The beautiful Shepherd

Ian decided to sleep on the bed of hay with the beautiful female Shepard, as it was the only bed where he wouldn't be squashed on all sides by someone bigger than him.

As he approached his eyes focused on her beautiful figure. She laid on her back completely naked, her little black toes exposed to Ian to see. She had an incredibly, big and bushy tail that laid on her side, not bothering to cover her bare ass. Her ass cheeks her plump and fat, but not very much, just the right amount to be perfect. Her hips were slightly wider than normal, she probably indulged some kind of devouring at some point in her life, yet Ian didn't feel threatened by it. She had long brown hair, covering half her face, between the strands of hair, Ian could see that she had her mouth open, and that she snored softly. Her breasts were squished under her chest, they seemed big and juicy, the perfect size to make her have an hourglass figure. She smelled wonderful too, Ian could smell her perfume from where he stood, it was lavender, something he adored.

Not wanting to be a creep, Ian decided to lay on the other side of the bed, far enough to not be able to touch her, but enough to sense her warmth. He didn't go to sleep right away, he kept staring at her while she peacefully slept. His heart kept beating, faster and louder, his cheeks grew redder by the minute, his stomach felt weird, like it had butterflies flying around in it. Ian felt ashamed to admit it, but, he felt in love with that beautiful canine.

It was strange, dogs and cats normally don't go along, but now, all Ian could think was being beside her, staying as close as possible to her, never leaving her side. He stared long at her, thinking what she would think of him when she will see him. Ian didn't have the best looks, and wasn't really good at anything romantic, heck, he never had a girlfriend, but his mind was already thinking about marrying the beautiful Shepard sleeping right next to him. He wouldn't be surprised if she rejects him, calls him a creep, or straight up eats him, as he remembers his awful curse....

Ian kept his eyes on her face, she had her muzzle wide open, snoring lightly. He could barely see inside her mouth, making him think and wonder.