Commission for NSFani
Life is quiet and content in Pelican Town, it's a beautiful spring, and nothing improves a bad mood for Penny like taking a stroll through the old abandoned farm and up into the forests. Except it turns out Heartwood Farm isn't abandoned anymore, Stardew Valley has a new resident, and before she knows it Penny is swept off her feet and onto a path of surprising self-discovery.
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A gentle breeze blew through the air, rustling the leaves and carrying with it the sweet scent of fresh blossom and blooming flowers.
It was a lazy Friday afternoon, the river sleepily making its way from the woods bubbled softly, and not a single person walked the path between Pelican Town and the vast green realm of Cindersap Forest besides one happily humming redheaded figure.
Penny had lived in Pelican Town her whole life, but in all that time she had never seen such a beautiful spring.
Everyone seemed to agree, the entire community smiling and laughing and enjoying their reward for seeing through another winter. Jas and Vincent had been well behaved during Penny’s tutoring session at the museum, but on a day like this, there wasn’t anything Penny could think of that would be better than letting them enjoy the day outside. She’d let them off early and, with Sam watching the two play, had headed home the long way around.
Home.
Penny let out a long, heavy sigh as she trudged along the path that led from the bus stop back into Pelican Town, or in her case, towards the old abandoned Heartwood Farm.
She had just finished another argument with her mother on the long drive back into town from Calico Desert. Pam, as always, had been complaining and Penny had just found herself snapping.
It was unlike her, but spending an hour stuck in an empty, rattling old bus listening to her mother whine about money and the weather and the trailer had ground down on her until she couldn’t stand another syllable.
She’d escaped from the bus the second its doors had clattered open and, instead of taking a left and heading home to a trash-filled trailer that smelled of old beer, she had spun right and hurried away from where Pam would go, and marched into the overgrown fields of the farm.
Heartwood had been abandoned for as long as she could remember, since she’d been a little girl at least, which was why she let out a startled squeak as she found herself almost bumping into two women coming back the other way.
“Robin!” she yelped, clutching her hand over her chest, “Oh… oh I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there.”
“No worries!” Robin chuckled, “What are you doing out this way, Penny?”
“I… I sometimes come this way if I’m not heading straight home from the bus. Up through the mountain trail to your place.” Penny explained, eyeing the second woman beside the town carpenter curiously.
She was a tall, beautiful woman, but she looked pale, sickly almost. Dark rings and sallow cheeks framed gorgeous emerald eyes and a proud, chiselled face. She looked exhausted, and immediately Penny felt her heartstrings tug. She wanted to give the stranger a hug, take her back to town and fetch her a hot meal and a soft bed stat. It felt a little silly, but just seconds after meeting her Penny wanted to take care of this poor woman.
“Well, it looks like you’re going to start needing to ask permission!” Robin grinned, patting the pale woman’s shoulder. “Heartwood Farm’s got a new owner.”
“Oh! That’s wonderful!” Penny smiled, reaching out her hand. “This place has been left for so long, it will be lovely to see it in bloom again. I’m Penny, I live down the road in Pelican Town.”
“Robin.” the stranger said, before cracking a small smirk and shaking her head. “Call me Red, seems this town already has a Robin, and I’d hate to make her feel like I’m muscling in on her brand.”
“Well, there are quite a few redheads in these parts too.” Penny blushed, as Red took her hand and pressed a soft kiss to it.
“I can see. Us gingers are taking over.” Red chuckled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Penny.”
Penny smiled and stroked her fingers through her fiery hair fondly.
The sunlight on her skin felt like pure, radiant contentment, melting away everything and anything that could have possibly made her unhappy. Loose pink petals escaping the trees as the breeze blew fluttered down like fairies, clinging to her bright copper hair before continuing on their dancing way to the sun-baked earth.
The grass was as vividly green as her eyes, the sun as gloriously yellow as her blouse, and Penny felt like she could have just lifted off the ground and swam through the blissful perfumed sunlight.
“Morning Penny!”
Penny couldn’t help but smile as Red straightened up from her work the second she saw her, rising up to her full height like a shoot sprouting from the fields around her.
