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By Restorf De'Ferros

Springtime in Pandaria was always a time of great celebration as well as respect for the life force that flowed through the land. Nature brought many fruitful gifts to the creatures that roamed throughout the plains, forests, and jungles. Life was abundant. The pandarens spent much of their time praying for bountiful harvests to come later in the year. Their methods of prayer may be considered unusual at best of course; calm meditation in the mornings followed by raucous drinking parties in the evenings. No one could really argue with their results as the last few seasons had been particularly overwhelming.

The pandarens also had a great deal of inner peace despite their curiously bi-polar lifestyles. Those trained in the art of focusing their chi had managed to transcend the very nature of their existence and understand the life that flows through all things living. It is in this way that many pandarens excel at caring for their crops. The brewmasters had their own way of understanding that which flowed through the land by way of their gluttonous appetites for alcohol. When you wish to make the very best brews, you damn well better know a thing or two about the ingredients and how they are cultivated.

Mae-Lei knew very little about brewing, but she had spent much of her life observing and understanding gardening. She served under Master Bo Lin since she was a young cub of five seasons, having learned much about the different arts of caring for the flowers and other vegetation that grew in the sacred gardens. She was raised knowing that each and every plant had its own harmony and grace, which she learned to respect with utmost care. Every morning, she would walk the gardens with Master Bo Lin, caretaker of the grounds. While not one of the ruling elders of the village, he had seen many years and had dedicated his life to the upkeep and preservation of the gardens. It was he who had taught her the great value of life and the infinite beauty that can grow.

It was rough starting off. At the age of six, she began her role as a gardener under the close supervision of Bo Lin. While he was a fair teacher, he was also very strict, insisting that Mae-Lei adhere to the many rules of etiquette that comes with the position of gardener. This included proper respect given to ancestors and elders alike. It soon became apparent that unless she was going to dedicate herself to this task, it would be very difficult to learn every intricate rule. Thus, she relied on her determination to overcome that obstacle at such a young age. It was a big step in learning her role as a caretaker of the sacred gardens.

By the time she was twelve, she had learned to care for the garden by herself, although it was still an enormous task. The garden was practically a small forest in and of itself, requiring the constant care by several gardeners in order to keep it in pristine condition. That's not to say that it wasn't able to care for itself; far from it. There was, however, a level of care that was needed in order to preserve the specific beauty that the village elders desired. Her dedication to this task continued unabated, which Master Bo Lin seemed to appreciate.

Now, at the age of eighteen, Mae-Lei had become a vibrant young woman. She was at the apex of her training after so many long years of hard work. Guided by the way of the monk's lifestyle had also helped to shape her appearance. She had long black hair grown out into long pigtails, a beautiful streak of purple to add some highlight. Her body had typical panda markings of black and white fur, nice and smooth over her pleasantly chubby form. She also cherished gold, spending some of her savings to adorn herself with simple rings around her wrists and ankles, as well as one around her little tail tuft.

This morning she was awoken by the soft sounds of the crickets in the reeds. It was very early, the sun hardly over the horizon yet, leaving just a light layer of mist to cover the ground. Mae-Lei slipped out of her bed, covered up by her cozy blankets. With a big stretch and yawn, she felt invigorated. It wasn't long before she made her way to her shower where the cool water from the bamboo stalk started to pour over her naked body, wetting her fur. It made her feel even better. Her paws rubbed some lightly-scented soap up and down her body in order to clean her fur. If anyone were to peep in through the window, they'd certainly receive quite a sight: A busty, curvy pandaren female washing herself, black nipples stiff from the cool waters pouring down her body. They might even have a heart attack when she began to wash her legs, watching as she bent over and showed off her alluring mound nestled between her legs.

Once she had dried herself off, she slipped on a red silk loincloth and top with gold trim, the usual attire that she wore on most of her working days. She felt that it was always best to make a good impression for the elders. It may not have been the most practical for some of the harder work though. She was never one to complain as she was still eager to prove herself as a skilled gardener. Once she felt she was ready, she left her home to make her way to the sacred garden.

