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Yanika was a 27-year old Shaman Squirrel living in a cottage in a dense forest on the planet Silvania. The particular area she lived on was teeming with small feral mammals. She enjoyed raising various small orphaned baby animals and releasing them into the wild.

Currently she had several young animals in her care. She was very busy because there were meerkats, hedgehogs, squirrels, chipmunks, skunks, red pandas, raccoons, rabbits, otters, weasels, ferrets, mongooses, foxes, chinchillas, and other cute small furry animals.

In her cottage, she was currently holding a tiny bundle in her paws. The creature was given to her by a couple of travelers who found him in the rain. Yanika had since helped him get dry, revealing a coat of very fluffy fur. She recognized him immediately as a rare species of angora squirrel, with long fluffy fur, a round face, and big sad eyes; quite possibly the cutest animal in the universe. "Oh, you poor thing," she said.

The little creature looked up at his rescuer with sad, yet thankful eyes.

"Aww, I think I know why your mother rejected you," said Yanika. "It's nothing wrong with you; your hormones are just ready too soon." She knew that sometimes the males of this squirrel species become sexually mature before weaning, and to prevent inbreeding, the mother will kick these males out of her nest. "You must be no more than four weeks old, but your grown up parts are big already!"

The tiny young squirrel blinked his big shiny eyes while Yanika held him in her paw.

"Do you want a name?" asked Yanika. "How about Rainjo? They did find you in the rain, after all."

Although the little squirrel didn't understand, he seemed content. Then he squealed a little bit, indicating hunger.

"Let me put you on my bed while I get the formula," said Yanika.

Yanika came back to her bed with a dropper of formula. She then sat on her bed, and put Rainjo on her lap. He eagerly accepted the formula, hungrily gulping it down.

"Good boy, you really like that stuff," said Yanika.

Then he looked up at her and grinned.

Yanika looked down at him, noticing his penis moving, and eventually leaving his shaft. "Oh, my," said Yanika. "You're not even half grown yet and you already want to mate." She could smell a musky aroma coming from Rainjo, indicating his mating desire. Then she remembered something. This year was the year she was supposed to conceive the next Shaman Squirrel, which means she needed to mate.

Rainjo then hopped onto her shoulder and began licking her face.

"Aww, that's so sweet," said Yanika. Then she turned her head and kissed him back.

Rainjo proceeded to hump Yanika's face.

"Mmmph, you're ready for that now?" asked Yanika. "Well, I'm ready for you. Want to father the next Shaman Squirrel?"

Rainjo nodded his head, as if understanding her.

She took off her panties, throwing them on the floor. "This is the hole you'll need to go into," said Yanika, pointing to her vagina. Due to his tiny size, she could swear he could fit his entire body inside.

The tiny squirrel scurried down her midriff and went between her legs. While his tiny body was making humping motions, he began by licking Yanika's clitoris.

"Oh, yes, good boy," she said. "Go inside me!"

Then, his precocious baby squirrelhood left his shaft, and he was fully erect. Instinct told him where to put it, despite being so tiny compared to his motherly caretaker.

Yanika's entire hand was cupped over the baby squirrel's body. He was thrusting in and out. "Oh, yes," Yanika said. "Fill me with your baby squirrel seed. Get me pregnant! Yes!"

The cute, fluffy tiny squirrel squealed in pleasure as he burst his precocious seed into Yanika, who must have been at least two hundred times his weight. Yanika splashed her feminine juices all over her tiny new mate.

Yanika held Rainjo in the position, while he was panting from exhaustion after his first experience. He was as drenched as he was when he was found, except with Yanika's orgasm juices instead of rain water. "Aww, you cute little thing," said Yanika. "I think you're going to be a daddy!"

Yanika felt no shame that she was an anthro squirrel who just mated with a baby feral squirrel. She knew this was right for him, and for her, and for the Shaman Squirrel genealogical line.

Three months had passed, and Yanika already had a bulge in her belly, carrying the offspring of little Rainjo. Despite being impregnated by another species, her gestation period would still be the same for anthro-squirrels, roughly 8 months. There was a knock on her cottage door. "Come in," said Yanika. Rainjo was perched on Yanika's shoulder.

An elderly squirrel entered. The old squirrel was mostly gray with dark brown fringes on her ear tips and tail tip, and a white belly. "Hello, dear," said the older squirrel. It was Yanika's 143-year old great great grandmother Zinnia. "Tell me, do I look great for my age?"

