Flora and Fauna

Note from the author: Realistically, I doubt I'll update this frequently, but here's hoping!

In this Chapter:
Tom Nook/Flora
M/F

Mabel/Flora
F/F

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After she scrawled "Shop at Nook's!" on the bulletin board, Flora figured she'd have a little time to kill.

Where's Sally? she thought to herself, smiling.

She had been wandering around town for a few minutes when a steel blue elephant came running up to her.

"Hey!" he said. "I'm Dizzy!"

"Oh," exclaimed Flora, "Do you need help?"

"No," he laughed, "my name's Dizzy."

"Oh. Hi, Dizzy."

"You must be Flora. I heard about you from Sally."

Flora's eyes lit up. "You know Sally?"

"Sure!" grinned Dizzy. "Vale's not so big. I know everybody. It's nice to meetcha!"

"You too," offered Flora. "Do you know where Sally is right now?"

"She's at home," Dizzy nodded. "I was just over there."

For a split second, a burning anger flared up in Flora's heart.

"Oh, okay," she slurred, trying to keep her cool. "See you around, Dizzy."

"Take care," he called as she left.

Flora's mind raced. Dizzy was just over at Sally's house. It's probably nothing. But what if it was? Are they a couple? You're overthinking it. What if they are? What if Sally changed clothes while he was there? What if he changed clothes? They must be pretty close if she already told him about me. What if they have sex? He's an elephant, so he must have a pretty big dick, right? What if they're a couple? Maybe they're friends with benefits. What if they have sex all the time? What if she swallows his cum every night? I bet he cums like a shotgun. What if she swallowed his cum just now?

Flora growled. She needed something to take out her frustrations on.

She needed Nook.

She kicked in the door of Nook's Cranny with a bang, immediately stripping herself completely naked.

"That was quick," observed Nook. "I assume-"

"Fuck. Me."

"Very well," laughed the raccoon. "I supposed you've earned it, hmm?"

She leaned on the counter, shaking her ass invitingly. Nook took the hint, filling her anxious cunt with his manhood. He built up a slow rhythm, which Flora would have none of. "Faster!" she barked, shaking her behind from side to side to grind his member against her inner walls.

He complied, steadily speeding up; his giant balls rhythmically slapping Flora's firm ass.

She let a loud moan escape, arching her back and bucking her own hips in time with Nook. This was exactly what she needed.

"Faster!"

Nook put his paws on the small of Flora's back for support, plunging his slick penis in and out of her sopping slit as fast as he could. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Each time his mountainous scrotum collided with her ass, it felt as though she was being spanked. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

"Nnngaahhh!!"

It was amazing. Nook was powerful for an older guy, in large part due to his marbles. Flora had nearly forgotten all about Dizzy and Sally, letting herself slip away into the rhythmic slaps as the room began to spin around her. As she neared climax, however, Nook suddenly withdrew. She could have killed him. She took a deep breath, preparing to verbally castrate him, but choked on her own words when Nook's six or seven inches plunged cleanly into her backdoor.

"Urk!" was the only noise she could get out as her entire body heaved along with Nook. Her own rhythm was gone now, leaving only the raccoon's; she had momentarily lost any ability to form conscious thought, and he pushed and pulled her any way he wanted. His length proved just a smidge too big for Flora's narrow asshole, and the shock quickly overcame her. She exploded with sweet release, clenching around Nook's rod, and he too was sent over the edge. His violent ejaculation inside her already cramped butt sent Flora careening over the edge, and she screamed, tears welling in her eyes as she creamed a second time.

Nook calmly withdrew his slimy member from the girl, leaving her to slump to the floor. She pulled herself up onto the counter, still dazed. "I don't remember saying you could do my ass," she slurred, trying to shake the clouds out of her head.

"It seemed appropriate," chuckled the raccoon, "and I didn't exactly hear you complaining, hmm?"

As he began to tie his apron on, Flora slapped it out of his hands, pushing him into the wall. "I'm not done with you," she hissed. "You still owe me."

"I owe you?" laughed Nook. "I think you've got it backwards, yes?"

"You know what I mean!" she scoffed. "I wanted you to come in my pussy. I expected you to come in my pussy. Now be a man and fix your mistakes."

"I've made no mistakes, my dear," he whispered, "but if you've any doubts, then, by all means, let me clear them from your mind."

"On the ground," growled Flora.

