The Garden of New Olympia Ch. 03

"Ack! HELP!" Carsen screamed at the top of his lungs.

It didn't make sense as his senses were starting to translate what he was seeing. An enormous alligator or crocodile had grabbed his lower right leg. The sheer power was insane. It was just as powerful as Nia, but the threat and instincts weighed in his mind. The power of the crocodile was in the ability to ambush prey that was near the water. Foolishly, he had jumped into the water without thinking of the consequences. However, another part of his mind was telling him as he was being dragged up onto the muddy edge.

There was no hostile life in New Olympia. Indeed, he had no pain. The enormous crocodile had him by the jaws. The strength and power of this alone could more than easily crush him if it wanted to, but he could notice that a pair of hands were also hoisting him.

"Wha! What's the meaning of this!?" he protested.

He could fully see that this was some sort of giant crocodile woman. She was almost as big as Nia. She was fully naked, but he hadn't had a chance to evaluate her fully. What he did see were breasts. She was fully walking out of the lake with her catch. Her jaws were significant but not enough to fully encase him. The teeth of this woman should have pierced into him. The force was light, but there appeared to be a reason why his body hadn't suffered significant damage.

Radiating from the reptilian woman's mouth was that of a magical aura. It glowed pink and came from the crocodile's jaws. She was also using her hands to project this power unto Carsen further. Even if the teeth dug deep into his flesh, her magic quickly countered the continuous damage. He wasn't even bleeding from it. Instead, there was only a mild form of prickling against his flesh.

"Healing magic?" Carsen questioned. He felt his body being pried from the jaws of the creature. His adrenaline was dying down more and more, and the feeling of fear was quickly going away. This giant woman was in the process of putting him down on the ground. She had opened up her mouth and carefully dropped him onto the grass.

"Coming!" Nia yelled as she came barreling through the bushes. She had just reached the scene of events when the giant scaly hand was waving the additional magic over his body. Not a drop of blood was spilled, and the man only felt a slight tingling sensation over him.

"You!" the ogress yelled. "Leave my mate alone! Nia come clobbering giant gator!"

Carsen had a brief chance to look upon the ogress as she walked up and openly challenged the giant crocodile. Water was still dripping down his sides. The towering woman balled her fists and slammed them together, causing her gut to shake. However, the human waved his hand to let her know that he was alright.

By now, Carsen had a chance to fully evaluate what had caught and brought him off the lake. She was another towering mythic. She was an anthro alligator or crocodile and stood on two hardened legs. She was beefy and stood at the height of 8 feet, being slightly shorter than Nia. Her face consisted of a large pointed snout much like a crocodile. She had a large tail that protruded from her rear. Most portions of her body were covered in hardened green and brown scales. However, the front side consisted of much softer tissue. This was a lining of very smooth, almost white scales. She had large, firm breasts and nearly the same size as Nia's. She had four scaly fingers on each hand. A small amount of wet black hair lay on one side of her shoulders from the top of her head. Her reptilian eyes looked down upon the two as her arms were crossed to her chest.

"Like making a run to my lake?" the crocodilian woman said. There was a faint accent in how she spoke.

"I.....recognize that accent," Carsen noted to himself. "Egyptian mythic?"

"You grab, husband!" Nia said with a grunt. "Time to beat dino to the ground."

"I'll bite your swiny-little head off giant pig-girl," the unknown woman responded.

"Nia, it's alright," Carsen gestured. "She was using healing magic on me. I don't feel a thing."

"That's right. My name is Neb'hetep, daughter of Sobek and Meshkenet." The crocodile woman swished her hair, tossing much of the dripping water off. "Why are you two making such.....lewd noises near my home."

"Your home!?" Nia angrily replied. "Garden of New Olympia belong to everyone. This isn't your lake."

"I still live here. Crocodiles like me enjoy the swamp-lake."

"I almost thought that you were a dragon by your looks," Carsen noted.

"No," Neb'hetep swished her tail to the water. She created a large splash. "I tried to make my sleep here when I'm interrupted by the great roar of your swine friend. You shook the water from the scream alone!"

"You know what I think of your claim," Nia said with defiance. She lifted one of her legs lightly, and a loud fart erupted from her rear end. It echoed in the forest, and she snorted.

"Heh....," Neb'hetep reacted with a slight chuckle. "I don't recognize your kind. Are you a part of the Blakey family?"

