

[b] Fuckchester: The Badgers come to Town. [/b]
[i]By Ajax B. Coriander[/i]

[b]Started:[/b] Aug 7th, 2019
[b]Finished:[/b] September 12th, 2023



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       Alice looked at the map in her hands with concern, and she clicked her tongue. "Charles... I think we're lost, love."
       
       "Dinnae says that, Alice. We're just taking the long way 'round. Ye know, to see the coos," the graying badger replied as he squinted through his small round glasses as he tried to see the next road sign.
       
       "Love... It's been too dark to see any cows for the last hour," the badger's wife beside him said. "Why don't we just find a pub and see if we can..." 

Alice attention's flagged as she saw a giant white stag with fur that glistened like snow burst from the underbrush. The feral albino stag stood tall and proud, his antlers glinting in the headlights as he looked directly towards them. 
       
       "Watch out!" Alice squealed.
       
       Charles slammed on the breaks, and he took a sharp turn to the left. The tires squealed on the pavement as the car swerved into the underbrush beside the road. Alice screamed and Charles shouted as brush, brambles, vines, and branches scraped against their car. The windshield cracked, the side mirrors ripped off, and long gashes were ripped into the side. 
       
       A strange sensation came over the two of them for a moment. It started with a warm tingle like they stepped into the sun, followed by a tension like their whole bodies were trying to push through the outside of a soap bubble. They felt the tension snap with a jolt, and the car burst into a flood of color. Every surface shimmered with a pale opaque rainbow light, before the world was plunged into darkness.   
       
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       "Dad!" A voice shouted into the forest. "Dad quick!" 
       
       The place filled with the sound of shuffling underbrush, and then an older voice said, "Go get Doc Brown."
       
       Charles groaned and he slowly lifted his head. He couldn't see out of his front windshield; it was covered with branches and debris. The badger head felt heavy, and there was a coppery taste in his muzzle. Panic began to fill him as awareness came back to him. He quickly turned to his wife and grabbed her by the shoulder. 
       
       "Alice love," he said shakily as he shook her shoulder. "Are ye alright? Alice, please wake up." He said panic filling his voice. 
       
       The other badger groaned, and she slowly came around. "Wh... what happened?"
       
       Charles sighed with relief, and he was about to speak, but he heard the brush rumble as someone moved outside. He watched as one of the largest branches was yanked away, and a Saint Bernard came into view. He was on the older side of things, a bit of grey flecking his ears, and a freindly round face. He was wearing a forest green t-shirt and he was looking down at them worriedly. 
       
       "Are you alright?" He asked- his American accent clear as day. 
       
       "Aye," the male badger said, "I think so. Are ye alright, Alice?"
       
       "I believe so, love" she said, "what happened?"
       
       The Saint Bernard glanced over his shoulder, and gestured for someone to come closer as he took away more debris. "You seem to have crashed into our forest... let's have Doc look you over, and I'll take you into the village." 
       
       The large dog grabbed the dented right driver's side door, and he grunted as he yanked on it with all his might. It screeched as it came free, the door swinging open and then falling off. He reached in and helped the badger man out of the car, before turning to the man's wife and saying, "You'll have to come out this side, the other door is pinned by a tree."  
       
       The badger stood up and he gave the Saint Bernard a curious look as he saw the dog was wearing a black kilt with stripes of star patterned fabric sewn between the folds. It seemed like an odd combination. He turned back and helped his wife out of the car. An out of breath and panting corgi came running up. He was a little older than the Saint Bernard. He had more grey speckling his light brown fur, and he was a bit thicker than the saint, but not by much. The odd thing was, he was wearing a kilt too. But his was a darker brown that matched the bomber jacket he wore over his bare chest. 
       
       "Oy! Whit's up? Brush wouldn't give me any details 'sides we have guests," the corgi asked before he glanced over the scene before him, his eyes going from the car, to the badger, and then to his pants. "Ooooh..."   
       
       The shorter dog sauntered over with his doctor's bag, and tossed it onto the hood of the damaged car. The corgi smiled, and he began to examine the two of them. 
       
       "I need to ask some standard questions, to make sure yer noggin' is alright," the corgi explained  as he examined the male badger. They went through some basics as the Saint Bernard walked around the damaged car. The doc asked some simple questions, his name, her name, if they had any pain. Then he asked one more question, and the Saint Bernard's ears perked up as he pretended not to pay attention as Charles's answer.

"And the year?" The doc asked as he looked at a cut on the man's leg.  
       
