The Garden of New Olympia (Erotica Short Stories)

Hello everyone, my name is CMed. I will make it brief and quick about me. I was a college student who got a Major in History before going into the realm of the military. I am a Navy Veteran that has served for six years and wanted to become an author and book writer near the end of my military contract. 

The goal of the Garden of New Olympia is to serve as a hub for fans or newcomers to contribute to making Gabatrix and Tales of Heroes a bigger universe. The first four chapters are written by CMed (The Universe of CMed) for free. However, the rest of the chapters are done as commissions only.

Each commission can consist of a random couple or group of your choosing. However, there will still be “some limitations” on how such an act will be done. In “The Garden of New Olympia,” couples or random characters are trying to find love, a mate, or to be with someone or some group. This can include everything from vampires, werewolves, demon-like characters, and other possible “evil” characters. It’s their purpose to find companionship. I would ask that the commissions reflect that. I have the right to turn down commissions that would involve murder, snuff, pedophilia, rape, or the act of hurting another to reach the act of sex. In the Garden of New Olympia, all characters are there of their own volition. They choose to be there and willingly accept to find someone to enjoy their time with. I also ask that some main characters from the books, primarily from the Gabatrix series, be “locked.” This is because their fates or directions are already written or in the process of being written.  

With that said, Tales of Heroes and Gabatrix are filled with characters. These can be the future generations of gods or mythical characters. While Tales of Heroes has sexual encounters with such religious or mythical characters, I ask you to be mindful of respecting “current” religious characters or religions. For example, Egyptian gods or goddesses are significantly less offensive in roles because they are worshiped significantly less than tens of thousands of years ago. Things can always be bent, however. For example, if Shiva and Parvati (Two major known religious gods of Hinduism) got together and had a child in the 22nd century, that person can become a character in the 24th century of the Garden of New Olympia. This would be ethically acceptable since it’s a made-up character that wouldn’t have any sacrilege (Or at least significantly far less sacrilegious concepts).

Each chapter is $40 for a commission. This is to help not only pay for the time to write the story but to help pay for the upkeep in making them. I make it my goal to reward those who commission me and promise that if enough chapters are made in “Garden of New Olympia,” I will publish the collection of stories into a book to be sold in the market. In addition, every commissioner will receive a free copy of the group of stories into a paperback book signed by me from then forth. For commissioners, you may choose to be anonymous or be identified by the audience for your generous offer.

If you are interested in commissioning me to write erotica for you, you can contact me via email at cmgm39mead@gmail.com or by contacting me from the website where you obtained the information about me. If this becomes exceedingly successful, I will work on the next “Garden of New Olympia Part 2” to continue and so on. So, feel free to contact me, and I will happily negotiate with what you wish to have.

What if we live in a galaxy that the deities exist?

What if we live in a galaxy where myths were real?

Long, long ago, Earth, in its prime, had managed to help serve as the cradle of life. Through there, other life had evolved and gained enough intelligence to eventually vacate into the cosmos. It was the destiny of those lifeforms to find new homes. Earth was considered a place of beauty and remarkability. Many forms of life had existed and either adapted to their environment or faced extinction. It could even be argued that societies had concluded that it was impossible to maintain civilization on Earth indefinitely. Of course, such necessities weren’t necessarily out of the actions of the outside environment but the actions of the people themselves.

Earth was once a place of profound beauty. Some religions and beliefs had pointed to the aspect of the Garden of Eden. This wasn’t just the possibility for life to initially develop but served as a place of paradise. The Garden of God, of course, is only one of many different possibilities in a myriad of beliefs and ideals. Even if Eden did or didn’t exist, the very aspect remained. Earth was not as it is now. It was a place where great forests, grasslands, and life-filled oceans coincided together. Now, it remains as a barren death wasteland as the orange muck suffocates all life from further developing. Today, Earth is little more than the “Planet of lost cause.” Very few live on it, and those that do, go to profound lengths to ensure that they survive against the toxic effects of the environment.

