Animal Crossing: My Life As Mayor
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Before today, I had never taken a train before. I wasn’t sure where I was heading, only that I was given 1,000 bells by my family and told to have a great life. The ride was rather relaxing, actually; the summer heat wasn’t a problem due to the air flowing through the car, and I was basically alone without any distractions.
That is, until he walked in.
“Hello, how are you today?”
I soon found out his name was Rover, and although this blue cat had good intentions, by God was he annoying. He kept asking me personal questions, most of which I didn’t think he had any business knowing: “Where am I going? Do I have money? Would I loan him some money? Boxers or briefs?” some pretty intruding topics, I thought. I was all too happy when I felt the train begin to slow down.
“Here we are! Animal Village!” I assumed it was the conductor’s voice that rang out through the car, but I didn’t care enough to look – I ran as fast as my feet would carry me away from Rover and into my new life. Being polite, I gave Rover a smile and wave before I left – I don’t want to burn any bridges should I meet him again.
I stepped outside and instantly groaned in annoyance – the summer sun was out in full force and I could already feel sweat trickling down my face. I looked around at my new hometown; it was very nice, at least for a small village like this. There was a general store not a few feet away, right next to what looked to be a fabric shop. There’s shopping, at least.
“Hello, I’ve been waiting for you!”
My head turned at the sound of a female’s voice. I wasn’t expecting who came next, but I was very happy to see her.
“Hello, I’m Isabelle!”
She was a yellow dog, a Shih Tzu if I knew my breeds correctly. She wore a jingle bell attached to a red ribbon tying her hair. Her clothing looked somewhat professional: a green vest covering a white t-shirt, and a darker green mini-skirt.
Before I continue, I should mention that I am a pervert – a huge pervert. Most people would smile at Isabelle, maybe even shake her paw – I was more distracted with thoughts of what she’d look like without that skirt on.
“Hello, sir? Mr. Mayor?” Isabelle looked concerned, waving a paw in front of my face. “Mr. Mayor? Hello?”
“Uh, mayor?” I snapped back at the name she had been calling me. “No, I’m not the mayor, I’m—”
“There’s no time for that, Mr. Mayor!” Isabelle grabbed my wrist and started pulling me along. “I’ve been waiting for you for weeks now, you know!”
“That’s great and all, but I’m not—whoa!” Isabelle started to run and we soon approached a much larger building where she quickly threw open the door and ushered me inside. I stopped, taking a breath. “I’m … not your mayor.”
“Yes, of course you are!” Isabelle gave me a warm smile. “You were sent here from the next town because we’ve needed someone, remember?” I scratched my head; I didn’t remember ever hearing about this. As far as I knew, I was just moving in to get out on my own. “Anyway,” Isabelle’s smile didn’t leave as she spoke, “Like I said, my name is Isabelle, and I’ll be your secretary from now on. I’ll do anything I can to help you!”
“Anything?” I asked. I hoped she didn’t notice the lustful look in my eyes. “Anything at all?” Isabelle quickly nodded.
“Yes, if there’s anything I can do, just let me know!” Isabelle assured me. “I’ll do whatever you need.”
I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall, pretending to be lost in thought over the topic.
“Well, there is one thing you could help me with.” I replied. I smirked, but she didn’t notice it.
“Oh, yes! Whatever you need, just name it!”
….
“Mr. Mayor! That’s it! Faster!”
My fantasies of what Isabelle looked like without a skirt had come true in less than 10 minutes.
I had my dog secretary bent over my new desk, pink panties at her feet and skirt on the floor while I fucked her like the bitch in heat that she was. She moaned loud enough that I feared the entire village could hear her, but being balls deep in my apparently submissive secretary drowned out any worries I had.
“Oh, yes! Mr. Mayor! Fuck me harder, please!” Isabelle begged. “Please, I’m gonna cum!”
