Isabelle, Swinging
Chapter One: Pleasure Twice, Butt Once
Another dreary Saturday's last light eked its way down below the horizon. That Horizon, Tom Nook thought to himself. It used to seem so… New.
Not these days, though. Tom let out a heavy sigh as finished polishing off his wrench and tucking it away safely in the top drawer of his workbench. He glanced out the window where K.K. Slider noodled away on his guitar as his many fans from around town watched with delight.
Things changed too quickly. Nook reflected. The trappings of the Forest, or life with the City Folk, even when he had tried to turn over a New Leaf, Tom Nook had always wanted to get away. Life had a funny way of always catching up to him.
The villagers, many of them from his old lives, craved the comforts the twins were now peddling to them. Maybe it had been a mistake to bring so many of these characters along with him. Then again, if he hadn't… who would be around to pay? Money, after all, is one of the great pleasures of the world.
Among, but not alone. Tom thought as his eyes met with those of his office mate, Isabelle. Isabelle stretched. Her back arched, as she extended her arms above her head. It was like he could see each of her six nipples' delicate outlines behind that coral Nook, Inc. button down. Maybe, just maybe he should have only brought Isabelle.
A fire in awoke in Tom that moment. He now knew that without a doubt that he absolutely must have Isabelle. He needed with all of his being to bring her to the absolute height of pleasure.
In his mind Tom had already bounded over to Isabelle, lifted her mightily, and slammed her back down on the workbench. He was kissing her. His little human hands ran through her ears like they were human hair. Her sloppy dog kisses even tasted like the most erotic fruit of all… pears. He licked and savored her crisp yet gooey drool.
Soon it was too much and his hands made their way down the bulbous back of her khaki shorts. He squeezed tight.
"I caught your ass!" He declared.
Isabelle let out a light moan and stared hungrily into Tom's eyes.
"No, wait…" Tom said, looking back into hers with a fiery passion.
Isabelle licked his neck.
"It's at least a C+!" Tom roared before kissing her again.
Isabelle broke away, reaching down and tearing her shorts to shreds. She twisted on the workbench, her back to Tom. She leaned down on all fours, and looked back at him.
"Tom," she said.
"Yes, my sweet Bitch?" He asked.
She was now looking stoically forward at the back of K.K.'s head through the front window. K.K. was playing K.K. Groove, and it wasn't the only thing she wanted to Tom to "into the" tonight.
"Take this ass to obedience school!" she commanded, spreading her hind side for his taking.
Tom grasped his big veiny Tanuki cock and positioned it at the blistering entrance into her tiny twisted anus. She howled with pleasure…
It was at this moment then that Tom remembered this was all in his head and not actually happening, but it was too late. He had ejaculated in his pants.
The wave of shame and sadness that overcame his head was second only to the wave of cold and dampness running down his inner leg.
Wanting to cover up his thought crime as much as possible, he broke the eye contact that he had established with Isabelle from across the room a few moments ago. He turned back to the workbench and began cleaning off his hammer. The silence was uncomfortably long.
"Tom?" Isabelle asked.
This next silence was even longer. Tom's chest felt like it was going to cave in. Did she know what had happened between them in the dim light of his horny mind?
"Yes?" Tom asked, weakly, hoping for nothing more than this moment to pass.
"You just said all of that out loud. I know what you were imagining, and I think you're disgusting." She said curtly.
This third silence, was remarkable.
"Fuck." Tom said.