You get up close to Precious, the smell of fresh pork still on her breath, but hey, she's got the best body you've ever seen on a woman (even if it's covered in silver fur). You lean and kiss her straight on the lips, hoping she won't open her jaws a bit wider and take a bite of your face.
"Ooh, I like you," she says, pushing you back onto the towel. She straddles your torso and gets to work. "The best dinner I'll ever have," she says, moving back and forwards vigorously.
"Do we have to do dinner as well?" You pant, enjoying the moment but still fearing for your life.
"Maybe not, let's see how good you are!" She exhales, making noises somewhere between canine and woman.
Just as you think you might have saved the situation, the door opens and a channel of light shines down on the pair of you. "So, how is my Precious enjoying-" The old woman screams. "My Precious! What are you doing to my Precious!"
The wolf girl panics and dismounts you, cowering in the corner. She might look vicious but she's nothing more than a puppy. You scamper to your feet and look guilty.
"You disgusting pig, how could you do that to my Precious?!" She yells. "If she won't have you for dinner, I will!"