"Since you like us so much, why won't you stay with us?"
"I... I want to be with you too. No, I will save you!" Atalante looked at the thousands upon thousands of children surrounding her, her mind spiraling into a trance.
"If you're going to stay with us..." Little Jack giggled, "then why won't you marry our Daddy along with us?"
"Marry your... Daddy?" Atalante was completely bewildered.
Suddenly, the crowd of children parted, creating a path. At the end of that path lay Haruka Kasugano, stark naked, with his "Holy Sword" standing tall and majestic.
"That's right, that's our Daddy. Marry him and be our stepmother, okay?" Little Jack coaxed.
"No, impossible! I hate men..." Atalante cried out in panic.
Her words immediately drew the ire of the surrounding children.
"Don't you love us?"
"Are you going to abandon us?"
"You... you liar!"
"No, I'm not a liar!!!" Atalante was overwhelmed. She stared at Haruka Kasugano's massive "Sword," her mind going blank. I have never seen... such a powerful man...
Pushed and prodded by the horde of children, she was forced toward Haruka Kasugano. Thousands of tiny hands held her down, forcing her to sit upon him.
"No... stop it..." Atalante screamed.
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"Wait... just wait a second!"
Atalante was pressed down by the children until she was kneeling before Haruka Kasugano's legs. She braced herself with all her might, trying not to be forced to the ground.
"Why does it have to be this Daddy? I can be your mother on my own!"
Little Jack's face immediately turned cold. "That won't do. A family without a Daddy isn't a complete family!"
"But..." Atalante tried to argue.
Little Jack interrupted, her expression darkening, "I think you just don't love us. You say you like children, but you're just full of empty words!"
"That's not true! I'm not just saying it! I truly want to love you all!" Atalante panicked, her heart racing.
At that moment, the thousands of children began to chant in unison.
"Mommy, get married! Marry Daddy~!"
"We want a Mommy, and we want a Daddy~!"
"We want more little brothers and sisters~!"
Atalante's pupils shrank as the voices echoed around her. Slowly, she began to lose herself. Looking at the titan beneath her, she couldn't help but swallow hard. Finally, she gave up her resistance, letting the children press her down.
"Aieeeeeee—!" Atalante let out a tragic cry. "Don't... there's no foreplay... it's going to hurt..."
But the children didn't care. They swarmed her like octopuses—some grabbing her waist, some her arms, some pinning her thighs, and some even hugging her feet.
"Hey, hey... what are you doing?" Atalante cried, her face pale with fright.
The children shouted together:
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!!!"
Then, everyone exerted their strength and lifted her up.
"AH!!!" Atalante screamed in pain.
Then the children shouted again:
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!!!"
They slammed her back down with full force.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH—" Atalante's eyes rolled back from the shock. "Stop! It hurts so much..."
But the children ignored her, continuing their game of "Lifting High."
"1, 2, 3~!"
"AAAAHHH—"
"3, 2, 1~!"
"Ughhhhh—"
Back and forth it went. Atalante's tongue hung out, and saliva began to leak from the corner of her mouth. She had lost her senses. Feeling the sensation below, she forgot how many years it had been since she had felt such stimulation.
Atalante was born in the natural paradise of Arcadia, a princess. However, her father desired a son and neglected her, eventually abandoning her in the forest. Artemis took pity on her, and she was raised by a mother bear's milk. Out of gratitude, she became a devout follower of Artemis.
As an adult, Atalante became an unparalleled hunter, slaying the Calydonian Boar and sailing with the Argonauts. She was pestered by countless suitors, so she decided to determine her marriage through a footrace. She had never lost until a suitor, aided by the power of a goddess and a deceptive plot, finally beat her. She was forced to marry him.
Specifically, after the boar was slain, her father reclaimed her. He wanted her to marry, but Atalante, having sworn a vow of virginity to Artemis, refused. She agreed to marry only if a suitor could beat her in a race; losers were executed. King Schoeneus agreed. Many died until Melanion appeared.
Melanion prayed to Aphrodite for help. The goddess gave him three golden apples. Every time Atalante was about to overtake him, he would roll an apple in front of her. The apples were so alluring that Atalante would stop to pick them up, allowing Melanion to win.
They married, but because Melanion failed to give thanks to Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love felt cheated and vowed revenge. She used magic to enchant Melanion, overwhelming him with lust. He lost his mind and dragged Atalante into a local temple to copulate.
The owner of that temple was the Great Goddess of the Earth. She was already grieving after killing her favorite priest in a rage; seeing the couple defiling her temple turned her sorrow into fury. She cursed them both, turning them into lions. In Greek mythology, it was believed that lions could not mate with each other.
Thus, Atalante gained her beast-eared appearance. Since then, she had never performed the "rites of Zhou" with a man, even after her death. Because of this history, she loathed men. Her love for children became her only love—a distorted one.
Now, surrounded by children, she was filled with joy. Yet, being forced to perform such a base act with a man was truly difficult to accept.
However—the resistance in her heart did not hinder the pleasure of her body. After being "lifted high" countless times, Atalante's long-sealed pleasure was finally unlocked.
"Ah! Ah! Waaaah! It's... too... big..."
"3, 2, 1!" The children continued the game.
Initially, because there was no prelude and she was too dry, the forced union was agonizing. But after so much friction, Atalante was already drenched. The pain had vanished, leaving only endless... pleasure.
"Ah~!" Atalante shrieked.
Haruka Kasugano, lying on the ground, enjoyed the service provided by the children and the rhythmic impact of Atalante's firm curves.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
This felt amazing! Though Atalante's frame was slight with no excess fat, she was a world-class athlete. Her body was exceptionally tight, every muscle line full of aesthetic beauty. Combined with her slender limbs, she was a natural model. Her muscles had a unique elasticity, and her flexibility was superhuman. Her body felt tight, springy, and remarkably soft all at once.
Facing such a perfect body, Haruka Kasugano could no longer suppress his urge. He sat up abruptly and hugged Atalante tightly.
"Ah~! You filthy man... who gave you permission to sit up?" Atalante hissed through gritted teeth.
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Atalante wrenched one hand free from the children's grip and grabbed Haruka Kasugano's head, cursing, "Bastard, who said you could sit up?"
But Haruka Kasugano was unfazed. The children around them intensified their pressure.
"Mommy, don't you like Daddy?"
"Yeah, why are you fighting?"
"Stepmom... is so scary!"
Hearing this, Atalante quickly retracted her hand, panic in her eyes as she explained, "No, not at all! I was just... playing a joke on him~!"
Seeing her yield, Haruka Kasugano immediately pulled her into his embrace.
"You bastard—you..." Atalante started to curse him again, but one look at the children forced her to shut her mouth and force a smile.
Haruka Kasugano took the opportunity to roam his hands all over her. His "demonic claws" ravaged her midriff, while his mouth slowly moved down—from her beautiful chin to her lustrous jade neck and snowy skin.