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Ghost Paws

By Horatio Husky

Commissioned by Raizu

Raizu had scoffed internally at the descriptions of the legendary haunted woods included in the brochure to the summer house he was visiting. Sitting in the driver’s seat, he had read aloud the poorly written descriptions of eerie phantasms and doors slamming inexplicably in the middle of the night to the great amusement of his fellow passengers.

Still, he had to admit that the towering peaks of the pines that surrounded the wooden cabin they would be staying in did look intimidating. Having been able to grow unfettered by civilization, the looming trees had likely been around for centuries.

That’s just a bunch of folklore meant to scare off the tourists…

He had thought to himself, hoping that his friend had not noticed the slight anxious tone in his voice as he read aloud the last sentence of the brochure.

“Those who have lived to tell the tale of the hauntings have been known to never fully recover from their experience.”

The wusky in the back seat had chimed in after the dragon dog finished the last sentence.

“Yeah, I’m sure we’ll all be helplessly peeing our pants anyway by the end of it.”

The laughter that filled the car eased the tension somewhat, but Raizu still found himself swallowing nervously as he mulled over what he had read until they arrived. Still, with the task at paw to unload the car and prep for dinner, he found himself easily distracted only a few minutes later.

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Paper… He played paper… Of course he played paper, dumb puppy…

Raizu griped internally, as he scanned the forest floor which appeared to be pointedly lacking any dry firewood. It had rained during the drive up, meaning that he would have to venture deeper into the thicket in hopes of finding a more sheltered patch of fallen branches.

His gait was noticeably impaired by the Lil Pawz taped snuggly around his waist, the only piece of clothing he wore. His friends had taken great pleasure in insisting that he venture out wearing only his diaper after having pantsed him, persuading him that with no one around for miles he might as well strut about in his, ‘puppy pants.’

He felt a tap on his shoulder. Eyes widening, he whirled around scanning about to see which one of his companions had snuck up on him.

“Very funny, you got me!”

He raised his paws up dramatically, waving around jazz hands and shrugging his shoulders as he tried to play off just how much he had been startled by the sensation. Scanning about, instead of meeting the sheepish grin of a fellow crinkly fur he saw only the empty forest behind him.

Weird…

Something tugged at his tail with a sharp, but not painful, yank. He yelped, more out of surprise than hurt as he whirled around once again. Still, nothing.

The descriptions held in the brochure bubbled up to the surface of his mind, as sweat began to prick at the back of his neck. Raizu started to back up slowly, one paw after another as he looked around the secluded wood. Something snapped behind him, startling him again as he glanced down.

A twig…

Shaking his head, Raizu was starting to consider whether or not he should come back empty pawed, claiming that the rain had been too thorough for any chance of finding kindling, when he saw something out of the corner of his eye.

Clutching at the tree bark, the dragon dog narrowed his eyes and was just able to make out the four digits of a paw. It paused for a moment, as if it were thinking.

“Hello?”

Raizu called out, a quiver catching the end of his statement causing him to sound much more scared than he actually felt. Looking closer, he was able to just barely make out the tree bark behind the paw. It was semi-translucent, he realized, as a wave of excitement coursed through him.

Ghost… Paws…?

He gasped as he felt something gently grope his padded front, looking down with an aghast expression on his muzzle he saw that a paw identical to the one he had seen shyly clinging to the tree was now examining his diaper. With a possessiveness that he found most embarrassing, the appendage appeared to be checking his padding for accidents.

There were none to be found, yet, as Raizu had only been wearing the undergarment for an hour. Rising out of the ground around him like zombies in a graveyard, the oversized hatchling was suddenly surrounded by a total of seven, severed phantom limbs.

They floated over to him as soon as they had freed themselves from the earth, caressing his body as Raizu dared not move for fear of stirring their ire. One caressed his cheek, another lifted up the base of his tail while yet another gently patted his rear.

Raizu’s heartbeat was pounding against his chest as his thoughts whirled. He noted, despite the adrenaline coursing through his draconic veins, that they seemed particularly interested in the crinkling underpants around his waist. Deciding that cooperation might be for the best, he yipped softly as one of the phantoms bumped against his chest, pushing him down onto his bottom roughly.

As one of them grabbed his wrist, another began to gently tickle the bottom of one of his footpaws. One braced his shoulder, keeping him sitting upright as the one that had squeezed his diapered front continued to gently massage his quivering member. He blushed, stuttering out a few nonsense syllables.

The sensory overload of having so many paws giving him loving attention and gentle touches was almost too much for Raizu. Even as one of the paws grabbed his right ankle, holding it firmly but not too tightly, he felt a finger gingerly lifting his chin up as he was to be examined by a spectre unseen.

His breath caught in his throat, as he saw finally what the last paw had been up to while the others toyed with him. Floating over and stopping a few feet above his diaper, the last paw wielded a vibrator wand grasped firmly in its clutches.

With a playful flick of its fingers, the paw switched the pleasure device on with a ‘click!’ The familiar sound of buzzing filled his ears, and Raizu wasted little thought on trying to figure out where the corded gadget was drawing power from.

Whether he liked it or not, the ghostly paws were about to have some fun with their newly incapacitated, and padded, guest.