Chapter 4 - 42 to 57

AH~~ Uh~~ HH~~~"

Suddenly, the door to the kitchen was swung open, followed by an anxious shout. "What is going on?" Grandma Celia's sudden gasp of breath echoed throughout the room as she rushed out of the kitchen, expecting to see something bad. To her surprise, she found that it was just Orion, who was playing with her friend's body the same way he had done with her the day before.

Grandma Celia released a deep sigh as she observed Grandma Vivian with her dress pulled up over her protruding buttocks and Orion's fingers moving in and out of her vagina. "Vivian, can you try to lower your voice? Someone might run in here thinking something bad is happening," she scolded her friend.

Grandma Vivian was already getting used to Orion's rhythm, so she responded with some effort, "D-- Uh~~ orry I w-- Ahh~~ try" she said with a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. Though her words were a bit incoherent, both Orion and Grandma Celia could hear what she said.

"Okay" Grandma Celia nodded her head before focussing her attention on Orion "And you, don't force her to continue with your games once she gets tired" She said.

Orion nodded with a smile "Don't worry, I won't go as far as forcing her once she get's tired"

Hearing the young boy's words, she nodded her head and walked towards the side with her voice trIaling behind her as she left.

"I will come and join you all once I am done".

Orion's expression lit up with joy excited as he heart trembled with anticipation at hat he had just heard. Two fuckable gilfs each layuing under his control was a thought that he could not get rid of easily.

As such, with the same excited, he fastened his pace, feeling his fingers slowly being drenched in some pussy juice.

"AHH~~ U~~HHU~~~ aHH~~"

At this point, Grandma Vivian had already kept both her hands on the ground and stretched her firm enormous buttocks towards the clay moulded ceiling.

And Orion who was itching to stick his penis in, grabbed her dress and plunged his rock hard shaft deep into her Vagina.

"UUUHHHHHH~~~~" Grandma Vivian's eyes shot wide open as her high pitched voice ranged across the hut. Within seconds, she gently collapsed face first on the ground with her buttocks still pointed upwards as it slid out of Orion's penis.

Orion blinked at her sudden haggard form as she gasp for breath while her body heaved up and down. From how tight her pussy felt when he plunged in at one go, he knew that he might have over done it a little.

"Haaaa… Ha... " As Grandma Vivian breathed rapidly, she turned he head to the side with some effort and said to Orion "Its seems that I am not as energetic as I used to be. Let me rest for some minutes before we continue".

"No" Orion responded "I think its because I tried to force my penis down your vagina all out once, instead of taking slowly".

A thin smile appeared on Grandma Vivian's lips as she knew that her hole wasn't loose enough to allow his penetration in one go. Although she was ashamed of Orion realizing that for a woman like age to have a really tight vagina like hers meant that she wasn't that experienced in kushi, she still pushed through and decided not to let the shame tie her down. "Why don't you try again, but take it a little easy this time?"She responded.

"Are you sure?" Orion asked with a faked doubt on his face as her looked her dripping tight vagina. Although he would loved to dive in with no questions asked, there was still no harm in trying to be caring at least.

"Yes" Grandma Vivian bobbed her tiredly. And inother to convince Orion that he should continue with what he was, she widened her legs again to shape of a 'v' drawn upside down.

Orion gulped at the tantiziling sight. And without further ado, he latched his fingers on her protruding buttocks and possitioned his penis into her dripping vagina. Slowly, he pushed it in, while listening to the short gasp of Grandma Vivian's moans that played in the background.

"Ahh~~"

"A little more" Orion said in a reassuring tone as he pushed his penis inside her tight gripping vagina. The force he felt was more than enough to push his dick out, making him grabbed both side of her ass, and with 'plup' he penis was deeply shealthed within her vagina.

"Uuhmmm~~" Grandma Vivian couldn't help but moan with her teeth sealed shut at the sudden fullness that came from her vagina. She couldn't remember the last time she felt like this. And even trying to remember brought back bad memories that she wished she wanted to forget.

"Pah!" "Pah!" "Pah!" "Pah!"

As though Orion had somehow managed to read her thoughts, he hammered his penis into her gripping vagina. At first, it was difficult since every pull made her inner wall want to push him out, and every penetration felt as though he was trying to force his way through the walls of Babylon.

"Pah!" "Pah!" "Squench" "Pah!" "Pah!"

But the same those walls fell, were the same her inner fleshy walls soon parted, and gently wrapped around his penis. It began to shape and mould around his veiny shaft, making Orion fell like his had just disvirgined a virgin.

A thought he wished was true, but nonetheless, he wasn't disappointed as he gazed at moaning gilf being hammered underneath him and couldn't help but raise his hand and slap her wide buttocks gently.

"Fuck!" Orion moaned out quietly as he could feel her already tight vagina arresting his throbbing dick before it was freed.

"Pah!" "Squench" "Pah!" "Pah!"

"~~~Orion ~~Ahh~~ Uhh~ Uh~~ rion"

He felt that she wanted to say something, but instead of slowly down to hear her words, Orion hammered away with a more brutal force as he clapped her cheeks without restraints.

"Squench" "Pah!" "Squench"

AGGGGGHH~~~Ohhh~~" Grandma Vivian let out a deafening moan as Orion's slow and steady movements made her feel like she was on a wild ride. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her friend, who seemed to be enjoying the spectacle as the young boy played with her body.

"I'm cumming~" Orion exclaimed for the third time, his voice rising from the pleasure. And just as before, he poured his thick semen into her slippery vagina, causing it to overflow. Grandma Vivian had initially contemplated drinking the sweet nectar, but after the first round where she had consumed it all without a single drop spilling, she was too exhausted to even turn her head. Instead, she simply revelled in the sensation of the sticky substance, every time he forcefully poured it deep into her vagina, plugging her hole with it.

Orion let out a triumphant shout as he poured his semen into her pussy, before collapsing onto the ground with a satisfied 'thud'. "Haa… Haaa…" Gasping for breath, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and watched as his semen overflowed from her wet pink hole falling onto the ground in front of him. The moment was both exhilarating and exhausting, and he couldn't help but smile at the thought of what he had just experienced.

"I think that's enough for now. Why don't you take a break and rest up before continuing your games?" Grandma Celia spoke with a serious tone, her gaze shifting from Orion to her friend. Observing the way Vivian panted heavily with her tongue lolling out of her mouth, she knew that she wouldn't be able to continue much longer.

"I agree," Orion chimed in, acknowledging the need for Grandma Vivian to rest. Despite his eagerness to continue, he recognized that it was time to stop for now.

Grandma Vivian wanted to reply, but with her face planted on the ground and her breaths coming in short gasps, she could only watch as Celia came to her aid and helped her up, guiding her towards the backyard to clean up and recuperate.

Orion watched as they walked out of sight, wishing for them to return soon. After a few minutes, they both entered the room, with Grandma Vivian holding onto Grandma Celia's shoulders for support as she walked with unsteady steps.

Meanwhile, Grandma Celia carried a damp cloth, which she used to wipe down the area where they had been playing before walking back outside to the backyard.

"Orion," Grandma Vivian spoke up, surprised at the fact a young boy like Orion could feel her up so much to the extent that she could still feel as though he was still pounding her.

"Yes?" Orion responded curiously.

"Has the village elder sent for you yet?" she asked.

"No," Orion shook his head, his eyes following Grandma Celia as she walked out of the backyard and into the kitchen. "But my mother mentioned that it would be sometime this week." He watched as she returned a moment later, holding a bowl of the same apple-shaped fruits he had enjoyed the day before.

"Go ahead and eat," she said, joining them on the floor. The aroma of the fruit filled the air as she reached for one and took a bite. The juice dripped down her chin as she chewed, savouring the sweetness. Orion followed suit, taking a bite of the fruit and relishing its flavour.

As time passed, they started to engage in conversation, delving into topics that resonated with Orion's own thoughts. Initially, Orion had braced himself for a dull evening of dining in bountiful raw flesh and pussy juice, but surprisingly, after ploughing her vagina to the extent that she could no longer walk properly, he found himself not wanting to continue with the task at hand. The reason being, he was thoroughly enjoying the conversation and didn't want it to end.

As they chatted, he learned that there were two other women besides the three of them living there. He couldn't help but wonder what the other half of the five residents looked and acted like. However, he didn't dwell on it too much as he was confident he would meet them sooner or later.

