I'm going to skip a few cases.

Honestly, after the bunny I sort of fell into a routine. Most of the cubs I saw after the first two fell somewhere between them. I met a few who were half-asleep like the tiger cub and reacted very little to my presence, and a few who were more alert like the bunny. I became very good at calmly talking the alert ones through the process and pushing them down and fucking them anyway if they still weren't interested.

I felt myself becoming more numb to the whole thing. I no longer felt bad that I wasn't able to get to know the cubs. Instead I learned to prioritize getting them to orgasm and bathing my snout in their pheremone-rich vaginal lube. That tended to help instinct take over and things would blur nicely until it was all over.

Back in my apartment I got them to give me a game console and some books to pass the time in between patients. I wasn't allowed on the internet, of course, but otherwise they would listen to my requests as long as they weren't too expensive.

They came up with a cover story for me to feed my parents, something about me joining a group of foreign volunteers and falling for a girl I met while building schools for orphans or whatever. I would write letters now and then, and apparently the intelligence goons doctored up some photos to make things more believable. Guess it was better than my family knowing I was a cub lover being kept alive to fuck cubs for the government.

Honestly, I was getting pretty negative about everything. Ennui was setting in. The thrill of partaking in the forbidden fruit of cub sex was fading as it became routine and I had to deal with cubs that I wouldn't have fucked even if it was legal. I got tired of explaining myself and tired of fighting against their protests and struggles.

In the middle of this funk, something different happened. On the way to my next patient, one of the doctors riding in the van with the government goons and I handed me a large tube of high-quality lube.

"What's this for?" I asked.

"This is a special case," the doctor replied, and refused to answer any more questions.

Mystified, I put the tube in my pocket.

When I got to the house and entered the cub's room I could tell that something was off. Sure, there was a cub there, same as every other time. She was a wolf cub with light blue-ish fur and a particularly bushy tail. Her eyes were big and alert, so already I was telling myself I'd need to talk her into it.

But my brain was telling me something was wrong. The heat scent in the air was barely detectable. There wasn't even enough of it to make my dick hard.

And there was something in the little wolf's yellow eyes. Something sad.

"Are you here to help me with my heat?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said, then threw out the script I usually used to talk to these cubs. "Are... are you in heat?"

She nodded.

"The doctors checked. I've got all the hormones (she said this word awkwardly, it probably wasn't in her normal vocabulary) and I feel like I want to mate," she said, then shook her head a few times. "I mean, I feel like I NEED to mate."

Well, that sounded like heat. So why did things feel so weird? I remembered my talk with the doc about the 'heat spectrum' concept. Maybe this girl had one of the lightest cases of heat I'd ever see.

"Okay, well, uh, pull off your pants and I can get started helping you out," I said.

She put her fingers under the hem of her light green pajama bottoms, then paused. The sadness in her big eyes got more pronounced as she looked up at me.

"Do I have to?" she asked.

There it was. Cubs always hesitate and drag things out. But I couldn't get frustrated. There was something about the slight whine to her voice and the look in her eyes that softened my heart.

"I'm afraid you do, cub," I said, gently. "It's the only way to make you better."

She sighed, nodded, and slowly slid her pajama bottoms down to her ankles. Underneath she was wearing a pair of white hip-hugger panties with pink clouds on them.

There was a bulge in the front of her panties.

My suspicions were confirmed when she hesitantly slid off her underwear, revealing her tiny pair of balls with the tip of a little red penis sticking out above them.

Um.

Suddenly my brain clicked and I realized I had seen several objects around her room in trans colors, as well as some stickers and stuff proclaiming trans pride.

This little wolf was a trans girl. In heat. Somehow.

She looked up at me, ears and tail drooping in sorrow as she saw my surprised reaction to her revelation. She had known this was how I would react.

"I really am in heat," she said. Sadly, defensively. "The doctors said so."

"Okay," I said, trying to gather my thoughts and clear the look of surprise from my face to keep from hurting her any more. "Are you, uh, taking any medicine?" I hoped she knew what I meant.

She did. She nodded. "Puberty blockers, yes. The doctors said usually they wouldn't start me on them so young, but cubs are going into puberty faster now so they decided to start me."

"But the medicine just blocked your boy hormones..." I guessed, and she nodded again.

"My girl hormones put me in heat like some of the other girls in my class," she said. "So I feel like I want to mate but... but I don't have the right parts..."

She sounded utterly crushed, and looked away from her own body.

My heart broke for the little girl.

"Actually, not all girls in heat mate through the, uh, front," I said. "I mated with a rabbit a while ago and all she wanted to do was drink my seed. And there was another girl who fought like wild if I tried to go in her front, so instead I went in through the, uh, the back. And that worked just fine. What the doctors told me is heat is different for every girl, so if it doesn't work one way for you there are others."

This was apparently enough to break through her funk. She looked up, eyes regaining some shine, tail wagging once or twice hopefully.

"Really?" she asked.

