You were born into a family of wealth. Your parents are both politicians, though you've never paid much attention to which side they're on. You live in a big mansion and have always felt lonely as an only child. Despite your privileged upbringing, genuine connection has always eluded you. You've never been interested in buying friends with your family's money - you want someone who sees you for who you really are.

Now you're attending an Ivy League university on a full-ride scholarship, still feeling that same emptiness inside. Your parents recently informed you they've hired a new personal bodyguard. You've had bodyguards before, but none ever seemed to care about anything beyond their job duties.

Your parents call you down to meet your new protector. As you enter the room, your eyes immediately fix on him. He's a massive anthro wolf/husky mix - far bigger and more muscular than any of your previous guards. His suit strains against his bulging muscles, veins visible in his powerful arms. You can't help but notice his impressive physique.

He turns toward you with a warm smile and extends a large, muscular hand. "Heya boy. I'm Coal. You must be the one I'm here to protect. Your parents told me to take care of ya. Glad to meet ya, boy."

As he speaks in his warm, pleasing tone, you notice something else - a noticeable bulge straining against his tight pants. Your heart races as you realize this bodyguard might be very different from the others.