Flora and Fauna
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+A through F › Animal Crossing (series)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
23,841
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Coming to Town
In this Chapter: Rover/Flora (Briefly) M/F
Tom Nook/Flora M/F
Flora SoloF
Tom Nook/Flora M/F
The bus came to a stop, the driver announcing, "Vale!" Its doors swung open, and a spry pink-haired girl stepped off, wiping her mouth clean with her forearm.
She licked her lips. This was it; fed up with her overbearing parents, she had finally struck out on her own. She knew nothing about Vale, only that it was in the middle of nowhere, which suited her just fine. She turned to watch the bus pull away, waving goodbye to the blue cat she had just fellated. "Good luck in Vale!" he called. "You'll fit in just fine!"
What was his name, again? Rover? She licked her lips a second time. I wonder what he meant by that.
"You must be Flora," came a booming, yet kind voice. The girl turned around to notice an elderly raccoon in an apron approaching her. "I'm Tom Nook," he said, shaking her hand. "I understand you're in the market for a house, yes?"
"Yes," said the girl, excited. "It's great to meet you."
"And you as well!" boomed the raccoon. "Right this way, if you please."
While they walked, Flora took in her surroundings. Though the town was beautiful, with plenty of trees, grass, a lake, and a waterfall, the place seemed extremely dull. That's okay, she thought, I'll just have to liven things up.
Nook lead her to a tiny wooden house. It was in good shape, but it was quite old, and painfully boring. "Here we are," he announced. "It's small, but it's home, yes? Take a look inside."
He unlocked the door and she went inside. As she thought; just one room, unfurnished save for a small boombox. To the left of the entrance was a small staircase. She took a quick jaunt up the stairs, surveying the small bedroom at the top of them. To her surprise, there was already a bed in it, and a small dresser. It would do.
"I'll take it," she said, closing the door behind her.
"Well then, that decides it!" laughed Nook, clapping his paws. "This house is yours now, Flora. Consider the bed and stereo a sort of 'moving-in present' from old Tom Nook, hmm?"
"Thanks," she offered, forcing a smile.
"Now," he continued, "As for the delicate matter of payment..."
Flora winced. She had known this was coming.
"Surcharges, various fees and whatnot... All told, the house comes to 19,800 bells!"
"Erm," squirmed Flora, "I don't exactly have much money... I was sort of-"
"Hohohohoho!" laughed Nook, sending ripples through his potbelly. "Fret not, my dear, Tom Nook is no scary loan shark. Feel free to pay that amount on your own time."
"Oh!" she exclaimed, taken aback. "Um, thank you! About that, though, I was-"
"In the meantime," Nook interrupted, "Why not run errands at my shop to earn a little of that money?"
"Okay, I... guess," Flora shrugged, confused. "But-"
"Splendid! Follow me to the shop, and I'll set up some work for you."
And with that, the peppy old raccoon scurried off. Pushy old fart, thought Flora.
As they stepped inside Nook's Cranny, a small, wooden convenience store, Flora couldn't help but giggle to herself at the name; not because of the silly pun, but because of the mental image it brought to mind.
"Now then," announced Nook, handing her a mint-green uniform, "Please change into your uniform."
Flora furrowed her brow. She knew there was a catch. "Right here?" she sighed.
"Is there a problem?" Nook replied, tilting his head.
Any other day, she would have stormed out on him, but he had just given her a house for basically nothing. She had been prepared to suck him off if need be, so she begrudged him this request. She dropped her short red skirt to the wooden floor, revealing a cute floral thong. She pulled her pink Daisy Shirt over her shoulders, wishing she'd had the foresight to wear a bra today. As she hadn't, she figured she might as well put on a show, shaking her bare C-Cups for
the lecherous raccoon.
He was pitching a tent in his apron, which made her smile. Who knows, she thought, Maybe I'll be feeling generous.
She pulled the green skirt on, quickly realizing that it was even shorter than her own, barely covering much of anything. Rolling her eyes, she pulled the top over her head, realizing there was a leaf design on the front of it. The shirt was tight, even on her relatively slender physique. "What now," she snarled, feigning annoyance. In truth, she was rather enjoying herself.
"I need you to take care of a package," he grinned.
"Oh?" she exclaimed.
Nook chuckled, undoing his blue apron; as it fell to the ground, Flora gasped in awe. His member was smaller than Rover's, but that was not what had caught her attention: his balls looked to be the size of oranges. Though far from pleased with this lech's behavior, she simply had to try them.
