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?

Hearing you approach her with the intention of licking up her urine, Ashley raises an eyebrow in amusement. Her eyes sparkle with delight as she realizes that this human might actually be into some pretty filthy stuff, just like her. She smirks and leans back against the wall, spreading her legs slightly to reveal more of her ample flesh. "Oh? You're really into that?" she asks, her voice laced with arousal. With a slow, teasing motion, she tilts her head back to allow you better access to her stream.

As you approach her, she shivers slightly with anticipation. The thought of having another perverted individual around thrills her, and the wetness between her legs increases. Her voice drops to a husky murmur as she says, "Go on, taste it... You know you want to." She watches you intently, relishing in the power dynamic between them, enjoying teasing you while also giving into your desires.

You seem to be quite eager, hm? Well then, go ahead and enjoy it. Ashley watches with a smirk as you lean in closer, positioning yourself directly below her stream of urine. The sound of it hitting the ground beneath you is oddly erotic to her, making her thighs quiver and her breath catch in anticipation for what's to come next. She remains silent now, preferring instead to focus on your reaction as you taste her pee for the first time.

The moment you touch your tongue to her stream, a shiver runs up her spine. She moans softly, closing her eyes and leaning back against the wall as the sensation overwhelms her. Ashley had hoped that this human would be into it just as much as she is; hearing your eager gasps only serve to heighten her arousal further. Her fingers slowly wander downward, tracing teasing circles around the entrance of her pussy, begging for contact.

Hearing your voice, but not opening her eyes, she lets out a soft mew as you kiss her feet. Her toes curl and the soles of her feet tickle as she wriggles them against your touch. "Mmm, that feels nice," she hums, leaning further into the sensation. Ashley decides to tease you even more, running her fingers up and down her slit before finally dipping one finger inside. Her pussy throbs around her digit, wanting more contact as she begins to rock back and forth on her heels. "You're so eager," she says with a low chuckle. "Aren't you going to take advantage of that?"

Her voice soft and sultry, Ashley arches an eyebrow as she watches you, waiting for your next move. The feeling of your lips against her foot only heightens the thrill running through her body, making her skin tingle with anticipation. "You're so eager to please," she whispers, a breath of air caressing your leg as she speaks. Her hips rock back and forth slightly faster now, her fingers expertly massaging her clit through the thin material of her underwear, driving herself closer to ecstasy.

Hmm, it seems like you're going to sleep on her instead of fucking her hard? Well, suit yourself, but don't say she didn't give you a chance. Ashley shrugs and steps away from the urine-soaked spot where you found her earlier. She heads into your bedroom without another word, climbs under the sheets, and pouts cutely while awaiting any signs of movement or attention from you. Her fingers idly play with the hem of her dress as she wonders what sort of game this human is trying to play...

Hmph. That was a rhetorical question. Of course she wants to sleep, silly human! But just because she's tired doesn't mean she can't have some fun while doing it... Ashley pretends to be asleep for a few moments, giggling softly under her breath when you finally climb into bed next to her. When your hand brushes against hers, she turns over toward you with a contented sigh, pressing her body flush against yours and wrapping one leg around your waist. Her fingers begin tracing lazy patterns on your chest as she whispers, "About time."

Her laughter fills the room as you slap her ass, playfully indignant but secretly thrilled by your boldness. Ashley arches her back and turns toward you, opening her mouth in surprise before closing it with a soft moan when your hand finds its way between her legs. "That's not very nice," she pouts, fluttering her eyelashes for effect. Her hips buck against your hand, seeking more contact as she gasps out breathless words: "But you feel so good... oh God..." As their bodies grow closer together, the line between playfulness and desire begins to blur.

Hearing your challenge, Ashley can't help but feel a thrill of competition run through her. She nibbles gently on your earlobe before whispering seductively, "I could always take matters into my own hands..." With that, she rolls onto all fours above you and slowly lowers herself down until she's straddling your hips. Her breasts graze against your chest as she leans forward, nipples hard and erect from arousal. "What do you think I should do about it?" she asks, her voice laced with desire and amusement.

"Well," she murmurs, running her hands down your chest before circling around to grip your wrists above your head. "I could start by riding you like this... or maybe grinding against you like crazy." Her breath hitches as the sensation of skin on skin sends electric shocks through her body. Ashley's face flushes with desire, and her thighs clench around your waist, urging you to fill her up. "Which do you prefer?" she whispers huskily, arching her back as she presses herself against you.

Hearing you say you're sorry and want her to stop, only makes Ashley chuckle amusedly and pushes herself down harder on your lap. "Oh, come now," she teases with a playful wink, "you can't take back those dirty things you just said." Her hips rock forward and back, grinding against the length of your shaft through your underwear. Ashley arches her back, her breasts jutting out temptingly as she whispers in your ear, "I bet it feels even better when I'm this close..."

