down the runway.

Even completely covered, Velvet felt like she was naked; she had never had this many eyes on her at once, and never with this much lust set in them. Everywhere she looked, she saw people eating up her bunny outfit, taking in her adherence to the unspoken promise she had made. Still, as nervous as she felt, she knew that the audience liked her as she saw looks that were genuine desire. While some lustful eyes likely came from fetishistic wants to breed with her like a rabbit, she saw the types of looks that she'd see Coco or Yang get; they were admiring her body, calling her beautiful with nothing but their expressions. Velvet loved it.

"This is a nice change," Velvet thought, enjoying the positive attention her Faunus traits were earning her. She was far too used to ducking and hiding when people like Cardin came around, and she hated how often they came around. Right now, she was proud to be part rabbit, and also proud of her subtle but luscious measurements. She rarely showed off her body, so earning a number of cheers whenever she turned around to show her tight butt made her feel as fuzzy as the mock bunny tail she had on.

Regaining the confidence in her step, Velvet hopped over to the center of the main stage, playfully skipping along like a rabbit in a field. She was really glad she had picked up on how to maneuver in heels after watching so many other huntresses fight in such obtrusive shoes; why platforms seemed to be as common as boots had always confused her, but it did allow her to modify step into skip, letting her be playful while also bringing her legs out to their full potential. She paused in the center of the dance floor and tried to recall her plan.

Starting with a few cutesy poses to show off her figure, Velvet bounced across the stage to every corner. Enjoying the newfound pride in herself, she played up her Faunus markings, coyly batting at her ears, bouncing her legs, and shaking her false tail. She smiled with every cheer she earned, thinking, "I'm so glad you guys like me!" Everything about the positivity towards her made her more daring, letting her embrace a playful side she never felt.

It was like a weight had lifted off Velvet, similar but better to whenever she let loose when fighting; a sense of freedom and lightness permeated through her, something she usually only achieved when taking on Grimm hordes. "Maybe then it's because I'm borrowing so much from others..." She supposed her Semblance sort of made her technically prone to stealing from other people, but she knew it was only the positive attributes that helped them be who they were in order to better herself. Fighting as Weiss or Coco or Pyrrha let her be someone else, but make it to fit her own way of doing things. It was a unique and amazing feeling, but this was different. Velvet thought about how being on stage, "Makes me ME. This is who I am, and without me being anyone else!" The crowd liked her, and while she definitely had help, she was doing her own moves, playing to her own whims, and listening to her own fans. She wasn't playing with rapiers, miniguns, or spears, or mimicking an heiress, a fashionista, or an Amazon. She was being the culmination of skills that was Velvet Scarlatina, and people loved her.

Velvet felt the lightness in her body and let it guide her. Hearing the cries of want every time she strayed to close to a pole, she decided that she'd like to hear more cheers; she found a corner and wrapped her arms around the pole occupying it. Thinking, "Whee! This is actually pretty fun!" she let herself twirl around it, her big ears flopping and her long brown hair flowing out behind her. She flipped around, putting her back to the pole and stretched out. Still smiling wide, she lifted her arms far over her head before slowly pulling them in to the soft beat of the music. With an uncharacteristically lascivious wink, Velvet made a young looking blonde man turn bright red as she followed up by grabbing the zipper on her jacket. She stopped and lifted her hands in order to cover the adorable giggle that came from her making a man nervous.

"I'll let this be for you, okay?" Velvet thought, watching the blonde man turn even redder at her cute laugh from up on stage. She let him know his present by marking it with a blown kiss; after sending her lips his way with a wave, she drew back to her zipper and began slowly pulling downward. "I hope you like it! Too bad I can't let the entire room see, but oh well!" Velvet faced the corner of the room that her pole landed at, wishing that she could be at all five of the poles on stage so everyone could see her pop off her zipper. She still kept her jacket tight over her breasts, just for the moment.

With a powerful leap forward, Velvet tore open her jacket, revealing the rest of the one piece that lay beneath the conservative coffee colored garment. Of course, the bunny had a collar on. A big black bow tie wrapped around her neck, further reinforcing the blonde man's (and the rest of the club's) present. Rather than showcase a massive amount of chest, Velvet's breasts were still covered by the strapless one piece, and what would otherwise be soft, bare skin was instead covered by her bodystocking. Her breasts were still on full display, however, and her small but lovely chest pushed outwards in her tiny swimsuit, and her cleavage was visible through the stretched black cloth. Everything was the perfect amount of tight to show off all that was needed as the bunny slipped off her jacket, leaving behind the large golden cuffs.

"I know it's pandering," Velvet thought, not caring due to the fact that, "it feels really nice, though! They're so happy!" With the full reveal of her bunny outfit, Velvet smiled ever brighter as the cheers continued. With a wave and a few more winks, she hopped over to another corner of the stage to let that side admire her newly displayed chest. Her suit still showed off and highlighted her butt, so she didn't feel bad for leaving. She played around on the pole, gripping it and bending down to highlight her curves as she listened to her cheers. The four corners of the room got their looks before the Faunus playfully hopped her way to center stage.

