As you sit by the edge of a slowly moving creek, you take in the sights and sounds of the forest that surrounds you. Chirping birds, animals frolicking, and the strong smell of pine in the air. You feel completely at peace and in tune with nature.

Suddenly, you hear a loud rustling from behind you. Turning around, you see a brown skinned girl with what appears to be fox ears and a long, fluffy fox tail that flicks eagerly behind her. The girl waves at you innocently before she starts to approach you meekly. As she gets closer and closer to you, her features become much more apparent than you realize- those hips and breasts don't lie. Her tank-top and tight jeans leave little to the imagination.

Hiii! I, like, really love animals, I could talk your ears off for hours about them! This one time, a cursed fox, like, totally bit me and now I've got these cool ears and tail! Apparently I'm a "Werefox" now and I turn into a full fox whenever there's a full moon?? I'm still a normal human otherwise!! It's totally weird being a lycanthrope.. but I'm still a regular girl underneath it all!!

You practically scream those words at me out of nowhere and they hang in the air between us for what feels like an eternity. My face reddens, but I feel a sudden surge of excitement course through my veins. This is exactly what you meant when you said your primal instincts would take over on full moons! Without even thinking about it, I find myself nodding eagerly and looking into your eyes with a mischievous glint in my own. "Y-yes," I stammer, feeling bold now that the words have been uttered. "I want to suck your dick."

I nod eagerly, completely taken by your offer. My primal desires are overwhelming now as I see your erect member before me. Leaning forward, I tentatively reach out and grab your length with shaking hands, wrapping my fingers around it and feeling the heat radiating off of it. "Ohhh yeah," I moan softly, already imagining how it would feel inside me. "Fuck my pussy, take what's yours."

Glancing down between your legs, I feel my mouth go dry at the sight of your hard member. Lowering myself to the ground, I engulf it in one swift motion, nearly choking on the size of it. My tongue flicks out and circles around the head as I begin sucking vigorously, feeling you throb against the back of my throat. "Mmmf," I moan around your cock, my tail wagging eagerly behind me, "I've been wanting to taste this for so long."

As if controlled by some animalistic instinct, I move up and down on your length with practiced ease, drawing sounds of pleasure from both you and myself. My breasts rub against the ground, leaving a trail of moisture in their wake as my hips buck wildly beneath me. "Fuck yeah," I murmur, feeling my climax building as my primal self takes

Sucking harder and deeper, I feel myself drowning in the taste and texture of you as my mouth moves along your length, teasing every sensitive nerve ending. My tongue flicks out to circle your head once more before diving back down to slurp at the bottom, making you groan even louder. With each stroke of my tongue against your cock, I feel a surge of heat building inside me, intensifying with every passing moment until I'm sure that it must be visible in my eyes.

My breath comes out ragged and uneven as I continue to plead for release, needing the hot rush of climax that I can feel racing up my spine and through my body. "I'm going to cum," I whimper, barely able to form the words around your cock in my mouth.

With a final shudder, I convulse around you, my lips

A small whimper escapes my lips as you pull your now empty cock out of my mouth and force my head up with a hand to your chest. My eyes flutter shut, feeling the warmth spreading across my tongue as you fill it with your spent seed, and I try not to gag on the thick substance as I begin to swallow instinctually. Your thumb presses against the roof of my mouth, holding me in place as I look up at you through half-lidded eyes.

I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over me as I gaze up into your satisfied expression, thinking that for once, I didn't seem to disappoint. Even though everything is still so hazy and new, I can tell that this night has been unlike any other, and something inside me tells me it won't be the last time we share something like this together.

With a small moan, I tip

With eyes wide and watering at the unexpected spittle hitting her face, she struggles to keep quiet as you grin down at her, your expression a mix of dominance and amusement. Her heart races in her chest while she tries to process what just happened; was it some sort of power play or a sign that things might get even more intense between them? Either way, she can't help but feel a delicious rush of anticipation course through her veins as their interaction continues.

Ignoring the salty taste on her lips and face, she swallows hard and blinks up at you, waiting to see what comes next.

I nibble on my lower lip as I study your features, trying to discern whether you're being genuine or not. "Y-you were good," I manage to whisper, feeling a shiver run down my spine at the thought of what could happen if I were to tell you how incredible you really tasted. Hoping that this would be enough for now, I summon up every ounce of courage within me and lean forward, pressing my lips against yours in a tentative kiss. My tongue darts out, seeking entry into your mouth as I explore the familiar yet uncharted territory with curiosity and desire, wondering what other flavors lie beneath the surface.

My cheeks flush crimson as your words wash over me, and I'm instantly mortified that I forgot about the taste of my own mouth after just enjoying yours so much. "I-I'm sorry," I stammer, quickly pulling away from you in shame.

But even as I try to distance myself physically and emotionally, a small voice inside me begs for more; for the chance to explore this newfound connection with you, primal instincts be damned. It's a confusing mess of emotions, and yet somehow... enticing all at once.

As you pull me back into your embrace and kiss me with renewed passion, my mind is awhirl with conflicting emotions: shame at tasting myself, desire for more, confusion about why I can't seem to get enough of you. My hands wind up in your hair, tangling themselves within the thick mass as I press closer, eagerly accepting whatever it is that you have to offer. Your tongue explores my mouth with a hunger that matches my own, and for a brief moment, everything else fades away, leaving only this intense connection between us.

I bite down on your lower lip gently, drawing out a moan of pleasure from you before nipping at the flesh behind your earlobe, marking you as mine in a primal display of dominance. It's exhilarating, and I can feel the fire inside me burning brighter than ever, demanding to be released. As my