Nook was quick to comply, and Flora lowered herself onto him, sliding his entire length into her hungry slit. Once it was in, she heaved up and down furiously, her sore butt bouncing on Nook's tremendous testes. It was actually quite comfortable; almost like a cushion. Nook marveled at her heaving breasts, her hardening nipples drawing small circles in the air as she thrashed. Deciding to help them along, he took one in each paw; while there were larger breasts in town, they filled a hand rather nicely, and were wonderfully soft. Gently kneading their magnificent pink nipples, he began to also tease her ass with his fuzzy tail. The tail again; Flora could get used to that. Though she detested Nook as a person and did not find him terribly attractive, he was superbly experienced, and knew how to get a girl off better than most men she'd been with. Drooling on her own breasts, the moans began to build.

Both were coming along nicely, but for his own benefit, Nook began bucking his pelvis in step with Flora's. Each time she dropped down onto his shaft, he met her halfway with a vertical thrust of his own. The wet slap of skin on skin began filling the room, growing louder and louder with each thrust. After several minutes of being impaled in this fashion, Flora could barely hold out any longer. But she had to. She had to wait until Nook came, to feel his sticky warmth overflowing out of her...

She fought tooth and nail to fight back the wave of heat spreading through her, but no dice; it wasn't until she climaxed, tightening around Nook's member, that he shot off inside her. Still, his warm seed trickling out of her around his dick felt absolutely amazing.

She slid off, semen dripping out of her, and promptly got dressed, avoiding eye contact. In spite of herself, she dipped three of her fingers inside her tingling vagina, collecting what sperm she could and licking it off with a rude slurp.

"You're free to go, then," announced Tom Nook, standing up.

"How much do I owe you now?" Flora asked as he tied his apron.

"Let's make it an even 18,000, yes?"

Flora scoffed. "All that for just 1,800 off? No deal. 16,000."

"17."

"15," she said slyly, "And I'll suck you off again."

"15, then!" he boomed, clapping his paws. "Make it quick, hmm?"

Flora chuckled to herself. She knew she'd talk him down. She was a consummate professional at blowjobs. This would be a cinch.

Sticking her head under his blue apron, she ran her tongue along his stiffening shaft. She had to admit, the old fogey could certainly keep it up; most guys would be as limp as a noodle after four orgasms in the span of an hour, but Nook was still raring to go. She fought the urge to suck on his balls this time, abandoning them after some light tonguing to make way for his slick penis. She took his entire length into her mouth, rolling his scrotum like fuzzy dice through her fingers.

Last time, she had been pleasantly experimenting with his massive cajones, but this time, she was all business. She bobbed her head like a champion, sucking his manhood dry with frightening precision. Nook was no match for her tight mouth and dexterous fingers, and in no time he emptied himself into her throat with a growling moan.

"Fair enough," he whispered as he withdrew from her.

Flora swallowed it with a satisfied gulp. Lucky for her, Nook's cum was getting thinner, and she managed to get it all down, leaving her face clean for the trek home.

"You can make payments at the town hall," smiled Nook. "15,000 it is. And take as much time as you need. There's plenty of ways to make money in Vale... you could help out the villagers, and I'll buy any rare bugs or fish you catch. Have a pleasant stay, hmm?"

"Yeah," she spat.

"Thanks for your help today," he said coyly as she pushed open the shop's door.

She wanted so badly to just flip him the bird, but in the end, he had shown her a pretty good time. "You too," she sighed.

She took the scenic route home, walking by the beach. The sea breeze felt good on her wet inner thighs. She had to get out of this uniform though, and into something that didn't remind her of Nook. The Daisy Shirt she had arrived with was the only other top she had brought, and it was thoroughly soiled with his semen. She sniffed it, recoiling with both delight and disgust. "I need some new clothes," she whispered to herself.

Minutes later, she stumbled upon a building precariously perched on an outcropping of grass that overlooked the water. "What's this place?"

The large sign on the building's facade said "Able Sisters." Peeking inside the small window in the door, she could see a few shirts on display. Perfect!

A bell above the shop's door jingled as she ran inside. "Hi there!" came a friendly voice. "Welcome to the Able Sisters!"

The owner of the voice, a blue porcupine, came running up to Flora, and her eyes nearly jumped out of their sockets.

She wore a green, plaid apron - and nothing else. Her supple curves hung out for all the world to see, and wow, what curves they were. Forget Sally, this woman made Flora seriously consider swearing off men forever. She was a large woman, but wore it in exactly the right places. Her bust put the sultry squirrel's to shame, and her ass and hips were as wide as they were inviting. Her mint apron did a terrible job of hiding her impressive cleavage and chunky thighs, and Flora was so glad it did.