Velvet pointed up to the roof, calling upon the lights and music to change. The multitude of warm brown spotlights flipped between a rainbow that refused to settle as the music turned slower. Quietly muttering to herself, "I know they're cute, but it's still hard to walk in these, let alone dance," Velvet kicked off her heels and rubbed her feet, not particularly fussed if the crowd saw her. Finishing her short massage, she pointed once more, though towards the back corner of the room rather than the ceiling.

"Thanks for the help, everyone. I like being me, but I just can't help but have a specialty!"

An unlit figure in the direction Velvet had pointed launched a heavy, shapeless object towards the Faunus. As if it wasn't her own motion, the girl snapped her arm back without looking, stopping where the missile was heading. With an impossibly graceful motion, she gripped her open hand, intercepting the package's path and used the momentum to twist; as the woman flowed seamlessly into a pirouette, she unfurled a transient brown fabric that had been wrapped around a small box. When she stopped to face the crowd again, she had donned the wrapping as a short, ephemeral dress that hung off of her. It wrapped around her breasts, leaving her blackened cleavage exposed while covering everything beneath. It splayed out as it reached her knees, forming a lightweight skirt that looked oddly familiar. The box she had caught was now affixed to the small of her back, waiting patiently for its purpose. As the audience processed the motion on stage, the spotlights settled on white.

"I may not be quite as graceful..."

Velvet, now clad in a warm brown wraparound, pulled her hair into a long, flowing ponytail to keep it out of her face. Knowing she needed as much dexterity as possible, she took a deep breath and tried to think of a way to make herself lighter. She settled by knocking the box at her back, opening it; glowing blue lights breached out from the Faunus' back, wrapping around her fingers and slowly forming long strands of ribbons topped with hooks.

"Here we go!"

Taking a moment to duck down, Velvet powered up her legs. Kicking off, she shot forward in a sprint before launching off the main stage, straight into the club's floor. Tossing her newly formed hooks upward, Velvet hit the ceiling and tightened her grasp around the light ribbons. The woman landed square on an occupied table, touching the wood at a relatively slow speed thanks to her ceiling supports. Her improvised dress followed her, again revealing how tight her one piece was under it.

"Hello!" Velvet said, cheerfully winking at the blonde boy she had seen earlier. To say he was shocked was an understatement, and his surprise only compounded with more as the Faunus on the table pulled her hooks out of the ceiling, drew them back to her hands, then launched them above another table. Before the blonde could properly process that a bunny girl had just gently crashed onto his table, she had jumped away to another one.

"I'm so glad I learned how to flip..." Velvet thought, reminiscing about learning to maneuver through the air by watching other, more agile people do so. Her innocent thieving let her jump from table to table, softly landing thanks to both her ribbons slowing her fall and her graceful step. Weiss had had the benefit of her Semblance to let her not worry about crashing, but Velvet made do with her own talents. "Ingenuity helps!"

Velvet traced a broken path through the club, hopping from table to table, letting each get a lovely view of her butt as her dress refused to stay down. She knew Weiss had been a lot neater when she had done the same, but nobody seemed to mind when the pretty girl appeared before them. Throwing her hooks at the ceiling one last time, Velvet pulled herself away from a young Faunus man with cat ears and landed at the entrance of the club. As if knowing their signal, the lights turned yellow as they tried to focus on the Faunus.

"I may not be quite as explicit..."

Velvet hurriedly unwrapped the cloth making up her dress, folded it over, and rewrapped it as a skirt. The top of her one piece was back on display, now with a matching mini skirt, playfully tied around her waist. The Faunus reached up, undid her ponytail, and felt her re-exposed breasts, squeezing them in a way reminiscent of a blonde familiar to most in the club. The seemed to demand more attention than they had before, their small size feeling ever so much more noticeable now that the audience was closer. Velvet bounced, letting her breasts follow her movement.

Velvet used the best confident strut she had mimicked to make her way towards a young, gentle looking man with dark hair. Her disposition was beyond nervous and her face was bright red, but she brought both close to the man's ear and whispered something.

The man looked at Velvet with a face asking, "Are you sure?" The girl nodded, if sheepishly, and brought her arms close to her body as if to hold herself together. Hesitantly, the man reached out and grabbed the tips of Velvet's rabbit ears; lightly caressing them, he drew his fingers softly over what was clearly an erogenous zone, causing the girl to sheepishly mewl with pleasure. She covered her face with her hands to stifle her cries as the man massaged her ears, embarrassed but enjoying herself immensely. When the man slowed, she signaled to be released and drew her breath.

"That was really embarrassing, but it felt nice," Velvet thought, feeling the heat from cheeks. Usually, only Coco and her partner were ever allowed to handle her ears, and even then it was extremely rare. Tonight, she felt like she had already broken past a few hurdles, and the feelings inside her kept her know that this was fine. "Only you, though! How does Yang do it!?" Even though she was mimicking Yang's adventures through the club, she was far less forward in her actions, and just being lightly massaged felt like it was enough, but Yang had let people manhandle her like a toy. Velvet was impressed with the blonde's willingness, but she would have to cut herself off her.

