Flora and Fauna
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+A through F › Animal Crossing (series)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
23,847
Reviews:
15
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I do not own the rights to the Animal Crossing universe or characters, and I make no money from this or any other story.
Like Bunnies
In this Chapter:
Flora/Sally NoSex
Flora Exhib
Flora/Dotty F/F
"So tell me something," said Flora, crossing her naked legs.
"Yeah?" came Sally's reply.
"Are you gay or just bi?"
Sally seemed to have to think about this question, and Flora could see her face contort as she considered her answer. "I guess I'm bi," she said at last, crossing her own nude thighs in the opposite direction. "But I think I lean more towards women," she purred, beginning to tickle the bottom of Flora's foot with her toes. "You?"
"Bi, for sure," laughed Flora, withdrawing her ticklish foot. "I like dicks too much."
Sally shrugged. "They're okay," she mused, scooting closer to the girl to continue tickling her. "But give me boobs any day."
"I hear that!"
They shared a brief fit of laughter, Sally's toes beginning to spread their tickle warfare to other parts of Flora's bare form.
"I never thought I was anything but straight," Flora whispered, trying not to laugh. "Until I came to this town and saw you and Mabel."
"I kinda always knew," sighed Sally. "Since I was little, I kept catching myself staring at girls, having weird little fantasies about them."
Flora exhaled a small laugh through her nose, turning to look at Sally. "Did you have weird little fantasies about me?"
"You bet," she giggled.
A well-placed tickle set off a great guffaw from Flora, who decided at long last to retaliate. They continued to laugh and tickle each other's naked bodies for a good few minutes, and it dawned on Flora that she was enjoying this almost as much as the sex; just lying next to Sally, talking and goofing around. "Almost" being the operative word here.
"Let's hear one of them," Flora purred.
"Well," laughed Sally, looking away. "We were on the bus to the city..."
Flora stared at her, eyes wide, aching to hear the rest. "And?"
A nervous chuckle escaped Sally, and she swallowed her words. "And, well... you were doing to me what I just did to you in the water."
"Really?" the girl exclaimed, a devious grin crawling across her face. "Was I good?"
"Awesome," laughed the squirrel.
Flora couldn't keep her cheeks (and part of her neck) from turning pink. "And this was just yesterday?"
Sheepishly, Sally nodded her head, wearing a small smile. "Just after we met."
"Wow," laughed Flora. "How naughty."
"Yeah," whispered Sally, a tinge of remorse in her voice. "It just sort of came into my head... This is sort of... weird, I guess, but I, well..."
"You what?"
"You're gonna think it's creepy," Sally sighed.
Flora rubbed her thighs together. "It can't be creepier than mine," she laughed.
"What do you mean?" gasped Sally. "What's yours?"
"You started it," snickered Flora. "You first."
"Well, I... I couldn't stop thinking about it, so right after you left I took off behind a tree and just sorta... went to town."
Flora let out a small snort, launching into uproarious laughter immediately after.
"What's so funny?" stuttered Sally, sounding very much hurt.
"You're not gonna believe this," gasped Flora, struggling to regain her breath, "but I... haha! I did the same exact thing!"
"You're kidding!"
"Hoo," Flora choked, wiping tears from her eyelashes. "I'm glad to... heh, hear you say that. Here, I thought I was some kind of creep."
Sally, positively beaming now, kissed Flora on the cheek. "We're a couple of creeps, I guess," she whispered.
Soon after, they stared up at the clouds and began trying to pick shapes out of them. After spotting a shovel, a battleship, and a vagina (as much as Sally insisted, Flora couldn't really see it), Flora pointed up at one of the smaller clouds.
"Check it out," she gasped. "It's Pango."
"What?"
"Yeah, look... there's her snout, and that's kind of her tail, and those are her boobs."
Sally tilted her head to one side and stared at it for a moment. "Oh, I see it," she laughed. "It is Pango."
The chestnut squirrel rolled onto her side, facing Flora. "She got you with that key trick, eh?"
"How'd you know?" Flora stammered, rolling over as well.
"She does that to everybody when they first move in," Sally snickered. "You wanna talk about bi? I dare you to find one person in this town Pango hasn't had sex with."
A frown spread across the young girl's face. "Suddenly I don't feel so special," she murmured.
"Well, actually, there is one."
"Who?"
"Olivia," remarked Sally. "She's been here for two years and still hasn't put out for anybody."
"Why not?"
"I dunno. Believe me, I've tried. She's just really stuck up."
Flora winced. "Is Olivia a Siamese cat with a mole?"
"That's the one."
"Augh," gagged Flora. "Why would you try to get with her?"
Sally let out a tiny, adorable chortle. "I dunno," she laughed. "She's cute. Just to say I was the first, I guess. I don't even know if she's into that."
