Chapter 3: I Didn’t Know a Tanuki Could Do That

Tags: Female Human, Male Anthro, Furry, Interspecies, Love, Sex, Intercourse, Large Testicles, Playing, Blowjob, Excessive Cum, Creampie, M/F

Perhaps a year had passed, or maybe a year ago, a young blond woman traveled through the northern reaches of the titanic Garden of New Olympia. Located in the hilly grass fields was an expansive region of few trees. Instead, it was made up of various shrubs, food crops, towering hills, flowers, and springs. The shades of yellow and green radiated through the countryside. The elevation levels were higher than in some areas of the great expanse. However, there were no cliffsides. Instead, the land slowly slanted up or down.

The woman appeared to be in her early 20s. Her naked body and skinny frame cut through the moderately tall grass easily. She seemed to be a person born in former Germany with brown eyes, a pale complexion, and hair that flowed down to her neck. Her breasts were moderate in size, with a pair of small pink nipples included. The bright light had almost made her blond pubic hair glow at times as the core’s light would pierce through the moving grass. Her bare feet would stagger a little bit as she slowly climbed up one of the great hills.

“Oh...,” she said out loud. The hint of the Cebravin accent could be heard. “Maybe I should go and check another area of this great forest. I thought that...,” she huffed a little bit. “That ... I would be able to find a man from this higher elevation.”

She pressed her walk, but she knew that she was nearly reaching the top of the vast hill. Even now, she could see sets of hills and the occasional mountain in the distance. Not far from her was a set of lima bean plants protruding from the grass. She debated if she needed to take a quick breather and eat.

“Almost there,” she said. “Almost there ... just a little bit further.”

The woman could see a flying dragon from high above. The full form consisted of several heads and had a green body to it. There was nothing else to note about as it vanished into the clouds.

“Incredible...,” she said. “Still been a couple of days ... but nothing but wonderous things. New Olympia is just like Cebravis ... but with more.”

Finally, she made it. After about another minute of walking, she stood at the top of the hill. There was a small brown pole that rested at the peak. There was nothing spectacular about what it was or who left it there, but she did rest her hand on it to brace herself.

“Phew ... I made it...” she smiled and put her hands on her hips. She stood in all her glory as she observed the landscape.

All around her was a series of hills. Most of these had similar colors to the one she was on, but some had purple or blue flowers that grew on their sides. It was almost as if the hills were color coded for the wayward traveler to see. To the west led to the mountains. To the northwest was one of the black pylons. The giant obelisk was easy to find and served as a valuable beacon to any explorer. It was about five kilometers from her location. However, to the east was a large blue pond. Further past, it was a forested area. It led into a thicket of several hectares of trees.

“Beautiful,” she said as she sighed. “I’m not giving up. Just as they told me that I shouldn’t. Somewhere near me is a person ... looking to find a woman like me. But ... should I go ahead and head to the obelisk now? Maybe I will have better ... wait.”

Something caught her eye as she looked at the pond. It was so intriguing that she began to walk down the long hill to reach it. Ahead of her was a small wooden dock. It connected from the grass to the water’s edge. There wasn’t anything fancy to its construction, but it did have a wooden bench on it.

“That’s new...,” she commented. “I haven’t seen many structures in this area.”

She continued her trek down the hill, almost taking a minute to do so. However, it was much easier to head down than walk up. Her legs seemed to thank her as gravity helped move her at a quick, steady pace.

“If there’s nothing there, then I’ll just circle around the hill to the nearby pylon.”

The woman was at a point where she could see more of the wooden dock. There was a tiny dirt path, almost as if someone had been using it as a regular place to traverse. It led away from the dock and towards an area of thick grass and shrubs.

“Looks like this place has been abandoned for some time,” the woman said. “This pond is just too beautiful to pass that ... hmm.”

She stopped speaking as she saw that the grass and shrubs led to a small open cave. She didn’t spot it at first due to her elevation, but it became visible as she closed in on the dock. The mouth of the entrance was just big enough to house a small person. There also appeared to be a door that was difficult to see.

“Somebody lived here?” she asked. “Hmm ... I guess that person moved on.”