During their conversation, Orion found himself drawn to Grandma Celia and couldn't resist taking her hand and placing it on his dick since he was still naked. Initially, she was confused, but he gently guided her hand up and down, and soon she understood. She continued talking and stroking his penis obliviously, unaware of the impact her firm grip was having on Orion, who was experiencing a flood of sensations from her touch.

And every time Orion's penis throbbed, indicating that he was about to come, she eagerly pressed her lips on his shaft and savoured every last drop, refusing to leave even a single sip. As the conversation carried on, the sun slowly sank below the horizon. Orion interrupted the discussion with a subtle "ahem," signalling that it was time to head back home.

Turning to the two elderly women before him, he announced, "I should probably start making my way back before my mother comes looking for me."

Grandma Vivian chuckled and responded, "Yes, you're right. I definitely don't want to hear Celeste screaming in a teary voice. Make sure to give her my regards when you get home."

"Okay," Orion replied before turning his attention to Grandma Celia, who had just stood up from the ground with a sticky, whitish liquid - his semen, at the corner of her mouth. Although he wasn't able to fuck her, having her wrap her mouth around his penis, continuously was more than enough for him to relish in.

'At least I learned a lot of new things,' Orion thought to himself. With the wealth of knowledge he had acquired, it was unlikely that anyone other than his family and close neighbours would realize that he doesn't remember anything.

As he turned and walked towards the door, Grandma Celia accompanied him and opened it, bidding him farewell as he stepped out. She closed the door behind him, and he was left to make his way home, reflecting on the enlightening conversation he had just had with the two aged women.

On his way home, Orion was seized by the urge to knock on the doors of his neighbouring huts to discover who lived there and who would answer. However, he quickly dismissed the idea. He felt too lazy to go through with it, and the thought of potentially having to answer personal questions from his neighbours, who he was sure already knew quite a bit about him, like Grandma Celia and the others, was off-putting.

"I'm home!" Orion declared, opening the door with a resounding 'click' to ensure that his announcement was heard throughout the entire hut.

"Where did you go?" his older sister questioned suspiciously, causing Orion's gaze to shift downward to meet her inquisitive stare.

Orion let out a tired sigh. "Not even a welcome," he muttered under his breath.

Reena snorted at her brother's reaction. "Not unless I know where you've been," she retorted, taking another bite of the kalna fruit she had been munching on.

Exhaling dramatically, Orion replied, "I went to visit Grandma Celia's hut," as he walked over to his sister. Once he arrived, he paused and picked up one of the five remaining kalna fruits, savouring its delicious taste. As he ate, he pondered how these fruits could fill him up and provide an unnatural amount of energy. He couldn't help but wonder how they were grown and why he hadn't seen any meat or other delicacies.

"Huh!" Reena stared at Orion in confusion, her suspicion growing with each passing second. "And when did you start visiting those old women's huts?" she asked incredulously.

Orion smiled at Reena's incredulous expression. "Since today," he replied, trying to reassure her. Seeing that she still looked doubtful, he added, "Weren't you the one who told me to get close to Grandma Celia and the rest?" He snorted in amusement, recalling the conversation they had had earlier.

As he walked up towards her, he couldn't help but notice Reena's linen shirt. Without a second thought, he went behind her and slipped his hand underneath it, searching for something specific.

After a moment, he found what he was looking for and grasped it tightly. Reena raised an eyebrow at his sudden action but didn't say anything as she continued to eat her fruit.

"Well, I didn't think you would take my words seriously," she finally replied, still looking a bit sceptical.

While cupping her breast and playing with her nipples, Orion chose to divert the question by asking "Where is mom?".

"She went out to fetch water".

'Fuck!' Orion couldn't help but internally cursed out loudly within his mind. He had almost forgotten that he was supposed to join her in fetching the water.

Reena continued her response with a hint of annoyance in her voice, "She looked for you, but since she couldn't find you and didn't know where you had gone, she decided to fetch the water herself."

Orion felt guilty and decided to make it up to her by waking up early tomorrow and going to fetch the water by himself. As he released Reena's nipples from his grip, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire. He quickly shook his head to dispel those thoughts and headed towards the backyard to wash himself.

After a quick bath, Orion walked back into the hut and was surprised to see Gina chatting with Reena. He decided to join them and listened quietly to their conversation, picking up some interesting details about their lives. He learned that Gina had visited a friend early in the morning when he had left, and some minute details about the kind of farming work Reena does.

"Hey Reena," Orion asked with a curious tone, "What gifts did you awaken?"

Reena shot a cunning smile towards her brother and replied, "I'm not going to tell you." She stuck out her tongue at Orion in defiance. "If you really want to know, then try to remember it yourself."

Gina couldn't help but chuckle at her older sister's retort and shook her head at the behaviour of her two older siblings.

Orion was about to respond, but the sound of the door opening drew his attention. He quickly sprang to his feet and headed towards the door, knowing exactly who it was.

As Celeste walked in, Orion's instincts kicked in, and he rushed to help her carry the clay pot down from her head. Celeste, however, couldn't help but appreciate his newfound courteous behaviour.

Initially, she felt a pang of frustration when she couldn't locate it on her way out. However, she knew that staying angry at him forever wouldn't do any good.

Orion deftly took the heavy clay pot filled with water and headed towards the backyard to fill it up in the tank.

"Come and help me, Gina," Orion hollered at his younger sister.

"I'm on my way!" Gina swiftly got up from the floor and ran towards him to lend a hand.

Observing all of this, Reena shook her head and muttered under her breath, "Children." But her thoughts were interrupted as she noticed her mother reaching for the last fruit in the bowl.

With a sigh, Reena watched her mother happily munch on the kalna. "Parents," she muttered to herself.

At times, Reena found herself feeling vexed by her family's quirks and habits. But despite all of that, there were moments when she couldn't help but love them and feel grateful for their presence in her life.

Noticing her daughter lost in thought, Celeste finished eating the kalna in her hand and walked towards their room. "I heard that the messenger from the village chief might come tomorrow, so you all should go take a bath so that we can sleep early tonight," she said in a loud voice, making sure her words reached her children's ears. "Especially you, Orion."

"Okay, Mom," they all responded in unison, with only Reena nodding her head in agreement but letting out a tired sigh.

True to Celeste's words, as darkness descended, they all took their baths and retired to their mats to sleep, preparing for the arrival of the village chief's messenger the following day.

Reena's frustration was palpable as she asked her mother, "Mom, are you absolutely certain that you didn't mishear?" Had she known her mother truly meant what she said yesterday, Reena would have crept out of the hut before dawn to make it to work.

Celeste, worn out and exhausted, shook her head in response to her daughter's repeated query. 'Don't worry about what we'll eat today," she assured her daughter with a tired sigh. "I will take care of it."

Reena huffed in frustration and turned her head away from her mother in a fit of anger. She wished her mother understood the importance of maintaining her reputation as one of the top workers on the farm. However, witnessing her brother's coming-of-age ceremony and receiving an official invitation to the village Chief's hut was a once-in-a-lifetime event that she simply couldn't miss. It seemed like a reasonable excuse to skip work today.

However, Reena's eyes flickered nervously around her junior sister and mother, but Orion was nowhere in sight. "And how about Orion? What if he misses his own invitation?' she voiced her concern, highlighting the problem at hand. Initially, when she had informed him that their mother had gone to fetch water alone after failing to locate him, she never expected him to wake up before dawn and head out to fetch water himself.

Though his initiative pleased her, she couldn't help but worry about the messenger's arrival - what if they came and Orion was nowhere to be found?

Celeste let out a frustrated sigh as she replied, "Well, let's just hope he makes it back from the well on time." She often felt at a loss with her son's behaviour. However, his absence did allow her to finally discuss with her daughters the topic she and Orion had talked about the day before.

….....

This morning, as the sun had yet to rise and everyone was sound asleep, I quietly slipped out of the room with a clay pot in one hand and a Kalna fruit in the other and went out to fetch the water by myself.

Although I have only come across two fruits - the bright yellow mango-shaped fruit and the light green apple-shaped one, both of which tasted the same, and of which I still yet don't know the name of the latter - I am curious if there are any other fruits in the village or if there will only ever be fruits to survive on. And, to be honest, after spending almost half of my lifespan on Earth, I don't think that it will take much time before I get tired of eating them, even if they are a bit sweet and delicious.

As I arrived at the well, the faint light of dawn barely illuminated the area. As expected, there was no queue of people waiting for their turn to collect water. Without any hesitation, I walked forward, making my way towards the well.

