WARNING: This story contains paw fetish. If you don't like it and don't want to read further, please move along, and don't comment insulting things.

Thank you  caliburman for the proofread and the suggestions to improve this story!
Story by  Ohmagaz
Zeraora © Nintendo, GameFreaks

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What would you do if someone told you about an exotic place, where the tranquility and serenity of nature mixed with the soft warmth of the breeze made this location one of the most relaxing in the world? You would probably say that you would love to go there, but unfortunately, this place is in Alola, and you don't really have the money to travel here... Now what if someone told you that you could catch a legendary pokemon in this certain place? Screw the money, you would probably think, packing your stuff and taking the first plane there. Home of an ultra rare being... The potential of the creature appearing before you, maybe even capturing it if you were lucky. Who knows...

It's with the latter thought that Axel decided to go take this chance, selling his expensive bike to be able to fly away to the beautiful island. Unfortunately, as Axel had come to learn, fantasy is often disconnected from reality. The male pokemon trainer was on Poni Island. Specifically in Poni grove, lying down right next to a small lake with a fishing rod strongly planted in the grass, waiting for a prey to fall in his bait.

"Aaand here I am, condemned to fish Magikarps while I could be looking for the mysterious pokemon that could blow my mind with its beauty." He sighed in disbelief. He looked at the branches of the tree he was resting under. The leaves, acting as natural shields, were keeping the sun from being too bothersome, but still keeping him comfortably warm.. At least, the rumours about this place's atmosphere were true... It was really relaxing. "Always take things with a positive outlook", that's what Axel's cousin always told him.

"Easy for him to say. He caught a legendary! HIM! Freaking green flying elf, how could it be caught by such a loser..." he thought, before preparing to drift to sleep again. The idea of failure sent his mind into a spiral, one which kept his thoughts from settling and keeping slumber at bay. "... SO INFURIATING!!!" He shouted before getting up and lazily grabbing his fishing rod. It was very light , proof that it had failed to catch anything after all this time, proof that it had failed to catch anything after all this time. "Even you are failing me, I see..." Axel took a picture of the lake to give to his relatives for when he would return home. He would at least not come empty handed. “For once this camera is useful…“

Axel was so disappointed that he almost failed to notice the shadow at the other end of the lake. Surprised to see someone else here, the man squinted his eyes as tight as he could to discern the strange silhouette. Though, despite his perfect eyesight, which he was highly proud of, the trainer didn't understand the entity seemed to be getting something from the water. All of a sudden, the silhouette seemed to unfold, and that's when Axel understood that it was crouching all along. And when its movement seemed to have stopped, leaving the silhouette on a standing position, that's when Axel realised. This feline figure, accompanied by what looked like a scarf hanging from its nape, its fur forming some sort of short form around its legs...

"It's... Zeraora..." Axel could only think, with a gaping maw. The famous legendary Pokemon he went to Poni grove to see.

The shadow abruptly disappeared behind the bushes surrounding the lake, leaving the place as if it had never been there to begin with. Axel knew what he was about to do now. Without a word, he put his camera away and slung his bag behind his shoulders, following the legendary's steps and try to follow it.

It wasn't long before the trainer spotted the shadow again. He recognized its yellow, grey and blue colors, its arms which terminated with a big streak of yellow fur engulfing the whole limb from the elbow, with little lines of grey fur. Same goes for the pokemon's legs, yellow fur enveloping its forelegs, making it look like shorts. No doubt, this was clearly Zeraora. Axel also noticed the Pokemon's feet, midway between digitigrade and a plantigrade. He blushed a little. The man thought about how slender and smooth their form was. Black three toed paws with blue pads on the ball and toes, and probably very sweaty and smelly from being bare all the time... He wished he could test their softness, their smell, their taste...

"What am I thinking?!“ Axel scolded himself. “This is not the moment to get distracted..."
He regained his composure and began to think of a way to catch such a powerful creature as he followed behind it at a distance. "Let's think... My pokemon are almost KO'd because of those freaking trainers and I'm sure Zeraora is very powerful... I don't have any powerful pokeballs, the most effective one I have is a great ball, and..."

