Hazel the Squirel Girl

Hazel chitters happily as she clambers all about you. She's sniffing at your pants, trying to get into your pockets. After a moment, you realize why. You stopped at a convenience store on the way and picked up a favorite candy bar...which contains a variety of nuts. Hazel has smelled them and is now determined to find it. She's quite capable of pinning you as, while not one of the bigger animal girls, she's still an inch taller than you and has the kind of limber muscle that a life of climbing and leaping limb to limb builds. You shift and get out the candy bar, breaking off a peice for Hazel. She chitters enthusiastically as she accepts it and peppers your face with kisses before settling her round and juicy bum on your lap to eat it, her fluffy tail wrapping around your waist.

You share the candy with Hazel as the clerk waits patiently with a knowing smile. Hazel sniffs and nuzzles you, pressing her sizable bosom against your scrawny chest. She shifts her bum against your crotch and notes your boner-bulge with surprised delight. Hazel suddenly straddles your lap, grinding against your groin in a very obvious way, rubbing her breasts against you and looking into your eyes imploringly. You can't say no to those big sweet eyes. The choice is clear.

"Hazel," you tell her, pulling out the collar, "I think we're going to get on famously."

Hazel squeals in delight as you put the collar on her. Once it's there, you can understand her and she wraps herself around you, planting frantic kisses anywhere she can reach.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou," Hazel says rapidly, "Master, I'm so happy! Yay! I have a master!"

The trip back down, Hazel is either dancing about or plastering herself against you. You settle the paperwork quickly and are soon ready to go.