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Date: Midwinter 20, SY 1078

Ashflower and her wife Kina had been visiting the village of Heneskali to check out their quaint shops. One shop in particular was their pet store. The squirrel usually wanted to avoid pet stores due to the fact that many of the animals there were rather sad to not yet have an owner, and as a telepath, she would feel a lot of sadness. Fortunately, her disciplined mind could block out most negative emotions.

"Come look at this, Ashflower," said Kina. The sun bear pointed to a cage.

In a small cage was a very sad looking creature. "Oh, poor thing," Ashflower said. "He's clearly a runt." The creature was about half the size of a ferret, and had turquoise fur and a dark green mane.

"He's a pocket pet gheval," said Kina. "A Spera, I think. But he's tiny even for a Spera of his age."

The pet store owner, a tiger, came to Ashflower and Kina. "He's only about a month old. He is very weak because he lost his mother," he said. "If you want him, be sure to give him plenty of milk at least 3 times a day."

"Will do," said Ashflower, feeling sympathy for the pathetic little creature. Ashflower, as a telepath, knew the pet store owner was telling the truth about the tiny gheval's predicament. She bought the tiny animal, and put him in her purse.

"He'll make a great pet for Oaktooth," said Kina.

"Are you sure Oaktooth would want him?" asked Ashflower. "I think he'd want something bigger."

"He'll have to do for now," said Kina. "And if Oaktooth doesn't like him, he'll be our little pet."

A massively much larger gheval, a riding steed named Kamya, was waiting for Ashflower and Kina outside the pet store. Ghevals are among the most size diverse domestic animals in the galaxy, with breeds ranging in size from tiny pocket pets such as the Spera to enormous riding steeds such as the Priana. Kamya was a mix of Priana and a large dairy breed. She was tan in color, had purple stripes, a light green mane, and fangs. The two wives hopped onto Kamya and headed home to their cottage.

"Ashflower," said Kina while still riding. "Does Kamya have enough milk?"

"Yes, she's got plenty," said Ashflower. "After her last babies were sold, she has been still producing plenty of milk."

"Should we hold off on the cheese making since our new little guy will need that milk?" said Kina.

"Not at all," said Ashflower. "We can definitely afford to make cheese and more. Kamya produces so much milk, and this little guy is very tiny, so we should have enough for him and then some," said Ashflower. "We should still look forward to our cheese and butter."

As soon as they arrived at the cottage, Ashflower was allowing Kamya to sniff her new pet. "You like him?" she said to Kamya. "Luckily you have enough milk left for him if you're willing to spare it." Ashflower could read that Kamya was quite willing to nurse the tiny new gheval and become his foster mother. She could even sense that Kamya felt sympathy for the minuscule orphan.

Kamya lay down, and Ashflower placed the scrawny gheval by her six teats. Immediately, the little male began to suckle enthusiastically on his new foster mother's teats. "That's so adorable," said Kina.

"Yes, look at that little cutie," said Ashflower. "He's so happy to have a new mom."

"Welcome to the family," said Kina.

Kamya gently turned her enormous neck around and began licking her new stepson. Ashflower observed and was overwhelmed by Kamya's motherly emotions, feeling the oxytocin consume her like a warm blanket.

Ashflower, Kina, and their almost 8 year old son Oaktooth agreed to name the new little pet Miket (pronounced meek-it). As the days went by, Kamya was being an excellent mother to Miket. After a few weeks, he was weaned. Miket began developing a bond with Kamya, often sleeping snug in her mane.

Date: Earlysummer 22, SY 1078

Miket had not grown much since Ashflower and Kina adopted him. He was still very scrawny, but at 6 months of age, he had already become sexually mature, but still not fully grown. Three factors made him so tiny; his breed, his state of being a runt, and his youth.

"I noticed that Miket has really made a strong bond with Kamya," said Ashflower to her wife Kina, while they were in the stable with Kamya. "I'm pretty sure they have a mate bond. And look, isn't that sweet? He's sleeping cutely in her mane like usual."

"I've always thought that was adorable from day one," said Kina. "I think Kamya's in heat today. I saw her vulva gaping big then closing tightly over again."

"Let me take a look," said Ashflower. The squirrel lifted Kamya's tail and looked underneath. Lo and behold, her vulva was swollen and gaping, then shutting tightly as if needing a male badly. "Oh, my! Definitely in heat," said Ashflower.

Ashflower petted Kamya on her neck. "Are you ready to mate?" she asked Kamya.

Kamya of course couldn't speak, but she understood what Ashflower was asking. The squirrel could sense that Kamya was saying yes in her own way. "Are you sure you want to mate with little Miket?" she asked Kamya. "He's your stepson."

Kamya gave Ashflower an affirmative emotion, indicating she most definitely does want to mate with Miket. But Kina was a little uncertain.

"We should allow them to mate," said Ashflower. "Kamya wants him."

"But... their size difference," said Kina. "She's over 4,000 times his weight. Not to mention their age difference. Kamya is over 30 years old... that's sixty times his age."

"They don't look like a match, but I'd say they are," said Ashflower, chuckling.

Oaktooth entered the stable. "Hi moms!" he said. "I couldn't help but hear your conversation. You're breeding Kamya with Miket? I'm not sure that's possible. Here, let me help." Oaktooth pointed to a turkey baster on a shelf and used his mind to bring it to his hand.

