“Excuse me? H-Hello?”

No luck. Shiori squinted through the blinds, curiously scanning for any signs of life inside. Seeing nothing, she shrugged and glanced around. It was just as well really; hauling her suitcase up the dirt path from the nearest road to the house after getting out of the taxi had taken the wind out of her, and the summer heat didn’t help. 

For such a famously vibrant ranch, it sure did seem deserted. She stood on the front porch to the farmhouse, a huge three story home that had clearly been renovated and expanded over time, though at its core remained a rustic, nostalgic charm. The clean, cream plastered walls, beaming green ferns and colourful flowerbeds lining its walls and curved terracotta roof tiles created the air of a spanish villa, though it retained its’ agricultural identity thanks to the fertile land surrounding it on all sides. 

And there was no mistaking it, that was one amazing view, Shiori thought as she gingerly walked around the corner of the house in search of someone to introduce herself to. Patches of sunlight that peeked through the clouds swept over golden and green fields for what looked to be miles of gently rolling hills, cut off on the horizon only by dense woodland. The land was cleanly cut into vast squares of individual crops, with a few smaller buildings dotted around them including a tall barn and some variety of engineers’ workshop. 

Shiori couldn’t help but smile wistfully as she drank it all in from under her wide brimmed sunhat of seafoam blue that matched her breezy summer dress. The snow white arctic fox’s violet eyes shone as she enjoyed the view, brushing strands of her long white hair from her face as she lost herself for a moment. 

“Uh, hey there.” 

And that moment was all it took for her to jump out of her skin when she finally found someone. Or precisely, when someone found her. 
Shiori gave a short, sharp yelp, her ears perking up and tails ruffling. She turned in place to face the sound and was greeted by a tall, broad shouldered and rather embarrassed-looking collie. 

“Oh gosh! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you!” The man apologised. He was dressed in a red short sleeved flannel shirt that clung to his chest and complimented his strong arms, likely built up through years of hard farm work, alongside simple denim jeans painted in dust and frayed around the ankles, and a pair of simple sandals over his feet. Shiori had no idea where he’d come from, but then for all she knew, she could’ve been taking in the sights for five seconds or five minutes. 

“N-No, my fault, I was miles off…” Shiori chuckled awkwardly, feeling the heat on her cheeks so generously that she thought she must have looked more cherry red than snow white at that moment. 

After a few moments more of trading apologies and awkward laughter, they got around to proper introductions. 
“I’m Randal.” He said, reaching out a hand to shake. 
“Shiori. Shi is fine.” 
She took his hand, impressed momentarily at the strength of his grip that juxtaposed the softness of his fur coat. 
“Ah, Mora said you would be coming today! Welcome!” Randal jovially replied. “It’s a pleasure to have you. Lets’ get you inside, it’s a scorcher today! I hope we didn’t keep you waiting long!” 
“N-No problem.” She said as Randal started to lead her back to the front door. After he pulled a key out from his jean pocket and unlocked it, he noticed Shiori’s suitcase and gasped. 
“Ohh, I’m sorry, where are my manners? Let me help you with that.” He chirped, offering out a hand for her belongings. 
“Okay, um, thanks, j-just be careful, it’s…” She began to say, as Randal effortlessly hoisted the hefty luggage in one hand and carried it inside like it was a paperback book. 
“...heavy.” She breathed, following him in swiftly, her tails now swishing behind her. 

--- 

Shiori was as nervous and excited as one might understandably be on the first day of a new job. Not to mention being extra grateful for the opportunity considering farms like Las Lindas didn’t usually hire at this time of the year. But they were undergoing a period of vast transformation, apparently seeking to introduce themselves to an entirely new industry, and Shiori wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth, especially not when it came with accomodation, food and a decent vacation and pension package. 
Her nerves soothed quickly enough though with the help of warm company (and cold lemonade). Randal showed her inside and took the time to chat with her on the couch for a spell, hearing about what brought her to Las Lindas, what she’d done in college, and keenly answering any questions she might have had. He was attentive and caring, with a jolly laugh and a reassuring presence. Not to mention being easy on the eyes, Shiori thought to herself as Randal showed her out to take her on a tour of the farm grounds. 

Randal led Shiori past the house, around the perimeter of some of their fields, into the workshop, barn and greenhouses, and beyond. Shiori marvelled at all of it, so much so that she had to concentrate to really listen to Randal as he talked about the farm, the daily duties and what an average day looked like as he showed her around. Yet the best was yet to come. 

