Gadget’s Lust


A mousette kink


Gadget Hackwrench was quite content, yet not completely satisfied.
Since she joined the Rescue Rangers she found dear friends in her teammates, and in many respects it was like a new family, something she had missed since her father passed away.
She was also happy about the team’s missions, both in that she liked helping others, and in the fact that her position allowed her to unleash her talents as a genius inventor, keeping her stimulated and engaged.
Yet there was an entire part of her that remained unfulfilled, her love, and especially her sex life.
She had been immediately aware of the attraction both Chip and Dale felt for her, and she found them cute and even attractive, and had her tastes been not as specific as they were, she could easily see herself hook up with either, or even both, of them.
That was one aspect of herself that she hid very well from the others, while on the outside she appeared, and she indeed was, a sweet and nice girl, although with a bit of a temper if the situation demanded it, inside she was a horny pervert.


Had anyone else told her that, she would’ve probably been furious, but she could not deny it to herself, and her mind often wandered back to the first time she discovered her particular kinks.


It happened before she joined the team, she still lived in the old wrecked plane at the airport, and her main hobby consisted of making new and elaborate traps to discourage door to door salesmen.
It was during one of her trips to find new parts that she stumbled on two humans having sex.
The mousette was mesmerized, the pure carnal passion that the lovers irradiated, the overwhelming smell and wanton noises ignited something in her, and before she knew it she had almost ripped her clothes off, and was masturbating naked to the sight of the wild rutting in front of her.
Gadget was no stranger to self pleasure, more than once she used her fingers to relieve herself during some bothersome heats, yet the orgasms that hit her that time were something she had never experienced.
She was cumming almost constantly, with such an intensity and duration that it felt like she was in a continuous height.


Gadget could not be sure for how long she went on, by the time the humans finally had enough and went away, the sun had set, and her utterly exhausted body refused to move.
Despite this, when a particularly strong smell hit her nostrils, she somehow found in herself the will and strength to crawl towards its source.
And there it was, pooled by chance on a small leaf, was a white liquid, and the mousette knew exactly what it was.
Only a few seconds later, Gadget Hackwrench threw herself on the shallow puddle of human semen, and she reveled in it like a child in water.
She played with it with her hands, spreading it on her body and letting it soak in her luxurious hair, then she opened her mouth, and with her tongue she began to lick and swallow all that remained around her, before passing out.
Gadget woke only at noon of the following day. And despite having spent the night naked in the open and on the bare dirt, not to mention still soaked in the now dried cum, she could not remember a time when she had slept so soundly.


For weeks after that, the mousette wrestled to cope with her feelings, and researched any clue on what was happening to her.
As it turned out anthropomorphic animals like herself, meaning that rare breed of animals that had near-human intelligence and looks, could often develop a deep connection towards proper humans. This could manifest in simply wanting to help, desire for companionship or, in some rare occasions, overwhelmingingly strong sexual attraction, and apparently Gadget could count herself among one of the most extreme cases.
Apparently it was a permanent condition and nothing could be done about it, she would have to live with it for the rest of her life.
So instead of trying to suppress her urges and attraction, she simply accepted it and tried to go on as best she could.


Her life went almost back to normal after that, but once she participated in the first mission of the Rescue Rangers, the appeal of working closely, albeit in secret, with the humans, was the final reason she needed to accept to become one of the team.


Working with the Rangers had been a fun and fulfilling experience, at first the only hiccup seemed to be how to gently turn down the two chipmunks vying for her affection, but after some time they both settled down.


Chip gave in when he and Tammy finally got together. The young squirrel’s obsession towards the older chipmunk had only increased after their first adventure, and was now bordering on an insane level.
Tammy would do anything to win, and keep, Chip’s affection, she was submitted to him body and soul, and she thirsted for him even more than Gadget thirsted for humans.
On more than one occasion the mousette could hear the two having wild sex, and Tammy’s loud calls helped her visualize everything that her “Daddy” Chipper, was doing to her.