The journey to the garden was a pleasant walk through town where she was greeted by the other villagers. It was one of those places where everybody knew everyone else. Comforting and close-knit, the community really looked after one another. As she walked down the main market street, the friendly gentleman purveying apples tossed her a bright red one.

"A ruby apple for a ruby princess," the pandaren male chortled, making a gentle bow to her.

Mae-Lei giggled, bowing to him in return. "You are too kind, good sir!" she replied. "How are you this morning, Xen?"

"Well enough, Mae. The spring harvest has been very good, plenty of juicy apples to sell. Here, have another for the trip home."

Xen handed her another apple, bowed again and smiled cheerily. Mae-Lei thanked him graciously before resuming her journey down to the gardens.

The grounds were quite serene this morning. Mae-Lei sighed happily as she breathed in the air, catching the delightful scent of the pond lilies in bloom. Crouching down to the edge of the waters, she scooped one up to get an even better smell of that sweet scent. These were her favorite flowers, so elegant and peaceful as they floated along the waters, dragonflies hovering over them.

"You're early."

Mae-Lei gasped, startled at the sudden voice behind her. She stumbled a bit, nearly diving head-first into the pond before a paw caught her by the shoulder.

"Easy there, little one. It's only me," Bo Lin chuckled, helping Mae back up to her feet."

"S-sorry, you surprised me. I would have thought that in the quiet, even I could hear your footsteps," Mae huffed a bit, trying to catch her breath from the sudden shock. "I'm still ever so clumsy...nearly plunged head-first into that pond."

"I understand. One must learn to be light on their feet when it comes to gardening. You never know what you might tread on. Perhaps I am just used to stepping so quietly." Bo Lin held out his paw to beckon her down the central path leading into the bamboo forest. "Today we shall tend to some of the bonsai's at the central shrine. I believe that you are now old enough to appreciate the serenity that can come from their care."

Mae-Lei bowed to Master Lin, then proceeded to follow him down the winding path. Despite his age, he always managed to outpace her. Bo Lin had nearly seen forty-five seasons, but a sense of youth still remained within his body. He had black and white markings similar to Mae, although the enlarged black circles around his eyes often made him look more tired than he probably felt. Still, he kept himself relatively well enough. He did have a very lovely round belly that made all pandaren males feel very proud. Bo Lin was a very frugal pandaren, however. He often wore only a loincloth to keep himself decent among crowds, though Mae suspected that he would much prefer to go without and instead follow in the feral footsteps of his ancestors. He had always seemed like someone who proved to have a deeper connection to nature than to other people.

It was not long before they finally arrived at the shrine in the center of the dense bamboo forest. The modest stone fountain, decorated with flowers, food and other offerings, trickled with the sound of water pouring from the upper spigot. Of greater note were the numerous bonsai trees planted around the fountain in small clay pots. They carried a special and significant symbolism in their placement at this sacred shrine. Many pandarens saw them as a sign of permanent renewal, allowing a spirit to continue on within these elegant plants.

"Here we are. You've seen me work on these before, correct?" Bo asked of Mae, pulling up a small stool to sit on.

"Many times, Master Lin. You seemed to really enjoy it."

"Of course. Unlike many of the other flora in the garden, the bonsai tree has it's own...personal invitation. It grows slowly, as do we, and while it is small, it has an incalculable...perfection about it. Here, let me show you."

Bo offered her a spot at one of the small trees in front of the fountain. Mae knelt down before it, examining the curious little plant. She could see what he was saying. It did seem to have that bit of serenity about it, like a perfect moment stopped in time. Mae looked up to Bo Lin who had offered her a small pair of trimming sheers.

"Now, take a look at it," he said, looking into Mae's eyes. "Trim how you feel it needs to be trimmed, but know that you will find your sheers following an unguided path. Close your eyes...breath deep...and begin..."

Mae paused for a moment before starting. She hadn't the foggiest idea about where to start, but she found herself reaching out to clip off a bit of branch that she felt obscured the rest. She breathed in deep again, clipping another. The peace of the forest was helping her to focus entirely on her task, finding that her inner chi was acting to guide her motions. It felt peaceful. A half hour later, once she was satisfied, she leaned back to gaze over what she had done.