Axel stopped his train of thought, as he looked at the legendary's paws again. Something he had never really considered before suddenly made him blush like crazy. He had never really focused on the movement of the pokemon's feet. He never concentrated on the way its toes would bend in harmony as the soft paw was being lifted up from the ground. He never focused on this sweet momentum during which they would slightly splay before slowly pressing into the ground again. Neither did he notice the soft gap between Zeraora's heel and the grass on which he walked, and how softly they collided with each other, as the creature was applying pressure to this part of its sumptuous foot... If only he could stuff his nose under this tight gap...

"What the hell am I thinking?" Axel reprimanded himself. "I must focus on capturing it..." Axel was feeling a little guilty for having his mind more focused on eyeing the pokemon's feet than on finding an effective strategy to catch it. Especially with paws as beautiful as it's... Axel shook his head another time, trying to concentrate on his task for good.

It is at this moment that Zeraora stretched and yawned, letting out a surprisingly cute meow for its size and charisma. "Wait..." That small action gave the trainer an idea.

"I know!" He almost said out loud. "I am just going to wait until Zeraora falls asleep, and then I will surprise it with my great ball! I don't know if it will work, but I gotta try."Axel had some apprehension about this idea though, it kinda entirely consisted of stalking the pokemon and he didn't know if this was morally good. He was still fuming about his cousin and his outragous luck... His awful cousin always found it fun to show of his pokemon to Axel and brag about them as trophies, which always infuriated him... Plus, in the end, it was nothing more than a strategy, wasn't it? The trainer came to peace with this idea and was now impatiently anticipating the moment when he would finally be able to go into action. He just had to follow Zeraora and wait until the feline decided to go to sleep...

Of course, it was easier said than done. Multiple hours passed, during which Zeraora was either wandering through the forest helping other pokemon or training on a nearby tree. The pokemon would sometimes exercise kicking, which gave Axel a good view of the strength and firmness of its footpaws.

Eventually night fell, the blue sky turning into a more cosmos-like color, and the ambient hue turning into a very calm and relaxing mix between blue and purple. Kricketots could even be heard colliding their antennas together in search of others of their kind.

Zeraora had been training for several hours now and Axel was on the verge of falling asleep. After all, he didn't expect to stay up this long. Fortunately, he could look at the pokemon's paws to keep himself awake. There was no way he could close his eyes when looking at these beauties. Their long and slender silhouette in motion was allowing for an enchanting view of wrinkles forming on the pokemon's soles when he was scrunching his three toes together. Plus, the now accumulated sweat made his paws glitter in the moon light, underlining even the smallest folding offered by the long paw. It was even more visible on the pads, as the lighter color was reflecting light more efficiently, making them look like they were glowing and inviting anyone to rub his face against them.

The trainer was expecting to keep waiting before his chance to catch Zeraora would come, but as he was beginning to think that the pokemon stopped kicking the tree and instead sat down, its back leaning on the now scarred trunk. It then extended its leg, and at that moment, as they were facing the trainer's exact hiding spot. Axel couldn't have had a better view of the pokemon's soles. The feline began wiggling its toes, almost as if he knew the trainer was there and wanted to tease him. The slow rythmic movement allowed for the paws to fluently fold and unfold, showing their structure and terrain, as wrinkles were surrounding the toes, the pads, and the soles in a fluent manner, in a fluid dance that was more and more enticing, as the wiggles were more and more extreme as time went by. When the pokemon would scrunch its toes, the whole paw would become a labyrinth of wrinkles almost begging for a nose or a tongue to enter and explore every one of its roads. On the other hand, when the toes were splayed it was like a pulled silk cloth, the flatness of the sole skin made a perfect contrast with the few relaxed spots where the skin looked as if you could bury your whole face in it. The best part was when the pokemon rubbed its feet together. This was the moment during which the silky skin was showing the most of its malleability.

This view sure kept Axel awake as he was watching in pure awe, feeling his body shiver at every movement of these toes, every folding and unfolding wrinkles, every second passing by, as he was blessed by the view of those godly belongings.

Zeraora had closed its eyes a good few minutes ago now, and even if its paws would offer him a twitch from time to time, Axel could tell that the pokemon was asleep. He slowly took a great ball out of his bag, and got out of his hiding place to look at the sleeping feline. The trainer believed that the closer he was to the pokemon when throwing a pokeball, the more chances he had to be successful. Zeraora seemed very peaceful and kind of cute in this position. It had its head laid to the side, and its two arms resting on its stomach, cradled by the rhythm of its respiration. Honestly, Axel was feeling kind of guilty about ruining the Pokémon’s peaceful night.

