I'm Your Venus
by Shravasti
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[Character source: Jason and the Heroes of Mount Olympus]
[Character modifiers: Alternate all-anthro world, the character is more like the goddess she's based on]

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"This is the place."

Lucas found his eyes lingering on the girl as she climbed the makeshift ladder into his treehouse. She clambered up the tree with little effort. They were both squirrels after all.

He admittedly was having a hard time remembering things about her. How they met was a haze, and he had to think hard to remember her name. Somehow, they had got to talking. He blinked and realized she was looking down at him watching her ass. She simply smiled and continued up.

Lucas could not believe his luck, striking up a conversation with a girl, one who seemed like she was a little older than him. The 10-year old black squirrel glanced in the direction of his house as he climbed the ladder. His mom would freak if they knew he had a girl in here.

He paused as he entered the treehouse. There was something captivating about this girl. She turned around in front of him, and it was as if it were all in slow motion. The sun made her golden-brown fur glow, her long, dark red hair, her large swishy tail and that very loose blue sundress all seemed to swirl as she turned. Her voice brought Lucas back to reality, drawing him into her emerald gaze.

"And you've got this whole big treehouse for yourself?" she said.

He shrugged, always considered it modest in size. "Uhh yeah. I bring my friends up here sometimes."

She seemed to suddenly be a few inches right in front of him. His eyes wandered downward, for some reason taking note of the canyon of shadow that seemed to be going under the ruff of fur on her chest. "Do you like me?" she said.

"Uhh... yeah. Of course I do." Of course. Even though they had just met. At least he though they had. The girl took his hands, placing them on her thighs then sliding them upward, all the way to her hips. She boy was trembling heavily as he touched this hallowed ground, then realized the panties he had seen earlier were not there.

"I like you too, Lucas. Wanna see something fun?"

"S-sure."

She hunched her shoulders, and the straps of the sundress seemed to pop off on their own. The dress slid down over his hands, and he beheld the pubescent breasts they were barely hiding. Not huge like he might expect from an adult, mere pomegranate-sized bumps which would still be a handful for a boy his age, tipped with puffy pink nipples. She still had hold of his hands, and moved them up, to let him have all the feel he wanted. Lucas became quite aware of the crotch of his pants getting tighter. 

"Oh, is that bothering you? Let me fix that." she said, helping herself to the zipper of his pants, then taking them and his underwear down in one move. Lucas had been erect before. He had been shown porn by one of his friends. But it had never been this hard, pointing outward as though it intended to drive itself into a wall. Even still, it was nowhere near the same size of the guy in that video, his balls didn't even dangle. 

Suddenly feeling self-conscious, he covered himself up, backing away. "W-what are you doing?" he said.

"You don't need to be ashamed, dear." she crooned. "You've still got some growing to do, but right now I like you just as you are."

She stepped back, sliding the dress off, leaving her naked before him. His mouth was dry as he beheld her naked, pubescent body, and it was like the sun streaming into the treehouse was making her glow. The sight was so... divine.

He realized that his hands had moved, they were reaching forth, and her modest breasts pressed up into his palms, tried to press out from between his fingers. He flinched, realizing that her hand was on his boyhood. It was so stiff, almost painfully so, and her palm rubbing up and down against it felt really good. Then she concentrated her efforts, bringing it down to her thumb and forefinger, as much as she needed for someone his age. Lucas grunted, reflexively squeezing her breasts, making her moan. He was wracked with a feeling altogether new, but very welcome, a pure concentration of pleasure centering around the tip of his young penis.

It all seemed to concentrate at once, leading to a burst that not only left the young squirrel panting, but his penis throbbing, releasing a small amount of that white fluid he'd seen in that video.

"Popping the cork." she said, crouching down, nabbing his entire member in her mouth. He didn't know it, but tasting of his premature seed allowed her to work some magic into him. He'd learn soon enough. He didn't even bother to question why a girl had just put his thingy in her mouth, because now her head was moving back and forth. He was held captive by it, stood stock still and shivering as she sucked him off. It took somewhat longer, this time, more the practiced duration of an adult.

When he finally did cum, she pulled back, allowing for a considerably larger ejaculation to spew forth, decorating her face and her little breasts.

"Now you're ready." she said.

She pushed him onto his back, setting herself atop him. His eyes locked to her sex, open and plainly made to fit his young member. Lucas began to truly understand the mechanics of sex right there, particularly as she effortlessly lined his tip up and lowered herself upon it. Lucas childishly reached out to grasp her breasts, and she let him. She threw her hair back as she began to bounce, the insane pleasure Lucas felt translating to pressure from his hands.

"Ahhn... you're doing great!" she cried out, and he realized that now his hips were moving, thrusting up and down to match with her bouncing. His eyes caught the shape of a bird passing by, only it wasn't moving. It was frozen in midair. Was it his imagination trying to preserve this moment? No, it was real. As he looked back to her, biting on one of her fingers, there seemed to be a glow about her, a wind from nowhere ruffling her fur.

His hands drifted down, resting on her barely burgeoning hips, then of his own will, his hands were on her buttocks, pressing his fingers into them.

"Mm, that's the spirit. Let yourself get into it." she said.