"Ahhh, not bad for a first time. You were watching me closely, yes?" Bo smiled as he examined her work. "You felt it though?"

"Yes, I understand what you mean now, Master Lin. It was like...like I was a part of the wind," she replied, taking in another deep breath. She set her shears on the ground so she could concentrate on taking in another breath, savoring the sense of calm that flowed through her.

"Good. You are well on your way to becoming a master gardener yourself. Let us move around to some of the bonsai's on the other side."

Mae-Lei nodded, getting up from her spot on the cool stone ground. "It truly is my ambition to learn as much as poss-aaAAAHHH!"

With a great splash, Mae flopped back into the fountain after slipping on the shears that she had set down. She coughed up some water, shivering a bit from how cold it felt. "Oh no! I'm so sorry!" she stammered, quickly trying to heave herself up out of the shrine. Bo Lin quickly stepped forward to grab hold of her paws and help her back to her feet.

"It is alright, my child. I'm sure our ancestors would understand such clumsiness." he chortled. Bo Lin brushed down Mae's clothing to help clean off some of the algae that had collected in the water while she tried to wring out her loincloth. Despite their efforts, she was still soaked through the fur. "Come. Let us go back to my hut so you can dry off. We wouldn't want you to catch cold." Mae nodded, still shivering as well as feeling completely embarrassed for disturbing a sacred shrine like that. Both she and Bo Lin made their way back up the path and out of the dense bamboo forest.

Bo Lin's hut was very modest, representative of his overall lifestyle. He never really cared much for material goods, apart from the tools needed to tend to the garden. It was a single room hut with a large round bed at one end and a fireplace and table at the other. Mae walked inside and over to the fireplace to try and dry herself off, but her clothes were still a mess.

"Here. Let me wash them for you while you dry off. I promise not to watch." Bo said, busying himself by gathering up his washboard and tub. Mae-Lei blushed a bit underneath the fur on her cheeks. She figured she could at least undress behind a screen of some sort, but after looking around the small hut and finding none, she realized she didn't have much of a choice. She unclasped the front of her top, letting her heavy breasts free. Mae quickly covered up her ebon nipples with her arm to keep decent and then draped the soggy top over the stool at the table. Mae looked up to her master, but he kept his promise. He was simply watching the wall while she undressed. Feeling slightly more comfortable, she shimmied out of her loincloth, letting the soaked garment fall around her ankles. She set it with her top, then covered herself up with her paws once more.

"I...I'm undressed, Master Lin." she squeaked, biting her lower lip. Bo nodded, turning around to gingerly pick up her dirty clothes before proceeding out the door, leaving Mae to dry off next to the fire.

Mae sighed as she pulled up the stool closer to the fire and sat herself down. She could hear Bo working outside, scrubbing her clothes in the wash basin. It was still so embarrassing though, a young panda female naked in the home of her elder master. She could imagine what the rest of the village might say should anyone find out. Not that it really mattered too much. While always a favorite target of the men in town, she had never really decided upon a mate. She was too busy with her studies, after all. So much of her life had been devoted to the care of this garden and she loved it above all else. That's probably one reason why she had really taken to Bo Lin for so many years. She couldn't help but notice him glancing at her in certain ways while she grew up and filled out. Now that she was at the age to take a mate, his glances became much more frequent. She couldn't really blame him. His last mate had died over twenty years ago during one of the fires in the village. After that, he had never chosen another mate. He must have been terribly pent up...probably imagining such dirty things that he'd want to do to her should he ever get her alone...

Mae snapped back to attention at the sudden, sharp crackle of the fire. She found that she'd been rubbing her thighs together at such a thought...her sex even a bit moist. Did she really have such feelings for her master? He's practically old enough to be her father! It did make sense though as he was much more of a fatherly figure to her than her real dad...but the very idea that she would want to mate with someone who she had such a...connection with seemed...well...

