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This "Three Word Prompt" commission was written for Miles4. Their words were "Amazon, Sizeplay, Worship" and the story contains M/F sex between consenting adults.

The Guardians' Chosen

Antonio was barely awake, just conscious enough to be aware of sunlight against the lids of his eyes and his morning wood brushing the loose sheets cast over his bare body, when he heard a voice cry out from somewhere on the street beyond his home.

"They here! T-the Guardians!"

The jaguar sat bolt upright in an instant, eyes bulging no matter how they ached against the sudden intrusion of the sun. His ears twitched and he heard footsteps, many racing footsteps upon the earthen paths outside. Desperately he leapt out of bed, grabbing the same t-shirt and shorts he'd worn the day before simply due to their proximity, and without even stopping to think about giving his erection a chance to diminish he bolted out of his bedroom, over to the front door, and out into the street. Alongside dozens of other men, practically the entire adult population of the village minus those who had been chosen during the Guardians' last visit, the lithe feline raced to the village square. He expected to have to push through the crowd to get a good look at the Guardians, but upon reaching the square, Antonio realised how foolish a thought that was.

Ever man already present was on his knees, and even if they hadn't been, the dozen ten foot tall, muscular women standing around the well at the centre of the village square would still have been clear for all to see. He hurried up to the backmost line of villagers already kneeling around the Guardians, and with a reverent, awed moan dropped down himself, bowing his head in respect for just a moment before it rose again almost of its own accord, and stared up at the powerful figures who for centuries had protected this village and kept it a veritable paradise for the men who lived there. And in exchange for their protection, for the safety and health of the village and all who inhabited it, all the Guardians asked was that once a year they visit, and choose one man apiece. One of each of the dozen species who inhabited the village, to sire a dozen new children.

Six would return to the village when they were born, and be raised by the man who had sired him. Meanwhile six others would remain with the Guardians wherever it was that they lived even deeper in the rainforest, to grow into six powerful, hulking demigoddesses themselves who would take up the mantle of protecting their menfolk. This was the way it had been for centuries, and of course this was how Antonio himself had come to live here. Raised by his father, though in truth all the village's children were raised by the community, but born of a Guardian.

And now, for the second year since his eighteenth birthday had granted him the right to participate, Antonio had the opportunity to be chosen once again.

He stared up at the dozen women, not just at the jaguar but all of them with their broad, muscular frames, visibly defined muscles beneath their shining, luxurious coats, and utterly bare bodies. He drank in the sight of their beauty and their strength. He admired their ample but firm chests, and the tone and definition of their stomachs leading down to the curve of their loins. A tremor ran down Antonio's spine, and his morning wood throbbed as relentless as ever within his shorts. He tried not to let his mind wander. He fought not to sexualise these demigoddess' powerful bodies during this sacred ritual. But, for the last year his fantasies had been of little else but memories of their naked bodies, and the stories from those who had spent a night with them and dared to speak of it to their closest friends and companions as they lay together at night, cocks rock hard and lubricating oils close at hand. For that reason he couldn't help but drink in the sight of those bodies knowing full well what his body would do with those visions later on, and Antonio continued to do so right up until he and practically every man in the village tensed up and jumped slightly in their silent reverence as one of the Guardians spoke.

"You. I choose you."

A powerful oppossum with gold studs piercing up and down the outer edges of her ears and similar golden bars through her nipples stretched out an arm, and pointed across the crowd to a plump male oppossum in his late thirties. Antonio grinned. Luca had never been chosen before, and though he and his husband were very happy together, and Luca had always raised his husband's now five year old son from the mouse's own chosen year with the greatest love and devotion, the whole village knew that there wasn't a man amongst them who did not hope they would be chosen at some point themselves.

Bashfully after being dragged to his feet and pushed forward by several friends, half unable to believe that the Guardian was actually pointing at him, Luca stepped forward from the crowd. The ten foot tall oppossum knelt before him to find herself eye to eye with the male, and stroked the side of his blushing, awe-struck face with a single fingertip.

"No more waiting."

She murmured tenderly to him, though her voice boomed loud enough for all present to hear.

"I choose you. Do you accept?"

Feverishly, so swiftly and giddily that several villagers in the crowd chuckled though still kneeling in reverent respect themselves, Luca nodded. Even the Guardian before him giggled though, and leaned forward to plant a delicate kiss on his lips, before wrapping an arm around the male, lifting him off the ground as she stood upright, and prompting carrying Luca's giggling, squealing form off into the jungle slung carelessly over her shoulder.

