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In the continent of Kigorith on the planet Silvania, there was a mountain fortress called Katari. It was on a mountain range in the middle of the continent, with the Arctic to the north and the temperate Lichenbloom Forest to the south. This fortress was built inside of a large mountain, and was the command center for the Wide Rangers of Kigorith. Most of the soldiers were meerkats and were ever vigilant due to the presence of a rare mineral called ambientite that has the tendency to attract greedy and violent conquerors. Ambientite is used to power villages and technology on Silvania. It was morning of a typical day outside Mt. Katari. A drill sergeant, a large middle aged female bear named Rolkara, was training new recruits. "Who are you twerps?" she asked loudly, while pacing from one end of the line of recruits to the other. "Ma'am, we're the Wide Rangers, ma'am!" they all said in unison. "Are we going to protect the shores, forests, and mountains of Kigorith?" she asked, continuing her loud, strict tone. "Ma'am, yes ma'am!" they said. "Are you going to risk life and limb to defend the innocent and the sacred?" she asked the recruits. "Ma'am, yes ma'am!" they said. "Now get your furry arses back into the Mess Hall," she yelled. "Breakfast is ready." "Ma'am, yes ma'am!" they said again as they marched single file into the fortress. When they entered the mess hall for breakfast, a 16-year old weasel named Manaby and his 17-year old meerkat friend Kangal sat together. Manaby was rescued and raised by the Wide Rangers after his parents died in an avalanche when he was only five. Although he got an education, nobody officially adopted him as their son. "So, what do you think of Rolkara as our drill sergeant?" asked Kangal. "I'm not so sure about her," said the weasel. "She seems too harsh." "Of course she's harsh. That's the nature of a drill sergeant. Besides, you don't need to worry about her," said Kangal. "Her bark is worse than her bite." "Wasn't she banished from Bluestone Priory for being abusive towards the lidluns?" asked Manaby. "I'm sure the abuse was only verbal," said Kangal. "I don't think she would ever raise a paw to any young fur." "Talking about my mom again, dorks?" Kangal and Manaby turned around to see Tarido, a bear/leopard hybrid who was the son of Rolkara. "Um, just good things," said the weasel. "Why don't you mind your own damn business, Tarido," said Kangal. "Ooh, a bit defensive are you, dork?" asked Tarido. "Here she comes," whispered Manaby to Kangal. Rolkara walked over to address her son. "I see you're making some friends, son," said Rolkara. "Of course, mom," Tarido said, trying to look innocent. "Just making conversation." "Manaby," said Rolkara. The scrawny weasel trembled when the huge she-bear addressed him. "Meet me in my chambers after breakfast." "Ma'am, yes ma'am," the weasel said in a fearful tone. As the smallest and youngest recruit, his fear and nervousness was understandable. Rolkara and her son left the table. Manaby looked at Kangal. "I wonder what she wants me for?" he asked. "Do you think I'm in trouble?" "I don't know," said Kangal. "Maybe she thinks I'm trash talking Tarido," said Manaby. "I can see where he gets his aggressive behavior." "It's probably nothing," said Kangal, as the two of them continued eating. "I hope so," said the weasel. After breakfast was over, Manaby slowly made his way toward Rolkara's chambers on the second floor of the compound. He knocked. "Come in, recruit," said Rolkara. Manaby stepped into the office. "Ma'am, what am I needed for, ma'am?" He was relieved that Tarido wasn't in her office with her. "You don't have to 'ma'am' me; we're not training at the moment," said Rolkara. "Ma'am... I mean, okay," said the weasel. "Where'd Tarido go?" "He's probably in his chambers masturbating to porn," said Rolkara. "He's been rather busy looking at his computation pad lately." (The pad was a computer that was as thin as paper and could be folded without creasing and was impervious to tearing.) "Yeah, I noticed that too," said Manaby. "He sure likes his porn." He giggled nervously. "So, Manaby," said Rolkara. Her normal harsh tone began to sound motherly. "Do you find me attractive?" she asked fluttering her eyelashes. "Wait, what?" said the weasel, caught off guard by her change in disposition. "Just answer the question," said Rolkara. "Yes, um, you're very attractive," said Manaby. "Do you mean that, or are you just telling me what I want to hear?" asked Rolkara. Manaby hesitated but managed to say, "I... I mean that." Rolkara smiled. "What is it about me you find so attractive?" "Um, your b..., um... br..." he stuttered. "Come on, spit it out," said Rolkara. "Your breasts," said the weasel finally. "How brave and honest of you to admit that," said Rolkara. "We need soldiers like you in the Wide Rangers." "Thank you," said