Instead, humanity has been given a distinct miracle. The hope of folding space has served as the mortal hope for survival. New worlds were found, and new colonies were established in several solar systems. The Age of Gabatrix has arrived. While Earth remains a fickle aspect of its past self, humans have found new places to call home. Cebravis is, by many, the new Garden of Eden. Few religious aspects had even claimed that god or the gods had given the planet to them so that the same mistakes of Earth were never to be repeated. While science, agnosticism, and atheism have pushed out many of these beliefs, the past religions of ancient Earth still survive to some lengths. Even as far as the 24th century, there is the equivalent of “modern Christians, Muslims, Hindus, and so forth.” There were so many different cultural and significant stories that had been passed on and changed that it was almost impossible to document all of them. However, technology is on humanity’s side. It was also possible that Cebravis was a new beginning for the human race. It was a second chance to ensure the past wrongdoings were never repeated.

The fact was that humanity was never alone when it came to intelligent life evolving on Earth. Ancient stories, fables, and other beliefs had indicated the concept that there were other types of “humanoid” creatures. Some would call them monsters. Others would call them heroes. But, in the end, very few truly knew of their existence.

Why was that the case? If there were other forms of life, why didn’t they make their presence more well-known? It wasn’t to say their existence was wholly muted, but with the lack of evidence and historical loss, these…..“mythics” would be lost in the day-to-day life of human existence. While there were whispers, very few believed that anything else other than human beings evolved on Earth. If it doesn’t appear in front of us, then it shouldn’t exist, correct?

There is an interesting idea that the reason why humanity knew so little about the “mythics,” was due to the fact that there were so few of them. Almost a thousand years ago, it was believed that something would lay waste to many of the so-called “gods, mythical creatures, or mythical characters” that ever existed. Even before then, many of these famed mythics had entered treaties and basic compromises with one another. Taking up human form, they would ensure that the mortal humans would never know of their existence. By then, famed religious wars and crusades had dominated the newer growing religions. The mythics knew that they were to blame and that any further involvement would only bring further bloodshed and violence to the human race. The “Coalition of Deities” was the outgrowth of this secret society. Magic would only be used if it was necessary and never to be seen in front of human beings.

The Coalition worked despite the countless attempts to undermine it. It did its part in establishing that the existence of creatures other than humans was little more than a fairy tale. The Coalition numbers would grow in strength as the human population exploded. The mortals that did know about them promised to keep their existence a secret as they became husbands, dear friends, or wives. Many were given lavish places to live and enjoyed being with the mythics as lovers and companions for as long as they lived. Others enjoyed the life of becoming parents as the magical abilities either diminished or spontaneously arrived in the offspring. Even then, the numbers of the Coalition were never on par with the billions of humans in return.

However, while the mythics had done their part to remain quiet, a few did get involved in helping “push” humanity in the right direction. The fact was that Earth’s environment was on the decline. The mythics could not get involved with human destiny because “they choose” to make their world into a hellish landscape. If the mortals wish to destroy themselves, then that’s their choice, and they have the right to believe in such an action. The mythics were immortal, after all, and even a hellish landscape was something that never truly bothered them. The mortals could render themselves extinct, and the mythics would have Earth to themselves.

This didn’t mean that the mythics were without mercy. The need for companionship remained. If the mortals were gone, then that cornerstone would be forever lost. Children had been born from the mortals that disagreed with their parents’ desire to “remain neutral.” Using their human forms, the mythics would do their part to remain hidden while introducing things here and there to help expand upon human technology. It would give humanity different options if the worse came into existence.

The fact was that technology was more than pivotal when it came to human survival. As the mortals realized that the damage to Earth was permanent, the choice had to be made. It was time to leave. Earth was abandoned as Mars was made into a new home. Ultimately, Gabatrix would make his famous flight, and the humans would settle onto new worlds.

