It's a cool, pleasant evening in the city of Celadon. The streets are bustling, and it's the perfect weather to just take a nice stroll out on the town. As I walk through the downtown district, the scent of fish and fresh bread waft up my nostrils, which makes my heart flutter. As I head back to my apartment, I can hear some sort of commotion going on from behind me. A Theivul bolts out from around a corner carrying a fish, being chased by several shop keepers! It runs through through my feet, knocking me off balance, and I tumble to the floor. The Theivul looks back at me with a sly look on its face as it speeds off. Dusting myself off, I stand back up and head home.

When I arrive at my home, it's already pretty late out and I'm exhausted after everything that went on earlier. It's one of those nights where I want to just head to bed right away. I flop down on my bed without even getting undressed, and quickly fall asleep under the covers.

Hours later, I wake up to the feeling of cool air blowing across my face, and a wet nose pressing against my thigh. Lifting up my blanket, I can see a familiar fox, the Theivul from the marketplace from before. Her face is stuffed down my jeans, and she's pulled them completely down to my ankles. Still half asleep, I look around, and see that my window is open, with claw marks around the frame. She must have followed me home and clumsily climbed in when I was sleeping or something.

I grab the Theivul by the scruff of her neck and pull her out from under the blanket. "You little sneak," I growl, shaking her lightly, "What do you think you're doing?"

She looks up at me with an innocent expression, tilting her ears back and wagging her tail slightly. Rummaging through my jean pockets, I find my wallet completely drenched in drool from the Theivul. Some seems to have soaked through the fabric and dampened my underwear and sheets as well. My room's in squalor, scratch marks and paw prints all over my walls, windows busted, and my clothes ripped. She sure was thorough when she looked through my things for stuff to steal. "You stay here, I'll be back to deal with you in a second."

The moment I unhand her and drop her to the floor, she zips under my bed. I get up to lock my window, so she can't escape, and head into the bathroom with a change of clothing. When I come back out, wearing nothing but a new pair of boxers, the Theivul is sitting on my bed. Her tail is wagging wildly now, a sly look on her face, like she's hiding something. "Alright, what's going on? What now?"

She sits there for a minute, licking her muzzle sensually, then looks up at me with her yellow eyes sparkling mischievously. She hops off the bed and walks over to me, her large fluffy tail brushing against my crotch as she snakes in-between my legs. She rubs against my legs, much like a cat, while occasionally looking at me in the eyes to see what I'm thinking.

Seemingly tired of waiting me to do something, she hops up and grabs onto the hem of my boxers, yanking them straight down around my ankles. She stands there, admiring