Rena suddenly felt the warmth of a stranger’s chest while she was sleeping face down over her futon. She turned her eyes around and saw a grey maned wolf rustling his torso against her rear, but she was even more surprised when she took notice of which wolf had decided to lean and rub his body against her.
“What the… SHIRO!?” Rena yelled.

Shiro Kurogane, one of the many justice warriors known across Japan for his beastly powers, smiled and moved his lips closer to the vixen priestess.

“Long time no see, Foxy Rena…” The wolf whispered close to her ear.

Rena trembled. She could feel the warmth coming from the male wolf’s body pressing against her butt and back. Shiro began to massage the strong back of Rena, making her more uncomfortable when at that same moment, she realized that the wolf, like her, hadn’t any clothes on. She knew what was going to happen, and yet she didn’t need her powers to foresee the result either.

Shiro then settled his body and made sure his crotch as aiming for the thighs of the vixen, crossing his male rod between her legs and reaching her most intimate spot as Rena moaned softly out of that sudden attack. However, this was far more usual for Rena. Soon, she felt how the wolf plunged his hips inside her body, merging them together into the crazy ramblings of mating. Both their bodies began to sweat together, with Shiro thrusting deep and relentless into her, and Rena staying there still, having the sole thing to scream in sweet pleasure while the wolf fulfilled his role as the male he was.

“It has been a while, Rena. Sorry for making you wait…” Shiro explained.
“You haven’t changed…” Rena replied.
“I had saved myself until we met again, Rena-chan.”
Rena gasped “What!? Oh, no… then you know…”
“You were in heat?” Shiro chuckled and approached his lips to Rena’s ears “Of course I did.”

Indeed, it had been months since their last encounter. Both had fought as heroes of justice, fighting evil in its many possible ways, facing the dangerous monsters and threats to humanity, in order to defend the world and keeping it peacefully. But as both were half animals, their instincts had also become a priority. More so, Rena’s nature as a Japanese fox had turned her into a being desperate for a partner to mate with, and yet, she had the reputation for becoming a good laid among many of her male partners in the same role as warriors and defenders of justice.

“How does it feel, huh?” Shiro grunted clenching his teeth.

Rena could do nothing but moan in a sweet manner with each given bump into her body.

“I know you got laid by many villains, but I shall get you clean now…” Shiro said, then pushing his hips harder on each thrust into Rena’s crotch.

For those who knew, Shiro, like many other beast males who knew Rena, was almost obsessed to the shapes of the orange and cream furred priestess vixen. Rena’s outfit, showing her tight, well trained abs, as well as the silky white top covering her big breasts, were more than a tease for the ninja wolf. Her sweet voice and nice rump didn’t help him to feel at ease either, as such things seemed as the sweetest of sugars. In Japan, foxes were known as mischievous beings able to bring curses, but for Rena, her own beauty had become a curse on its own.

“Yes! This feels good!” Rena said, making her moans repeat faster and louder.
“Give me all you got, naughty wolf!” Rena said again, feeling her heartbeat pounding for the frenzy rush that she was forced to handle. At least she was beginning to get the handle for it.

Rena then realized she was doing fine. Shiro was nothing compared to the minions of evil she had faced in the past. She even had the bad luck to become attracted to many of those bad guys, and get laid with them. Suffering that same experience with Shiro, however, seemed fine for her. After all, he was a male, an attractive wolf known for his skills to delve in the shadows and strike without being noticed. Her ears couldn’t even hear the thuds coming from Shiro’s own voice, yet her body was bursting with pleasure with each thrust given at that same time.

“Keep going!” said Rena, completely drown in pleasure, almost like a slave to her own whim.

Rena’s face was so red and loose, she looked after having some beers or fine sake shots, but at least she knew she wasn’t going to be hung over after that party her body was going through. She groped the cushion tighter and tighter as Shiro’s hips moved faster and harder, so the wolf could reach the deepest ends. Rena could feel her own mind being cracked like a fine shell, with her body being struck by that ramming cock, and yet she could keep a string of consciousness while being battered in such ways.

“Breed me! I want this! This cock… is breaking me! It’s splitting me apart!”
Those words came from Rena herself

And then, her pleasure and ecstasy had reached its peak…