Chapter 1 - Goro's Checkup

Kiyoko had a hard time putting her finger on exactly what it was about people that irritated her so much. She didn’t like to try to parse it out in her mind. Likewise she’d never gone through the trouble of trying to elaborate her feelings for anyone else either. It was just something she felt in a deep and initiative way. She knew she didn’t like them. People. Basically all of them. Some of them could be tolerable, but even that consideration felt like a concession in her mind. Everyone had an agenda, or some ulterior motive. Everyone communicated in disingenuous ways, saying one thing and meaning another. Everyone concerned themselves with things whose importance she could never come to appreciate. She had observed such behaviors countless times between humans; Her own parent’s rocky relationship, through her classmates growing up, and in people she knew from day to day life. For this reason she didn’t like being around them, and avoided it as much as was reasonably possible. Animals on the other hand were never like that. A cat will never tell you it wants to be petted so it can bite your hand. If it doesn’t want to be touched it’ll avoid you, or hiss, or otherwise use it’s body to say what it can’t with it’s mouth. The loyalty and affection shown by dogs, she believed, was among the purest and most sincere in the world. It was deeper and richer than anything expressed by people. So too could she think of similar examples for virtually every animal. They were by their natures entirely honest, living only according to their instincts, and that was beautiful. For these reasons it could be said that for all the antipathy she felt toward humans she felt love for animals in even greater proportion.

This affinity was what drove her to become a veterinarian. While seeing animals that were sick, or suffering from serious injuries, was extremely difficult for her, she felt tremendous personal fulfillment in helping restore them to full health. Her passion for animals motivated her in ways few other things in her life could.  It drove her to score top marks on all of her exams. Noting her diligence, her teachers even wrote letters of recommendation to be used in work applications. She, of course, hadn’t asked for any such letters to be written on her behalf. Ultimately in spite of having the opportunity to take on lucrative and relatively more prestigious positions virtually anywhere in the country, she decided to work in the clinic in her home village back in rural Hokkaido. As far as she was concerned it was perfect. There were two people who worked there; the veterinarian, the secretary who took appointments, and no one else. Human interaction could be kept to a minimum. Furthermore, due to the significant distance between the homes, which were mostly just farming operations in that area, she got to spend most of her time out in the field, among nature, doing checkups. 

Taking the job there began the happiest and most fulfilling period of her entire life. It wasn’t always without challenges, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. 

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It was a warm day in Early summer when Kiyoko climbed into her pickup and started driving to work like usual. Another perk of working in the country was that people out there didn’t seem to raise a fuss about the type of clothes one wore, most of the time, hence she could wear fairly casual clothing even when she was at work. Her look wasn’t fashion conscious. She dressed for function, and comfort, not for looks, and it wasn’t like the animals ever gave a damn about what she wore. As such she had on a grey t-shirt, and a loose flannel shirt with seasonal colors, and high waisted jeans. There was nothing unconventional about the outfit, but bland as it was the clothing couldn’t detract from her natural beauty. Kiyoko was a striking woman to behold, and men had made that clear to her on multiple occasions, though she never reciprocated the interest. She possessed all the features that made them drool. All her life she’d been graced with an attractive figure, one that had only become more appealing as time advanced. At 33 she appeared well and truly in her prime. Her legs were long, topped alluringly with wide hips, and a plush backside that made her jeans snug. Her stomach was flat, and soft, mostly free of any body fat. She possessed cleavage that was impressive by any standard, double D cups that were weighty and sensitive, so much so they gave her back pain some mornings. Crowning her head was a pony of dark hair, which was long enough for the bottom of which to swish behind the bottom half of her shoulder blades when she walked. Her facial features were smooth, and still possessed an attractive angularity. 

The drive into the clinic was brief, but enjoyable. The landscape around the village was verdant with lush pine forests and high snow capped mountains. Each time she looked out her window it brought a placid smile to her face. She savored those views each and every time she got in the car. She loved being out in the wilderness, especially if she had the good fortune to bring an animal companion with her. She wondered if that would be a possibility that day. 