“Here we are!” Randal announced as he led her through a brief stretch of woodland path before they came to a great clearing, centred around a pristine, shimmering lake. 
“Wow…” Shiori sighed in awe, drinking in the view as she wandered closer to the lake’s edge with wide eyes, as if the enchanting sight had her in a trance. Her shoes clicked against the moist pebbles at the shore, another instrument to the natural symphony of lapping water, subtle birdsong and rustling trees. 
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Randal smiled. “I come out here to fish, nap, read a good book and when I just need to unwind. It’s probably my favourite place on the whole estate.” 
“I can see why.” Shiori absently replied, looking across the whole vista before her. She took a deep inhale through her nostrils and allowed her eyes to drift shut, connecting to the present moment carried by the gentle wind tickling at her ankles and wafting sweetly at her dress. 
So peaceful. 

“CANNONBALL!” 
“GEECKU TOO!”
“LOOK OUT!” 

The first two voices that broke the moment of tranquility she was savouring were unfamiliar to Shiori. The last one was Randal, in a hasty, desperate attempt to warn her. But it was too little too late; by the time Shiori’s eyes shot open, all she saw was a streak of cloudy white fur and another of myriad bright colours shooting past her and jumping straight into the lake. 
After that, the only thing that caught her attention was the deluge of water that crashed down upon her following the impact of their bodies hitting the surface. 

“GWAH!” 

Not the most stylish sound one could make, but it was just what came out of Shiori’s mouth on instinct, in response to being pelted with a wall of water that soaked into her dress instantly, filling her shoes and drenching her fur. The force of it all was such that she was a bit shaky on her feet, too.

“Oh my god I am soooo sorry!” Randal profusely apologised, taking Shiori by the hand to keep her upright. “Are you okay?” 
“Y-Yeah…” She muttered, almost as taken aback by the touch of his hand in hers as she was by the splash. Or maybe that was just the shock of the cold water soaking through her fur and chilling her to the bone. 
“Sarah! Look what you did!” He barked at the blonde-topped feline only now coming back up for air from under the lake’s surface. When she did crest the surface, Randal found he had to add something else, much to his cherry-cheeked embarrassment as he slapped his hand over his eyes to avert his gaze. “Gah! And w-what happened to your clothes?!” 
“Hunh?” The cat bumbled, looking around after peeling her waterlogged locks of hair out of her face. “O-Ohhhh! Um, sorry lady!” She said jovially. “My bad, Ran! You can blame Geecku though, she dared me to race her first and we got carried away!” Apparently nudity was a non-issue for her that didn’t even warrant acknowledging.

Suddenly, a long, strong, vibrantly coloured tail slithered through the water like a menacing shark fin, making a beeline for Sarah. When it drew close, its’ wearer pounced. 
“Gotcha!” 
“Ahhh! Heehee, stoppit!” 
This tall, amazonian reptile woman who was as colourful as she was hyperactive, Shiori supposed, was Geecku.
“Nuuu way!” Geecku replied. Either she hadn’t noticed that she and Sarah had an audience, or she simply didn’t care, given how she was squeezing Sarah’s breasts from behind and nipping at her neck. 
“G-Geecku! Please be decent, we have company! W-We talked about this!” Randal chided her, his hand still squashed over his face to hide the sudden indecent act from his eyes. That, and he likely also wished to cover his sorely blushing cheeks. 
“Nyeh?” Geecku chirped, looking up at Randal and his completely drenched guest. “Ohhhh. Dat’s okay, it’s nice n’ hot today, an’ the water’s great! Puppy n’ fox lady should ditch stupid clothes and get in here!” 

Shiori didn’t know quite what to say. Not just because the chilling water dripping from her fur and clothing had rapidly robbed her of the ability to conjure up long sentences, but because of what a sharp right turn her peaceful tour around Las Lindas had taken. In different circumstances she might have really enjoyed a brisk dip, but not under duress from this lascivious predator. Not to mention the very thought of bathing in any kind of undressed state in Randal’s presence was… 
...Well, it was embarrassing, but come to think of it, if it was just him for company, it might not have been so bad. 