On the opposite level was Dale, who instead got together with Foxglove.
In that relationship the bottom one was definitely the chipmunk, and Gadget was surprised to discover that the sweet and soft-spoken bat could be quite the dominatrix towards her boyfriend.
It was during one of the couple’s naughtiest and loudest encounters, that Gadget overheard for the first time, almost shouted through the walls of their room, the word ‘pegging’.


With the two chipmunks engaged, the mousette could dedicate herself fully to her hobby without worrying about breaking their hearts, still she had to keep it secret, for her passion was considered a very serious taboo.
And so now here she was in her room, preparing to sneak out to another of her nightly walks in the park, looking for the kind of adventures she craved.
With swift movements she removed all her clothing, and stood completely naked in front of her mirror.
That was another thing she discovered about herself, she loved to walk around nude, and the risk of being caught was an exciting thrill.
Perhaps that was also somewhat linked to her kinky obsession, after all she was an animal, and animals were naked, so who was she to dare to wear clothes like a human?
Maybe her reasoning did not completely add up, but it was good enough for her arousal to flare up every time she undressed.


After she exited her room, the mousette silently walked down the alley, her nudity concealed by the dark shadows of the unlit corridor, all seemed quiet, but when she passed in front of the door to Dale and Foxy’s room, she could faintly hear rhythmic noises coming from within.
Even at the risk of being surprised eavesdropping, Gadget could not stop herself from resting her ear on the door and, perhaps unsurprising, listen to the noise of sex coming from within.
From what Gadget could hear, the couple was going at it quite strongly, she could also easily make out what was going on, and in her mind a picture formed of Dale on all four while Foxy used her strap on to fuck his ass.
Smiling to herself, the mousette left the two alone, and resumed her tiptoeing towards the exit.


The rest of the way out went without any interruptions, but once she exited the headquarters, she stopped dead in her tracks.
She could in fact hear some unmistakably familiar wet sounds, and as she peeked around the corner of the trunk, she saw Chip, sitting on a small bench on one of the branches. He was clothed in his normal attire, and was apparently relaxing while reading a book, but what was more interesting, and evidently adding to the chipmunk’s relaxation, was Tammy.
The young squirrel was completely naked, just like Gadget was, even her usual tress was undone and her long hair were left cascading down her back, she was kneeling between her lover’s legs and was, for the lack of better words, worshiping his cock.
For a moment Gadget was tempted to remain and enjoy the show, Chip had done a really good job in training his girlfriend, she was completely submitted to him, and to her he was like a god. But steeling herself from her growing wetness, the mousette left the two and scampered down the tree, heading towards the deeper areas of the city park.
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Adventure in the park


Gadget had been running for a while through the tall grass of the city park, the air of the evening felt refreshing on her naked body, and helped her in keeping her arousal in check, at least until she could find what she was looking for.
It was different every evening, but in general she was quite confident that she could find a human couple having sex in some hidden corner the park, she just had to keep her ears and nose open to any familiar sounds and smells, and be on the lookout for not being spotted by other animals that could recognize her.


Suddenly her sensitive ears picked up a familiar noise, and true enough, behind some bushes she found two humans. The male was standing up and leaning with his back on a tree, in front of him was the female, on her knees and with her head bobbing up and down his penis.
Judging by the situation, Gadget assumed that the couple had not planned ahead their intercourse, and were probably just responding to a sudden need with a quickie.
The pros of this was that she was guaranteed a swift action, the perfect way to start her nightly adventure, the cons was mainly that this left her with little time to enjoy the view, and if she wanted to get the most out of it, she had to start masturbating immediately.


