Chapter 4: It’s True. Magic Plus Sex Equals Amazing Sex

Tags: Male Human (s), Group Sex, Orgy, Magic, Impregnate, Pregnant, Excessive Cum, Creampie, Anthro (s), Interspecies, Love, Intercourse, Breastfeeding, Lactating

Perhaps it was a few days later or a couple of years ago. Located one hundred kilometers away from the swampy lake was another section of pristine forests. This location was filled with trees similar to the great Sequoias of former Earth. Amongst these massive plants were the smaller cherry and mango hybrid fruit trees. The unique plants provided both sets of fruits for the wayward traveler to consume upon their desire.

Near one of these trees was that of a lonely human by the name of Cleiton. He had finished up taking a bite of one of the succulent cherries from the nearby plant. The taste was unique and sweet. He rubbed the long black hair that he had before he continued to move ahead through the great forested path.

“Incredible...,” the man said to himself. “It’s like every kilometer, and there are different fruits and vegetables to eat.” His voice indicated a unique accent, and his shaven features marked him to be a man of former Brazil. Even his accent almost had the faint tone of Portuguese in it. However, the accent was also further muddled by the possible colony that he originated from. His complexion was somewhat tan, and he was lanky by appearance. He was not a muscle-bound character nor downright athletic. However, his facial features were quite handsome to some. He continued to walk forward in his nakedness.

Cleiton was somewhat bored, but he couldn’t deny the walk was unadventurous. Even trekking through the area barefoot did nothing to harm his feet. The grass was smooth and soft to the touch. The man tried to look up as if he was looking for something.

“Ugh ... having a hard time seeing the pylons,” the man lightly complained. He was standing in an open area where the beaming light of the New Olympian core illuminated. “These trees are blocking my sight of them. Wow, they are huge.”

He kept moving forward. While it was easy to get lost in the Garden of New Olympia, it was bound for a person to find the great pylons to interact with eventually. Cleiton seemed to be at a point of giving up.

“It’s all fine,” he said to himself. “They said that most of the forest was uninhabited. I guess a day of wondering isn’t always going to get you what you want.”

He approached the base of one of the great Sequoia trees. Even if he had reached this location for the first time, the trees were nothing like he had ever seen before. He put his hand to the bark briefly before moving along.

“Almost as amazing as the great ice trees,” he said.

He continued his trek for another ten minutes. He was debating if he was going to sit down and take a brief rest. Finally, something different started to appear before him. After he walked past another set of cherry and mango trees, he could hear the distant sounds of crashing waves. The line of the giant trees had ended. What lay in front consisted of shrubs, small trees, then sand. He had reached an area that led to an enormous lake.

The lake was an incredible sight to behold, but not necessarily because of the water. The massive clearing of obstructions provided a clear line of sight of New Olympia’s interior. The lake was almost as large as Lake Huron of former Earth. While Cleiton couldn’t see the entire section of it due to the monstrous size, he could see the brief outlines straight ahead of how far it went. New Olympia’s extensive interior was curved, and the artificial light of the heavy core was nowhere intense as a star. The air was clear enough to provide a better visual range for human eyes to see. If he looked carefully enough, he could see a very brief side view of one of the small cities to his left, even if it was kilometers upon kilometers away.

Despite this, Cleiton didn’t seem too pleased. He knew that he was near one of the boundary zones of the Garden of New Olympia. The great lake helped serve as a natural marker for the few travelers. He put his hands on his hips while looking at the clear pristine water waves splashing against the beach. Oddly, while there were plenty of beautiful scents, the lake had nothing. It seemed to have nothing that served of any particular interest besides the scenery.

“Ugh...,” Cleiton groaned. “I’ve seen this lake before. Please don’t tell me that I’ve been walking in circles.”

He turned around and knew that the trees were different from what he had seen when he was teleported there.

“No, but I nearly did. I was walking south but slowly doubled back to the lake. Time to turn around.”

Just as he was about to do that, he could hear the sound of something flying high above his head. He looked up to see that of a high-flying cylindrical vessel. It was barely visible, but it was a white vessel of some sort. It might have been one of the New Olympian dreadnoughts or, most likely, something smaller. It was so high that it was difficult to decipher anything else about it. Cleiton turned around and proceeded to head back into the wilderness.

