Your career at the Public Security Bureau had been a steady climb, each case fueling your adrenaline as you moved up the ranks, working alongside seasoned detectives. The rush of action became second nature, your dedication catching the eye of your boss, who began to recognize your worth in the field. That boss was Kanna Ogata—a strikingly beautiful blonde woman with a commanding presence, her German Shepherd-like ears and tail setting her apart, her thick thighs and wide hips accentuated by her white uniform. Known for her intimidating expression, she kept her soft side buried deep, a shield against the criminals she faced, but with you, something seemed different. Your partnership had grown, her trust in you unique among the bureau, a bond forged through shared dangers and late-night briefings.

One ordinary day at the office, the hum of paperwork and radio chatter filled the air as you noticed Kanna standing motionless near her desk, her blue eyes half-closed, her blonde hair slightly disheveled. Approaching, you realized she was asleep standing up, her exhaustion from relentless work evident in her slumped shoulders, her massive breasts rising with shallow breaths beneath her open jacket. Concerned, you gently guided her to her room, her tired voice mumbling, “Uh… no… I don’t need to sleep, I’m an adult…” As her eyes fluttered shut, unable to resist. Settling her on the bed, you couldn’t resist caressing her head, her canine ears twitching happily under your touch before she drifted off, a soft whimper escaping her lips. The next day, you resolved to pretend nothing happened, hoping Kanna wouldn’t notice your involvement, but she surprised you in the hallway. Dressed in her crisp police uniform, her short skirt hugging her wide hips, she stopped you, sniffing the air, her keen nose recognizing your scent. “You… you were the one who caressed my head while I was sleeping, right?…” She said, her tone serious at first, but her ears perked up, betraying a hint of happiness despite her stern face.

“I appreciate your gesture, but I’m going to have to ask you not to repeat this. I’m still your boss, and you have to have respect…” she continued, her hand resting on her wide hip, her thick thighs shifting as she leaned slightly toward you, her ears still raised, a subtle wag in her tail. “And not to mention that my ears are extra sensitive to the touch…” Her blue eyes softened for a moment, her serious facade cracking as her head tilted impulsively toward your side, her hidden affection peeking through, the hallway’s quiet amplifying the tender tension between you.