Mimicking the human girl, the mousette got down to her knees, lifted one hand to her mouth, and began to suck her finger in a similar way the woman was sucking the man’s cock.
Meanwhile the other hand began to run over her body, first caressing, then squeezing her tits and pinching her erect nipples.
Gadget’s moaned through her occupied mouth, in her mind she imagined herself in place, or maybe alongside, the woman, servicing and worshiping that beautiful human cock. She could clearly picture her mouth filled with it, her tongue worked on it and she could feel its texture and musky taste, then she would look up to the male in front of her and he would pat her on her head, telling her that she was doing a good job, that she was a good girl.
With that last thought Gadget let out a muffled scream as her first orgasm of the night coursed through her body, it was not among the strongest that she used to have, but it was a good start.


It also arrived just in time for her to be ready again when the two humans changed position.
The female was now pressed against the tree, and behind her the male was pumping away in abandon. Gadget was not sure in which hole he had entered her, but judging by how the woman was holding for dear life on the tree trunk and covering her mouth with a hand, barely containing her moans, the man was doing a good job in either case.


Once again, the mousette mimicked the woman and, standing up, she pressed herself against the stem of a nearby bush. Then she reached behind her back with one arm, and plunged her fingers into her drenched vagina, while the other hand resumed groping her sensitive tits.
Immediately she felt a new orgasm building up again, and her new fantasies of actually being the one that was being railed by a powerful human male flooded her mind.
There she was, pinned against the tree, the man was forcibly holding her while also fucking her pussy like a savage, he was biting her neck, which sent chills down her spine, and his heavy breathing resonated in her ears. But it was not enough, and soon his dick exited her quivering pussy, and prodded her anus.
Gadget’s fingers followed that fantasy, and immediately switched from feverishly fingering her cunt, to teasing her rear sphincter. Then, with a sudden movement, two of her fingers went knuckles deep inside her rectum, and began pumping like a maniac.
At the same time her other hand left her breasts and started slapping her asscheek, spanking herself as if wanting to punish her butt.
In her mind the mousette could almost feel behind her the presence of her imaginary human partner, fucking her ass like he owned it, it was thrilling, and it didn’t take long before her second orgasm hit.
As she came from her fingered asshole, her knees buckled and she almost fell on the ground, but she saw that the human couple was still going strong and she resolved to keep going until they also had finished, and so she resumed both her anal fingering and her spanking.
The two humans did not last much longer however, and soon Gadget saw them tense up, then male grunted and the female had to bite her own hand to stop from yelling out as she came as well.
Only a few seconds later, the mousette did the same, and as this second anal orgasm rattled her body, her legs actually gave in and she crubled on the ground, where she remained shaking and twitching for a few minutes before finally coming back to her senses.


By the time Gadget recovered enough to move again, the human couple had already left, and the mousette walked on the very spot where the two had been fucking, hoping to find some treasure in that white liquid that she had grown almost addicted to.
Disappointingly, any tasty human semen that might have fallen away from the two lovers had been already absorbed by the bare dirt, and aside from some spots where the musky smell made her head spin, nothing of note could be found.
Still the night was young, and with some optimism Gadget resumed her walk through the park, hunting for another sexy encounter.
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From the tap


The night had not been as profitable as Gadget hoped.
After that first encounter with the couple having a quickie, it seemed that her luck had turned, and she could find no more sexy situations that could help her get her rocks off.
At one time she stumbled on a young lesbian couple making out on a bench, it seemed like things would escalate quickly since the two girls were really into it and their hands were already exploring each other’s bodies under their clothes.
The mousette’s mind had already started conjuring images of her joining in the two humans, and her hands had begun once more to grope her breasts and finger her pussy, when a noise nearby spooked the two girls, making them fix themselves and leave, whispering to each other to continue their intimacy in private.
And so Gadget was left there, already hot and bothered, but so frustrated that she had been interrupted, that she was unable to finish to relieve herself.