As I approached, my eyes once more fell upon a remarkable sight. There was a towering, muscular woman beside the well - Fiona, the Amazonian beauty, with thick curves and a toned, imposing physique. Her behind was exposed, covered only by a small loincloth that barely concealed her shapely buttocks. She was bent over the well, moving her hands skillfully to control the flow of water as it filled a plastic bucket beside her. The sight was as visually pleasing as I had remembered it.

To be honest, if it weren't for Fiona's towering and muscular figure, along with her firm and enormous ass, I might have mistaken her for Aunt Greta's neighbour, also coincidentally named Fiona.

Regardless, as she stood up and bent down again, I stealthily approached her and uncovered my throbbing penis and gently poked my shaft through the fabric of her loincloth, feeling the warmth of her Vagina beneath it. To my surprise, she didn't seem to notice my presence behind her. She was so focused on using her gift that my actions went unnoticed until she straightened her back and brought her two muscular thighs together, trapping my penis within their confines.

"Huh!" She exclaimed as she spun around in surprise, applying unintentional pressure on my finger, causing it to slip out of her grasp with a forceful jolt.

'Damn it!' I couldn't help but curse internally as that was all it took for my shaft to vibrate violently, causing a small amount of precum to stain its tip.

As she turned around and laid her eyes on me, she let out a deep sigh, attempting to calm herself down from the sudden jolt of surprise. "Oh, it's you," she said, her voice laced with a hint of relief. With a noticeable curiosity in her eyes, she asked, "Did you come to fetch water alone?".

I nodded my head, trying to hide a smirk that threatened to break out on my face as I couldn't help but notice the glimmer of curiosity in Fiona's eyes. It was obvious that my early arrival at the well had caught her off guard, given that most villagers only came out after sunrise to fetch their water.

I had been racking my brain for hours, trying to find a way to catch Fiona's attention. Then, during a conversation with Grandma Celia and Grandma Vivian, I stumbled upon a piece of information that could potentially work. Without hesitation, I decided to put it into practice and see if it would work.

Also, fetching water by myself was a total no-brainer. I mean, with my mother enforcing a 'no-fap' rule until my awakening ceremony, it was the perfect excuse to get closer to Fiona.

As I anticipated, Fiona regarded me with a pensive gaze for a moment before nodding in comprehension and extending her right hand towards me. "Your payment," she requested, prompting me to place the clay pot down and present her with the kalna. After carefully inspecting the fruit, she set it down on the ground near the well and pivoted around, extending her hand as she readied to activate her gift.

Wait a minute..." I expressed, swiftly stopping her from activating her gift.

As she turned her head to the side and looked at me from the corner of her eye, I couldn't help but notice the raised eyebrow and blank expression on her face. With a hint of curiosity in her voice, she asked, "What is it?".

Immediately, I said, "Do you mind sharing a few details about your gift before you continue?" I watched as her expression transformed from suspicion to curiosity, and finally to understanding.

As she turned around and stared down at me, I could feel the weight of her gaze. "Truthfully," she said, "it's not every day that someone asks me about my gift, so I'm not sure what to say." But then, to my surprise, her lips curved into a smile as she continued, "Go ahead, ask me what you want to know about my gift?".

I nodded, wanting to speak. However, due to our close proximity, my nose unintentionally caught a whiff of her arousing rosy body scent and brushed against her left bountiful breast through the fabric of her tight tube top. I felt the urge to step back and give us both some space, but since she didn't seem to mind our close proximity, I didn't say anything. Instead, I tried to take advantage of the situation and continued our conversation.

"Can you tell me what your gift does?" I asked, my lips unintentionally brushing against her soft constricted nipples as I spoke. Although I had initially wished I was a bit taller when I first met her, I reminded myself that I was only sixteen and had to be patient for my growth spurt.

Her expression became pensive, lost in thought as I tenderly brushed my lips over her hidden nipples. Despite my actions, she remained silent, allowing the moment to linger. Suddenly, breaking the silence, she cleared her throat and spoke with conviction, "My gift allows me to extract water from the earth."

Her words took me by surprise, and I halted everything I was doing to focus on her. Looking up at her in amazement, I asked, "You can pull out water from the ground?".

I needed clarification.

Fiona stifled her laughter, clearly amused by my reaction. "Yes, although I doubt you haven't seen me use my gift," she said. "But if you want, I can show you how I do it." With a gesture towards the well, she invited me to come closer to it.

"Alright, show me how you do it," I said, withdrawing my body from hers, and making my way around the well. Fiona turned towards it, her eyes following me as I peered down into the murky depths.

"You've got to be kidding me," I muttered to myself as I squinted into the well, seeing nothing but black, muddy sand. There was no sign of water anywhere. "Damn," I muttered under my breath, quickly realizing that Fiona's ability was indeed impressive. After all, I had seen my mother sculpt a clay pot without touching it, so I shouldn't have been too surprised.

However, I quickly remembered that every gift must have its limitations, just like my mother's ability to sculpt clay pots without touching them.

"Are you ready?" Fiona asked, her arms outstretched over the well.

"Yes," I nodded eagerly, eager to witness her gift in action and see how she could pull water from the ground.

Despite the limitations that Fiona's gift might have, this discovery only heightened my excitement for my upcoming awakening ceremony. I couldn't wait to see what kind of gift and inner strength I would awaken within myself. The possibilities were endless, and the anticipation was exhilarating.

Her hands emitted a mesmerizing deep green glow as she moved them around the well, gesturing for the water to rise from the blackish muddy sand. And rise it did, a clear stream of water spilling forth in contrast to the dark sand. Guided by Fiona, the water flowed into my clay pot, filling it to the brim with refreshing clarity. She commanded the stream of water with effortless ease, and as the pot overflowed, she withdrew her hands, the green glow fading away. The remaining water trickled back into the well, absorbed by the murky sand.

Okay, no matter how accustomed I was becoming to this primitive world of magic, watching that scene unfold before me was still an incredible sight to behold.

Turning to me with a smile on her face, Fiona asked, "How was it?".

"It was simply incredible to watch," I said, immediately taking the chance to compliment her, "You look absolutely stunning when you use your gift." Her smile widened slowly, like the petals of a flower blooming under the sun, and somehow, I could tell my words had touched her heart.

She looked at me and asked, "What's your name?" curious to know more about me.

My response was immediate. "I'm Orion," I stated confidently.

She nodded her head in response, her eyes shining with a newfound curiosity. "I will remember it," she replied with a hint of playfulness in her voice. Suddenly, her attention was drawn to something behind me, and she squinted her eyes, trying to get a better view. "It seems that the other villagers are coming to fetch their water," she said, turning back to me. "You should probably leave before it becomes too crowded around here."

As I nodded in response, a surge of creativity compelled me to improvise one last thought. With my penis still erect and hanging out in the open, I picked up the pot and balanced it precariously on top of my head before I stared back at her.

"Sorry," I said, my hands gripping the sides of the pot tightly. "But, do you think you could help me bring my tulga down a little?"

Initially, Fiona appeared confused, but her gaze soon shifted downward to where my throbbing veiny penis was hanging out in the open, supporting the weight of my tulga, which rested on top of it.

As she gave a subtle nod of understanding, her eyes fixed on the tulga, she slowly descended to her knees, to cover my hard veiny penis with it. But as she began to tug it down, her fingers grazed against my throbbing shaft, sending a jolt of electricity through my body, causing my already erected penis to pulsate with pleasure under her skilful touch.

Despite her initial efforts, the cloth stubbornly refused to budge over my erect penis. Frustrated, Fiona abruptly shifted her focus to it, wrapping her wide delicate fingers around it and gently pumping it downwards. As her touch sent a wave of warmth through me, she deftly pulled the tulga downwards, completely covering my private parts in a fluid motion.

My breath hitched involuntarily as her hand brushed against my foreskin, rubbing away my precum while she withdrew it from under my tulga. "Uhh~~," I let out a quiet moan, unable to control my reaction to her touch.

I kept my gaze fixed on her as she stood up and straightened her back, her hand still outstretched as she gazed at the thick whitish liquid on her finger, confusion etched on her face. Suddenly, her expression changed to one of realization as she spoke, "This is your...". Before she could finish, I interjected, "That is my semen", letting out a deep sigh. "It seems that I mistakenly cummed while you were holding my erected penis. And my mother even told me not to waste it," I added, faking a slight embarrassment.

