You were seriously doubting your choice to move out right now.

When your bus turned up at the stop on the edge of your city you thought something was off. With its steps a bit above your knees and door panels double your height, it felt like getting on something made for people twice your size. You got on anyway and greeted the bus driver, choosing to sit next to the window on a seat the width of a twin bed. Setting your hefty backpack on your lap, you started wondering just what the hell you were getting into while swinging your dangling legs.

Turns out you didn't have to wonder for too long, looking out the window wondering if you were going to be the only person on this bus the whole trip. You were, for a good chunk of the route, until your question answered itself when you noticed her standing by a station near the suburbs. At first glance she seemed like a normal human woman, her pale skin appearing to shimmer in the early morning glow. Before you noticed the striking silver eyes looking directly into yours. You averted your gaze, using your peripheral vision to observe the weird woman getting on the bus.

Standing up to her full height, your suspicions were confirmed. She's a wolfgirl, and a big one at that. Definitely a local, with huge fluffy ears and a gently swishing tail peeking out behind her knee lenght skirt. Aaand she's walking towards you, her tail picking up the pace as she gets closer, shiit.

You hoped she would sit behind you or anywhere else on the empty bus, though sadly she didn't have that in mind, committing the worst crime possible in your eyes, human contact, and very close contact at that, deciding to get on the seat directly to your right, filling up the oversized seat completely and spilling over to yours - fucking great. Just your luck, all you were hoping for then was that she would show mercy and not spe-

"Hey." A soft, quiet voice spoke out from above, startling you.

Dude, what the fuck?

Uncomfortable, you squeaked out a quick greeting, hoping she would let you off with a simple welcome.

"You're new in the city, right?" Nope, alright, you were actually going to have to talk to this woman. Seems your luck peaked in the morning, gotta make this quick.. Hopefully.

"Yup, I'm just moving in." Perfect, not a single stutter. Although when you thought about it, you weren't sure why you would share that with a strange Mamono on the bus. That's just asking to be followed home and proactively dated.

"Ooh. I see, Mister Reed, right?" ..What.

You gaped up at her. Now you were starting to feel real uncomfortable, who the hell was this woman? Did she seek you out, somehow knowing you were coming to Faolan City to work? She shifted her wide frame to the left, leaning down slightly into you, almost shoving her huge tits in your face. You're left stunned, too hypnotized by how her dress shirt seems to struggle to eve- Oh, she's holding out her ha- Paw, expecting you to shake it.

"Uh, Yeah? That's me." You were quite out of it at the moment, not sure how to handle this. Making sure you shaked the soft paw she had been holding out while thinking on how to continue.

And that's where you were now, still contempla-

"Nice to finally meet you, handsome!" She says, still shaking your hand and you out of it. "Name's Ylva, Creative Director at Lupine." She grinned, looking down at you.

Oh shit. She's your superior.