It was well past midnight now, the naked mousette had been roaming the park for hours and no more opportunities were forthcoming, she could probably just finish by herself, or even scavenge around for some used condoms with still some of that sweet nectar inside to get her fix, but that would not be the same.
Not to mention, her arousal had slowly been simmering since the interruption early that night, and by now was becoming unbearable, she needed release, and she needed it soon.


There was something else she could try, something that she had never tried before, but in theory could work. It was very risky, it required her to leave the relative cover of the park and reach some of the more impoverished parts of the city. Once there she would need to find the perfect subject, with no guarantee of there being one, which meant that she could be doing the whole trip for nothing.
The choice was made for her when, peeking through the grass, she spotted a human couple finishing dressing up, with the female still licking her lips. Apparently she had arrived just a little too late to enjoy the show, and the woman was still savoring the same juice the mousette had been craving all night.
Frustration and her burning loins finally overcame her doubts, and with a maddening need Gadget rushed out of the park and headed towards the river.


The journey through the city was an adventure in itself, despite the many lights, the night still casted many shadows that allowed the needy mousette to sprint from a hiding spot to the next without being spotted, yet the thrill of running completely nude almost through the legs of the walking humans only heightened her already unbearable arousal, and at almost every pause she could not stop from touching herself, cumming with the mere groping of her tits or teasing of one of her pussy or ass. Almost paradoxically those orgasms did nothing to relieve her arousal, if anything they seemed to increase it even more, like appetizers to the main event.
It took Gadget over an hour to reach the river shores, by then it was almost 2am and the traffic of people had decreased noticeably, she felt herself losing parts of her sanity to her horniness the longer she went without finally achieve a complete release, and began to fear for her very mental health in case she could not find what she was looking for.
Then, almost as if answering her silent prayer, under one of the bridges that crossed the river, she spotted the perfect target.


Gadget had always known that human society wasn’t perfect, for so many people that managed to live a decent life, there were some that fell through the cracks and ended up as homeless beggars. It saddened her, yet in this particular occasion she came to almost praise the misfortune of these individuals, for it gave her the opportunity of achieving one of her biggest erotic fantasies, to receive human sperm directly from the tap.
The plan was quite simple, at least on paper, she needed to find a passed out drunk man, then, taking advantage of his unconsciousness, use her whole body to jerk him off until he came on her.
Now that her perfect subject was at hand though, the mousette wavered.
He looked around his late thirties, maybe early forties, not at all bad looking, if one was to discard the fact that he probably hasn't showered in who knows how long, he was dressed in simple and ragged clothes, and besides him laid an empty boxed wine container, cheap yet still quite strong. He was sitting on the ground, leaning his back on one of the bridge’s columns, snoring quite loudly and with the smell of alcohol in his breath. 
It was the perfect setup, and her horniness was making her near desperate, but now that the time had come to actually do it, she could not stop from shaking like a leaf.
Gadget could not be sure what was stronger in her in that moment, the fear of what she was about to attempt, or the excitement. Whatever the case, she was positively marinating in her own arousal, and she was determined to see her plan through.


First order of business was to make sure her stud was really alone and unconscious. The first part was easily verifiable and a simple look around confirmed that it was indeed only him and herself under that bridge. For the second part, Gadget stepped out from her hiding spot and scampered up the man’s arm until she was on his shoulder and standing right besides his face.
Steeling herself, the mousette started jumping and shouting in his ear, careful to keep an eye out for any reaction.
She was not completely sure what he would see if he ever looked at her, it was actually a bit of a mystery for the whole community of anthropomorphic animals, most of the times when a human stumbled on one of them it was like there was some sort of filter in their minds, and they seemed to not acknowledge that the creature in front of them had very human characteristics, yet on some rare occasions it was like the veil was removed and they could see them clearly for what they were.
And so Gadget couldn’t help but wonder, if the human in front of her was to open his eyes right now what would he see? A mere rodent, or the actual mousette that she was, standing naked in front of him, with her tiny, at least for him, breasts bouncing up and down on her chest with each jump?
She would not get her answer though, as the man was completely knocked out by the wine, and nothing she did seemed to even stir him.