The woman turned her head to the pond. Her feet walked across the dirt path and onto the dock. The wooden construction creaked a little bit, but it was just big enough to house her dainty frame. She even considered the possibility of sitting down on the bench.

“Will this hold my weight?” She heard the wood settle slightly, but the dock remained firm. It wasn’t old or new in design, with only two large posts driven to anchor the frame of its construction. As she stood near the edge, she put her hands on her hips. Her eyes scanned the pond and the vast wall of trees past it.

“It’s beautiful ... the pond doesn’t seem that deep, and I don’t see anybody living in it.” She sighed. “Still nobody...”

The water was clear enough to see into it. Large coy fish would swim around it. It caused the woman to smile as she saw their movements.

“Just like Cebravis ... they almost look like Cevan. I bet they would taste great.”

She took a deep breath and was thinking of jumping in. While she wasn’t filthy, a few days of walking and sleeping through grass left a little bit of dirt and debris on her skin. As she shifted to the edge, she bent over. Her ass and cleft stuck to the air as she gazed down at her own reflection. Her hair leaned and drooped over as she took a long look at herself.

“Huh...,” she remarked. “It’s ... strange. With the Itreans joining us, have all the men been taken? There are fewer Itreans here, but so many women are lonely...” she bent down and touched the water’s surface, causing the fish to swim away from her fingers. “A few years ago, I remember all the men that wanted me ... yet I spurned most of them. Maybe I should just get going.”

She stood back up and took a deep breath. Her feet were aching, and she knew that she needed to sit down. The bench would be good enough. She adjusted herself and sat her butt on the warm wood. Her legs immediately thanked her as she felt relief.

“Phew...,” she closed her eyes. “It’s like they knew I needed to take a break.” She flexed her toes. “At least the people that made this planet were thinking of people like me.”

She heard something in the distance. It came from her left toward the mouth of the cave. Her eyes gazed at the entrance to see a small door open. The wooden construction was much easier to see once the core light illuminated its surface. An individual emerged, much to the woman’s surprise. A figure walked out and began to head away toward her and the pond.

“Oh!” the woman reacted happily. “Finally, I found someone and a man as well.”

The individual that walked down the dirt path was unknown to the human woman. He could have been described as a raccoon dog. His fur was brown, tan, and orange. He walked on two digitigrade legs and had a long tan and brown striped bushy tail. He wore a small straw hat and was completely naked. He was short, about 4-5 feet tall. His fluffy ears were short with dark brown fur that lined down his face and cheeks. On the person’s back was a fishing rod. He was slightly stout in appearance, but the woman noticed one of the most notable features in how she knew it was a male.

“Wow...,” she reacted. She swallowed hard, almost in an attempt to bite her tongue. She knew she was about to blurt more of what she saw as the walking creature approached her. Her eyes were almost glued to the person’s genitals. He had a fur-covered sheath that covered his penis, but that wasn’t what she was looking at. Instead, it was the two dangling orbs that swung underneath his penis. They were absolutely huge. Each furry testicle was the size of a grapefruit, big even for a person of his size or more significant than any natural-born human being. They swung and bounced as the individual walked.

“Uh ... Hello?” she asked him.

The person was almost ignoring her greeting. He began to sing as she stepped aside to let him pass.

“Fishing ... fishing, where are you fish?” he sang. “Going to swing, going to hang, going to bite, going to reel. Hold you in my hand and let you go, become harder to catch, make me a better fisher.”

His voice had an unusual accent that the woman almost didn’t know. It sounded like a mixture of North American and Japanese mixed together. The person reached the dock, approached the bench, and swung his crotch and testicles forward a bit before he sat down. Then, he reached behind him and pulled out his fishing rod. He was preparing to make a big swing as he continued to sing to himself.

“Ummm ... my name is Piper,” the woman tried to greet him. She nervously smiled a bit, hoping to get his attention.

“Do ... do-do-do ... da-dee,” the anthro creature replied, singing more and more. He continued to ignore her as he readied his fishing line. There was already the bait set as he hummed.

“Ehmm,” Piper cleared her throat. “Are you there? Hello?”

“Nope, nope, nope...,” he replied back. “Not talking with Yuki or other New Olympians ... not interested in the whole marriage thing.”