Over the months Red had totally transformed. Pale skin had given way to a healthy tan, limp red hair had turned into a mane of crimson tied back in a messy ponytail, and her thin, slightly slouching frame had swelled into a well-curved, exquisitely muscular shape. She seemed to have grown an extra foot somehow thanks to the clean, honest farm living, now easily towering over Penny whenever she passed by on her more and more regular walks.
Penny felt her cheeks flush slightly as Red thrust down her shovel into the soft dirt and marched to meet her, a grin on her lips and sweat on her brow.
“Good morning.” Penny brushed some ginger hair behind her ear and tried to avoid noticing how Red’s overalls hug the bulge between her thighs, just as she had been for weeks. “Um… how is the crop coming along?”
“Very nice, I think I’m getting the hang of this.” Red grinned proudly, looking over her work. “Everything I plant seems to come up really strong, must be something in the soil, or luck.”
“Or maybe you’re just a good farmer.”
“Maybe.” Red chuckled, before her eyes widened and she held up a finger. “Oh! Wait here a second love, I had something for you.”
She sprinted back to the cabin she called home and began searching through a chest, totally oblivious that Penny’s cheeks had turned as red as her hair.
They were still burning as she returned, presenting a beautiful red poppy in a warm clay pot, and only grew redder as it was pressed into her hands.
“I planted a few of these a while ago, thought it might be nice to have some colour down by the creek. Take it, please.” She said softly. “They always remind me of you when I see them.”
Penny drank in the colour of the flowers growing beside the path, dandelions and daisies and buttercups all peeking up from the lush grass, swaying in the same breeze she basked in. It was so peaceful, so beautiful, totally serene.
Then a sound met her ears.
A laugh, rising above the rustling leaves and chirping birds and scampering squirrels, one as familiar as the town itself to Penny’s ears.
She smiled eagerly and quickened her pace.
The laughter in the Stardrop Saloon mixed with the music, a chaotic cacophony of people having fun that drowned out any specific sound unless someone was paying close attention. Other people’s conversations, the clink of glasses, the gushing of taps, it all blended into one, and good thing too, because if it had been any quieter someone might have heard the noises coming from just outside.
“Aoouuhhhh fuuuuck meeeee!” Penny howled, eyes rolled back in her head as she braced herself against the wooden wall of the saloon and tried her best not to pass out from pleasure.
“Shhhh. K… keep it down.” Red groaned, teeth clenched tight as she pressed her forehead against Penny’s shoulder, her arms around her waist, her cock buried inside her soft, wet twat. “Someone’s gonna hear.”
“Nyaahh, can’t… too biiiig.” Penny sobbed, feeling how Red’s fat pillar of futa cock remoulded her poor virgin pussy into the perfect cockholster for her. It was bliss, and agony, and she couldn’t do anything but push back against Red’s hammering thrusts with her hips. “Don’t… stooooop.”
“Fuck… Pennnny.”
Red’s palm slid up from Penny’s bulging stomach, squeezing a pert breast over her yellow blouse, before wrapping around the girl’s slender throat.
She squeezed, not enough to choke, but just enough to silence Penny’s squeal of need.
Just in time.
The door to the saloon swung open just around the corner from the rutting pair and the sound of footsteps and voices drifted into the warm night air.
“G’night guys.” Gus’ voice said from within and the door swung shut with a clicking lock.
A procession of shadowy figures, hidden in the night, scattered from the saloon and made for their homes, oblivious to the trembling pair pressed up against the wall of the saloon itself.
“Ouhhhh.” Penny croaked through Red’s fingers as her lover kept her hand clamped over her mouth, the warmth and weight of a truly ungodly load of cum settling in her belly.
Penny felt butterflies flutter in her stomach as she practically skipped past the cliffside rise into Cindersap Forest itself and saw a towering red-headed figure standing in the meadow beside Leah’s Cottage.
Red’s battered brown leather jacket clung to her broad shoulders more tightly by the day, her new farmer’s muscles straining the coat that had once swallowed her reedy frame up. Her long scarlet hair glimmered in the sun like liquid rubies.
She wasn’t alone.
Leah was with her, smiling happily up at Penny’s wife, a basket of poppyseed muffins clutched in her hands. She shyly tucked her long ginger braid behind her ear and laughed at something Red said, before standing up on her tiptoes and pressing her lips to Red’s.
Red’s hands rose on instinct, pausing uncertainly in the air, hovering over Leah’s hips, before gripping her tight and squeezing.