“Already?” I was surprised, but continuing thrusting. “It doesn’t take you long at all, huh?” I felt my own orgasm approaching as well – all I wanted was a quickie to relax from my trip, and Isabelle had been happy to oblige. “I’m getting close, too. Where do you want it?”
“Cum inside me, please!” I heard Isabelle’s claws frantically scratch on the desk under her as I forced her body forward with every move I made. “I’m yours from today on, go ahead and claim me!” The sounds of her moaning and the hard scratching of her claws from the pleasure I gave her were starting to become to much for my mind to bear.
“I’m gonna cum …!” I groaned, taking a firm hold on her waist and thrusting as fast as I could, the sound of my balls slapping against her furry body filling my ears.
“Cum inside me! Make me your new bitch!” Isabelle turned to me, her eyes filled with pure lust. “Come on, Mr. Mayor. Fill me.” Isabelle licked her lips. “We’re not leaving this room until you’re satisfied.”
With one final shove inside, I felt my orgasm hit like a ton of bricks; ropes of my cum shot into Isabelle, which must’ve been enough to set her off as well. Her moans filled the room, to the point where I thought the animal in her was going to make her howl.
“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Isabelle collapsed onto the desk, her soaking pussy squeezing my cock while her juices ran down it. I slowly pulled out; looking at her while she turned to look back. “Thank you, Mr. Mayor … that was incredible. Are you ready to see the town?”
“You said we’re not leaving until I’m satisfied, right?” I asked while sitting down in the large office chair next to me.
“Of course, sir, and I meant it.” Isabelle replied with a nod. “As your bitch—I mean, as your secretary, it’s my job to make sure you have whatever you need.”
“We’ll keep †˜bitch’ between us and use †˜secretary’ around town.” I grinned. Isabelle blushed, nodding in agreement. “Well, I see there’s a good bit of space under my desk here.” I pushed the chair backwards with my feet, gesturing to the spot in front of me. Isabelle, still lying on her stomach, nodded.
“Right away, sir.” Isabelle smiled and moved to her knees, crawling under the desk. I pushed the chair forward enough to hide her from view, soon feeling her paws pull my pants down further to my ankles. Before I could tell her what to do, Isabelle took every inch of my cock into her mouth, eagerly bobbing her head. “Mmmm … †˜ish dis good?”
I wanted to say “don’t talk with your mouth full” but I wasn’t going to ruin the moment.
“Very good.” I nodded although she couldn’t see me. “Don’t stop.”
Isabelle didn’t even slow down – she moved faster now, her tongue licking around the head of my cock when she pulled back, only stopping when she went back down. The feeling of her soft, furry paws on my shaft made me throb in her mouth. I leaned back in the chair, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth. This didn’t faze her at all – she continued moving on me, moaning into the blowjob as she went. I looked down, seeing one of her paws had found its way between her legs and she was furiously masturbating while sucking me off.
Before I had a chance to warn her, my second orgasm struck me and I unleashed my next load of cum into Isabelle’s mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise as she tried to swallow every drop while her own orgasm hit at the same time. I could hear every gulp before she pulled away, looking up at me with some of my cum in her fur.
“Was I good, Mr. Mayor?” Isabelle’s smile was so innocent, you’d think she had never even heard the word “sex” before in her life. I nodded, but this was all I could manage – I was out of breath from that intense climax. Isabelle stood up, her tail wagging; this was absolutely adorable but I couldn’t bring myself to comment. “I’m glad!” Isabelle watched me stand and pull up my pants.
“You’re a fantastic worker.” I smirked, patting her ass under her tail as we headed for the door. Isabelle giggled and held the door open for me. “Where are we going?” I asked.
“I’ll show you where you’re going to live first.” Isabelle replied. She leaned in close. “There’s a bed that needs broken in.” she whispered. “Are you ready to go, Mr. Mayor?”
I watched Isabelle’s ass shake as she lead me through the village, completely ignoring the waving villagers and onlookers. I could only think of one thing: beginning my new life and fucking my secretary doggie-style on my new bed.
