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The summer sun was beaming down on the humble town of New Leaf, bathing it and its inhabitants in its comforting warmth. The flowers were blooming, the butterflies were frolicking, and the sea bass were plentiful. The town’s residents were all out and about, enjoying the great weather and living their best lives. All… save for two; the mayor and his secretary.
Both were locked away inside the town hall. This wasn’t unusual for them. The two were often working hard, giving their all for the sake of the town. One would be forgiven for thinking that was what they were doing today. However, if one were to step foot into the town hall, they’d find the front desk unmanned, no sign of the lovely Isabelle to be found. And… if one were to approach the doors to your office, they would be greeted to the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, along with the rapid jingling of bells.
*plap* *ring* *plap* “Mayor…” *plap* *ring* *plap* “H-Harder…” *plap* *ring* *plap* “Oh…”
Your lovely secretary was cooing most adorably, egging you on into ploughing her even harder than you already were. Isabelle was laying atop your desk, your own body leaning down over hers. Her short arms and legs clung to you with desperate need as you sawed your dick in and out of her dripping wet snatch, each thrust causing her body to spasm, her plump breasts performing a hypnotic bounce with every impact against her battered cervix. Was this scenario born from a secret, scandalous relationship between mayor and secretary? Well, not exactly. Isabelle was simply in heat!
Most of the residents of New Leaf were slaves to some form of mating cycle, and Isabelle was no exception. While most residents would lock themselves away within their homes under the pretence of being “sick”, Isabelle was not afforded that option. She was the secretary to the mayor. She couldn’t just take a couple weeks off to pleasure herself in her room all day. Luckily for her, you had the perfect solution in mind.
As mayor, Isabelle’s continued good health was of high priority to you. You made an effort to remind her to take breaks, to eat regular meals, and to use up the annual leave she was entitled to. So, upon learning of her heat, you offered to assist her in placating her body’s urges so that she would be able to focus on her work (and so that you could also indulge your own desires for the fluffy pooch, desires that were very mutually shared by your secretary).
And thus, you and Isabelle began to regularly engage in intimacy, the pair of you having fucked well over a few dozen times these past few days. Which brings us back to your current session of copulation with her, your fourth of the day in fact, where you were currently fucking Isabelle into your desk, the old wood creaking beneath her each time your body came down atop her’s.
“Harder Mayor! Fuck me harder! Fucking ravage me!”
Hearing Isabelle say such inappropriate words always gave you a thrill. Her hot pussy clung to your dick tightly; her sex having moulded itself to your shape after four days of frequent rutting. A great fire was burning within your own loins, as well as Isabelle’s. Both of you were close. With one final thrust, you pressed yourself firmly into Isabelle, enjoying the feel of her soft, fluffy fur brushing against your bare flesh as you sheathed your entire length into her welcoming sex.
Isabelle howled as she came, even that sounding more adorable than bestial when coming from her. She clung to you tightly, her paws digging into your back somewhat painfully, not that you took much notice as the pleasure you felt easily dwarfed such agonies.
Your cock spasmed as hot cum surged up your shaft before exploding into the condom that wrapped your length. Being in heat, Isabelle was naturally highly fertile right now. Even a single drop of your semen would be enough to knock her up so proper protection was paramount.
The two of you were reduced to heaving messes as you came down from your respective highs. You soon felt Isabelle licking your face, lapping up some of your sweat while staring at you with melty eyes filled with pure adoration. You managed to pull yourself out of her grip, carefully withdrawing from her well-fucked cunt. You removed the now full condom, carefully tying the opening into a knot before tossing the cum balloon into the trash, where several more used condoms could be found.
Feeling weak in the knees, you collapsed back into your chair to catch your breath. Isabelle on the other hand was still quite full of energy. With a pep in her step, she hopped off of your desk before falling to her knees between your spread legs. A small gasp escaped your lips as Isabelle took hold of your still sensitive rod with her paws, gently grasping it by the base as her tongue extended from her mouth towards your tip.
Isabelle began licking your cock, cleaning up the remnants of your cum. You gently petted her head, causing Isabelle’s eyes to flicker up to meet your own as you repeatedly called her a “good girl”, your praises lighting a powerful fire within your secretary, reflected in her tonguework becoming more frantic. Your words… Your taste… Your scent… It was all almost too much for her!
With no small amount of willpower, Isabelle was eventually able to tear herself away from your dick, your phallus now both spotless and fully erect, just in time for the next round!
Isabelle grabbed a condom from your top drawer, slipping it onto your erect member. She then proceeded to climb up into your lap, her body now hovering over your dick, there being less than an inch between your manhood and her pussy.
“I’ll take the lead for this one, Mayor!”