"I choose you."

Not long afterwards, the acouchi guardian raised a hand, her wrist laden with beaded stone bracelets, and pointed to Gabriel. Antonio shivered in a mixture of joy and a little jealousy as the eighteen year old acouchi leapt to his feet with a whimper, and grinned in wonder down at his father who was kneeling next to him, beaming with pride. This was Gabriel's first ceremony, and though Antonio knew there was no known pattern in the Guardian's predictions regarding age or whether you had been chosen before or not, it still made him worry that because one of the village's younger guys had been chosen it made his own chances somehow lower.

A white furred, red eyed mouse with gorgeous purple and blue body-paint traced across her torso's flawless coat chose next. Then a bat, wrapping her chosen companion up in her wings as he ran to her and bowing her head to kiss the top of his as they shuffled away together still entwined in that initial embrace. An armadillo whose armoured plates were painted with all manner of different symbols of a language that Antonio knew to be the Guardian's own tongue chose next, and pointed at the man kneeling directly to his right. When Renato pulled himself upright Antonio saw that he was far from the only guy here to already be sporting an erection, and as the male armadillo pushed his way through the crowd, Antonio blushed as he made a mental note to see if Renato and his substantial bulge might be up for some mutual relief and fun sometime after this year's ceremony was past.

Caught up in his momentarily flirtatious thoughts of one of his fellow villagers, the jaguar almost missed the Guardian of his own species taking a step forward. Her rumbling purr cut through all other sounds in the village however, and drew Antonio's attention back to her in totality. There were twenty seven adult jaguar in the village, and though that was less than there were of a couple of the other species who made up the population, Antonio tried to tell himself not to get his hopes up... though he knew it was a futile task. He took a deep breath as she scanned the crowd, taking the time unlike the others to walk the entire way around the well as though seeking to ensure that all present knew she had considered every possible candidate. The male jaguar didn't dare let the breath out as she slowed upon her return to his side of the well. He trembled as he saw her left hand twitch by her side, and then...

"I choose you."

His eyes widened.

He looked around hurriedly, checking to see if any of the other village's jaguars were in the immediate vicinity.

They weren't, and yet, still that hand seemed to be pointing in his direction.

Almost like it was pointing at him.

Almost like she had actually chosen him.

In a daze, with whispers of congratulation and wishes of good luck from all around him, Antonio rose to his feet. With his erection leading him he stumbled forward, and as he left the crowd he gave a soft, mewling gasp as almost immediately the jaguar Guardian swept forward, wrapped one arm around his backside and the other under his shoulders, and lifted him up into the air and into a tight hug.

"I choose you."

She whispered a second time, purring as she pressed the male's face to her chest, and felt his erection straining against the firm, muscular flesh of her stomach.

"Do you accept?"

Antonio's cock twitched again. He groaned happily, desperately into the breast against which his muzzle was pressing in that moment, and nodded with all the sincerity and urgency he could muster.

"I... I accept."

*******

Quite what happened after that, at least for a brief while, Antonio didn't know. He heard and felt the Guardian carrying him begin to move. To walk no doubt away from the village and towards the jungle's edge. With his face buried between her breasts however and in no hurry to leave that position, he saw nothing of their progress or her route. What Antonio did know was that after a minute or two of walking, he found himself getting dizzy. Not quite motion sick like when as a child he and his friends had swung out on vines over the lagoon and it had felt like he'd left his stomach behind on the bank. But, similar, as though his body was moving much faster than it was either aware of, or should have been possible for it to move. Sounds seemed to blur and shift around them. He saw some flashes of light, not bright and clear or green-tinted like the sun through the jungle canopy, but a whole kaleidoscope of colours around the edges of the jaguar woman's bountiful chest. Only when the dizziness faded however did she release her tight grip upon his body, and Antonio cried out in surprise and laughter as he was gently dropped, though not from any great height, onto his back upon what felt like an impossibly soft, luxurious and absolutely huge bed.