I think I’m going to like it here.
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Before today, I had never taken a train before. I wasn’t sure where I was heading, only that I was given 1,000 bells by my family and told to have a great life. The ride was rather relaxing, actually; the summer heat wasn’t a problem due to the air flowing through the car, and I was basically alone without any distractions.
That is, until he walked in.
“Hello, how are you today?”
I soon found out his name was Rover, and although this blue cat had good intentions, by God was he annoying. He kept asking me personal questions, most of which I didn’t think he had any business knowing: “Where am I going? Do I have money? Would I loan him some money? Boxers or briefs?” some pretty intruding topics, I thought. I was all too happy when I felt the train begin to slow down.
“Here we are! Animal Village!” I assumed it was the conductor’s voice that rang out through the car, but I didn’t care enough to look – I ran as fast as my feet would carry me away from Rover and into my new life. Being polite, I gave Rover a smile and wave before I left – I don’t want to burn any bridges should I meet him again.
I stepped outside and instantly groaned in annoyance – the summer sun was out in full force and I could already feel sweat trickling down my face. I looked around at my new hometown; it was very nice, at least for a small village like this. There was a general store not a few feet away, right next to what looked to be a fabric shop. There’s shopping, at least.
“Hello, I’ve been waiting for you!”
My head turned at the sound of a female’s voice. I wasn’t expecting who came next, but I was very happy to see her.
“Hello, I’m Isabelle!”
She was a yellow dog, a Shih Tzu if I knew my breeds correctly. She wore a jingle bell attached to a red ribbon tying her hair. Her clothing looked somewhat professional: a green vest covering a white t-shirt, and a darker green mini-skirt.
Before I continue, I should mention that I am a pervert – a huge pervert. Most people would smile at Isabelle, maybe even shake her paw – I was more distracted with thoughts of what she’d look like without that skirt on.
“Hello, sir? Mr. Mayor?” Isabelle looked concerned, waving a paw in front of my face. “Mr. Mayor? Hello?”
“Uh, mayor?” I snapped back at the name she had been calling me. “No, I’m not the mayor, I’m—”
“There’s no time for that, Mr. Mayor!” Isabelle grabbed my wrist and started pulling me along. “I’ve been waiting for you for weeks now, you know!”
“That’s great and all, but I’m not—whoa!” Isabelle started to run and we soon approached a much larger building where she quickly threw open the door and ushered me inside. I stopped, taking a breath. “I’m … not your mayor.”
“Yes, of course you are!” Isabelle gave me a warm smile. “You were sent here from the next town because we’ve needed someone, remember?” I scratched my head; I didn’t remember ever hearing about this. As far as I knew, I was just moving in to get out on my own. “Anyway,” Isabelle’s smile didn’t leave as she spoke, “Like I said, my name is Isabelle, and I’ll be your secretary from now on. I’ll do anything I can to help you!”
“Anything?” I asked. I hoped she didn’t notice the lustful look in my eyes. “Anything at all?” Isabelle quickly nodded.
“Yes, if there’s anything I can do, just let me know!” Isabelle assured me. “I’ll do whatever you need.”
I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall, pretending to be lost in thought over the topic.
“Well, there is one thing you could help me with.” I replied. I smirked, but she didn’t notice it.
“Oh, yes! Whatever you need, just name it!”
….
“Mr. Mayor! That’s it! Faster!”
My fantasies of what Isabelle looked like without a skirt had come true in less than 10 minutes.
I had my dog secretary bent over my new desk, pink panties at her feet and skirt on the floor while I fucked her like the bitch in heat that she was. She moaned loud enough that I feared the entire village could hear her, but being balls deep in my apparently submissive secretary drowned out any worries I had.
“Oh, yes! Mr. Mayor! Fuck me harder, please!” Isabelle begged. “Please, I’m gonna cum!”
