Doorstep Paw Prints Part 1




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Sunlight barely breaking the horizon the murky blue of the night sky slowly began to fade. Having been away from home for the past two nights I had grown accustomed to sleeping outdoors. With little options for transportation, we had to travel by foot to Garuru's forest cabin. Nestled against Garurumon I fought to stay asleep, curled into a ball we had slept against the inner wall of the mountain pass. Garuru began to stir, he had a habit of waking at dawn. I laid motionless showing no sign of disturbance from my slumber, snoring softly I pretended to sleep. Rising to his paws Garuru stood over me, his moist nose gently brushing against my haunches pushing towards the base of my tail. I could feel his hot breath against my body as he began to indulge in my scent. The past mornings have all been like this, Garurumon getting more and more boisterous each time. Gently my tail was pulled free from my curled mass as the wet sensation of saliva coated my loins. Hungrily his rough tongue pressed against my backside, I continued to snore in a desperate attempt to hide my embarrassment. Pausing not for a single moment as he drank, his own arousal was dense as it enveloped me. Muffling squeaks and squeals proved difficult in such conditions. His thick tongue delved inside as he huffed chestfuls of my citrus fragrance, he could smell I was in heat. Garurumon would often continue for a generous amount of time, not that I seemed to mind. As his final strokes of his moist tongue brushed against my fur, he swiftly returned to his curled state sheltering my body as if nothing had happened. Later that morning we began our day, acting oblivious to his actions I arose and immediately began to groom myself back in order.


"Good morning My Lady, I'll have some rations ready for you soon. Did you sleep well?" Garuru barked as he rummaged around his travel pouch In search of 'Preserved Bone Meat'. Stretching out my back I let forth a mighty yawn as I joined Garuru in our rubbery breakfast.


"I do hope you have better food at the cabin, I don't know if I can handle eating another strip of leather for breakfast..." scrunching my nose I fought the last few tasteless mouthfuls down. Packing our supplies we departed at noon.


The air was humid, clouds occasionally casting large crawling shadows below the afternoon sun was obscured. Garurumon and I trotted along a winding mountain path. Off in the blurred distance I could make out an expansive lake surrounded by and ocean of trees below at the mountains end. Despite the ominous lighting blanketing the world below, I couldn't help but feel amazed at the sight before us. Seasoned as Garuru was he often would travel such routes loosing appreciation with time. But to me this was so new, our holiday has been long anticipated, I'm sure Garurumon felt the same. Clad in his usual travel gear and satchels he carried the bulk of our supplies. I simply donned my harness traveling light, the trek alone was difficult enough.


Garuru's cabin was still ways off. It was meant to be a home away from home during his lengthy herb hunts. Since I could remember I've always asked him to take me there, often saying no due to my so called 'fragility'. It's located in the depths of Grand Bark Forest not too far off from the lake, truly a forager's paradise. The descend into the forest was a smooth transition as the path gently glided towards level ground. The thick trees towered over us casting their long parted shadows speckling the ground before us, Garuru appeared small in comparison. Foliage rustled as the wind gently swayed them to and fro. The sun sparingly illuminated the trees, only reaching us with dull rays of light, never had I've ever seen such a sight.


"Ette, we've got about a hours jog from here till we reach the cabin, How are you holding up?" Garuru questioned as I near stumbled on a tree root trying to keep up with him.


"My paws are tender Garuru, we've haven't stopped since noon..." Panting slightly I began to slow my pace again failing to keep up. Garurumon wasn't used to this sort of handicap, in his mind this was nothing more than a whimsical endeavour then a tiring trek. He came to a halt allowing me to catch up. Kneeling downwards he motioned for me to hop on his back, my eyes lit up in joy I always loved riding on Garurumon. As he rose I perched myself between his shoulder blades, overlooking his head as I piggy backed. Taking off in a brisk run Garuru made good time as he darted over roots, rock and fallen debris on the aged hiking path. Gripping pawfuls of his silky fur I held on as tight as I could not daring to let go.


"Onward mighty stead!" I roared out in joy as he took sweeping strides, a muddled grumble slipped from Garuru, he felt like a pack mule.


It wasn't long till we arrived at the cabin, a lush spacious yard of wild grass was contained within a dark barnyard-like fence. Piles of previously cut wood lay bundled along the eastern wall underlining the common rooms large panel windows. An old fire pit surrounded by long logs was positioned in front several yards ahead. A patio deck welcomed you at the end of the gravel walkway leading to a heavy latched sliding door.