There was a long silence as they stared into each other's eyes; before one of them broke it, the clock tower took that task upon itself, chiming out the town's anthem.
"Noon," said Sally. "That means the meeting's over... should we get dressed?"
"No," barked Flora, grinning deviously.
"Okay," came the reply. Sally propped her head up against her fist, continuing to stare into her new friend's soft face.
"Have you been with a lot of women?" asked Flora, out of the blue.
This question seemed to take Sally aback, and she tucked her upper lip under her lower lip. "I would say so," she stuttered, "Yeah."
"How many?"
"I dunno... almost all of them in this town and my last town... and I try never to go to the City without bringing somebody home."
"So are you kind of... easy?"
Letting out a similar laughing breath through her nose, Sally raised one side of her mouth in a half-smirk. "Only with girls," she replied. "The boys have to really work for it."
Flora laughed a small, innocent laugh, then stared at the pier for a moment. "Sex seems like it's really a common thing here," she whispered.
"It's really common everywhere," alleged Sally. "It's just that the smaller the town, the more you know about it."
"I guess... I just don't know if I want everyone here knowing about my sex life."
Sally put a hand on the girl's shoulder. "I hear you, honey, but you signed away those rights when you moved here. I mean, let's see... already, you've had Nook's junk in your mouth, tits, vag, butt, and mouth again... you masturbated behind a tree, did Mabel at the beach, had a threesome with Pango and Dizzy, had another threesome with Copper and Booker... and then, this morning, had sex with Mr. Resetti and finally with me. Did I miss anything?"
Her face resting on the pier as it was, Flora's jaw literally hit the wooden planks with a soft thunk. "How did you...?" she whimpered, mortified, and feeling no desire to point out that she had actually given Nook fellatio three times.
"To be fair, I only know about you masturbating because you just told me."
"How does everybody already know?!" scoffed Flora, crestfallen. "Resetti was like an hour ago!"
"I told you," Sally sighed. "Word gets around fast in this town. I'm sure somebody already knows about us."
There was a brief silence as Flora stared somberly into Sally's eyes. Spotting something behind her, the girl's eyes suddenly grew wide.
"Somebody does," she gasped, pointing to the tree where they had hung their clothes.
Sally rolled over to look, and she could swear she caught a glimpse of a frightened bunny ducking behind it. "Dotty?" she called, covering herself.
With an "Eep," the bunny poked her head out once more and took off running.
"I'm gonna go," exclaimed Sally, chuckling nervously. She kissed Flora on the forehead and stood up, still failing at her attempts to hide herself with her hands. "We'll have to do this again sometime. And Flora?"
"Yeah?"
"You are special."
"Huh?"
"Pango might get everybody with that trick, but don't think you're not special. She didn't eat me out the first time we met."
That shouldn't have made Flora feel better, but it did.
She sat up, watching with rapt attention as the auburn squirrel speedily dressed herself. With a wave, Sally ran off, and Flora was left alone. She stood up too, after a moment, and approached her half-dry clothes. As she reached for them, naughty thoughts filled her head and stayed her hand. It was strange; she had been so worried about being seen with Mr. Resetti, but when she actually was seen with Sally, it was... exhilarating. She'd been embarrassed walking through town in a bra this morning, but hey, she thought, the whole town thinks I'm a slut anyway. Why go out of her way to hide it? Ah, the hell with it. She had set about from her first steps in Vale to "spice things up" a bit... if she got catcalls walking through town in her underwear, imagine what she'd get naked!
To her surprise, she got only one catcall, from Pango of all people. All the boys she passed simply stared in disbelief. As she stole glances at them, taking the time to shoot them a devilish smile as she did, she could plainly see each of them developing erections. Dizzy in particular made her laugh, as she could actually spot his snaking itself out of his shorts. Though her beet-red face might have told you otherwise, Flora was having a blast showing herself off. Not that anybody in town even saw her face when her blushing breasts and obviously eager vulva were on display.
Out of the corner of her eye Flora could see that wretched Siamese glowering at her, and made sure to blow her a loud raspberry as she skipped along.
After checking her map yet again, she folded it up and slipped it into her shorts pocket, tucking her shorts back under her arm. When she arrived at her destination, an otherwise unseemly house with a bright pink roof, she knocked "Shave and a Haircut" on the door. She heard a nervous "Um!" from inside, followed shortly after by a "Just a moment!"
There were faint rustling sounds within, and Flora smiled. She could tell that particular panicked tugging of fabric anywhere, knowing from experience that someone inside was making a frantic attempt to become decent. A moment later, a black and white bunny opened the door just a crack, beginning to cower behind it immediately on seeing the still very naked Flora.
"Hi!" sang the girl, offering her hand. "I'm Flora."
Silence.