But what of the mythics? For a long time, the humans continued in never knowing the existence of monsters, gods, and creatures. Instead, the mythics chose to live on Luna while most of the humans lived on Mars. The so-called “lunarans,” or “lunarism” belief was little more than a deception of the true identity of the mythics. By then, the numbers continued to grow as the few mortals continued to take up a mythic as a lover and companion.

The fact remains that the mythics were never the same as they were thousands of years ago. The Age of Gabatrix had arrived. The mortals were finding new worlds to live on, and it was ultimately the time for the mythics to find a new home. A great white ark was constructed on Luna and used to “ferry” the lunarans to a world that they could remain hidden.

It is where we stand that we can gaze upon the new home of these mythical pilgrims. They had indeed found a new place, and it was the least likely of locations. To the mortals, the mystery of the lunaran ark and colony was something that confounded some. However, the course of settling on new worlds quickly superseded those questions. Mortals were interested in finding anything other than Mars to live on, and they got their wish.

But where are the mythics? The star stands as a monument of its harshness, and we begin to head away from it. It doesn’t take long to reach the first planet. Red dwarf stars and their worlds have to be close to one another. The first planet orbits its star almost once a day. It’s so close that it can become bathed in radiation and sheer heat. There is no hope of any life here while we continue to head away from it.

We then turn around and look upon the next planet that comes into view. Much like the other world, it’s remarkably close to its parent star. Its surface is that of sand and dust. Its orange and yellow hue glows on one side, while the other side is covered in darkness. The planet is tidally locked, forcing one side to face the star. Any indication of life is mute as the atmosphere gets routinely blown off by the severe solar flares that the star gives off.

Yet, it is here that we slow down and witness that of activity. This is abnormal activity as we can see scores of a dozen large white cylindrical vessels that remain in formation. Their goal is to stay in place and protect the world from harm. Not far from it is a floating distant white constructed gate ring.

This is known as the colony of New Olympia. A known world of the United World’s Alliance. The seemingly barren world of devoid life is actually quite busy than most are aware. The lunarins have long staked this place as their home. It baffles mortal scholars that question the sanity of why anybody would want to live here. With such fierce solar storms, the ability to live on the surface is beyond question. Yet, the people had chosen to live here.

Little does the outside know is that the New Olympians had found the perfect home. It’s a place that no mortal would ever want or ever desire to claim. Its location was almost a secret until the New Olympians sent a single ship to negotiate the wish to join the UWA. It was best to make sure that the humans knew about New Olympia but remain in the faithful guise of what was inside.

We begin our transition towards the barren planet. It gets closer and closer till the surface comes quickly, rushing up to meet us. Below, we can see one of the great hatches. The multicolored pinwheel is painted on the front with a series of flashing lights. This is the first doorway that leads into the interior of the colony. These hatches are large enough for the enormous dreadnoughts to fly into it.

Finally, we get close enough that we go through the door. We are greeted with the interior of New Olympia. Buried under a heavy layer of rock, the seemingly vast network of caverns spans endlessly. This is the first part of the ruse to fool the wayward mortal traveler. A large dockyard persists for the traveling ships to dock and depart the tourists that come. The great chasm connects to multiple hallways. The interior also holds a massive door past the main entry point. For a vast majority, many consider the door as a connection point to the construction and repair bays for New Olympia’s defense fleet.

Little do the human tourists know that the New Olympians that come to greet them are the same mythics from Earth. They still use their human forms to fool the mortals that they are talking to other human beings. Instead, the tourists and onlookers are given the wonder that the New Olympians had accomplished much. They had managed to create vast underground homes safe from the punishing solar storms and radiation.

Of course, the tourists are instead given a rather….unique opportunity. New Olympia has garnered attention as the great mystery colony, but mortal orphans are brought to this world. The New Olympians will raise the children and babies as their own offspring. The reputation of New Olympia as the “Orphan Colony” or “The Colony of Adoption” has existed for fifty years. Tourists are isolated and spoken to. Safe from all possible prying eyes, the human forms are dropped for the humans to express their utter shock that there are other beings, other than humans, that exist. The New Olympians are the continuation of the great mythics and their struggle to find peace and prosperity in the galaxy.