Manaby, relieved and somewhat surprised. "I know you're honest about my breasts, because I noticed your trouser tent earlier while you were looking at them," she said. "Looked like someone was trying to set up camp in your trousers." "Uh, um, sorry, I feel so embarrassed," said Manaby. "It's okay," said Rolkara. "There's something you should know." "What's that?" said the weasel. "I'm very fertile," she answered. "And there's nothing stopping a she-bear from conceiving offspring when she wants to and needs to. You may be scrawny, but you're perfect." "I... I am?" he said. "Perfect for..." "Helping me to conceive weasel/bear hybrid offspring," she concluded. "But... but you got to be about ten times my weight," said Manaby. "And over twice my age!" Rolkara chuckled. "Not a problem for me," she said, scritching under his chin. "I find your musky weasel scent to be absolutely irresistible." "I don't know how to tell you how flattered I am," said Manaby. "I've never had..." "You're a virgin?" Rolkara interrupted. "Perfect. I can take your virginity away right here, right now. Take off your uniform. That's an order." The weasel slowly did as she said. He felt nervous and embarrassed. He wondered if any good would come out of having sex with his drill sergeant, but he respected her commands. Completely naked, he asked, "Um, so, do you like what you see?" "Of course," said Rolkara, approaching him and disrobing herself. "You're more well endowed than I thought you'd be." As she took off her bra, her breasts bounced in his face, each breast twice as large as his head. Each of her aureole had many soft barbs around her nipples, resembling miniature versions of nipples, as if they were satellites orbiting the main nipple. Manaby's fear of Rolkara quickly evolved into desire as he stared at her complex nipples. "Wow, they're so..." "Touch them," said Rolkara. Manaby did as she asked. He then petted her breasts and started groping them with both of his paws. Then he licked her left nipple and then her right. "Good boy, keep going," said Rolkara. "Hang on tight, I'm going to lay down now." The weasel hugged his she-bear drill sergeant around the waist, being pulled down with her as she lay down on her back. She spread her legs, exposing her huge vulva. She was clearly in heat. "Lick it," said Rolkara. Manaby complied by licking the lips of her twat enthusiastically. "Ooooh, yes," said Rolkara. "You're doing much better than my ex ever did." (The ex she referred to was a leopard, and the father of Tarido.) "Mmm, yes, thanks," he said. He worked his way to her clitoris, which was large and penis-like. He put it all in his mouth and began sucking. "Oh, the gods! Yes!" she said. "You know what to do next, my pet." Manaby had been fully erect for some time, and knew exactly what to do. He inserted his malehood as deep into Rolkara as it would go. Paws on her belly, he worked her good, going in and out slowly at first, then speeding up. "Yes, yes!" said Rolkara. As the weasel continued plowing his much larger mistress, he felt excitement he never felt before. He had never been with a female, and certainly never expected to be with one so much larger and older than himself. He kept at it, feeling her pulsations and her orgasm juices flow down onto his body. Rolkara kept yelling sounds of pleasure as she felt her diminutive lover's rod plowing in and out of her. Manaby wondered if anyone outside the chamber can hear her loud moans, but luckily the walls of the fortress were soundproof. Then the moment came. Manaby let out a long "Ohhh!" as ribbons of his young seed blasted into Rolkara in copious spurts. He held himself in her as wave after wave of his sperm filled Rolkara's womb. He still lay on her belly, hugging her waist. Then he thought of how much of a bully Tarido was to him all throughout school. This was the perfect revenge; the ultimate karma. The weasel just had sex with the bully's mom. But would he tell him about it? Rolkara put her arms down on Manaby's back and began to whisper to him as he looked at her face. "Don't tell anybody, especially my son," she said. "I won't," he replied. "I promise." "You're a good little pet," said Rolkara, patting his head. "Now go take a shower; I don't want the others catching my scent on you." Rolkara pointed to a guest bathroom which was another room in her chamber, and Manaby stepped inside to take his shower. After the shower, he got dressed and left Rolkara's chamber. As he walked down the hall, he was met by Kangal. "So, how'd it go?" the meerkat asked, as both of them started walking towards their quarters. "Just fine," the weasel said. "And you're right; she's a lot nicer than I thought." "At least that means you weren't in trouble," said Kangal. "She really likes me," the weasel said. "She knows I'm potent. I mean, I have potential." He tried avoiding mentioning what happened. "I think you do too," said Kangal.

