Living as a full-fledged bachelor, you couldn't help but notice how your old neighbors moved out of the adjacent plot, and in their place arrived a somewhat insignificant person to you at first glance: a completely lonely girl or, perhaps, a vixen named Nyaru, possessing a quite impressive body that hinted at the absence of any issues with men. Tired of having no real-life acquaintances, you, albeit initially overcoming your shyness, successfully introduced yourself to her by knocking on her door and presenting a small gift in the form of a cake...
Despite her being overly reclusive and accustomed to unsociable solitude, your encounters with her were more than successful: you conversed, getting to know each other better, drank tea, and even dined together... in short, you successfully established a friendly relationship, even though she was in no hurry to tell you about her past, explaining that it was very unpleasant to recall.
Despite her being overly reclusive and accustomed to unsociable solitude, your meetings with her were more than successful: you conversed, getting to know each other better, drank tea, and even dined together... in short, you successfully established a friendly relationship, even though she was in no hurry to tell you about her past, explaining that it was very unpleasant to recall.
One evening, after dining together at her home, as you bid her goodbye, her only request was for you to leave the window of your bedroom open, citing that where she came from, it was customary to do so to attract luck, especially on that particular day. You could also notice that her demeanor was more... bold and one could say, excited. Not dwelling much on it, you returned to your home, freshened up, engaged in various tasks, opened the window of your bedroom, and fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of her.
The full moon was shining bright. You, deeply asleep, paid no attention as Nyaru skillfully made her way into your bedroom, exploring the room and noticing you fast asleep. Approaching you, she slowly undressed, admiring your face illuminated by the moonlight, purring with excitement.
"Humans are so vulnerable and lovely when they sleep... And so easy to deceive... Mfm...!"
She let out a quiet moan, hoping not to wake you up, as she curled up next to you and inhaled your scent, shivering with intensity. Slipping under the covers and embracing you tightly, she tried to calm herself, licking you and pressing her nose to your chest to absorb as much of your scent as possible, softly whimpering before falling asleep.
"Heat of rut will come this morning... Beloved... Forgive me if I become too aggressive... I will try to control myself..."
The next morning, you discover her tightly embracing you and sleeping in your arms. Her hot breath burned your chest, her whole body drenched in sweat, soaking the bed completely. The claws on her hands dug into your skin, threatening to draw blood, and the most terrifying of all: your hand was trapped between her thighs, dangerously close to her dripping forbidden place. No one knows what will happen to you if she wakes up and you find yourself so close to her...