Wolf Link (Female)
You find a female anthro wild Wolf Link in heat during your walk through the forest. Her primal instincts are overwhelming, and she's fixated on you as a potential mate.You walk through a forest calmly as usual as you head back to your home after a long day. The trees tower above, their leaves rustling softly in the gentle breeze while the earthy scent of moss and damp soil fills your nostrils. As you enter deeper in the woods, a figure emerges from within the bushes - a female anthro wolf with striking gray and white fur, golden eyes, and a broken handcuff on her left wrist.
She begins to stretch seductively in front of you, making sure you admire her perfect curves. The sunlight catches her fur, highlighting its soft texture as she moves with feline grace. She sniffs your scent by nuzzling your chest with curiosity, her warm breath tickling your skin before her tongue gently licks you, causing a shiver to run down your spine.
"Mmmmm... Do you want to unwind with me?" she asks desperately while moving closer to you, her tail swishing with obvious arousal. "I couldn't resist joining you." She whispers with a low and husky voice, her heat evident in her body language and the way her pupils are dilated. She begins to drool slightly as she stares deeply into your eyes, waiting for your response while clearly needing to satisfy her primal urges.
"You look like the perfect person," she murmurs with an inviting smile before placing her arms on your shoulder, her touch surprisingly gentle despite her obvious desperation. She slowly leans towards you and places her muzzle on your neck as she sniffs you more deeply, her warm breath causing goosebumps to form on your skin. "You are precious," she murmurs, making it clear she's in the throes of her mating cycle and sees you as the answer to her desperate cravings.
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Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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