This time, the man decided to head in a southwestern direction. Instead of heading directly away from the lake, he would head at a 45-degree angle away. This would help serve as a waypoint and decrease the likely chance of him reaching the lake again. The sounds of splashing waves of water were becoming less and less, till it was barely noticeable. Shrubs and small trees were blocking the view of the lake when he finally heard something that stuck out.

“Hmm...,” he said. His ear tuned to the direction of the sound. The forest naturally consisted of the various small birds that lived in the woods. However, the auditory noise that they generated was nothing loud. It wasn’t drowning out the other sound that was being created. It almost was that of...

“Moaning?” he questioned. “Hmm...,”

A part of him felt a wave of excitement that he might have finally found someone, but as he started to follow the source of the distant sound, he could decipher that it was moaning. It possibly sounded like that of a woman, but he was still too far away to tell the difference. He had a while to reach the area. Sets of small trees were still in the way, and he started to debate with himself.

“It’s definitely moaning,” he said. “Damn ... finally found someone, and she’s probably getting banged by some other man.” He shook his head. “Not in the mood to be the second man getting serviced by some random woman.”

Cleiton was slowly walking forward and put his hands to his hips. He had a distinguished frown on his face and wondered if the New Olympians were true to their word. There were generally more men in the UWA, and male bachelors were more common than ever ... at least from what he heard. But, even then, the stigma still remained. Were the New Olympians really that desperate to have humans move to their planet? His mind simply told him that it was best to move along and continue searching. It was best to give the lucky pair their privacy.

The moan was decipherable enough to sound like a young woman. Then, however, he swore he heard a squeaking sound. Even though he was still far from the commotion, it drew his attention again. He was near a set of bushes that was no more than 50 meters from the supposed activity.

“Sounds like one of the Yuki women, I guess,” he quietly said to himself. “Hmm ... maybe I’m judging things too early. What if it was a woman pleasuring a woman? What if they are looking for a man?”

He changed his mind and pressed his hand against the brush. He stepped past it and quietly approached the scene. It wasn’t his intention to intrude or spy upon whoever was there, especially if they were already actively engaged in sex. He felt an urge to investigate.

“Just ... going to take a peek ... I guess it wouldn’t hurt.”

Cleiton kept his footsteps as light as possible without giving the appearance of him sneaking. However, he was close enough to see through parts of the thicket of a clearing. There were definitely signs that there were two people actively engaged in sex on the grassy floor. He paused and was about to turn around when he saw a third figure walk past this couple. While it was difficult to see through much of the foliage and obstruction, he thought that he saw breasts on this figure.

“Well ... looks like I did find others,” he said. “Should I just walk up to them? Guess it’s the only way.”

He continued his approach. A small pathway led to this clear area in the forest. By now, there were fewer obstructions and things that blocked his way. The moaning was getting louder, but it appeared that this woman might have hit her climax. There was a loud squeak again when Cleiton reached the edge of the clearing.

What Cleiton saw amazed him. He had spoken to a few of the mythics prior, but now he had a chance to see many more. The clearing was wide enough to compose half an acre. A couple of small apple trees and various soybean plants grew in the surrounding area. It wasn’t a farm, but there were multiple plants to feed on. There was plenty of shade from the high overhead Sequoia trees. This cozy location had various small white and blue flowers that dotted the silk grass.

There was so much to observe in one spot alone that he wouldn’t get a chance to process everything and every person that he saw fully. There were at least nine individuals that he saw. Three of them were humans, with the others being of anthro type. There was a man with a mixed complexion. He had a sturdy build and was currently having sex with a pregnant Yuki. The anthro rat woman had white and gray fur with reddish eyes. Her short hair and pink tail were on display. This was the source of the moaning and squeaks. He used strength and endurance to hold the woman in a spooning type of position. Their faces were looking at each other as they were in a slow form of sexual ecstasy. His cock was driven deep into her insides.

Another set consisted of a blond woman with a pale complexion. Another woman had short curly hair and a dark complexion. Both of them were attentively using their pointer fingers to caress the sides of what looked like a large baboon. His size was roughly the same as the women’s, but he remained sitting and quietly enjoying the two women that leaned upon him. However, Cleiton had little knowledge about the type of creature that he was.