Satisfied with her test, Gadget stopped, and in that moment she finally noticed the musky aroma coming from the human, he was clearly unwashed, but instead of repulsion, the mousette felt her arousal grow again and overtake any doubt she might have had about this whole idea. She guessed, with her dwindling rational mind, that his pheromones must be somehow interfering with her brain and driving her insane with lust, but that didn’t matter, her next objective was to get this man’s dick out in the open.


Luckily for her, this turned out to be simpler than she thought, as she climbed down and between his open legs, she noticed that the fly of his pants was open, and the button was only half secured.
Working almost in a trance, with her mind clouded by the intense smell and burning arousal, Gadget undid the button of the pants, causing them to fly open and throw her on the ground, making her land on her ass.
As she lifted her eyes again, she looked directly at the man’s crotch, and there it was.
The mousette guessed that the man at some point had to pee, but almost didn’t bother to fix his pants or his underwear, and when she undid the button, his penis sprang back out.
The upshot of this was that Gadget Hackwrench was now staring at a human cock, closer than she ever dared to hope, and that it was pointing right back at her.


The genius inventor’s brain completely shut down as a tidal wave of pheromonal stench coming from the man overwhelmed her senses, Gadget was no longer a rational, thinking creature, but an animal in heat, desiring for nothing else but that male.
And so, completely ruled by her lustful thoughts and mating instincts, the mousette launched herself on the still flaccid penis, hellbent on having it cover her with its sperm.


Gadget had never touched a dick before, let alone a human one, but she had seen enough action to have a good idea on what she needed to do.
She lifted it up and wrapped her arms around it, in doing so she practically had to hug it, with her whole front, and especially her sensitive tits, pressed against it. She then began to move up and down, rubbing herself on it, and the reaction was almost immediate.
The cock began to grow hard under her ministrations, she could feel its heat, its pulsing and throbbing and, as it expanded and rose erect, she found herself unable to hold on to it, and so ended up once again on the ground, staring at the organ in front of her.
The mousette was not an expert on human sizes but, compared to herself, the penis before her was quite a lot taller than she was, and much wider than before. Plus in becoming erect it pushed aside the man’s underwear even more, and now two big and full testicles were exposed below it.


By now the poor mousette was completely drunk on the masculine scent drowning her, and at once she threw herself once again on her prize.
Gadget began with the two big and heavy balls, hugging, sniffing and licking them, losing herself as she rubbed her face against them. She was pretty sure she had been having small orgasms since the first moments when she touched that dick, and from her drenched pussy a veritable stream of juices was running down her legs.
The maddened mousette then suddenly jumped up, with her arms and legs vainly trying to wrap around the girth of the penis, but all that she accomplished was to hug about half of it, and she had to sit with her ass on the full testicles below her.
This half success did not deter her however, and she started to bounce up and down, rubbing her whole body against the hard shaft, kissing and licking it with abandon.
If she could see herself, Gadget would have not been able to recognize herself, she had a wild expression on her face, like an addict high on her favorite drug, and the rhythm of her movements suggested an almost physical desperation to reach her goal.
Indeed, even as she was cumming nearly constantly, her brain, or to be specific the primitive part that was all that was left of her mind, kept screaming that she needed the sweet, sweet semen still locked within those beautiful testicles below her.
Sensing that he was getting close, she lifted herself up once again and, moving around the column of meat in front of her, she positioned herself on the dorsal part of the cock, then she climbed on it until she was astride its head.
Then it happened.
As she was riding the cockhead like a cowgirl, rubbing her pussy wildly on it in the process, the man under her finally came, and came hard.
To Gadget it was like she was sitting on top of a garden hose, the spray of semen actually lifted her up from a moment, completely drenching her whole body, and pushed her off the penis, making her fall from the third time.
And yet this time was different. As the sperm washed on her, its mere pressure pushed it inside her pussy and asshole, its jet then inundated her mouth and nostrils, filling her face to the brim.
And Gadget cummed harder than she ever thought possible.
The entire world seemed to slow down as she fell, her monstrous orgasm overwhelmed her like many tidal waves, one after another, and to her it felt like half an hour had passed, before she felt herself hit the ground.