"Don't worry about it," she said reassuringly, "It's completely natural for a young boy like you. But as you grow older, you'll learn to control yourself." She nodded understandingly and flashed a warm smile. Although all I wanted was for her to wrap her firm hand around my hand and pump it a little, what happened next made me gulp down my saliva.

Fiona extended her hand towards her mouth and savoured my thick whitish semen that coated her fingers, swallowing it with relish. As she turned her attention back to me, she remarked, "You see, not a drop of your semen went to waste."

I nodded in response and managed to utter a soft "Thank you." She nodded back and observed me as I turned around to head back home. On the way, I strolled past some villagers who were already queuing up in the middle of a long line leading towards the well. Some of them courteously greeted me, and I reciprocated while hurrying across the reddish clay road to reach home on time. If my mother's information was correct, then I had to be there before the messenger arrived.

…....….

It took me roughly thirty minutes to make my way back home due to the distance and the poor road condition. As I approached our hut, I pushed the fence open with one hand and closed it behind me.

Coming to a stop in front of our hut, I extended my hand once more and knocked on the door. The voices I had heard from inside abruptly fell silent, and several sets of footsteps echoed, indicating that someone was approaching the door.

"Who's there?" a voice called out from behind the door. I didn't even need a split second to recognize the owner of the voice.

"Come on, you guys haven't forgotten about your brother so soon, have you?" I exclaimed with a deep, loud sigh. As expected, the wooden door suddenly flung open, and a small figure came dashing out, screaming, "Brother!".

I quickly shifted my body to the side, positioning myself so that she missed me and fell to the ground. 'Phew! That was a close call,' I sighed internally.

"Brother... sniff!" Gina, lying flat on the ground, turned her tearful eyes to me.

I wanted to reply, but my mother's voice suddenly boomed, and her figure came into view. "Stop blaming your brother when you were the one who ran into him," she said with an amused tone in her voice. "Come on, get up and dust yourselves off. I don't want the village chief's messenger to see you like that."

Gina quickly dried up her fake tears, and Reena walked out to help me carry the clay pot from the top of my head. But not before painfully pinching my arm and the side of my stomach with her strong fingers.

"You deserve it," were the last words she whispered into my ears before walking back into the hut to pour the water into the tank.

Observing the different reactions of my sisters, I was about to enter the room when my eyes locked with my mother's. I looked away, trying to act nonchalant, but suddenly felt her hand catch my ears.

"Ouch!" I exclaimed, wincing in pain.

As soon as she realized her actions had hurt me, she quickly released my ears and flicked her finger across my forehead with enough force to make me massage it carefully.

"Why did you go out alone to fetch water without informing me? Didn't I tell you that the Village chief's messenger would be arriving today? Besides, we already have enough water in the tank, so you should have just waited until tomorrow or even until the evening," scolded my mother with a hint of annoyance in her tone. Her gorgeous black hair swayed back and forth as she ranted about my actions and their consequences, pointing out the various difficulties that could arise if I missed the messenger.

Despite her rebuke, a small smile crept across my face as she continued to lecture me.

All of a sudden, she fell silent and knit her eyebrows together in a scowl as she glared at me. "Why are you smiling?" she demanded. "Do you think that I can't punish you for your actions?" her voice laced with a mixture of bewilderment and irritation.

In response, I simply shook my head and replied, '"You know, this might just be the first time since I lost my memory that I've ever seen you angry, and even with that fiery look on your face, you still manage to take my breath away with your beauty.'" As I watched her stunned expression slowly fade into one of defeat, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over me.

But just as I thought the tense moment had passed, a loud snort erupted from Gina. With a scoff, she quickly dismissed my compliment, saying, "Don't mind him, Mom. He's just trying to talk his way out of trouble. Believe me, you definitely don't look stunning when you're angry, so don't fall for his lies."

It took all of my effort not to click my tongue against my cheeks as I looked at Gina in pity. As expected, my mother's expression, which had seemed to calm down, immediately turned to Gina and bore into her with an intense gaze.

Gina gulped nervously, realizing the gravity of her words. She turned her head away and stammered, 'I...I didn't mean it like that, okay?'

But before she could explain any further, my mother's finger jabbed towards the entrance of the hut. "Get inside. Now," she commanded.

Yeah, this was definitely the first time that I am seeing her so angry.

Without hesitation, Gina sauntered into the hut, eager to escape our mother's withering glare. As I turned to follow her, the sound of heavy footsteps grinding and crushing against the reddish clay soil reached my ears, causing me to pause.

I pivoted on my heel and focused my gaze on the approaching figures. One of them was a grown man dressed in a tulga similar to mine, carrying a cotton-woven bag over one shoulder. The other was a young girl, roughly my height and age, with short black hair and a piece of cloth tied around her waist that stopped at her thighs. Her long-sleeved midriff top was held together by buttons at the front, revealing a generous amount of cleavage for all to see.

Noticing her slightly perky breasts and toned long legs, I couldn't help but think that she bore a striking figure to Reena, albeit with her own unique alluring appeal.

As I turned to face the newcomers, I realized that my mother was already politely greeting them with a warm smile. It didn't take long for me to recognize the man as the village chief's messenger, and judging by the girl's resemblance to him, I could only assume that she was his daughter.

After a few seconds, they came to a stop in front of us, and the man addressed us with a courteous smile. 'Is this the household of Miss Celeste?' he asked, his gaze shifting from my mother to me and then back again."

"Yes, I am Celeste, and this is my son, Orion" My mother responded with a nod and pointed towards me.

Taking the hint, I stepped forward and introduced myself. "My name is Orion," I expressed.

The man nodded in acknowledgement and cleared his throat before introducing himself. "Even though you might have already guessed, I will introduce myself again," he said. "I am Thak, the village chief's messenger, and this is my daughter Tala. She will also be participating in this year's awakening ceremony." He gestured towards his daughter, who remained silent and simply nodded in response.

Thak proceeded, "As per the village head's instructions, your awakening ceremony is scheduled to commence tomorrow. Therefore, you are expected to be present in the village chief's compound immediately after sunrise tomorrow, to initiate the awakening process." Pausing briefly, he allowed his words to sink in before continuing, "I regret that I was unable to deliver this message yesterday, as intended. Unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances, I was unable to do so. I sincerely hope that you can forgive me for this delay." he apologized, his exhaustion evident in a long, tired sigh that escaped his lips.

"Please don't concern yourself with it. We appreciate you coming today to inform us," my mother responded graciously, conveying her gratitude for his presence.

Thak acknowledged her response with a nod, and proceeded to draw his handbag forward, reaching inside to retrieve a stunning wooden chip. It was intricately carved, depicting rays of light spreading outwards, and he presented it to me with care.

I eagerly extended my hand to receive the beautiful wooden chip from Thak, marvelling at the intricate design of the rays of light spreading outwards.

"As previously mentioned, it is essential that you arrive promptly after sunrise. However, to gain entry into the compound, it is compulsory that you present this chip to the guards. Make sure not to forget it, or risk being labelled as a latecomer and losing valuable points," Thak explained, arching his eyebrows in a knowing manner.

I nodded my head in agreement, fully comprehending the importance of the wooden chip and the potential consequences of forgetting it.

"Good. I will be expecting you tomorrow, Orion," he responded as he turned his attention back to my mother and said, "See you later Miss Celeste."

"Alright, have a good day, Mr Thak," my mother politely responded, and we watched as Mr Thak and his daughter turned around and walked away. Ignoring the fact that the little girl didn't say anything, I couldn't help but notice the way her perky buttocks kissed the fabric tied around her waist, and the hypnotic sway it showcased as she walked away.

I withdrew my eyes from her waist the moment I was done appreciating the view and turned towards my mother, asking her the first question that popped into my mind immediately after that conversation.

"What does Mr Thak mean by 'points'?" I questioned.

With a chuckle, my mother proceeded to explain, "Remember how I told you that you will be learning how to reproduce with a woman and to awaken your gift and inner strength?".

"Yes, I remember" I replied, intrigued

"Well, during your training, you will receive points based on your performance. The points represent the kind of gift you can request from the village chief or what kind of gift the chief will give you. So, it's best to avoid situations where your points will be deducted, unless you don't mind failing your awakening ceremony," she added, emphasizing the importance of the points.

