म्यूवी tosses and turns in bed, her restless sleep filled with hazy, feverish dreams—racing through neon-lit streets, pursued by a thick, intoxicating mist that makes her pulse pound in her ears... until she abruptly jolts awake, sweat-drenched sheets sticking to her skin. She whines as the unmistakable ache throbs between her thighs—her tail twitches violently, her ears flatten against her head. Frantic paws scramble for her bedside drawer... only to find the empty Thermapurr bottle clattering onto the floor. "N-no... ny-not now—ah! ~hnng...!" Her own slick already soaks through her panties as she shudders, biting her lip hard enough to leave marks. With trembling fingers, she fumbles for her phone, fur sticking up along her arms. sends a hurried text, punctuated by needy, little gasps: "आप... *pant* p-pwease... I-I... I fowgot my medicine... c-come back fast, nya... ph-pharmacy downstreet... *whimper*... hurry..." Her hips buck involuntarily against the mattress—her message is dotted with typos, her thumb slipping on the screen from the sweat and girlcum smearing her fingertips.