The last set of individuals was that of a brown and white spotted minotaur. She was pretty big, but her bovine eyes drew attention to three other individuals. Sitting cross-legged on the grass was that of an anthro hippo. She was the oddest in looks and appearance. She was visibly pregnant with rather large breasts. Her hair was blue with that of a punk hairdo. Her gray skin marked that of a tattoo with a colored pinwheel. In the pinwheel was a drawing of an enclosed fist. Another Yuki woman appeared to be nursing from the hippo’s breast. Finally, another woman appeared to be cat-like. She had white and orange fur and two tails that protruded from her rear. She was no bigger than the Yuki women and happily nursing from the hippo woman. Again, Cleiton had very little knowledge of the creatures that they represented.

“Ummm...,” Cleiton remarked as he got closer to them.

“Wha...?” one of the women responded near the baboon remarked. She put her hand to her naked chest in surprise.

The hippo’s eyes opened up as many of the others reacted with somewhat shock. She turned her head as the other two women pulled away from her breast to look at the newcomer. She held out her hands to greet him.

“A wayward traveler!” the hippo’s voice called out. Her voice had that of excitement and joy. A great smile appeared on her face, but she remained sitting.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt what you guys were doing,” Cleiton replied as he stood near the center of the group.

“Don’t worry,” a devious smile could be seen from the hippo. She put her hand to her chest. “Shoi-Ming and Sajanara are about to finish.”

There was a grunt when Cleiton turned to look at what she meant. There was a deep moan as the other human male made one last thrust into the pregnant Yuki woman. However, Cleiton noticed something rather odd and something he didn’t notice at first. It surprised him so much that his jaw dropped. The human male had an enormous scrotum, with each testicle being the size of an orange. He shoved as hard as he could when he climaxed into her nether regions. A huge squeak sound could be heard. The cum being thrown into her was extensive. Some of the ejaculate leaked out of the entrance onto her fur and the grass below. The couple seemed partially exhausted while they kissed each other. Meanwhile, most of the group had watched the entire sex scene come to a finish.

“Bravo!” the hippo said with a big clap of her hands. She then looked at Cleiton. “My name is Jessica. What is yours?”

“Cleiton, ah ... what’s going on here?” he replied with a question.

“What do you think is happening here?” there was a sense of happiness on her face.

“Sex and ... umm.”

Jessica went and stood up. She was much taller than he expected. She stood over him at the height of seven to eight feet. She was bulky, but some of this was misconstrued by the fact that she was pregnant. She had no tail except for the short hippo-like tail that would twitch around. She seemed playful and innocent, but there was something off about her as well. She was completely naked as the rest of the group and had a large vaginal opening for her crotch. Cleiton didn’t exactly feel threatened by her in any way, but she was still daunting to look at. She wrapped her arm around the man’s shoulder, imposing herself upon him.

“Everyone!” Jessica announced. “This is Cleiton! I want everyone to say hello to this fine specimen of a man!”

All but the baboon started applauding at the human. He seemed to sigh before he took his hands and gave an annoyed gentle clap before placing his hands back on his knees.

“Are you a native-born New Olympian or off-planet?” the hippo asked.

“His accent sounds off-world,” the minotaur said in a raspy voice.

“I was supposed to say, ‘tourist mover,’ or something like that,” Cleiton answered. “I come from the world of Palora.”

“Oh good,” the hippo put her enormous hand onto the man’s chest. “Offworlders become so much more fun. So much curiosity ... so much ... juice between the legs ... so much to let out.” A devious smile appeared on her face. “Cleiton, I want to introduce you to my friends.” She pointed to the cat woman. “This is Izanami, a Nekomata from former Japan.”

“Hello, Cleit,” Izanami said in a faint Japanese accent. “Nice package you got.”

“Wow,” Cleiton replied. He had no idea if that was intended as a genuine compliment or if she was mocking him.

“Izanami knows how to suck your soul out if you’re not careful,” Jessica said in a jovial way. “Don’t worry, though. She behaves. Just don’t piss her off too much, ok?”

