Short but Stacky 7 - (Shortstacks Stories)

Episode: 'A Spicy Derailment: Good Kitty (1) (Olive/High Guardian Spice)'

What happens when you are a henchgirl to a group of villainous morons? You lose. And you lose big times.

Well, not 'big time' to the point of, you know, dying, but enough to be in a rather precarious situation of life. Yet, Olive had always been the cocky cat from the get go and had always thought herself above some expectations when it comes to 'good vs. evil'. She wasn't exactly a malevolent being, so she expected a degree of good luck by her side if she played her cards right.

So, she was a bit fucked when the four brats that she had thought too weak to pose a threat ended up wrecking the Triumvirate and 'save the world'.

Olive was suddenly unemployed, homeless, and a wanted kit-cat.

Without hesitation, she bailed from immediate arrest, refusing to be jailed because she worked for the wrong side of history this time around. And while the 'heroines' were quite the pieces of work at this point, the cat-girl effortlessly vanished from their vicinity and eluded the 'good guys' as she knew where to hide and they didn't know where she was up to.

Ditching the major urban cities, Olive was aware she would have to relocate to quieter towns for the time being and avoid getting recognized by anyone that knew of her alleged crimes.

It didn't take her too long to find the right little village to relocate for a while but... she didn't expect this to become a more permanent solution. And she definitely didn't expect to do manual work for her current living conditions but- but he happened.

Mark was a normal guy. A farmer, a plain guy, but he had no stakes in giving her shelter when he found her trying to snatch some eggs from his chikens. Then again, Olive could have bolted rather than accept his offer to talk about it, but she was tired at that point.

She had been on the run for months, her life had been quite troubled and surviving without a certainty in regard to food and other stuff sure made her feel a bit 'nostalgic' of a stable circumstance. So, they sat by his kitchen, they talked about it and Olive ended up having a roof over her head and food for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

The price? Helping at the farm since Mark was the sole owner and worker at the place.

The place was indeed huge, and it required a lot of hard-working, but while a lazy kitty as Olive would usually be displeased with working, there was something truly pleasant of not having to worry about being caught and actually enjoying the scenery.

Hell, they even had a nice picnic and she was... just giddy to not do shit for a few hours and eat good food while staring at the wonderful surroundings of the farm. But that's also when she realized, due to her own biological and physical behavior, that she may be getting quite close to Mark.

There's not a proven science over cat-folks' natural behavior, but some cultural aspects were very known to her people: such as when someone was behaving in a submissive and wanton manner towards a potential mate.

To Mark, her act of kneeling by his side and allowing him to pet her head as a praise may not sound much, but to someone like Olive this was a scandalous development which really re-opened a door she had long thought closed: love. And lust.

The cat-girl was falling for the farmer. Which was absurd considering how average he was- yes, he was taller than her and had muscles, but Olive was one that also valued... well, what did she value? Brain, uniqueness, fashion?

Despite her best efforts to 'oppose' this notion and stop herself from creating more trouble than she needed, her body was reacting to 'wanting' more attention. Sometimes it was with lesser clothing on her during the morningtime, or be a bit more 'exposed' while cooling off during the warm times of each day.

He would see her, he would react to her, he would ogle at her shameless display. But he never made a move on her, perhaps aware that these signals were a bit confusing when she was so quick to ditch conversations with Mark. A conflicted feeling of affection and self-preservation that ultimately ended with an 'accident'.

Due to her constant feeling of warmth her body subjected her to, Olive's usual showering schedule had gotten quite irregular. And since she hardly had to worry about Mark stumbling on her as he would only shower at the end of his lengthy shift when she was already squeaky clean and lazing by the couch, the cat-girl had never predicted for one those random urges to clean up to ultimately bite her in the butt.

She was finishing showering, the booth's door open since the last time she had it closed she rammed her face onto it while leaving, and thus she was quite exposed when a tired Mark walked in on her. He was not wearing anything as he had dropped his clothes on his ante-chamber, something that Olive didn't do as she preferred to have her clothes near where she was showering.

So, the feeling of being watched made her look over her shoulder and... he was there. And he was nude. And that's way bigger than she had expected it to be.

His cock was huge- even bigger than some of the monster she had been tempted to seduce in the past, but this- this was inhumanly human. This was the first time she saw a human with that sort of size and... her nose picked up his sweaty layer of filth over his body, and over his cock.

What would be disgusting to many girls made Olive's mouth water at the possibility of getting wrecked by such a large bitch-breaker. At this point, Mark had started to apologize and retreat, something that was predictable considering his reluctance to be too forward, but Olive couldn't accept it.

"No." She said, a single word to freeze up the silly juicy mate behind her, her ass swinging luringly as she saw his gaze lower to it. "Please."

While Olive was too prideful and unwilling to speak up her feelings, her body was more than blunt about it. Mark seemed to pick up what she meant as he took a step forward, then another one and... the shower's door closed behind him as Olive found herself pinned against the wall.

He entered her slowly, sweetly so spreading her and reminding her of how big he was when compared to others. Olive was shuddering at the feeling of having her womb reached and tapped by its head, her body already gearing up for fertilization due to the best match possible for a mate.

Breathing heavily, she nodded as Mark started to slowly thrust in and out of her. The pace picking up relatively fast considering she licked it rough and that it wasn't her first time - well, not her first time in sex, but definitely the first time she was getting bred by such a massive dick.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The wet and squishy noise made by his pelvis slamming against her bubbly butt was also intoxicating in its own way, mostly due to the pleasure exploding with each thunderous thrust into her cock-starving cunt. She had long thought that opportunity - to be made a wife - was long gone due to her short height, but it was clear her farmer hubby did not care of that- actually, he seemed to love pounding his shortstacked kitty full with cum.

Olive was meowing loudly, her moans mixing with feline noises that made her both very embarrassed and very aroused.

"Ah~ Nya-ah~ Harder, Ny-harder~!"

Mark liked to hear her begging as his cock throbbed within her welcoming pussy, her walls tightening as he slapped her round cheeks, reddening those softly as her body reacted to the mixture of pleasure and pain with glee.

The relentless breeding lasted three vigorous rounds and five lengthy hours. Mostly due to Mark's insane stamina and Olive's incredibly frustrating itch by her cunt. The two wasted the rest of the day cuddling in bed and testing out the limits of their relationship.

She tried for a kiss, but she was so flustered that it took her a month to become accustomed to that bond she had with her boss and... mate. Mark was more than fine to marry her if she was pregnant, which made Olive happy since that was a silly fear to push aside.

But as it was still too early to say if that was indeed the case, Olive was more than happy to test out the way love worked and its complex mechanism...

All the while a familiar face of her past wounded up to the very settlement she lived in, trying to find her own peace in life as her relationship hadn't gone as intended.

AN

Despite what many would think of High Guardian Spice, there's to say that Olive is an interesting character to treat as a Shortstack. And she's not the only one as Dwarves are a thing in this show.

Next time we will do a Yordle since people are asking for it and then... Granblue? Dunno. I will listen to all suggestions possible. Remember that some characters can be shortstackified so don't stick by canonical shortstacks.