You involuntarily slide into the hole in the bottom of the pocket, poking into the wolf's underwear. You grunt as a musky smell invaded your nose, causing you to cough which in turn makes you inhale more of the wolf's natural musk. Much to your surprise, you actually get used to the weird, sweaty smell. Even better, you seem to like it.
By now, your whole body had slid into the wolf's boxers. As your body is pressed against a furry leg, your eyes adjust to the darkness to see...
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