"Well, hello Gran Zinnia, I wasn't expecting you," said Yanika. "Yes, I'd say you look not much older than 50." Because of their long life spans, Shaman Squirrels try to avoid all of the "great greats" when referring to their living ancestors, and just shorten them to "Gran" or "Gramp."

"Thank you dear," said Zinnia. "Also I thank the spirits that we Shaman Squirrels have such long life spans."

"I have a feeling you came here for something other than talking about how long we'll live," said Yanika.

"Oh, yes indeed, dear," said Zinnia. "In my Cygnagon form, I'm coming into my second heat."

"So soon?" said Yanika. "Hasn't it only been like seventy years since your last one?"

"Seventy-two to be more precise," said Zinnia. "When Gramp Undin was still alive, he serviced me in that form. That's why you have your great uncle Darindo who can shapeshift between skunk and Cygnagon."

"So why only 72 years?" asked Yanika. "It's usually over 100 years for Cygnagons."

"Because I shapeshift between Cygnagon and squirrel of course," said Zinnia. "So the distance between heat cycles will be a lot less. Now, you know your mother Nukutcha and grandmother Vimra also shapeshift between squirrel and Cygnagon. Vimra is due for her first heat as a Cygnagon in a few years from now."

"Maybe that's a little too much information, but thanks," said Yanika. "Will you be waiting for a male Cygnagon to breed you in that form?"

"I can mate with any species," said Zinnia. "How about that adorable little squirrel sitting on your shoulder who knocked you up? What's his name, Ranger?"

"Rainjo," corrected Yanika. "He's way too small for you in your Cygnagon form. He could fall in and never come out!"

Rainjo made a shocked expression on his tiny face, and hid in Yanika's shirt between her breasts. He must have seen Zinnia in her Cygnagon form before.

Zinnia chuckled. "I was kidding, of course," she said. "But he's still very daaaaarling." Zinnia always extended the A in the word "darling."

Rainjo went out of Yanika's shirt and back on to her shoulder, breathing a sigh of relief.

"I will need to transform," said Zinnia. The old squirrel walked towards a clearing big enough for her other form. Then, she started getting larger, her tail became more broad and less bushy, and she grew a magnificent pair of wings. In her Cygnan Mammalian dragon form, she still had the mostly gray fur with brown fringes and a white belly.

"I've always thought you bear a striking resemblance to Sarima in that form," said Yanika. (Sarima was a non-shapeshifting Cygnan Mammalian Dragon, and mother of Zinnia.)

"I get that a lot," said Zinnia. In her Cygnagon form, she had a tender, yet deep voice like a grandmotherly goddess. "Now, I know you raise a lot of adorable animals. Any of them sexually mature males by any chance? A widow my age gets lonesome, you know."

"Are you sure you don't want an anthro to father your brood?" asked Yanika.

"A feral would do just fine," said Zinnia. "I want one small in case I have to shift back to my squirrel form. The fetus will be a Cygnagon no matter what species I mate with. It won't shapeshift with me, so it could be too big for the old bones in my squirrel form, so I need to mate with something small; that way the fetus will be smaller. Maybe an animal directly from the forest."

"I'll see what I have," said Yanika. "I prefer to give you a more tame animal than the wild ones out there."

Yanika went back inside her cottage. Many of the animals were sleeping, some were eating, and others were curiously looking around. One of the animals appeared to be humping one of his toys, a plush tiger. "Silly boy," she said. "That doesn't even have a vagina." She picked up the animal, which was called a pandoose, an extremely cute hybrid of a red panda and a mongoose. It was unknown whether this species was created by genetic engineering many centuries ago, or had evolved with very similar traits as red pandas and mongooses, or was the result of a mongoose mating with a red panda, but he was fully fertile. Like a red panda, the creature had fluffy orange fur, with a black belly and stripes on his tail. He had the bright yellow eyes and slender features of a mongoose. He weighed about six pounds.

Yanika noticed his penis had been protruding from his shaft, and he already had a full set of testicles. "Chiwi, you'll do just fine. I'm sure Gran Zinnia will love you."

Yanika looked out the front window to see at least a dozen wild animals representing several species from the forest swarming around Zinnia. As is normal for Cygnagon courtship behavior, several males will attempt to court the female, and the female rejects them one by one until one is left. She was attracting multiple species due to having a universal pheromone. "Oh, my, looks like you got competition, Chiwi," Yanika said. She then opened the door, letting the pandoose out. Rainjo was circling his paw finger over his ear and pointing to Chiwi, indicating he thought the pandoose was crazy for falling for Zinnia.