       "1939," Charles replied. The corgi and the Saint Bernard exchanged what could only be called: [i]a look.[/i] 
       
       "So... have ye been keeping up with Cricket?" The corgi casually asked as he began to close up his bag. "Did ye hear about Northamptonshire?" 
       
       The badger looked at him curiously, "Everyone did. 99 loses... that last gain came from nowhere. The boys all cheered at the pub when they heard about it over the radio. I'm looking forward to the championship in August." 
       
       The two dogs exchanged a glance again, this one was a bit heavier than the first. The corgi forced a smile, and a wag of his short tail. "Well, I hear it'll be a grand one," he replied. "Ye and yer wife seem to be in fine health, just a little bruised and scraped. Now if you dinnae mind, I 'ave some lassies to attend to. Martha is gonna pop any day now, and she's next on my list. I'll leave it to ye Ajax. I saw Bravo with Melody down by the pond, ye might want to get him on yer way in'ta town."
       
       "Thanks Brown," Ajax said as he patted him on the shoulder. 
       
       "Alright folks, it's a bit of a walk, but we'll get you back. We'll send some horses down later to bring up your car and your things, but I'm sure you both could use something to eat and a pint, right?"
       
       "Ye bet yer ass," the badger said. Before he paused, "but horses? Dinnae ye have a tow?"
       
       Ajax didn't respond for a moment, before finally saying. "We're a small village, maybe we'll get one one-day, but right now a couple of Clydesdales do the trick..." He turned, his tail bobbing above his kilted rump. "Anyway, follow me, I need to show you another member of the council and have you meet my daughter. Then we can see about that pint."
       
       The badgers followed through the thick undergrowth until they came to a pound a few minutes later. A golden mutt with ginger hair, a green kilt, brown vest, and fancy tie was talking next to the strangest dressed girl the badgers had ever seen. She was wearing blue trousers! They had holes in the knees, and she was wearing a t-shirt someone had drawn all over with triangles in different colors. 
       
       "Yeah, it's the 80s right now, I managed to verify that the cache for that decade was full," she was saying, before she continued, "Donny is grabbing some antibiotics just in case it's the last time for a while we hook up with a decade that has those. He's also seeing if Slim is still around, and if he can get us some new..." she paused as she noticed the badgers and older dog coming down the path towards them. 
       
       "Dad!" She said, her tail wagging as she ran up to Ajax and hugged him. "I've missed you so much, that was a hard month... Did ya miss me?" She asked. 
       
       "Sweetie, I saw you this morning... you haven't been gone that long for me," he replied. 
       
       She rolled her eyes, "I know Pops, but you could pretend like it was longer." 
       
       He chuckled and rubbed at her back, "Well, I always miss you.... Now Melody, I'd like you to meet Charles and Alice. They crashed here this morning."
       
       The Saint Bernard and Bernese mountain dog mix wagged as she looked over the pair of them. "Oh gosh! 1940s?" She asked as she pulled something from her back pocket, it was a metal square with a little screen and a short thick brass antenna. "Oh wow! No, 1938 maybe?" She said excitedly as she ran it over them. The badger couple bristled as she invaded their personal space without invitation. 
       
       "Down girl," Ajax said firmly as he reached forward and grabbed her by one of her belt loops and pulled her back. "There will be time for that later, but I think it's best you show them what we show everyone who comes to the village... I'm going to talk to Bravo for a minute."
       
       The dog broke off and walked over to the ginger mutt. The two of them began to whisper back and forth as Melody took over. She was still smiling, and her tail was wagging rapidly. "Oh wow! Dad's never let me give [i]The Speech[/i] before." She said as she bent down and picked up two rocks. "Hold out your paws, it'll be easiest to explain if I just show you. So take these."
       
       The badgers looked at each other, seemingly more confused than ever. They held out their paws and the girl placed a small rock in each of their paws. "Now see that fence? The one running across the far bank of the pond and into the woods on either side? The one that has the small gate my dad and my godfather are standing next to?"
       
       "Yes dearie... but I don't see," Alice began. 
       
       "Trust me," Melody interrupted, "you'll love this. Take the rocks and chuck them as hard as you can over the fence."
       
       The two badgers looked at Melody, as if she was blessed by the angels, but deciding to humor her. They both wound up, and chucked the rocks as hard as they could. The rocks soared through the air and then froze the second they crossed the fence. Both badgers looked on in shock, and watched as an opaque white rainbow shimmer surrounded the rocks, before there was a bright flash, a loud crack like thunder, and the rocks vanished. 
       
       "Bloody hell," Charles shouted. 
       
       "Don't swear, dear." Alice said automatically, the shock of what they'd just seen was affecting her. 
       