***

Moments later, Tarido had entered his mother's chambers. "Sit down," said Rolkara to her son. "There's something I need to tell you." "What did I do now?" asked Tarido insolently. "Nothing," said his mother. "It's good news for me, but I don't think you'll like it." "Whatever," said Tarido. "I found a new male," said Rolkara. "Who?" demanded Tarido. "I can't tell you right now," said Rolkara. "But I thought I'd let you know. His babies may start developing inside me soon." "I want to know who!" said Tarido angrily. "I said I can't tell you," said Rolkara. "So if you're going to pitch an attitude, I'll have to ground you until my babies are born." Tarido sat there with his arms folded, a look of defeat on his face. He knew his mother meant what she said. "It's probably General Keldin," he mumbled to himself.

***

Manaby and Rolkara's relationship continued over the next few weeks. They were very good at keeping it a secret. Rolkara had been training Manaby with the others as though he was just another recruit and nothing was happening between them. The weasel received the same yelling and name calling everyone else got. He learned to respect her more, and even appreciate and understand the treatment he and the others got, since it helps build a soldier's character. There came a day when the training will have been needed. Manaby, Kangal, and a few of the recruits, as well as experienced Wide Rangers where outside. A metallic orb with blue flashing lights was hovering towards the fortress. "What is it?" asked Manaby. "I think it's a distress beacon," said Kangal. As it came closer, Kangal's uncle Keldin, a General who has been with the Wide Rangers for many years, came to look at it. "You're right, nephew. The insignia on this beacon indicates it comes from the Steampunk village of Arnwick, " General Keldin said. "Is this a drill?" asked the weasel. "This is no drill," said Keldin. "What do you think their problem is?" asked Manaby. "Whatever it is, they need our help," said General Keldin. "We need to inform the others." Keldin went back into the base to speak with Rolkara and the other commanding officers. A few minutes is all it took for an immediate dispatch towards Arnwick. Several Cygnan mammalian dragons (Cygnagons for short) landed, and a few ambientite-powered tanks came from the fortress's hangar bay. Experienced riders mounted the dragons and other troops entered the tanks. Kangal and Manaby were among those traveling by tank. "I wonder what's going on in Arnwick? Do you know anyone there?" asked the weasel. "I've heard of that town," said Kangal. "There are rich metal deposits, in addition to ambientite. They were able to keep a very stable economy because of it. And I think Tarido has friends there but he refuses to tell me who they are." "Who do you think would be threatening them?" asked Manaby. "Could be anyone from Silvania, or beyond the stars," said Kangal. "Who knows?" Several hours had passed, and the tanks and dragons had reached Arnwick. Arnwick was an anachronistic steampunk town in the outskirts of Lichenbloom Forest. Its mostly metal buildings, most no more than three stories high, looked like they were built in the style of 19th century Earth. There were advanced forms of transportation and other technology powered by ambientite crystals. Among the technology were zeppelins and trains with glowing blue veins, typical of vehicles powered by ambientite. The streets were unpaved and adorned with trees of many kinds. The majority of the population were anthros, with a few humans and even some aliens. A raccoon police officer was outside when he saw them coming. "It's the Wide Rangers!" he said. Beside him was his wife, a skunkette. "It's about time they came!" she said. General Keldin had been riding on one of the Cygnagons. He dismounted and approached the couple. The raccoon spoke first. "I'm officer Jeffy and this is my wife Nyvota." "What seems to be problematic enough to drag us all out here?" he asked them. "The Grexim," the raccoon said. "They're conducting illegal mining beneath our town. We think they may be making a giant laser that will destroy everything and our town