Hephaestus's Request (1)
After that, it became part of our daily routine.
Once temple duties wrapped up and the place grew quiet, we'd slip down into the empty brothel beneath the temple. There, with me transformed into a horse, Achilles and I would tangle our bodies. My lewd unofficial wife couldn't restrain the urge to be stuffed whenever I took horse form, and today too she climbed right on top of me and started mating however she pleased.
"Hah, hahk, huuuhk, ukh~! Ahhhuu, uuuukh~!"
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwizzzzlp…
Watching her take that thick length until her belly bulged, then bounce her hips in cowgirl like she owned it, still amazed me every time. Call it the miracle of the human body? Only possible because Achilles had dunked herself in the River Styx.
"Hup, hup, hup-haaah~! How's it feel, horse-boy, getting ridden by a woman? Huh?"
"Pruuhurrrrr…"
"Heehee, hit, hufu, huuung…♡"
My crazy wife hated it when I spoke human words while I was a black stallion; she preferred me answering like a beast. Whenever I did, she lifted her hips even higher and slammed them down hard.
Thwuuuuuuck~!
"Ughhuuuuuuung~! Uh, uh, uhuuuuuu~!"
Her belly stuck out so far I wondered if her organs were scrambled, yet she still pounded away without a shred of mercy, the wet impacts sounding like punches. Drool ran down her chin like she'd lost her mind, upper body thrashing, but her hips stayed desperately locked on the pleasure. Even though I was lying underneath, I was still a black horse—so the sight of her on tiptoe, ass shaking for all she was worth, went past devoted and straight into pathetic.
"Uher, uhu, uung, uuuuung, ung, this is it… that feeling of my belly getting packed full… hard to breathe… head sparkling… feels so gooood……♡"
Achilles was crossing every river of human dignity she shouldn't. To snap her out of it I flexed my back and thumped my hips up into her; she jolted awake still skewered on my cock like a spit.
"Hyaa, ha, sorry… but it feels so good… I thought it'd be fine if I just died like this……"
"Pruuhurrr…"
"Ah, no?"
Dying of pleasure after fucking a horse? Not a funny ending. It would go beyond staining her ancestors' name and straight into smearing shit all over it. I shook my head hard—absolutely not.
"What, you hate the idea that much? Well, yeah… finding another woman like me wouldn't be easy. Hufuhut~!"
I had no idea where that confidence came from, but Achilles really was a beauty. The Styx water had made her body tough, sure, but the size of that ass and the thickness of those thighs matched me perfectly—that was the only reason beast-sex like this worked. Sometimes I wondered if she'd been born specifically to fuck a horse; our chemistry was that good.
"Heave-ho! Uhu, uhuk, ut, uuuung~! How about spinning around like this? Feel good?"
"Pruuhu~! Prrrut~!"
"Got it. Then shall we finish like this today?"
I nodded again, so Achilles shifted and started teasing my cock. From the cowgirl perch she spun a full circle until she was facing away, then shook her hips in a rapid rattle. The already tight pussy twisted like a spring with the turn, raking every inch of my glans with savage stimulation.
"Hah, hah, huuhu, uuuuung~! Uut~! Uhuhung~!"
Thwuck-thwuck-thwuck-!
Thwuuut-!
Achilles's complex—and my favorite part of her—that massive ass danced right in front of my eyes. Plump with flesh and slick with scented oil, it was smooth as glass. When I was human I sometimes squeezed it; no joke, my fingers sank in until they vanished. I finally understood why every Greek man who saw her went cross-eyed.
"Pruuhurrrrr~! Prurulururu~!"
"Gonna cum? Wanna cum? Huh? Cumming~? Want me to milk it inside~?"
"Pruruluruluruluru!!!!"
I bellowed high.
I wanted to cum.
"Gooood… so good… I'll let you cum… I'm about to tip over myself too…♡"
Thwup-thwup-thwup-thwup-uck!!!
Somehow she understood horse-speech just fine; she twisted her head back with a filthy grin. Shaking that ass even harder to egg on my climax, she looked lewder than Aphrodite herself could manage.
"Uha, uha, uhaaah~! Aaaang~! Aaaaaang~! Uha, aa, uhuaaaa~! I-inside? Cum inside? Insiide~?!"
"Purrrrrr?!"
A second kid would be a problem, so I yelled to finish outside—but her hips only sped up on their own.
"Uhi, uhiuu, uhiuuu~! Huhe, huhe, huhehet~! Feels so gooood~! Gonna cum inside~? Ahahahat~!"
Thwup-thwup-thwup-thwup!!! Thwup-thwup-thwup-uut!!!
The filthy spray of love juices flying from a woman's ass made me question if the sound was even possible, and in the middle of it she flicked her tongue out at me—dizzying. Whether she wanted a second child or just craved creampie, she slammed her hips down hard for internal finish. Afraid I'd lose, I dropped the transformation right at the peak.
Flash!
"Huaaaaang?! Uhiat?! Aaaaaaaa?! Y-you, too, much! Uuugruuung?! Ugk! Uhuaaaeuuuung!!!!"
The sudden shift from horse to adult man left her looking disappointed—but the climax still hit. Her pussy shuddered violently. Lately I'd learned partial transformation, so only my lower half stayed horse-cock; that was exactly the state I was in now.
"Huaeuuuuuuuuu!!!! Uhaaaaaaaaa!!!! Hahk! Hahaak! Hueuuuuu?!?! Khuuuuuung!!!!!"