“Heh, I’m too sentimental…” Whispered the trainer as he sat down in front of Zeraora. The trainer blushed at how close he was to its soft silky soles, as he was beginning to wonder how they would smell. After a training like that, they would surely have a distinctive paw smell… Axel’s heart began to pound at a faster rate, as he was now oscillating his gaze towards the Pokémon’s paws to admire them, and checking the Pokémon’s face to check if it was still asleep. Maybe he could sneak one smell or two…

Zeraora suddenly shifted, and as Axel was about to run away, thinking he had been caught, the feline just changed its position and was now laying on its left side, with its feet superposed in a way that showed all their smoothness potential. Axel couldn’t hold himself back from this adorable view. Slowly and slyly he began laying down, his face only some inches away from Zeraora’s tantalizing soles. The trainer’s forehead began sweating, and he blushed harder and harder as he moved his face towards the electric cat’s toes. In a matter of seconds, he would be smelling a legendary Pokémon’s paws… How lucky he felt.

After a slow approach, Axel’s nose finally reached its objective, as it was now hovering between the ball of Zeraora’s paws and the base of its toes. He prepared himself, and then took a big smell of the feet that had unknowingly teased him for the whole day.

Axel couldn’t hold back a sigh of pleasure and lust as the strong scent entered his nostrils. Zeraora's earlier training was very intense and the smell and sweat that accumulated was still fresh, especially in the space where Axel stuffed his nose. A warm, moist and raunchy smell reached the man’s sensors, almost making his head turn. The smell slipped down to reach his mouth, filling it with a taste that was a melange of sweat and cheese, a natural, yet intense paw smell that made Axel moan silently. On impulse, he buried his nose deeper into the cavity, and gave deeper and louder sniffs, with even warmer and arousing scents pleasing his nasal cavity.

It wouldn’t be long before Axel completely succumbed to these hypnotizing soles. He adjusted his position to lay his head in parallel with the curve of the Pokémon’s paws, and as his nose was still in its own heaven, he began kissing the balls of Zeraora’s paws, brushing his face all along its swift, slender, and perfectly shaped soles. It was like brushing your face against a smelly pillow. The human’s skin was burying deep between the multiple crevices and skin folds of the sleeper’s paw, comforting every movement with sorts of microscopic hugs given by the sweet soft skin. Axel had completely forgotten why he had followed the Pokémon at that point. His mind was completely focused on the feline’s paws, which soles would twitch, and which toes would wiggle from the tickling sensation.

Suddenly, the trainer felt the Pokemon’s toes gently grab his nose in a smooth grasp. Axel would normally run away as fast as he could for the offence he had done to Zeraora, but the smell and delicacy of the digits brought him into a sort of trance that he couldn’t get out of, as he was now intensely sniffing between the legendary’s toes without a care in the world.

Suddenly awake, Zeraora smiled adorably, and made a purring noise that could melt any trainer’s hearts while playfully toying with Axe;’s face, caressing and pushing his soles on his cheeks, lips, nose, and forehead, in a peculiar manner that strengthened the trainer’s pleasure. Putting his hands behind his head, the electric cat closed its eyes and smiled in delight, feeling the smooth skin of the trainer’s face against his soles.

It had been a few minutes since the first smell when Axel finally decided to dare giving a kiss on Zeraora’s toes as they were playing on his lips. Axel’s heart was beating like crazy, as he snuck a smooch. The reaction was instantaneous. The trainer’s back arched like crazy, and a storm of deep and fiery kisses assaulted Zeraora’s wiggly toes, pads and soles.