“What?” she reacted. There was a hint of disappointment on her face. “I don’t understand.”

He shook his head as he flung the line forward. The hook and bait landed on the water with a satisfying splash. Then, he took a deep breath and rested the pole on a small holder.

“No ... no ... no,” he said as he continued to sing. “Everyone all wants the same thing ... they don’t want me ... they want my...,” he paused as he took his hands and slapped each one on one of the testicles producing a thunderous beat.

“Wow ... they actually sounded like real drums,” Piper commented with surprise. “How did you do that?”

“I...,” he turned his head slightly to look at her. He had a confused look in his raccoon eyes. “Wait ... what do you mean ‘how did I do that?’”

“My name is Piper,” she explained. “I’m sorry to interrupt you on your fishing. I’m new here. I’ve never seen a person like you before.”

“Ah ... oh...,” the male responded. “Are you from the outside?”

“Yes.”

“My apologies,” as he stood up, took his hat off, and did a polite bow to her. “My name is Benjiro. And to answer your question,” he pointed to himself. “Tanuki.”

“A Tanuki?” She gave a questioning look at him. “What are they?”

He put his hat back on and smiled. “Hmph ... you are definitely new to here. How would you describe what I look like?”

“You’re ... like a dog, but ... you’re not a dog.”

“And?”

“You have a snout and bushy tail.”

He put his hands on his hips and swayed from side to side. His large testicles began to swing back and forth, bouncing as they slapped his legs.

“What else?” he asked.

“You have ... ehm ... big balls,” she answered.

“I guess there’s no avoiding it...” he went and had a seat next to her. “Yes ... I do.”

“How?” Piper wondered. “Did you get augmentations? Or magic?”

His eyes looked up as he answered. “No ... just born that way.”

“They’re ... they are really big. I’m sorry ... where are my manners ... heh,” she smiled. “I hadn’t seen a person in so many days, and everything has been so different for me.” She put her hands to her head. “I finally find another person and just...”

“Hmmm...,” Benjiro happily tapped his pawed hand to her arm. “You’re new to here. I’ve lived in this hovel for eleven years. Always preferred the simple life.”

“Me too. You sang beautifully, but ... you sounded like you weren’t interested with me when I showed up.”

“Hmm...,” he swung his furry legs as he sat. “Not interested in those that are native to New Olympia. Newcomers are much more fun.”

She smiled as she took it as a compliment.

“So, tell me about yourself, Piper,” he asked. His eyes peered at his fishing line that still didn’t have a bite on it. The fish circled around the bait but refused to get any closer to it.

“I was born on Cebravis,” she told him. “I lived there, have a dad that raised me. And, I worked as an office clerk for a short time before ... before I started to lose interest in living there.”

“Why?” he asked.

She seemed hesitant in wanting to answer that question. “Itreans ... mostly. War is ... scary. I didn’t want to live through it. When I saw that New Olympia was a ... paradise and didn’t have to worry about the Itreans, I knew that I was meant to be here than home.”

“You left your family behind?”

She observed his line of questioning. “I did ... but,” she shook her head and looked at the scenery. “They’ll be all right ... I’m happy with my decision.”

“If you say so.”

“What about you?” she asked him.

Benjiro seemed to think about it. For a little while, as if a wave of nostalgia had gone through his mind. “Every time I describe my past, it only brings joy.”

“Really?”

“I was born in Japan.”

“Japan? Where is that?”

“A place on Earth. Funny how much your people have forgotten your old homes. Japan was everything... ‘was’ everything.” There was a smile on the Tanuki’s face as if he was only thinking about the positive moments more than anything else. “Such wonderful people they were...”

“They knew about you?” she asked.

“Heh ... yes, they did ... not directly,” he answered. “There were some statues of me ... or at least members of my family.”

Piper seemed to imagine the idea of what the Tanuki statues must have looked like. Benjiro looked at the large pond. He pointed at one of the fish that began to circle around the fishing hook.

“You see him?” he told her. “That’s Fred.”

“Fred?” she asked.

“You always know it’s him. He has a little dark mark on his forehead. He always likes rye bread. He always knows that he’ll get caught, but he always hopes that he can get at least one bite. Plus, he thinks it’s fun.”