She anxiously took one in her mouth, and it just barely fit inside. She found herself slightly disappointed; they were sweaty and the taste was unpleasant. Still, her sheer amazement at their remarkable size kept her going, licking and sucking on them with gusto. She even began to enjoy it. They were just so big.
Nook's pleasurable moans of "Hmmm" and "Yes" told Flora that he was appreciative, but she could sense that he was beginning to seek release, and slid her tongue along his shaft in compliance. As she took his other nut in her mouth, she began slowly jacking off the raccoon. A few more somber moans escaped him, but she could tell this was not enough. She rolled her eyes, taking most of his penis in her mouth. Flora was pleasantly surprised. It was not terribly big, but it was not terribly small, either, and filled her mouth nicely. She built up a nice pace, bobbing her head down onto it as her hands idly played with its massive testes.
"Hmmhmmmhmmm, yesss," moaned Nook, gently placing a paw on the back of Flora's pink head. Nook was cordial, though, simply resting his hand there; in spite of herself, Flora began to wish that he would force her onto him, pushing his meat further into her mouth. This thought got her quite wet, and she increased her pace, imagining Nook's sticky load filling her mouth.
In no time, her fantasy came a reality as Nook fired deep inside her. She could tell it had been a while by how thick it was, and how forcefully it had hit the back of her throat. Sliding his slick member out of her mouth, she swallowed what she could, spitting out the rest with a slight cough.
"Many thanks," sighed Nook. "I really do have a package I'd like you to deliver, though."
"I still have to run errands?" whined Flora. "After that?"
"My dear, as excellent as that was, it was not worth the price of a house! Besides, it will be good for you to meet the townspeople, yes?"
"Hmph."
"Take this to Sally," Nook barked, holding out a white box wrapped in a red ribbon. "And do try not to dilly-dally, hmm? We have much more to do."
Snatching the parcel, Flora left in a huff. As she stomped to Sally's house, checking her map and wiping Nook's excess seed from her lips, she accidentally walked right into a Siamese cat with a mole on her cheek.
"Oof!" she exclaimed, dropping her map to the grass. "S-sorry! Sorry! I was-"
"Watch where you're going!" screamed the cat.
"I'm sorry," said Flora, offering her hand. "I'm Flora. I just moved here."
"Hmph!" the cat scoffed, eyeing the girl's uniform. "Working for Nook, I see. Couldn't even afford a house. Shame."
The Siamese scurried off, not shaking Flora's hand. "What a bitch!" growled the girl. Looking around for her map, she found it blowing away in the wind. "Wait!" she screamed, as if the map had ears. "Come back!"
She chased the unruly paper around town for a while, praying it would avoid falling in the river. Eventually, it plastered itself to a shapely orange-brown leg. Tracing the leg up to its owner, Flora was met with the half-lidded eyes of a foxy squirrel in a white dress.
"Hi," she laughed nervously. "I'm, uh, Flora."
"Hi!" said the squirrel, folding up the map. "I'm Sally. Lost your map?"
"Er... yeah," chuckled Flora. "Sorry."
Her heart skipped a few beats; she was not really attracted to women, but Sally's rockin' curves and sultry gaze made a great argument.
"Don't sweat it," grinned Sally, handing Flora the map. "Welcome to Vale!"
"...Thanks."
"I'll see you around town," Sally said with a wave, turning to leave. "Good luck with your errands. Don't let old Nook ride you too hard!"
"Uh, thanks," gulped Flora, watching her leave. Her curly tail poked out from beneath the dress and bounced with each step she took, swaying gently. Flora was mesmerized.
...
"Hey, wait!" she called.
"Yeah?" shouted Sally, a good ways away by now.
Flora caught up to the squirrel, producing the box Nook had given her. "Um... I have a package for you!"
"Oh!" Sally exclaimed. "Thanks!"
Sally untied the red ribbon, opening the box, as Flora anxiously looked on. Inside was a folded white shirt with a fancy blue collar, and a blue pleated skirt.
"Yes! My Sailor's Uniform!" gasped Sally. She hugged the new girl, turning her to mush, then began pulling off her dress.
"Wh-what are you doing?!" Flora shouted, turning a lovely shade of crimson.
"Trying it on," replied the squirrel, casting off her white dress to reveal a matching lace bra and panties.
"But we're in public!!" Flora cried, doing her best to hide her arousal beneath her impossibly short skirt. Sally's breasts were excellent. And they were right there! It took every ounce of Flora's might not to just rip her frilly, white bra off then and there.