Feeling light upon his face, the jaguar looked up and saw himself gazing at open sky through a silky, pale and translucent fabric set up to form a huge tent supported by thin, supple wooden poles. His ears twitched as he heard sounds of pleasure, cries, moans, yelps of ecstasy from not too far away, and as his head turned to either side, Antonio blushed deeply. To the right of the chamber in which he was resting, divided by only another of those soft and semi-see-through fabric partitions, he saw the gold piercing laden oppossum bouncing up and down upon another large bed, with a smaller body lying between her legs and holding her around the waist, crying out to her as she rode him. To his left he saw the white, painted mouse lying down with her back arched and hands grasping at her own breasts, while between her legs he could see the lower half of a smaller, male mouse protruding, a hand feverishly masturbating his cock as his face no doubt lay buried between the Guardian's legs.

Before he could seek to identify the source of any of the other cries ringing out though, Antonio felt hands upon his chest. Upon his t-shirt, teasing, tugging, pulling the garment up and over his head as he gasped and moaned. Soon his head was free, and he stared up once more at the woman who had just settled down onto the bedding beside him. He watched and trembled in reverent wonder as the hulking jaguar woman ran a gentle hand down his smooth, fluffy furred torso, and hooked two fingertips under the waistline of his shorts. She didn't pull them off entirely right away, but simply exposed the source of the tent that had been present within the garment from the moment they were donned Another deep purr rang out, and Antonio groaned as he felt a single finger as thick and long as his six inch member caress the underside of his shaft with its very tip.

"Today, you will sire a child within me. Our child, to be loved and cherished for the rest of our lives no matter with whom they are raised."

The Guardian murmured, and Antonio nodded eagerly.

"I... I will, I swear. And... they will be. If we have a son, I will raise him and tell him of his mother's love and dedication, protecting us each and every day. And, if we have a daughter, I will think with pride and joy of her and redouble my efforts to make sure that our village is worthy of not just her mother's protection, but one day her own as well."

The words fell from his muzzle so easily, so naturally it was like he had been waiting to say them for years. The guardian giggled, and now she moved to slide the male jaguar's shorts entirely clear of his body.

"Mmm, I chose well this time."

She purred as she rolled over onto her back alongside Antonio, and licked her lips as the naked, trembling jaguar rolled onto his side and stared at her far larger, far stronger figure in both joy and undeniable desire.

"Today, Antonio... we will create new life through our passion, and our dedication to one another."

The Guardian moaned as Antonio scrambled up onto all fours, and shuffled over the naked, purring, waiting woman.

"But... beyond that, the rest of the time we have together, this day and night we are to share... it is ours to do with as we wish. To explore, to indulge, to feel all we are capable of feeling for one another."

She spread her legs as Antonio knelt between them, and moaned happily, shamelessly to the smaller male as he grasped the base of his erection and leaned forward not simply to press it to her pussy, but to slide it up and down her outer lips, and graze his cock's tip against the bountiful, plump and protruding nub of the the ten foot tall jaguar's sumptuous clitoris.

"Then please, beautiful Guardian..."

The male jaguar half purred, half growled lustfully in return as he watched and felt the powerful figure shudder in pleasure under his touch.

"...let me show you exactly how I feel for you. Let me show you a lifetime of gratitude, centuries of respect and adoration passed down from my ancestors to me in honour of your efforts to protect my home. And please, honoureed, glorious Guardian... please let me show you what I have been dreaming of, fantasising of since the first time I witnessed one of your visits to my village with my own eyes. Of worshipping you, adoring you... a-and not just performing a duty, however honoured... but making it the privilege and the greatest joy of this small, mortal body to make you cum, and make you scream long and loud enough to fill a lifetime of passionate memories."

More firmly and playfully all at once as he spoke, Antonio continued to rub and tease his cock's tip against the large and obviously incredibly sensitive clitoris of the huge, hulking, but now writhing and gasping, mewling jaguar. He watched her pussy convulse hungrily, desperate to be filled. He watched her back arch and her face contort in bliss, and only when he fell silent in his simultaneous plea and promise to the Guardian did she tremble, pant, and stare up at him with a joyous, longing hunger burning bright in her eyes.

"Oh... oohhhhh, Antonio. I chose very, very well this time, didn't I?"

The smaller jaguar blushed, but beamed as he bowed his head forward, planting a gentle kiss upon the powerful woman's stomach before kising a little lower, and lower, and lower still even as one of his hands ran teasingly up her thighs, fingers and lips prepared to meet at their shared destination.

"Yes, beloved Guardian."

He purred a moment before his fingers spread the lips of her nether regions apart, and his muzzle sank down upon that protruding, tempting target of her sensitive clit.

"I may be a little biased, but... I think you did."

By Jeeves

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