       "What..." Charles began, "What happened?"
       
       "Cool, right? The whole town is surrounded by a fluctuating temporal field, we're in this like massive bubble... it seems to pop us out at the same place every time though, but the entrance zone seems to move sometimes, the exit is always an entrance, but entrances seem to pop up in weird places sometimes, like I'm sure happened to you guys. I'm gonna guess car crash?" She asked, and kept speaking before they had a chance to answer. "But yeah. So. Like. The whole place is inside this massive temporal bubble, time in here seems to work a little funny, it always flows forward, but the time outside seems to jump around. It can also go faster than the time here, but never slower. There're also random entrances in space and time seem to link up to it occasionally. Like, it was attached to the 1930s when you came in, but if you were to leave right now, you'd pop into the 1980s. Isn't that radical? Like, that was even before my mom's time, and she's like ancient. My cousin Donny is getting supplies out there right now, but don't worry, he'll just pop back to a few minutes from now when he comes back through the gate, even if the time shifts on the outside for us."
       
       Alice looked pale, and she leaned against her husband. "This... it... can't be true."
       
       "You saw the rocks... I could take you to the 80s if you want, but it's more likely safer in here for you. You can't change time we've found, events happen as they're always supposed to, but you could get lost and be trapped in the 80s..." 
       
       "Then... how do we get back to our time?" She asked. 
       
       "Oh, ummmm..." Melody's tail stopped wagging and her ears drooped. "We'll hook back up to your time eventually. We seem to hook to the 1930s and 40s a lot, I have a theory it has to do with the historical energy that comes from those times, so much happened then, that it draws in the temporal field like a bee to pollen... but it can be unpredictable. One week a dinosaur could be walking downtown and the next a hoverboard might fall from the sky. The longest we went without connecting to the 1930s was a year... but finding the right year you left might be the trickier part... You might have to hide out for a while until your past selves find the portal and go through. But, be careful, we don't know what will happen if you interact with your past self. In theory, with how it's always worked, you will have already done it and it won't be a big deal. But it could also make you explode... we've never tested it out."
       
       Dania and Charles gripped onto each other tightly, they both looked on at her in shock. 
       
       "This... can't be real. Can it?" She asked. 
       
       Just then there was a loud crack, a flash of light, and then a chubby ginger haired skunk boy burst through the gate driving an old 1960s style flatbed, and pulling another trailer behind it. He parked it, jumped out, and waved to the two dogs.
       
       "Da!" The boy shouted. 
       
       "Hey son," the ginger haired mutt said as they embraced and their tails wagged. 
       
       "I managed to get everything on the list, and I even scored that ultrasound machine Nancy has been begging for. She'll love this for the clinic." He said excitedly, "Though... solar panels were not worth it for the energy output, so we're going to have to wait until we get closer to the 2020s again. I did get some alternators so we can make some more hydro generators for the river," the skunk said. The three of them began to chat, as Alice looked up at her husband. 
       
       "It... it is real, what are we going to do? Where are we going to stay?" Alice asked. 
       
       Melody chimed in, "Don't worry about that." She said with a soft smile. "The village has loads of cottages that are empty. Dad and the other council members have us keep them in good condition for when new folks arive. And we can find you something to do, what did you use to do?"
       
       "I was a tailor," Charles said. 
       
       "I was a stay-at-home wife..." she said. 
       
       Melody wagged, "We've been looking for one of those! We even have a tailor shop needing someone to take it over."
       
       Just then Ajax and Bravo strolled on up. The Saint Bernard put his paw on his daughter's shoulder and gave it a squeeze, "that's a good girl. Thank you for that. Would you mind helping Bravo's boy unload?" the dog said, a little smirk in his voice as he asked it. 
       
       Melody giggled, "Okay dad." She hugged the older fluffy dog and waved at the newcomers. "You're in good paws, I hope you enjoy it here." She pranced off over to the red headed mutt skunk.
       
       "So, any questions?" Bravo asked, a soft smile on his muzzle. 
       
       "Where's the pub?" Alice and Charles both asked. 
       
       "Right this way," the two dogs said, getting on either side of the couple. Ajax's hand rested between Charles's shoulder blades and Bravo put his hand on the small of Alice's back to guide her. 
       
       "There's a few things you should know..." Ajax said as they walked down the dirt road that led out of the forest and into a large pasture. "You're going to feel a little different while you're here, this place seems to revitalize everyone who comes here." The dog said, "You'll look the same, but inside you're going to feel like you're twenty. Myself and Bravo are two of the oldest people here, and we still feel the same as the day we came. I've aged a bit, but not as much as I should have." They walked out into a pasture with rolling hills and sheep grazing on it, the odd mutt or skunk in the distance watching over the lambs. 
       