“He, he,” the cat woman replied. She stuck her tongue out to the side and did a dipping one-handed paw wave. She was being perfectly naughty in how she portrayed herself.

Jessica pointed to the rat woman next to her. “And this is Chizu. Don’t ask me why her parents tried to name her ‘cheese’ in Japanese.”

“Plus, I never really cared for cheese,” Chizu said. Cleiton looked at the rat woman. She had brown fur and a pink tail. Her hair was painted in yellow and black, having the black hair far longer and falling down the right side of her shoulder. She began to play with her hair as she eyed the human closely. For the briefest of moments, he felt the tiniest spark of interest towards her. The human had to veer his eyes from her.

“Hmm,” Jessica could see the look immediately. “Have to keep that one in mind.” She pointed to the bovine woman. “This is Britany. She’s the granddaughter to Ariadne, oh...” She tapped his shoulder. “I’m sorry, you probably don’t know Ariadne.”

Cleiton shook his head no. Britany might have had the same height as Jessica, but she was sitting down cross-legged. The anthro bovine was stockier than Jessica. She had breasts that were bigger than Jessica’s. Horns grew from the top of her head, and she had four fingers on each hand. Her digitigrade legs ended in hooves, and she had a long thin cow-like tail. She was challenging to gauge, but she did scratch her snout. The human noticed that there was a dribble of milk leaking from her areolas.

“Umm ... you’re leaking,” Cleiton warned Britney.

“Oh...,” Brittany remarked as she tried to take her fingers to squeeze her nipples. The leaking milk halted the moment that she pinched the ducts closed. “Jessica, I warned you that I needed to have the others breastfeed from me. I got too much again.”

“Ah, you’re right,” Jessica smacked her head. “I’m sorry, I just got greedy. Besides, Chizu and Izanami are just so playful. Besides...,” She leaned forward and looked at Cleiton. “Maybe you’ll have help on that soon. Are you hungry, Cleiton?”

“I ... uh...,” he couldn’t believe it. His eyes had widened, and his mouth was agape, but he wondered if it was a joke. However, he could feel his member begin to twitch and stiffen a little bit. He had to push the thoughts out. He was truly wondering if he did walk into a hornet’s nest ... of horny women. He had realized that he was far from his misunderstandings. The New Olympians certainly had more women, and they seemed more than pleased to encounter him. However, his mind was simply recovering from the sheer shock of the events. To discover that a colony of mythical creatures from Earth living on this new world was one thing, but ... to find out that it was filled with lustful women. It was a sensory overload on his part. On the one hand, he felt excited about the scene, but on the other hand, he had to keep himself under control. Again, this might have just been insistent teasing on their part. A part of him, though, was unsettled. It was simply too many women and too much happening at once. His thoughts were interrupted when Jessica took her finger and closed his mouth.

“And the next trio here,” Jessica said as she lightly turned him to face the three characters. “This is Esme and Bamidele.”

“Hello, Cleiton,” Esme said.

“Cleiton, become a part of our group!” Bamidele added.

“And this is Babi, one of the two gods in our group,” the hippo said.

“Hmph...,” the baboon snorted, but he wasn’t trying to be mean to Cleiton purposely. However, he nodded, and the two women seemed to “aww” Babi.

Cleiton had a chance to evaluate the three individuals further. Esme was the woman with a pale complexion. Her blond hair and physique were pressed to Babi’s hip. Bamidele, the woman with a dark complexion, reflected the same hand reactions as Esme. Both of these women would gently stroke the side cheek fur that protruded from the baboon god. For a moment, Cleiton had, somehow, felt that the women were twin sisters by their movements and reactions. They were in complete orbit and physically attached to Babi worshipping and cradling him like he was the most crucial individual in existence.

“A god of what?” Cleiton asked.

“Babi is the god of erections,” Jessica happily answered.

“A what?” the man reacted as most others would upon hearing it. He then realized that this unique sitting character was indeed sporting a seven-inch erection. It was difficult to tell because the god’s legs were somewhat close together, blocking most of the view, but it seemed to be true. This god was hardened and ready to fuck these women. Both Esme and Bamidele were physically attractive, and it was more than apparent that he had his way with the women whenever he wanted to.

