Short but Stacky 12 - (Shortstacks Stories)
Episode: 'Turning a New Leaf: Mayoral Escalation (2) (Hazel/Animal Crossing)'
There is such a thing as 'regret by booze'.
Hazel was guilty of such crime when she made the hasty and very stupid thing of petitioning a new ordinance to the mayor. New guy, extremely likable, human but... yeah, she didn't see a reason to expect the idea of 'being bottomless is now fine and legal' being accepted.
Hell, she had been dared by some pricks about it, especially since she constantly whined about how infuriating it was to wear pants while exercising. She could go full bottomless when she was alone at home, but it always nagged her how it left her with ruined pants when she went to train outdoors.
Hazel was a practical squirrel. And a social one. Staying at home all the time wasn't part of her habits, so she felt a bit 'bold' in dropping in this suggested idea. She thought it would have been a fun joke. And now she was wandering around and seeing other villagers wandering around pantless.
Male or female - it didn't matter, Hazel felt her red jacket shirt tight against her breasts as she felt her poor heart thumping at the sight of so many pussies and dicks. The worst part was that she found the sight hot. And that the other villagers were fine with this.
What about decency? What about depravity?
None seemed to matter as the town became semi-nudist in the span of a few days. And even Hazel, despite her many worries, started to wander without anything to cover her legs and groin.
Only her red jacket, and a lot of confidence that briefly faltered as she stepped out of her home. People noticed her, but hardly anyone paid attention to her lower body. Surprisingly enough, most of those that looked were fellow girls. And that stirred in Hazel a bit of a pleasure that she hardly thought possible.
And it got beautifully worse as she started to do exercises. She did some proper squatting, and she felt gazes upon her. In a normal situation, she would have cracked at this pressure and bolted back home. But Hazel persisted, and... the squirrel felt an unique feeling of 'tingliness' by her crotch.
She came back home with a wet trail running down her right leg.
For a week, Hazel did this and she felt... less regreful. And even more aroused by the idea of what this opportunity offered her. She learned a new world of bliss that she felt delighted to know others also enjoyed and that's where she got a new idea: she would thank the mayor!
It had been something that felt fitting. The guy had vision, and he clearly had taken this suggestion seriously. It was the least for her to do and, while she could just appoint a time to be received, she decided the best option was to first approach Isabelle.
The secretary had a rather intense view of her superior. Hazel didn't miss on the lovey-dovey tone the pup would adopt when she talked about the man. And as she inquired on what to do to get some proper thanks done, Isabelle lost her shit. In a good way.
Okay, maybe in a very lewd way, but that day Hazel went back home with trembling legs, some hot ideas, and a very clear understanding on why so many girls wanted to get appointments with the mayor despite having nothing of concern to bring to his attention.
And it gave Hazel something to lust about.
Sure, Hazel was a sportly girl, but she was still a girl. A very lonely girl at that. And one that could see an opportunity - a reason to get laid. She couldn't believe it. Maybe she was overthinking it- maybe the Squirrel's luck had found its limit.
But...
"A-Are you sure it is fine?"
Hazel had been told by Isabelle that she had the biggest ass around. It had been usually reason for teasing by others, but in this instance this was coming to play clutch. The mayor hadn't sounded that willing to 'push' her into sex, but Hazel wanted to be boned.
The squirrel just saw a picture of his dick through Isabelle's phone, then had the opportunity to shake hands with the guy, talk with him, get a vibe of what he was all about, and her body was geared up for it - she was ready but... for what, precisely?
As much as this entire visit stemmed from a deep urge to get deep fucked by the finest piece of meat slab in the village, Hazel was still unprepared for what kind of deep desire she also felt within herself.
Having lived for a long time alone in her house, the notion of 'mating' and 'copulation' had been one of many perplexities. After all, hardly anyone around matched her stamina and secret libido. But as she felt his hands squeezing at her huge butt, and then felt the mayor use her buns as a warm and slick space to rub his meaty cock against-
Well, an idea popped inside Hazel's silly mind: what if she pulled an 'Isabelle'? After all, the dog girl had been honest about one element many would be embarrassed to mention - she was pregnant, and the mayor was the willing father.
That news shocked her, even more when the secretary admitted that she liked the idea of 'repopulating' the village and... Truth be told, Hazel found herself agreeing to this background important issue. The village had been growing less prominent due to migrations of its denizens.
A lot of the original families had moved out, and those that had moved in had little to no plan to breed around. Calm people, individuals that sought the peace this rural heaven. Of course, there were people that were unsatisfied with just that.
Single girls were, after all, always looking for a chance to establish stronger roots. And while the morality of such event may be questioned by many, the truth of the mayor getting asked by so many women was proof that the game was based on equal footing between the bitches and the breeder.
She wasn't any different. "P-Please, fuck me already~. Stop fiddling around."
Hazel's request was followed through moments later. Re-adjusting her position, the mayor soon lined up his bitch-breaker and soon slammed the entire length inside her pussy. She felt her world rocked, and yet she was soon squatting like a sporty whore over that rod.
It wasn't the squirrel's first time, but the way this was going - the way it would then become common for her whenever she would ask to have her itch scratched - left her knowing she was lucky. No, actually, Isabelle was lucky for getting these pups in her womb as early as she did.
Hazel felt coerced by a sense of competition to keep up with such a depraved urge, knowing that a creampie wouldn't do. And it was in that 'Challenge of Resistance' that the squirrel picked up how bad she wanted this. Sure, it all started out of a silly drunk moment, but it carried enough momentum that-
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
That she felt like this was needed. That this was the moment she had been waiting for for so long. The moment she would get laid, and prepare for a family. Marriage may not be in the menu, but Hazel hardly thought herself the regular wife-kind of squirrel. Especially with how complex the world was in that village.
And as she left after that first session, her womb bloated and a single pair of dark panties given to her by Isabelle keeping her from spilling things out, Hazel found sleep with ease once at home.
Some may have regrets at this point. Hazel didn't. She had questions, yes, but it was all answered by talking with Isabelle and the mayor. The former had done all the planning for this 'harem', out of a deep desire to have a big family, but the latter was equally helpful in rendering this future possible without being authoritarian over his ways.
At this point, Hazel was just fine with one thing as the local doctor gave her the big news that her new weight was not due to over-eating.
I hope I get at least a boy out of this, and maybe the rest to be girls.
AN
Hazel gets plapped! And next time... a certain Gormotti finds love as an AU sees her intended lover sticks to just two girls. Time to cuddle with the cute Welsh kit-kat!
