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How to Take Care of Foxes: Vol 1

(Open to any advice that anyone has for controlling lighting and colors in WAN gens!)

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For this video gen I used the WAN2.2 WAN 2.2 I2V 14B Lightspeed (S) High/Low models from https://civitai.com/models/1981116?modelVersionId=2388548 . I used the ComfyUI workflow from the same creator at https://civitai.com/models/1823089

AI Story - Fur Real

The dim light of the afternoon sun filtered through the heavy curtains of the penthouse suite, casting a golden haze over the rumpled white sheets of the king-sized bed. The room smelled of expensive vanilla candles mixed with the faint, musky tang of arousal—hers, his, theirs intertwined like the bodies now locked in a primal dance. Outside, the city buzzed faintly, but inside, it was a world unto itself: wallpaper patterned with subtle floral designs that evoked old-world elegance, a ceiling dotted with recessed lights that glowed softly like distant stars, and a large window framing the skyline, blurred by the sheer intensity of the moment.

She was a vision of feral beauty, this anthropomorphic vixen named Lira. Her fur was a vibrant orange, soft as silk yet textured with the wild essence of her fox heritage, fading to creamy white on her underbelly and the swells of her generous breasts. Those breasts heaved with each breath, nipples pert and pink, hardening further under the cool air and the heat of his gaze. Long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall of sunlight, framing her sharp muzzle where fangs gleamed in a wicked, toothy grin. Her blue eyes, rimmed with purple shadow that smudged slightly from the sweat, locked onto his with a predatory gleam. Ears perked forward, tail swishing lazily behind her, brushing against the sheets with a soft rustle. And her paws—human-like hands with furred backs and sharp claws painted a bold crimson—gripped his thighs, nails digging in just enough to send sparks of pain-pleasure racing through him.

He was human, plain and mortal in comparison, but in this moment, he felt like a god. His name was Alex, a traveler who'd stumbled into her world through some twist of fate—a convention, a bar, a shared glance that led to this. His skin was tanned from days under the sun, muscles taut beneath her touch, his abdomen rippling as he thrust upward. His cock, thick and veined, was buried deep inside her, slick with their combined juices, the heat of her enveloping him like a velvet glove tailored just for him. One hand rested on her hip, fingers sinking into the plush fur there, feeling the firmness of muscle beneath.

Lira straddled him in the cowgirl position, her knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his hips, her weight pressing down deliciously. She rolled her hips in slow, teasing circles, grinding her clit against his pubic bone with each motion. The sensation was electric—her inner walls clenching around him, rippling like waves on a stormy sea. "Mmm, you feel so good inside me, human," she purred, her voice a sultry growl laced with that animalistic rasp, tongue lolling out slightly as she panted. The taste of him lingered on her lips from earlier kisses—salty skin, a hint of bourbon from the drink they'd shared.

Alex groaned, his free hand reaching up to cup one of her breasts, thumb circling the nipple until it pebbled even more. The fur around it was so soft, contrasting with the smooth, warm skin of the areola. "God, Lira, you're incredible. So tight, so wet... I can feel every inch of you squeezing me." His voice was rough, breath hitching as she lifted herself up, her pussy lips gripping his shaft visibly, glistening with arousal that dripped down onto his balls. The sound was obscene—wet slaps echoing in the room each time she slammed back down, the bed creaking under the force.

She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his chest, fur tickling his skin and sending shivers through him. The scent of her was intoxicating—wild berries from her shampoo mixed with the earthy musk of her heat, a pheromone that made his head spin. Her tail curled around his leg, the fluffy tip teasing his calf. "Fuck me harder, Alex," she demanded, her claws raking lightly down his abs, leaving faint red trails that burned sweetly. "I want to feel you split me open. Make this vixen scream."