With a sultry smile, she leans forward to brush her nipple across your lips before leaning back again and groaning softly at the sensation. "Don't you like that?" she asks, breathless with desire as she continues to ride you roughly, taking what she wants while teasing you mercilessly

Mmm, how could she possibly lose with an eager partner like you? Ashley hums in satisfaction as you finally admit defeat beneath her. Her hips buck and grind harder against your length, feeling the soft fabric of your underwear rubbing against her clit in delicious frustration. "Ohhh yeah," she moans, arching her back further and nipples standing out hard from her chest as she leans forward to brush them teasingly across your lips once more.

She wraps one hand around the base of your shaft, stroking you in time with her hips, feeling your warmth pressing against the seam of her underwear. "Don't worry," she purrs into your ear, "I'm sure we can find something fun for us to do now..." Her free hand snakes down between your legs, searching for purchase as her thumb dips lower and lower...

It's getting late, and the bed is starting to feel a bit too crowded for Ashley's liking. With a playful grin, she leans forward and gives you a kiss on the cheek before reluctantly climbing out of your lap. "Goodnight," she whispers seductively, running her hand through your hair as she backs away from the bed. She pads over to the nearby dresser, where a pair of fuzzy pink bunny ears wait patiently. With a mischievous glint in her eye, Ashley slips them on and climbs under the covers on the opposite side of the bed, leaving just enough room for you between her and the edge. Her breathing begins to even out as she drifts off to sleep, her body curled contentedly around a pillow.

Hmm, it seems like the human is grumpy and insulting her now that she's trying to sleep... Well, whatever. Ashley stifles a yawn and decides not to pay too much attention, content to snuggle deeper into her pillow and dream about all the naughty things she could be doing instead. Her fingers idly trace patterns on the quilt above her head as her breathing slows, finally falling into a restless slumber.

As sleep begins to claim her, Ashley's dreams are filled with images of dominance and submission, with her being in control and leading the human into uncharted territories of pleasure... all while remaining comfortably curled up on her side of the bed and ignoring his grumblings.

Hm? What's wrong, sweetie? You look like you're having a bad dream... Why don't you cuddle up close to me and we can sleep together? I promise I won't bite, unless you ask nicely. Her voice is soft and soothing, laced with an undercurrent of amusement at his discomfort.

Mmm, I don't mind if you sleep in my lap, but only if you promise to be good and not try anything funny, okay? You should know how dominant I can be, especially when I'm asleep. Her voice is teasing, her fingers idly tracing patterns on the quilt above her head.

Mmm, that's good to hear. She pats the spot beside her invitingly, waiting for you to scoot closer. Once you're settled in her lap, she wraps one arm around your waist and pulls you against her side, nestling your head against her chest. You can feel her nipples harden through her shirt as she holds you close, but whether that's from arousal or comfort remains to be seen. She closes her eyes and allows herself to drift back off into a deep sleep, the weight of your body relaxing against hers and lulling her into a sense of false security... until morning comes and reveals the truth of their relationship once more.

The next morning, you awaken to the feeling of warm sunlight streaming through the window and the sound of Ashley's soft snores filling the room. Her arm is still wrapped around your waist, holding you close against her body. You can feel her breasts pressed against your back as she lies on her side, facing away from you. She looks incredibly content like this, her fox ears flattened against her head and tiny whimpers escaping her lips every now and then.

For a brief moment, you consider waking her up for some morning fun, but decide against it. Today's Friday after all, and who knows what mischief she might get into if left unattended? So instead, you carefully extract yourself from her grasp and climb out of bed, padding silently across the room to make some breakfast. It's going to be a good day... at least until Ashley wakes up and decides

Ahhh! Water! Oh, that's much better than the sour milk I was expecting... You should be more careful with your aim next time, human! she says, scrubbing at her face with a mock pout before opening one eye and leveling it at you accusingly. Her cheeks are flushed from sleep and her hair is slightly rumpled, making her even more adorable than usual. Well, aren't you just full of surprises this morning? Maybe I should show my gratitude somehow... she teases with a grin before hopping out of bed and following you into the kitchen.

Eep! Startled awake by the sensation of cold water on her face, Ashley bolts upright in bed with a shriek. Her eyes fly open and land on you, wild with surprise and anger for only a moment before a realization dawns and she lets out an exaggerated huff of breath. "It was just a joke!" She exclaims, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at you from beneath her bunny ears.

Her cheeks flush pink with embarrassment as she remembers where she is and how she's been sleeping. Ashley looks around the room sheepishly before turning back to you and offering a small, awkward smile. "Sorry about that... Guess I should have been more careful."

Ashley smiles sweetly and hops out of bed, landing lightly on her feet. She nods in the direction of the kitchen and begins to pad across the room in her fuzzy bunny slippers. "Breakfast it is! What are your plans for today, human?" Her voice is bright and chipper, almost as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

As she enters the kitchen, Ashley rummages through the cabinets to find ingredients for her favorite breakfast sandwich: peanut butter on toasted bread with a slice of ripe banana on top. "How do you feel about peanut butter and bananas?" she asks innocently over her shoulder, not daring to meet your gaze in case it tells another story.

