A Startling Speech

The yellow Shih Tzu has been altered much the same as her fellow Animal Crossing inhabitants, less chibi and more... ‘full-figured’ seems an appropriate description, looking at her. Short-statured despite the changes, her limbs were stretched out into more human proportions. Her green sweater and white blouse held tight to a modest but noticeable bust, while her navy blue skirt strained against ample, flared hips. Her blond hair (ears? it was hard to tell where they stopped and started) framed a pleasant smile, but even from your vantage point hidden behind the store corner and the hips of a bemused Paula, you could see in her eyes the same pink glow that took hold of the fighters on the cliff, followed by a faint flash of pink criss-crossing through the threads of her outfit. Isabelle’s hands were behind her back, and she closed her eyes in a cutesy smile seeing the three residents who had been missing from what was apparently an impromptu town meeting.

“I know it’s a little unusual to do announcements in person,” Isabelle starts, “especially while Mr. Nook and his nephews are on vacation away from the island. But I think is the best way to introduce everyone to the changes we’re going to be rolling out around the island, starting today!” Another murmur rises up from assembled animals, and even the three aware of your presence are curious enough to tear their eyes off of you for a moment.

“Uhh... that’s a little sudden, isn’t it?” Paula asks, “I mean, I guess it’s cool, it’s just another holiday or something right? Eggs or feathers to find around the island?” Isabelle smiles again, but slowly shakes her head.

“Not quite. Actually, The Mayor and I had the idea to institute something of a dress code on the island. Ah, but don’t worry!” Isabelle says, suddenly looking worried as the crowd starts to chatter louder, “you’ll still have plenty of freedom to express yourselves for any occasion, and all sorts of apparel to purchase from our very own Able Sisters!”

The villagers quiet down a bit, though from the snippets you can hear from your hiding place, they’re not quite reassured.

“It’s taken me so long to get my wardrobe in order... if these new rules aren’t to my standards someone will be hearing about this!

“Can they actually make us dress differently. I don’t think there was anything in the Nook Inc. contracts about that...”

“Why do we still call her the Mayor, anyway? That was like, so last decade!”

“Please, please don’t worry, everyone!” Isabelle says again, “this is why I wanted to do this in person, so I could show everyone what I was talking about.” The secretary finally pulls her hand out from behind her back, and you see her holding a wand- a plastic looking stick with a star at the top that you know has actual shooting stat fragments in it, the wand is not a necessary tool in the normal New Horizons gameplay, but definitely fun, as it let you create and swap into pre-set outfits at any time by simply waving it above your head.

“Oh!” Audie suddenly perks up and moves forward, giving you some breathing room for the first time since you woke up. “Are you going to be modeling for us Miss Isabelle?” The pink light swells in Isabelle’s eyes again, only this time it stays, and suddenly the tip of the wand is the same color. Isabelle takes a step forward, and points the want in Audie’s direction.

“Not exactly,” Isabelle says, in the same perky tone of voice, before a blast of sparkly pink light shoots out of the wand and hits Audie dead-on, briefly engulfing her in a bright silhouette, before it subsides, leaving Audie standing there stunned.

“Woah!” the chipper wolf says, waving the twinkling lights out of her eyes, “I didn’t know the wands could do that! ... Hm? Why’s everyone looking at me like.... that...” Audie looks down at herself and lets out a short shriek, the other villagers erupting into shouts as well. The pink blast didn’t hurt Audie at all, and it didn’t do anything to Isabelle’s outfit like a wand normally would; instead, Audie’s sundress was gone right off of her body, replaced by a much skimpier piece of fabric! The swimsuit, or so it could generously be called, was a single piece of thin green material, stretched down from each of her shoulders to just barely cover her nipples, leaving the rest of her perky breasts exposed, and coming together to an obscenely right point between her legs. From your hiding place behind her, you were treated to a full view of the wolf’s orange moon, the green fabric almost invisible between her cheeks, even as it split to accommodate her tail. “I-Isabelle! What the heck?! T-this is what everyone has to wear?!”