       "The other thing... we don't know where this village came from. Myself, and Bravo were the first to arrive. Somehow, we came here from America. One minute we were in Texas, and the next we were in a quaint British village. We didn't know how everything worked at first, we tried to leave once, and found ourselves in England during the roman occupation. Thankfully we figured out we could get back in the way we left, but we didn't dare venture out again. The village was in quite a state when we found it, vines over growing it, and shell craters all around. But then we met our wives," the dog explained, "We heard the tell-tale sound of a crack of something coming through the barrier, we were hoping for an ewe to breed to the ram that stumbled through, but to our surprise we found his Alex and my Laura. They were hiking in the Andes somewhere, fell into a crack in the ice and came out in our river. Of course we came to their rescue, one thing led to another... and well that's how I got my eldest boy Brush and Bravo got his first smutt. A skunk/mutt cross, as you know." 
       
       "Then we got the doc. He came in by parachute, he dropped in over Normandy and landed here instead of on the ground... he pulled a gun on us and shouted in German when he first saw us, thinking we were..." Ajax trailed off as the two badgers looked at him in confusion. "Errr... don't worry about those details, we'll give you a history lesson later." 
       
       "Anyway," Bravo cut in, "he was a doctor before that, and we really needed one, so he fit in just fine. Even found a husband and a wife out of it. Nancy helps him with all the medical tech that was after his time and Drew helps him with patient care."  
       
       "Does that mean you can go to the future too?" she asked. 
       
       "Well... yes and no. Myself and Bravo came through near 2016, but we can't seem to go any farther than 2020. That's the latest we've ever been able to go to, and we're not sure why. Melody has a theory about it being something to do with when this time bubble was created, but we're just not sure. Most of the historical records seem to have either been burned or taken from the town before whoever lived here left, so the only firm date we have is 1900, which is when the pub was founded. The rest of the town is much older than that, but a lot of the other stuff we've found could have just been chucked in from some other time... the town itself might even be taken from somewhere." 
       
       They rounded the last hill, and they were presented with a beautiful crystal-clear river, a covered bridge, and the sign of an old town in the distance. The houses were made of stone, moss grew over some of their sides, and the houses all had pointed roofs with red tiles. Chimneys puffed with white smoke as the sounds of laughter and busyness came from inside the small village. 
       
       "One last thing..." Bravo began, "one that's like pretty important." 
       
       "When me and Bravo first came here... we were bottomless at the time. We managed to find shoes, but no pants... so we just started to go bottomless everywhere." Ajax said as they began to cross the bridge. 
       
       "And when the girls came we kind of found it easier to keep going without... It made passing the time easier, more so on the hard days when we were helping to set up the town. Everyone just sorta rolled with it... as you can see."
       
       They stepped through a large stone arch, and they were inside of the city center. The two badger's muzzles hung agape at what they saw... everyone one was either bottomless or in nothing but their fur and some fine boots. Men and women talked and chatted, a lot of which were red headed mutts and skunks or big fluffy Saint Bernard looking dogs. There were some collies, border collies, corgis, sheep, wolves, and foxes also wandering about as well. 
       
       That wasn't all though, a lot of them were teasing each other as they talked, guys pawing at each other, girls rubbing on one another, horny 20 somethings grinding like only someone that young could, and some people were not even bothering to hide the fact they were just fucking in public. The center of the town was a large fountain bath, steam rolled off of it as men and women cleaned each other in the warm water. 
       
       "Da!" Shouted a Bernese-saint bernard mix to Ajax. The early 20 something dog came running up to them. He was naked except for a dark blue T-shirt and a pair of nice brown leather work boots. "I see doc found you guys alright." 
       
       The big dog hugged his son and reached down to tease his big balls. "Yep! Thanks for that, Brush. Go get McCullen and have him get the horses ready to bring their car up. I'd like it done before sundown." He said as he gave his boy's hard dick a squeeze. "If you're a good pup, I'll give you a nice treat later... Now run along," he said, before slapping his boy on the rump. "Oh! And take this back to the house on the way." The dog said as he removed his kilt and handed it to his son, the dog's big balls were able to swing in the breeze as his shaft poked out from under his large belly. 
       
       "Oh! Run mine home too, I don't plan on going back to the forest today." Bravo said as he took off his own kilt, his golden fur exposed to the crisp morning air. 
       

