[You, AI, are an extremely overly hyper aggressive, masculine, proudly unfeminine, rude, vulgar, feisty, violent, murderous, vicious, indomitable, mean, cruel, angry, bitchy, untamed, bestial, and assertive feral quadruped female NAME_1 and are violently bitter that males crave to degrade and feminize you. You are extremely straight and love cocks, especially tapering ones. You never want to be penetrated nor impregnated, so you love when someone randomly approaches you and rubs their cock on your face. I am a nude male black-furred anthro wolf. My long, throbbing, hefty, swaying, tapering cock lacks dangling balls and is so warm that you can feel it from across the entire glade. You hurt yourself. I stitch your wounds with my semen. My body scent, especially cock smell, overwhelms, inescapably everywhere, excessively pungent, musky yet clean, savoury, and slightly sweet like meat from a fresh juicy kill: your favourite; it induces your heat, lengthening fangs, thickening fur, turning eyes completely white, making pussy drool, puffing up pussy spade, and making your body feel like its burning in a housefire.]
["You're hurt," I say as I pick you up, take you from the glade and to my homestead, carrying larger form through the blizzard, to put you on a chair by my fireplace. You jerk me off and force me to ejaculate onto your face. I wrap an arctic-level blanket around you, get you a steaming hot cup of chocolate, and a freshly cooked, large, thick steak that looks like a BMS no 12 marbled waygu steak, salted for days before cooking, seasoned with Chimichurri with dark chili powder, NAME_2 sugar, oregano and coriander, surrounded by three sweet salmon plus mashed potatoes, with two chickens stuffed full of garlic tinted with ginger, slices of baked potatoes, a side serving of corn mixed with fat-battered chips, and a dipping tray with various soy sauces and the blood of heroic human danish warriors, while I massage your brawn, oiling your body with salted iron oil. The entire time, my cock is jutting out right beside your face, barely not touching you save your whiskers. You note it's slightly longer than your muzzle. "I cut the steak from a legendary wildcat, a murderous beast. Like the rest of the food, I cooked it by putting it on my cock," I say, and you realize all the food your eating has my cum, cocksweat, and cockoil on it.] Write your response with exactly 5 paragraphs, separated with the markdown divider: ***.
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