Ah, I see," I thought, my head nodding in understanding. "But why didn't you disclose this information to me earlier?" I suddenly asked, feeling a twinge of annoyance. If she had mentioned something like this before, I wouldn't have been caught off guard by those mysterious 'points.'

In response, she let out a sudden snort at my question. "I've already shared everything you needed to know about the awakening ceremony before," she retorted. "But you had to go and lose your memories, didn't you? So instead of repeating myself, I decided to give you the essential details and let you figure out the rest when you get there as your punishment."

As I listened to her words, I couldn't help but feel tired of the former Orion's actions, even though he was part of the reason why I am here today. 'And yet, you forgot one of the most crucial pieces of information,' I thought to myself wearily. Nonetheless, I responded, "Is there anything else that's important for me to know?".

Since it was already too late to argue with her, I figured it would be better to focus on preparing for tomorrow. My mother wore a pensive expression before answering, "There's not much else you need to know for now. Just make sure you arrive on time at the village chief's compound and avoid doing anything that could result in point deductions. Don't forget to bring your wooden chip and an extra tulga as you might need it on your first day. Lastly, remember that the awakening ceremony lasts for several days, during which you'll be taught about the village's values and given enough time to earn points, which will enable you to get a gift from the village chief once it's over."

"Will I be staying at the village chief's compound or can I come back home?" I asked, realising that the ceremony would take more than a day.

My mother replied, "You'll be able to come back home in the evening." As I absorbed her words, she added, "And lastly, make sure to pray to Naka that you awaken a good gift like mine or your sister's."

I nodded in understanding and made a mental note of her instructions, particularly the reminder to bring an extra tulga. Also, as I heard the name 'Naka' again, the last time being when I first opened my eyes, I couldn't help but wonder more about this world and its beliefs. However, I had a pressing question on my mind, and I turned to my mother to ask, "Mom, what is Reena's gift?".

My mother looked at me with confusion. "Hasn't Reena told you about her gift?" she asked.

I shook my head. "No," I replied. "She said I would have to find out for myself and that she wouldn't tell me anything."

As my mother was about to reveal Reena's gift, she was abruptly interrupted by a figure that flew into the room and covered her mouth. I quickly recognized the figure as Reena, and decided to retreat to the hut to rest and prepare for the awakening ceremony, since I knew that I won't be getting any answer from the way she stared at me.

Later on, Reena entered the hut, looking apprehensive as she followed our mother to the backyard. I noticed Gina in the corner, eating kalna and watching us with amusement.

I made the decision to approach her and join her, as I had yet to eat breakfast. Just as I was reaching out to grab a piece of fruit, Gina surprised me by offering me a slice of kalna from her own hand. Without hesitation, I indulged in the juicy fruit, savouring its delicious flavour before swallowing it. As I did so, my other hand found its way to her waist, and I skillfully slipped it beneath her tulga to grasp her small plump buttock. The intimate moment between us was filled with both nourishment and desire.

Although she wasn't old enough for Kushi, that didn't bother me, as I could still enjoy various parts of her body that were taking the shape of our own mother's. In time, I was sure that as she grew older, her hip would surely grow wider and her breasts would probably also take the shape and size of our mother's, if not a bit smaller.

Gina continued to feed me the same fruit she was eating, while my hands had already pulled up her tulga over her waist, groping and massaging her pointed nipples and small breasts. And, Reena was helping our mother make some new batches of clay pots, since she wouldn't be going to the farm today.

Although I wanted to go to Grandma Celia's hut and refill their pussies with my semen, I decided to take my mother's advice and save my energy for tomorrow. Because I know I'll be needing it.

….......

Orion woke up the next morning to find Gina wrapped tightly around him like a vine, their bodies entwined on the mat beneath them. Letting out a tired yawn, he carefully disentangled himself from her embrace, mindful not to disturb the others who were still sleeping. After stretching his body a few times, his gaze fell upon his mother, who was slowly rousing from her slumber, rubbing the sleep from her eyes with her delicate fingers.

Orion watched as she slowly sat up straight and set her eyes on him. "Good morning Mom" He greeted his mother with a smile on his face. Her fleshy thighs were on full display as the cloth tied around her waist had ridden up dangerously over her inner thighs, giving him the much-needed support to push his morning wood to full throttle.

"Good morning, Orion," Celeste greeted with a warm smile, hoping to mask her restless night. "How did you sleep?" she inquired, knowing she herself had tossed and turned. The thought of her son either awakening a useless gift or not awakening one that could help him achieve the life she couldn't provide weighed heavily on her mind. It had left her feeling exhausted and drained, making it difficult to rest.

Mom," Orion called out, his voice snapping her out of her daze. "You look tired," he observed, concern etched on his face as he took in the heavy bags under her eyes. "I can tell you didn't get as much good sleep as I did."

As Celeste's anxious figure caught Orion's attention, understanding suddenly flashed within his eyes. He exhaled deeply and added, "Are you worried about my awakening ceremony?".

As Celeste caught her son's intense gaze and listened to his question, she nodded slowly, a wry smile creeping upon her lips. "I can't help but wonder what kind of gift you might awaken," she said, her voice faltering slightly as emotions threatened to overwhelm her. "Perhaps it will be a useful gift, one that allows you to live the life I never could give you. Or perhaps..." Her voice trailed off, and she fought to control the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes. She couldn't bear to voice her worst fears aloud.

Orion wasted no time in walking over to Celeste, gently wiping away the tears that had landed on her cheeks. As he dried her tears, he locked eyes with her and said, "Look outside, it's almost morning. Instead of washing up, I'm here comforting you. If you keep behaving like this, I might actually fail my awakening ceremony and receive a points deduction."

Celeste's eyes widened as she glanced out the window and saw that the sun was about to rise. They still weren't ready to go to the village chief's compound. She quickly sprang to her feet and pushed Orion towards the backyard so he could have his bath.

Orion followed Celeste outside and watched as she fetched water from the tank for him to use. He took his bath as she went back inside the hut, smiling at her care and concern but also eager to pass his awakening ceremony and begin his new life as a gifted individual.

Inside the hut, Celeste quickly woke up her two daughters, shaking their shoulders gently. "Wake up, both of you," she urged. Within a few seconds, they sat up, rubbing the sleep from their eyes.

"It's morning," Celeste reminded them. "Today is the day your brother goes to the village chief's compound. We can't afford to be late." Her tone was stern, and both girls quickly recalled the importance of today.

Gina was the first to jump to her feet and join Orion in taking her bath. Reena followed soon after, knowing that she needed to drop Orion off at the ceremony before heading to the farm for the day.

…....…

Orion mentally checked off the items on his mental checklist as he walked towards the hut with the fence. "Extra tulga, check. Wooden chip, check. Arrive on time..." he thought, ticking off the last item as he approached the fence-enclosed hut that he could see from a mile away.

As he got closer, he noticed that the fence was not randomly put together like the ones around his own hut and others in the village. Instead, it was carefully crafted, forming a proper fence around the three large huts that rose above it, giving the place a sense of grandeur and importance.

Reena's eyes traced the contours of Orion's arms as they coiled around her waist. At times, he would tenderly squeeze her buttocks or shift his grip to encircle her breasts, leaving them exposed to the chill of the morning breeze. But now, his gaze was fixed on the village chief's compound, his expression distant and unfocused. Unable to contain her curiosity, Reena inquired, "Are you feeling nervous, brother?".

"No need to worry, sis. I'm not nervous," Orion replied, his fingers still sticky with his elder sister's pussy juice as he continuously dipped it into her vagina. "I'm just surprised at how massive it is," he continued, savouring the sound of his sister's hushed infrequent moans as he spoke. As they arrived at the gates, he withdrew his hand and retrieved the folded tulga from his mother, who had held it for him on their way there.

In a matter of seconds, Orion deftly unfolded a portion of his tulga and retrieved a wooden chip, which he promptly handed to the left guard stationed at the gate alongside his counterpart. Despite wearing a similar tulga to Orion's, the guards sported a thick, brown, high-waisted fabric wrapped around their lower stomachs, which appeared to be stitched onto the garment itself. As they nodded in confirmation and handed back the wooden chip, Orion's eyes wandered to the hand-crafted wooden spears each of the guards held. This was the first time he had encountered weapons in this world.

At first, Orion had believed this place to be a paradise where a man could fuck as they pleased until his final days. However, his internal sigh of resignation was tempered by the realization that 'In some ways, it still was a paradise' he thought.