Her thoughts were again interrupted, this time by the front door being opened by Bo Lin. She quickly covered herself, though it must have been quite a sight anyway; naked panda girl sitting on a stool, showing off every luscious curve of her body. Her cheeks flushed an even brighter red.

"Your clothes are hung out to dry, Mae. Just give them a little time." Bo said, brushing a bit of sweat from his thick eyebrows. "Are you...hungry at all? I could make something for lunch."

"I had an apple saved, but it's probably still back at the shrine. I would really enjoy a meal cooked by you, Master." she replied, scooting her stool as best as she could, which was a difficult task considering that she was still trying to keep herself decent. This gave Bo enough room to get closer to the fire. He set up a pot to heat over the flames while he busied himself with the task of dicing up some vegetables he had stored away. Master Lin said nothing while he worked, which added to the awkwardness of the moment. It's probably difficult to strike up a casual conversation with a naked female watching everything you do.

"I hope you don't mind me saying," Bo started, breaking the silence, "but you've really grown into quite a delightful young woman. I've been your teacher for so many years and now...well...I must admit that you are quite stunning. And I'm not just saying that because of your current...ah...predicament." Bo chuckled softly, dumping the vegetables into the water.

Mae had expected this, but she still found it flattering. "Th..thank you, Master Lin. I would not be where I am today without your guidance."

Bo shook his head. "No no, my child. You guided yourself through life. The wisdom of others merely keeps you wary of what could lie ahead." He stood up to take a spoon from his shelf, then stirred the contents of the pot. "What do you have planned for the future? Is there another in your life?" Bo looked to her with those bright green eyes of his. Even now she could see how crystal clear they were.

"No, I am still by myself. I've had a few offers from some of the males in the village...but...they just didn't seem right," she admitted, starting to notice how hot it was starting to get in the hut with the combination of the fire and her own flustered state. That heat seemed to grow within her.

"Ah, that is a shame. You're very beautiful. You deserve to find a proper mate to be with," Bo said, lingering on his words slightly. "If...if I were younger, I would be honored to have you."

This made Mae blush cherry red underneath her fur! So he did have feelings for her after all! Her thighs rubbed together slightly, only just starting to notice that a growing itch was swelling in her body. It suddenly occurred to her that she was just starting to go into heat this season! She fidgeted, but was sure that Bo would probably sense it.

"I..I..I am flattered, Master Lin," was all she managed to say, also taking notice of how stiff her black nipples were becoming in the palms of her paws.

With a great big grunt, Bo got back to his feet, big gut wobbling slightly. His nose twitched slightly, the large panda male closing his eyes. Surely he was able to detect the sweet scent of a female in estrus.

"Mae..." he started, though he simply held out his paws after that. "You don't need to be shy." He beckoned with his paws again.

She felt somewhat trapped, caught in heat within a rather uncomfortable situation. On the other paw, she had feelings similar to his...they'd spent so much of their lives together as teacher and pupil and they knew each other practically inside and out. Tentatively, she raised her paws up from her breasts to take his own paws, rising to her feet. She could see his gaze drift down to her generous cleavage, but she felt a little bit more comfortable knowing that he cared for her as much as she did him. He smiled tenderly, his elderly face immensely inviting.

"Very lovely," he growled softly, drawing Mae in closer until her breasts rested against his chest.

Before she knew it, he leaned in and placed a tender kiss to her lips! It felt like it was going so fast, but her body was craving the attention from the male. His paws drifted up along her arms, down her side so they could rest on her wide, cub-bearing hips. Bo squeezed there tenderly while he savored the sweet taste of her lips. Although still a bit nervous about what other people might think, she let her paws slide up along Bo's chest, rubbing her blunt claws through the aged fur. It felt exquisite. The pair remained locked in this embrace for what seemed like forever, giving in to their previously restrained passions.

Bo finally broke the kiss so they could each catch some air, each sharing in one another's warm breath. Mae placed soft and tender kisses along his face, showing reverence for the experience etched on his features. His paws were a little busier, having moved down to cup her chubby rump cheeks. He kneaded them together in a smooth circle, the master enjoying the warmth of his young student hugging so close to him.