Piper watched as the fish scurried around the baited hook. Eventually, Fred finally couldn’t hold back anymore. It rushed and grabbed the food and bait. Benjiro quickly grabbed his rod from the holster. His hand was on the reel as the line went flying. Piper could see that the fish was swimming away.

“There he goes!’ Benjiro explained as he began reeling it in. “He’s trying his 34th maneuver. Swim to the right and then do quick dive to the left. It won’t work, Fred!”

The Tanuki bit his lip as he worked hard with his hands. Piper saw the fish do exactly as Benjiro had said. It swam down and to the left. It was a constant struggle, but the coy was slowly being pulled in.

“Oh...,” Piper reacted as she gripped the bench. “That looks fun.”

“Hmm...,” Benjiro looked at her. “Here...”

The woman was further surprised as the Tanuki gave the pole to her. She had seen just enough of the action that her hands instinctively went to the reel. The coy pulled on the line hard, almost causing her to lose her grip.

“Hold on tight!” he told her. “Fred knows that he can get away.”

“Trying...,” she said. Her fingers fumbled, but she managed to get enough tension on her fingers to start rotating the reel. The coy was thrashing about.

“There you go! Reel him in.”

She was straining. The coy wasn’t that big, being about seven inches long, but the handle on the reel was small, giving little room for Piper to put more strength into the fight. However, it was still enough that Fred was getting closer and closer to the dock.

“Yeah, Fred doesn’t stand a chance,” Benjiro replied. “Not used to having a human pull you in, aren’t you?”

“I almost ... almost,” Piper strained.

“Now lift the pole up.”

Fred was mere feet from the dock. Within seconds, the Tenuki got off the bench, took a knee, leaned down, and readied himself. Piper grunted some as she lifted the pole upward, causing the fish to rise out of the water. It struggled as Benjiro reached over and gripped the fish by the side. Fred flopped in the air as the Tanuki smiled.

“I got it!” she replied with success.

Benjiro waved his finger at the fish. “You need to get better...,” he told it. “You were caught off guard by Piper. Make sure to get a good look at her because you might see her again.”

Within a few seconds, the Tanuki unhooked the fish, inspected it closely for injuries, and then lowered it back into the water.

“You be careful, Fred...,” he said. With that, the fish swam away and joined up with the other fish. Piper could note that Benjiro had been doing this for some time, almost as if he had been repeating this event several times over.

“That was fun,” Piper said.

“Fun is fun.” The Tanuki took the fishing line and began to wrap it up. He took his hands and grabbed both ends of the pole. The woman watched in amazement as the raccoon dog closed up his hands together, causing the pole to disappear. He held his hands out and waved his fingers as he smiled at her.

“Wow. What did you do to it?”

He stood up and shrugged. “Did what?”

“Your fishing pole? It’s gone.”

“Huh ... it is gone.”

Piper leaned forward and looked him in the eye. “You don’t have much experience in joking around. Where did your pole go?”

Benjiro looked at his hands. She could see the furry four-fingered digits as if he was carefully inspecting them. Then something caught his eye. He was looking at her but at the side of her head. He took a step towards her, reached near her ear, and acted like he was pulling something big out.

“What?” she asked, but it was answered quickly. The Tanuki pulled out his fishing pole near her face, almost out of thin air. He inspected it and gave a seemingly confused look. Then, he placed it into the holster near the bench.

“You need to be more careful with these,” he said. “Poles can be hard on the brain.”

“Heh,” she chuckled. “That was amazing.”

He sat on the bench beside her as they both looked at each other. Within a few seconds, he showed his hands again before whipping out some sort of small instrument from the air. He brought it to his small, pointed snout, took a deep breath, and blew into it. The melody that came out was something that reminisced of some sort of pipe flute combined with the metal chambers of a harmonica.

“What is that?” she asked.

Benjiro didn’t answer her question. Piper noted how interesting he was, to say the least. However, the melody sounded unique. It had a relaxed feeling to it as if he was in harmony with nature itself.

“You are something,” She commented. She leaned herself to the bench and relaxed. “You sound like you have been living here alone for all this time.”