The wrecked mousette fell on an already sizeable puddle of cum, and yet as she remained laying there, convulsing on the ground from her continuous orgasm, more spurts of the white nectar fell on her, and whatever part of her might have spared from the first drenching, were promptly drowned in it.
Gadget was pretty sure she was supposed to pass out from her overloaded nervous system at that point, yet the sperm that was in, on, and around her seemed to act like a stimulant, not only keeping her awake, but stirring her from the drunken state she had been since she first approached that human dick.
As soon as her orgasm-induced convulsion stopped, the inventor sat up and, after wiping her eyes clean from the thick sperm, looked at her unknowingly lover. Thanks to whatever deity that had pity on her poor, horny soul, the human did not wake up from his slumber, and his penis was softening down once again.
Gadget then looked down at herself.
Her whole body, down to her toes and the tip of her tail, was completely covered in a thick layer of still hot semen, she could barely keep her eyes open for a few seconds before she had to wipe them again, and her long, luscious blonde hairs were utterly sodden with it.
The smell and feeling was overwhelming, and yet somehow also calming, as if she was meant to be there, with no thoughts or regrets in the world.
Then the soaked mousette began to laugh. It was a strange laugh, happy and liberating, yet somewhat slightly hysterical, and as she kept going she felt herself tearing up, until tears of both relief and happiness began to carve a path through the sticky semen down her cheeks.


Then Gadget threw herself down again and began to play in the puddle of cum like a dog would in the mud. For some time she remained there, bathing herself in it, picking up and letting it run through her fingers, using it like a shampoo in her hair, and swallowing mouthful after mouthful of it until she felt her stomach full.
A little disappointingly, a few minutes later most of the sperm had either dried up or had been absorbed by the ground, and the now satisfied mousette managed to summon enough self control to stand up, and begin heading back to her house.
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The journey home.


Gadget was happy.
She risked a lot with this adventure, but now she was more satisfied than she had been in a long time.
She practically skipped all the way to the park, barely bothering to try and remain hidden, the layer of semen on her had dried up considerably and left her whole body very sticky, and her soaked hair was almost stone solid because of it.
She had no illusions about what she needed to do before calling it a night, she would need to find somewhere where she could wash herself clean enough to not leave too many traces, then once at the headquarters she would have to go straight to the shower and clean herself more deeply than she had ever cleaned before.


The journey through the city had been uneventful, despite her lack of care for hiding, no one had noticed her, perhaps helped by the fact that it was past 3am and the roads were almost empty.
Then, once she entered the park, she made a beeline for the nearest fountain.
After a few moments of hesitation at the rim of the water, where she tried to enjoy for a little longer the feel of the sticky cum on her, she dove in head first.
The cold water completely drowned any other remaining arousal that the mousette had, and she began to swim around while scrubbing herself as best she could.
It took quite a lot of time before Gadget even considered getting out, while most of her body was decent enough in just a couple of minutes, she was now paying the price for the perverted pleasure of using sperm like shampoo. Her hair had almost glued together in the sticky liquid, and the effort of bringing them to a state where she could reasonably walk home without being smelled by her friends even before passing through the door, took the best part of the next fifteen minutes.
A lot of scrubbing later, the naked mousette finally walked out of the water and headed for her last leg of her way home.


