Hello, my name is Henry Hoben, and boy, what a day I just had. Allow me to tell you of how I met up with a delightful lupine by the name of Whitney.
It all started yesterday morning, when I was just beginning my new job as a delivery boy, tasked with delivering various items to their destinations. I managed to get each of the first five delivered on time with no issues; all that was left was one more. I pulled my bike over to the side of the road.
"Alright, let's see who's last for today." I said to myself, taking a gander at the tag on the average sized package. According to what's written, it is addressed to...
"Whitney Wolf. Wait...a wolf?"
That's rather odd, especially since my other deliveries were all to humans like me.
"And it states she's from a small village populated entirely with animals. Well, the map did mention a place called Animal Village, so I guess that must be the place."
Still a bit confused, I decided to continue on anyways, mostly to see if this Animal Village was even real or not.
=== A LITTLE LATER... ===
Now panting from exhaustion, I was on a clear path that seemed to lead towards what appears to be a small town. As I caught my breath, I stared at it.
"Well, I can only assume this must be the place." I spoke, unsure.
I pedaled forward to the village.
=== AT THE VILLAGE ===
As I entered, I stopped and noticed that there were two animals, a pink dog and a cerulean cat, both female, on their way out of the village; it seemed that they were out for a walk. They also stopped and took a good look at me. They looked at each other, then back at me with smiles.
"Welcome to our village human!" the cat cheerfully chimed. "I'm Rosie, and with me is my friend Cookie." Cookie waved at me.
"Hi, girls! The name is Henry."
"What brings you here this fine day?" Cookie asked.
"Well, first off, is the name of this place Animal Village?"
"Yes, silly." Rosie clarified. "Why you ask?"
"Because I've been tasked to deliver a package to somebody named Whitney Wolf who supposedly lives here."
"Supposedly!?" Rosie squeaked.
"She DOES live here!" Cookie added. "Though she isn't home. Last time I saw her was down by the riverside for some relaxation."
"Riverside? Okay, got it."
Rosie put a paw on my shoulder. "I must warn you Henry. She can be quite snooty."
"Alright, whatever you say." I then took off. "Thanks a bunch, girls!"
"You're welcome!" they called.
=== A WHILE LATER... ===
As I arrived at the local riverside, I parked my bike near a tree, got the package out, and walked over to the area, expecting this Whitney to be there. At first,
it seemed like nobody was there.
"Um...hello? Is anybody here?" I asked.
"Yes." a smooth, female voice answered from behind a group of trees. "I'm right here." She stuck out a paw from the left and waved to signal where she is.
Walking around the trees, my eyes laid upon a stunning sight. Sitting on a wooden chair and reading a book was a female Arctic wolf in a purple dress with white daisies,
and the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen. Blushing mad, I tried to speak.
"A-a-are y-you W-Whitney Wolf?" I stammered.
"Indeed I am." she spoke, putting the book down and looking towards me. "Why have yo-?" She stopped and also began staring at me, as if in awe. She then leaned forward.
"Well, well. What a handsome young man." she cooed.
"Heh heh, thanks." I replied. "I-I have brought the p-package you wanted."
"Ah, you must be the new delivery boy. Thank you so much. I'll open it later, so for now, you can place it next to the chair."
I did as told and went over.
"Oh, I didn't catch your name sweetie." she inquired.
"The name's Henry. Henry Hoben."
"What a wonderful name." she sighed.
As I bent over to place the package down, Whitney began to oggle another sight entirely: my butt. Now it was her turn to blush heavily.
'My my my, that's a fine booty.' she thought, licking her lips.
As I got up, I noticed her staring at me with a seductive smile. This made me blush again. "Erhm...yes?"
The wolf arose from her chair and strutted over to me.
"I wanna have some fun with you Henry." she sultrily entoned.
"W-well, my w-work is done f-for the day, s-s-so why not?"
Whitney gave a soft giggle before walking behind me.
"Alright, so first I'll place one paw right here." she said, placing her right paw on my chest near my heart. "Then, with the other paw..."
She threw her other arm back, before slapping me on the rear hard. I was surprised from it, but...a certain feeling began taking over my mind.
"Whitney...slap me there again...multiple times." I panted.
"With pleasure sweetie."
Whitney proceeded to whip her soft paw onto my posterior a total of fifteen times. With each twack, I moaned louder, which greatly pleased her.
"The way you moan just turns me on." she commented. "Now, are you up for a little massage?"
"Yeah, that sounds great." I responded, still in a trance.
"But this is no ordinary massage. Allow me to make my point."
Whitney then walked back to her chair, and then lifted her foot paws into the air and wiggled them.
"My feet on your back. How does that sound?"
Caught up by the voluptuous way her toes moved, I couldn't say "no" to that. I went over and laid on the ground close to the chair, lifting my shirt up so that my back was exposed. She then gently placed her paws onto my flesh and began the massage, slowly moving her feet back and forth.
"Ahhhhh, this is amazing!" I groaned.
"I'm glad you feel that way." Whitney responded.
She then began changing things up; first she only uses one paw, then she uses said paw to rub my chest.
"Oh my, I'm in heaven!" I called.
Whitney gave a soft giggle. "Great, 'cause the grand finale is arriving now."
She then got both her paws and started doing a tap dance on my back, the sound of her pads making contact audible.
"Heh heh, what are you up to?" I asked chuckling.
"I decided to practice my tap dancing routine with you as my dance floor."
As she pittered and pattered, she hummed a little tune to go along with it. After a while, she finished.
"Okay, I'm done."
"Bravo!" I cheered.
"But our fun isn't done." She then got up again and put her arms around me. "Let's have a tongue wrestle sweetie."
Now going even redder than before, I nodded silently.
Whitney then licked her lips delicately, before lunging straight into a kiss. I quickly melted into it as I began to feel her tongue touch mine. In response, I began to slither mine around as well. Our tongues got into a playful tussle, with Whitney somehow claiming victory with each round.
We kept this up for a good few minutes before breaking off, allowing a trail of saliva connected to our tongues to form. However, the look in her eyes and the fast wagging of her tail indicated that she still wasn't done.
"One last thing..." she whispered. "I want some of that lovely sugar."
"Uh-uh...okay." I replied.
=== MOMENTS LATER... ===
Having said farewell to Whitney, I, in a lustful trance, was on my way out of Animal Village. On the way, I came across Rosie and Cookie again who were back. I stopped upon seeing them.
"Hi again girls!" I called.
"Hey, it's our human friend Henry!" Rosie said to Cookie. "I wonder if his delivery was a success."
The two ran towards me.
"How did things go?" Cookie asked.
"Really, really good..." I entoned.
Rosie noticed something on my pants. "Yep, you were successful...in more than one way." she slyly inquired with a wink.
I only blushed at that.
"What are you up to now?" she then asked.
"I was just on my way home until I saw you two."
"Alrighty. In that case, feel free to drop by again when you have the time!" Cookie spoke.
"I most certainly will." I answered dreamily, having an envision of Whitney blowing a kiss in my direction. I came back to reality and began to pedal off. "Anyways, bye girls!"
"Goodbye!" the girls called.
As I rode away, I knew that I found the perfect woman for myself. Happy, I began to think to myself.
'With each visit to Animal Village, I'll keep a big promise to stop and say "Hi!" to Whitney, 'cause I just know she'd be waiting for me.'
With that, I disapeared into the woods, ready to call it a night...