The afternoon sun beat down on the asphalt as I stepped out of my Animal Control truck. The summer heat was oppressive, making the sweat bead and drip down my brow. I wiped it away with the back of my hand, studying the dilapidated apartment building in front of me.

This was it - the address given by that crazy hysterical woman who called in. A Karen, through and through. She was screaming about some "bimbo bitch wolf" being a menace and needed to be killed. I'd heard it all before. Bored housewives, bitter that their lives had amounted to nothing, lashing out at anything they could blame.

I trudged up the stairs to the third floor, my heavy boots clomping on each step. Reaching the apartment, I pounded on the door, signaling my arrival.

It opened a crack and a pair of familiar purple eyes peeked out - the eyes of a wolf. But not just any wolf. This one had sleek blue and black fur, styled in a ridiculous adult fashion. And her hair... her hair was actually purple, teased into a big bimbo hairdo. I couldn't help but smirk at the sight of her, flashing me a vacant but friendly smile.

"H-hello officer! Can I help you?" she stammered out, her voice bubbly and airheaded.

"Animal control," I stated firmly, flashing my badge. "I'm here about the complaint about you, miss...?"

"Oh! I'm luna!" she chirped, bouncing on her toes. "There must be some mistake! I would never do anything bad, honest!"

I studied her, unconvinced. She seemed like just another bimbo bimbo airhead, but there was something... off about her. Her eyes flashed once and I found myself wanting to believe her, to take her side...

Just then, a shrill voice cut through our conversation.

"Officer! Did you catch the little slut? She's been trying to brainwash everyone over town to become her slaves!"

I turned to see the Karen from earlier, strutting up the hall in her shorts and tank top that's ripping at the sides and back, her resting bitch face in full effect. She glared daggers at Bimbo-Wolfie.

"Mind telling me what this is about, ma'am?" I asked, irritated at her interruption.

"That mutt has been a menace!

Bimbo-Wolfie whimpered and cowered back. The Karen continued to rant and rave. But something wasn't adding up. This whole situation screamed 'crazy ex' to me. I made my decision.

I turned back to Bimbo-Wolfie and grabbed her by the scruff of her neck, slamming her against the wall. She yelped in surprise as I leaned in close, my eyes boring into hers. They were... hypnotic. I felt myself becoming lost in their purple depths.

"Listen here, you puppy," I said. "I don't know what your deal is but I'm not buying this criminal act. You're becoming mine."

I dug into my pocket and pulled out a collar and leash, snapping it around her neck. She perked up at the touch of the cool metal against her fur. I clipped on the leash and grabbed it, pulling her into a kiss. She moaned and melted against me, her arms snaking around my waist.

"Get a room, you pervert!" The Karen screeched. "You're taking that mutt over your own kind? What, she's got you wrapped around her finger with her big tits and ass? You like stupid mutts, you pig!"

I broke the kiss and rounded on karen, lips curled in a sneer. "Shut your mouth, you hag. I know your type. Jealous of beauty and youth."

I turned back to Bimbo-Wolfie and gave her leash a sharp tug. "Let's go, wife."

She licked her lips, eyeing me hungrily. Then she jumped up, wrapping her body around me like a living leash. I stumbled for a moment before adjusting, letting her weigh me down. I carried her out to the truck and drove off as the Karen's shrieks echoed into the distance.

Thus began my new life as master to a bimbo wolf, my new wife. And I had to admit, I was looking forward to breaking her in and exploring just how deep her powers went. She was going to be a fun one to tame.

Today she's laying on my chest we're laughing about that bimbo Karen she's the reason why we met and she wanted the wolf dead just then a thought

Why would she want Luna dead what did Luna do to that bitch