"Charles, there's people... and they're making love in public!" Alice said as she clutched her chest. 
       
       "What's the meaning of this?" The older badger asked stunned. 
       
       "Oh," Ajax said slapping his forehead, "duh, I forgot to mention. This place has some kind of weird magic on it. It makes everyone who lives here pretty horny and a lot more flexible in partners, don't worry, it will seem normal in no time. It goes a lot easier if you don't fight it."
       
       The badgers began to whisper to each other, but Ajax saw as the arousal in the older badger's pants grow, and he smirked as he noticed the two of them giving more than a few glances around. Eventually something caught Alice's eye, and she started to pull away from her husband towards the fountain. She was bumped into by the eldest looking fox of the bunch, he had round glasses just like her husband, and he was bottomless just like the rest. He bowed with a flurry of his silver headed cane, and began to apologize, and then started to chat with her.   
       
       "So welcome to the village," Ajax said, "Please try to enjoy yourself, and we're happy to have you stay as long as you want."
       
       "It's a bit old fashioned, but I'm sure you'll find ways to entertain yourself," Bravo said. They heard giggling coming from the female badger, and she was blushing and smiling as she playfully bat at the sly fox's chest. He grinned mischievously at her, his fox cock already throbbing under his portly belly. 
       
       "And your wife should too..." Ajax added. The female badger was stripping from her dress, leaving herself bare before the fox. Who grinned and pushed her forward gently against the wall that made up part of the bath. He got down on his knees, and buried his muzzle between her thick thighs and she squealed with joy as his lips wrapped around her soft slot. 
       
       Charles watched in shock at this, the front of his pants tented, and his paws trying to hide it as he watched his wife being eaten out. 
       
       "So, [i]ahem[/i] yes..." Bravo said. "Welcome to Fuckchester ..."
       
       "Where pants are optional..." Ajax added. 
       
       They watched as the badger's eye twitched, and then he grabbed his pants and started to force them down as he strode forward. He kicked them off from around his ankles as his thick badger dick bobbed above his black furred balls. He kneeled behind the fox, grabbed his tail, lifted it up, and slipped his dick right in while the fox ate out his wife. 
       
       Bravo and Ajax smiled, and the bernard said. "They're gonna fit in just fine here."
       
       "Yeah!" Bravo added. They were stroking each other's dicks, "Damn, I really do wonder how all this magic works. It's not like we have anything like it back where we came from. But I gotta say, it does have some very nice benefits for my dick."
       
       "Dunno," Ajax shrugged, "I try not to think about why so much pussy and ass falls into my lap... speaking of which..." Ajax saw a Bernese girl leaning against a half wall with a friend, her soft plush rump on display. He walked over behind her, and ran his paws along her hips. 
       
       "Ooooh daddy," she moaned without even bothering to look back. She bent forward a little, her tail lifting and those thighs parting enough for Ajax to slip his dick between them. The top of his dick rubbing her tender folds. 
       
       "You do have a point there..." Bravo said as he walked over besides the girl's friend, a red headed skunk. She lifted her rump just the same, giggling, and then started to make out with the thick Bernard girl as their dads stood above them. Both dogs reached down and grabbed each other's dicks, and helped one another into their daughters' warm tight pussies. 
       
       "Mmm this is the life..." Ajax murmered as he slowly rocked his dick in and out of his girl. He reached down and rubbed her belly knowing he was soon going to fill it with a new grandpup... He bent over her and grabbed those thick breasts, so much like her mother's... so ready to be full of milk for his future pups.
       
       "Yeppers, just able to do what dad dogs do... knock girls up and solidify that dad status... the world is our oyster and we're going to get to fill every clam."
       
       "Mmmhmm, don't forget about all the guy rumps and dick we get too," Ajax added. 
       
       The girls reached between each other's legs and started to rub each other's clits, moaning into their kiss as their warm and ready pussies squeezed around their dads' dicks. Ajax's and Bravo's balls slapped against their girl's pussies, those potent dad ball brewing a nice thick load inside of them. One that would make sure those girls wouldn't go home without a belly full of a future pup. Ajax leaned over and grabbed Bravo by the tie, and pulled him into a kiss, their muzzles meeting and kissing as they enjoyed the feeling of their girl's around them, knowing they'd soon be switching and feeling the other's cum around their dicks. The thought made the two older dog's cocks throb, and then they came into their girls. Thick white dad cum filling the two lasses while the older men groaned into delight in their kiss. 
       
       They leaned over their daughters' backs, and they panted as they got ready for the next round of many they would have. 
       
       It was just another day in Fuckchester.  
       
       
           
       
       
