Blessing of the Patriarch


	Deep in the heartland of the southern jungles, only myths and legends could emerge from such a dark, dangerous place. Countless tales of cannibal natives or vicious wildlife devouring explorers whole were some of the many stories propagated from the deep and untamed jungles…but within these myths, beautiful truths emerged. Truths only dreamed of by those who lived beyond the woodlands. 

Nestled near a shallow river, lay a quiet village, dashed with well kept huts, a smoldering rocky fire burning in the center. From one of the huts, emerged a young female, only in her teens, but sporting a proud, taut round belly. The Patriarch had blessed her, as he did all other females of the tribe around this time. Once a year, a ritual would take place; in this tribe of lagomorphs, sporting long lop ears, short noses and little fluffy tails, once a year the Patriarch would bless a few females in the village…It was rather arduous because simply put, every single one of the villagers was female. A male was born once only every 50 years or so, and that single male would grow to become the next patriarch. The females sowed the nearby crops, fought battles against local wildlife and other competing tribes, fished and gathered herbs for medicine, and those who were blessed would be tended to by the other members of the tribe.

It was a worrisome time, some of the elder matriarchs began to worry that a Patriarch would not be born for a few more years…that their current Patriarch would eventually become too tired to bless and serve his village. One such female however, that young teen girl, only about 13, was said to be the lynchpin. It was spoken of by the more faithful that she would be the one to bear the first Patriarch of the new harvest…it seemed mad, that such a young girl could be the one to have the honor of bringing a new Patriarch into this world? 

Patriarchs were often born of strong, mature females who had fought in battles or brought in huge harvests…this girl was far too small to bear such an honor. Yet as time went on, the village noticed that her belly had grown rather large compared to the other blessed females…it was said in legend that the female who bore the Patriarch, carried the largest burden. Her belly looked as if it carried twins, another rarity in the village, but those who carried faith, knew she was the one to bear the one sole male in 50 years.

A few weeks ago, she had participated in the monthly ritual to encourage growth, the Patriarch doing his part to bless her, taking her into the night as he did the other females he had impregnated, performing a special ritual to plead to the Gods for a healthy birth, and then using his own mighty tool to “feed” the unborn directly, his mighty turgid girth sinking deep into the girl’s folds, pressing to the mouth of her womb and erupting in a climax that pushed his healthy “milk” directly into the baby-chamber of the 12 year old, encouraging the unborn’s growth and feeding them with a meal that would sate their growing appetite.

This day however, as she arose with her pregnant peers, she felt a bit, off…dizzy today. The other taut bellied women rising from their beds to carry out their daily tasks, all being adults with heavy milk filled breasts and round bellies. Some shuffled past the young girl, but one stopped curiously, her blue eyes meeting those of the 12 year old, her head tilted. “What troubles you, young one? Did you sleep soundly?”

The young girl nods, a bit unsteady…but feeling light headed, before feeling a kick at her belly, and a tightness in her groin. “I-I…I feel weird…my belly, it hurts!” The elder female’s eyes widened, and she called to her sisters, calling to a nearby warrior elder. “The young one! Her time is nearing!” The strong female warrior wasted no time, picking up the smaller rabbit in her strong arms and carrying her bridal style. “Then to the Patriarch at once, the birth must be consecrated!”

Up on the hill, a modest hut lay near a rocky enclave by the river, within came the sounds of the blessing…a few loyal females, wet nurses, tended to the blessing of a child. The mother sitting proudly at the foot of a rug, sporting her own newly taut pregnant belly, while she listened to the grunts of the Patriarch, and the moaning of her 4 year old daughter. The mighty male looked quite different to those around him, being a good foot or so taller than the mighty warriors of the village, he was not muscular, but toned and experienced. His body bore the scars of decades of work, of toil in the fields among his peers, for a Patriarch was not only expected to bless his tribe, but to work for it too. His powerful, experienced fingers held the delicate form of a 4 year old rabbit girl, his thumbs hooked under her arms as the girl drooled and shuddered beneath his mighty form. 

