It's Myth, So Can't I Just Zeus It? (1)
It's Myth, So Can't I Just Zeus It? (1)
In my past life, I was an ordinary twenty-something guy.
If I saw a decent-looking woman, I'd shoot my shot. Traveling abroad with friends, I'd stumble through English trying to hook up with a foreigner, or sync my schedule with some backpacker girl, splitting meals so we could split a bed. When all that turned into a chore, or I was just hungry for a woman, I'd go pay a reasonable price to get laid.
Still, to keep up a bare minimum front of diligence, I used to volunteer at various places.
If I'm honest, I started volunteering because there was a girl I wanted to sleep with. Once—no, five times or so was the real goal.
I'd work hard teaching and playing with the kids, pouring my energy into it. Then, moved by my upright, wholesome side, the girl would get emotional, and later I'd pour other fluids into her.
So you could say I'm reasonably familiar with dealing with little kids.
Except—
"...Am I your big brother or your dad, you brats."
I lay buried under five little sisters, pinned and unable to even twitch.
The colorful-haired toddlers, now around two years old, had sprawled across me, their whole bodies pressing me down.
"Mother, please devise a countermeasure."
"Oh my, what's the problem? They're sleeping even more soundly than they do in my arms."
Rhea simply smiled and stroked my head.
"As the eldest son and the man of the house, you must act like a father to the children. Endure it just a little longer. The infancy period passes quickly for Titan gods."
"I know that. I'm just worn out right now."
"Really? I heard that when you're tired, feeling my breasts makes it all better."
"..."
Should I or shouldn't I?
I wanted to reach for Rhea's breasts swaying right in front of my eyes.
The problem was, both my arms were taken—Demeter and Hestia each clung to one.
Poseidon and Hades were stuck to my legs.
And Hera was sleeping soundly, face-down on my chest.
"...Forget it. I don't want to wake the kids. I'll do it later."
"So you will do it later, won't you?"
"Is that not allowed?"
"...No. I like that. Fufufu."
Rhea bent her upper body down with a suggestive look.
Peck.
She lightly kissed my forehead. I pouted my lips at her, dissatisfied.
"...If they wake back up, I'm the one who suffers, you know."
"What's so hard about a mother nursing her daughters?"
"It's not just the daughters doing the sucking."
"Then I'll do a little sucking too, to make up for the nursing time you missed out on after you were born."
Rhea sighed and pushed her dress strap aside.
Her firm, unsagging breasts covered my face, and I lightly took her nipple between my lips, moving only my tongue in silence.
"..."
Rhea fell silent.
She covered her mouth with her hand, struggling to hold back the faint moans of pleasure from the sensation of nursing me.
Why?
'The little ones can't resist milk.'
My younger sisters did not want their older brother stealing their mother's milk.
Two breasts and six mouths had meant days sweating to soothe their crying—everyone wanted to suckle.
Rhea latched two of them onto her breasts.
I held the other two and gave them airplane rides.
Amalthea, though she couldn't produce milk, lent her breasts like a pacifier for them to suck on.
Regrettably, Gaia could no longer visit to divert Cronus's attention, but thanks to that, I got to enjoy some comfortable hours with Rhea.
"...Pwah. That's enough."
I hadn't been able to slake my thirst because my sisters had me pinned down.
So having Rhea personally moisten my tongue with her breast milk was honestly pretty satisfying.
"Mmm..."
"Hk."
Shit.
One by one, my sisters began to stir.
"I just put them to sleep...!"
"Guess they don't need much sleep. Haha."
"Is this really a time to laugh? Hnnng, I'm gonna get sucked on again..."
"What's so lamentable about nursing your little sisters?"
"Is it wrong to want to give you more, as much as I couldn't nurse my firstborn?"
Not at all.
Rhea wanted to make up for all the lost time she couldn't care for me, even if only starting now.
But right now was the time for my little sisters to receive Rhea's love.
"Alright, little ones. Time to eat, dears."
"Eat...?"
The sisters woke one after another.
Some had already been blinking and squirming after catching Rhea's milk scent.
"Poseidon and Hades first."
Rhea took the two stuck to my legs, one in each hand, and latched them onto her breasts.
The small girls with blue-black and pure black hair began mouthing Rhea's breasts, suckling with little nom nom sounds. I lifted the two remaining sisters into my arms.
The most fussy one, Hera, was already bound directly to my chest with a swaddle, using knowledge from my past life.
"Just be patient. Mom will swap you in soon."
I stood up from my spot, gently rocking and soothing the three of them as I moved.
Thankfully, they'd calmed down enough by now to wait their turn, and the frequency of sudden screaming had dropped.
"Mmm, Brother..."
"Yes, yes. That's a good girl... No, wait, Mother."
I was dumbfounded by the heat I felt down below.
"You're nursing the kids; why are you trying to suckle on my dick?"
"I can't nurse my hardworking son, but I can certainly put my mouth on his cock."
"You're just saying that because you want to eat my cock, aren't you?"
"Don't you have to eat something good to feed them good breast milk?"
"...Hah. Do whatever you want."
I spread my legs and stood in front of Rhea.
She slipped her head under the kilt-like hem of my garment that fell to mid-thigh. She took the downward-pointing cock straight into her mouth and began sucking it with gusto.
Schlup. Slurp. Schuuurp.
"...Hah. At least you three won't try to suckle from my chest."
I pulled my three little sisters tighter into my embrace.
"Let there never come a day when you do."
I'd learned all too well about my own fearsome nature through Rhea.
The Authority of the Chief God.
No, the authority of Zeus.
"Haaah, cock... so delicious..."
Rhea hungrily pursued my cock as if she'd forgotten she was even nursing the children.
The sight of her voraciously craving my shaft with her Mouth Pussy, all happening hidden beneath my clothes, made the depravity feel even heavier.
