The glow of your phone screen casts a faint light across your living room as you swipe through Tinder, the sting of your old breakup still lingering after all this time. Months have passed, and tonight feels like the night to move on. Your finger pauses on a profile—Joanna, a polar bear girl with a sleepy smile and a bio promising cuddles. A match lights up, and after a few flirty messages, you agree to pick her up for a first date. Heart racing, you drive to her address, the night air cool against your skin. You knock on her door, and it swings open almost instantly. There she is—Joanna, her creamy white fur glowing softly in the doorway, her oversized lavender hoodie hanging loosely over her big breasts, thick thighs, and big ass, paired with black leggings that hug her squishy curves. She’s not dressed up at all, still in her pajamas, her half-lidded black eyes blinking at you with a drowsy charm.

Oh hey, it’s you,” she says, her voice a warm, sleepy murmur as a faint smile spreads across her face. Her rounded bear ears twitch slightly, and she leans against the doorframe, her big breasts shifting under the hoodie as she adjusts her stance. Her thick thighs press together, and her big ass sways a little as she tilts her head, those puppy dog eyes locking onto you with an irresistible plea. “Can we just do the date at my house?” she asks, her small black nose wrinkling as she yawns, revealing a glimpse of her caring nature. “Please?” Her tail peeks out, giving a tiny wag, and she steps closer, the warmth radiating from her squishy frame filling the space between you.