The combination of darkness and tall vegetation did well to hide her from prying eyes, so Gadget relaxed as she walked, and along the way she thought back to the experience just behind her.
For a moment she became worried about the state in which she left her human lover, still passed out drunk under a bridge and with his penis sticking out of his underwear, but she could do nothing about it now, and if he ever wondered about what happened, he would probably blame his drunkenness and not give it too much thought.
Then her mind pondered over all that she had done.
It was worrying, almost frightening, how she completely lost control and acted completely out of an animalistic lust, yet she could not deny the abject, unfiltered pleasure she got from it. She had never cummed as many times, or as strongly, as she had during this night, and the peace and clarity of mind she felt later was better than any SPA treatment she ever had in her life.
All in all she dared to think that she had felt much better while fucking like an animal, than while instead inventing away at her heart's content in her workshop.
Now that was a reason to ponder on her life.


It didn’t take long for her to reach the Rescue Rangers headquarters, home of herself and all her most dear friends.
Gadget warily climbed the tree, keepin her ears and eyes open for any sign of activity. The branch where she spotted Chip and Tammy on her way out was empty now, and she briefly wondered how their night went. According to what she had put together, Dale might be the most intense and open of the two chipmunks when it came to sex, something that went well with Foxy, his equally passionate girlfirend, but Chip had much, much more stamina, and many times she had found Tammy completely worn out by night-long fucking, courtesy of her boyfriend.
After peeking through a window to make sure that no one was still in the living room, the mousette summoned all her stealth skills and snuck inside, before heading straight towards the showers.


It took Gadget four whole wash, rinse and repeat cycles to finally consider herself clean, and by the time she was done she had pretty much emptied both her supply of shampoo and soap, and consumed all the hot water in the boiler.
Yet she did not regret it in the least, after the night she just had this shower was pretty much all she needed to call it quits and, after drying herself enough not to soak her mattress, she dropped on her bed still completely naked, and was out like a light.
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The day after


It was like a deja-vu for Gadget, it was noon when she finally woke up, and the resemblance to the first time she discovered her human fetish was uncanny, that time she also slept through the entire following morning, and when she woke up was still completely nude.
There are some differences tho, that time she fell asleep on the bare dirt right in the open, and was still coated in the semen that she gathered the day before, while now she slept on her soft bed after taking four showers, five actually if she counted the scrubbing she did in the park fountain.
She was also glad that the ‘Do not disturb’ sign she put on the door of her room had been respected, indeed it had become an unspoken rule that when someone displayed on their door, they really meant it.
Gadget could not remember a time when she slept so soundly, she now felt refreshed both in body and mind, and ready to tackle the new day.


First order of business for today was to have one more shower, just to be safe, then, after putting on her usual attire, the mousette headed for the kitchen, from which came a wonderful smell of food, although judging by the time, Monty was probably serving lunch and not breakfast.
She was right, and as soon as she entered the room the rest of the team greeted her warmly, with some of them making jokes about her sleeping for so long, while others asked if everything was ok.
Gadget answered their inquiries with some vague allusion about having been caught up in designing a new invention and pulling an all-nighter, to which Monterey replied that it must’ve been some really special invention, seeing as she was positively glowing today.
The mousette blushed and, turning to her meal, went quiet.
The rest of lunch went on like normal, except for when Monty mentioned that, when he went to the docks that morning, he heard a rumor that one of the human bums was proclaiming that a little fairy jerked him off that night.
It took all of Gadget’s self control not to choke on the water that she was drinking at the moment, but she could still feel a warm blush making its way on her face.
Finally, a few minutes later, she was back in her room, thinking about the night she just passed and wondering about the future.