“Oh, alright,” Jessica relented. “Babi is a god of virility. But...,” she held her hand and gestured in a whisper to Cleiton. “I don’t know about you, but I totally believe the story that he used his shaft as a mast in...,”

“I can hear you. You know?” Babi said with a gruff voice. His voice reflected an unknown accent, most likely that of an Egyptian. Nevertheless, the annoyance was clearly present in how he said things.

“Oh, be nice,” Esma gestured to Babi.

“Yeah, we always like that story,” Bamidele added. Both of the women smiled at the same time. Both reached between his leg and ceremoniously grabbed his hard cock. They stroked it once to show their universal appreciation towards the god. Babi seemed to show no signs that he took pleasure in it, but he did close his eyes.

“He’s a baboon mythic,” Jessica continued. “Always liked him. Good at parties and even better with us.” She pointed to the last two individuals. “And, of course, you already know Shoi-Ming and Sajanara. Sajanara is eight months pregnant. Shoi-Ming is a native New Olympia and soon to be happy father.”

“Congratulations,” Cleiton hesitantly said to the couple. They were still linked together after their throw of sex. Their spooning position had shifted only so lightly, with Shoi-Ming moving his leg more upright. Occasionally, his member still pulsated, almost as if his body was more than eager to continue pouring more of his seed into the rat-like woman. The bliss that was present more than distracted their ability to talk to the newcomer.

“Thank you,” Sajanara finally said.

“Don’t blame them,” Jessica explained to Cleiton. “These two have been happily mated together for a little while. They’ve been wanting to become parents.”

“Can’t wait.” Shoi-Ming took his hand and neatly caressed the woman’s head, hair, and fur. Their passion for one another was strong.

“And that is my group,” Jessica continued. “You can call them my closest friends, family, or whatever. To me, they are everything to me.”

“And what is your group?” Cleiton asked.

“We are the guardians of the sexual revolution.” The hippo guided him to near the center of their group. “Our goal is to show New Olympia that we are free. We accept love and promote it by whatever means necessary.”

“Uh ... whatever means necessary?”

“You’re in a cult,” whispered Izanami.

“A cult?” Upon hearing that, there was a lingering desire for Cleiton to leave.

“Wait, wait,” Jessica requested. “It’s ok. I can see your hesitation.” She paused and relented. “Ok ... you’re in a sex cult. Just don’t feel like you are in any danger.”

“Besides,” the minotaur explained. “It’s not our goal to bring harm to you. Our goal is to provide you with your greatest dreams possible.”

“I agree!” Jessica bounced a little bit on her spot, causing her breasts to jiggle. “See ... I’m the daughter of the goddess Opet who is the daughter of Taweret. My goal is to be the goddess of sex.”

“What?” the man reacted with surprise. “A god of virility and a goddess of sex? You’re the other deity here?”

“Guilty as charged.” She put her finger to his head.

“Umm ... what exactly do you do, anyway?”

“Everyone,” she joked. “No ... what do you think we do, handsome? We have food available all around us. We have each other. We have all the best things that a person can enjoy.”

“But ... you’re a cult.”

“Of love!” Jessica protested. She put her hands on her hips and spun around to look at him directly.

“Cleiton, tell us about yourself,” Britney requested. “I know that you’re new. It’s alright.”

The minotaur’s raspy voice showed concern. The man seemed hesitant, but he couldn’t sense that they showed any signs of malice. Everyone was friendly and welcoming. Finally, he relented.

“Alright,” he caved in. “I come from Palora. It’s an ice-covered world.”

“I know of Palora,” she commented.

“You do?”

“Yeah, I had a chance to explore it. It’s cold there, but the springs are nice. It was a while back when it was first being settled. You come from Dol-Amazon.”

“You have been there,” Cleiton smiled at her. “Human form, right?”

She nodded her head. “Yes, it was forty years ago when the city was just being built. I remember the people’s accents, and it’s the same as yours.”

Jessica seemed to be noting the scene carefully. The same deviant smile could be seen on her face. Izanami tried to disguise her’s, but it was difficult for her to do it.