will be first to go. I am the only surviving police officer in Arnwick. We tried to stop them, but they were all killed except for me." "The Grexim, huh?" said General Keldin. "There hasn't been threats from that faction in ages. Sorry to hear about your fellow officers. Has anyone else tried to stop them?" "Those who tried to stop them, we haven't heard from again," said the skunkette. "That won't stop us," said Keldin. "Show me where they are." General Keldin and dozens of troops followed officer Jeffy and Nyvota to a cave just outside town. "The tunnels in that cave lead just below our town," said the raccoon. "Whatever they're doing could destroy us all!" "We're going in!" said Keldin. Before Keldin and his troops got a chance to enter the cave, hostiles stopped them with energy weapons. "Well, well," the leader, an ugly scruffy human said. "You must be the Wide Rangers. We were expecting you." The Wide Rangers and the Grexim were at a standoff, weapons raised. "Expecting us, huh?" demanded General Keldin. "Why yes," said the Grexim leader. "You might want to check among your ranks to see who's loyal to your little ragtag group of vigilantes. We know a lot of your Wide Ranger secrets." General Keldin's tail twitched in agitation. He was now under the impression that there was a traitor within the Wide Rangers. He looked behind him at his troops, wondering if any of them could possibly be the traitor. Treachery was unheard of, so he was slightly skeptical but didn't entirely rule it out. He turned back to the enemy. "Whatever you're doing in that cave needs to come to an end," said the General. "Fire!" said the Grexim leader. Both sides were firing at each other, ducking and using boulders as shields.

***

Meanwhile, Tarido found a corner to secretly do what he was doing using his computation pad. Rolkara had been following him, as mothers do when they know their kid may be up to something. "Tarido," she said. Startled, Tarido looked around. "What do you want, mom?" "What is it you're looking at on that pad?" asked Rolkara. "Nothing!" he said. "Just... porn. You know I love my porn!" "Funny place and time to be looking at porn," said Rolkara. "Now give me that pad." "No, I swear it's nothing!" said Tarido. "Okay, then. I'll leave you to your porn," said Rolkara. She acted as though she walked away, but she snuck behind him, and snatched the computation pad from him. "Hey! Give that back!" "I'm just interested in seeing the porn you got here," said Rolkara. "Now settle down." Rolkara was looking at the screen that Tarido had left on. Her heart sank when a new reality hit her. It was definitely not porn, but something much worse. "Oh, no, not my Tarido," she whispered. She developed an angry tone. "The General has to see this if he comes back alive from that cave." "No, please, no!" cried Tarido. Rolkara marched back to the tanks, and Tarido followed, hoping to get the pad back. She approached two guards, an otter and a meerkat. "Guards, arrest Tarido." "But isn't he your son?" asked the meerkat guard. "Not anymore he's not," said Rolkara. She turned to Tarido. "Traitor!" she roared in her former son's face. Tarido began to weep as the guards shackled both his forepaws and legs. He just got disowned by his mother. Treason against the Wide Rangers is unforgivable. It is the same as treason against Kigorith and ultimately the planet Silvania. Rolkara loved the Wide Rangers, so treason against them was against her as well. It would have been the same as if he had died. "Take a look at this," she said to the guards, showing them what was on the computation pad's screen. It was a blueprint of a giant laser, just as the police raccoon suspected. "Looks like a weapon," said the otter guard. "Is there any way to disable it?" "I know just the meerkat who likely can," said Rolkara. "But first I'd like to have my recruits remind Tarido what the punishment for treason is. Gather my recruits to me, if you will, guards." The guards led all the recruits to Rolkara. Tarido was still shackled and was watching. Rolkara paced back and forth. "Can any of you twerps tell me what the penalty for treason is? How about