"Really. For a cub, heat isn't about making a proper litter or anything. All your body really wants is for a male to stick their penis inside you and put some seed in there, and it changes from cub to cub how exactly that happens."

She was blushing to her eartips from the sex talk, but her tail was wagging with more vigor.

"So, we can mate?" she asked, excited.

I was honestly caught a little off guard by her eagerness, but I was also getting caught up in her enthusiasm.

"Uh, sure, absolutely. We've got two places to try, which would you like first?" I asked.

"Up here," she said, pointing to her muzzle. "I wouldn't want to do that AFTER you put it... down there." Her tail curled in embarrassment.

My penis was quite hard by that point, not from the heat pheremones like normal, but from the thought of this gentle, joyful little wolf pup administering to it. She gave a shocked and delighted gasp when I unleashed it.

"Wow, it's so big!" she exclaimed.

When I brought it close to her face she inhaled deeply, like she was sniffing a flower.

"It smells good too," she said. Then she looked up at me, big eyes curious and excited. "What do I do?"

I showed her how to wrap her paws around my shaft so that her plushy finger beans would massage me as she gently pumped up and down. Then I placed my paw gently behind her head and brought her muzzle closer until she stuck her tongue out to lap at my tip.

Like most of her species or their relatives she was extremely skilled with her tongue. Once she had gotten used to the taste of my cock she happily applied herself to the task of pleasuring me. Her long tongue would dart out, wrapping around the tip and part of my shaft and carressing it wetly as it withdrew.

It was oral sex as I had never experienced it with the other cubs in heat. There was no desperate hunger driving her to pump thirstily at my cock. Instead her touches were gentle and she kept looking up at me, watching my face to see from my reaction whether she was doing it right.

If she wasn't a complete stranger I had met less than ten minutes before I would almost say she was doing it lovingly, as though she actually cared for how I felt. Maybe she was. Maybe she did.

With her slower pace it took me longer to climax, which wasn't a problem at all. I loved the teasing of her tongue as it curled around me, and the shy touch of her finger beans.

I even had time to warn her when the pressure did start to build.

"I'm going to cum," I said, then amended it to "I'm going to squirt out my seed," in case she didn't know what 'cum' meant.

She looked both surprised and delighted. "Really? What should I do?"

"Well, some girls like to drink it, they like the taste or the smell. So maybe try a bit and for the rest just do whatever. We'll clean up after we're done. Just put the whole tip in your mouth and suck on it for a bit while you pull a little bit harder and faster with your paws."

She did as I instructed and her slightly more insistent movements soon pulled the orgasm out of me. I groaned and arched my back, pressing my cock into her little mouth and pumping my thick, milky seed out onto her tongue.

After a few spurts in her mouth she pulled me out and pointed my dick so that the remainder would splatter on her cheek and her pajama top.

"How did that taste?" I asked, as she swallowed, then looked down at herself to check where all she'd been splattered.

"Um, it was weird," she said, honestly, distractedly. "It smells really good though, and it was fun watching you feel good when I touched you and licked you."

When in heat there is very little consideration for the feelings of the male partner, so it was strangely heartwarming to have her talking positively about making me feel good. As she smeared some cum off her cheek and onto her paw, sniffing it intently, I asked her "Want to drink some more?"

"Um, no, thank you," she said, blushing and curling her tail. "But I like how it smells and feels on my fur. Is there a way to put some more on me?"

Uh. That stumped me for a second. But then I thought about how cute it was when cubs curled on their backs and I got a good look at their plushy little toe beans.

"I could rub it against your feet," I said.

"My feet?" Again that surprised, delighted voice. She sounded like she was having fun. Amazingly.

"Yeah, your toe beans are super soft and it feels pretty good to rub against them," I said, jacking my dick a few times to get it hard again.

She giggled and laid back on her bed, curling her back end up so she could present me with her feet.

"Like this?"

"Just like that," I said.

I didn't know if she would have the foot coordination to actually give me a foot job, so instead I held her footpaws in my paws and pointed them together, sliding my dick between them.

"Pull your shirt up," I said, as I started to pump my hips to slide my shaft back and forth through her paws. I was using some cum for lube to make sure I didn't chafe either her or me.

She obeyed, reaching down and tugging up her pajama top until her whole flat chest was visible.

Our eyes met and she smiled up at me with genuine enjoyment as my thrusting became more insistent.

Her toe beans weren't quite as soft as her finger beans, but the added furry surface area of her feet made it a completely different experience than her hand job. It was like fucking a warm, furry tunnel with just the perfect plushy pads on either side to stroke my shaft just right.

My hips jerked and I pressed her feet in tight as I came, my seed leaping out to spatter onto her chest and tummy. She giggled in delight and used her paws to smear each spurt around to cover more area.

"Perfect," she said. "It feels really good."

I had to catch my breath. Without the heavy heat pheremone to push my body and my libido, I was relying mostly on my normal stamina. Luckily I had done so many heat fucks lately my body could put up with a lot of sex, even minus the heat drive.

"You ready to try.. down there?" I asked, once I was ready.

