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"Sally and the Stranger"

Disclaimer: This is a work of parody, intended for adults of age 18+, depending on laws in your local region. All series, characters, locations, etc. remain the rights of their respective owners. All characters present during mature situations depicted as full biological adults. This fanfiction contains themes of size difference (tall + short), dirty talk, and anal intercourse, with other minor themes included.

Special Thanks to my amazing supporters, including: Foxington2, SuperKing, Jessica Bumpus, Matt Schock, DarkRyNo, Nureus, MrAlphaBeta27, and a pleasant panther pal.

-~-Setsune Wiefel-~-

The chocolate chipmunk shut the door behind her, the loud click of the latch carrying through the sparsely decorated hut. "Finally. I thought I'd never tear you away from them." She strides up to you with an analytical gaze, imposing enough for you to take a step back, despite her height being half yours. "You certainly are a tall one. Quite a surprise when Chuck plugged that machine in. Given your shock, and..." she gestures toward your nudity, which suddenly reminds you to cover yourself with your hands, "...exposed state, we can likely rule out a surprise attack."

She turns away from you, striding toward a coat rack matching her shorter stature. The slight wiggle of her teardrop tail betrays her excitement, as her voice remains steady, "So what we're presented with here is a rare opportunity." She slides the blue vest off one sloped shoulder, then the other, hanging it on one of the rounded hooks. "Our back-and-forth with the mad Doctor has gone on for years, and I for one could use some fresh relief." She peeks over her shoulder, azure eye gazing back at you, paired with a mischievous smirk. "I don't like to play around too much with my teammates; it can complicate things, after all." Fully turned now, she struts back your way, hips more noticeably swaying with each step. "And even then, few visitors come along with your-" she pauses, drinking you in from head to tip, "...size, and scale."

Her hand brushes yours away, and wraps around your stiffening shaft in one smooth motion. "So I... am not about to pass up this opportunity." Her other hand brushes along the side, the fingertips tickling along the puffy vein. "And it doesn't look like you'll be complaining." True to her word, your mind has been a blank this whole time. You almost unconsciously decide to put yourself entirely in this petite Princess's paws.

"Hmmm, good answer," she whispers. Her fingers dance down to the tip, pushing back the remainder of foreskin, brushing ever softly across the ridge of the glans. Your cock head tingles like lightning, each wisp of fur tickling across the tender tip. She leans forward, the black bean of her nose hovering a hair's breath away, and takes in a slow, sensual sniff. "That wonderful earthy smell..." she utters, a slight flutter in her voice. Her forward paw pushes backward, exposing you fully to the still air, and she makes a show of licking and wetting her lips, now shiny in the lamp light. Her eyes lift to meet yours, a piercing blue, and without shifting her gaze, her mouth widens, giving you a moment's peek of her rose-colored tongue and saliva-slicked maw, before it fills with your rock-hard phallus.

The warmth works its way down from your tip, the tickle of her tongue brushing along the underside of your cock exquisite as she slides her head forward. Just as her nose bumps into your belly, you feel a change of texture as your tender glans rubs at the edge of her throat. She lingers there, taking in another deep breath of your scent, shuddering on the exhale, before slowly drawing her head back. Her tongue is more actively teasing your shaft as it travels, curling to flick along the sides, while one hand stays wrapped around the base of your dick, holding it in place. The other paw cups around your ballsac, feeling the skin start to strain as the engorging orbs swell within. Her head dips forward again, more quickly this time, easily able to perform the motion from her standing position with a shallow bend forward. The larger scale of her head to her body gives your member more room than you might've first anticipated, and your newfound chipmunk playmate shows a level of expertise as she swallows your shaft.

Bedroom eyes flash up at you once again, the Princess now hungrily bobbing across your saliva-slicked stiffness. Her fingertips wander, tickling and pressing into your perineum; a pleasant pressure. Droplets of precum bead at your tip, each swiftly lapped away by the broad of her tongue. As you feel yourself approaching the early edge of orgasm, she makes a point of slowing, drawing her head back to expose your glazed shaft once again. "It feels like you're ready," she murmurs. Leaving you slightly dazed, she strides over to a poster bed, each corner wrapped with a shimmering see-through silk. A rare frivolity in the otherwise serious hut. She pulls a cylindrical pillow to align with the nearest bedside, then returns to you, grasps your hand in hers, and leads you over to her construction. With a closed-lip chuckle, she lays face forward over the pillow, her hips lifted to perfect height to meet your cockhead. You pause to admire the view, not obvious to you before, as soft, flushed lips nestle under hazelnut fur. But as you start to position your tip to brush across them, she reaches back, and guides your rod upward. To further drive her point home, she reaches back with both paws, and pulls her slim rump cheeks wider, betraying the pink knothole tucked between. You pause in momentary surprise, which prompts a response, "Don't stare for too long. Bio-friendly lube is a little hard to come by, and we don't want you to air dry..."

Needing no further pressing, you touch your dick to her pucker, exerting some steady effort before your wetted tip worms its way in, pushing the ring wide. She takes in a sharp breath, but exhales a lusty moan as more of your member enters her. You hesitate again after a few inches, concerned that her more slender torso might not have room for you the same way her chipmunk cheeks did, but anticipating your inner debate, she turns her head just slightly, crimson coif shifting as she does so, "Don't worry, sweetie, you'll fit just fine. Please, keep going..." The last of your resistance melting, you push the rest of the way into her rear, a low groan slipping from her lips as your hips meet her ass. The coat of saliva providing just enough slickness, you draw back out to the ridge of your head, only to thrust forward roughly, pounding into her achingly hot asshole. She cries out, a twinge of pain, but unmistakable lust, and you let yourself linger within her bowel briefly, before pulling back and plunging again.

You pick up a steady rhythm, her ass cheeks clapping against your hips, her droplet of a tail pointed skyward as she arches it high. The tightness is unbelievable, but just shy of painful, and you feel every bit of texture stroke and milk your cock as she clenches. "They... call m- me... a tight-ass. If th-they only knew..." she quips mostly to herself, losing more of her composure. Your heavy balls swing into her pussy, fur feeling matted and damp from her enthusiasm. Easily able to keep her braced with one hand, you reach the other to tease her breast, cupping and massaging a perky tit in your palm, brushing over the achingly hard nipple. This draws further groans from your pinned Princess, "Yes... That's right... play with me... fuck me... Oh!" She grits her teeth, and her body seems to tighten up. As if commanded, you're willed into a frenzied pace, thrusting your rock-hard dick into her abused asshole with an animalistic hunger. Air is forced in and out with each stroke, rushing across your shaft as you drive deep, sometimes making crude sounds, but you've long past caring.

"Fuck, Fuck YES! Cum for me!" she howls out, "Cum in my tight Princess ass! You fucking giant! Give me every drop!" Eager to obey, you lift her up off the bed, bracing her on your thighs, and bounce her backside on your groin, gravity aided by your grip at her hips, grasping her like you would a sex toy. She clearly enjoys this, legs twitching and flexing in the air, clamping her body down so hard that some of her wetness squirts out onto the bedsheets, the tightness around your throbbing shaft making you see stars. Finally, your body screams for release, and your balls erupt, jets of hot cum flowing through your dick and shooting deep into her bowel. She tips her head back, moaning lewdly, loving the dirty feel of it, as you empty every drop of sperm you can muster into her bruised bottom. As the dizzying high starts to fade, still sunk into her, you lower her back onto the pillow, paying no mind to the recently dampened patch of bedding. Resting carefully overtop her, the two of you draw in ragged breaths, now just enjoying the feel of each other.

Before either of you can say a word, there's a loud rap on the door.