Vimra, the 34th Shaman Squirrel
#38 of Shaman Squirrel Chronicles
This takes place in SY 1999, which is 23 years after "Chekol, the Shaman Squirrel," and 93 years before "Bluestone: A Shaman Squirrel Special."
Chekol is the father of Vimra, and Vimra will be the great great grandmother of Welkety from Bluestone.
Vimra, a 20-year old Shaman Squirrel, was taking a routine walk in a path in an ancient forest near her home on the planet Silvania. With her was her friend Tarina, a female civet.
While they were walking on the moss-veiled path, something caught Tarina's attention above the tree canopy.
"Did you see that?" asked Tarina, pointing upwards.
The two of them stopped in a clearing with less tree canopy so they could see the majestic flying creature better. "I see it now," said Vimra. "It's a female Cygnagon! Definitely not one of my relatives, though." Cygnagon is short for Cygnan mammalian dragon. Although Vimra's main form was a squirrel like her father Chekol, her mother Varada was a Cygnagon and she had the ability to shapeshift into one.
"There's more with her," said Tarina. "Tiny ones."
"Looks like males," said Vimra. "She's definitely chasing them away. I suspect she's in heat and narrowing down her suitors." The large female Cygnagon continued chasing more away, until she savagely bit one on the tail, holding on while swinging him from the left to the right. His scream must have been heard for miles. Then she threw him into the forest.
"Oh, no!" said Tarina. "Poor thing! Do any of your clan's females do that to the males?"
"No," said Vimra. "All our Cygnagons are peaceable. When they're receptive, they only nip males they don't want lightly. But this one was pretty mean and fierce."
The two of them walked quickly towards where the male Cygnagon fell into the woods, following the sound of the crying. "There he is," said Tarina, pointing.
The injured little mammalian dragon looked to be roughly 90 pounds, about the size of the average male of his species. His left wing was torn, most likely by a tree branch he was snagged on as he fell. His tail was partially severed at the middle. Vimra put her paws over the pathetic creature. A purple mist emanated from her, and combined with a strong desire to heal him, the mist enveloped his injuries. Within seconds, he was as good as new. The creature looked at Vimra with his large, dark eyes, blinked twice, and grinned as if thanking her.
"Aww, this little guy is so cute," said Tarina. "And your Shaman Squirrel ability to heal never ceases to amaze me."
"It's just second nature to us," said Vimra. She looked at the creature. "Now go on, fly to where it's safe."
Vimra and Tarina walked back to the path. After a few minutes of walking, Tarina looked behind them. "I had a feeling we were being followed, look!" The newly healed creature was flying in the air roughly 20 feet above and behind them.
"Oh, it's him," said Vimra. "He must have imprinted on me after I healed him."
"What's that mean?" asked Tarina.
"He's going to have to be my pet now," said Vimra. "Just let him follow us." The little male Cygnagon kept following the pair. He had dark brown fur, with a gray belly and light brown fringes on the tips of his wings and mane. His eyes were large and dark green.
Vimra and Tarina had walked back to their cottage, which they shared as roommates. The cottage was nestled in a glade surrounded by a variety of pines, oaks, elms, and even some alien trees. "Are you going to allow him inside?" asked Tarina.
"If he wants to come in, sure," said Vimra. Sure enough, the little dragon landed on all fours, folded his wings and trotted into the cottage behind them.
"Have you thought of a name?" asked Tarina.
"Let's see if my shaman orb can randomly generate a name," said Vimra. She went into a room, and got a glowing purple orb. "Orb, please generate a name for my new friend." A swirling cloud of dust emanated from the orb, and floating letters appeared. They scrambled until they formed a name: "Finarit."
"Finarit," said Vimra.
"Nice name," said Tarina. "I didn't know your orb could generate names."
"That's how my father named me," said Vimra. Then the dust cloud and letters disintegrated. "Okay, Finarit," said Vimra, facing her new pet. "Do you want something to eat?"
Finarit nodded. Vimra filled a bowl full of fruit and mushrooms, selecting types especially favored by male Cygnagons. She put it down, and Finarit started ravishing it.
"Aw, the poor guy must have been famished," said Tarina.
Finarit finished his meal, licked his lips, and looked at Vimra with puppy dog eyes. "Aww, is there something else you want?"
"Hey, maybe we can show him that thing we do," said Tarina.
"I'm sure it wouldn't hurt," said Vimra. "Let's go into the bedroom."
The squirrel and civet looked at each other lustfully, and slowly the two began undressing. Tarina felt herself becoming aroused when she saw Vimra touch herself. With anybody else, Vimra masturbating would have been a private affair. Her pawfingers traveled down the concave of her belly and she waited just a few more moments until the anticipation was ultimately setting her insides on fire. Meanwhile, the curious Cygnagon was watching.
"Oh, mmm, yes, oh, oh..." the sounds came from the bedroom still and it was obvious Vimra was reaching her own climax.
Tarina could wait no longer. She slipped her paw down farther until she felt the pulsing little bud of pleasure slippery beneath her pawfinger tips. She was more wet than she could ever remember, and she was unable to focus on anything but slipping her paws in her lady parts. The full lips between her legs were slick with her juices and she couldn't wait another second. She spread her legs slightly and slipped two pawfingers inside her tight little opening. Her thumb automatically went to caress her clit and in the next instant she was already on the brink of an intense orgasm.
"Let me help you with that," she heard Vimra say through a thin veil of cobwebs in her mind.
Before she could react Vimra had slipped her pawfingers into Tarina's vagina. Vimra immediately stuck her tongue out and traced little circles around the prominent erect nipples. It only took Tarina a few seconds to tell the watching Cygnagon, "I'm going to enjoy this squirrel to the fullest tonight."