Again her tail curled shyly but she nodded silently, an embarrassed grin on her face.

Sitting on the bed, I drew her over to me. I was enjoying her company so much that I knew I wanted to hug her while I fucked her. I had her shift over so I could get at her little butthole with a finger covered in lube. She gasped and laughed when I slid my finger in and got her nice and slick.

"It's cold~," she complained, through giggles.

"It's gonna be nice and warm in a sec," I said. Then I picked her up, hugging her from behind, held her for a moment, enjoying her warmth and weight and the feeling of her little chest expanding with each breath. Finally, I slowly slid her down so that my rock hard erection slid right up her ass.

She yelped.

"Sorry, did that hurt?" I asked, stopping. I was genuinely concerned. The last thing I wanted to do was harm this bright little wolf cub.

But, to my relief, she shook her head.

"No, it just surprised me a lot," she said. "I didn't know how it was gonna feel. It feels so good!"

I had heard that the prostate of the male body is extremely sensitive, especially when the owner of that body is aroused. Apparently this was especially true in this cub's case. When I drew myself out and pounded my cock home again I heard her draw in a gasp of pure pleasure.

She was enjoying anal sex. Quite a bit.

Her sweet little gasps followed the rhythm of my pounding as I hugged her tight and slid her up and down on my shaft. One of my paws strayed down to touch her between the legs. I didn't think of what I felt as a penis. Instead I imagined it as a clitoris, swollen with arousal. I treated it like I would a clit, seeking the most sensitive spots that made the cub's body squirm or tremble when I stroked and teased it.

Apparently my dick pounding her prostate and my fingers massaging her clit overwhelmed her, as she came quite quickly. I felt her shudder, waves of pleasure dancing through her body as something warm spurted all over my paw.

Cumming had sapped some of her sunny energy, and she watched with hooded eyes as I brought my paw, covered in a slippery, mostly clear liquid up to my mouth and licked it clean. It tasted tangy and somewhat salty, and had the heat pheremones I had been starved of since I got there.

I buried my muzzle in her pale blue fur, filling my lungs with her scent and the scent of her sweat. There was more heat pheremone mixed in with her sweat and it pushed me over the edge. I pounded her hard, driven by her sexual moans, driven by the firm pressure of her slippery ass trying to force my dick out, driven by the feeling of her little tail wagging tiredly in pure happiness at being connected with me.

I came hard, using all of my strength to push her down onto my dick so I could explode deep inside of her. My paw, still teasing her penis-clit, was again washed with spurts of her sexual juice as we both orgasmed together. Apparently the feeling of my warm seed flooding inside her had pushed her over a second time and I held her tight as both our bodies twitched and jerked in shared ecstasy.

I took my time pulling out, enjoying the strange sensation of being pushed out by her anus. After my dick came free it was followed by quite a flow of cum, pouring out of her tiny puckered hole that was trying to close up again after being spread by my cock.

She was panting, I was panting. She collapsed onto her side, then rolled onto her back to look up at me. She smiled, and her tail wagged a little.

"Was that good?" I asked.

"That was amazing. It felt so good," she said, her voice tired but pleased.

"Give me a second to recover and we can go again," I said.

However, she curled her tail up so it covered her ass and penis and averted her eyes shyly.

"Um, it felt really good but... My butt actually kinda hurts, too," she said.

"Oh, sorry."

"No no no it felt really good! Really! I just don't think I can do it again," she said. "And... I don't think we need to, either. My body feels really good. Like there used to be a hole where I needed something, but now it's filled."

She started wagging her tail again, and the smile on her lips was one of tired satisfaction.

"Are you sure?" I asked, a little sad that I wouldn't get to hear her sweet little voice moaning or listen to her panting in pleasure anymore.

"Yeah, but thank you so much," she said. "You don't know how much this meant to me. You made my body feel good... you made me feel RIGHT."

That struck my heartstrings, and I smiled back at her, reaching out to ruffle her head with one paw.

She caught my paw, and gave me some puppy dog eyes.

"Will you stay with me until I fall asleep?" she asked.

Gladly.

I helped her get her fur cleaned up and get back into her pajamas, then we both lay down on her little bed, me curling up around her due to the size. She seemed to fit against me naturally, nestling into my chest with a contented sigh.

I held her, felt her warmth, inhaled her scent.

I felt the numbness that had frozen my heart start to melt.

With each sweet little breath I was healed.

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Yeah this story is gonna go all over the place. We did a few heat rapey NC stuff and now we've got an ultra-fluffy healing loving chapter. Why not? What could I possibly have up my sleeve next?

I actually love this little wolf cub to death and have ever since I thought her up for this series. Expect to see her again, if not in this series then in other writings. She's so joyful and gentle and loving and sex has such a personal meaning for her that she's just a pleasure to write.

Commissions are still open and will remain that way! I have range! Trust me! Bring me your darkest (or fluffiest) desires and I shall weave them into a tale to delight.

As always, check my journal for info on my rates and specialties.