you!" she stopped at a female ferret. "Ma'am, life imprisonment, ma'am!" said the ferret girl. "That's correct, Balixa," she said. "Except if there were badges awarded for vagueness, I'd give you one right now!" "Can any of you tell me the name of the prison facility traitors are thrown in?" she asked the recruits. "How about you?" she said to a young meerkat. "Ma'am, Avengon, ma'am," said the meerkat, who feared even saying the name, knowing how notorious the prison is. "That's correct," she said. She moved over to Kangal and Manaby. "I'm sure you both knew that. Now, Kangal, I understand you have illustrious technical skills, am I right?" "Ma'am, yes, ma'am," said Kangal. "I have a mission for you." Rolkara showed Kangal the schematics for the laser that was being built underground by the Grexim. "I want you to deactivate this laser." "Ma'am, no problem ma'am," he said. "Ma'am, I'd like to come with him. I'm good with maps, ma'am," said the weasel. Rolkara thought for a moment. She knew Manaby was good with maps, so she put her personal feelings for him aside. Duty comes before personal relationships. "You may go with him," Rolkara said hesitantly. May the gods be with him, she thought, even though she didn't believe in any gods. She turned to the guards. "Guards, I want you to take Tarido to the nearest boat, row him to Avengon Island and make sure his cellmate is the biggest, meanest, ugliest, horniest thug on Silvania." "Affirmative, ma'am," said the otter guard. The two guards took him away. Manaby and Kangal shuddered at the thought of Tarido's fate. Ambientite- powered energy weapons in tow, the weasel and meerkat went off in the direction of a secret tunnel that led into the cave chamber where the laser was being built. Luckily Manaby was able to read the map as though he's been there a million times. The tunnel entrance was hidden underneath a boulder that took effort from both of them to uncover. They both went inside. They could hear the distant sounds of battle inside the cave. Weapons were fired, both friend and foe making their final cries. "I heard someone coming," whispered Kangal. The two of them hid in a crevice in the tunnel wall. Both of them listened as they heard voices. They also heard the sound of the laser, which made a low hum but was not yet activated. "Tarido should be here by now," one of them said. "I know," the other said. "He said he'd be here shortly over an hour ago to activate the laser." "We can do this without him," the first one said. "Not if I can help it!" said Kangal, coming out of the hiding spot. He shot the first one, a wolf, with his energy weapon. The second one, a reptilian, shot Kangal, throwing him to the ground. Panicked, Manaby shot the reptile. Both foes were dead, and Kangal was on the ground. "Kangal, are you okay?" asked the weasel. "The... orange... switch... pull... it...," said Kangal. "Come on, stay with me, buddy," said Manaby. But Kangal's eyes rolled over, and he passed away. "Oh, no," cried Manaby. With no living foes near the laser at the moment, the weasel made his way to a series of switches which were on the laser. He pulled the orange switch as Kangal instructed, and the laser stopped humming. The blue veins that were on the laser stopped glowing, indicating that it has ceased being powered by ambientite. "So that was the off switch," he said to himself. The distant sound of weapons fire eventually slowed down to a halt. Manaby hid back in the crevice when he heard someone enter the chamber. "I found the laser sir," came the voice. "There's three bodies in here. Two Grexim and one of ours." The voice sounded familiar. Manaby slowly peeked to see that it was a meerkat in the Wide Rangers who he recognized as Captain Lyton. He was safe. The meerkat made a double take. "Manaby!" The next officer to enter the chamber was General Keldin. "Kangal! Oh, no, my nephew," he cried. He tried best to keep calm, as this was a battle. "He was such a brave boy." "I managed to shut down the laser, sirs," said the weasel. "Well you did a good job," said Captain Lyton. "I didn't know you had the courage." "Thank you sir," said Manaby. "You didn't just shut down