"What?" Nia responded.

"Are you related to those swine fairy tale mythics?"

"No, Nia ogre." The ogress took her thumb and proudly pointed it to herself.

"An ogre?" the crocodile seemed to think about it. "I've met many mythics during my time, but I know so little of the ogres.....or at least never met one in person."

"I'm assuming that not all mythics have had a chance to properly meet with one another," Carsen commented.

"I was born as far as four thousand years ago, human. Your memory gets foggy after so many years and new mythics that come about. So many.....rats....."

"My name is Carsen, and this is Nia," the human introduced themselves. "Nice to meet you, Neb'hetep."

"A proper act of respect from you two. No....I've never met Nia before. Heard of ogres but never knew met them face to face."

"Few ogres," Nia added. "Not many. Me.....son and daughter....that's all."

"Ah....I will need to get a chance to learn more about you then. Of course, there are not many of my kind either. Sobek got around with Meshkenet, Reneutet, or the stray human mortal from time to time. After Meshkenet's passing, he's usually around the snake goddess more than ever."

"The complicated relationships of deities," Carsen commented.

"You can't expect for a marriage of thousands of years to go unhindered."

"Why you interrupt mate and I's fun time?" Nia asked.

"Why do you talk like that?" Neb'hetep countered. "You talk in proper English and then go to butchered English, back and forth."

Nia snorted and almost took a step forward. The crocodile woman seemed somewhat pleased that she so easily agitated her.

"Now, now," Carsen countered. "There's no need for us to get violent." Nia lowered her anger down. "Everyone comes to the Garden of New Olympia to relax and make love."

"I know that," the crocodile woman said. She made a big sigh. "Perhaps it's been too long since I've seen another." She looked at the scenery. "So much land and so few people to take up its space. You've been the first to make enough noise to stir me awake. What year is it?"

"2350."

Neb'hetep lowered her head and eyes. A slight wave of sorrow filled her vision before she quickly chased off the thoughts. "Ten years.....ten years of sleep. Forgive me."

"Urhm....," Nia grunted.

Carsen looked at his body and tapped the sides that she had bitten down into. "It's alright. You healed me up pretty good. I would have needed a healer mythic to save me."

"I am a healer," Neh'hetep countered. "I didn't inherit my parent's powers, but I had the gift of healing magic that you saw earlier. Hmmm.....perhaps we should sit down. I'm used to being in the water, and it's.....heavy being out of it."

"Weak lady," Nia poked fun at her.

"We can sit down," Carsen gestured to the nearest tree. Nia seemed to acknowledge the idea. However, the crocodile continued to move forward. Nia grabbed Carsen's hand and held it close to her. She still didn't fully trust this other woman.

It didn't take long before all three reached the base of two nearby trees. Cool heads prevailed as each one sat down. Neb'hetep seemed the most comfortable to be sitting on the grass. She pressed her back to the bark and stem and breathed a sigh of relief. Carsen was next as he sat not far from Nia. The ogress landed with a butt slam to the grass. It shook the nearby vicinity from where Carsen sat. The couple had a chance to look upon the crocodile goddess.

"Ah.....," Neb'hetep," said. "Much better. My feet were killing me, and I wasn't even out of the water for two minutes."

The goddess woman had almost webbed scaly feet. They were nothing like human feet consisting of four protruding clawed toes. She pressed her hands to her stomach and even provided a smile from her large pointed snout.

"So.....tell me about yourselves," Neb'Hetep asked. "If you've come to wake me, then I at least have some right to learn about you." She took her hands and continued to squeeze the water from her long black hair.

"Well, I'm Carsen," the human explained. "Raised in the main city of Leo-Duffergrande, here."

"I don't recognize an accent in your voice, so you're definitely raised here, although your complexion tells me something else about you."

"I was supposed to be born on Aphadus when I was a baby before the real parents had to give up on me."

"Ah....one of the many raised orphans taken to New Olympia. I see. And.....you're ogre friend?"

"Nia is my name," the ogress explained. "Born.....sometime in 1986.....I think. Grew up in a village near the Liberian and Guinean border on Earth. One night in 2003, I go and fetch water, but...something happened." She tried to recount the events that Carsen already knew all too well. "I went and drank the water, and something.....happened. I started to transform. Didn't know at the time....that a rogue mythic warlord had poisoned....no cursed the water. Some plot to make an army for himself of the African people. It was stopped, but there was one casualty....me. My body changed. I grew.....ugly, big, but powerful. Wanted to kill others that stood in my way. Filled with rage."