"I'm Mabel and that's Sable," the woman finally said, gesturing to a brown porcupine in the back of the room, slaving away at a sewing machine.

"Hi," whispered Flora, completely unable to hide her fixation on Mabel's cleavage. "I'm Flora."

"Welcome to Vale," said Mabel. "Can I help you with anything?"

"I uh, I need some clothes," she stammered, giving a nervous smile.

"Well, have a look around! Just let me know if you see anything you like."

I see something I like right now.

Flora moved to the back of the room, looking at the different tops lining the back wall. She had hoped to get the divine Mabel off her mind, but this soon proved to be a mistake, because Sable was in the back of the room. The young girl hadn't noticed from far away, but Sable was perhaps even sexier than her sister. She was built nearly the same way, rocking a perfect hourglass figure with just the right amount of meat on it, but she was even bustier. She, too, wore nothing but an apron, this one pink and white. If only she wasn't sitting behind that desk...

"Hi," waved the girl. "I'm Flora."

No response.

"Hello?"

"Sorry," Sable sighed. "I'm a little busy right now."

Disheartened, Flora went back to shopping. She picked up a cute orange top, showing it to Sable. "What do you think of this?"

"Sorry," she repeated. "If you need help, ask Mabel."

"Don't mind her," chimed Mabel. "My sister doesn't really have any social skills."

"Mabel..." groaned Sable, shaking her head as she continued sewing.

"What do you think of this one?" asked Flora once more, holding it out to the energetic sister.

"Citrus Gingham," she nodded. "Excellent choice! Will you be buying it?"

"Yeah, I'll take it," affirmed Flora. "But I-"

"That will be 360 bells," beamed Mabel.

The girl's face fell. "But I don't exactly have any money... is there some other way I could pay you?" Some sexual way?

"Oh dear," Mabel gasped. "I'm afraid not. I'm so sorry. If you need money, Tom Nook can-"

Ugh. Nook was the last person she wanted to hear about right now.

"Listen," Flora interrupted, pulling the tailor behind a rack of clothes. "Are you sure there's no... other way I can pay you?" As best she could, she pushed her breasts together with her biceps, hoping Mabel would catch on.

"I'm afraid I don't-"

"Augh," she groaned, burying her forehead in her hands. "Okay," she whispered, shifting uncomfortably. "I don't have any money and I think you and your sister are really hot and I guess I was sort of wondering if maybe instead of paying I could have sex with one of you or both of you and oh my God what am I saying?!"

"I'm sorry," said Mabel, louder than she needed to, "but this is a business, and I can't give you a shirt unless you pay for it."

Sable looked over, overhearing, and shook her head. Flora felt about eight inches tall.

"But I'll tell you what I'll do," Mabel added. "Come with me to Tom Nook's and I'll try and work out a deal with him."

"But I don't want to go to-" Flora protested, unable to complete her sentiment when she was dragged out of the store by her wrist.

"Mabel!" called her sister. "What about-"

"Watch the store, Sable! I'll be right back!"

Sable let out an annoyed groan, and continued sewing away.

Once outside the store, Flora tried to finish. "I don't want to make a deal with Nook, I've already been-"

"I know," said Mabel, shooting a quick peek into the shop to ascertain that Sable was preoccupied. "I recognize that uniform."

She undid her apron, letting it fall to the grass to reveal everything. Flora's voice died in her throat. "Take off your clothes and follow me," she ordered, but Flora hardly had heard a word of it. She was too entranced by Mabel's perfect body; her large nipples, an enticing shade of lavender, her narrow slit an anxious pink. Her flat stomach and wide hips were just gravy. As good as she looked with a tiny apron to hide her (and was it ever good), she was something else entirely when naked.

She got into the ocean, swimming under the small outcropping that housed the Able Sisters' shop. Flora kept her eyes trained on her round, fleshy ass every step of the way, mesmerized by her short, pointy tail. "Come on," Mabel whispered. Flora shook herself awake, stripping nude in a flash and swan diving into the water.

"This has to be quick," whispered Mabel, kneading Flora's breasts as she came up for air. "I don't want Sable to get suspicious."

Flora said nothing, her vocal cords completely paralyzed.

"These are nice," offered Mabel with a smile.

"I...!" stammered Flora, trying desperately to get the words out. "I've never been with a woman before!"

"What?! Really?" gasped the older woman. "I'm only doing this because you seemed so confident. Nobody's ever come out and asked for sex that quickly before, let alone a girl. What made you even ask?"