After arriving at the lot she headed in, the ease she showed while driving melted away. She’d have to interact with a few people before she could once again lose herself in the work she loved. The prospect made her taciturn. Passing through the front door she was immediately greeted by the secretary she worked with, the peppy and exhaustingly extroverted Sawako Hanazawa. “Good Morning Sugai-san!” Sawako greeted with a glowing toothy smile, and a wave. She was always polite and friendly. Kiyoko noticed the girl always acted a bit star struck whenever she came around, but she never quite understood why. In general veterinarian felt largely indifferent about her coworker. If anything she was one of the more tolerable people, though only in short doses. “I got you a coffee! Black. No Sugar. Just the way you like it. Don’t worry I didn’t forget!” She assured, before giving her head a tap of her finger, denoting the sharpness of her memory in her usual animated fashion. Sawako was maybe eighteen or nineteen, still in high school, and this was her first job. Kiyoko imagined she would mellow eventually, but didn’t concern herself with such things either way.

“Thank you Hanazawa-san. Did anyone call?” The pretext of professional etiquette was useful for keeping conversations brief. This had the inadvertent effect of making Kiyoko appear intensely serious and motivated all the time. Sawako admired that about her colleague, among other things. Producing a folder the secretary replied, “Yes! Just one. The Harada family called about their dog Goro again. They said he got into a patch of brambles chasing a rabbit.”

The veterinarian took the file and briefly skimmed through it, reminiscing. She’d looked after Goro before. He was a great dog, one she really admired. Kiyoko had been the one to give him all his shots when he was just a pup. Their history together amplified her fondness for him. He’d been found as a stray. His owners, the Harada family, initially believed he was a much smaller breed than he proved to be. They’d struggled to keep up with him ever since he’d gotten bigger, but for the most part she was pretty sure he was happy with them. No one, including Kiyoko, could say for certain exactly what she was but she guessed it might have been an American and Japanese Akita mix, on account of his looks, protectiveness, and headstrong behavior. Thinking about seeing him again made her smile. Closing the folder with an air of determination she concluded, “Right. Tell them I’ll be straight over.” She was just about to head out just as quick as she’d come in when suddenly Sawako called out to her again.

“Sugai-san wait!” By the time she’d gotten the words out Kiyoko was already out the door. Hurrying, she rounded the desk with the coffee, and a long white lab coat. “You almost forgot!” She said in a slight huff. Turning, Kiyoko looked down at the objects. “Oh yes. I will be needing these now, won’t I?” Unceremoniously she accepted them and threw on the coat over her usual clothes. Sawako was still just standing there with her hands together. The veterinarian would have left without a word, but felt more was owed. “Uh- thanks. You um… you are quite a big help around here. I appreciate your hard work.” To her surprise however Sawako started becoming visibly emotional. “Ah- Kiyoko san!” The vet raised an eyebrow at her junior so casually using her first name. “You’ve never complimented me before! I- That means so much to me coming from you!” She exclaimed, with almost misty eyes. Kiyoko, by this point, had reached her internal Sawako interaction limit for the day and needed to exit the interaction or else she risked becoming irritable. “Okay. Well I’ll see you later” She started flatly, and exited speedily. 

From there on there was smooth sailing for the thirty minute journey to the Harada residence. Kiyoko parked out front of the farmstead and walked up to the main residence. The Harada family ran a small farm, growing cabbage, potatoes, and keeping chickens. She’d hardly gotten one knock on the door before it swung open. The family matriarch, Fujioka, a plump country housewife, was waiting for her. Two playing children soon bolted out of the door right after, nearly colliding with the vet. “Thank you fer’ Comin’ so fast! Poor Goro’s banged up something awful. You know how he gets! Once he gets a fix on a little scurrying thing he jus’ can’t help himself.” She explained. Many of the people in town spoke with a similar country dialect. It was something Kiyoko had lost while studying in Tokyo, though sometimes she wondered if her constant work with the various families around town might resurrect it inside her. “Can you lead me to him?” Asked the veterinarian, keeping straight to business. The women ventured through the house, to the garden plot out back. Seated on the stone patio that was attached to the house was Poor Goro who was brooding, resting his head on his paws with a gruff expression on his mug. He did immediately look up with interest when Kiyoko approached.