"Welcome to Vale. I'm new in town, too."
"You're naked!" Dotty blurted out.
"I am," she replied, unable to keep from laughing at the absurdity of this statement. "Can I come in?"
"...You're naked!" squealed Dotty.
"Yes," sighed Flora, rolling her eyes. "You saw me having sex with Sally back there."
"I..." gasped Dotty, opening the door a fraction of an inch more. "N-no, I don't know what you're talking about."
"It's okay," Flora assured, "you did."
"I'm sorry," whimpered Dotty. "I... I didn't mean to, I was-"
"That's okay," remarked Flora, a smirk breaking across her face. "Because I saw you spying on us."
Blood rushed to Dotty's cheeks, turning them a lovely a shade of red. "I wasn't spying," she stammered, indignant. "I was..."
Flora let out a single laugh. "You weren't spying," she howled. "Okay. You were just staring at two naked girls with your hand between your legs."
A shrill scream seemed to start leaving the frightened bunny, then die in her throat. An adorable squeak was all that left her mouth.
"Yeah, I saw," purred Flora, a wry smile breaking across her face. "I just came over to ask if you wanted any help with that."
Dotty's eyes went wide, wider than eyes should be able to, and the two of them stared at each other for almost a minute. Finally, she sighed and gingerly opened the door all the way. It was here that Flora got a sense of just how short Dotty was; she was almost a head shorter, and even counting her long ears was only barely taller than the girl. She was slender, like Flora, though attractive, with a nice bust and nicer hips.
"Come in," mumbled Dotty, barely audible. Flora complied, setting her folded clothes down by the door. Dotty's house was, like her own, small and unfurnished, but she at least had some furniture in it, like a nice Modern Couch and Table. A small Basic Green Bed, twin-sized like Flora's Basic Red Bed, was propped up in the corner.
"So," boomed Flora, clapping her hands. "You wanna go on the bed or just do it right here on the floor?"
Dotty's face went a hot red and she stared at the floor, clasping her hands behind her back.
"Come on," Flora whispered, approaching the bunny. "Lighten up, I'm just jokin' around."
"Well I've never done this before!" she exclaimed, her volume startling Flora.
"With a girl?"
"With anyone!"
Flora winced. Uh-oh. "How old are you?" she stammered, too shaken to phrase the question more politely.
"20," spat Dotty.
20?! Flora's eyes felt like they might roll out of her head. She had been worried about Dotty being a minor, but to her shock the short bunny was two years her senior!
"I know," groaned Dotty. "I look like I'm 12. That's why... I'm too scared to ask anybody..."
"You don't look 12," assured Flora, leaning in to kiss her. The quick peck paralyzed the unsuspecting Dotty, and she was easily extracted from the lower half of her uniform while Flora distracted her with further smooches. Her top proved harder to remove, her arms hanging limp at her sides as they were. Not to be deterred, Flora pulled it up over her head from the back, sliding it down off her arms with a flourish.
She only barely got a glimpse of Dotty's adorable polka-dot bra before it ended up precariously perched in a crumpled heap at the edge of the Modern Table.
Now, a pair of pink, cotton panties stood as the only obstacle between their naked bodies. They were already sopping wet from Dotty's earlier masturbatory escapades, and Flora's advances were doing nothing to dissuade her arousal. Being sure to maintain eye contact, Flora crouched down until her face was level with her new friend's underwear and yanked them down to their owner's ankles, eliciting a shrill "Eep!" from Dotty.
There was an uncomfortable silence. Flora's looming eyes stayed locked onto Dotty's; she seemed to be waiting for some signal, a "Go ahead" that the still catatonic bunny would not be providing any time soon. They stared each other down for some time, eyes wide with child-like wonder.
"So you never answered my question," hinted Flora. Poised to strike as she was, each breath that left her nose tickled Dotty's pink clit.
Sweating noticeably, Dotty shook herself out of her trance for a moment and wrinkled her forehead. "H... Huh?"
"On the bed, or-"
"Right here," cried the bunny, leaning back to simultaneously rest her hands on the couch and shove her cooch into Flora's face. "Right here is fine!"
The grinning young girl replied in earnest, lapping hungrily at Dotty's folds. She took one lip between hers, giving it a gentle tug; her nose gave the reddening nub an Eskimo kiss. A deafening squeal of delight filled the room, and Dotty bucked her hips toward the girl.
Flora was hardly a master at this, having only barely practiced on Pango. She knew what she liked, though, and tried to visualize what spots she would have been hitting on herself, what spots Pango and Sally had hit; she craned her tongue into the deepest corners she could reach, her fingers gently drawing small lightning bolts across Dotty's swollen clit. She glanced up to re-establish eye contact, but the bunny's eyes were closed, her head thrown back onto her shoulders. If Dotty's ecstatic shrieks could be taken at face value, Flora was doing just fine.
