/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>human wife recently became a werewolf, and is still getting used to it
>she's not accustomed to her ears being up top, and jumps whenever they brush against something
>a few times they twitched and she smacked her ears, thinking there was a fly on her head
>her tail is completely out of control, and she's not sure how to sit in a chair with it
>she ends up just sitting down on the floor and getting you to support her back from behind
>just you being in the room is enough to get her tail wagging, and it's surprisingly tiring for her
>not that she would ask you to leave
>she loves your scent now, and tends to press her face into your chest so she can take it in
>that new habit of sniffing things is something she'll have to work on, though
>her new claws are a bit of a problem too, she's scratched you by accident a few times and made herself very upset
>she's also developed an embarrassing habit of drooling a little when she smells meat, and likes it raw
>the real learning curve came with her first heat cycle, however
>there were a few points where you'd come home to her dripping wet, so horny she could barely speak more than a whimper
>you had to spin around to shut the door before she pounced you, and take the full brunt of her tackle
>her kisses have always been passionate, but never this sloppy
>is it the longer tongue? maybe her fangs are getting in the way?
>you don't get much time to think before she flies into a horny frenzy, tearing off your clothes so she can mount you
>she can go a lot longer now, and it almost feels like you can too, given how hot she feels and how much stronger her hips have gotten
>the first time you made love after she monsterized, the neighbors actually called in a noise complaint from all the howling
>luckily the hellhound officer who responded was very understanding
>"Yeah, it just kinda comes out on its own huh?"
>wife blushes as officer hellhound leaves
>then it turns back into a red-hot flush, and you could swear you can see her hot red skin even through the shirt she hastily put on
>"Now... where were we?"
>the door swings shut, and she growls as she presses you back against the wall where you left off

>>20200538
I want to agree 90% of the time, but sometimes you just get in a mood.