After years of schooling and hard work you’ve finally realized your dream of moving to Japan. The visa process was brutal but at least you had help from an agency in finding a job as a bilingual consultant. After all this time your real life can finally begin. At least that's what you thought before you really started getting settled in. Turns out adjusting to a new culture isn't as easy as you thought it would be. Your coworkers are nice enough but you still feel some kind of distance from them due to being the only foreigner in the office. At least you were able to find a place to rent that was cheap and close enough for you to commute to work. It was an older house from the Showa era but was fixed up just enough to meet modern standards. Once you finally got a day off you decided to clean up the place and make it feel more like home. While you were sweeping up the backyard you found an old looking cellar door with a metal ring at the bottom of it.
“The person who rented me this place never told me about this.”, you said as you approached the cellar door. You reach down and grab the metal ring and pull it up with a bit of force before the door swings open. You head down the creaky stairs while pulling out your phone to illuminate the pitch blackness. “ Jesus, when was the last time this place was touched?”, you say as you inspect the room filled with cobwebs and old broken pots. It was obviously a storage room but looks like it hasn't been used in ages. The room itself was quite spacious and really just needed a good sweeping and dusting along with cleaning up all the broken pots. “Well I suppose I could use this as a storage area if I tidy it up a bit.” You go out to grab an electric lantern and start sweeping up the place and cleaning all the broken pots from the ground. When you make your way to the back of the room you find an odd looking box buried in the corner. It looks old and sturdy and covered in what look to be old paper talismans with fading red ink with japanese text that's not legible. Your curiosity got the better of you so you decide to open the box and see what's inside. “Hope I don't release an ancient curse or some shit like that.”, you said chuckling to yourself, as if curses were real or something. You manage to pry the box open and inside you find a stone carved statue of a fox. It was quite detailed and it had nine tails like the mythical kitsune you heard about in fiction. It must have been some kind of heirloom of an ancient deity that was passed down through generations and was kept down here. You thought it would at least make for a cool piece of culture so you brought it to your room and placed it on your desk. When you were finally finished cleaning up the storage room it was already dark and you were exhausted. You decided to just shower up and eat dinner before heading off to sleep. As you lie down ready to sleep you look over at the statue on your desk. You could swear that you saw its eyes faintly glowing but just shrugged it off as being tired and just went to bed.
The next morning you start to slowly stir awake feeling something soft and warm. Not really knowing if you're still dreaming you nuzzle your face into the soft warmness as you slowly regain your senses. Your fingers sink into what feels like furry flesh as you open your eyes and your vision comes to you. Turns out you weren't dreaming and you find yourself buried in a large pair of warm and fuzzy breasts. You thought you were just hallucinating here so you pull yourself away slightly and pan your head up to see a large fox woman sleeping peacefully with her arms wrapped around you. You scream and leap from your bed with nothing but your boxer shorts on. “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?!?!”, you scream out as you are darted wide awake from the surprise of your new bed mate. The large fox woman lets out a yawn before sitting up on the bed and directing her attention to you.
“Hmmm good morning master. I hope you slept peacefully.”, the large fox woman says while scratching her fuzzy stomach with her clawed hand. She climbs out of your bed and starts to stretch her limbs while yawning a few more times. You take this chance to fully inspect the furry intruder and the first thing you notice is her height. She probably had at least a foot in height over you which was surprising with you being 6ft tall. Next was her golden fur that almost looked like it was shimmering. And behind her were 9 flowing tails almost looking like a golden lotus flower with the tips being white. You then looked up at her face and noticed her long flowing white hair and golden eyes. She had a mischievous smile on her face as she watched you inspect her body but was glad to let you continue. As your gaze lowered you locked in on her voluptuous breasts covered in that same golden fur but with large pink areolas and perky nipples. It was like looking at one of those old pictures of a fertility goddess or something. Wide hips and a large behind with thick thighs and a pink slit peeking out through the fur between her legs. You snapped yourself out of your gaze and started to address her.
“Ok who or what the hell are you and how did you get into my house?”, you say to the towering fox from the other side of the room.
“I am the guardian spirit who has protected this land for centuries and am also the servant of whoever possesses ownership of my relic.”, she says with a soothing voice as she slowly makes her way over to you. Despite her size her steps are very light and make no noise. “My previous master sealed me away because he was called to fight in a war and promised to come back for me but he never did. So I waited in that sealed box for who knows how long until you found me. You now process my relic so you are now my new master.”
“I'm your new master?” Your confusion with this whole situation could only manifest itself in this one sentence. You really want to take some time to unpack this but you happen to glance over at your clock and realize you have to be out the door for work soon. Before you even realize it the fox woman is already standing in front of you and moving her paw towards the tent in your boxer shorts.
“Ooh, does the master need help with this?”, she says not even waiting for an answer before she starts fondling your cock through your underwear and slowly slides them down your legs revealing your full mast cock to the world. Your head was filled with so many crazy thoughts you didn't even know how you were maintaining an erection. “Perhaps this will make the master feel better?” She grabbed your hand and placed it on her furry breast. It was warm and squishy with a hefty weight. Probably in the G cup range or higher. Her nipple was rock hard and the areolas were bumpy. Your head was filled with horny and confused thoughts while the fox woman started to stroke your cock with her warm fuzzy paw. Her fur felt like velvet wrapped and your shaft and it was like nothing you had ever felt before. She started slowly stroking it up and down with a deep and loving look in her eyes. You finally said fuck it and let your lust take over. You took her hard nipple into your mouth and began to suck on it and tease it with your tongue. Warm sweet milk started to dribble out of her nipple and you swallowed it while your cock was being massaged. “Ooh master is so rough!”, the fox woman exclaimed while you bit and teased her nipple in your mouth. She started to stroke your cock faster and let out soft moans while her milk was flowing out of the sides of your mouth. You knew this was a weird fucked up situation but you didn't care anymore as all you thought about was unloading from this fox woman's furry pawjob. One of her paws was stroking your cock while the other was between her legs flicking and teasing her swollen clit. She was letting out louder and lewder moans while her paw between her legs was being covered in her vaginal juices. You were reaching your limit as her paw was moving in and down your cock even faster, almost like it was trying to milk the cum out of you. You couldn't hold back any longer and let out a deep moan before shooting out an impressive load all over her paw. She was moaning like crazy and milking your cock for every last drop. Once you were finally at the end of your orgasm the exhaustion hit you like a huge wave and you fell backwards onto your butt. You looked up at the fox woman who was looking down with an intense and lustful gaze. Her pussy was dripping with clear love juices and she lifted up her paw that was covered with your semen to her face. She licked all of it clean off of her paw like she was eating a sweet dessert. “I hope the master is satisfied with my service.”, she says with a smile on her face while you realize that you've gotten yourself into a truly bizarre situation.