“Already?” I was surprised, but continuing thrusting. “It doesn’t take you long at all, huh?” I felt my own orgasm approaching as well – all I wanted was a quickie to relax from my trip, and Isabelle had been happy to oblige. “I’m getting close, too. Where do you want it?”
“Cum inside me, please!” I heard Isabelle’s claws frantically scratch on the desk under her as I forced her body forward with every move I made. “I’m yours from today on, go ahead and claim me!” The sounds of her moaning and the hard scratching of her claws from the pleasure I gave her were starting to become to much for my mind to bear.
“I’m gonna cum …!” I groaned, taking a firm hold on her waist and thrusting as fast as I could, the sound of my balls slapping against her furry body filling my ears.
“Cum inside me! Make me your new bitch!” Isabelle turned to me, her eyes filled with pure lust. “Come on, Mr. Mayor. Fill me.” Isabelle licked her lips. “We’re not leaving this room until you’re satisfied.”
With one final shove inside, I felt my orgasm hit like a ton of bricks; ropes of my cum shot into Isabelle, which must’ve been enough to set her off as well. Her moans filled the room, to the point where I thought the animal in her was going to make her howl.
“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Isabelle collapsed onto the desk, her soaking pussy squeezing my cock while her juices ran down it. I slowly pulled out; looking at her while she turned to look back. “Thank you, Mr. Mayor … that was incredible. Are you ready to see the town?”
“You said we’re not leaving until I’m satisfied, right?” I asked while sitting down in the large office chair next to me.
“Of course, sir, and I meant it.” Isabelle replied with a nod. “As your bitch—I mean, as your secretary, it’s my job to make sure you have whatever you need.”
“We’ll keep †˜bitch’ between us and use †˜secretary’ around town.” I grinned. Isabelle blushed, nodding in agreement. “Well, I see there’s a good bit of space under my desk here.” I pushed the chair backwards with my feet, gesturing to the spot in front of me. Isabelle, still lying on her stomach, nodded.
“Right away, sir.” Isabelle smiled and moved to her knees, crawling under the desk. I pushed the chair forward enough to hide her from view, soon feeling her paws pull my pants down further to my ankles. Before I could tell her what to do, Isabelle took every inch of my cock into her mouth, eagerly bobbing her head. “Mmmm … †˜ish dis good?”
I wanted to say “don’t talk with your mouth full” but I wasn’t going to ruin the moment.
“Very good.” I nodded although she couldn’t see me. “Don’t stop.”
Isabelle didn’t even slow down – she moved faster now, her tongue licking around the head of my cock when she pulled back, only stopping when she went back down. The feeling of her soft, furry paws on my shaft made me throb in her mouth. I leaned back in the chair, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth. This didn’t faze her at all – she continued moving on me, moaning into the blowjob as she went. I looked down, seeing one of her paws had found its way between her legs and she was furiously masturbating while sucking me off.
Before I had a chance to warn her, my second orgasm struck me and I unleashed my next load of cum into Isabelle’s mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise as she tried to swallow every drop while her own orgasm hit at the same time. I could hear every gulp before she pulled away, looking up at me with some of my cum in her fur.
“Was I good, Mr. Mayor?” Isabelle’s smile was so innocent, you’d think she had never even heard the word “sex” before in her life. I nodded, but this was all I could manage – I was out of breath from that intense climax. Isabelle stood up, her tail wagging; this was absolutely adorable but I couldn’t bring myself to comment. “I’m glad!” Isabelle watched me stand and pull up my pants.
“You’re a fantastic worker.” I smirked, patting her ass under her tail as we headed for the door. Isabelle giggled and held the door open for me. “Where are we going?” I asked.
“I’ll show you where you’re going to live first.” Isabelle replied. She leaned in close. “There’s a bed that needs broken in.” she whispered. “Are you ready to go, Mr. Mayor?”
I watched Isabelle’s ass shake as she lead me through the village, completely ignoring the waving villagers and onlookers. I could only think of one thing: beginning my new life and fucking my secretary doggie-style on my new bed.
I think I’m going to like it here.