Penny’s eyes widened, her breath caught in her throat, as Leah dropped the muffins and palmed Red’s shoulders, one foot lifting off the ground as their kiss deepened.
Red’s hands moved lower, sliding down hips to sink into Leah’s tight round ass, lifting her up slightly into their kiss.
Penny cooed as Red’s lips left hers, biting her lip and fighting the urge to giggle. Red looked so handsome in her suit, so clean and totally unlike the farmer Penny had fallen hopelessly in love with, and yet so totally hot.
She stared down at the glittering iridium ring on her finger, then her eyes focussed on the thick, virile bulge between Red’s mighty thighs just past it.
“You’re drooling, love.” Red whispered into her ear, hand stroking over Penny’s slender hip. “Let everyone congratulate us first… then we’ll start our honeymoon.”
“Mmmm.”
Penny fought back her need and turned to face the community of Pelican town, beaming happily as they clapped and applauded and each came up to give their best wishes as the ceremony came to an end.
She accepted cheek-kisses and hugs from her friends, showed off her dazzling ring, and as soon as it was possible, leapt into Red’s arms. She couldn’t help but grin as she was bridal carried through the forest path to her home at Heartwood, nuzzling against Red’s chiselled jaw and peppering her neck with kisses until at last the was thrown down onto their marital bed.
Her panties were pitched across the room in an instant and as Red sunk to the root inside her, Penny sang out with total delight.
“Gotta get home.”
Penny heard her wife’s low, husky purr even at the distance she was at, hiding behind a tree and staring as Red gave Leah’s ass a sharp smack.
“C… come visit again!” Leah pleaded, voice shrill and needy as Red vanishes up the path back home.
It was only as the door to Leah’s cottage closed that Penny emerged from her hiding place and staggered back along the same path her bride had taken.
She felt like she was sleepwalking, slightly separated from the beautiful day around her, lost in her own thoughts.
She should have been angry, heartbroken surely, and yet…
“Ohh… Red.” Penny breathed, chewing her lip as she rewound the delicious slap of her wife’s palm into Leah’s ass.
It turned her on something fierce.
Was that wrong? Did that say something about her? She’d watched her spouse making out and groping one of her oldest friends and instead of betrayal she’d only felt arousal.
She was so engrossed in her own daydreams of Red and Leah that she only realised she’d stepped back into the cabin when Red’s hands slid around her stomach and her cheating lips pressed to her neck.
“Welcome home, love.” Red cooed, “Good day?”
Penny flushed and lifted her skirt, showing off the damp mess of her panties. “You could make it the best.”
-o-o-o-
As the creaking of a badly abused bedframe died down and the sound of panting women filled the air, Penny lay back beneath her wife and sighed.
How many times had Red pounded her in their bed by now? Hundreds probably, at least once a day, every night as they came to bed after a long day and fucked their cares away. They’d already had to commission Robin a new bed after cracking their backboard right down the middle. It was a miracle Penny hadn’t broken herself given she was the one taking the punishment of Red’s primal lust direct, but she liked to think it was what she had been born to do.
Red’s cock belonged inside her, stretching her out, filling her up, turning her cute little pussy into nothing but a cum-leaking breeding hole. Her tits were for Red to suck and squeeze, her ass was for Red to spank and grope and smother her face with. Her mouth was for Red to kiss and for Penny to worship Red’s body with from head to toe, but especially in the middle.
Penny groaned as Red slowly slid out of her, a gush of fresh spunk oozing out onto the sheets as she rolled onto her back and let out a satisfied sigh.
“I love you, Penny.”
Penny’s heart fluttered and she pressed herself to Red’s side, hand closing around her huge, sticky, bitchbreaking cock.
She stroked her wife’s length thoughtfully, enjoying the weight and heat and hardness like steel beneath her fingers, the glue-thick cum, hot and buttery, sticking to her skin.
“Red… do you ever think that the house is a little… empty?”
Red opened her eyes and raised a brow. “Empty?”
“I just thought… maybe, if you wanted… we could…”
Red grinned and rolled towards her. “Start a family?”
Penny swore she could feel her ovaries tingle longingly and her entire womb throb with need.
“Um… actually I meant about maybe… pets?”
Red looked a little disappointed but kept her smile.
“What kind of pet would you like, love?”