She held out her hands and looked upon them almost in disgust, but she gripped them tightly before she brought them to herself.

"But the Coalition found you, didn't they?" Neb'hetep asked.

"Yes. I was saved by the mythics and brought to a safe place. They tried to reverse the damage, but the curse was powerful. My mind get foggy.....get dumb.....hunger for meat.....sex.....violence. Still does at times. They had to use powerful magic to save me. Finally, my mind worked again.....realized that I was.....this....." She gave a brief snort but held back the desire to cry. "Mythics save me, but the cost was that I could never see my family again. I couldn't tell them that the gods existed....about me. They gave me the ability to transform to human for brief times, but...."

"You were still trapped in your form?" Neb'hetep added.

"Yes. Form don't change....this...," she pointed at her head to imply her mind. "The curse made me into a mythic, but I thanked them for saving my life.....stopping me from being an instrument to hurt others. I still feel the desire to pummel things, but I learned that my abilities could be used to help others instead. I felt happy.....I served as a guard for the gods. When we created New Olympia, I serve the security force as a fellow soldier. Feels good. Sometimes get to smash things.....for the good guys."

"And taking a good long break," Carsen remarked as he lovingly tapped the ogress's leg. "That's how we met."

"Humans and mythics are the same. They love. Not easy for Nia," she snorted. "Brain goes in and out. Ogres never always liked.....violent.....disgusting.....fart.....smelly....but few humans like ogres. Human man," she gestured to Carsen with a firm grasp on his shoulder. "Man love, Nia. Like the few that I meet in past. Rat people take many men, but.....sometimes.....people just like it rough."

"Ha, ha," Neb'hetep replied with a chuckle. "Don't feel bad, Nia. Your smell isn't that bad from my location. I've had my share of rejections. Had my human mates off and on. I agree....sometimes you just find the right man, and they sweep you right out of the swamp." She looked at her clawed hands. "Of course, with me, I don't want to have children. It makes it a little hard when I find the wandering man around here who wants to be a father. It just causes me to sit here and drift off to sleep again."

"I barely even knew that your kind existed till now," Carsen said.

"My father still gets around. Women still come flocking to him when Reneutet isn't spreading her......well.....I guess I can't say legs since she slithers. Although, my father prefers just about anything, really. No, with me, I usually prefer a more.... solitude life. Even during the old Egyptian days, I had a few worshipers, but I generally wanted to stay out of the way of the big ones up there." Her pointer finger pointed to the core of the planet.

"Sounds like a lonely life," he noted. He wasn't showing much sympathy for her but acknowledged it.

The crocodile nodded. "You get used to it, but I do well.....plus I sleep. Besides....," her eyes were looking at his body. "I learn to be opportunistic at times. I will say that I do find your pairing to be....delightful."

"Heh," Nia laughed. "She starves for sex. Jealous of tiny man and strong ogre pounding each other."

"Well, when you put it so vulgarly as that, I don't know. No.....I mean, how do the two of you.....fuck one another?"

"With mighty pelvic thrusts!" Nia took her hand and pounded it to her chest with pride.

"Almost," Carsen replied, but he seemed partly setback in answering that question. The tiny hint of hesitation was something that the crocodile could see quite easily.

"Ah...." Neb'hetep responded. "As one of great strength is at the mercy of another."

"Umm....," the human seemed to disagree with her. "I think you misunderstand."

"Hmm. It does bring up something, however." She took her hand and playfully manipulated her breast in front of him. "You prefer bigger women?"

Carsen looked upon her body and couldn't lie that Neb'hetep was rather pretty for a woman of her type. Each mythic had its own sets of looks and physiques. The crocodilian was nothing more than a reserved and somewhat collected version of Nia. Unlike the ogress, the other flowed like water, willing to bend to the desires of her counterpart.

"I.....do," he admitted. Nia didn't like where this was going.

"Hey!" the ogress started to get stern to her. "Stop trying to take my mate!"

"Oh? You do realize that New Olympian laws freely recognize a two female on one male coupling?"

"What you think, giant leather bag!?" Her voice was picking up more and more. Her balled-up fists showed that she was ready to fight her to ensure that Carsen wouldn't fall for her.