Adanasia Achilles climaxed again and again atop me in adult male form. Eyes half-rolled like an idiot, lips bitten tight, drool dripping. Meanwhile I yanked free of her convulsing pussy right before the edge and blasted everything straight at her face…
"Upuhaa?! Uha! Uhauuueuuu?! Uuuuung~!"
Splurt~!
Love juices poured from her steaming, gaping pussy while thick white ropes painted her face. Horse-cock volume matched the size; more than half her face vanished under my cum, and she blew semen bubbles from her nose.
"Ubu, ubuhu, uhe, uhaung~! I said I hated this~! Really…♡"
Achilles yelled at me not to do whatever I wanted. Separate from the anger, the clean orgasm had left her feeling good; she wiped the cum off her face with one palm and stared down at me with dazed eyes.
"Why didn't you cum inside? I said it was fine."
"A second kid already? Isn't that a little harsh on me?"
"……Tch! Coward bastard."
Hmph-hmph-!
She pouted cutely and climbed off. She basically rolled onto the floor, hips too weak to hold her, needing a short rest. Even while she grumbled about the lack of creampie and scolded that horse form was better, in the end she glued herself to adult-me, using my arm as a pillow and acting spoiled—every inch the adorable young lady.
First meeting was rough, but looking at her like this she's an incredible woman. Hearing about my relationship with Danae and just brushing it off like nothing happened isn't easy, yet she took it cheerfully… Hmm, part of me wants to announce us publicly………
Especially since Danae was starting to catch on; she'd even been fishing for answers lately. A near-stranger staying as a guest for over two weeks, getting cozy with me, and the nights I spent with Danae dropping off after she arrived—there was no way she wouldn't notice.
Danae still refuses to step outside the mother's role, so if I said I was getting married she wouldn't refuse… but people have eyes. I want a little breathing room… Especially the nymphs' loose tongues—if we marry right away, what happened in the forest could spread… For Achilles's honor too……
Above all I wanted to avoid any rumor that she was a horse-fucker…
Marry immediately and the nymphs or dryads' gossip would spread that she got raped by a black stallion…
So I needed a reason for Achilles and me to stick close without looking weird, while dodging Danae's questions. Keeping her as a long-term guest was one option, but then Danae would come grilling us, so that wasn't ideal. Besides, Tetis had gotten way too friendly with Danae; a slip of the tongue could happen any day.
"Hmmm…"
"………?"
When I let the worry show, Achilles—still using my arm as a pillow—asked,
"We just had a great time and now you're killing the mood. What's wrong?"
"Ah… about that…"
I laid it out honestly: I was trying to figure out how to stay glued together long-term without getting grilled by Danae.
"Huh? Aha… then……"
"That won't work."
Achilles said just tell Danae the truth and shut her mouth, but unfortunately neither Danae nor Atalante could keep a secret. Odds were our relationship would reach the servants' ears, the rumor would spread, and eventually hit other people—so I shot it down.
"Classic chain. Danae or Atalante slips, servants start talking, someone who hears it spreads it further, somehow a dryad or nymph catches it, they blab about what happened in the woods, and then people say that's how the two of us started dating……"
"I do like you as a black stallion, but… having it go nationwide is a problem… I still have something called shame…"
Danae was one thing, but my little sister was the real issue. Most of the rumors about me floating around had come straight out of Atalante's mouth. If she ever blurted, "My big brother is marrying Achilles!"…
"So how about the two of us take a trip? What do you think?"
"A trip? Out of nowhere? You suddenly want a lovers' runaway with me?"
"That too, but I was thinking we take it easy for maybe half a year. Come back, claim we grew close on the road, announce the marriage—then even if nymphs or dryads spread nonsense we can deny it ourselves…"
"Ah~! That works! You really are smart… fufuhung…"
Luckily suitors had stopped flooding in lately and temple work was smooth. Trials still worried me a little, but as long as we had Styx Water no one could lie, so Mother Danae could handle them alone somehow.
"While we're traveling I also want to stop by Mount Olympus like you mentioned last time."
"Right. I need to get my weapons repaired there… Ah! Aaaah! Then I've got a great idea!"
"Hm? Great idea?"
Achilles grinned and pressed against me.
Then she whispered,
"While we're climbing Mount Olympus to forge weapons, let's also drop by Iolcos down in Thessaly."
Iolcos…?
It sounded vaguely familiar and yet not; I blinked blankly. I gave my head two quick knocks to open the wisdom pouch and pulled the related info—then I instantly understood what she meant.
"The Golden Fleece and the Argonauts?!"
"Exactly! That's it! I heard a rumor that Jason's descendant is reenacting the myth under the old ancestor's name! It's one of the festival events the descendant is hosting, so it'll definitely be fun!"
At those words I sat bolt upright and grabbed Achilles's hands. She liked my reaction; she grinned wider and clung closer. Naked and embracing in a brothel, heat rose again, but right now joy outran lust.
"Yes! Finish the trip, come home, and reveal our relationship—perfect timing! No one will suspect a thing! Hahat! You really are a clever woman!"
"Isn't that obvious?! Whose wife do you think I am!"
She tossed in a little praise that she'd caught it from me. She was so endearing I hugged her tight and rolled us across the floor. Sadly time was up and another round was impossible, but we'd enjoyed ourselves plenty. We decided then and there to tell Danae tomorrow.