Lucas felt a power flowing through him, an energy that flowed between his legs, controlling his actions. Suddenly, it was she who was on her back, no longer able to offer momentum to their matings. It was all him now.

"I... I wanna..." he stuttered out.

"I'm all yours, do what you want." she replied.

Suddenly, his mouth was clamped on one of her breasts, lips pulling on a puffy nipple as though it were trying to pull it off. Her eyes rolled up, her sex wetting his lap down in orgasm. Her insides were suckling on him even more ferociously that he was her. He could feel it, the pleasure, the explosion. "Hnng!"

She sighed, feeling his semen warming her insides. Little did he know, an energy was beginning to mingle with it. It was all according to plan, but there was no reason she couldn't have more fun. The squirrel boy pulled back, looking down at his little cock, glistening both with her wetness and his seed. Her sex oozed with it. It was there he had a period of lucidity, his bushy tail flicked nervously. "Whoa... what did I do?"

"You're being a great helper." she said, lifting herself up and laying her arms over his shoulders.

"Helper? Helping what?"

"Well, you liked what we just did, didn't you?" she asked, almost looking like she would be hurt if he said no. Or was she just teasing?

"Well... yeah." he said. Truthfully.

"Right now, people are afraid to do this sort of thing with cubs. This is a pleasure and intimacy one needs to learn about sooner in life, but people have forgotten. You'll help me change that."

Lucas suddenly felt as though he'd been captured by a magical fairy or something. There had been something otherworldly about her this whole time. In his memory, she'd just appeared there. "Who are you?"

She slid back, bending over in front of him, waving her bushy tail enticingly. "You can call me Venus, sweetie, and I still need more of your 'help'."

His body moved on automatic, his small member finding it's way back inside her easily. Taking the deep dive into his own seed. Her hips lifted as the boy thrust madly into her, jabbing up against sweet spots that led to juicy orgasms. A spraying of juices that was not only damned hot in her opinion, but an anointment to push him in the right direction, even as he pushed her in all of her right directions.

"Ahnn... Lucas! I'm cumming!" she said, the words becoming sweet music in the little squirrel boy's imagination for all time. As were the sensations. He found himself thinking he could get used to this. Venus grinned as she could feel his fires being stoked, and through the semen he'd filled her with, others like him. Lucas had more to give her, fingers digging into her buttocks as he gritted his teeth, cumming heavily inside her, straining with effort as though he were lifting a heavy weight. "Ahh, that's it! Fill me, baby!"

He could not disobey. He tilted his head back, then gasped out loud with relief as though he put the weight down, lolling out his tongue. When he finally was done, he looked down. There was nothing there but his dick, still hard and drooling rather profusely. He looked around, but there was no sign of the girl anywhere.

Lucas sat around for a bit, processing what had just happened. He found himself wanting, as though having sex with an entity in an 11-year-old girl's body wasn't enough. He tugged his pants back on and hastened back into the house.

His mother had come home and had already started dinner in the kitchen. He found himself staring, lingering on her round backside. He shook it off and moved on, he was starting to get hard again. His mind returned to the girl. What was the name she'd said?

Venus.

It sounded familiar, and his mind drifted to history books he'd been gifted not too long ago. He went to his room, gravitating towards the one that covered Ancient Rome and Greece. He paused on one pair of pages, in the section about the gods the Romans and Greeks both worshiped. He stoopped on a section about Aphrodite, a goddess in charge of, among other things, sexuality, who was also known among the Romans as 'Venus'. His mouth went dry as he looked at the images. The paintings, the famous armless statue. They all depicted her as a squirrel woman. In the paintings, she was golden-brown in color, with flowing red hair, and alluring green eyes.

The gravity of it all finally hit the young squirrel boy. He'd just had a sexual encounter with a Greek god, a god in charge of sex, whom he'd apparently satisfied. Something in his subconscious was telling him to be proud of that fact, as he became part of the new world the goddess was using him to make. As he stepped back out of his room, he began to wonder if his mother was being properly satisfied lately. If not, perhaps he could fill the gap his father couldn't.

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Venus smiled as her influence did it's work. Lucas would spend the rest of his life with an above average libido, a subtle influence on those he talked to, and would cum buckets every time. The rest of the world was feeling his work. She hovered ethereally near a feline father with his son in his lap, making the cub convulse in ecstasy as his hands quested into his son's pants.

That was one half of the equation, but she still had more to do. Through the essence of a boy, mixed with hers, fur-kind would be more receptive to sex with male cubs. But it had to be equal, and now she needed a girl. Her mind searched, and providence provided her with a 5-year-old squirrel girl, gray in color, readying herself to take a bath in her home.

Venus' form changed, pubescent breasts disappearing, sex inverting itself to take the shape of the penis of an 11-year-old boy. The girl turned and saw the boy walking in behind her, his thingie strangely hard. She smiled as her brother came in, a brother whose name she had trouble remembering. She could have sworn she'd planned to bathe herself, being a big girl and all, but she felt more comfortable with her brother in there with her.

"Okay, squirt. You ready?" he said. She grinned and raised her arms. His hands seemed to grope her non-existent breasts as he lifted her into the tub, getting in there with her and setting her on his lap. His hard pee-pee pressed up against her bushy tail nicely, and as she splashed in the warm water, his hands played with her little cleft, and she liked it.

The world would never be the same.

~End