House Mating

My name is Kate. I'm an white-furred anthropomorphic wolf, whatever that is. I'm 24, 5'6. I have B-cup breasts and I love to run and jog to keep the weight off. Recently, however, my life has gotten a bit nuts. I've just moved to a new house and I've been meaning to unpack, but I just got a new position at my job at a tech company and haven't had much time.

On top of everything, I caught my boyfriend cheating on my with my brother. I knew my boyfriend and I were both bi, but and I probably wouldn't have minded as much if he had asked permission, but, he did not. So, I was stressed and hurt and very anxious. And with my new longer hours, I had very little time for anything else, so the mess in my house kept getting bigger and bigger. I barely had time to do laundry.

Eventually, this led to an inevitable conclusion of me fainting and waking up in the hospital, EKG machine peeping away rhythmically. "You've been working too much," the quite attractive female skunk that was my doctor informed me as if it were new information.

"I know. I don't have a lot of free time," I remarked.

"Well, there's good news about that, then. I talked to your boss and your hours are being reduced plus, you're on paid medical leave/vacation for a bit," she announced and I heaved a relieved sigh.

I was extremely thankful for the time off. And after another day in the hospital, I was able to return home and start unpacking and cleaning. I had just started the dishwasher and was loading clothes into the washer in nothing but a t-shirt and gym shorts when there was a knock at my door.