Dale truly hated any kind of house chores.
The young chipmunk in the red Hawaiian shirt, his favorite trademark, couldn’t believe how such a small rodent could devour so many apples in one sitting. He was forced to take care of her, as well as her older sister. But Mrs. Squirrel was so nice and perhaps he and all of his friends will be handsomely rewarded. He already had a few dirty thoughts about her, not like the siblings were any worse.
After feeding the juvenile female squirrel, he was chosen to do the laundry, since the girl was surprisingly going through their clothes almost constantly, dirtying them up. While Dale was picking up their clothes left over here and there inside the household, he eventually found a pair of clearly used panties. And judging by the size and color, it belonged to Bink herself, the youngest one.
He looked around, hopeful that absolutely nobody sees him doing a dirty deed, which didn’t involve cleaning the panties, but something much more sinister. The chipmunk placed the rest of the clothes in the laundry machine, saving one pair for himself. Not stopped by anyone, Dale hid inside his bedroom, still having filthy thoughts.
Right before continuing any further, he removed his Hawaiian shirt, as if his groin wasn’t already exposed, but only afterward he felt truly naked and ready. Dale jumped onto his bed, looking all over the used panties, seeing multiple stains all over them. They didn’t reek or anything, but the scent was still there if he focused well enough. Without any further prolonging, the red-nosed chipmunk started sniffing them, pretty slow at first.
After sensing just a hint of sweat, he took a harder whiff, almost tasting the drops of feminine urine inside them. His mind wandered, imagining the moment itself where the little girl stained them. It was already making him hard enough, to fondle himself, starting right at his furry scrotum. Dale played with his fleshy nuts one at a time, while the small shaft was slowly stiffening, anticipating more action.
“Ah, Bink…” he made a high-pitched sigh, thinking about the juvenile squirrel, forgetting about her older sister’s existence. Only she was important, causing him to do things he would never do before. But the scent was just too powerful and sweet to ignore, making his mind roam into dark depths, increasing his happiness.
Dale already floated into o different plane of reality, daydreaming about his newfound crush, thinking about what he could do to her if it were all real. But having control of these thoughts, he realized that it was possible to do anything. Smiling wide to himself, the chipmunk wrapped his tiny fingers around the already twitching member, while placing himself between imagined Bink’s tiny legs. While taking another whiff of used panties, in his mind he did the same to the squirrel, burying himself in her groin. He would then pull on the material, partially exposing the squirrel.
“Mmm, oh yeah.” Even with his eyes closed shut, he could see the tight and small slit of the young girl, who didn’t even squeak against it, being a figment of his brain after all. Dale would move her small, plump legs away, touching her crotch with a small, red nose. The chipmunk felt intoxicated by her smell, having her panties in real life, so close to his nostrils. While grasping his swollen shaft, he imagined himself extending his tongue, having a taste of the currently silent squirrel.
He curled his little toes, having his mouth touching the panties, adding to the imaginative experience. Dale thought about using his tongue deeper and deeper into the girl, spreading inner walls while massaging them with the fleshy, skilled organ. Dale couldn’t get enough of it, having a great time with someone that wasn’t here with him, but he still could smell her, clear as day. The pervert chipmunk made a mental note to use his imagination more often from now on.
“Do you feel good, little one?” He whispered while Bink had no choice but to nod happily since she was technically his creation. Dale murmured again, continuing licking her tight and fantastically small pussy, just adequate for his needs. But in real life, he was already close to his climax. Not able to stop the building up pleasure, instead of slowing down, he began furiously rubbing the rigid shaft up and down, unable to focus on the squirrel. In his mind, he kept burrowing his nose in the squirrel’s hole, not smelling her anymore since the panties were already outside his reach.
“Ah! No!” The imagined Bink was long gone, when he squirted out a load of the pearly-white seed onto his bed, while a few small drops touched the squirrel’s underwear, soaking right in. While usually he was overjoyed to have such a powerful orgasm, it just happened way too soon for him, leaving a bitter aftertaste. He just needed a lot more of it. 
“Dale?”
Hearing a knock on the door, he quickly hid the panties right beneath the pillow, before putting on his shirt in a hurry. Chip entered the bedroom, twitching his nose and sensing something peculiar. Thinking that he shouldn’t dig any further, the other squirrel asked, eyeing the red-nosed chipmunk. 
“Did you see Bink’s panties anywhere? The laundry is done, but there’s one pair missing.” Not suspecting him to do anything so foul, had just genuine concern about what could happen.
“N-no. Not at all.” Dale sweated profusely, clearly nervous. Chip shrugged at that, leaving the room. After closing the door, Dale could still hear his high-pitched voice.
“Oh, and you have your shirt backwards.”
Ignoring his remark, Dale picked the panties again, hoping that he will be able to perform another round with them. But this time he needed a new scene with Bink, something more provocative. And he had just a thing.
“Hello, beautiful…” chipmunk whispered, lying on his back while placing the soaked material right onto his fuzzy face, the stains directly facing his nostrils. Right after he was greeted by Bink herself, clearly happy to see him again. Without any panties on, was more than prepared for his plowing, which he hoped for. Dale lightly touched her pretty face, teasing that cute little nose and making her giggle, while chuckling himself in reality. After getting into a comfortable position right between her stumpy legs, Dale aligned his larger-than-usual cock on her pussy. Dale had to compensate for his true form somehow.
After a powerful thrust, the chipmunk moaned loudly, no longer caring about making noise in the crowded household. Still sniffing on the dirty panties, he imagined getting a whole shaft inside that incredibly tight and suspiciously deep vagina. The real chipmunk wrapped his whole hand around an average-sized member, quickly massaging it just right before. Not being taken aback by the strong smell of urine, he took a harder whiff at it, having a better time imagining the cute squirrel who made this mess. He placed his hand on the nonexistent girl’s thighs, pushing them further apart, while his abdomen touched her round, fuzzy belly.
In his mind, Bink made many squeaky, overjoyed noises while in reality, those were his, filling the small room he was in. He was shaking so much, it made his bed trembling, close to falling apart. Dale curled his tiny toes, but this time slowing down slightly, not wanting it to end so abruptly like minutes ago, removing his hand from his shaft for a while so he could massage the stretched scrotum.
“Oh, Bink…” he almost shouted, not controlling his voice and excitement anymore. Chipmunk imagined himself placing his lips right on the young squirrel’s, making out with her, and sharing a deep, passionate kiss. He almost felt that sweet, sweet saliva and how its thin string broke after pulling back. Having her panties all over his head helped that sensation, making him wander deeper into wild fantasies. 
“I’m getting close! Hold on!” Dale finally yelped out, increasing his speed rapidly, energetically stroking that rigid shaft up and down, close to the final release. Bink’s cute smile felt almost too real, the whole scene as well. Dale couldn’t touch the real thing, but at least he could smell it, clearly stupefied by it. Not far from the final climax, he felt like his desired squirrel was getting more translucent with each second, disappearing into a void.
“Aaah!” Chipmunk couldn’t help himself, but violently spray his load all over the bed, still having last memory of the youngest squirrel, deeply ravaged by his massive, imagined cock. Dale, still with used panties on his head, exhaled deeply, covered in sweat. Before he could finally dress up and leave, he could hear a furious banging on the bedroom door. He could hear Gadget’s annoyed voice.
“Could you masturbate a bit quieter in there? There are kids in here!”
Looking at cum stained panties, now he had to think how to secretly wash them.