He nodded his head in agreement. With so much land on the planet and everyone so spread out, the people in the Garden of New Olympia must have experienced some level of loneliness. Regardless of Benjiro’s character, she felt attracted to him. It wasn’t necessarily a romantic attraction but a simple need to find companionship. It was the lack of individuals that made the bonds stronger than ever before. Even she could note that the Tanuki wasn’t trying to push her away. Benjiro paused in his playing and looked towards the pond.

Piper was doing her best, but it was obvious that Benjiro’s large testicles were a distraction for her eyes. She always tried to keep her attention on his face, but her eyes occasionally dropped to what was between his legs. She was doing her best to resist the temptation to ask.

“Many of the females that were raised on New Olympia try to sweep up Tanuki,” he explained to her. “I’ve seen some even fight to have me.”

“Fight to have you? Is it because...?” She gestured with her head towards his genitals.

He nodded his head. “Many of the New Olympians have a gift ... some abilities are more known than others.”

She tried to resist having to chuckle at the idea. “I’m sorry ... I finally find a person here, and I’m already staring at the person’s ... at the person’s...”

Benjiro smiled as he looked at his genitals. He used one hand to lift one of the enormous testies before letting it fall with a heavy drop. Piper tried to pull her head away. She practically bit her tongue to stop her from talking.

“It’s all right,” he replied as he looked at her. “I can see it in your eyes. You wish to know, so ask.”

Piper took a deep breath. “Why? ... How did you get huge balls? Don’t tell me that you’re doing some sort of magic trick.”

He shook his head. “It’s real ... real and magical.”

“You were born with magical testicles?” She laughed at the thought. “It’s so ... weird. You’re supposed to be born from Earth, and you had that ... it’s...” She sighed and shook her head. “Look at me ... I finally meet a man and act like some horny girl. Piper, what have you done?”

“You came here to find someone,” he told her. “And so was I...”

“What?”

He quickly changed the topic. “What is it that you want to do here?”

“I came here to find a husband, be with someone.”

“Why?”

“Because I ... want to be complete ... and have fun.”

The Tanuki seemed to be a little lost in thought. “Are you disgusted by weird?”

“I ... I’ve seen my share of different men, but...”

“I’m your first person on this planet ... besides the ones that greeted you by the door. I came to here to avoid the others ... find solitude and peace in the garden. I don’t wish to leave it. Simple needs and wants ... but others don’t always see it that way.”

“What do you mean?” She asked.

“Some come to the Garden of New Olympia to relax. Others try to stay. Not all the ones that stay will hold to their word,” he pointed ahead. “Look outward...”

Piper did as she was told. The wilderness and hillsides were beautiful. However, even the great forest couldn’t block what was beyond. Past the trees, the mountains, the rivers, and the lakes were what lay the villages and cities of New Olympia. She couldn’t see it directly, but the massive interior of the planet showed hints of the upward-curving surface.

“Past here ... long past here,” Benjiro explained. “Is civilization. I was a stone mason, and I enjoyed my work, taking my chisel and chipping away the stone. But ... there’s one obvious problem...” He smiled and shrugged.

“And what is that?” she asked.

“The New Olympians know me well ... a Tanuki ... I wore my pants, but the others knew what’s between my legs. That is all they know me for. I showed my fabulous works of art. Some that rivaled the greats of former Earth, but their eyes weren’t looking at my art. Many never did.”

“Why didn’t you find someone? A wife would have reminded them to mind their business.”

“I have ... from time to time. My last wife was thirteen years ago before she passed. But,” he slapped his hands together. “You’re here, and I’m talking to you.”

“Yes,” she said.

“Do you want to have some fun?”

She seemed intrigued. “Of course.”

Benjiro closed his hands as the instrument disappeared from his hands. “Right! I want to have fun. With you here, now we can enjoy it together.”

He stood up from the bench. With one hand extended to her, Piper took the man’s hand as she stood up. She might have been taller than him, but the man was gentlemanly in how he operated. He led her away from the docks, but she had no idea where he was leading her to. However, his destination appeared to be towards the great hilltop. She wanted to see what Benjiro was going to do next.

“Phew...,” Piper commented as she reached the top of the hill. Her hands were on her legs as she bent down some.

