Kit Star was sitting at he kitchen table with her son and his friend. The friend was here visiting and she was doing everything she could to ignore him. Right now, she was looking at her phone, making sure she looked sexy as hell in the nude pic she was about to send to her husband. The yellow fox on her phone was on her back in bed, legs spread wide as she stroked her moist snatch. She was a romantic, so she also put on his shirt, even though it was lifted over her breasts so he could still see the huge rack that had made her so popular among the boys in her high school days.

“Mrs. Shtah, yuu look way hawt in that” The blue wolf at the table told her through a mouthful of pancake. For a second, she feared he’d somehow seen her phone, but as she glanced up at him, she realized he was talking about her outfit at the table. He swallowed down his mass of pancakes with an obscene gulp and smiled at the small blouse she was wearing. He looked her up and down, admiring her flowery yellow fur and the cool red markings that run through it, making her look like she was a glowing fire when the rising sun hit her fur.“How do you keep your fur and hair so shiny?” she was thankful this wasn’t one of his more “excited” moods. 

“I just take good care of myself, Metal.” She said, ignoring the first comment and hitting the send button on her phone. She hoped he was quick to respond, because the 32 year old vixen needed all the attention she could get from her husband while Metal was in the house.

Unfortunately for her, hubby was either busy or unimpressed, and Metal was always in an “excited” mood around her. “Maybe I could take care of you sometime!” he said shamelessly, even sitting next to the son of the woman he was hitting on. “Get some blue fur in all of that red and yellow?”
“Danny!” she said quickly, trying to get her son out of there. “Can you and Metal get your bags ready?”

At first, Metal had only been so daring with her when they were alone. But as months went by and Metal realized more and more that Kit Star was just too embarrassed by his flirting to stand up to it, he had gotten much more daring. It was all she could do to at least keep her son out of the room.

Danny got up and did as he was told, ever her goody boy. But Metal stayed in his seat. “Danny can pack my things too” He explained nonchalantly.

“Metal, you can’t talk to me like - like that in front of my son.” She was going to just say that he couldn’t to her like that /period/ but he had never stopped yet, so she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of an easy rule to break.

“Is that why you told him to leave?” he winked at her. “So we could be alone and I could talk real dirty to you?” Instead of answering, Kit just got up to leave.

“I know you like it.” he said, stopping her in her tracks. She tried to think of something to say to correct him, but her mouth was dry and her heart was beating wildly. “I can tell you like it, cuz you never really try to stop me. Not even when I ask you if your foxhole could handle some fresh wolf cock.” she still didn’t leave. She was trapped in place by some terrible force, forced to listen to a horny little twelve year old spout absurd, crude, nasty, arousing, erotic…
“See? Your tail is twitching…I bet your pussy’s twitching too-”
“Metal!” she finally snapped. “Do-do you want to keep being friends w-with my son?” her voice broke so many times through that and she cursed herself, furious at herself for seeming so weak in front of him, and disgusted by how much she liked the feeling.

Metal didn’t say anything. He didn’t really need to cuz she had stood through this little show for too long, too many times. She didn’t know when he got in her head, but after months of his advances, some part of his approach had sunk it’s hooks into her. She couldn’t tell him not to see her son anymore. She couldn’t get him to do anything. But at some point, he had started telling her what she could do.

“Fine, you can go” Metal said mercifully. She wanted to tell him she didn’t need his permission. But instead, she walked out of the room as soon as he allowed her, face red and mound soaked. 
Kit waited in the car while waiting for the kids to bring their pool stuff out, doing her best to ignore the painful way her heart was twisting and roiling in her chest. She was dazed, humiliated, and ashamed that she had let that little dog get away with so much. Even worse, she was turned on like she’d never been before.

“He’s a sick little pervert” she thought to herself, trying to make herself hate him.
“Oh fuck it’s hot how he takes charge” she felt, more than thought. Cuz she was in no way ready to admit that to herself yet.
“He could make me do anything”
“I’m so horny for him it wouldn’t take much”
“I would have sucked him off right there”
“I wish he’d told me to…”
Her breathing was starting to become stressed as she looked out into the street, seeing nothing as she tried and failed to control the awful storm that was ravaging her mind. 

Her phone ringed and snapped her out of it. As she opened it up, she finally saw her husbands response. “Nice” was all it said. Her first thought was that he was pathetic. Her second thought, which she tried her best not to allow to surface, was that Metal would have had much more to say. Kit tried to remind herself that she loved her husband very much, then shut the phone and gave an exasperated sigh, and tried to collect herself for whatever came next.

Once the boys were buckled in in the backseat, they began the drive to the public pool. Even though it was the middle of summer, it still wasn’t very busy. Kit didn’t know why that would be, but it was nice to have the large place all to themselves.

Metal and Danny were quick to jump into the water and Kit laid down on her towel, allowing the sun to warm her back as she watched the two boys splash in the water. They weren’t alone though. Metal had invited other kids to come along, and Kit was surprised to see that they all got along pretty well with her son. He wasn’t exactly the center of their attention, but he was smiling and included in their fun. 