The tourists are given a choice. They can choose to live in New Olympia and welcome the possibility of finding a mate, lover, or companion to be with. They would be given a lavish lifestyle of their choosing. For the New Olympians have everything in their hands. Magic and technical science have been woven together to create the world that everyone desires.

The proposal can rarely be ignored for many of the tourists that arrive, especially the bachelors. The promise of a good life and a life of relative peace and harmony goes beyond what Cebravis could ever give. The elderly can be given a second chance to be young again in exchange for finding another bachelor that awaits them in New Olympia. No doubt, many are beyond tempted, but such a concept does have a small price…..

The Garden of New Olympia was beautiful as it always was. There were various sets of flowers that grew from the grassy thicket. Sets of birds could be heard chirping. It was a pair of red and brown cardinals that flew together to establish their nest.

Jeremiah gave a big sigh of relief. The walk was tiring, but the soft grass felt comforting to his feet. He had just eaten not that long ago and was debating if he was going to pause and rest.

There was a stirring in the man’s heart. At times, he called out for anybody that was in the vicinity. His voice went far and wide, echoing in the forest with no response. A day of traveling warranted no success on his part. He was debating about canceling his journey through the great garden. There were better ways to find others, but the thrill of eventually finding someone of romantic interest had remained. If anything, it only made the idea of discovering a person interested in mateship or marriage ever the more sweeter.

“There has to be someone here,” Jeremiah said in his gravelly voice. There was no hint of an accent in his voice. He looked at himself carefully and had almost forgotten that he was naked. He felt free of the confines of rules and laws. This wasn’t to say that New Olympia forbade the idea of being naked, but here, it was more than allowed. If anything, it was expected.

He tuned his attention to the left and could hear the distant sounds of running water. His instincts had driven him to seek out water, even if the threat of thirst was not existent. A replicator pilon post was only half a kilometer from behind him. However, he knew that there had to be something there.

Jeremiah decided at best to go to the distant sounds. It was just barely heard in the massive thicket of pine and sycamore trees. At times, the volume of the running water would fluctuate. This would cause Jeremiah to lose track of where he was heading to. Eventually, he would have to adjust his strategy. If he lost track of the sound, he would pause for several seconds. If the sound didn’t return, he would have to return back from where he walked and hope that it would come back.

“Hello!” Jeremiah yelled out again. He heard nothing and shook his head. Not far from him was an apple tree. The fresh red fruit was growing and was ready to be plucked. He decided to avoid going to it and heard the running water again. It was coming due east.

“Last time that I will try….,” he said to himself. “If there is nothing here, then I head back to the pilon and….nah…..” He still couldn’t make up his mind.

He listened to his heart and now knew that the running water was getting louder and louder. He pressed through the light soft branches. There were no roads or any artificially made paths to follow. Instead, another thicket came before him. His eyes started to deceive him as he pressed his hand forward.

His hand connected with a large number of branches as he pushed them away. He stepped forward to notice that he had reached a firm clearing. This area was a vast opening in the forest. The grass had turned almost savannah-like, but it was still soft to walk upon. A slight gust of wind pressed against his body while he gazed at the scenery.

Jeremiah had found another relaxing location. The overheard tree coverage allowed enough light to quickly reveal the site. An alcove of a tiny hill could be seen. Sets of boulders and rocks were piled up together. From the top of this set of stones was a tiny waterfall. It was unknown where the water was coming from, exactly. The water fell a short distance before it hit the small stream. After that, the water would continue to flow in a direction that led into another dense area of the forest.

“No wonder I could barely hear it,” he said to himself. The waterfall would shift at times, causing the volume to go in and out. It was very likely to miss this location completely if one wasn’t too careful. The tiny river and grass would lead into one another. It didn’t appear to be that deep.