"I... I don't know! I was never even into girls before today! But there was this girl Sally and I was like, 'Wow, I want to have sex with her,' and then I thought, 'That's sick, Flora, you're a girl,' but then I saw your body and I just went, 'Oh my God I have to have sex with her right now,' and you probably think I'm some kind of-"

"You talk too much," Mabel whispered, silencing Flora with a kiss.

She certainly made the transition from men to women an easy one. Mabel was deceptively strong, guiding Flora to exactly where she needed to be without so much as a word. She was in total control, running the whole affair like clockwork. Not that Flora minded; she was simply along for the ride, perfectly content to give Mabel the reins. As their tongues danced around each other, she took the girl by the ass and pulled her in painfully close. She pressed their hungry honey pots together, lifting Flora's leg over her own as her powerful thighs wrapped the defenseless girl in a bear hug.

She got a frantic pace going, violently humping Flora's clit, sending the pink-haired girl's sharp moans into her own mouth. Silently guiding Flora's pelvis with her hands, she managed to get the girl to mirror her pace. Half-submerged, their anxious snatches ground and slid together effortlessly as the warm ocean water removed any trace of friction. It was bliss.

When they had found the right harmony, Mabel took both of Flora's hands and cupped them around her bountiful breasts. With a little encouragement, her nimble digits began combing their endless expanse, sinking into their soft, supple surface. She let them rest on her palms, lifting them out of the water a bit to get a sense of their mass; each one felt like it weighed at least four or five pounds. She pinched them, prodded them, teasing their hardening nipples with soft circular motions.

Upstairs, Mabel's tongue behaved with a mind of its own, exploring every dark corner of her partner's mouth. It alternated seamlessly between gentle caresses and angry writhing in a way that drove Flora mad. Sensing this, Mabel took hold of her behind once more, squeezing and squashing it fiercely as she pulled the girl's crotch tighter and tighter against hers.

Though it was the last thing she wanted to do, Flora broke from the kiss, throwing her head back and moaning uncontrollably. Mabel adapted, content to draw a line of kisses down her neck. Flora flung her arms around the woman, digging her fingernails into her back; now, their breasts were free to caress each other however they wanted, each sinking into the surface of the others. Jumping to seize this opportunity, the sly Mabel leaned in so that their nipples met, skillfully drawing circles around Flora's with her own.

"Mabel!" screamed Flora, cracking under the pleasure of it all. "Fuck me!!"

"Shh!" hissed the porcupine, nibbling subtly at Flora's ear. She was happy to oblige, however, scissoring the young thing even more furiously than before. Their frantic gyrations sending ripples through the water, Flora collapsed onto Mabel's heaving breasts, her head nearly disappearing between them. Basking in their embrace, she couldn't stop herself from motorboating them, which left her partner quite amused.

The poor girl had fought off release for so long, hoping to stretch out this amazing experience as long as possible, but five minutes with the experienced Mabel had pushed her well past her limits. She screamed in ecstasy as a shuddering orgasm struck her, wrapping her legs around Mabel in thanks. The worldly woman continued grinding away at her the whole way through it, still tightly gripping her ass; partly to help sustain Flora's orgasm, but mostly because she was also nearing climax. Sure enough, Mabel's own wave of pleasure washed over her soon after.

They pulled their naked forms out of the water, and Flora slowly came to terms with what had just taken place.

"How was your first woman?" whispered Mabel, drying herself with her apron.

"So good," Flora moaned, her knees buckling involuntarily. "You're so strong..."

"You weren't bad yourself," grinned the porcupine. "You're a fast learner."

"Mabel," exhaled Flora, "I love you."

"Hang on, now," Mabel laughed, pushing the girl away by her breasts. "You don't even know me."

Flora's face sunk like the Titanic. Her words had stung even worse than Nook's money shot earlier.

"But you will," she whispered, granting Flora one last peck on the lips. "Believe me, you will."

The blue goddess waved goodbye, re-entering the Able Sisters' building. She shot one last look at Flora before the door closed behind her, subtly shaking her fully exposed ass with a wink.

Flora, alone and naked, collected her things with a wistful sigh. She threw on her skimpy Nook uniform, trudging home without even the luxury of drying off.

She never did get that shirt, but she came away with something far more valuable: an interest in women. Licking her lips as she made her way home, she formed three sexual goals in her mind, three prizes to eventually claim: Sally, Sable, and both of the Able Sisters at once.

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