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Latewinter 27, 1135

Herminia Stenger, a 62-year old human female, wished to see her husband who she separated from years ago. She lived on the planet Silvania, but on a small island to study the local flora and fauna, because she was a biologist. Feeling bad about her separation, she decided to head back. She had a light brown complexion, with features from all the former human races who had mixed over the centuries.

There was a knock on Oaktooth’s door. The 65-year old squirrel answered. Wide eyed, he said, “Herminia, where have you been all these years?”

“My Oakie!” The woman exclaimed, as she hugged the squirrel and kissed his furry cheeks. “Just doing some biology,” she said. “It’s my passion, you know.” She was at least a foot taller than him, because anthros of small animals are usually shorter than humans.

“Well, you came at the right time,” Oaktooth said. “Remember Zara? Well she’s about to give birth.”

“Oh, that’s splendid!” said Herminia.

“Feel free to stay the night,” said Oaktooth. “Unless you have other duties of course.”

“Who’s this?” said Herminia when she saw Byelka, a 17-year old squirrel.

“That’s my granddaughter Byelka,” answered Oaktooth.

“Oh, hi!” said Byelka. “You must be the wife Grandpa told me so much about! I guess that means you’re my Grandma?”

“Yes, indeed I’m your grandmother,” said Herminia, looking at Byelka, realizing she is fully anthro-squirrel. “So you can call me Grandma if you’d like.”

The next morning, Oaktooth and Herminia headed outside to the stables to where Zara was.

“Hey, old girl,” Oaktooth said to her in a calming voice. “Looks like it’s about time for you, isn’t it?”

Zara moaned, as if agreeing with Oaktooth.

Byelka was also outside. “Is Zara ready to pop out babies?”

Two rather old squirrels came to the scene. Oaktooth’s mother Ashflower and her wheelchair bound mother the Great Elder Redra. “You wouldn’t let Zara give birth without us here to witness, now would you Oaktooth?”

“Oh, hello, Mother and Grandmother. That long awaited moment is finally here,” said Oaktooth. “Byelka, feel Zara’s side.”

Byelka reached her paws out, and laid them on Zara’s side. “I definitely feel movement, Grandpa,” she said.

“This is going to be a very important part of your training as a shaman,” said Oaktooth. Oaktooth put his paws on Zara’s side. “Position your paws like this.” He spread his fingers out, and closed his eyes. “Now concentrate. You very much want Zara to have this baby without any pain.” Ashflower and Redra only came to observe, and did not need to put their paws on Zara.

“Yes, Grandpa,” said Byelka. She also closed her eyes, and concentrated. Herminia, Ashflower, and Redra watched with enthusiasm. Oaktooth and Byelka both desired Zara to have the baby without pain, to the extent that a purplish haze enveloped Zara. The haze lifted something from Zara and levitated. She was now no longer pregnant. The haze moved in front of Zara’s belly, and dissipated, revealing three new forms of life, one larger than the other two.

“But, that’s impossible!” Hermina exclaimed.

“You can open your eyes now, Byelka,” said Oaktooth. “Look at these little beauties,” he said pointing to the three babies.

“Aww!” she said. “There’s three of them!”

“Cygnagons often give birth to three babies at a time,” said Oaktooth. “Looks like we have one female and two males.”

Zara started grooming her three babies, who were still drenched in amniotic fluid. “Will she let me touch them?” Byelka asked.

“Go ahead,” said Oaktooth.

Byelka petted the largest one. “I’m guessing this is the female, since it’s the largest of the three.”

“That’s right,” said Oaktooth. “I’m going to give you the honor of naming her.”

“Really?” said Byelka.

“Yes,” said Oaktooth. “But name her wisely. She will live many centuries and be a part of our shaman heritage for generations to come.”

“Nora,” said Byelka, then she thought for a moment. “Never mind, that’s too weak. How about something more majestic sounding? Noraxia!”

“Great choice of a name,” said Oaktooth. “She shall be called Noraxia.” Zara nodded, as if approving of her newborn daughter’s name.

“What about the two others?” asked Byelka.

“There’s no need to name them,” said Oaktooth. “When the males are weaned in less than a year, they’ll disperse and live in the wild, or will find someone to bond with. They may stay with us, but that would be their own decision.”

“Does it take longer for females to wean?” asked Byelka.

“Yes,” he answered. “It can take up to 10 years. Females are much larger, so they need more time.”

“I wish my father was here to witness this birth,” said Byelka.

Endru materialized. “I’m here,” said Byelka’s father Endru, demonstrating his power of invisibility.

“Of course, I should have known,” said Byelka.

“My predictable son,” said Oaktooth.

“Ah! Endru, my son!” said Herminia. “Smart boy coming here all invisible and then reappearing at the best moment.” Ashflower and Redra nodded in agreement. Ashflower knew all along Endru was there, because she is telepathic.

**

Several hours later, when Endru was back home, the 41-year old Shaman Squirrel was enjoying a walk through the forest outside his cottage with his wife, a sapient feral skunk named Petunia. He met Petunia almost 18 years ago while living in a cave on the other side of the planet.

Petunia stopped on the trail, and began to breathe heavily. “What is it?” he asked.

“I’m about to give birth,” she said. “You knew I was pregnant, right?”

“Yes,” said Endru. “Let me take you back inside.”

He picked her up, cradling her in his arms gently as he walked back to the cottage. “You’re so heavy!”

“Oh, thank you!” said Petunia sarcastically.

Endru wished he was close to the healing orbs, as that would help her release the babies without any pain. He could only comfort his little lover. He lay her down on the bed.

“Now I want you to relax and remain calm,” said Endru in a soft voice. Petunia did as he said.

