Nandini was a divorcee living alone in a town close to a hill station. She was a tourist guide by profession. Life wasn't always like this for her. During her college days, she fell in love with one of her professors. The professor took advantage of her. The innocent Nandini thought he was going to marry her.
She got married when she turned thirty-one years old. Her parents had arranged the marriage, but it didn't work out. Ever since the treatment she received from her professor, she lost interest in s*x and all the other men. It wasn't like she didn't want to do it or would do her best to control her libido. But no one ever excited her the way she'd want them to.
Nandini got a divorce when she turned thirty-seven. She moved to this town and became the tourist guide she is today. Life was not exactly exciting per se, but at least she was alone and happy. Or at least that is what she thought.
One night, she was about to sleep. Through her window, she saw a beast running around the street. It looked like a wolf from one of those Narnia movies. The fur of the beast was gray and black with some white stripes. Within a few seconds of observation, she gets flooded with a strange sensation. It was a kind of sensation a woman should've only for a man.
She touched herself and found the moisture pooled up between her legs. It felt like a dream, but it was not. Soon the beast disappeared into the darkness, and she dozed off.
The beast is a Husky. He has never met another Husky in his life and has no social life whatsoever among his kind. In a way, he is very similar to Nandini. Coincidently, the Husky has a unique mutation. This mutation confuses him between the pheromones of a bitch, and that of a human female in some cases. Nandini was one of such exceptional cases.
What? How? And, when? We can discuss this in private.