“For Pete’s sake…” Randal sighed. “I’m so sorry. Let me get you back to the house, I’m sure Taffy won’t mind loaning you a dress…” 
“Uhmm, okay...” She mumbled, snapping back to reality as Randal ushered her back hastily the way they came.
“Umm… W-Where did we come from again?” She sheepishly asked as they reached the woods. 
“Ohh, right! Uh, this way…” 
She squeaked from the cold when he put his hand in hers. 
“O-Ohh, sorry! I didn’t…” 
“N-No, it’s…” 
“Erm, can I…”
“Y-Yeah…” 
With that hurried exchange, and a lot of stammering and interruption amongst it all, Shiori held his hand and let him lead the way, with an awkward silence lying thick in the air. As they shuffled through the undergrowth, Shiori could hear the quiet splashing and cavorting of Sarah and Geecku from somewhere behind them. Despite the moisture dripping from her fur and gathering in Randal’s palm, her suddenly plummeted body temperature and the abrupt and brazen introduction she’d had to two of the other farmhands, she couldn’t help but smile ear to ear. What a day to remember this was turning out to be!

And she didn’t even know the half of it, yet. 

--- 

“How’s it fit?” 
“Uhh, a little big for me…” 
“Ah, y-yeah, I guess Taffy is a little taller than you, huh?” 
That wasn’t what Shiori meant, and it sounded like Randal knew it, judging solely by how flustered he sounded. 
“Sorry, I was kind of in a hurry…” He muttered from the other side of the tree that stood just a stone’s throw from the household. His fiancé clearly put a lot of importance on keeping the home spick and span, as apparently she wasn’t even allowed back in before drying off enough so as not to track muddy water over their polished hardwood floors. At least she agreed to lend her a dress, even if it was far from being her size, in more than one way. 

“No problem, I appreciate the help!” Shiori assured him, starting to slip the dress back off of herself. Her underwear, at least, had escaped most of the water damage. Good thing too, as she really liked the delicate little salmon pink matching lingerie combo she had on at that time. It felt strange to expose so much of herself out in the open like this, but not necessarily bad. Refreshing, in a way. 

Shiori might have been annoyed by Taffy’s strict anti-dirt rules, if she weren’t so very new to the household, and if it weren’t such a beaming hot day that the sun itself was doing a decent job already of drying out her fur. And, she admitted to herself, if she didn’t have such handsome company, even if he was just respectfully standing guard on the other side of the grand old tree behind which she’d slipped out of her dress. 

“I’ll, uhh, get you another.” Randal offered as he held out a hand to one side, offering to take the dress from Shiori. 
“Thanks, but don’t worry-” That was all she managed to squeak out as she reached over to his outstretched hand to give him the dress back, only to fall forwards in an embarrassingly full-on flummoxing flop. 
When she cracked her eyes open, she expected to be flat on her face on the grass, yet that wasn’t quite the reality of it. She had collapsed forwards alright, but she hadn’t collapsed all the way forwards, thanks to a certain someone having caught her in his sturdy two-toned arm. 
“Woah, a-are you okay?!” Randal asked out of worry. 
“Umm, yeah, thank you…” Shiori replied promptly. The shock of being in her undies in full view of Randal hadn’t quite hit her yet. At that moment her attention was occupied fully with how simultaneously fluffy and firm his arm muscles were. 
“Come on, lets’ get you up, hope you didn’t get any mud on you! W-Wouldn’t that just make this the worst first day ever? Heh…” Randal continued to ramble as he guided her onto her feet, as if he was desperately fighting back the awkwardness of the interaction by filling the air with chatter. 
“Ummm, R-Randal?” Shiori awkwardly started to ask, but he was already looking her over for any dirt or scrapes she might’ve gotten from the fall. She knew he did so out of care for her wellbeing, but being looked over in such detail by such a handsome collie, so abruptly, in nothing but her undies was making her heart punch at the bars of her ribcage. 
She couldn’t say she didn’t like it though. His fingers were warm, and his touch made her tails swish about behind her.
“Okay, uhh, you look fine… Gosh, I feel awful, some tour guide I am, right?” He chuckled, standing upright again, at which point Shiori couldn’t help but notice his loose jeans were sporting a sizable bulge. 
“I’ll get you another dress, so-” 
She took his hand before he could take a step further. 
“Shiori?” 
She had to really lean up on her tiptoes to kiss him. His lips were surprisingly soft for being out in the sun all day. Her other hand pressed to the adorable tuft of white fur just below his collarbone.
Her eyes were shut, but she could feel how wide his own gaze must have been in that moment. Yet, he didn’t let go of her hand. 
In fact, within a second or two, he was squeezing it harder, and cupping her naked hip in his other hand. His mouth even opened, and his tongue peeked out for just a moment, before she broke the kiss. 
“I, ummm…” It was her turn to stutter, now that the reality of her impulsive decision was catching up with her. “I’m sorry, I know you’re taken, I just-”
“Don’t be.” He spoke, smooth as silk. It was as though she’d pushed a switch on his tufty chest and now Randal had switched modes completely. “I’m glad one of us did something. Taffy always tells me I can afford to be a bit more impulsive.” He grinned. 
Shiori felt shocked, her ears twitching and standing on end.
“But you and her are, I mean… you’re really cute, but I don’t want to get in the way of…” 
He silenced her by running his fingers past her cheek and chin. 
“Things are kinda… unique around here. No need to worry.” 
Shiori smiled, feeling her worries melt and her desires burn under the power of Randal’s alluring smile. 
“Now then…” He whispered. “Would you kindly help me get a little more comfortable myself?” 
She nodded hurriedly, and just as soon as her fingers started to muddle with the buttons on his shirt, he had kissed her again. This time, he squirmed his tongue out to mingle with hers almost immediately. 
To hell with it, Shiori thought, wrapping a leg around his hip as she nearly ripped the buttons on his shirt apart. Her fingers sank into the luscious coat of fur on his toned chest just as Randal’s touch tickled south, until he was feeling up her butt cheeks and playing with the hem of her underwear. 
This was going faster than she’d first anticipated when she kissed him, but she wasn’t exactly complaining. Especially not when she felt that telltale bulge nudging against her groin. 
“Mmmmmm.” she moaned as their tongues played. Today was just getting better and better. 