He continued to approach it when he finally spotted somebody. His eyes told him everything. Sitting on a tree stump was that of a woman. However, this person appeared to be a deer at first, but he had to remind himself that she wasn’t.

“That’s no deer….,” he quietly told himself.

This woman was nothing more than an anthro gazelle that was half asleep. She stood at the height of about five feet. She was covered in mostly orange-type fur but had white, tan, and black stripes to run across her protruding snout, head, and body. She had digitigrade legs that ended with hard black hooves. Protruding from her rear was a long thin tail that ended with a bushy black tip. On top of her head was a pair of long, almost straight antelope black horns combined with short black cut hair wrapped around her face and back of her neck. She was quite naked, consisting of a pair of moderate-sized furry breasts that ended with a pair of dark tan nipples. Her legs were crossed together that blocked his view of her nether regions. Her thin appearance was quite beautiful and stunning to gaze upon. Even if he knew about the gazelle family-line to a brief point, she was so unique looking.

The soft fur and warm body felt more than comforting to him. Jeremiah lowered his hips and could feel the hard-rigid tip of his raging erection poke into her. He was perfectly hard enough that he could feel the bottom part of her open legs. With a simple adjustment of his arms, he moved her around so that her crotch was in perfect alignment with his erection. Anuket then pressed her snout against Jeremiah’s cheek.

He lowered her body as his member drove straight into her. It didn’t take long for him to be fully inside of her again. They both momentarily gasped from the raw pleasure. Her vaginal entrance had temporarily closed up when he had disengaged with her earlier. His cock was driving that open wide again.

Jeremiah began to thrust hard at once. Doing so would dramatically increase the chances of reaching his climax soon. However, he had to race against the clock. Even if Anuket was light, it was putting enormous pressure on his arm strength. His stamina was going to fade rather quickly if he wasn’t careful. Contrary to belief, holding a person during intercourse was no easy feat to perform.

“Er….,” Jeremiah groaned as he tried to thrust into her. Anuket moaned lightly as she did her best to prevent her weight from transferring too much onto him. If she did, then they would both fall down into the water.

Jeremiah’s balls slapped her anus over and over again. The lewd sounds of his member sliding into her, followed by the thump of his scrotum hitting her, reverberated in the environment. In a few seconds, he could feel his member getting harder and harder. He was using sheer power and endurance to pound as hard into her as possible. The tip of his penis began to flare up.

He was groaning more and more. He would be tapped out of his stamina in another half a minute. However, he could feel his orgasm was coming soon. The friction was intense as he felt like he was running an extensive marathon. He knew that he only had a few feet to run and summoned his last ounce of strength. He pounded as hard as he could.

“I……know……you……can…….do…….it,” Anuket lightly cheered him. She wanted to say more, but even she was enjoying it too much. A small amount of sweat developed from Jeremiah’s forehead. His teeth clenched as she held onto him tightly.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He thrust one last time before exploding deep within her. His member erupted, causing a large rope of his semen to be shoveled deep within her. She felt the sudden rush of cum splash against her cervix. This was followed by more and more ropes that began to be pumped into her.

For a few seconds, Jeremiah stiffened up as he felt the wake of his climax. His scrotum would bounce a little bit while the pulsations continued. Due to her being held up, gravity naturally began to pull down on the excess. His semen began to drip out of her entrance into the water of the constant stream.

“Good……..good,” she replied to him. She nuzzled her snout to his cheek as he could continue to feel more and more warm liquid rush inside her body. Finally, Jeremiah’s strength began to weigh, and his climax came to a close. He momentarily stepped back, but the water halted his move. His mind had forgotten that he was standing knee-deep in water. He lost his footing.

“Wha….wha!” He reacted as he held onto her tightly. Anuket almost had a similar sensation as she held onto him tightly. Amazingly, both had a firm grip on each other while they went crashing down into the water below. A huge sound of bodies slamming into the water was followed by a small wave that flew out in all directions. Both of the two landed in the water, and their bodies were soaked.

