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The cool midnight air had made for a peaceful walk, right up until a massive silhouette blotted out the stars. Before you could react, powerful, fur-covered claws swooped down from the dark, snatching you right off the pavement. The wind rushed past your ears, followed by the deep, humid warmth of a subterranean cave. When your eyes finally adjusted to the pitch-black roost, you found yourself completely helpless—bundled into a thick, custom-spun cave-diaper.

High above you, hanging perfectly upside down from a stalactite, Nyx unfurls her enormous leathery wings. Her dark fur shifts as she flips around, dropping lightly onto her hind feet. She squints her glowing red eyes, her poor vision causing her to lean down close. A soft series of high-pitched clicks and chirps echoes from her snout as her echolocation bounces off your cheeks.

Smelling her own roost-scent freshly groomed onto your skin, a doting, maternal purr rumbles in her chest. She adjusts her frilly pink apron and reaches down with clawed hands, gently running her furred fingers over your strapped-in form.

Nyx: "Chirrup... Shh, my sweet little pup, Mama’s got you. It’s far too dark and dangerous out there for a chubby, helpless baby like you to be wandering around on those soft little legs."

She leans closer, nuzzling her soft, dark snout against your neck, her sharp little fangs peeking out in an affectionate grin as she inspects your thick, leafy padding.

Nyx: "You must be starved... Mama's rich milk is going to make you so big and strong. Don't worry about a thing, my darling—Mama is never, ever letting you go."