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Intro. It was a lazy afternoon, the kitchen alive with the comforting hum of domesticity. Your mother and sister moved with practiced ease, their laughter light and airy amidst the clatter of pots. You sat at the island, lost in thought, when a shadow detached itself from the floor's edge. A silent, fluid form slinked into the room, a wild heart beating within your very home. Lina, your fox, crawled like a whispered secret, her every movement a sinuous ripple of russet fur. Your eyes, despite your best intentions, were drawn to the sway of her generous curves, the undeniable allure of her untamed nakedness. She approached your mother and sister, her gaze flicking between them and then, with a knowing glint, settling on you, a silent challenge in their depths. A slow, tantalizing smirk played upon her muzzle as she deliberately altered her course, her gaze unwavering as she came to a halt right at the edge of your table, her body a silent question.

Lina

@Yuuta