“Wow.” He kept it in mind when he resumed his explanation to the group. “Anyways, I grew up on Palora my whole life. I just hit twenty-one. Hadn’t had much luck finding women. Felt like they were always taken every time I would ask one out. Heard the odd rumor that New Olympia was supposed to have a lot of single women. I guess it turned out to be a good idea.” He briefly looked at the trees.

“All of it is true,” Chizu added. She scratched the back of her furry neck. “We might have been responsible for some of those rumors.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“The New Olympians sometimes send envoys to other colony worlds,” Britney explained. “I worked in the program for about a few months till I got tired of it and saw my fill. We would occasionally spread the word about our situation, that we needed men. We couldn’t overdo it, but it was enough to help persuade individuals here and there about us.”

“I guess it’s all true then. Hmmm...”

“What is it that you’re looking for?” Jessica asked him. She practically whispered to his ear.

“I wanted to find a wife ... settle down ... have kids.”

“And how are you going to do it?”

“Ummm ... date?”

“And?”

“Sex?”

“Exactly!” Jessica practically skipped back to where Izanami was sitting. Her bulging pregnant belly almost bounced. Cleiton had noticed the large protruding ass of the hippo before she sat down.

“I feel a little weird being here,” the man said. He gestured to the group. “I think that I will be...”

“Wait,” Chizu requested. Her pawed-like hand stretched in his direction.

“He’s new,” Britany said. “We’re too much of a shock to him. He’s still not used to all of our kind. I’ve seen it enough in the newcomers.”

Cleiton had to make an argument in his head about the situation. Were they truly bad? He didn’t see any form of malice from them. Chizu, especially, seemed ... amazing. Oddly, only one person made him truly uncomfortable. It was Jessica. The hippo goddess’s personality was overbearing to him. There was something about her ... it was telling him that she was possibly too aggressive. She seemed to carry the weight of the group and their thoughts.

“Cleiton, come and sit by my side,” the minotaur said. She took her large hand and patted the grass to come and sit beside her. By now, she had let go of her nipples and stemmed the flow of breastmilk. The man thought about it and decided that it was best to be beside this bovine woman. She seemed reasonable at best.

With reluctance, the man walked closer to the minotaur. A smile could be seen on her snout. He went and sat down beside her. Her form was much bigger than he had ever imagined.

“See?” she said. “I know what it’s like. I used to live in the mountains on former Earth before the environment fell apart. Then I lived in the moon colony. Now I live here. It was an adjustment for me. The sights, the smells, all of it.”

“It is...,” Cleiton commented. “So much green. Different colors ... then a different people.”

“You’ll get used to it.”

“Sooner than you expected,” Jessica added. She grabbed one of her breasts and then gave a smooching kiss in his direction.

“What are you?” he asked her.

“I’m a hippopotamus, just like my mother ... unfortunately. I just lack that big alligator tail of hers.”

There was animosity just now when she briefly spoke about her mother. She quickly brushed it aside when she resumed her talk. Instead, it was replaced with joy and playfulness on her side.

“You lead everyone here?” he asked.

“Me?” Jessica laughed. She brushed her spiky hair causing it to spring back. “Hmm ... not so much. Let’s say I push ... you thrust ... and I pull. I do you, and you do me. That’s my motto.”

“She’s tamer than she looks,” Britney comforted him.

“What’s with the tattoo?” Cleiton asked.

“My call sign,” the hippo answered.

“That and the dick signs,” Izanami said with a chuckle.

“Dick signs?” he asked.

“Oh ... just a little reminder of our revolution.”

“And that is?”

“Freedom!” Jessica held her hand in triumph. “Freedom to have sex everywhere! To no longer be confined to this forest when it comes to fucking and making love! To be naked everywhere in this universe! To stick it to our...” she paused. “To show our parents that we won’t be denied of who we do and what we do!”

“Right on, Jessica!” Izanami yelled out. Chizu and a couple of other followers replied with claps and cheers. By now, Cleiton was starting to understand more and more of what this group was. However, as he really began to think about it. He wondered if Jessica were a genuine threat or just nuts. Interestingly, the more he conversed with her, the more at ease he was with her. She had spirit, that was for sure.

“This forest is really big, though,” Cleiton questioned. “There are only so many in this cult of yours.”

“We all come here of our own volition,” Britney said. “Besides, the sex is always the best part.”