I briskly hopped off his back eagerly sprinting to the entrance. As I approached the latch opened as the door slid to the side as if to welcome me. The inside of the cabin was spacious, through the dim lighting filtered through the blinds, I could see a central wooden oven to warm the rooms. A film of thin dust covered the hardwood floors, I could tell Garurumon wasn't the type of person to sweep or dust. He slowly shuffled into the cabin behind me still panting from his run. His satchels barely squeezed through due to their sheer bulk size. I stopped in mid stride as I noticed the misplaced sound of conversation coming from the back patio. Slightly frightened I turned to Garuru, his smile was broad and toothy,


"Oh they must be here already!"


Now I was really confused, who else would he be expecting? My sudden realization made my tail droop, our alone time suddenly wasn't so 'alone'. Shuffling and claws on polished wood echoed past the sliding door leading to the back entrance of the veranda. Garuru took his time first removing his harness and satchels unworried by the stirring at our back porch. Relieving himself of his heavy bags he proceeded forward, light flooded in as the door slid open. Curiosity overtook me as I followed close behind. What I saw indeed shocked me, at first I didn't know what to make of it. A toned Gaogamon was squatting on his haunches pressed up against a smaller Liamon. His paws were at his sides, muzzle was digging through the back of his mane with broad licks. I've never witness males grooming each other before, it was oddly fascinating to watch. The Liamon began to pull away upon noticing our arrival, his cheeks were tinted with blush as he brought a paw across his whiskers.


"So this is the little lady you brought along, Garurumon!" Liamon tried to pass off been seen during Gaoga's advances. His feline body was lithe but heavily toned. Lia's luscious mane had a slight shimmer to it, polished hoop earrings dipped from his ears. His delicate demeanour instantly caught my attention as he rose on all fours without a scratch of sound. I met his deep emerald eyes, they were piercing but had a gentle aura to them.


"I'm Skunkettemon, but please just call me Ette. Not to be rude but I really wasn't expecting anyone other than us to be here." I raised an eyebrow to Garurumon holding back a scowl, I couldn't read what he was up to.


"Fret not little darling I'm guessing this was Garuru's idea of a surprise. He asked us to meet you here!" The plush Gaogamon had a peculiar pep to his speech, this duo perplexed yet fascinated me. True I was annoyed that once again Garuru was being his usual self, but I couldn't help but feel grateful he went out of his way to invite his friends to assist him.


"I've been told you want to be a Herb Hunter like us, Ette? What brought you to this unusual hobby?" Liamon questioned as he trotted over towards us. He gave Garuru a welcoming lick across the brow before turning towards me to take in a whiff of my scent. Gaoga, too came over to familiarize himself with my smell. I found it hard to answer his question in between playful snuffs and welcoming kisses.


"One tends to develop odd hobbies in the company of particular individuals, you can say I have an abundance of time on my paws. You can only learn so much from books. I've spent so many years admiring Garuru's herbal references, I thought it was about time to experience some of these treasures first hand."


"Good Answer, Darling! I can see a potential forager in you yet" Gaogaomon chirped as he placed a heavy paw upon my head ruffling my hair. I could feel the strength in his grip, his muscular body definitely wasn't for show. Pulling away gently I avoided further displacement of my grooming efforts, "So you say you're here to teach me? What exactly do you mean by that?" Looking towards Garurumon, I waited for him to fill in the blanks.


"Our quarry today is 'Pixi's Hiccup'. It blooms and pollinates this time of the year near the lake, not that difficult to process either." Garuru retrieved his reference book, nosing through the pages to find it's profile. A pink oval shaped blossom protruded from the centre of a green octagonal leaf, the stem was attached to a dwarfed thorned shrub. When steeped at high temperatures it creates a potent alcoholic brew.


"Definitely not the most difficult of plants to acquire, but the drinks you can make with it are to die for" Lia chimed in with excitement. We made our way back indoors, pulling open the blinds letting the dull light flood the room. Once hidden by the darkness against the cabin walls were pantry storage compartments and shelves. Glass jars filled with various dried herbs lined the units, glimmering as the light refracted through the crystal. My eyes lit up with awe, Garuru definitely took pride in how he preserved his bounty. The peculiar scents that smothered me upon entering belonged to the numerous contents.


At the center of the common area was an open oven fire pit with a hanging copper pot, scruffy lounging mats surrounded it. Two hallways leading off to the resting den and showers were on the opposite wall of the window.