Zinnia didn't see Chiwi yet, because she was too busy rejecting males. "Too big, sorry," said Zinnia to a bear. "Too small," she said to a mouse. "Bad genes," she said to an otter who was clearly inbred. "Shapeshifting would be painful for our offspring," she said to a strange alien animal. With each statement, each creature spoken to left back to the forest, seemingly understanding her and accepting the reality of their rejection. Perhaps her voice was too persuasive and intimidating. "Oh, what's this?" she said. "Is that a pandoose? He's perfect! So daaaaarling!"

Zinnia was standing upright on all fours while the pandoose approached her. The little pandoose strutted around Zinnia as if inspecting her for blemishes. Then he stood in front of her, facing her.

"Are you ready to be the father of my final brood?" asked Zinnia.

Chiwi closed his eyes and smiled as Zinnia began scritching underneath his chin. Then she lowered her head and began licking him with her massive tongue. She could easily swallow him with one gulp if she wanted to, but then she'd have to go through the trouble of finding another male animal.

Then Chiwi went underneath her toward her groin area. He stood on his hind feet, with his nose pointed upward, sniffing Zinnia's vulva. Then, his member began to leave his shaft.

"My, my, I must be over five hundred times your weight!" said Zinnia. "You're so brave wanting to be underneath me like that. I certainly don't want to crush you, little cutie. Let me get into a position that will be comfortable for you."

The pandoose scurried out from underneath Zinnia. She rolled over onto her back, her wings spread out to prevent damage. She lay there with her right leg inclined to make climbing on to her front easier for Chiwi.

He carefully climbed up her leg, got to the knee, and hopped onto her lower abdomen. He was cushioned by her four secondary breasts which were just above her pink, wet, ready vulva. Some of the fluid from the breasts squirted out when he landed on them. He immediately lapped it up. It was not milk; rather, it was an enzyme for the male to drink to help him produce more sperm. Liking the taste of the enzyme, he began suckling one of the nipples.

"Good boy, suckle me dry," said Zinnia, her neck craned to watch her tiny new mate.

After Chiwi had his fill, he backed up towards Zinnia's massive love tunnel. Luckily for him, there was no risk of being unbirthed because Zinnia was too tight from being in heat. He put a forepaw and hindpaw on either side of her vulva and crouched down. Then, he managed to insert his malehood into Zinnia, and started slowly. Then he gradually sped up, looking almost like he was doing push ups, but mostly with his hind legs. He made adorable murmuring sounds indicating pleasure.

"You may be small, but I can feel it," said Zinnia. "Oh, daaaaarling!" Zinnia squirted her orgasm juices all over the tiny pandoose.

Chiwi kept at it, thrusting in and out of the huge mammalian dragoness. He kept panting and murmuring as his penis slid up against Zinnia's clitoris. Then, he his balls bobbed up and down as he squirted copious amounts of seed into Zinnia. His gooey streams slid all the way down into Zinnia's deep abyss. The position allowed gravity to deliver the sperm to the uterus more quickly and efficiently.

"Oh, yes, I felt that," said Zinnia, looking down at her tiny, drenched mate. "You're going to be a daddy!"

The pandoose fell over and rested between the Cygnagon's secondary breasts.

Yanika went outside to see how things were going. Normally, she respected the privacy of her elders, but Zinnia was in her Cygnagon form so it was okay.

Zinnia must have heard Yanika coming. "Yanika, dear," said Zinnia. "You missed all the action. Your little pandoose sure knows how to treat an older lady."

"Yes, there's no surprise there," said Yanika. "Chiwi's always been a sweetie."

"He's coming home with me," said Zinnia.

"I'm sure he'll keep you company for the next ten days when he keeps mating with you," said Yanika. Ten days was how long Cygnagons typically mate per cycle.

"Only ten days?" said Zinnia. "No, dear. I'm keeping him for life."

"I respect your decision," said Yanika. "Chiwi is a cutie and I'll miss him, but of course we can always visit."

"Of course," said Zinnia. "Now, would you be a dear and help little Chiwi on to my back?"

"Are you sure he can hold on?" asked Yanika. "I'll get a harness just in case."

After Yanika fit the harness on Zinnia, Chiwi was snug in a secure pouch at the top of the harness on Zinnia's back. "Well, it was nice seeing you," said Zinnia.

"Bye, Gran Zinnia," said Yanika.

The Shaman Cygnagon took off flying with her tiny cargo.