--- 

“Careful now…” Randal said, his words contradicting his actions as he guided her down onto his lap, pressing her mound along the length of his manhood.
“Don’t worry about me…” She whispered over her shoulder. “I’m pretty comfy.” 
She wasn’t kidding. Randal was sat upright against the tree, on the shadowy side where they would be out of the view of the household (and his fiance), with Shiori nicely nestled down into his lap with her legs spread and her tails tickling his now bare chest. She felt completely at ease here, not to mention it was invigorating to see how swiftly Randal had moved her to his liking, stripped her down and set about getting the both of them cosy. Her previous soaking was a million miles away in her mind; her attention was directed solely upon a very attractive part of his anatomy.
“Ohhh, Shi…” He growled, finally using her nickname comfortably, his hands guiding her hips up. “I’ve got to have you.” 
“Y-Yes…” She squeaked under her breath, gazing down at his twitching, girthy, warm member, poised right underneath her moist sex. She hooked one arm over his shoulder, letting Randal nuzzle against her cheek, and to give herself some well needed leverage. 
Randal hugged her close around the navel, nibbled at her neck, and smoothed his palms down to her inner thighs. 
“You’re so wet.” He growled against her fur. “Ready for this?” 
“Mmhmmm…” She simply moaned, her muscles relaxing as best she could muster while also feeling her heart beat in her throat. Shiori gasped when he rubbed his fingers against, and slid two of them between, her sopping labia. 
“O-Ohhh… F-Fuck…” She panted, reciprocating by tickling her fingers up and down his rigid cock. “P-Please…”
“Good girl.” 
He moved his hands. He lifted her hips. He nudged his cock between her folds, and...
“Nnnnngh.”
...slid himself inside her. 
“AHH!” 
She knew they had to be quiet, given their far from private position. But she just couldn’t help it. Between how long it’d been for her, and how big he was, she cried out before she could stop herself. 
“Shh….” Randal gently encouraged, even though he himself was growling under his breath from the pleasurable grip of her pussy. “My goodness you’re a tight one.” 
“D-Don’t…” She started, wanting to tell him not to tease her. But she couldn’t get another word out before he began to thrust. 
“Hhhnnn…” Her deep, desperate breaths came hot and heavy, her modest breasts bounced upon her chest, and her body rubbed and rolled down upon his, not to mention gripping his pumping cock with all the pressure and moisture of a girl who hadn’t had a good fuck from a good man in a good while. 
“Oh Shi…” Randal huffed, guiding her by the chin into another kiss as he rolled his hips while shoved far enough inside her that she’d feel the start of his knot glimpsing her clit. The kiss was deep, slobbery and as desperate as they both felt, to be as close as they could. And there was only one way they could be physically ‘closer’ than they already were. 
“Gimme…” She breathed after that long, rough, wide canine tongue of his finally released her after a good minute of tongue fucking and cock riding. 
“Give you what?” Randal teased, even as he started to push what she wanted inside her, a tiny amount at a time, making her feel even more full than before. 
“G-Give me…” He felt up one of her breasts. “Nnnnh!” He splayed his fingers out around her mound. “Ahhh!” And he chewed on her neck like she was prey. “Give me your knot Randal!” Privacy be damned, nothing else mattered at that moment. She felt so flustered by saying it outright, but she was just too close to care beyond that. “Please!” 
“Unnngh, good foxy…” 
He obliged her immediately, wrapping his fingers around her thighs to push her down, push her pussy lips apart, squeeze himself in… 
More and more, wider and wider, he pushed inside without her even having any idea how much was left. It sucked the breath from her lungs and filled her mind with pain-laced pleasure, but it was worth it. 
“Oh gods…” She started to moan, but then the next thing she knew, her soaking sex got past the point of no return. 
The juicy sound of the rest of his knot sliding up into her cunt  was nothing compared to their synchronised moans of bliss. 
“Haaaahhh!”
“Unnggffff…!” 
Shiori clenched. Randal throbbed. Both of them knew what was coming. 
“Gonna fill you…” 
“G-Give it to me!” 
They both expressed their heartfelt mutually shared desire as Randal rocked her up and down, locking his jaws around her tender neck fur to give a tender lovebite while she clung to him in every way. They were locked together, and there was no helping the inevitable now. An unspoken slice of knowledge that made what they were about to do, what this engaged hunk was about to do to her, so much more tantalising. 
“NGHH!” 
And when he did it, with his hands around her torso clutching him tight like his personal helpless little fucktoy, he seemed to savour every moment of her ‘defeat’. 
“AUGH! R-RANDAL!” 
Shiori’s eyes shot open when his knotted shaft throbbed and poured its’ load inside her, right up to her cervix. The virile, warm and altogether male essence flooded her so thoroughly, plugged up so perfectly by his knot, that it was the perfect cherry on top to bring her to a quaking climax too. 
“Hhhhhhhnn…!” A climax she rode out while gushing over his hitching balls, eyes shut tight, tails swishing in their own excited dance and her every muscle tensing. She gripped his arms with all her mediocre might, taking any desperate breaths she could while being flooded by such a generous creampie. 
In the midst of the messy storm of ecstasy, shared between the two of them through a cacophony of moans and gasps, wiggling and humping, clutching and clinging, Shiori didn’t even register what it might lead to, having her deepest feminine depths flooded with male seed, and on today of all days, as dangerous as the timing was. 
But she didn’t care in that moment, or after it. She just came down from the high smoothly, like an autumn leaf drifting down from a tree, catching her breath gradually within Randal’s warm embrace, and around the warm, messy load he was even now keeping plugged inside her. 