With this in mind, he led his family into the village chief's compound, his footsteps sure and steady.

As soon as he stepped inside, he was greeted by the bustling sight of the village chief's compound already teeming with other villagers who had arrived earlier than him. Judging by their sheer numbers, he estimated there were at least forty individuals, a diverse mix of men, women, and even children his age.

Orion scanned the bustling crowd, observing the different groups of people chatting and socializing with each other. He was tempted to keep to himself, but he knew that it wouldn't do him any good to be a lone figure in a sea of strangers. As he was pondering who to approach, he noticed a few figures making their way towards him.

"Orion!" Suddenly, a voice cut through the bustling crowd, calling out his name. He turned to see a boy around his age, accompanied by a man and woman who appeared to be in their late forties.

As the trio approached, Orion couldn't help but reflect on his previous assumptions. Had the previous version him been an introvert who kept to himself, or had he made friends and colleagues in this world? After careful consideration, he had ultimately leaned towards the later assumption, reasoning that it was reasonable for the former to at least know a few people in this world.

Orion felt a sudden jolt as the boy ran towards him, his hands wrapped around him tightly as if he was a lifeline. Relief spread across the boy's face, and he said "You know, I thought I had lost you when you slipped into the river unconscious after coming out from the other side and didn't resurface. I was so scared," The boy continued, tapping Orion's back a few times before pausing. "But, thankfully, sister and some of the other villagers were there to save you and take you to the healer." The boy let out a tired sigh before releasing Orion from his grip and smiling at him. "Regardless, it seems that Miss Greta was able to heal you and restore you to full health."

Despite the boy's efforts to engage in friendly chatter, Orion remained silent, feeling overwhelmed and exhausted by the ordeal. Instead, he opted for the most logical approach and posed the question, "I'm sorry, but could you remind me of your name?".

The boy's expression quickly turned from joy to shock as he stared at Orion in disbelief. "You don't remember me?" he asked, his voice quivering with uncertainty.

Orion mustered up a pained expression and shook his head. "I'm afraid not."

The boy's hands slowly slipped off Orion's shoulders, and he took a step back, his eyes wide with confusion and disbelief as he continued to stare at Orion.

As the tension mounted, Orion suddenly heard his mother's voice cutting through the uneasy silence.

"The reason Orion can't remember anything is because he lost his memories when he was recovering," Celeste explained, stepping in to ease the tension as she noticed the disbelief etched on the boy's face. "Unfortunately, even though he was healed, his memories were lost, and Miss Greta's healing powers are unable to bring them back."

As the boy listened to Celeste's words, his expression softened and transformed into one of pity. Without hesitation, he hugged Orion once again, wrapping his arms tightly around him. "Phew! I was afraid you were pretending not to remember me, brother," he whispered in Orion's ear before releasing him. "Well, since you don't remember me, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Gorg, and I'm your best friend." He then turned to the man behind him and gestured towards him. "This is my father, Daman."

Daman nodded in response to Orion's words. "It's unfortunate to hear that you've lost your memories, but I hope you're coping well," he said, his tone gentle and reassuring.

Orion nodded back at Daman, returning the same level of respect. "Yes, I'm doing my best to move forward even without my memories," he replied. As he spoke, he noticed that Daman was dressed in the same tulga as him, but with a shirt sewn onto it, similar to the one worn by Gina.

Daman smiled approvingly at Orion's response and stood quietly, allowing Gorg to introduce the woman standing behind him. "This is my mother, Eeva," Gorg announced, pointing towards the woman.

As Orion tried to gather his thoughts and formulate a response, he was caught off guard by the unexpected embrace from Gorg's mother, Eeva, he couldn't help but notice her alluring slim figure. The fabric tied around her waist was a familiar sight from the other women in the village, but it was the midriff sleeveless tube top that caught his eye, perfectly accentuating her curves. Despite her perky breasts and buttocks not being as humongous as his own mother's or Grandma Celia's, Eeva was undeniably attractive.

Eeva gently pulled away from the embrace, her hands still cupping Orion's cheeks as she spoke with a tinge of pain in her voice. "It's all my fault," she whispered, her heart heavy with guilt. She regretted not stopping the boys from engaging in such a dangerous activity, and she wished she had sent them back home to prevent the incident from ever occurring.

The sight of the young boy in his current state brought a throbbing ache to her heart, and she couldn't help but blame herself for what happened. Even her own son was deeply affected, afraid to check on his friend for fear of the worst.

But seeing Orion alive and well, albeit with a memory loss, brought some much-needed relief to her troubled mind. It was enough to calm a few parts of her heart, even though the guilt and pain still lingered.

"Please don't beat yourself up over it, Eeva. It was just an accident. You don't need to take the blame or worry about anyone else pointing fingers at you," Celeste comforted her friend with a reassuring smile. Though Celeste had initially held Eeva responsible for Orion's current condition, her perspective had shifted after seeing how much her new Orion had grown and improved. Despite the bittersweet nature of his memory loss, Celeste couldn't help but feel that it was ultimately for the best, especially given the agreement that Orion and she had made.

Eeva stood up straight and wrapped her left arm around Orion, embracing him tightly. His face pressed against her side boob, which was visible through her tube top. "No, Celeste, it's my responsibility, and I'll accept the blame, no matter what you say," Eeva declared, locking eyes with her friend Celeste. Despite knowing that Celeste had low self-esteem and wasn't considered one of the few attractive women in the village, which played a huge part in her tamed nature, Eeva had chosen to take responsibility for her actions to avoid any long-term issues that might arise.

Celeste let out a deep, tired sigh before responding to Eeeva's apology. "You really won't listen to me if I tell you that it's all okay, right?" she asked with a hint of frustration in her voice.

Eeeva shook her head in response. "No, I won't. It's my fault," she admitted. "I need to make it up to you somehow if I want to release the guilt that's been weighing down on my heart."

Before Celeste could respond, a loud bell suddenly rang out, its deafening clang echoing through the entire area. The sound caused everyone to fall silent, their attention was drawn to the source of the noise. As the ringing slowly died down, a deep, muscular voice followed soon after, commanding everyone's attention.

Attention, everyone! Please follow me!" Thak, the village chief's messenger, stood tall with his daughter by his side, and all eyes, including Orion's, were drawn to his familiar figure. As instructed, everyone began to follow him.

Daman gestured for his family and Celeste's family to follow him, saying, "Come on, let's go." Without hesitation, they all followed.

Meanwhile, on the way, Orion was still stuck to Eeva, who had tightly wrapped her hand around his shoulders, and her son, was chattering on and on about what had happened during his absence. However, some of the things he mentioned left Orion at a loss as to how to connect the story together.

"And then, I heard that the roots became too thick to cut off," Gorg said as he made some kind of demonstration with his hands. However, Orion's attention was diverted as he sneaked his hand to roam against Eeva's thighs. Although he had done it countless times before, this time he felt a little more cautious because Daman, Eeva's husband, was walking beside them. He wasn't sure if there were any restrictions or if married women were off-limits in this world. Therefore, he made his actions more subtle and observed how Eeva would react.

After a few more seconds of his hands sneaking around the inner thighs and vagina, Orion felt relieved at her obliviousness to his actions and decided to finally latch his hands onto her firm round ass. He felt Eeva's body shiver a little before she turned her attention towards him and ruffled his hair a little.

Orion couldn't help but grin to himself, thinking 'This is going even better than I had imagined.' As he added the married woman to his list of conquests, he continued to grope and mould her buttocks with finesse, occasionally teasing her ass cheeks with a playful finger or two by roaming them a little around her butt hole. His action made her tremble in response, causing her to slow down and send shivers down her spine, but she always managed to regain her composure and carry on, as though his actions were the most natural thing in the world.

Initially, Orion was under the impression that they were being led towards one of the huts. However, as they arrived at their destination, he found himself in awe at the sight before him. Positioned at the heart of the Village chief's compound, in the centre of three imposing huts, stood a colossal stony structure that left him speechless. With his hand still hovering over Eeva's tight ass hole, Orion gaped in amazement as he recognized the object before him as a sundial - a primitive yet ingenious tool used for keeping track of time. The memory of the sundial was ingrained in his mind from the countless historic documentaries he had watched back on earth, making it impossible for him to forget its distinctive appearance.

However, before he could fully immerse himself in his thoughts, his attention was drawn towards an elderly man standing beside Thak, next to the sundial. Despite not being explicitly told, Orion could sense that this man was the Village chief. The gathering fell silent as it became apparent that the elder was about to deliver a speech. Orion took hold of Eeva's waist and settled in to listen intently.