It was probably stuff like this that forced her to tolerate Metal, she thought to herself. Danny was such a sweet boy that he had trouble finding kids his own age that didn’t tease or pick on him. Metal was a nasty little kid, but he was always nice to her son, and she made sure to talk to Danny about the wolf’s behavior to make sure he didn’t pick up any bad habits.

She kept herself occupied with these thoughts for a long time, telling herself that it was parental issues that made her tolerate his awful behavior. But then he walked out of the pool and she saw the way his crotch absolutely BULGED in his swim trunks. The soaked fabric of his trunks clung to his frame and gave her an unbearably fine outline of a tool that was much too large for a boy of his age. 
The first thought that struck her was that he was bigger than her husband. And she continued to stare, hypnotized by how much his cock protruded against his thigh, revealing a thickness she hadn’t seen before, and she licked her lips absentmindedly as she looked along it’s length, unable to say for sure how long it might be, but feeling that it at least rivaled her husband’s, the only other cock she’d ever wanted to undress.

But as much as she enjoyed staring, she realized he was standing completely still. He was facing her, his legs spread in the perfect way to allow her to savor the eye candy, and as she looked up to meet his gaze, she realized it was on purpose. He’d caught her staring at his cock and had decided to strike a pose for her! How long had she been staring at him? She tried to shut her mouth, realizing it was slightly agape. She turned her face in an attempt to avoid his gaze, but ended up looking at the group of kids in the pool, who were all looking at her with knowing smirks.

She jumped up and ran to the bathroom. It was the only thing she could think to do. The little mutt had caught her eye-fucking him. His friends had all watched her looking at his cock. They knew. Even Danny Knew. Her mind was a jumble and as she splashed water on her face in front of the sink, she tried to slow her breathing and figure something out. No matter how much she tried though, she couldn’t convince herself that it wasn’t as bad as It seemed.

And then it got worse. 
“You didn’t have to stop..” Came his cocky little voice from behind her. She couldn’t see him in the window’s reflection, so the little runt must have been standing well behind her. She didn’t try to respond. She didn’t know what she could even try to say at this point.
“I know I’m pretty big, but it’s always nice to see others appreciating me! You didn’t have to get embarrassed though, It’s natural to not wanna look away.”
She didn’t want to have to listen to anymore of this. Especially because the more he talked, the more and more she could feel some sick thing inside of her starting to like it.

She turned around, ready to put him in his place, but just silently dropped her jaw. Metal was standing right behind her, his shorts down around his thighs and the massive tool she’d been drooling over was out and free. His expression was as smug as she had ever seen it, if not a little flushed from the thrill of his little stunt.. His cock was in his hand, throbbing angrily as he stroked it up and down, seeming as if it was still growing even as she watched. And with it, there grew an awful, dirty musk that finally reached her nose and washed over her, the strong odor making her feel like she was sinking in disgusting bile.

She should have left, or threatened him, or hit him. She could tell from the look on his face that he would have enjoyed that. Instead, she just stood in place, after shutting her mouth and taking a gulp, staring at the boy’s cock like a deer looking into a pair of headlights.
“Do you want my dick?” Metal asked. He wasn’t prodding her like he usually was. It was an honest question. And he didn’t miss it when she mouthed the word “yes”.
Even though she tried to cast her eyes to the floor, she couldn’t tear them away from his meat. So she stepped back, as if trying to put distance between them. But he didn’t mind. He was looking her up and down as he jacked off. He would have liked for her to answer properly, but she wasn’t running out the door, so it was fine.

Kit squirmed in place, tears starting to fall down her face as she shut down mentally. If it had been anyone else, she would have been out of there in an instant. But Metal had spend months grooming her in his own special way, teaching her to let him have his way, training her to obey his wants first, and her own never. This training clashed with every sense of decency she had, and if the room wasn’t drowning in the boy’s heavy musk, she might have had a chance. Instead, she retreated to her happy place, holding completely still for the little wolf. Unfortunately for her, she was sucking him off in her happy place.

“Take your clothes off.” He ordered her.
She didn’t reply. But she didn’t obey him either. Just like that morning, she was trapped in place, unable to break free from the wolf’s hold over her, bound to him by her own cravings. In the freedom of her imagination though, she was stripped naked and on her knees, smiling up at him as she pressed her boobs together for his amusement. The image burned her up, and moistened her snatch. The wolf sniffed the air, catching the scent of her arousal and he smiled wickedly at her, practically hearing her say the words ‘whatever you want daddy’.

Kit was crying as he kept jacking off in the bathroom, looking her up and down as he brought himself to finish. But she was also fighting back the urge to strip off her clothes and join him. The young wolf could see her distress, and it made him feel like a man for being able to do this to her with just his cock. She stayed in place, unable to properly defy his will, until thick ropes of wolf cum sprayed at her feet.

Metal was panting hard as he pulled his pants up and told her. “You can leave now, slut.” 
Sheepishly, and without protest, Kit Star walked past him, accepting his permission and leaving him to bask in his conquest. She felt sickened and humiliated. And they both knew damn well that she liked it