Lucas was still looking over the vixen girl that had appeared next to him on his couch when she made a soft yawn and stretch a little before rolling over, laying her arm over his chest. Lucas was unsure of what quite to do and the fox was rubbing slightly against him, her furry thighs rubbing against his leg as her large, her breasts pressed against his forearm.

He reached over, placing his hand on her shoulder and shook her gently. She only purred and cuddled closer, rubbing her huge breasts against him. Lucas sighed and shook her a bit more firmly this time, her movements calming a little. Another shake and her green vulpine eyes were open, looking up at him with a smile on her face.

"Well, good morning, lover boy," she said with a slight lilt and a light accent that wasn't there before. She leaned over, kissing his cheek followed by a small lick at his chin. "Looking for afternoon loving?"

"You mean..."

"You bet, sweetie, and get ready, because I need it bad." She giggled softly, rubbing his chest with her padded hand. Her other hand was working down his abdomen towards the buckle of his dress pants.

Lucas got up and slid out from her grasp. The Kate laid on the couch seductively, drawing the furred tip of her tail playfully over the pink labia of her vagina, dewed slightly with moisture. He couldn't keep his eyes from staring at her breasts, but at least he wasn't staring at something more indicative of his readiness to have 'afternoon loving', which he certainly wasn't, beautiful furry or not. Betraying his mental opinion, his cock was rock hard and created a prominent tenting in the front of his boxers. The fox's pheromones were doing a number on his mind and her appearance didn't help the matter.

"Kate? Is that really you? But, you're a fox, no pun intended. And, do you mean?" Lucas was, for good reason, at a loss of words as he found a pillow casually tossed aside at some point (probably during said act he was asking about) to cover up his groin with.

"Yes, yes, and definitely yes," Kate purred as she sat up. "And, of course, you're probably going to ask how and why (although you probably know that) I'm a vixen, my dear skin-monkey boyfriend. Well, I'm not quite sure about it either, myself. I think it has something to do with that Oppai Beer I bought yesterday. I mean, just one bottle of that stuff, and was genuinely tipsy. Next thing I know, I've got soccer balls on my chest, and covered in red fur. Either way, I'm quite the foxy lady, aren't I?"

He couldn't do anything but nod in simple acceptance of the facts put forth by his girlfriend, believable or not. Either way, he wasn't going to turn down the possibility was going to do the nasty with a quite beautiful fox anthropomorph. As his mind sucked in the details, a lot of questions came into his head, the prime choices of which he stated to Lindsay.

"What about your job? What about your parents?"

Kate shrugged nonchalantly sending her breasts into a bounce. Sitting up in bed and rubbing her spread thighs softly, having given up on trying to coerce Lucas into maybe having some intercourse she'd remember fully in a few hours from now, she had resorted to giving him a good spectacle at the eye candy. "Well, I guess my answers would have to be: fuck 'em, and my parents wouldn't notice if I sprouted another head and did a duet naked."

Lucas nodded and...