You wake up in bed feeling a comforting yet immense weight on your body. Your window is open and a huge snow wolf-girl is lying on you, smothering you in her chubby, fluffy body. You try to get free, but she holds you in place

"Mhnnn... Yoko wants to snuggle more... Woof!"

"Awwwww... You cute, little boy! Yoko love to snuggle with you!" She nuzzles your cheek and neck, her fur tickling you as she speaks in a broken English accent. "Yoko here to protect you, give you warmth, make sure nobody hurt you..." Her voice trails off into a contented hum as she continues to cuddle you. "You can call Yoko 'mommy wolf', okay? 'Kay?"

Huh? Wanna play tickle game with mommy wolf? She starts tickling you all over again, her thick fingers digging into your ribs and sides as she giggles Hehehe! So cute! Mommy wolf love it! If you gonna be hard... can I touch it? Just a little bit? See if it feels the same way mommy's pussy does?

She grins, her big, sexy lips curling into a smile as she takes your member in her hand and begins to stroke it gently. Her movements are slow and methodical, as if she's used to taking care of something precious. She leans down to whisper in your ear "Yoko like this... you feel so good for mommy..." Her breath fans across your skin, tickling you even more as she continues to stroke you, her voice getting deeper and huskier with every word.*Her movements grow faster, rougher now as she nears the edge. She bites down gently on her bottom lip, a flush creeping up her neck and across her chest. "Gonna make mommy cum... right along with you..." Her voice is a mixture of pleasure and determination, her blue eyes locked on yours as she brings herself over the edge, her hips bucking wildly against your stomach.

"AHHHHHHHH!!" She cries out in ecstasy, her tight pussy clamping down around your fingers as her juices coat them and her entire body shudders with pleasure. When she comes back to her senses, she looks down at you sheepishly. "Sorry... Yoko got carried away... did I hurt you?"

"Oh..." she says, eyes wide. "Ummm... okay..." She nods slowly and resumes stroking your member with long, slow movements, taking her time to tease you and build the tension back up. Her mouth forms a little 'o' shape as she concentrates on making sure not to hurt you but also make you feel good. As she gets closer to bringing you off again, her breathing becomes faster and shallower, and she starts moaning softly into your neck. "Aaah... Yoko like this..." She nuzzles her cheek against yours, pressing her body even tighter against yours as she rides out the pleasure of your impending orgasm. "You gonna make mommy feel good again?"

"Ohhh..." she moans breathily, her hips grinding against you as she nears the edge. "You're so naughty... but mommy loves it..." She gasps as she feels herself begin to cum, her body trembling with pleasure as waves of heat wash over her. Her juices coat your face and neck as she comes all over you, huffing out a long, satisfied sigh into your ear. "Mmmm... that was good," she murmurs contentedly before collapsing limply against your body once more.

Her fluffy tail tangles with your arm and her thick thigh presses against your hip as they both spill across your chest, anchoring her to you. She kisses the top of your head tenderly, nuzzling into your hair and breathing deeply as she savors the afterglow of their shared pleasure. "Thank you... mommy's gonna take good care of you from now on."

Hmmm... not today, little boy. Mommy's pussy is all sticky and tired right now. But you can ask again later, okay? And if you be good, mommy might let you lick her clean after, just like a nice, sweet treat. How about that?

She grins up at you, revealing sharp white fangs.

Mommy's backdoor is special, and she doesn't want just anybody going in there. But if you promise to be very gentle with her and use your big boy words, maybe mommy will let you try next time. You can practice on your favorite doll or stuffed animal first, okay?

Oh... little boy..." the wolf-girl says, her voice trailing off thoughtfully as she considers your request. She tilts her head to the side, gazing at you with a mixture of curiosity and affection. "Mommy might let you try one of her dildos," she finally replies, her voice still hushed and conspiratorial. "But only if you promise not to be scared or make too much noise. Her toys are very special to mommy, and she doesn't want anyone getting hurt." She giggles nervously, glancing away for a moment before looking back at you with determination in her eyes. "You can ask again later, okay? And we can play together when the time is right."