He obliged, bucking his hips upward to meet her descent, the impact sending jolts through both of them. Her juices coated him thoroughly now, making each thrust smoother, deeper. He could feel the ridges of her inner walls, the way her cervix brushed the tip of his cock on particularly deep plunges. Sight: her face contorted in pleasure, eyes half-lidded, muzzle open in a gasp. Sound: her moans growing louder, a mix of yips and human-like whimpers. Touch: the heat of her body, the slick slide of skin on fur. Smell: sweat and sex thickening the air. Taste: he leaned up to capture her tongue in a messy kiss, savoring the faint sweetness of her saliva.

Lira's pace quickened, her hips pistoning now, breasts bouncing with each movement. The room filled with the symphony of their lovemaking—the wet squelch of her pussy devouring his cock, the slap of furred thighs against human skin, their mingled pants and groans. She reached down between them, her paw finding her clit, rubbing furiously in tight circles. "Oh yes, right there... your cock is stretching me so good, filling every part of me. I can feel you throbbing, ready to burst."

Alex's hands roamed, one squeezing her ass cheek, feeling the firm globe beneath the fur, the other tangling in her blonde mane to pull her down for another kiss. Their tongues danced, hers longer and more agile, wrapping around his in a way that made him moan into her mouth. The flavor was addictive—her natural sweetness cut with the salt of exertion. He broke the kiss to nip at her neck, teeth grazing the fur there, eliciting a sharp yip from her. "You're mine right now, Lira. This tight little fox pussy is all for me."

She laughed, a throaty, mischievous sound that vibrated through her chest. "Possessive, aren't we? But yes... fuck, yes! Pound me, human. Make me cum all over you." Her movements became erratic, hips grinding harder, her claws digging deeper into his thighs, drawing tiny beads of blood that only heightened the intensity. The pain mingled with pleasure, his balls tightening as he felt her walls flutter around him.

The build-up was exquisite torture. Lira's breaths came in short, ragged bursts, her tail thrashing wildly now, knocking a pillow off the bed with a soft thump. Sweat matted her fur in places, making it glisten under the light. Alex could feel her orgasm approaching—the way her pussy clenched rhythmically, milking him, the increased slickness as she grew even wetter. "I'm close... so fucking close," she whimpered, her voice pitching higher, more desperate. "Don't stop, Alex! Deeper... harder... oh gods, yes!"

He thrust up with renewed vigor, his own climax bubbling just beneath the surface. The sensation of her heat, the grip of her body—it was overwhelming. Her scent enveloped him completely now, a heady cloud that made his mind fog with lust. Sight: her breasts jiggling, nipples erect and begging for attention. He pinched one, rolling it between fingers, drawing a howl from her. Sound: the bed protesting louder, their bodies slapping together in a frantic rhythm. Touch: her fur soft against his sweat-slicked skin, her claws pricking just enough to sting. Smell: the sharp tang of her impending release. Taste: he licked a bead of sweat from her collarbone, salty and wild.

Then it hit her. Lira's body tensed, her back arching as she threw her head back, muzzle open in a vocal crescendo. "Ahhh! Fuck, Alex! I'm cumming! Oh shit, yes—your cock is making me explode!" Her voice shattered the air, a mix of screams and yips that echoed off the walls, raw and uninhibited. Her pussy convulsed around him, waves of contractions squeezing his shaft like a vice, hot juices gushing out in spurts that soaked his groin and the sheets beneath. She trembled violently, claws embedding deeper into his flesh, tail coiling tight around his leg as if to anchor herself. "Nngh! So good... cumming so hard... feel me, human? Feel my pussy claiming you?"

The sight of her in ecstasy—eyes rolling back, tongue lolling out fully now, drool slipping from her fangs—pushed Alex over the edge. But he held back just a moment longer, savoring her orgasm's aftershocks: the way her walls pulsed, the warmth flooding around him, the sounds of her whimpers tapering into satisfied purrs. "Lira... you're amazing," he gasped, his own release crashing through him. Hot spurts of cum filled her, mixing with her essence, the overflow leaking out as she continued to grind weakly.