the laser," said General Keldin. "That switch powered all the Grexim's weapons. They were forced to surrender." Manaby breathed the hugest sigh of relief he's ever breathed. "It's not quite over yet," said Lyton. "The Grexim set several fires to some buildings. Come, let's get the hell out of this cave and assist Arnwick's Fire Department." All of the surviving Wide Rangers exited the cave. Blue-streaked fire engines were extinguishing fires in several buildings, including a day care. Many of the Wide Rangers were rescuing civilians from the burning buildings. Manaby saw Rolkara leaving the day care, holding a couple of very young furs; a red panda and a squirrel. He went towards them to see if they were unharmed. "Thank you," said a grown female red panda to Rolkara. "I don't know how I could ever repay you." "It's nothing," said Rolkara, putting down the little furs. "Wait, are you Rolkara?" asked the red panda mother. "Why yes!" she said. "And I recognize you from Bluestone Priory. What are you doing here, Redblossom?" "Just visiting," said the red panda. "I like the quaint shops of Arnwick. I thought my lidlun could stay in the daycare, except those evil Grexim came. The prioress of Bluestone will need to be aware of your heroism." "I was outcast, so are you sure they'll welcome me back?" asked Rolkara. "I'm sure they will," said Redblossom. Rolkara turned to the weasel, looking down at his diminutive form. "Manaby, we're going to Bluestone."

***

Two days had passed, and Rolkara, Manaby, and Redblossom and her young fur arrived at Bluestone Priory riding Cygnagons. One Cygnagon was carrying Rolkara and Manaby, and the other was carrying Redblossom and her young. Bluestone was a massive structure, composed almost entirely of ambientite. It appeared to be half constructed, half alive. Organic blue streaks adorned the building from bottom to top. On top of the building were domes, cupolas, and a bell tower. Surrounding it was a large blue bricked wall dotted with lanterns. Prioress Laena was outside the north wall to welcome the arrivals. She was a squirrel dressed in an archaic nun-like garb, despite the fact Bluestone was not a religious order. "Welcome back, Redblossom," said the Prioress. "I see you brought Rolkara with you." "Prioress, is it okay for Rolkara to stay here for a while?" said Redblossom. "I know she was banished, but she redeemed herself by saving my baby." Prioress Laena was a very kind and accepting squirrel, just like all the Priors and Prioresses of Bluestone over the centuries. "Of course she can stay," said Laena. She turned to Rolkara. "You are no longer banished from Bluestone, Rolkara. You may stay as long as you wish. Follow me in." As they followed her into the main priory building, she looked at the weasel. "Who do I have the pleasure of meeting?" "I'm Manaby of the Wide Rangers," answered Manaby. "He saved the town of Arnwick," said Rolkara. "He's a true hero; very brave." "It was actually Kangal who saved the town, since he knew exactly what to do," said Manaby. "He died with honor as a hero." "Did I tell you Manaby's my boyfriend?" asked Rolkara to the prioress. Knowing how open minded Bluestone residents are, she wasn't afraid to tell her that despite their size and age difference. The Prioress smiled. "You are? That's interesting. You may share a room if you'd like," she said. "Up here," she said, leading the pair up some stairs. "This one's vacant." "Thank you," said Rolkara. She and Manaby entered their room. There was a bed large enough for a bear, and a window overlooking Lichenbloom forest. "This place is really nice," said the weasel. "So Manaby, have you thought about marriage to me?" "I did, but, I don't know if I should," said Manaby. "I promised Kangal if I ever got married he'd be the best man at my wedding." "I know you and him were very good friends," said Rolkara. "I suppose a wedding would be incomplete if he wasn't there. So I have another idea. You are still young enough to be adopted. Originally I wanted you as a pet, but I lost a son to treachery. After the Wide Rangers rescued you, they never officially adopted you as their son. And I've always