Even with all of this, Jeremiah was still inside of her, but he quickly pulled her off him. He looked upon her and lightly laughed. Even Anuket had an almost similar reaction, even if she tried to repress much of the shock. Her fur was matted entirely with water. For around five seconds, the two simply stared at each other.

“That…..was……..that was fun,” Jeremiah commented with a light cough.

“All of it was,” she replied back. She gave a short wave of her hand, knocking much of the water off her head and hair. “For a virgin, you weren’t bad.”

“Thank you,” He paused as he looked at the stream of water. “Never thought I would be doing this.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” There was a short moment when she pressed her hand to her stomach. “I….think it’s time we go to the pilon. It’s time that we get our wish.”

Even if he was short of stamina, he mounted his strength. He summoned the will to stand up. The hardness of his erection was beginning to fade. He was breathing hard, but he managed to stand up. He then held his hand out for Anuket to take.

“Hmm…..even winded, you still possess the strength to help guide me to the pilon,” she commented.

She stood up and looked at her body. She used one hand to hold onto Jeremiah’s hand. Her soaked body looked silly, and she reacted immediately. A slight glow from her pawed hand was waved over herself. This caused the water to fall off her and into the stream below. In less than ten seconds, only her legs were still soaked. Jeremiah could see a small amount of his cum was still leaking from her entrance. It continued to drip down to the water below.

“Come,” he asked her. With that, they both began to leave the stream of water.

“I think I might have a good name for our child,” she replied.

“What is it?”

“I’ll tell you later.”

The man has a facial complexion that is reminiscent of a person from former China. He holds his hand with the accompanying woman. She appears to have a pale complexion and brown hair, almost as if she was European, possibly German. Both are fully naked while they hold hands with one another. Their faces show that of sheer content and relaxation. The silk-like grass is comfortable for the feet. Both enjoy the pleasant walk together, noting the different sites along the way. Finally, they reach a small clearing of grass and fallen blossoms that the trees had dropped.

“Oh, Shen, this…….this was the best decision we could have ever made,” the woman said to the man. Her voice and accent were reminiscent of someone from Mars.

Shen smiled and looked at the woman. “I have to agree, Petra,” he replied back. His accent had an almost thick Chinese accent to it. “It’s……perfect.”

“I never thought that we would ever get a second chance like this. This place…. it’s like Cebravis, but better.”

“It’s nothing like Cebravis.”

Shen stopped and looked at Petra’s physique. She was so youthful. In her nakedness, her breasts were somewhat small but firm. Not a wrinkle existed on her. Her crotch had a nice layer of dark pubic hair that lined almost the entire area. She even placed her hand to her hip to let Shen look upon her. His penis even began to lurch a little bit at the sight of her stunning look.

“You can’t stop looking at me,” she happily commented.

“I……was so used to seeing ourselves less than a couple days ago,” Shen replied. “To be given a second chance…… Nǐ hěn měilì.”

“You’re handsome as well…….” Her eyes looked upon him. Shen carried an excellent physique to his bare-chested, lightly muscular frame. “To be young again….I feel it every time you make love to me again and again. I just…..,”

There was a slight amount of apprehension in her eyes. Her happiness faded, and she gave a brief frown to him. Shen could see it immediately in her face. He let go of her hand and placed it on her cheek.

“I know, my love,” he said to her.

“I just…..going to miss our family,” she explained. “I understand the price of New Olympia.”

“It’ll take time for the both of us. Our children…..our grandchildren…..our family will adjust to all of it.”

“They think we died, though. Is it wrong to live a lie and us to be given another lifetime to live?”

“I stand by this decision,” Shen affirmed her. He lifted his hands up and gazed into her eyes. “The New Olympians are giving us a second chance to live a new life. We had what?.....A few years? Ten more years to live before we would have passed away from natural causes. I worried on which one of us would have gone first.”