Mae soon found herself backing up towards the bed at Bo's insistence, knees hitting the side which caused her to flop onto her back. Bo himself laid out on top of her so he could pin Mae to his bed. His weight pressed her down into the soft, downy bedding while they kissed together. Mae's legs rose up along his sides, thighs gently squeezing in order to feel more of his body so close to hers. It wasn't long before she felt the elder panda's thickening erection slide up between her thighs and brush across those eager, young folds. His ebon length dripped with his lusty desires, sticky strands of precum clinging to her soft fur. Her own need was aching in her belly. Mae's footpaws lifted up high in the air when he spread her fiery hot folds apart with his member. After aiming a well-placed thrust, he buried every inch inside of her unprotected passage, pausing only a moment to savor the intensity of such pleasure. They stared into each others eyes, mouths parted to share their exhilarated breath with one another.

Once the initial shock of pleasure had relaxed, Bo began to draw his hips back and thrust forwards again just before the thick head of his shaft could slip free. He quickly worked his thrusts into a steady motion, rocking his lover underneath him each time he buried his endowment within her silken confines. Mae curled her toes from the bliss that surged within her, able to feel Master Bo's shaft rub right up against her cervix. Every thrust elicited another gasp from her lips as the breeding pair mated together on the soft bed.

Bo had to bite his lip to keep from blowing his load too early. It had been nearly twenty years since he'd been with a female. The familiar sense of euphoria swelled in him, though it was much more intense with such a young and eager mate. He did not want to disappoint, his thrusts angling inwards to rub that thick head of his shaft against her sensitive inner walls. He knew immediately that this was pleasuring her as the grip from her sex milked the entirety of his length. Bo's head tilted back as he groaned out loud, slick preseminal fluids spurting out against her inner passage.

Mae's footpaw slowly reached back to press to his chest, giving a light push to encourage him to slip back a short ways. Bo was puzzled at first, almost wondering if he had done something wrong. Mae started to coo softly to him while rolling over onto her belly. She stuck her chubby rump high in the air to show off that slightly gaping sex, a sure sign of complete trust and submissiveness to her new mate. Bo's eyes sparkled at such a delightful sight! He quickly crawled up behind her and placed his shaft to her sex once more, grabbing hold of her wide hips so he can bury himself deep again. Mae whined and whimpered from the mix of pleasures, forced to bite down on her thumb to keep herself from squealing too loudly. Her legs shifted apart ever so slightly to allow her master to shove in deep, her back arched to provide the best angle for him to release his load of virile semen.

Bo was becoming overwhelmed by the pleasure himself. His blunt claws dug into her furred hips, continuing to pull her body back against his forceful thrusts. "Unnnfff...Mae...." he growls through gritted teeth, forcing himself to hold back. "Ahh!...Oh, great dragon...mmmmMMMM!" Mae replied, crying out a prayer to the goddess. Bo soon let out a loud bellow of triumph as he thrust his shaft within her pussy, the head rammed up against her cervical wall just as he started to ejaculate. Thick, sticky ropes of potent panda sperm flooded her uterus and womb, the near glue-like semen clinging to her inner walls. The sudden sensation of such fiery heat sent Mae over the edge as she let out a loud squeal of delight! Both lovers pressed close to one another as they shared in their orgasms, Mae's rump wiggling up against Bo's heavy gut. Millions of overactive little swimmers flooded her womb and oviducts, quick to fertilize any fresh eggs that lay within. Much of it started to gush out from around her swollen sex lips and dripped down into the bed sheets.

Mae chanced a glance back at her master, seeing the sensation of bliss etched on his aged and experienced face. Her legs finally grew weak with her lover's weight pressing down atop her back. She stretched out flat on the bed, letting out a deep sigh of pleasure. Bo followed her down to the bed so he could embrace her. His paws slipped underneath her belly to caress it, proud of the life soon to grow within. It wasn't long before their combined warmth and exhaustion sent them drifting off to sleep together, still entwined in love. It would seem that, despite what Bo Lin might say about his skill as a gardener, he certainly knew how to plant the seeds of life.

To be continued...