“Rof.” The beast greeted with a slow wag of it’s short tail. Goro was muscular, with a tan and black pelt. He had a surprisingly expressive face for a dog. He didn’t just sit around with his mouth open, he was too smart for that. In previous visits he always swiveled his head at different sounds from around the farm, eager to investigate and protect. Goro was a six year old dog. Fully an adult, but still retained some of his puppish energy. As Kiyoko got closer the problem immediately became apparent. Some manner of long thorns were sticking out of the skin on his face and neck. 

“Oh bud. You got into quite a scrape there didn’t you? Did you get that rabbit?” She asked sympathetically, speaking directly to the dog like he could answer, and like there was no other people present.

Mrs. Harada spoke up for him, “Actually now that you mention it he might’ve. I saw him shakin’ somethin’ fer a minute, but he dropped it when I called. When he came runnin back was when I spotted what’d happened. I tried to pick’em out with tweezers, but it just seemed like I was hurtin’ him worse.” 


Kiyoko looked up at the woman. The vet’s face had become fully serene. “Don’t worry about a thing. I’ll take care of him. I’ll come and get you when it’s done.’ With that the lady of the house gave the professional a bit of peace to let her work. Fetching some supplies from the back of her truck she used some forceps to remove each of the long thorns that were stuck in the dog’s pelt. The poor creature did jolt from the pain of it at first, but after the second thorn was removed Kiyoko gave him a dried bit of jerky she had stashed with her. That made him wag his tail and behave more bravely. She managed to slowly and carefully remove the rest over the course of thirty more minutes or so, all the time he never once made another sound of pain, or discomfort. When it was finished she patted him down with a disinfectant swab and guided him to get back up onto his feet. “There you go big guy. I bet you’re feeling right as rain now.”

The dog bounced, and barked again enthusiastically, emitting a deeply voiced, “ROF!” Seeing him so invigorated brought an idea to her mind. Knocking on the door to the pack porch she hailed Mrs. Harada, “He seems to be doing better now. I patched him up. I doubt you’ll have to worry about them getting infected. Say, I was wondering- you mentioned he might have gotten the rabbit he was chasing right? If it’s not too much trouble would it be alright if I went on a short walk with him? If he got it it’d be a shame if he couldn’t keep his prize.” 

Mrs. Harada smiled, “Sure I don’t see why not. That’s very sweet of ya doc! There’s a little trail through the forest around back of the farm. I reckon it was along in that direction.” Kiyoko nodded, patted her leg to summon the dog, and started walking. “C’mon Goro. Come show me where it was.” The dog barked again and ran alongside her, keeping close. She liked that he knew to stick by her side. He was a country dog through and through. He didn’t need a leash, and indeed the notion of restraining such a beautiful creature felt quite disagreeable to her anyhow.

Goro and Kiyoko walked along the trail for a long while. It lead up and away from the farm through the trees. Soon after they started they passed the bramble thicket the dog had accidentally run into earlier that day. The beast knew better than getting near it again. They walked for around twenty minutes before they arrived at a plateau on the hull where the trees parted around a pond. “Seems like a good place to take a break huh bud?” Kiyoko said to the dog, who obediently sat down next to her as she examined the view. Looking she saw a good dry grassy spot not far from the trail at the base of an old cedar tree. She walked over and sat down resting her back on the trunk. The dog immediately got closer, and started sniffing at her face, which made Kiyoko smile. “Here were- c’mere handsome.” She welcomed, placing her hand on the back of his neck to scratch him. Welcoming it, the creature stepped closer still and licked her face. She laughed richly and turned to one side, but let him embrace her. His spittle left her feeling messy, but flattered. “You’re so affectionate!” She fawned, before switching to scratch beneath his chin. The dog seemed to particularly love that and started kicking his foot reflexively. Before long he laid down in front of her and looked on, panting with delight.