Carsen had to make sure that Nia wouldn't jump into a fight with another. Love was a serious matter to the ogress. Even with a mind that had to be dulled down, she was still dangerous if tempted into a fight. Not to mention, Neb'hetep was a goddess. An ogre was little more than a sledgehammer going against a magical wrecking ball. However, something did trigger in his mind. Nia was snorting as the crocodile began to give a healthy smile with her large row of teeth. Carsen could see that Neb'hetep didn't necessarily portray malice but more of sly. She showed no fear toward Nia and only seemed to push further in her argument.

"I was thinking of taking Carsen," She said as she put her hand to the top of her snout. "How about it? I lay on my back, and you fuck me hard." She pretended to swoon. It was the final trigger for Nia.

"That's it! Time to pound gator into the dirt!" Nia exclaimed. She slammed her fist into the ground as she stood up. "I bang little man! Love Carsen. You no take!"

"Wait, Nia!" Carsen asserted himself. "I have an idea."

The human had put his hand on the ogre's leg. She had her teeth clenched as she was about to charge into the goddess. Neb'hetep remained lazily relaxed on the tree as if she almost expected the ogress to get angry.

"And what idea would that be, Carsen?" the crocodile asked. She seemed more than ready to entertain the idea he might have.

"Nia, Neb'hetep might be the one we're looking for," he responded.

"What? What you mean?" Nia asked. Her anger resided some as she looked down at the human.

"Neb'hetep might be the one that could help us. She's a healer." He looked at the crocodile woman. "Nia and I could use your help."

"My help?" Neb'hetep placed her hand on her chest. "What would you want from me?"

"Nia and I are....we're trying to have a baby. I love her. Nia's been the perfect woman for me ever since we found each other."

"Carsen right," Nia added. "Good at sex.....good at everything.....be good father."

"The.....one problem that we have is that it's difficult to conceive."

"You two can't have children? I'm no fertility goddess. You can always go to the pylons and call for a fertility deity to use their magic to fix that."

"No!" Nia waved her hand. "No magic. First child was fertility magic, but second time.....second time, I get pregnant with no magic. Human and ogre make baby with no help."

"We prefer doing it the natural way. It....makes things exciting to make the effort all the time, knowing that Nia might just get pregnant. It makes it fun."

"Yes, fun." The ogress said with a smile. "Many days of fucking and pounding. I want a day that I carry another baby inside me."

"In that case," Neb'hetep answered. "You just keep doing it till you finally get pregnant."

"We're worried that it might lead to....," Carsen said while he looked at his pelvis and stomach. "The sex is very intense. Our lovemaking is beyond a doubt incredible, but it's leading to....injuries."

"Carsen, weak little man," Nia showed a hint of embarrassment as she scratched the back of her neck. "Had to see many healer mythics. I'm sorry."

Neb'hetep smiled with a hint of glee in her posture. "Such passionate lovemaking. You truly love each other, but the ogre side of you rules over when you two make love. Nia, how did you get pregnant with your second child?"

"We bang! We bang for seven months till baby grow inside. Poor Lethabo. He had many injuries. First child, we try for year and finally give up."

"And how long have you two been at it?"

"So far, about a month," Carsen said.

"Hmmm...." Neb'hetep asked. "When was your last period? Assuming, of course, that you have them?"

"I bleed one week ago," Nia answered.

"So, you still have periods. And the last time you had a child?"

"Seventy-two years."

"Long time. Assuming you have a period once a month, correct?"

"Once every two months."

"Hmmm....I see."

"That's where you might be able to help us," Carsen jumped in. "I have an idea that Nia and I go at it. We go and have sex, and we really get into it. We use every form of muscle and aggression that we have available. I think that.....despite our attempts, I might not be able to impregnate Nia."

Neb'hetep looked at his member. "You don't seem to be less endowed than most of the men that I've seen. Nia's big, but it hasn't stopped others of my size from getting pregnant.....or at least the ones that could get pregnant without the help of magic. I've heard of humans impregnating dragons while they were in their original form. Determination works."

"I feel like the best idea is that I go as deep as I possibly can, and she uses all her strength to hold me as deep as possible when I release. When we do, you use your magic to heal me. That way, Nia can't injure me or kill me in the process. Plus, maybe our sex will be even better that she could get pregnant that way."