After the kisses came the licks. Axel was shivering at the idea of tasting the pokemon’s paws. What could a legendary pokemon’s paws taste like? “Only one way to know”, he thought. Axel slowly opened his mouth, as some sole wrinkles were dangling from the extremity of his lips, and stuck out his tongue, to collide with the smooth material that was the paw skin. An incredibly salty taste overwhelmed the trainer’s taste buds, as the pink muscle slid along every inch of the paws. The taste was at least ten times stronger than the rest of the smoothly shaped paws, for the trainer’s pleasure. The divine assault that was filling the inside of his mouth couldn’t be described with words. Axel hastily went one step further, shaking and shivering from pleasure, as he forced one of the Pokémon’s toes inside his mouth. Now, he could finally indulge in the toe’s full potential. His tongue rolled around the digit in a sensual and warm maneuver that wouldn’t miss even an inch of this divine taste.

On the other side, Zeraora was enjoying the warm attention given by the human, and the general humor of the scene. Some Pokemon had sometimes revealed that they wanted to rub Zeraora’s paws, which he gladly accepted, but he had never seen a human sharing this same kind of attraction. When it woke up and realised what was rubbing on his paws, the feline couldn’t stop the trainer if it wanted. It felt so blissful! And to be honest, feeling the form of his face molding and massaging the feline’s soles was a welcomed break after such an intensive training, so it just decided to lay back and enjoy the moment while it lasted, teasing Axel for the occasion.

This peculiar attention lasted for quite a while. For several hours pleasure and intense bliss surged through the trainer and the Pokemon’s entire bodies, until eventually Axel fell asleep on Zeraora’s soles, driven away in the dream world by the dreamy exploration of the softest soles he had ever seen, kissed, and licked. The exploration even persists for the duration of his dream as he moaned and occasionally gave away some kisses and licks here and there.

Eventually, the day came back and the dream had to end. The pleasant sound of Trumbeak chirps and the gentle rays of the sun through the trees gave Axel peaceful awakening. He was normally a very deep sleeper so naturally he was still drowsy, more comparable to a zombie than a human during the first minutes of his awakening.

The human kneeled up from his laying position, still not very conscious of his surroundings. Despite this, he wasn’t so tired that he wouldn't be able to see something that attracted his attention. Or more like, something that WASN’T attracting his attention. Zeraora’s paws were absent, meaning the Pokemon had gone, probably during the night, taking care to not wake Axel up. A surge of adrenaline surged through the trainer’s body as he hastily got up, frantically looking around him. Yes, Axel really let the Pokemon go. Usually, he would be furious and scolding himself too much for his own sake, but pretty strangely, he felt pretty peaceful. Maybe it was because of the bond he shared with Zeraora last night that caused this feeling.

Axel found his bag at the foot of the tree, probably carefully placed here by Zeraora before leaving. The trainer took his bag and found a very big surprise had awaited him. As he lifted up the bag, he saw that behind it were carved some sorts of symbols. A big heart, followed by a drawing of a crossed out Pokéball, with an inscription under it, saying in a very clumsy typography “Plese“. The trainer smiled at the bad spelling, still surprised that Zeraora had understood one word of the human language as well as its meaning.

Finally, the almost indiscernible drawing of a… Square thing with something that looks like another square inside..? “Wait, is that..?” Axel looked inside his bag, and took out his camera, before looking at his gallery.

He blushed instantly. The album was filled with pictures of the Pokemon’s divine soles and toes. Close ups, general shots, specific poses, and even very short videos, which was a very rare functionality that his camera had. He randomly chose a video and played it. In it, the trainer could see himself, as he had fallen asleep, having his cheek rubbed by Zeraora’s paws, in a very caring and soft manner. “This Pokemon knows how to tease…” Axel saw the hour on the camera, and decided to put it back inside the bag, as he would soon have to go to the airport, returning to his home region.

Epilogue

In the plane, Axel was contemplatively looking as the clouds were covering the sea, and the Poni island. He had already decided that he would come back one day, and find Zeraora again. Not to catch him this time, but to have another pleasurable time with it and its mouth-watering soles. Why not trying to just visit the forest too?

Under the soft shadow of a tall tree, the feline Pokemon was peacefully lying down, and looking at the plane floating in the sky. Zeraora wouldn’t ever forget what happened between him and Axel, and was secretly hoping to see him again. Maybe he would stay a little longer here than intended. As he stopped his train of thought, Zeraora lowered his head, to gently smile at the two Riolus that were rubbing his soles, and playfully wiggled its toes in front of their noses.

Both Axel and Zeraora are looking forward to the next time they will meet, that’s for sure.