They were alone together, and Kiyoko felt confident they had plenty of privacy where they were. She hung her lab coat on a branch, and brushed a stray strand of hair that had fallen across her face out of the way. She stroked his coat again and gazed at him with wonder. “We’ve never done anything together before, but I can tell you’d like that, wouldn’t you bud? Do you want me to make you feel good?” The creature kept watching and panting contentedly. “Lay down for me bud.” She suggested, to which the creature compiled without hesitation. She leaned forward, rising up to her knees and began to rub his flanks with both hands. The thing rumbled gleefully and soon rolled onto its back with feet kicking up in the air. “Mmh- there you go bud. You get it don’t you?” She rubbed his belly gently, smoothing down his fur. With each pass up and down her delicate fingers slid ever lower toward the animal’s back legs. 

She looked down at his sex, and noted two heavy, hairy black balls dangling over to one side of his body. Kiyoko smiled, her eyes narrowing as she drank in the sight. “A beautiful thing like you- I couldn’t have bared if you’d gotten fixed. That just wouldn’t be right. I bet you’d make a good daddy wouldn’t you?” One hand sank and cupped the creature's nuts gently. Gingerly she massaged them, rolling them between the soft pads of her fingers. The dog’s eyes fluttered slightly, and it’s mouth shut, becoming visibly relaxed as she touched him. She persisted, massaging him carefully for a long moment before she spotted the tell tale sign of his arousal. Protruding up from the hairy multicolored sheath was the tip of a hard brightly colored appendage. It was vibrantly colored, as crimson as a ruby, with dark veins running throughout the span. Kiyoko leaned down toward it, stealing a peak up at his head to make sure he was willing and comfortable, then upon seeing his placid expression, lolled out her tongue to flutter it around the tubular opening of the creature’s exotically shaped cock. His odor was strong, stinging her nose, and he had a pungent salty flavor. It shocked her slightly, but gave her a near narcotic rush. “Mmh- That’s it.” She crooned, cupping his shaft with her remaining free hand. Pressing her soft lips to it she began peppering it with wet smooches and lathering it with the middle of her tongue lubricating his already slick flesh with her spittle, marking him with her loving embrace like how he’d licked her face before. Occasionally the dog huffed, or kicked a single leg, seemingly enjoying the tender stimulation. The more she lavished it’s cock the longer and harder it became for her. Her eyes were closed when she suddenly felt it move, as the dog adjusted it’s posture. At once flopped free, the rest of it extended from within its body. The creature had an impressively sized knot, and she couldn’t resist licking it as soon as she saw it. Wrapping her lips around it she sucked and stroked him simultaneously doing everything she could to stir up his desires. It was a great size, nearly as big as the index, middle, and ring finger of her hand. She imagined what it would feel like to let him stuff it deep inside of her, but knew that would have to wait for another time. They could only spend a brief while together before Mrs. Harada became suspicious. The fantasy would have to suffice for the moment. Unbuttoning her jeans quickly she slipped her fingers down the front of her underwear and began to toy with the lips of her vulva, and the now sensitive hood of her clit. Tasting him made her so wet she easily slipped her fingers inside before long. 

