Dustin left her room to look around the house more. Most of it was the same. A few wooden beams were placed hear and there, and there were more holes in the walls. And everything was noticeably dirtier, it seamed that Cindi wasn’t much of a house keeper while you were asleep. You didn’t blame her. Taking care of this manny wolf kids would be taxing on anyone. You make your way down the stairs, you still weren’t use to walking on paws, but you didn’t trip and called that a victory.
The bottom floor was worse than the top. The house looked abandoned, but life clearly thrives here at all hours. There were crayon drawings of you, Cindi and, Ty standing with “mom”, “mom”, and “dad” written respectively. As well as drawings of Ty with a heart around him. And one of you will an extended belly and angel wings.
You went into the kitchen and saw a large wooden table that extend out a hole in the wall to the back yard. You could imagine your wolf children all sitting around the table every night and you were filled with a sense of both pride and arousal that made your tail wag involuntarily.
You turned away and saw a mountain of dirty dishes, but besides that you saw a gorgeous pink apron with frilled edges and darker pink flowers at the bottom corner. You gulp and reach your paw out to tough it. It was soft, clean and practically sitting their begging you to put it on. Were you really going to do this? Give into a secret desire you’ve had all your life? Becoming a mom to a large family?
Yes.
You take the apron down from the peg and drape it over your anthro dog body. The neck strap got stuck on your ears but you get it down. You tie the hip straps above your still wagging tail and let out a sigh blushing, as it tightened around your D cup furry breasts.
You let out an uncontrolled squee of delight dancing on your paws. The apron perfectly commented your naked furry dog body. The way it clung to your curves and only covered your front in just the right way made you so happy you started panting uncontrollably.
This was who you were now, and you were going to enjoy it. You feel an aching absence between your legs, and let out an in human howl. The need could only be filled by a cock. Not your own, someone else’s. Someone you knew. But they were here right now. Your clutch your hands between your legs. Pressing the soft pink fabric to your warm cunt, soaking the fabric in your sex fluids. You bit your lower lip and groaned. You needed something to fill the void. To satisfy your hunger for a man in your life. Your eyes dart over the pile of dishes and you spot a wooden spoon with a thick wooden handle. You grab it but drop it onto the floor because of your paw hands. Groaning and rubbing one paw between your thighs you bend down exposing your furry ass to anyone in the kitchen area. You didn’t care.
You NEEDED this.
Your tong was lapping as you brought the spoon up in your paw. You were still pleasuring your self with your paw. But soon the spoon handle would relieve you.
You lifted up the pink apron. It was once clean, now there was a sticky wet stain on the front. It didn’t matter any more. All that mattered was satisfying this NEED.
And nothing was going to stop yo—
“AHEM”
You freeze, the spoon millimeters from your lower lips and freeze turning in the direction of the voice.
You let go of the spoon in shock as you see...