"I'm glad you're honing in on your telekinetic powers, son," said Ashflower. "But I don't think the turkey baster will be necessary. I'm sure Miket can find a way to breed Kamya on his own."

"Okay, but can I watch?" said Oaktooth.

"Sure," said Kina. "I don't think it should be a problem. In fact, every youngster should watch animals mate to learn about the beautiful process of making new life."

"Can I keep one of the babies?" said Oaktooth. "You know I've always wanted a medium sized gheval."

"I'm sure Kamya will have plenty of babies for you to choose from," said Ashflower. "The smaller the male is compared to the female, the more babies they generally have, because there is more room in a large female's womb for small babies."

"Makes sense," said Kina.

"Look, he's already exploring her!" said Oaktooth.

Miket had been sleeping in Kamya's mane, then crawled on her back toward her rump, sniffing toward the alluring aroma. The scent he was following was much more beautiful to him than any flower's aroma. He knew he had to get back there. Mother nature was calling him to go beneath his foster mother's tail and allow his instincts to take control. Miket himself also had a very strong scent, one that anthros and humans find to be too musky but Kamya loves his smell.

"Look at the size of his nuts and wiener!" said Oaktooth. "I've never seen them so big on him!"

"Yes, they're very big for a creature so tiny," said Ashflower. "This is known as rut. Normally, when a gheval male is bonded to a female, his genitals increase in size by three times while the female is coming into heat." Despite their extreme size difference, the pair were no exception.

"We'll need to make sure he doesn't fall off," said Ashflower. "This is not a typical breeding."

Both the squirrel and sun bear stood by Kamya's rump to catch Miket in case he falls. The tiny Spera carefully made his way to the huge Priana's swollen vulva, which was winking open and closed in anticipation.

Miket used his claws to grasp firmly onto Kamya's vulva. He started with a few pelvic thrusts until his penis left his shaft. His penis, which was hooked at the tip, was longer than he was. This is because of two factors: smaller breeds tend to have proportionally larger genitals, and he is undergoing rut which makes genitals all the more bigger.

When closed, Kamya's vagina resembled a tall "Y", and when open, she's gaping, wet, and willing. She was desperately needing her little foster son in her. Miket could easily unbirth his entire body all the way into her vagina, but he did not need to do that. He eagerly slid his proportionately large hooked penis into Kamya's enormous vagina. The mating process has begun.

"Oooh," said Ashflower.

"What is it?" said Kina.

"I can feel their pleasure," Ashflower said. "It's intense. Yes, oh, yes!" Ashflower felt awkward feeling this intense pleasure with her son present.

"Oaktooth, hun, you probably should go," said Kina.

"It's okay, he can stay to watch. He needs to learn about this beautiful process of nature," said Ashflower, still with an awkwardly pleasured voice. "I'll go." Ashflower left the stable.

In twos, Miket's enormous testicles were making pumping motions, followed by spurts of sperm leaving his penis and entering his enormous foster mother. Pump pump, spurt spurt... pump pump, spurt spurt... Pump pump, spurt spurt. His facial expression was that of extreme pleasure.

Kamya was feeling intense pleasure despite the tiny size of her mate. Her mate was so small, it looked as though she was alone and very happy. Alone, until you got a closer look at what was going on under her tail. Miket's little body bumping against her clitoris was enough to set her over the edge. She moaned in orgasmic pleasure feeling her tiny stepson pound her with his pumps and spurts. The feel of those balls pulsating and bumping on her clitoris and the friction of the hooked penis stimulating her insides caused her to orgasm. Kamya squirted copious amounts of feminine juices, drenching her minuscule mate. Some of her fluids splashed onto the ground.

Kina thought Miket would fall due to the slipperiness of Kamya's orgasm, but he still managed to hang on tightly to her vulva, continuing his pumps and spurts. He was oblivious to the wetness he has received. He kept delivering sperm to her nonstop.

"While I'm watching, I'm going to practice my other ability," said Oaktooth. Suddenly, Oaktooth became a sun bear like his female father, Kina.

"That's really good, son," said Kina. "You look just like me."

Oaktooth kept switching back and forth between his squirrel and sun bear forms every few minutes or so while watching Miket do his breeding duty with Kamya.

An hour had passed, and Miket's testicles were visibly smaller; about the size they were pre-rut. He fainted, and Kina caught him. He seemed to melt in her hands. "Aw, poor guy," said Kina, holding the little Spera in her hands.

"He looks very exhausted," said Oaktooth.

"Yes, he needs to rest," said Kina.

Kamya was already laying down. Kina brought Miket to Kamya's muzzle. Immediately, Kamya went from mate mode to mother mode and started grooming Miket, licking up the excess orgasm fluid and sperm. Miket murred in contentment as he was being cleaned by his mama, who was now his mate. When Kamya was finished licking him, Kina brought him to Kamya's mane and let him rest on her.

"He should be okay," said Kina.

Ashflower walked back into the stable. "I sensed they were finished," she said. "I tried my best to block out their pleasure so I don't get too overwhelmed by it. Now I sense contentment, accomplishment, and exhaustion. I guess that means they're finished." The telepathic shaman squirrel walked toward the sleeping couple.

"Yes, they sure are!" said Kina. "Little Miket managed to do the deed."

"Now I guess he'll dream about all the little babies he's going to proudly father," said Ashflower.