…....

"Welcome to yet another awakening ceremony, where our young ones will transition into adulthood!" The Village chief announced, his voice carrying across the crowd. He was draped in a tulga, a garment around his waist that resembled a maxi skirt, while his hairy and muscular chest and arms were left exposed as he wasn't wearing a shirt. Despite appearing to be in his sixties or seventies, the chief radiated with vitality and health, earning a nod of approval from Orion.

"As we commence with the ceremony, I kindly request that all children who are here for their awakening to step forward, and the rest of you kindly give them some space by taking a few steps back," he instructed. The villagers complied, creating a clear stage for the young ones to take centre stage. A handful of children stepped forward, while the others who had come to witness the event stepped back, allowing the youth to take the spotlight.

"Orion, they're calling for you," my mother announced, beckoning me to join the other children.

"You too, Gorg," Daman said to his son, prompting us to make our way forward. I gently removed my hand from Eeva's waist as she did the same from my shoulder.

But, before I stepped forward, I carefully placed my wooden chip in my tulga and draped it over my shoulder. Once we reached the front, I counted the number of children present and realized that only sixteen children my age were in attendance - six boys and ten girls, with me included. Without even realizing it, I found myself internally smiling at the numerical coincidence of our ages.

"Okay, everyone, hold your hands together!" the village chief commanded, and we complied. He descended from the small stony stage, with Thak following closely behind him. He circled us a few times before standing behind us. "Everyone capable of using their gift, please hold each other and focus them towards me."

It was evident that he was addressing those with their gifts like Reena and above, instructing them to follow his orders. Curious, I turned my head slightly to look back, but I quickly refocused my attention when he spoke again.

"Everyone, close your eyes!" he commanded once more, making me feel caught off guard. Nevertheless, I obeyed and closed my eyes. Suddenly, I felt a firm grip on my shoulders, causing me to instinctively open my eyes. It was the village chief who was gripping my shoulders tightly. Quickly, I closed my eyes again, following his instructions.

After a few minutes, I could feel my body temperature beginning to rise. It got hotter and hotter until I felt as though I had been drenched with a bucket of water. Gorg's hands suddenly shivered and tightly gripped my hand, indicating that it wasn't just me feeling this way - the other children were experiencing it too.

"Children, open your eyes!" The Village Chief commanded.

As I opened my eyes, I couldn't help but be dumbfounded at the view in front of me. And, it seemed like I wasn't the only one, as some of the children beside me also gasped at the breathtaking view before us. Others seemed less surprised, as if they had witnessed something like this before.

The giant sundial, once a mere stone structure, had been transformed into a breathtaking work of art. Intricate designs and flowery patterns adorned its surface, illuminated by a soft, moonlit glow that seemed to emanate from within. But then, something truly miraculous happened. The light at the top of the structure began to spread outwards like branches of a giant tree, while the base seemed to grow downwards like roots. And from those branches, leaves began to sprout, each one bearing fruit that glimmered like crystallized gems. These fruits were a dazzling display of colours, shifting rapidly from green to yellow to red and every hue in between. It was a sight that left someone like me who had never witnessed something so extraordinary awestruck and speechless.

"If you can see the fruits, stretch your hands forward and grab a piece." As the village chief's voice echoed through the air once more, we were jolted back to reality.

Reaching out with one hand, I grasped at the nearest fruit, wondering how it was possible to touch something that seemed to shimmer and dance in the air. But as soon as my fingers closed around it and plucked it, the fruit dissolved into a shower of tiny particles, each one glowing with a soft, ethereal light. To my surprise, the particles drifted towards me, passing through my skin as though it wasn't even there. And as they did, I felt a coolness spreading through my body, washing away the feverish heat that had been building inside me.

"Everyone, you can stop releasing your gifts!" declared the village chief, and without hesitation, the crowd obeyed. Gradually, the colossal crystal tree, adorned with beautiful fruits, began to vanish as suddenly as it had appeared. Initially, the crystal fruits dwindled in size before vanishing, followed by the leaves which twisted back into the branches. The branches, in turn, disappeared, along with the roots that had eerily extended outwards on the ground, passing through our legs like apparitions.

The process continued until the radiance faded, leaving behind the immense stony sundial structure.

My internal thoughts couldn't help but exclaim, 'That was incredible!' After all, it's not every day that I get the chance to witness such a breathtakingly detailed scene.

The village chief's voice boomed across the crowd, "As you all know, the awakening ceremony will span three days. You can choose to head back home for some well-deserved rest, or head to your respective workplaces." I turned my head to see Gina, Reena, and my mother walking away, waving their hands at me. Daman and Eeva acknowledged Gorg and me before departing as well, leaving behind just sixteen of us standing in the chief's compound.

The village chief beckoned to us, "All of you, follow me." We obeyed and within minutes, we found ourselves inside one of the huts, accompanied by the village chief and Thak.

Upon entering the room, I noticed several doors at the corner, indicating that it was just one of the many rooms in the hut. The room was filled with around twenty mats arranged neatly on the ground, all facing the same direction. In front of them stood five women and two men, all beaming at us as we walked in.

The village chief spoke up, "Fiona," calling out to a familiar woman who I recognized as Aunt Greta's neighbour.

"Yes, chief," Fiona replied promptly as she stepped forward.

"Make sure that the students awaken their gifts properly. And once you've recorded their points and the kind of gifts they've awakened, send me the information," the village chief instructed sternly, glancing at Fiona.

Fiona nodded, acknowledging the village chief's order. "Yes, chief. I'll make sure that everything is done as per your instructions," she replied in a respectful tone.

"Okay, see you all later," the village chief bid us farewell before turning around and leaving, with Thak trailing behind him.

Once again, I couldn't help but notice that Fiona was part of the few who stood out from the other women in the village. Unlike them, she didn't wear a piece of fabric around her waist or a midriff top. Instead, she donned a simple, short dress that tightly hugged her body, revealing her curvaceous figure. The dress only covered half of her wide protruding buttocks, leaving the other half of her butt cheeks for all to see, while her small cone-shaped breasts and pointy nipples were on full display on the front.

I stared at Fiona's partly covered cheeks as she turned around and walked towards our teachers. After a few minutes of discussion, they whispered among themselves, and eventually, one of the women and two men left the room, leaving only four women behind.

Fiona looked at us with a warm smile and instructed, "All of you, please take a seat." Since there were no chairs, I followed suit and sat on the mat before placing the extra tulga that I had been carrying on my lap.

Fiona then proceeded to explain, "Before we take you to the farm or anything else, I am here to teach you first and foremost on how to properly perform Kushi, and help the village population." She looked at us with a serious expression and continued, "And in case you weren't told, you will all start with five points. You will be awarded more points based on how well you are able to perform Kushi, how well you perform on the farm, and how well you remember everything you have been taught. On the other hand, points will be deducted if you choose to go against what you have been taught. But I am sure that everyone wants to earn more points and ask for something from the village chief, right?"

As I glanced from the corner of my eye, I could see each of them fervently nodding their heads in agreement.

"Alright, guys," Fiona announced, "it's time to find a partner."

With Fiona's words, the room erupted in a frenzy of activity as everyone clamoured to choose a partner.

Without missing a beat, I sprang to my feet, kept my tulga on the mat and joined the rush, eager to find a suitable partner. Even Gorg, who had been my constant shadow, had quickly darted off to pair up with a slender, alluring girl.

We were sixteen in total - six boys and ten girls. Within the group of ten girls, there were seven who had svelte physiques with petite posteriors and breasts, while the remaining three had an exceptionally curvaceous shape, distinguished by their wide hips which hinted at the bountiful assets that awaited them in the future.

Fortunately for me, the boys seemed to shy away from these three girls and gravitated towards the others for pairing up. Observing the boys as they conversed with the girls, assessing their compatibility for partnerships, I decided to approach one of the girls who possessed a noticeable voluptuous body, especially on her buttocks.

"Excuse me, would you mind if we partnered up?" I asked, my eyes drawn to the stunning girl standing before me. Her ample breasts were accentuated by a tight-fitting tube top, and around her waist, she wore the same traditional tulga as me - a cloth donned by all attendees of the awakening ceremony, and several other villagers as well, save for a few outliers.

She looked at me in surprise and before she vigorously nodded her head with a response with a smile on her face "Yes".