Then, Petunia stretched out with her tail in the air, and closed her eyes. One baby after another came out of Petunia’s vagina. Each started out as a slimy, black globe coming out of her sensitive lady part. One at a time, they slid out gracefully, landing on the bed. She exclaimed “mmfff” after each one, but managed to do it without any problems. There were 6 squirming little baby skunks total. Petunia proceeded to lick up the excess blood and amniotic fluid from her new litter, and the fur on her body, and ate the placenta greedily. There was still quite a mess on the bed and floor of afterbirth.

“Congratulations, Petunia,” said Endru. “You’re a mother again! I know one thing’s for certain. I’m not the father.”

“That’s okay, right?” asked Petunia, who returned to grooming her babies in a sweet, motherly way.

“Of course it is,” said Endru. “We have an open relationship. So, who was the lucky stud?”

“Oh, some non-sapient male skunk,” said Petunia, alternating between speaking and grooming her brood. “I’m fully sapient, but physiologically I’m a feral skunk, capable of reproducing with non-sapient skunks.”

“I had no idea the father could be non-sapient,” said Endru. “I guess he was just responding to his instincts.”

“Yes, pretty much,” said Petunia. “I let the dumb critter have at it with me, just to fulfill natural instincts. He was a pretty cute skunk, so I just let him. You got me too when I came into heat, but it was love.”

“Yes, and we managed to make Byelka,” said Endru. “Quite a miracle Byelka is, since anthros and ferals aren’t usually able to have offspring together.”

Then he looked down at Petunia’s new brood. “Well, these babies are pretty cute,” said Endru. “I’m sure they get most of their cuteness from your side of the family.”

“Why thank you,” said Petunia.

“I know you’ll be an excellent mother to them as you were with Byelka,” said Endru. “I don’t suppose some of them will be sapient like you, will they?”

“I doubt it,” said Petunia.

“You know who else just gave birth?” asked Endru.

“Who?” asked Petunia.

“Zara,” said Endru. “It’s a shame you missed that birthing. It’s only a once in over a century event. But at least I got to see you give birth.”

**

Back at Oaktooth’s cottage, Zara was happily grooming her new brood.

“We’ll need to leave them alone for a while,” said Ashflower, leaving with Redra, pushing her on the wheelchair.

Oaktooth, Herminia, and Byelka went back into the cottage.

“So, Oaktooth,” said Herminia. “Don’t you think it’s rather odd that you live alone with your granddaughter?”

“Not at all,” said Oaktooth. “She and I get along quite great.”

“I mean, don’t you have any, well, urges?” asked Herminia.

“My many years of discipline as a shaman helped relieve me of any urges,” said Oaktooth. “But I’d be lying if I told you I haven’t thought of making sweet love with my own granddaughter. She is very pretty after all.”

Byelka was within earshot, and giggled. “I saw him naked once in the shower. I felt so naughty!”

“No need to feel naughty,” said Oaktooth. “It’s perfectly natural.”

“It actually wouldn’t bother me if you two did it,” said Herminia.

“Grandpa?” asked Byelka. “Can we? I want to learn about sex and experience it too.”

“Okay,” said Oaktooth. “It can be part of your training as a shaman.”

“I’ll give you two some privacy,” said Herminia.

Byelka followed her grandfather into the bedroom. Oaktooth did not look as old as he was; but there were a few gray furs among his mostly brown-furred body. Byelka got on all fours, presenting herself to Oaktooth. First, Oaktooth touched the shaman orb, and said, “may this experience only be for training. Let not a child result.” The orb glowed purple, and then went dark again, indicating approval.

Oaktooth started by rubbing Byelka around her virgin part.

“Oh Grandpa,” Byelka said in her best voice, “It feels so funny.”

With his left paw, Oaktooth grabbed Byelka’s waist and eased her sensitive part toward his face. He inhaled the scent of Byelka’s female squirrelhood. “So wet and young!” he groaned.

His hot breath itself, her own grandfather’s, almost brought Byelka to the edge. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Everything was moving almost too fast for her.

“Oh my! Granddaddy!” Byelka sighed. His large rough fingers were moving around to play with her little hole. “Ohhhh!” she screamed.

“Hmmm,” Oaktooth expertly felt for her virginity with his large index finger and found it.

“Ahhhh!” Byelka cried out. “Grandpa, that feels so... ohhh!”

“Hold on little lady…” He mumbled. He snaked his tongue toward her slit and began licking her delicate part and tasting her juices.

Oaktooth was already erect. Byelka had just been trained to be ready for what was to come next. Finally, Oaktooth thrust his member into the daughter of his son. She made a surprised “Ooohh!” Oaktooth and his young granddaughter both moaned in ecstasy, as Byelka was learning about sex in this most intimate way. Oaktooth’s grandfatherly penis felt so nice and warm to Byelka, as she was feeling the organ go in and out of her, taking her virginity. She no longer felt naughty, knowing that same part of her grandfather that she saw before was now in her.

“Let’s change form while we’re doing it,” said Oaktooth. He changed into his sun bear form, while Byelka changed into her feral skunk form. Soon, the feral skunk was riding on her anthro sun bear grandfather in the cowgirl position.

“Ah, yes!” skunk Byelka moaned.

“Oh, this is so hot and kinky!” sun bear Oaktooth responded. “Try your other forms too!”

Byelka got on the ground while Oaktooth was still inside her. She then got larger, becoming a riding gheval. She was now much bigger than her grandfather, who was back in his squirrel form. He was still plowing away. “Oh, yes!” Byelka said as her orgasm was near.

“Unnnhhh,” Oaktooth exclaimed as wave after wave of seed filled gheval Byelka’s uterus. It would not fertilize her, because the orb prevented it. When the two were finished mating, Byelka turned back into her squirrel form, and both of them got dressed quickly like it never happened.