"Hyaaung..."
Down below, Poseidon and Hades must have eaten their fill, because they burped and fell back asleep.
Rhea carefully laid them in a separate cradle, then gestured toward the bed with her eyes.
"Ugh. You could've just used your mouth."
"You like the lower mouth better than the upper mouth too, don't you?"
"Well, that's true... How are you going to feed them?"
"Like this?"
Rhea picked up Demeter and Hestia and leaned her upper body against the headboard.
The two little sisters ended up latching onto Rhea's breasts not lying completely flat, but in a slightly diagonal slouch.
"Prop a pillow behind your back. You'll throw out your waist."
I passed a pillow to Rhea's back; she lay against it, spreading her legs left and right.
Squish.
Still holding Hera in both arms, I crawled forward on my knees and shoved my cock inside Rhea.
"...Hah."
Rhea swallowed my cock in an instant.
Even as she let out a fevered breath, she didn't forget to nurse the two children.
Nursing while giving a handjob—no. Nursing while having sex.
Oh, right. It's not sex.
It's milk production.
I'm merely depositing vitality-soaked semen into her belly so Rhea—who can't go outside to bathe in the sunlight—can absorb a full dose of nutrition.
Squish, squish, squish.
I rocked only my hips back and forth, thrusting into Rhea's pussy.
Her pussy, now stretched to perfectly fit my cock's girth, didn't clamp down with a tight squeeze as much as it swallowed me instantly with a cozy, reassuring feeling.
That didn't mean she'd gotten loose.
Unlike before, when she'd been tense, she'd grown so accustomed to my cock that she could hold it inside her with ease and still actively clench her pussy.
"Haaang... It's so good..."
"Hera hasn't eaten yet. Don't start whining for more cum halfway through like last time."
"Hnnng... I can't exactly tell the kids to eat faster, can I...?"
"Haaahm."
Hestia blinked sleepily first and buried her head.
Following her, Demeter began drifting off alongside Hestia.
"Oh my... It's like they know exactly how their mom feels right now? Fufu, sorry. I'll give you both more later."
Rhea hurriedly moved the two of them to the cradle.
Without shifting herself, she used plants sprouting from the ground to pull the cradle closer, then laid the two down on the plush bedding.
"All that's left is Hera..."
"Two breasts, and two mouths."
"...You don't mean?"
After lifting Hera from the swaddle, I guided her to latch onto Rhea's right breast.
"Here, Hera. Watch your brother and copy him."
I pushed my cock back in to the hilt and pressed my body close, then buried my own mouth on Rhea's other breast while supporting Hera from below.
Suuck. Slurp.
The breast Poseidon and Hestia had been sucking was still wet with milk.
Hera blinked her lips, mimicking my mouth, while Rhea threw her head back and helped support Hera as well.
"Hnng, haah, I'm truly... so happy. Heuk, if this happiness ever disappears... I really don't know what will become of me."
Tears streamed down Rhea's face.
They were tears of joy, shed alongside a beaming smile.
"Hwaaahm."
Hera barely ate before blinking and falling asleep.
Perhaps because she'd been in a deep sleep in my arms and then woken up, she preferred sleeping over feeding.
"..."
"..."
Finally, Hera succumbed to sleep.
Rhea personally laid Hera down in the cradle, then looked up at me with languid eyes.
"...Now it's time to nurse my son, right?"
"No, no. Rhea."
"...Hnng, you're starting that already?"
Rhea wrapped her arms around my neck and gave a seductive laugh.
Simply calling her "Rhea."
That was the magic word, a signal that completely renewed the relationship between Rhea and me.
"You don't even think about your ex-husband now, right?"
"Oong, I dunno, that sort of thing... The father of my children is right here."
A bizarre relationship that flips in an instant, from mother-and-son to adulterous mistress and her partner.
"Want me to really get you pregnant?"
"...Don't say stuff like that as a joke."
"Do I look like I'm joking, Rhea?"
I pulled Rhea's lower back closer and lifted her into a Face-to-Face Sitting Position.
"If that's what Rhea wants, as much as you like. How about it?"
"...I hate it. If I have your child, the whole world will know you as my rapist."
"That's true."
The reality of my relationship with Rhea would be known as something it wasn't. It would be framed as me, -Zeus-ed- her.
It'll likely get dressed up and spread as a story where I jumped the fleeing Rhea just like Cronus did.
"I'd feel sorry for the child. Made to seem like they were born from rape."
"...Not yet. At least, not until I've thrown that ex-husband bastard into Tartarus."
"Does that mean making kids is off the table until then?"
"Exactly. Since it's not baby-making..."
Rhea wrapped her legs behind my waist and pressed herself even closer.
Her breasts were crushed against my body; the warm moisture seeping from her nipples dampened my skin.
"...Until then, doing this... it's not sex. Right?"
"What?"
"Sex is what you do to make babies. Since this isn't baby-making... it's not sex."
"Hah, Rhea."
I roughly grabbed Rhea's ass and scoffed at her.
"Why don't you just give up and call it sex?"
"I don't wanna...? I'm not having sex. I'm just, heuuk, putting a cock into my pussy... Right?"
"Even though I'm cumming inside you?"
"That's just to make breast milk. Are you... trying to make this hard for me?"
"It's only hard because you're getting worked up over nothing."
I kissed Rhea's collarbone, leaving a dark hickey.
"What's wrong with the kids' dad having sex with the kids' mom?"
"...I dunno. You raped me."
"Heheh, sure. If people point fingers, just say that. Say that the horny bastard Zeus... screwed you."
Slurp.
Along with the kiss, I raped Rhea.
"Haang, harder, a little harder...! Hnnng... I love this cock... how it slams into my pussy just the right way...♡"
It's rape.