“Oh no, of course not,” Isabelle says, as though this was nothing out of the ordinary, “It’s just one example! Me and the Mayor have been working hard with everyone’s favorite hedgehog seamstresses to come up with outfits to better show off the freedom of island life! Whether it’s hitting the beach in a swimsuit, to exercising in the fresh air, or enjoying a starry night sky with someone special," Isabelle says, waving her wand with each new example. Two more villagers get blasted, blue goat boy getting left in tiny spandex shorts and a pair of sneakers next to a white cat whose fur perfectly contrasts the black lingerie and stockings she now finds herself wearing. "Or taking part in our holiday festivities!" Another couple of pink blasts, and a plain doe finds herself in a technicolor set of pasties, complete with Festival headdress, while the stocky horse next to her has trouble keeping his endowments hidden behind the red Christmas ribbon that has replaced his shorts. You're having a hard time taking your eyes off the suddenly scantily clad crowd when Paula turns to snap you out of it.

"So, uh, maybe this is a bad day to introduce you. I don't know what's come over Isabelle, but something is seriously--"

A blast of light catches Paula in the back, her purple-and-blue striped dress disappearing into a plain red t-shirt with a cyan number '1' on the front and.... nothing else, and your jaw drops as you find yourself eye level with the thick patch of blond hair between the tall bear's thick thighs.

"...wrong," Paula says, after a beat, a blush rising to her face as her hands lower to cover herself, "seriously wrong."

"...or something simple to lay about the house in!" Isabelle continues, "Now, all non-administrative inhabitants of the island will be expected to follow these rules, and we're hoping to lead by example for other islands in the area. And who knows! Whether they like the idea or we have to pull out another few wands, we could have hundreds of people in on this program in the next few months!"

The villagers have long since stopped listening to their normally sensible secretary, some running home to change, some banging on the locked door of nearby clothing store, some simply running around in a near naked panic. You jolt as you feel a hand- no, a wing- on your shoulder, and find a miraculously still clad Mallary sharing your hiding space.

"So," she starts, panting, having apparently run off somewhere and come back, "clearly the people running the island have gone insane. It's a shame, quackpth, but I think if we can get to the docks the Dodo's can fly us out of here. Assuming they aren't in on it too...."

"That's a little cold, yodelay," Paula says, having crouched down to join the two of you. As she continues to stick her head out and keep an eye on the unstable Shih Tzu, you gulp and clasp your hands harder over your growing erection, her big, bare, bear bottom still completely exposed. "Are we supposed to leave everyone else to fend for themselves?"

"Well it's either that or fall in line with their exhibitionist agenda!"

"I don't think she actually wants to do this," you finally pipe up, "I think something's kinda... gotten into Isabelle's head." Whatever that pink light is, they were their normal selves before it took hold of them, you think to yourself, but it seems like it's in their clothes, so am I supposed to...?

_"_Ugh!" Mallary says, "I was worried we might need to resort to more... physical methods, which is why I ran to get this," she says, pulling out a the familiar shape of a Leaf, a furniture object not actively placed in the world, and handing it to you. You know exactly what to do with it, but are you brave enough? If you want to get home, you might have to be! With one last deep breath, you steel yourself for what might be a really bad idea. "So, we can use this to--- what are you doing?!" the duck squawks, but you don't hear her, having run out of the hiding spot into the open in front of Isabelle. Almost your entire body is exposed, except for the Leaf covering your still semi-erect dick, cutting the figure of a less-than-eager-Adam as you realize that you are, after all in a fighting game, and might need to face this issue head on. Isabelle's eyes go wide as she sees you, the pink light glowing strong behind them, as she puts her wand away.

"Ah! I was wondering if you might be stopping by to enjoy our island," she says, squaring up to fight, "please, let me show you our new brand of hospitality!" You stand still for a split-second, legs still ready to turn around and run, but Isabelle dashes towards you, and you find yourself committed to facing down this pervertedly possessed administrative assistant!