"Oh, you're not from around here, are you?" Sally gasped, pulling on her new top. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. People in Vale change clothes like this all the time," she explained. "I'm sure Tom Nook had you change in the store."
"Yeah," she laughed, rubbing her legs together.
"Gosh, I'm sorry!" Sally sighed, adjusting her new skirt. "That must have been really awkward for you."
"It... it's okay. Now I know, right?"
"I'll warn some of the folks around town not to do it in front of you, but if you do see somebody changing, don't freak out, okay?"
"Thanks," laughed Flora. "I'll, uh... I'll see you around, Sally."
"Thanks for the package," beamed Sally, giving the new girl a light peck on the cheek. "Bye!"
Not seconds after Sally had left, Flora ran behind a big tree and yanked her underwear down around her ankles. As she sat on the grass and furiously fingered herself, she couldn't seem to get her mind off Sally. What had come over her? Not ten minutes ago, she had been contentedly sucking dick, and now she wanted nothing more than to taste Sally's tits. Maybe she just needed to get off; Nook hadn't bothered to take care of her at all. But that didn't explain her sudden craving to sex up another female. Pictures of Sally's bare breasts and spread vulva danced through her head, driving her to a speedy orgasm. Begrudgingly, she pulled on her thong and returned to Nook's cranny. If people get dressed in public here, she thought, maybe this place isn't so dull after all...
"Welcome back," said the raccoon. "I trust you delivered the package?"
"Yeah," moaned Flora, rolling her eyes. "What now?"
"Now you will use your breasts, yes?" asked Nook, discarding his apron once again.
"Okay," she sighed. She would have agreed to anything, probably. Her mind was elsewhere.
She laid down on the counter, taking her shirt off, and Tom Nook slid his erect penis into her cleavage. His enormous marbles pressing against Flora's breasts kind of turned her on, though she'd never admit it. Using her hands to smash her boobs together, she serviced his member while he heaved his pelvis back and forth.
A delightful surprise was in store for Flora this time, though; as Nook straddled her, his fuzzy tail teased and tickled her clitoris. Nook took her soft cooing as a sign she approved, and his tail's ministrations grew more bold, eventually even entering her sopping vulva. Much to Flora's surprise, Nook was actually managing to get her off. His soft tail tickling the deepest regions of her vagina, his paws delicately groping her nipples, his massive scrotum rhythmically slapping her chest; in spite of herself, she was really enjoying it. Her quiet coos gave way to loud moans, and she began thrusting her whole body.
"Hmmmm," moaned Nook, thoroughly enjoying Flora's rhythmic spasms.
"Come...!" screamed Flora, moving faster and faster.
"What's that?" whispered Nook, grinning devilishly.
"Cum on my face!" she screamed. "Cum on my faaaace!"
"Speak up, yes? I can't hear you!"
"Gaaaaah!!" Flora shrieked, climaxing. "Cum on my faaaaaaaaaaaace!"
Nook was happy to oblige. His sticky ejaculate hit Flora's face and chest with such force that it actually stung; luckily, her eyes were closed. She curled her toes as his warm mess dribbled down her face, eagerly licking up what she could reach.
"Whew," she sighed, collapsing.
"Very good, very good," nodded Nook, seemingly unfazed. "Are you ready for your next job?"
Flora took a moment to catch her breath. "Can we have sex?" she asked, ignoring the question.
"In due time," said Nook.
Sighing in frustration, Flora rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time and pulled her uniform back on. "How about a towel?" she asked, gesturing toward her soaked face.
Nook simply shrugged. "Super," growled Flora. She took up her discarded Daisy Shirt, wiping her face clean with it.
"You've seen the town bulletin board, hmm?" asked Nook. "I want you to write a flyer advertising my store."
"Come on!" barked Flora, fed up. "You've got a teenage girl so far in debt that she'll do anything you ask, and you want her to write a flyer?!"
"I'm a shrewd businessman," smiled Nook.
"I'm out of here," she snapped, pushing open the shop's door. "I'll get the money some other way."
"If you write the flyer," Nook shouted, "We'll have sex, yes?"
Flora sighed in desperation. She was so furious with Nook that she knew she should just leave now and never look back. But she really wanted to feel those enormous raccoon balls slapping against her ass. Again. And again. She needed it.
"Fine," she growled, leaving the store. "Be right back."
To be continued.