That was the thing that most amused Flora about the experience: Dotty was completely unlike Sally or Mable or even Pango; she was unabashedly, unmistakably loud, releasing all variations of "Ooh," and "Ahh," and "Ohh!" and "Yes!" at such considerable volume that Flora honestly began to worry about attracting attention, even through the walls of the house. She couldn't tell if it was an act or if Dotty was really that eager for release, though she didn't particularly care at the moment, finding it an enormous turn-on either way; it dawned on her that she had at some point, without even being aware of it, begun fingering herself furiously.
Dotty, meanwhile, was resting her hands on Flora's head, building up a steady refrain of "Oh fuck." The unexpected expletives pouring out of the seemingly innocent bunny pushed Flora well past her breaking point and she moaned into Dotty's cunny, a small puddle forming beneath her. How does that work? she laughed to herself. I'm eating her out and she still outlasts me!
Not by much, as it turned out; Flora's moan sent vibrations through her tongue, nudging Dotty closer to the edge. "Fuck!" she exclaimed, panting. "Oh fuck, oh fuck... Oh, fuck! Fuck! Oh! Flora...!!"
Her knees gave out, and her body slid against the back of the couch until she sat on the back of her calves. As she threw back her head, a bead of sweat rolled into her eye, and her attempts to blink it out were a great source of amusement for Flora.
"So," laughed the girl, crawling onto her partner. Grinning devilishly, Flora pushed her face within an inch of Dotty's, shattering the unwritten boundary of personal space and dancing on its tiny pieces. "Shall we?" she purred.
Still panting, Dotty sized up Flora's naked body. "Shall we what?" she gasped.
"Dotty," laughed the girl, shaking her head. "Come on, don't make me do all the work here."
"I'm sorry," whimpered the bunny. "It's just, this is all new to me. What should I-"
Flora scoffed, taking Dotty's head in her hands. "Just kiss me," she groaned.
Their lips met, followed shortly by their tongues. Dotty squealed with delight and replied in earnest, tasting both herself and a faint trace of oranges lingering from Sally's breath.
This exchange of saliva lasted for some time, and the monochromatic rabbit was certainly eager to learn. "What was that you and Sally were doing in the water?" she whispered, between smooches.
The girl raised an eyebrow in interest, leaning back on her left hand while her right hand made a pretzel of their thighs. After a few short scoots towards Dotty, their crotches kissed, and Flora's whole body tingled. "You mean this?" she cooed.
"Yeah," Dotty purred. "Can we try it?"
"I think that could be arranged," giggled Flora, already beginning to grind their sets of lips together.
This being her fourth tribadism partner in 24 hours, Flora thought she knew pretty well what to expect. She knew she'd rather enjoy it, she knew it would make her sweat; she knew she could reasonably expect to climax before her partner. What she didn't know was that Dotty, though a novice, would prove to much better at it than Sally, Pango, or Mable could ever hope to be. They had all employed different methods, of course, each of them as intoxicating as the others: Mable was slow, yet powerful, each thrust pushing Flora a ways through the water. Pango was more swift and more wild, and had somewhat of an advantage in that her thick thighs seemed to suffocate Flora's flower in their embrace. Sally was gentle and passionate, taking what had been with the others a carnal, lustful act and turning it into a romantic affair.
But none of the three could stand up to the sheer unrivaled speed that Dotty had brought to the table. Flora stared down at the site where their bodies met, barely able to believe her eyes; Dotty's hips appeared to be thrusting towards her at least five times per second. Flora actually found herself getting dizzy watching it.
But that was only the first thing Dotty was doing differently.
"Oh, fuck..."
The others had all been quiet. Sure, none of them had been silent, each of them releasing their own brand of sexy moans, but none of them were Dotty.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Ohh!! Fuck!"
Loud, adorable Dotty.
"Oh, God! Holy... fuck... mother...fuck... fuck!"
It was as though she had two settings, and clitoral stimulation was the lever that switched her from nervous stammering whisper to booming fountain of expletives. Flora honestly wasn't sure which Dotty was more adorable.
"Oh, God, Flora... fuck..."
But she definitely knew which one turned her on more.
Her eyes rolled back into her head. It had taken Mabel just five minutes to bring her to orgasm, a span of time that Flora was sure would be a record for years to come. But in the same amount of time with Dotty, she could swear she had already felt three escape her.
"Oh, fuck!! Ah!! Flora!"
Make that four.
Sorry this chapter took so long, and sorry there's only one sex scene. I've been busy and this particular chapter went through a lot of rewrites. I'm not even sure I'm totally happy with what I ended up with. Next chapter will hopefully be better and sexier. Whether you loved it or hated it, please leave a review!