Benjiro had a pleasant look at the woman’s vaginal cleft as she leaned down. There was a twitch from his large testicles and furry sheath. However, he seemed to be thumbing his chin as he remained focused on what was planned, whatever it was.

Once again, the woman had the view from the peak. She could see the entire scene and what lay ahead. However, her legs were worn out, and she knew that she would need a long rest after the day’s journey.

“Ah...,” she remarked with a slight shortness of breath. “I can’t go any further...”

“It’s all right,” Benjiro replied. “We’ve made it.”

“So ... what is that you want to show me?”

“All in good time,” he remarked. The Tanuki gazed at the scene. “It’s wonderful, isn’t it?”

“It is,” she remarked with a smile.

“You spent days reaching here. You truly didn’t encounter another?”

“None.”

“It seems that less and less come to this area.”

“But that’s a good thing for you, right?”

“Yes, although I still didn’t mind the occasional couple or woman that tried to find me.”

“I’m sure that the wayward lady would have wanted to find you.”

“True, but that was assuming they could find me,” he commented. Then, there was a snapping of Benjiro’s fingers. Piper stood back up and turned around towards the sound that was behind her. However, when she looked at the last supposed location of Benjiro, he was gone. She quickly looked around, but there was no sign of his presence. He had vanished.

“Uh ... hello?” Piper remarked. “Where did you go?”

Her eyes scanned more of the scene. Finally, however, there was a small hint that her eyes were playing tricks on her. She could see a faint distortion only caused because the supposed close proximity of Benjiro. The only other hint was the indented paw prints of Benjiro’s feet where he should be standing.

“You can turn invisible?” She asked.

“A nice way to hide when needed,” Benjiro replied. There was the snapping of the fingers as the Tanuki reappeared. There was a big smile on his face, so much that his eyes were momentarily closed.

“So why didn’t you hide when I showed up?”

Benjiro seemed to think about it for some time, but he was truthful to her. “Some can see me, and some can’t. My ... powers aren’t what they’re supposed to be.”

“What do you mean?”

“Hmm ... perhaps it’s age. I know that with so many that live here, I can turn invisible, but the mythics and New Olympians can still track me by other means. I didn’t want to bother with it when I saw you. I let things take their course.”

“So ... in other words, you really hid from them. I must have been the first that was truly interested in finding you.”

“Getting a chance to see how you reacted helped hint to me that you were new to New Olympia. You know, Piper, I think I’m beginning to really like you.” He had a big smile on his face again. He took his hat off, looked at the dock and lake below, and tossed it. The apparel flew like a disk heading towards his home.

“Your hat,” she noted.

The Tanuki’s hands were pressed to his hips in a gallant pose. “What about it?”

“You can lose it that way.”

“I can?” He cocked his head a little bit to the side. “Perhaps we should go and get it, then?”

“I wish I could, but my legs are a little tired.” Benjiro took a step toward the human woman. His eyes peered into her soul. This side of him was something that made Piper happy to see. He was a dormant playful spirit that was slowly waking up. The Tanuki shrugged his shoulders.

“I know a quick way for us to get down again,” he told her.

“And?” She gave a skeptical smile to him.

“You ready to have some fun?”

“Sure...”

“Ok...,” Benjiro said. He turned around and headed a little bit away from Piper. What occurred next took Piper in complete shock. A part of her knew that something was going to happen that the Tanuki was concocting, but not in this way.

The Tanuki took both his hands and grabbed each one of his testicles. More specifically, it was oriented toward the light fur-covered skin. With his fingers holding it, he began to pull on it. Much to Piper’s amazement, the skin was very stretchy. It was so elastic that it was pushing past below his knees. Pink skin was exposed as the fur wasn’t enough to cover every square inch of the rubbery flesh.

“Oh,” Piper remarked.

“Just wait,” he told her. With one hand holding onto his skin, he reached behind him and grabbed the growing flap between his legs. He pulled more and more, and the skin continued to stretch to no limit.

“How?” she asked.

“Keep watching.”

The Tanuki then took his other arm, reached behind him, and continued to pull the elastic skin. It seemed that there was no end to this. A large overlap of flesh was being lifted from his back, over his shoulders, and then over his head. It was as if he was lifting a cloak over himself.