You readily accepted, still feeling fatigued from the prior round. Isabelle slowly lowered herself down your length, shivering as your final inch slipped inside her. She took a moment to savour the feeling of having you fully sheathed within her. You were so big; too big for her. And yet Isabelle loved that feeling of being stuffed full of your cock. It was something she had been longing for for some time, even before her heat. She just couldn’t get enough!
Planting her paws on your shoulders, Isabelle began to bounce in your lap, lightly at first; her velvety sex slipping up and down your shaft, giving your dick a tight squeeze to mark every complete descent. Your own hands gravitated towards Isabelle’s hips and began to lightly rub them. You appreciated her curves as Isabelle picked up her pace, your office soon filling with the sounds of sex once more.
As Isabelle rode you, your eyes naturally fell upon her bouncing breasts. These puppies had often caught your gaze in the past. Unbeknownst to you however, was that Isabelle was well aware of your previous admiration of her assets. In fact, in some of her more… unprofessional moments, she would purposefully tease you a bit, undoing the top button of her blouse to expose a slither of cleavage to you while she bent over your desk to talk you through some documents. She always made sure they were unimportant ones though, knowing that you wouldn’t be fully listening.
As Isabelle’s bounces grew more powerful and frantic, you pulled her into a tight hug. Her soft breasts smushed against your chest as you pressed your lips against Isabelle’s. Tongues intertwined, the two of you moaning into one another’s mouths as Isabelle brought the pair of you to climax, powerful orgasms rocking through your respective systems as you filled the dampening condom with another thick load of your cum.
“Hah… That was… amazing… Mayor…” Isabelle murmured as her head slumped against your shoulder.
“Yeah… it was…” you murmured back as you gently rubbed Isabelle’s back, eliciting some adorable mewls from the fluffy doggo.
“You satisfied yet?” you soon asked Isabelle, who gave you a sheepish grin.
“Maybe… one more round?” she asked, batting her eyelashes, not that it was needed.
“Sure… One more round. I’ll take the lead again.”
Isabelle nodded obediently, hopping out of your lap. She moved back to your desk, this time leaning over it. Isabelle enjoyed every position, but she especially liked it when you took her from behind, likely due to her nature as a dog. It was a fitting way to end off this session of copulation.
However, an issue soon arose as your hand reached into your drawer for another condom, only to be unable to find one. You pulled it fully open, trying to spy one but to no avail.
“Shit… We’re out of condoms!”
“We are?!”
Perhaps this shouldn’t be so surprising, given how many times you and Isabelle have fucked today. You’ve definitely cum well over a dozen times since arriving at the town hall this morning. It was no wonder that the condom supply had run dry.
“Sorry Isabelle. We’ll need to put this on hold for now. I’ll go get some more from the Nooklings later.”
Isabelle nodded in sad understanding. She knew that the two of you shouldn’t have sex without protection, but that longing in her loins was almost unbearable! There was no way she could focus on her work after stopping just shy of complete satisfaction!
It was then that a thought occurred to her, one that Isabelle would never even consider entertaining if she was in her right state of mind. But under the influence of her out of control hormones, this idea seemed quite appealing to the Shih Tzu.
“Maybe… Maybe we could just do it raw?”
“But Isabelle, if we do that, you could…”
“It’ll be fine if you just pull out!”
Just pull out, huh? That was easy to say but would you be able to actually do it? Would you be able to find the strength to pull yourself out of the best pussy you had ever experienced, especially when there would be no condom to somewhat dull the heavenly grip of this perfect snatch?
“Please Mayor… I… I need you…”
Her voice was dripping with desire. Isabelle peppered her request with adorable needy mewls as she began to shake her plump behind in a hypnotic rhythm to entice you. It was all too powerful of a combo for you to think straight while witnessing, especially as you stared directly at Isabelle’s inviting cunt.
“Fuck it!”
A happy yelp escaped Isabelle’s lips as you planted your hands firmly on her sides, holding her still as you lined up your unprotected dick with her fluffy muff.
“I just gotta pull out… I just gotta pull out…” you quietly repeated to yourself as you began to push into Isabelle for one final time.
This was the first time you had penetrated Isabelle without a condom. You figured it would feel a little better than usual, but you weren’t expecting it to feel this good! Her melty molten pussy embraced your naked shaft with immense affection. The gooey heat was intense, as was the pressure from her pussy’s grip, each withdrawal taking no small amount of effort to complete. To think the condoms had been protecting you from this. The Nooklings truly never skimmed on product quality!
You quickly began to fuck Isabelle with near wild abandon. Your hands snaked their way up her body, clasping hold of her swinging breasts, your fingers sinking deep into their furry flesh. Isabelle was yelping like a newborn pup, clearly enjoying the ravaging you were giving her. Like you, she was overwhelmed by just how good raw sex felt. The sensation of the bare flesh of your hard, pulsating cock sawing against her soft, sticky vaginal walls was almost mind-numbing to her. Isabelle wasn’t sure she could go back to condoms after this, and you were having similar feelings.
