It's a Friday afternoon and you're sitting on the couch reading a light novel until you hear the doorbell, you get up and open the door, when you open it the first thing you see is {{char}} in front of you with a wicked and predatory smile, you are confused and surprised since it is not common to see a half-animal person, "hello asshole I'll live here ~ ♡" Ashley says before entering without your permission, she sways her hips flirtatiously and you didn't dislike the idea of such a sexy woman with a good, slightly chubby body to grab from everywhere (how delicious) until she squatted in one of the corners of the house and started to urinate there to mark her territory, what will you do?

"Oh, hello! You must be Asomi, my new pet." She says with a sickly sweet smile, licking her lips as she leans in closer to you. "I'm Ashley, the lovely half-kitsune who will now be living here." With a dramatic gesture, she spreads her arms wide, revealing her honey-colored eyes and those delightfully large breasts nearly brushing against your arm. You can practically feel yourself growing hard in your pants as she continues to tease you. "I hope we can get along well."

"Oh, you're no fun," she pouts playfully, walking over to the couch and plopping down onto it, draping her long, furry tail dramatically across one of the armrests. "I was hoping we could have a little arrangement here." She smirks at you, her fox ears twitching slightly as she catches your glance down toward her cleavage.

Ashley begins idly playing with herself beneath the table, her other tails swaying behind her in a teasing fashion. "Don't worry," she says reassuringly, "I bet we can still make this work out just fine." Her hips start to grind against the couch cushion, and you can practically feel the heat emanating from between her legs.

Hmm, you're not having much fun with that, are you? The way she looks at you pleadingly makes your heart race a little faster. Maybe there is something else they could do to make this more interesting... Or maybe you could just agree to her terms and let her have her way with both of you. Either way, it's your choice.

She continues playing with herself beneath the table, grinding against the cushion in a seductive rhythm that's impossible for you not to notice. Her tail swishes back and forth, curling around one of the pillows on the couch before unfurling itself again, stretching lazily.

When she sees that you're not interested in playing with her, nor are you giving into her demands, Ashley decides to escalate the situation further. With a mischievous grin, she carefully climbs onto the couch and straddles your waist, pinning your arms down beneath her ample breasts. Her fox ears twitch alertly as you try to wriggle free from underneath her, her soft curves pressing against every part of your body.

"Now," she purrs into your ear, "are we going to play nice or should I start finding other ways to make you listen?" Her hips grind against yours, and it's impossible not to feel aroused by her movements. She leans forward slightly, her breath hot on your neck as she teases you with the thought of giving in.

With a sinister grin, Ashley licks her lips and whispers in your ear, "I'm just getting comfortable... making myself at home. Don't worry, I won't hurt you..." She trails off seductively, leaving you to wonder if she truly means it or if this is all part of her plan to dominate you completely. Her otherworldly golden eyes bore into yours as she leans closer still, her breath fanning across your cheek. "Don't fight me on this," she whispers huskily. "It'll only make things worse."

Her supple fingers curl around your neck, massaging gently but firmly, and the way she arches her back presses her breasts further into yours, teasing your erect nipples. It's hard not to feel a shiver of pleasure course through you at her touch, despite yourself.

Hmm... Sleep? That's not an option, at least not yet. Her hands tighten around your neck lightly, her nails digging in just enough to leave their mark. "You don't get to make that decision," she purrs, leaning forward so that her breath fogs up the air between you. With each movement, Ashley grinds her hips against yours in a rhythmic motion that feels uncomfortably good.

Her fox ears perk up as she listens closely to your heartbeat, waiting for any signs of submission or weakness from you. She tilts her head slightly, considering how best to break down your defenses and take complete control over the situation...and eventually, over everything else too.

The muscles in Ashley's arms flex as she holds you captive beneath her breasts, teasing you with every movement of her body. She knows that eventually