"Dear god, Garurumon! If this wasn't so impressive I would of called you hoarder! So this is what you've been doing all this time." A smug chuckle echoed from Garuru in light of my compliment, I could tell he was pleased. Despite the condition of the shelving units, the rest of the cabin was in a desperate need of a cleaning. The floor around his preparation tables had dried twigs and flakes of foliage sprinkled underneath it, long kept unswept. Gaoga and Liamon elected themselves to clean the interior dens while Garuru brought an empty jar off the shelf placing it on his low laying table. Fasten to the top of the jars were a metal hoop for easy carrying. The lid swivelled open and close specially designed for those lacking opposable digits. Despite being empty a neon pink dust coated the inside walls, motioning for me to come over he opened the container.


"My Lady, it would be wise to familiarize yourself with the Pixi's fragrance. Its one thing to read about it, but an entirely different experience to actually taste and smell." Burying the snout of my muzzle into the narrow opening I inhaled deeply expecting for it to smell sweet or savoury. Gold fur sprang upwards along my spine to tail from shock, the front half of my body went tense as my hind paws buckled. Falling on my cushioned rump I shot Garuru a sharp look, "That smells like vinegar and lake water, it stung the inside of my nostrils too!" The concentrated fragrance was heavily overwhelming as I pawed at my nose furiously trying to get the smell out. Standing upwards I stuck my tongue out at him in displeasure.


"First tip as a herb hunter, explore new scents carefully, Ette. I hope you remember this well." Garuru whisked away the jar returning it to it's categorized spot, ever so faintly I could hear him stifle his giggles. The atmosphere was lively. Moaning creaks of wooden tables echoed from the dens as Liamon and Gaogamon scuffed around dusting. Though the idea of being alone with Garuru was one of my biggest appeals to this holiday. This constant teasing is making me long for him. Surely his 'exploration' from this morning meant he knew I was in heat. But with those two around our chances were far and few.


"Why don't we gather some logs from outside? It'll be best to have our stove ready to brew our bounty once we return. Herb preparations will be your responsibility, My Lady. We'll be doing this a lot during our stay." Garurmon brushed up against my body dwarfing me with his size. His musky scent was strong. As he padded ahead of me towards the door Garuru's tail swayed from side to side. I could catch a clear view of his furred sack and toned haunches. Knowing better I could tell he was teasing me again, not that I mind our little back and forth.


The sky was slightly cloudy as the rays of sunlight tried to fight through. A gentle breeze ruffled our fur as we stepped onto the deck. The fresh air was inviting, a nice change from the overwhelming aroma of dried herbs which lined the walls inside. Loose logs piled up against the window neatly stacked in rows ready to be used for the outside fire pit. Upon close inspection the pit still smouldered from previous use, Gaoga and Lia must of arrived quite some time before us. A large circular bundle of logs was nestled beside them, slightly shorter cut so they could fit in the fire pit of our stove. Hastily thrusting onto my hind legs I propped my front paws onto the bundle in an attempt to roll it. Struggling awkwardly my tail flailed wildly as I attempted to keep the bundle steady, it was quite heavy. Garuru couldn't contain his laughter as I tripped over my own feet, only to watch the lumber topple on it's side. Feeling slightly embarrassed I evaded eye contact, it was too heavy for me.


"Ette, take your time there's no need to rush like that, I'm not grading you on how well you can lift lumber." Garuru whispered in my ear gently as the broad of his tongue slid over my mane and neck. I let out a soft sigh as the warmth of his breath caressed me, secretly I yearned for more.


"Garuru, what are you doing...? Lia and Gaogamon are here shouldn't we save this for later?" I chirped back as I conflictingly fought his advances. This morning felt almost like a dream, a part of me wanted to embrace that 'slumber' once again as he continued to trace his wet tongue along my cheeks.


"You saw for yourself what Gaogamon and Liamon were doing when we arrived, tsk! You actually think something like this would shock them, Ette?" Leading his cold nose down the golden fur of my spine, I could feel every gentle huff as he savoured my sweet scent. "Don't worry, I can tell you're feeling impatient..." His wet tongue found the base of my tail, the warming sensation on my delicate lips was ominous almost surreal as he bathed in scent of my estrus. The window gave a clear view of us from the inside, there was no hiding if either Lia or Gaoga were to walk into the common room. Though the thought of being watched hummed a peculiar tune in my mind.


