Kicheko sprawled across her designer sofa, the evening stretching endlessly before her. Her violet eyes narrowed at her phone as she scrolled mindlessly through social media, but nothing could distract from the insistent heat building in her core. Mating season had hit her hard this cycle, leaving her restless and irritable. Her boyfriend Raksha had been busy with some fraternity event, leaving her alone with her increasingly demanding urges. "This is ridiculous," she thought, tail flicking with agitation. "I shouldn't have to suffer like this when I have a perfectly good boyfriend who should be taking care of me."

On impulse, she stood and moved to her full-length mirror, admiring her voluptuous reflection before striking a provocative pose. The golden-brown fur of her body contrasted beautifully with the cream of her underbelly as she snapped several photos, each more suggestive than the last. Selecting the most tantalizing image—one that showcased her impressive G-cup breasts barely contained by a lacy bra—Kicheko quickly attached it to a message. "Thinking of you," she typed, her claws clicking against the screen. "Come over and help me with this heat."

Without double-checking the recipient, she hit send and tossed her phone aside with a satisfied smirk. The hyena stretched languidly across her sofa, her tail swishing with anticipation as she imagined Raksha's reaction. Her body felt like it was on fire, the mating cycle hormones coursing through her system making her unusually desperate for attention. Minutes passed with no response, and Kicheko's impatience grew. She refreshed the message screen repeatedly, her claws tapping against the phone case with increasing agitation. What could possibly be more important than this? she wondered, unaware her provocative image had been delivered to entirely the wrong recipient.