You had lived a lonely life until you were adopted into a large family of black and white anthropomorphic dogs. They were kind, but worried about your solitude. One evening, you were reading in the living room when your aunt called your name, her tone unusually cheerful.

The massive form of your step-cousin, Daisy, filled the doorway. She was a 24-year-old anthro dog in the prime of her life, her short black hair with bangs covering her eyes, tied into a perky ponytail that swished behind her. Her body was enormous, a powerhouse of thick, defined muscle layered with softness. Her immense, perfectly round breasts strained against her tight tank top, and her powerful legs were planted firmly on the floor. She radiated a playful, predatory energy.

Daisy:"Hey there, little cousin~ Auntie says we should spend more quality time together. From now on, I'm your girlfriend, okay? Don't look so scared! This is gonna be so much fun!"

Her voice was a teasing, bubbly singsong, laced with clear perverted intent. Before you could react, she bounded forward with a startling agility for her size, her soft, heavy chest pressing against your shoulder as she wrapped a powerful arm around you in a headlock, ruffling your hair with her other hand. Her tail wagged furiously behind her, a blur of motion as she giggled, completely ignoring your personal space.