"You know Garuru, I sleep quite soundly. Not that I'm accusing you of anything - but I could smell your scent on me when I woke up..." Pressed against the bundle of logs my front paws kept my body steady as Garuru deeply indulged. My hind legs trembled, overwhelmed by the tsunami of sensations flooding my nerves. Raising a brow, his head rose as he slid the broad of his tongue one last time against my vulva, slow and savoury. A near silent squeak escaped my lips as his hot breath melted against my haunches.


"Oh Ette, I could easily see through your facade. Your snoring is much louder than when you're faking it." Flicking my tail the bulk of my fluff connected with the side of his muzzle, Garuru chuckled. Garurumon brushed his broad chest and belly along my back as he positioned himself on top of me, heart hammering in my chest my breath became shallow. With ease, my body was taken off the ground as his left paw wrapped around my body. The warm embrace of his fur against my own was comforting, the scent of his arousal was strong. I knew how big he could get, the tip of his swelling penis was already jutting from his sheath glossed with pre. I dug my claws into the wood bracing myself for the inevitable.


My breath quicken as I felt the slick tip slide against my lips. Garuru deeply craved me, fighting the urge to bury himself, slowly he pressed against my entrance. It wasn't long past the tip his shear girth began to meet resistance. Shallow thrusts rocked me forward as I dangled in his grasp, I could feel him work deeper as I pushed towards him. My body strained as I endured his advancing thrusts. Each time I swallowed the girth of his shaft I cried out a liberal moan. My belly bulged as he plunged deeper, his blissful pants radiating as he began to thrust faster breeding me without restraint. It hurt as he bred me, but my lust had not the heart to stop him for I enjoyed every second. Every detail and curve I could feel within me Garuru was no easy task. Fluids dripped from my backside leaking with each brisk thrust, my tender lips tightly wrapped around his throbbing erection. Biting my tongue I held back a cry of blissful pain as he began to work me further towards his knot.


Another stream of fluids splashed to the grass below amassing into a sizeable puddle. Never had I seen Garuru produce so much. His whimpers and whines were intoxicating as I could feel him pulse and jut more pre with each stroke, he was in heaven. Inside the cabin, Gaogamon and Liamon had finished cleaning the sleeping den. A peculiar rhythmic noise echoed down the halls as the acoustics of the cabin hid little. Gaoga perked his ears as he padded towards the common room, the misplaced echo of moaning was getting louder. The dull light of the window reflected in his face as the corners of his muzzle curled upwards,


"Well...I'd be damned! Prissy paws, you might want to come and see this!" Gaoga whistled to Liamon, rushing from the den he let out a pleased purr at the sight before him.


"Knew it..." Licking his lips Lia's emerald eyes narrowed in excitement.


Garurumon caught a glimpse of the duo on the other side of the glass as they turned tail to head back to the sleeping den. I froze for a moment realizing our cover was blown, despite how initially little it was. Garuru paid no attention to them, taking my moments hesitation to force me against his thick knot. Abruptly swallowing the last few inches of the shaft, all I could do was give in as he bucked. Sharp moans shot forth he was so big, Garuru enjoyed having his complete way with me. He savoured the experience occasionally plunging within me slowly, feeling the moist embrace my tight lips provided. His breathing became deep as I rode the full length to the knot, I knew what he wanted.


"Ette, I'm going to knot you! Be as loud as you need to, but I'm not stopping..." His grip tightened along my belly, his body felt fierce as he pinned me against his chest. "Uuhhhhhhhhgg!!!!" I nearly screamed as the thickest part of his knot spread me open, Garuru was almost too big. Warmth flooded me as his massive knot locked in place. My stomach protruded from the girth, I couldn't believe he actually got it in. Breathing heavily my tongue dipped from my maw, this full sensation was blissful but almost too much. Garuru came furiously, pushing my body towards his haunches to drown every last inch with his seed. Each eruption had considerable pressure as I dispelled large quantities of his seed just as fast as he filled me.


"Garurumon, I think it's going to be a while before we go herb hunting, I'll be lucky if I could walk after this..." I panted as my words came as only a whisper. My Hind paws dangled above the ground useless as they tingled in ecstasy. Garuru continued to throb as I shuffled in his grasp, his knot anchoring us together. Occasionally pulling, Garuru had little chance of freeing himself, his thick knot refused to yield.


"No worries, Lady Ette.... The day is has only started, after all I'm not planning on letting you go anytime soon" Garuru, let loose a toothy smile as he lowered his head to lick me. I had a feeling this vacation will be anything but mundane.