Reply coyly in return

"Just a fun-loving girl looking for some entertainment. Oh, and some money."

You reply, the second part in a jesting but embarrassed tone. It doesn't seem to bother her however, and she takes her phone from a pocket on the inside of her shirt breast. After seemingly opening what appears to be a log of competitors for tonight, Madison looks you up and down.

"Well, this seems like the place. If you'd like to sign up, we're doing tag teams tonight, so you'll need a partner. The rules are simple: Subdue your opponent, and make them orgasm. The winner gets half the betting money, and all competitors receive a small cheque at the end of their match."

The cheque was a certain, and it interested you. As you peaked past the latex-clad woman before you, you'd see a small stage area at the back of the warehouse with fences forming an impromptu cage border. Exempt from that, and the bar to one side, the room was entirely open plan, allowing people to mingle freely.

"And how much is this cheque? I'd hope it decent enough to warrant the effort."

Madison simply grins in response and winks, leaning in close as her tone turns seductive

"I promise you it'll be enough. A couple hundred just for a match. Now!"

Clapping her hands, Madison steps to the side and gestures to a corner near the cage, her latex leggings squeaking quietly. In the corner she gestures to, there's a muscled and toned ginger woman in nothing but a sport bra and a thong, and a petit but curved woman with short brown hair. Both women seemed to be comfortable enough with their state of undress, but it left their usually hidden packages on full display - showing they were in fact Futa.

"Come in and pick a partner. We currently have 2 without, so choose wisely. You'll need to rely on them to win. Oh, and the loser serves the evening as a caterer~ just to help businesses, hehe."

Winking at you, Madison guides you inside.