“I know, husband,” her hand tightened around his. “I just need to adjust to all of this.”

Shen nodded his head. “I still miss my former husband. Before I met you, he meant the universe to me. Then…..once I found you, I couldn’t bare to go through that again. I’m…..afraid of death, my love.”

“It’s alright,” she confided him. “I want to enjoy this new life. The New Olympians will do everything as they told us. We get to enjoy what they can give us.”

“It’s amazing,” Shen turned to look at the layers of trees. “I sometimes wonder if Gabatrix himself knew about all this……this world.”

“If he did, then he took those secrets to his grave.” She put her hands together. “An entire people of gods and mythical creatures…..all of them wanting to live like us. They made all of this.”

“So much has happened to us in the last one hundred years. I wonder how many of the New Olympians know Chinese?”

“I’m sure there has to be some around here that can speak it.”

Shen took Petra’s hand. They began to continue their trek through the forest. The long walk persisted into the landscape. Occasionally, Shen could see one of the distant pylons. It provided a slight sense of security in an area where one could become easily lost. With the sheer size of the area, there was no doubt that many would lose their way or path. Not every person had the gift to teleport or fly away when they so choose to do it. However, it was something that never bothered Shen. If anything, he wanted to stay in the forest for as long as humanly possible.

“You know,” Petra commented. “The way the New Olympians were telling us…..I would be happy to take another husband or wife.”

Shen gave a somewhat surprised look at her while they walked. “You think so?”

“Yes. The entire goal of New Olympians is to find people like us to fall in love with their own. I wouldn’t have a problem taking up another man or woman to be with us.”

“Are you truly sure, though? We’ve discussed this before in the past. We’ve always been a pair since we ever met.”

She nodded. “I agree with you, but…..we have a second chance to live again…..an entire new life. We can have children again if we want to……or you can get another woman pregnant.”

“I…..don’t know what to say to that idea.”

“I think we can do it, though. If things were like it was a year ago, then I wouldn’t have suggested the idea, but…..”

Shen felt inclined to nod. “But…..you’re right. We have a new life to live. We could have anything we ever wanted and more. I just wonder who would come to meet us.”

“Wisteria trees….,” Shen commented.

“You know of these trees?” Petra asked.

“Barely….I studied up a little bit on flora…..rare plants that grew on former Earth. Cebravis’s museums mentioned about trees that were like these, but they were typically purple colored. I was thinking of…..”

Shen paused as both of them heard something. It sounded like a pluck of a string. It was far distant, however.

“You heard that?” he asked her.

“Yes, I did,” she happily replied. The musical plucking of strings continued to their front right. “It’s coming from the southeast. Honey, I think we should check it out.”

“Let’s go,” Shen let go of her hand as they followed the sound. While they couldn’t see the source since more of the wisteria trees were in the way, they simply listened to the audio. It sounded like a guitar or a lute. There was no singular solid melody. It was more reminiscent of a person playing in the lines of someone trying to learn how to play.

“Our first person to meet in the forest,” Petra noted with a hint of excitement. “I can’t wait to meet this person.”

“Or ‘persons.’” They didn’t hurry to the sound, but there was a slight amount of apprehension in who was playing their instrument. Each step in the grass was taking them closer and closer to the source. Shen walked ahead, pushing the various shrubs and blossoms away.

The volume continued to pick up more and more. The sounds of the plucking instrument would occasionally hit a note and continue. It was very easy to track it. Finally, the couple would reach a small clearing in the forest. There weren’t many wisteria trees in this particular area, but other maples and sycamore types were around.

Shen pressed his hands against the last of the branches to fully reveal everything for him and Petra to examine. The silk grass persisted through this area. Sitting in this grass was a singular character. It was an anthro-like individual, possibly a male. His back was almost turned to the couple. He had brown fur that covered his body. He had long ears that protruded from his forehead and a fluffy brown and white short tail that was near his rear. In his pawed hands was that of a lute. His attention was almost focused on the instrument. He sat cross-legged on his digitigrade legs. His tiny little nose began to twitch as if he was catching the scent of somebody that was nearby.

