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Sam Squirrel was a young squirrel who couldn't speak at all. The abbey residents couldn't quite figure it out.

Constance was in her room with young Sam. She was going through some old diaries written by previous badger mothers, until she came across one by Bella, the very first badger mother of Redwall and the 4-greats grandmother of Constance. These diaries were so secret only badger mothers were allowed access to them, and not even record keepers were allowed to take a peep.

As she was reading, she came across an entry that was especially private. According to the entry, Bella had sexual relations with a squirrel dibbun named Chugger (see Legend of Luke: Behind the Bushes, part 3). Constance was shocked, yet slightly aroused by this. "Oh, my," she said to herself, then she looked at little Sam. "I don't think I could ever... could I?"

Sam looked at Constance with curiosity.

At the end of the entry was a separate note, which read that Chugger learned to speak more properly after the sexual encounter. "Could this cure your muteness?" she asked Sam, who of course did not reply.

Constance gradually got horny, and she took off her blouse. She approached Sam and said, "you know, you are one cute little squirrel." She then took off his clothing, exposing his young nudity. "Oh, my," she said. "You are quite well endowed for such a likkle squiggle," Constance said, repeating the same silly description Chugger had given himself in the diary entry before he could speak properly.

Constance picked up Sam, and brought him to her bed. She began petting Sam on the back, then scratched his furry chest. She eventually worked her way down to his belly, and then his groin. The expression on his face showed that he liked what she was doing. Constance gently grasped Sam's penis between her finger and thumb, and stroked until he was hard.

Then Constance spread her legs out. She desperately wanted Sam, despite the fact she was roughly ten times his weight and he was very young. Instinctively, Sam approached Constance, inserting his young throbbing member into her mature, gaping vagina. Constance moaned as she felt Sam going in and out of her. With his feet on the bed and his forepaws on her lower belly, he was breeding her like an experienced stud, even though this was his first time.

Then Constance heard something come from Sam. Was it a moan? Then again, louder. Pleasurable moans were coming from Sam, generated by his newly developing voice box. Then, finally, Sam was in his peak of orgasm and moaned, "Ohhhhh!" His sperm gushed in quantities quite copious for a creature his age. Sam was no longer a virgin, and also no longer mute.

"Oh, yes, Sam, that was so good," said Constance. "You good little boy!"

"Con... stance," said Sam. "Constance, I love you!"

"You did it!" said Constance. "You talked! And yes, I love you too!" She picked Sam up and kissed him all over. Later, as in the tradition of Redwall Abbey, that summer was given a name: The Summer of the Talking Squirrel.