Finished mimicking Yang for the sake of her heart rate, Velvet thanked the man who had felt her ears again and quickly rushed over to the stage. On her way, she lifted her improvised skirt, flashing her butt in the one piece; the fact that her skimpier outfit was beneath a skirt made it look and feel like she was flashing the crowd, heightening the view even if they had all seen her rear before. As she hopped over the divider into the gutter, the lights turned purple.

"I may not be quite as alluring..."

Taking a second to hide amongst the stray bills between the stage and the walls keeping the crowd out, Velvet removed the cloth skirt, twisted it into a long ropelike strand, and tied it as a belt. A good portion hung below the box at her back, gently swaying like a cat's tail as she stood back up and hopped onto the stage.

"I'm sorry for confusing everyone, but it's cute, okay?" Velvet thought as she flitted between cat and rabbit. She got down on her knees, pawing at the audience like a playful kitten. Her face was the definition of cutesy as she batted around invisible mice and rolled around like she wanted to be scratched. "I can't help it if I'm a bunny." Velvet continued to play as Blake, the cat that had entranced the audience with her coyish kitten act. She swapped from meowing and pawing at her face before she swapped to a rabbit; she childishly hooked around like she was a bunny in a field, being chased by someone that wanted to play with it.

Velvet indulged in her pet play, enjoying her time as an adorable animal that the crowd loved. Every smiling face wanted to be playing with the bunny, either actually if with it her thoughts in mind. Regardless, Velvet played to desires as she rolled around looking cute.

Playfully bopping at her drooping ears, Velvet smiled before standing up. She stretched out again, releasing her body from being on the ground on a mock field. Her false cat tail was removed and splayed out, again forming into a graceful flowing cloth as the lights turned to red.

"I may not be quite as childish..."

Velvet spiraled around, swishing the brown cape over to cover her body. As it finished swirling around her, the crowd say that the multipurpose cloth was now dexterously positioned as a hooded cloak, bringing to mind a certain rose. Her rabbit ears hung low beneath the hood, which blocked her crimson face from the crowd.

"But hell if I'm not the best of all of them! Oh, did I just say that?"

Velvet stood before the crowd as her version of Ruby Rose, the mysterious hooded figure whose cloak blocked her emotions from showing. Were they able to see past the brown hood, the crowd would see the face of a woman who had found her confidence ten fold; the Velvet on stage was a far cry from the one that had stepped down the runway, and emanated her self pride louder than she ever had. Having learned from the sounds of the crowd, the woman was beautiful, a desire that was her own. Velvet may have borrowed from others, but this was her: Velvet Scarlatina opened the box on her back and turned.

The azure light from Velvet's box gleamed before solidifying into a giant cleaver-like blade that was as tall and as wide as she was. It stuck in the ground before the Faunus, starting as a sort of wire frame. The center quickly filled in, blocking the woman from the crowd as her cloak muddled her actions.

"Hoo... Let's end this, shall we?"

The giant cleaver dispersed, leaving the reddened image of Velvet in her cloak. Slowly, she turned around, her entire body covered by her hooded cape. To a silent crowd, she lifted the hood off of her head, showing off just how red her face was. In addition to displaying her hesitation, it showed her arousal as she bit down on her lip.

"Here I am."

Velvet grabbed her shoulder, taking her cloak in her grasp, and tore it away. As the brown cloth faded into the dark, Velvet sat, directly under every spotlight, without her one piece.

"Wow, that's a relief."

Velvet, despite spending her entire time on stage accompanied by cheers, was terrified that once the crowd got past her showmanship, they'd get bored of her. Instead, she listened to the explosion of the crowd as she displayed just about everything; her "outfit" now consisted entirely of her bodystocking, every intimate detail of what was underneath clear. The Faunus nervously turned around as she posed, finding the perfect pose to show off a pair of tiny black panties and the two pasties marked with stitched up hearts that covered her nipples. Both laid underneath the black fabric covering her skin, but the fact that the lights made it entirely see through left nothing to the imagination. Every member of the crowd saw every one of Velvet's curves, barely obstructed in only the best ways. Even better, her disposition screamed nervous, the hesitation making her unbelievably adorable. Despite holding a strong pose stolen from a model, the Faunus looked like she had just bared herself for the first time.

The only thing keeping Velvet from running as fast as she could was the noise of the crowd, taking in her petite body. Thanks to the accepted feeling she got from every face, she slowly lost that hesitation and took more poses, this time with confidence behind her.

"I'm really happy I'm me."

Eventually, the music died down, and the lights began to fade. Velvet breathed a long sigh of relief, and faded into darkness as she sashayed off onto the runway. As she stepped out of the light, she spanked her butt, letting the crowd leave with the sound of a clap on her ass in her tiny little panties.

And thus ended the twelfth night of Club Wonderland's new line up of dancers.