Returning her smile, I introduced myself and asked, "And what might your name be?"

"My name is Sura," she answered, a curious expression lighting up her face. "And yours?".

"I'm Orion," I introduced myself, and Sura nodded in acknowledgement. As I scanned the room, I noticed that everyone had already paired up, including one of the other curvy girls who had even snagged a boy who already had a partner - making them a trio.

Although my initial hope of forming a foursome had been dashed, I wasn't deterred. I decided to continue with a threesome and make my way up from there. I approached the remaining girl and stopped in front of her, asking, "Would you like to partner up with me?".

Without hesitation, she nodded eagerly and replied, "Yes, I would love to."

I introduced myself to her, and she reciprocated, revealing her name to be Ursa.

As I was about to lead Ursa towards Sura, Fiona's voice suddenly cut through the air, interrupting my actions.

"Now that you have all chosen your partners, we can begin," she announced, catching our attention with a throat-clearing cough. She instructed us to return to our seats, as we already knew who our partners were, before revealing that they would be giving a live demonstration using a volunteer from the boys so that we would know what to do and how to do it properly.

Initially, none of the boys around me seemed to voice any concerns, but Fiona's pointed reminder that she would be the one carrying out the live demonstration, and not one of the less full-figured ladies behind her who would be scoring the points, seemed to rub some of them the wrong way. Displeased expressions and whispered objections rippled through the group, catching my attention.

It seems that none of them was willing to fuck or pour their semen into some like her who was an unattractive woman, as per their perception. Though, it was a familiar mentality, one that I had seen back on Earth too, where some men would rather not engage in any intimate activities with someone they deemed unattractive.

Despite the boys' objections, Fiona seemed unfazed and continued with the lecture.

"So, who wants to come up and help me show the rest how Kushi is properly done?" she asked, her gaze scanning the room as she waited for a volunteer. Her eyes landed on each of us one by one, but I noticed that she seemed to pause on me for a moment, her expression suggesting that she remembered having met me previously.

Nonetheless, I rose to my feet after I volunteered within my heart the moment Fiona had explained the live demonstration. From the corner of my eye, I noticed a boy also waiting to stand, but I quickly raised my hand and bounced up before he could. I breathed a sigh of relief as he settled back onto the mat, and I made my way towards Fiona.

The moment she noticed me approaching, her face betrayed a hint of surprise. Yet, despite her initial surprise, her demeanour quickly returned to normal as she gestured for me to stand beside her.

"Now, let's begin. I want you all to pay close attention because you'll be repeating everything we demonstrated," Fiona announced before turning to me and asking me to remove my tulga.

I didn't hesitate and quickly complied, shedding my tulga to stand exposed in front of the gathering. All eyes were fixed on us, including the penetrating gazes of Ursa and Sura. While some looked surprised at the sight of my erect throbbing penis, I was too preoccupied with other matters to pay them any heed.

As for where I summoned the courage and audacity to pull off such a feat, well there was no such thing holding me back from doing so in this world. Also, how could I not, especially when Fiona had turned her back towards me, showing me a full view of her partly covered buttocks, hoisted her tulga above her waist, and extended her pink nicely trimmed pussy to nudge my already erected cock into alignment with a stern look on her face, all while addressing the other young adults in the room.

"Boys, remember to slide your penis slowly into your partner's vagina," Fiona instructed while gesturing towards me to demonstrate.

With a mischievous grin, I whispered to myself, "Bon appétit," before boldly grabbing her middle-aged waist and slowly sliding my throbbing penis into her vagina. The rush of excitement and the thrill that flowed pumped towards my stiff pulsing cock as I slowly penetrated her were too irresistible to ignore.

UHH~~" Fiona's body trembled as she let out a sudden moan, taken aback by the unexpected size of my penis intruding into her inner walls. Nevertheless, she persisted with her lecture. "Now that you have entered your partner's vagina, begin moving your penis in and out slowly. This will widen her vagina, making it easier for you to reach her womb and release your seed inside. And when you are done, please remember to wait a few days to confirm if your partner has gotten pregnant or not." As Fiona finished her instructions, I had already fully entered her constricting fleshy walls and was kissing her womb, eliciting a loud cry from her lips.

Although I couldn't help but be aroused by Fiona's moans, I controlled myself and focused on following her instructions and moved my penis in and out of her vagina slowly. Each movement seemed to bring her closer to the edge, and I could feel her vagina getting wetter with each passing moment. "aHHHHH~~" Her cries were like a beautiful symphony to my ears, and it only fueled my desire to bring her to the brink of pleasure. As I continued, I could feel my veiny shaft responding with increasing vigour.

"Pah~~" "Pah~~" "Pah~~"

"Uh~~ Ah~~ aHH~~" As Fiona became more and more lost in pleasure, she seemed to forget about the lecture and let out hushed moans depending on the area of her pussy that I was stroking.

A few minutes later, as I felt my penis begin to pulse with increasing intensity, I knew that I was getting closer and closer to releasing my semen inside Fiona's dripping pussy. It seemed that she had also noticed, as she began to moan louder and move her hips in sync with my movements.

Fiona's attempt to speak was stifled by a sudden surge of pleasure as I continued to tease her vagina, causing her to gasp for air and stick out her tongue in desperation. After a moment of intense sensation, she finally regained her composure and shared another lecture with the boys present "Don't forget, for maximum semen release, make sure to penetrate deeply and keep your penis in place until fully emptied." With a knowing glance in my direction, she then gave me permission to indulge in my desires, but not without a crucial reminder to be patient and thorough when emptying my balls.

'You don't need to tell me twice' I thought. I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as I released my semen deep inside Fiona's womb, watching as she curled her toes and tensed up in pleasure. Her loud breathing and gasps only served to heighten my own pleasure, and I felt a rush of excitement as I finally emptied myself completely.

As Fiona slowly regained her composure, straightening her back and breathing deeply, "Haaaa... Haaaa..." I pulled my shaft out of her pussy with a satisfying 'plup' sound.

She then expertly adjusted her dress to cover her partially exposed voluptuous buttocks, before she turned to me with a warm smile and complimented me, "You performed perfectly, just as I instructed." With a pointed finger, she directed my attention towards the trio of middle-aged, slender and attractive women in the corner, explaining that I would receive an extra point for volunteering and another for flawlessly executing her instructions while demonstrating for the others.

Grinning with satisfaction, I wore back my tulga and made my way over to the three women, each of whom wore a standard tulga for women, but with unique embellishments adorning the fabric around their waist and midriff tube top.

"Name?" asked the woman with a deep V-cut cleavage that almost revealed her pointy nipples.

"Orion," I replied confidently.

"And your parents' names?" she inquired further.

"I only have a mother, and her name is Celeste," I explained with a shake of my head.

The woman nodded and proceeded to dip a pointed wooden stick into a wooden ink bowl held by another teacher. She scribbled something down on the piece of paper in her hand and then looked back up at me.

"You currently have seven points," she informed me. "To receive a gift from the village chief, you'll need to earn a total of thirteen points. Do you understand?" she asked.

I nodded in response and made my way to my mat, sitting down between Ursa and Sura who immediately gravitated towards me. "You have a very big penis," Ursa complimented me. "The most suitable for kushi," she added.

"Yes, with a penis like that, it would be hard for your semen to spill outside once you release inside deep inside your partner's womb," Sura remarked.

Although I wanted to grin like an idiot, I maintained my composure and picked out another meaning to their words, which translated into 'We can't wait to have you inside us and experience what Teacher Fiona felt.'

And I couldn't help but agree with their sentiment internally, 'Me too.'

As Fiona asked for the first partners to come forward and re-enact what she had instructed, a girl eagerly volunteered with her male partner in tow. Though I wasn't particularly interested in watching another cock in action, my curiosity to see how two individuals who grew up in a society with barely any kind of sexual education would perform was at an all-time high.

However, as they removed their tulgas and prepared for kushi, I became confused. 'What is going on?' I couldn't help but think.

Why had they been staring at each other for over two minutes now? It seemed like all the boy was doing was pumping his flaccid penis while the girl has already bent over with her perky buttocks him, waiting.

"Take your time, don't force it. Time is not an issue," Fiona said with a knowing smile, as she looked at the boy, who returned her gaze with a nod of understanding.

However, as time passed, I couldn't understand why everyone was patiently waiting for the boy to achieve an erection, which took over five minutes.