Dance Contest

My name's Dan and I own The Glass Cat. The Glass Cat is a Female Impersonator club,
although lately we're getting a lot of transsexuals, too. The club is pretty well-know, and
and sometimes we get some big-name shemale porn stars in to do a show.

Our biggest draw is Tuesday nights. Tuesday night is dance content night. Sheboys come in
from all over and dance and strip for cash prizes and exposure. We get a lot of different folks
in the audience, so it works out well for the contestants and the audience.

Well, I've been in this business for years. I've never been particularly interested in the
performers - I like my women with pussies! Still, I have to admit, some of these chicks
are gorgeous, and you would never know from looking at them on the street or in a bikini
that they didn't start out as women.

Anyway, a couple of weeks ago on Tuesday, we were having our usual Tuesday night.
That is to say, the house was packed. Music was playing and our usual assortment of
customers from every walk of life were watching the stage as 10 different "girls" danced
and paraded their stuff to music. We had a pretty good group, all pretty and at least
nominally talented. And then came the last dancer - her name was Iris.

Most of the "girls" that dance in our contest work in nearby dance clubs and come in
on their night off to collect some extra money and have a good time. All the people that
work in the clubs, we know each other. My dancers go to other contests on their nights
off. There aren't that many clubs, so it's almost like we're all family, or friends of family.

So the last dancer comes up and I've never seen her before. That's unusual. And she
moves a little more like a real woman than the other "girls". She was about 5'11" with
medium length red hair. She wasn't model-thin, she had full hips and big boobs with
rounded thighs and a tight, round butt. And then I noticed something else, something that
really surprised me.