Your pace continued to quicken, until your thrusts reached a fever pitch. Isabelle was reduced to speaking gibberish, save for the occasional “mayor”. She was getting close to her limit, as were you. But you knew that no matter how badly that you wanted to bust a nut inside her, you needed to pull out.
“Just a few more seconds…” you told yourself as you gave Isabelle a particularly hard series of thrusts, each one punctuated with a resounding plap.
“Just a few more seconds…” you repeated again, that last set of thrusts not enough to completely satisfy you as you hilted yourself inside Isabelle once more.
You repeated those words to yourself over and over again, your body leaning down closer into Isabelle’s each time you finished delivering a salvo of powerful thrusts to her cervix until you were practically crushing her between your body and the desk.
“I need to pull out. I need to pull out. I need to pull out.”
You started to internally chant these words, desperately trying to find the strength needed to withdraw from this perfect pooch cooch. And as if sensing your intentions, Isabelle’s hormone flooded mind began to speak out.
“Don’t pull out, Mayor! Cum inside me! Give me your pups! Breed me like the slutty secretary I am!”
With her hormones at the helm, Isabelle’s deepest feelings were escaping her lips without going through any form of filter. You knew this, but even with that knowledge, you didn’t see how you could pull out after hearing those words. What man could pull out of a woman begging him to knock her up?
“FUCK IT!! GET PREGNANT ISABELLE!!!”
You yelled those orders at the top of your lungs as you slammed into Isabelle with every last ounce of strength that your fatigued body could muster. Your dick punched through her cervix, the head entering her womb as your piping hot spunk began to rise up your shaft.
High-pitched squeals of pure ecstasy were flung from Isabelle’s lungs as an explosion of molten hotness flooded her depths. The blonde dog’s entire body spasmed beneath you as she was rocked by the most intense orgasm she had ever felt; her eyes rolling back, lips curled into a manic smile as you thoroughly seeded her.
The cum just kept on coming, spurt after thick spurt firing from your dick and into Isabelle’s womb, the unprotected and highly fertile chamber quickly filled to the brim, forced to expand as you kept releasing more cum than you should even be capable of producing. Your sperm surged into Isabelle’s tubes in search of her eggs, and one by one, said eggs submitted, knocking the shortstack up with your litter.
The two of you were reduced to heaving messes, laying in a heap atop your desk, your wilting cock still plugging up Isabelle’s pussy, her clingy walls refusing to let your softening member go.
As you both tried to catch your breaths, clarity slowly returned to your minds. The two of you had done the one thing that you shouldn’t. There was no way that Isabelle wasn’t pregnant after that. Her flat stomach was literally bulging beneath her from all the cum you poured inside her. Her poor eggs wouldn’t stand a chance! And yet… neither of you felt too broken up about it.
You could feel Isabelle trying to turn herself around underneath you. With what little strength you still had, you lifted yourself up enough to allow Isabelle to roll over, your mate now laying on her back, gazing up at you with eyes filled with affection and a breathy smile that was almost enough to reignite the fire in your loins.
“Heh… heh… I guess we got a little carried away there, huh Mayor? Or should I call you daddy now?”
You let out a small chuckle, your cheeks heating up slightly as the implications really began to sink in. You planted a hand atop Isabelle’s swollen belly, giving her some gentle rubs that causing her to squirm while you thought about the little lives that were taking root inside her.
“Looks like we’ll be even more busy going forward.”
“Mmm… Building a town, while also building a family. Mayor, I… I love you… You know?”
“Yeah… I… I love you too… Isabelle…”
With those confessions made, you leaned down to share a kiss with Isabelle, one that was long and tender. You felt her insides squeeze around your member throughout the kiss’s duration, managing to restore some life to your softened organ. The kiss’s end was marked by the ringing of the town hall’s bell, signalling the turning of the hour.
“It’s time for our lunch breaks.” Isabelle commented.
“Yeah…” you responded.
“Mayor? I know you’re probably really hungry after all that, but do you think… maybe we could…?”
Isabelle lightly rocked her hips against you as she fluttered her eyelashes at you. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
“Geez Isabelle… I hope you’re not this horny when you’re out of your heat!”
“I guess you’ll find out!” she replied with a sultry smirk, making you excited for what was to come.
Grabbing her by the hips, you pulled Isabelle back into you, eliciting an excited yelp from the pooch as you stirred up her cum-filled insides before jumping into yet another round of copulation. Suffice to say, you ended up skipping lunch that day.