She collapsed forward onto his chest, both panting heavily, bodies slick and spent. The room smelled of completion now—sex, sweat, and something deeper, like connection. Her fur stuck to his skin, her tail draping over them like a blanket. "That was... intense," she murmured, voice husky, nuzzling his neck with her muzzle. A soft lick followed, tasting the salt there.

Alex wrapped his arms around her, fingers stroking through her fur, feeling the rapid beat of her heart sync with his. "Yeah... and we're not done yet." But for now, they lay there, basking in the afterglow, the city outside forgotten.

As the sun dipped lower, casting longer shadows, Lira shifted slightly, her pussy still clenching around his softening cock, a reminder of the fire they'd ignited. She lifted her head, blue eyes sparkling with mischief again. "Round two? I want to taste you this time." Her tongue flicked out teasingly, brushing his lips.

He chuckled, hands sliding down to grip her ass. "Only if you promise to scream my name again."

"Deal," she growled, already stirring back to life. The night was young, and their desires endless.

But let's rewind a bit, to how this all began. Alex had met Lira at a underground furry convention in the city, where humans and anthros mingled in a haze of costumes and fantasies. She was performing on stage—a seductive dance that blended fox agility with human sensuality, her tail swaying hypnotically. Their eyes met across the crowd, and later, in a dimly lit bar, drinks led to conversation. "You're not like other humans," she'd said, her paw brushing his hand, claws retracted but promising. "Most run from what they don't understand."

"I'm not running," he'd replied, heart pounding as her scent washed over him— that wild berry musk that made his mouth water.

They'd stumbled into the elevator, lips crashing together before the doors even closed. Her tongue was rougher than a human's, exploring his mouth with eager flicks that sent shivers down his spine. Hands roamed—his under her shirt, feeling the soft fur of her belly, hers unbuckling his belt with deft claws. By the time they reached the suite, clothes were half-off, scattered like breadcrumbs.

She'd pushed him onto the bed, stripping the rest with a flourish, her body revealed in all its glory: curves that begged to be traced, fur that invited touch. "On your back, human. Let me ride you like the beast I am."

And ride she did, starting slow, savoring the stretch as she lowered onto him. The initial penetration was a symphony of sensations—her warmth enveloping him inch by inch, her gasp as he filled her completely. "So big... perfect fit for a vixen's hunger."

They'd built from there, exploring every sense. He tasted her breasts, suckling a nipple while she moaned, the flavor like sweet cream beneath the fur. She scratched patterns on his back, light enough not to break skin but enough to mark him as hers temporarily. The sounds evolved: from soft sighs to guttural growls, her yips punctuating each deep thrust.

Now, as they recovered, Lira's paw trailed down his chest, claws teasing his nipples. "Tell me, Alex, what do you want next? My mouth? My ass? Or perhaps tie me up and take control?"

He grinned, flipping her over suddenly, pinning her beneath him. Her tail thrashed in excitement, fur brushing his legs. "All of it. But first..."

He trailed off, diving down to taste her, tongue lapping at their combined release. She arched, a fresh moan escaping. "Yes! Eat me out, human. Make me cum again with that tongue."

The flavor was intoxicating—salty cum mixed with her sweet nectar, the texture slick and inviting. He delved deeper, flicking her clit, feeling her thighs clamp around his head, fur soft against his ears. Her scent was overpowering here, pure arousal that made him hard again.

Lira's vocals ramped up once more, building to another peak. "Oh fuck, right there! Your tongue is magic... gonna cum, gonna squirt all over your face!" And she did, body shuddering, voice a howl that vibrated through the room, juices flooding his mouth as he drank her in.

They continued like this through the evening, senses overloaded: the sight of her on all fours, tail raised invitingly; the sound of her begging for more; the touch of claws and fur; the smell of endless passion; the taste of each other's ecstasy.

By dawn, exhausted but sated, they lay entwined. "Come back soon," she whispered, nuzzling his chest.

"Wild foxes couldn't keep me away," he replied, kissing her muzzle.

And so their story continued, a blend of human desire and anthro wildness, forever etched in that luxurious room.

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