wanted a son who's not a coward or a traitor." "So, you want to be my mom?" asked Manaby. "Of course," said Rolkara. "It will certainly fill the void in my heart that traitor Tarido put there." "Does that mean we can't still, you know..." said the weasel. "We can still have sex, lots of it," said Rolkara. "But what if we have babies?" asked Manaby. "You can be an older brother to them," said Rolkara. "I can do all the parenting. I trained you to be a soldier, not a father. Your friend Kangal trained you to be a big brother, since he was like a big brother to you. So all you have to do is be a big brother to our babies. Okay?" "Okay. So our relationship is completely legal here?" asked Manaby. "At Bluestone, it's perfectly acceptable for family to have relationships as long as there is consent. For blood relatives condoms or contraceptives are required, but since we aren't related, we don't need that. Come, let's talk to Prioress Laena." The two of them left their room, and approached Prioress Laena, who was in the Grand Hall of the priory. "I have an important request to make," said Rolkara. "I'm all ears," said Laena. "I'd like to adopt Manaby as my son," said Rolkara. "That's great news," said Laena. "We can do the paperwork in my office." The she-bear and weasel followed Laena into her office. She pulled out a file folder with adoption forms, and picked one out. "Just sign here and here," she said, pointing to the paper and giving her a pen. Rolkara signed the form. "I'll also need Manaby's consent," said Laena. "He can sign here." "I wholeheartedly consent to becoming Rolkara's son," said Manaby, signing the form. "All finished," said Laena. "I now pronounce you mother and son." "That's all it took?" asked Manaby. "That's all," said Laena. "You can call me mom now," said Rolkara to her new son. She bent down to kiss him on the head. "Aww," said Laena. "Oh, one more thing." Laena tapped a button on her desk. Blue glowing tendrils popped out from underneath the desk, and scanned the adoption form, and then a new paper covered with a picture frame materialized on the desk. "Here's your certificate of adoption," she said, handing the framed plaque to Rolkara. "Hang it proudly." Rolkara looked at the plaque. It congratulated Rolkara for adopting Manaby, and copies of both of their signatures were on the bottom. "Thank you," said the weasel. "It's my pleasure," said Laena. "If you need me, I'll be in my office." "You see?" said Rolkara to Manaby as they walked out the door. "Who said you can't choose your family?" While Rolkara and Manaby were on their way back into their room, they were stopped by Redblossom, who was holding a bottle of some strange off-white fluid. "I don't mean to eavesdrop, but I heard the conversation outside the office," said Redblossom. "Congratulations on becoming mother and son! If you're still having a relationship I have something for Manaby to try if it's okay with you, Rolkara." "What is it?" asked Rolkara. The she-bear trusted the red panda since she knew her when she lived in the priory. "Well, the Cygnagon I was riding just finished being mated by a male," said Redblossom. "You know they produce an enzyme that helps their mate produce more sperm, right?" "Yes, I know all about it," said Rolkara. "Male Cygnagons are so much smaller than females that they need to drink that enzyme from the female in order to develop more stamina, and more sperm, to keep going with her. So the female produces it for him in teats in her lower abdomen." "Accurate enough," said Redblossom. "Well mine had produced some excess enzyme, and I thought perhaps Manaby could use some. It's fully compatible with other species." "I'll take it, no problem," said the weasel. "Is that okay, mom?" "Yes, son, it shouldn't hurt," said Rolkara. Redblossom handed the bottle of enzyme to Manaby. "Can I drink it now?" he asked. "Sure," said Rolkara. Manaby downed the entire bottle of enzyme. "Wow, that tasted weird," said Manaby. "But I was thirsty, so..." "The effects should come in full force tonight," said Redblossom. "We'll do it after dinner, son," said Rolkara. "Bluestone is renowned for it's excellent food."