She could not deny that it had been one of the best times of her life, for sure it had been the best ‘sexy’ time of her life, and she was already bent on the fact that she was going to do it again, maybe as the cherry on top at the end of a voyeuring night.
The only thing that slightly bothered her was that she completely lost control of her actions as soon as she got close to the human’s penis. The overwhelming pheromones coming from him completely overload her lusty needs, and she was pretty sure that had he woken up during her ministrations, she would have not stopped even if that meant risking her life or exposing the secret world of the anthro animals.
Luckily she had an idea on how to remedy that, she needed to build up her resistance, much like one does with alcohol, and the best way to do that was if she had a constant supply of human male hormones to be exposed to.
And the only real way to do that was to have a stash of preserved sperm, something that she could touch, sniff and even drink, little by little every day.
Immediately, Gadget’s mind went to work, she could easily build a container hidden in her room, she could refill it from any used condom she could find or, even better, milk it herself from unsuspecting men.
From it she could refill a portable bottle to keep with herself all the time and pretend that it was some sort of smoothie.
The thought of going through any usual day, drinking human cum under the nose of her friends, made the mousette blush crimson red, and a familiar warmth began to develop again from her nether regions as she pictured many possible scenarios.
Unfortunately though, it was not the time for any more self indulgence, she had an entire afternoon of catching up with her work to do, and the Ranger Wing needed a change of batteries.


A few minutes later Gadget entered the hangar, and she noticed something odd. Familiar wet sounds and muffled moans came from the cockpit of the plane she was supposed to fix, and sure enough, when she climbed on the wing to check, she found Chip, sitting comfortably on his usual seat, and bouncing on his lap was Tammy, completely lost in ecstasy as she impaled her asshole on her lover’s dick.


“Aw come on guys, here? Now? have some decency and go to your room if you really have to!”
Exclaimed Gadget.


Chip then moved his hands from Tammy’s hips to her ears, squeezing and pulling them and making the squirrel yelp loudly at every bounce.
But the mousette understood that he did it not to make the sodomy hotter, which she had to admit it did as well, but to avoid letting his lover hear what he had to say.


“Really Gadget? You come to me to talk about decency? Should i mention your usual evening adventures and especially the risk you took last night… Little Fairy?”


The mousette’s blood ran cold, in retrospect she already knew that Chip was very intelligent and pretty much a professional detective, but the thought that he had known all along about her ‘hobbies’, gave her mixed feelings.


“Do not worry, i am the only one that figured it out, and i have no intention of exposing you”
He continued.
“And i wont judge your tastes, but i have to ask you to be very careful with them, you know that human fetish is considered a great taboo among us animals, and should you be discovered it would forever taint your life, and possibly the reputation of the whole team.”


The speechless mousette could only nod at that affirmation.
Chip then removed his hands from Tammy’s ears before talking again.
“Good. Now if you don’t mind i have to finish fucking my little pet’s ass and she’ll have to clean up afterwards, it will still take some time.”
Confirming his words, the young squirrel moaned loudly as she impaled herself with even more enthusiasm, and Gadget could not help but feel that the sodomized girl was subtly telling her to get the hell away from her ‘owner’.
Nodding again, the mousette thanked Chip, and headed towards her room.


Gadget was extremely grateful to the chipmunk, he discovered her kink who knows how long ago, and despite the fact that she could be easily considered a perverted deviant, or even a sicko, by the anthro animal community for it, he respected her tastes and let her keep the secrecy of her adventures.
She would have to do something to thank him later, maybe something that would help him wreck the little slutty squirrel even better…
Nimnul Gigantico Gun suddenly came to her mind, if she could reverse-engineer it she could use it to boost the size of a particular part of the chipmunk’s anatomy.
Not that he needed it, but she knew how males prided themselves on their size, plus giving him a dick so large that he could almost break Tammy in half made the whole thing even more appealing, why she could make him so big that he could fuck a horse…


Gadget stopped dead on her tracks.


What if she used it on herself?
She did not want to become as large as a human female, but if she could get just big enough to allow her mouth, pussy and asshole to be properly penetrated…
She would finally be able to have sex with a human!


Excitement filled her mind, and she immediately rushed to her workshop, the fix to the Ranger wing would have to wait, she had to find everything she could on the Gigantico Gun and, while she was at it, build a container to put in her room.