“Wow…” He whispered. 
“Mmmm…” She wordlessly concurred, rubbing her navel and stroking his hair. 
They laid there for some time, simply basking in the afterglow. It wasn’t as though they had much of a choice about it besides, with how his knot remained inflated within her resiliently. 
So relaxed were they, that neither one even noticed the sound of a pair of feet slowly walking their way from the house. 

“Rannie?” 

They both tensed up once more upon hearing that sweet, sing-song voice. Shiori looked petrified, even jumping upright from Randal’s lap only to feel a shock of electricity course through her loins along with a winded squeal from her canine lover.
Oh yeah, the knot. She literally had his most sensitive body part bound to hers. 
Before she could panic, Randal gave her a reassuring shushing press of his fingers to her lips. She looked over at him, in disbelief at how calm he could be, considering who that voice belonged to. Yet still he kept his composure, as he took a deep breath in to reply from where they’d abruptly hidden themselves away from view behind the tree. 

“Yes, love?” He replied to his fiance, who by now was only about a dozen yards and the breadth of a grand old tree away. 

“Would you kindly find Shiori and tell her I’m putting some lunch together?” 

“Oh, s-sure! I think she’s at the lake, I’ll go get her. M-Might be a few minutes, okay?” 

“Sure thing sweetie, you two take your time.” 

If Shiori didn’t know better, she would’ve thought there was some sly subtext behind Taffy’s last few words, judging by her almost flirtatious tone. Randal’s prior words came to mind; ‘unique’ certainly was one way to define the social status quo on this farm! 

Taffy was heard drifting back up to the house the way she’d came, leaving her and Randal to breathe sighs of relief, amidst more than a few awkward giggles. 
“Think you can put up with that dress for long enough to sneak back in the house?” He asked. 
“It wouldn’t be the most daring thing I’ve done today…” She muttered, her conscience finally catching up to her. 
Randal gave her a comforting nuzzle and peck on the cheek before they laid back against the tree trunk, waiting until they could safely separate. 
Shiori spent the next few minutes doing what she’d spent most of the day doing - admiring the peaceful natural world all around her. The likes of which looked all the better with a pair of manly arms wrapped snug around her. 
“I think I’ll like it here.” She said with a sunny smile.