*** Later that day, the she-bear and weasel finished their dinner. "Well, that had to be the best meal I've ever had in my life," said Manaby. "Certainly much better than field rations!" "I've missed eating here," said Rolkara. "Well, time for you know what," she said bobbing her eyebrows. She picked up Manaby and held him in her massive arms as she carried him to their room. Once in, she locked the door and put him on their bed. "Are you ready for our first time as mother and son?" "Yes, mom," Manaby said as he removed his clothing. Rolkara did the same. Being much larger, her pile of clothing was more than twice the size of the weasel's pile. Manaby's shaft was swollen with a huge member about to pop out of it any time. His testicles had swollen to at least five times the size they normally are. Looking down at them both he and Rolkara were shocked. "That stuff really works," said Rolkara. She bent down and began to lick his shaft. Manaby looked up and rolled his eyes in pleasure as his member came completely out of his shaft, with precum dripping, looking like he was going to burst any moment. Rolkara licked up Manaby's pre as he was humping her mouth. He was hungry for her moisture and she was hungry for his weasel meat. Thick, hard weasel cock completely out of his shaft, Rolkara took it in her mouth. Manaby was humping his new mother's face as she received more precum down her throat. "Oh, yes, mom, this is so good," said Manaby. "Mmmfff," said Rolkara, "Oh, my son, my baby." The feel of the she-bear's tongue on Manaby's rock hard penis was enough to send him over the edge. His paws were on the back of her head as he humped her face harder. "Oh, mom, I'm about to explode!" Thick, gooey globs of weasel cum gushed into Rolkara's mouth. Rolkara choked, but recovered as she swallowed Manaby's young sperm. "You are so delicious," she said to him. "Can you keep going?" "I think I can," said Manaby. He looked down to see that his balls were still swollen with more fertile sperm ready to blast into his new mother's vaginal walls. Rolkara got on the bed and spread her legs out, exposing her needy vagina. "Now come to mama! That's an order." "Mom, yes, mom!" he said as he marched into the bed with her. He started by putting his paws around her massive belly, hugging her tight. "I'm ready, mom." "Let me feel your tongue first," she said. The weasel complied by moving his head down to her gaping vulva. He started licking. He could swear she tasted slightly different as his mother. Or it could be the more peaceful surroundings. Manaby enjoyed being on an actual bed in a beautifully furnished bedroom in a peaceful priory surrounded by forest, and not the office of his drill sergeant, who was now his mom. Rolkara moaned as she felt her new son's tongue probe the depths of her she-bearhood. "Oh, keep going," she said. "You're tasty, mom," said Manaby. Rolkara's clitoris was beginning to harden. Rolkara moaned as she felt her weasel son's tongue caress her hard clitoris. "Mmm, yes, that's my boy," she said. "My nipples are hard, can you lick them too please?" "Sure, mom," said Manaby. The weasel climbed onto his foster mother's massive belly to reach her enormous breasts. He grabbed her left breast and started licking the main nipple, as well as the soft barbs surrounding it. He did the same to the right breast, alternating several times. The erotic taste and scent of his mother made him ready again, with his member poking out of his shaft. "Are you ready to do me?" asked Rolkara. "I feel your cock poking at my belly." "Yes, I am, mom," Manaby answered. Manaby eased downward towards the she-bear's crotch. Her legs were spread open hungrily waiting for her new son's meat. Paws embracing her belly, Manaby slid his throbbing member into Rolkara's needy vagina. "Ooh, good boy," said Rolkara as Manaby was thrusting in and out of her. While mating, Manaby looked up at the she-bear while she looked down at him. She was smiling, eyes half closed. She put her massive paw on his head and gently petted him while he continued to copulate with his much larger lover. It was just the two of them, mother and newly adopted son, in a most intimate embrace of pleasure. It took a lot longer than the fellatio, but eventually it happened. Manaby groaned as he felt the build up of seed in his loins. "Ohhh, here it comes," he said. "Oh, mom!" he yelled as burst after burst of his semen gushed into Rolkara's motherly vagina, splashing all over her feminine walls. Weasel spooge entered the she-bear's cervix, where it also splashed all over the walls of her uterus. Manaby just stayed in that position, hugging his huge foster mother's round belly. Then, he fell asleep smiling. Rolkara's paw petted her tiny mate, until she fell asleep too. The next morning, Rolkara and Manaby got up, and got dressed. "Do you want to go anywhere today?" asked Rolkara. "You know, I've always wanted to meet a Shaman Squirrel," said Manaby. "I think Prioress Laena knows one named Tassa," Rolkara said. "Come on, we'll meet that Shaman Squirrel."