The dog began panting harder, needfully, telling her in it’s unique unspoken language that it needed more. Kiyoko understood it’s message with perfect clarity. Raising her head she slipped the beast’s tip into her mouth and started bobbing. Each dip of her head pushed it’s cock in slow and deep. She challenged herself, feeling so eager to please him, and forced it in as far as she could take it. Her mouth sank low, until her lips pressed against the dog’s knotted cock flesh, and even still she tried to take it in. She opened her jaw as wide as she could and forced her head down as hard as she could, letting his tip tickle the back of her throat. The animal groaned, and growled periodically, emitting wolfish noises as the beauty serviced it so dutifully. Occasionally it’s hips writhed, instinctively trying to find purchase, so that it might rut her mouth like it would it’s mate, but in the compromised position on it’s back, Kiyoko alone possessed the power to give it the release it sought. She had no intention of denying him, he’d been so cooperative earlier, she was glad to reward him as generously as she knew how, so she pushed herself. With gusto she deep throated the creature, gagging herself on Goro’s cock. “Ghhk- Mmmh- Hhng-” She moaned, inadvertently letting erotic sounds escape as she choked on it. It made her cough hard, spraying the creature's body with frothy spittle that smeared down her chin. Soon She could feel it throbbing in her throat, oozing precum down her esophagus, signaling his nearness. She loved every second of it. Her eyes water, and her face discolored to a rosier shade of pink as she held her breath, struggling to breath as her nose brushed up against his hairy testicles. She moaned, making it’s sex vibrate inside of her. She had hardly begun touching herself but already the intense excitement had her on edge too. She pushed her fingers deeper into herself, hooking them upwards inside of herself desperately to stimulate her most sensitive spot. She wanted them to come together. It seemed so perfect to her, so indicative of their compatibility for one another. As if the beast sensed her inner feelings it held on for a moment, and made her wish come true. Just as she reached the moment of climax, as her muscles tensed and the wave of pleasure started washing over her, it washed her mouth with a huge hosing squirt of hot cum. She Swooned, “Mmmh-!” exclaiming decadently, and placed a hand on it’s churning balls to coax forth every last ounce of the creature's rich seed into her greedy maw. Before long there was more than she could manage and it spilled forth onto his coat. Desperately she swallowed, slurping the luscious spunk like it was fine nectre. Another mouthful washed down her throat before the creature spasmed one final time, and it’s breeding tool began to retract. Thoroughly pleased she released Goro, and wiped his cum from off his chin with her fingers, then licked it off like it were syrup. His coat was moistened by the fluid so that too she gleefully licked clean. “You’re such a good boy. Did you like my mouth Goro. I love the way your cock tastes. I so hope you’ll put it inside me one day!” Praised the enraptured woman. The dog quickly rose to its feet, it’s temperament changing noticeably. It was as if some it’s youthful energy had been drained away and confidence had taken its place. It rumbled, and nuzzled it’s head against hers, before leaning all it’s weight upon her as friendly dogs are known to do. She reciprocated, hugging, and squeezing him, overwhelmed with satisfaction. She held him, accepting him as her newest lover, and lingered there with him for a few minutes more. 

When at last the time came to return she straightened up and put her coat back on. They walked down the path together back toward the home. Kiyoko smiled tranquility the whole way. When they’d nearly reached the home Goro suddenly stopped and sniffed the air. “What is it Goro?” The vet asked, stooping down beside him again. The dog pointed at an open through some nearby trees, and looked at her for permission to investigate. She waved a hand for him to head over, and the dog bolted in the direction, disappearing for a moment. She overheard the sound of ruffling leaves before the dog returned with a limp dead rabbit in its mouth. It was a slightly unpleasant sight, seeing any dead creature didn’t sit well with her, but Goro was thrilled to have found it again, and walked over to show it to her like a prized trophy. “Keep it bud. It’s all yours.” The dog bounced and ran ahead, eager to show the rest of the Harada family as well. 
When Kiyoko at last made it back to the house she overheard some children squealing and running away. Mrs. harada watched with a hand over her mouth.

“Looks like he got it alright!” The housewife exclaimed with a laugh. Kiyoko nodded indifferently. 

Putting her hands in her pockets, she replied, “Probably best to just let him eat it. It’ll probably get that desire out of his system for a while.”

Fujikoa shrugged, “I’ll trust yer’ expert opinion.” She was about to head off when she paused and squinted at the veterinarian. “Oh he didn’t give ya any trouble now did he? You’re looking a little flushed hon. I hope you didn’t have to chase him round?” 

Kiyoko’s heart skipped a beat. “Oh what? No- no! He was fine. Perfectly well behaved. It’s just this heat getting to me. Thank you for your concern though.” The veterinarian knew full well the desires she felt toward the wonderful creatures of the animal kingdom were not what people considered normal, or acceptable, by any stretch so she felt strongly inclined to keeping her true feelings toward them secret. 

Fortunately Fujioka looked into it no further. “Right right! I’ve got some iced tea inside if you’d like to come in and rest fer’ a bit.” The housewife offered. 

Waving a hand, Kiyoko excused herself, “Oh thank you, no, I’ve got a few other things I need to get to today. Thank you for the offer though. I’ll see myself out. Feel free to give us a call if anything else comes up.” With that the two said their goodbyes and the vet climbed back in her truck and headed back to the clinic.  