“A…..rabbit?” Petra asked.

“I……I think so,” Shen replied.

The plucking of the strings had stopped. The anthro rabbit in question had turned his head to look at the two humans as they stepped out of the bushes. He gave a surprised look upon them, almost as if he didn’t expect to see them. Finally, he had to say something.

“I’m……I’m not a rabbit,” the unknown character said in a faint unknown accent. “I’m a hare.”

“A hare?” Petra questioned. She seemed confused.

“Who are you?” Shen asked him.

The hare shifted his butt a little bit on the grass to get a better look at them. He didn’t have a glimpse of content but more of a neutral expression. However, he didn’t appear to be angry or agitated with the two’s presence. As the two walked around to face him, they had a better look at the hare’s physique. This lute-playing individual had a four-string instrument that someone of his size could play. He was about four to five feet in height, although his long ears could have made him look taller. He was slim, not being a muscular person. His face showed way more of his hare-like features. He had a short stubby tan nose and black whiskers that protruded near them. He had a small amount of excess black and dark brown hair that flowed down from his head near his long ears. His mouth was also similar to that of the rabbit family line. In likelihood, he seemed cute by some individuals. However, it took Petra by complete surprise, with Shen even remarking him.

“Wow,” Petra remarked.

“My name is Tommaso,” the hare answered.

“I’m Shen, and this is my wife, Petra,” Shen introduced himself. “We heard your music playing, and we came to investigate.”

Tommaso looked at his lute. “I see…..I figured that if I kept playing that, somebody would show up. Just wish that it was better than it was. Shen, Petra….Hello.”

There was a mild sense of bewilderment in Tommaso’s voice. It was almost as if he didn’t know what to really say to them. He tried to resituate himself.

“I……I apologize,” he continued. “I’m not used to people. I tend to avoid others as much as possible.”

“Really?” Petra asked.

“Yes,” Tommaso explained. He gestured them to sit down. “Is it alright that you sit down? My neck hurts a little bit and….”

“Of course,” Shen stated. They both sat down in the grass. The New Olympian grounds were soothing to rest upon. The silk grass consisted of no harmful insects or critters of any sort. Even the soil was fertile and lightly damp. There was no loose sand to get anywhere. Both Shen and Petra relaxed to look upon the hare. His legs covered up the view of his genitals, but both of them could see an extra patch of fur that lined near his crotch. The frontal side had a nice layer of white fur before it would lead to the brown fur of everything else.

“Ah….,” Tommaso remarked. He rubbed the back of his neck. “Thank you…..”

“I’ve never really seen a hare before,” Petra said.

“You’ve never seen one? Weren’t you educated here?”

“We aren’t…,” Shen interjected. The couple smiled together at him. “We were both born on Mars.”

“Oh! You’re tourist mortals,” Tommaso stated. His eyes showed that of surprise. “I’m sorry. I thought at first that you grew up on New Olympia.”

“No,” Petra remarked. “We’ve just got here.”

“Yes,” Tommaso nodded. “I know of the tourists that make a new life here. Although…..I noticed that you are a couple. That’s usually rare. Bachelor tourists come to make a new life here, but not usually couples.”

“Well…..” Petra smirked a little bit before looking at Shen. “I think the New Olympians refer to us as ‘second lifers.’”

“We were a lot older a couple days ago,” Shen explained. “Both of us were 108 years old before we…..well…..were given our youth again. I’m supposed to be 20 now, but…..it’s going to take some time getting used to this.”

There was a brief moment when the two humans looked upon their youthful bodies. The magical gift of New Olympia was incredible. Petra even grabbed her breast as she noticed the solid firmness of it. She seemed more than pleased with the result.