Tarina stopped Vimra and pushed her away. She looked into her roommate's eyes as they flickered in the candlelight. She then leaned down to Vimra and ran her tongue over the squirrel's lips. She had urges and needed to.
As her tongue slipped over Vimra's lips she felt the pawfingers of her roommate slip against her pussy lips again and then dart inside. The squish was audible as her pawfingers plunged to the depths of Tarina. "Oh yes," Tarina whimpered.
Finarit cocked his head in curiosity as the two were going on.
Vimra wasn't making qualms about which bed she just followed as Tarina neared her bed. Once there Tarina spun around and cupped Vimra's face in her paws. She lightly kissed her, teasing the squirrel's lips with her tongue before massaging it's way inside. The civet reached up and took each of Vimra's breasts in her paws and pushed the big orbs of flesh together. Breaking the kiss she leaned down and sucked a nipple into her mouth as her other paw slid between Vimra's soaked thighs.
"Please let's lay down," Vimra requested. "We'll show Finarit how two ladies get happy."
Tarina crawled across her roommate's bed and then turned to face her. As she did she felt the pawfingers brushing her clit again and Vimra didn't need anymore foreplay before she feasted on her waiting pussy. She stuck her tongue out as she lay Tarina back and slid her tongue between the pink fleshy folds of Tarina. The amount of juices between her legs let Vimra know that she was indeed aroused and ready for this female civet on female squirrel tryst. Vimra swung herself over Tarina and hoped the squirrel would reciprocate the attention she needed to feel as well. She needn't have worried because as soon as her pussy was within an inch of Tarina's face Tarina had grabbed her hips and pulled her down. Spiraling her tongue past the delicate lips of her lover and slipping her tongue into the pink within.
Tarina ran her pawfingers up and down the backs of Vimra's legs and slid her tiny little pawfingers finally around the squirrel's throbbing clit.
"Mmm," she purred as she writhed in her moment of lust. Her own pawfingers as well as her tongue were now probing the depths of her lover and she knew that within the next instant she would be coming.
"Yes," Vimra said as she paused, "make me cum right now Tarina, you're eating me so well baby."
Tarina slid her tongue and pawfingers as deep as they would go as the first of many orgasms that night rocked her body. She had to push Vimra over the edge as well. She slid a pawfinger gently against Vimra's bum and softly pushed until it was deep inside. She pawfingered both holes fast and hard directing her tongue to Vimra's clit as she came with her.
"Oh yes, mmm." Vimra cried out.
"Look, Vimra," Tarina said, pointing to Finarit. The little mammalian dragon had a full erection, the size of a horse's, and he was humping the air. "I think he wants to join us. Can he?"
"Please, little guy," said Vimra. "It's okay."
Both Tarina and Vimra crouched down in a lordosis position, waiting for Finarit. He grasped Vimra first. Slowly, and gradually his erect member slid into Vimra. Due to the size of the thing, it could only go half way. "Yes!" said Vimra. "Keep going, little buddy!" Finarit continued eagerly plowing the squirrel who saved him. His natural instinct was to mate with a creature thirty times his weight, but Vimra was only slightly larger than him. However, he managed to get a good grasp on her as he kept plowing. Then his large testicles bobbed up and down as his spooge shot into her, pump after chunky pump of gooey sperm. Finarit whimpered in pleasure.
"Oh, that was amazing!" said Vimra.
"Can he keep going so he can do me too?" asked Tarina. "I want him!"
Finarit pulled out of Vimra. The two lady furs petted him for a couple minutes so he can recover and go at it again.
When he was ready, he had a full erection again. Tarina lay back in the natural mating position. Finarit eagerly filled the civet with his massive male dragonhood, going in and out of her in ecstasy. "Oooh, yes!" said Tarina. "So big! Mmmm, ohhh, good boy! Keep it up!" Finarit kept pounding, obeying Tarina's needs. Soon, he was already sending his seed into Tarina, spurt after spurt until his testicles were drained.
Very few male Cygnagons are lucky enough to mate with more than one female in their lifetime, but Finarit mated two females in a period less than an hour. The squirrel and civet had given the Cygnagon what the much larger female had denied him.
"We're not done quite yet," said Vimra. "Let's go outside."
The three of them went outside. Vimra concentrated, and she grew larger and larger, and sprouted a huge pair of wings. She was now in her Cygnagon form, over thirty times the weight of Finarit, because that is how much larger females are than males of the species.
"You want him to mate you in that form?" asked Tarina.
"Yes, I do," said Vimra. "But first, he must drink my enzymatic nectar from my lowest nipples. He must be worn out from mating with us. This should revitalize him."
Vimra lay down, exposing her belly. Finarit instinctively began suckling on her lowest teats. He then lay down in front of her belly to rest.
"He'll need to rest it off for a while," Vimra said, putting a wing over him like a blanket.
After a few hours rest, Finarit got up. His testicles had grown massively full of sperm, ready for another round with Vimra, this time in her much larger form. Although Vimra was not in heat in this form, that didn't stop Finarit. He proceeded to her vagina, which he began licking. As he was licking, his member grew bigger and Vimra's slit began opening, revealing the sperm that stayed in her vagina from before she morphed. Vimra groaned in pleasure as she felt that little tongue.
Then, Finarit grasped Vimra's thigh, and his erect member entered her gradually. Vimra moaned as she felt her new little lover breed her. "Keep going, good boy," Vimra said. He went faster and faster, until copious globs of seed filled her womb. Vimra let out a splash of orgasmic juices, drenching Finarit. "Yes, yes!" she said. "You're mine forever."
Finarit dismounted, and crawled toward Vimra's belly. He curled up next to her, and Vimra put her massive wing around the much smaller male. Vimra knew she had to keep Finarit, her new pet and lover.