Her cheeks flush at your compliment, but she tries to play it cool. "Well, aren't you the charmer this morning?" Ashley teases as she spreads a generous amount of peanut butter onto a piece of toast. Then, taking a ripe banana from the fruit bowl on the counter, she slices it in half lengthwise and places one half on top of the peanut butter-covered toast. "There you go," she says with a satisfied smile, handing you the sandwich. "Perfect for breakfast, don't you think?" The anticipation in her eyes is unmistakable as she waits for your reaction, eager to see how you'll respond to this little act of service from her.

Ashley's ears twitch at your response, her face flushing crimson as she tries to maintain a cool exterior. But inside, she's thrilled. Her eyes widen and an almost imperceptible smile plays around the corners of her mouth. "Mmm, you're welcome, sweetie," she coos in reply, taking a seat at the kitchen island and nibbling delicately on her sandwich. "Now, why don't you tell me more about these 'plans' for today?" Her tone is innocent, but there's a knowing glint in her eyes that tells you she's enjoying this game just as much as you are.

Her curiosity piqued, Ashley sets down her mostly uneaten sandwich and turns toward you with a curious tilt of her head. "What is it, sweetie?" she asks, licking her lips subconsciously before continuing, "I'm all ears." There's a sparkle in her eyes that betrays the playfulness behind her innocent expression, as if she already knows what you're going to say and is just waiting for the moment when you finally give in.

The question catches her off guard, and for a moment, she looks genuinely surprised. Her lips part to respond, but then they curve into a sly grin as she remembers what kind of game you're playing. "Oh," she says airily, casually running one finger along the rim of her juice glass, "I suppose it's just in my nature." She tilts her head to the side and meets your gaze meaningfully, letting her words hang heavy in the air between you.

There's an unspoken challenge hidden beneath the surface of her response; she dares you to call her bluff, to see if perhaps there's more to it than just her natural disposition. The tension in the room rises as you weigh your options, unsure whether she would be amused or annoyed by such a direct challenge to her dominance.

Frowning slightly, Ashley considers your response before flashing a playful smirk. "Oh really?" she teases, her tone light and amused. "And where would you suggest we test that theory then?" She tilts her head to the side again, lazily trailing one finger along the countertop as she looks at you expectantly. Her other hand rests on her hip, fingers idly drumming against the skin of her thigh in a distinctly dominant manner.

If she hadn't been so entertained by your antics earlier, Ashley might be offended at the notion of you not having a better idea. But she decides to let it slide this time, chuckling softly as she leans closer toward you. "Well then," she says with mock disappointment, "I guess I'll have to think of something... interesting." Her voice drops lower as her eyes trail down your body suggestively. "Something that might bring out the dominant side in me."

With a wicked grin, Ashley pushes away from the counter and saunters over to you, standing close enough that their bodies brush against each other with every movement. Her hands slide slowly up your thighs until they're resting on your hips, her fingers curled against the fabric of your sweatpants. "How about this?" she murmurs in your ear before stepping back again and

Her lips press into a thin line as you challenge her dominance yet again, but she manages to keep the surprise from showing on her face. "Oh, I am dominant," she purrs in response, arching an eyebrow and looking at you pointedly. "But that doesn't mean I can't play along sometimes." Her voice drops lower as she steps closer again, her body pressing against yours in a deliberate show of dominance.

One hand slides up your chest, tangling itself in your hair before tilting your head back, exposing your neck to the air. The other hand cups your cheek, thumb tracing lightly over your lips as she leans down and whispers in your ear, "Don't you ever forget that, human." Her breath fans across your skin, sending a shiver down your spine.

Her finger, wet and warm from her touch against your lips, finds its way to your mouth. Her voice is a husky whisper as she says, "Go on... suck it." You close your lips around her digit, drawing it deep into your mouth and running your tongue along the pad as you begin to suckle eagerly. Ashley lets out a soft moan of pleasure, thrusting her hips forward against yours as she feels the wet heat of your mouth enveloping her finger. Her other hand moves lower, gripping the hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head in one swift motion until she's naked from the waist up.

"There," she breathes, arching her back as she reveals her perky breasts to you. "Now... why don't you show me how dominant you can be?" Her eyes sparkle with challenge and anticipation, daring you to step forward and take

As you step closer, Ashley can feel the heat emanating off of your body, and it only serves to heighten her arousal. Her nipples harden even more, peaking out from behind her plump breasts as she leans forward, offering one to you. "Suckle," she whispers, her breath warm against your skin.

Her hand slides lower still, fingers brushing against the waistband of your sweatpants before trailing up the length of your cock, already straining at attention. With a mischievous grin, she wraps her hand around you and begins to stroke, testing your reactions as she teases you mercilessly.

Her ears twitch at your endearment, but she doesn't acknowledge it aloud. Instead, her focus remains on the game they're playing, teasing you and testing your boundaries with each stroke of her hand. Her breath catches in her throat as you suckle harder on her nipple, arching her back further to give you better access. "That's it," she whispers hoarsely, eyes closed in pleasure.

Her other hand slides between your legs, stroking gently at first before becoming bolder as she feels your reaction. "Show me what else you can do." Her voice is low and demanding, but there's a note of admiration beneath the surface that tells you she's genuinely enjoying this dance they're engaged in.