She was receiving her first ever blessing, females were far too small and fragile when newborn to receive the blessing of the Patriarch, his penis thick with a bulbous strong head, easily 10 or more inches long and thick like a mighty tree, it would easily break even the strongest of warrior females if he went all out. His hips however were gentle, he knew his duty, even when the head of his cock visibly bulged out of the belly of the little tot beneath him, he never crammed more than half of his manhood into her tiny vagina. Her poor little cunny was stretched wide, the once chubby little mons now nearly at it’s breaking point as she received him. The mother sat proudly, watching as her daughter was fucked ever so gently by the trusted Patriarch, the man grunting, his eyes shut as he took his time with the little girl. His cock sank deeply into her underdeveloped body, kissing her tiny cervix with every thrust inward, his haunches getting a bit more determined now as he felt that barrier. “I have…found her…” He croaked, referencing the entrance to her womb, the mother’s eyes lit up and she gently reached out to take the grasping paw of her little daughter.

“I am so proud of you, my child! You bring honor to our name…just a bit longer!” The little girl was scared but her brain was wracked with powerful emotions, pleasure being at the forefront, her 4 year old cunny barely able to handle such a massive cock inside of her…the grunting of the Patriarch began to escalate, the wet nurses looking on silently as they watched the tiny girl be fucked as her mother watched happily. Soon his grip on the toddler’s body tightened, and he began to pull her a bit harder, his mind doing it’s best to fight off a primal instinct to not hurt the little one…he pulled her down again and again, before he felt the mouth of that little womb struggle, fight…and then eventually open! He groaned in bliss, letting out a guttural howl as he stretched the womb of the 4 year old around the bulbous head of his cock, and his mighty, fat nutstack lifted before finally churning violently. The mother’s eyes lit up again, and she could feel a warm gush of fluids from her own womanhood seep down her thighs, her nipples hard as diamonds as she watched the belly of her little girl slowly grow. The 4 year old moaned and shuddered in confusion, her little body trembling as her own orgasm washed over her, powerful gushes of virile semen pouring into the babychamber of the little bunny girl…it would be many more years before she would ever see pregnancy, but this first blessing was one that all were given. The Patriarch groaned and panted, sweaty and exhausted as he came hard…deep down he had to admit, while he enjoyed blessing the women of the village, blessing the youngest girls was what he looked forward to most...if only though, a male would be born…he could participate in the greatest honor of them all!

The mighty rabbit Patriarch shuddered as his orgasm washed over him, the first few gushes staying inside of the 4 year old girl before the rest began to gush out in massive plumes onto the floor, the wet nurses approaching to help hold the tired male up and remove the squirming little girl from his penis. The mother watched carefully as the lead gently lifted the girl from his cock, and set her on her feet, the girl remembering her duty, standing on wobbly legs on her own and clenching her groin tightly, keeping the Patriarch’s load inside of her cute little belly. The mother leaned forward to kiss her daughter’s forehead, smiling wide, “I am so…so proud of you my child…you bring honor to our family!” The toddler beamed with pride, droplets of semen oozing from her red and sore cunny onto the floor, the Patriarch catching his breath and smiling, reaching forward to gently pat the little one’s chubby buttocks. “Your future is strong little one..I can see it!” The toddler smiled, turning around to bounce cutely “Thanku, Patwiach!”

The male smiled warmly, while his wetnurses cleaned off his penis, a couple of them stealing a few licks of semen from his spent cock, the rest using rags to wipe off his hefty nutsack and messy thighs. Though within moments, he stopped them, his ears perking up. He could hear the calls of his villagers, and unsteadily, he got to his feet. A wet nurse carried his staff to him, and with a semi-hard cock, he carefully stepped from his chambers out into the open, the sun beaming down on his toned body and erect penis, still drooling cum and little girl fluids onto the ground. He spotted the strong warrior female, frantically carrying the 12 year old girl in her arms. “Patriarch, her time is coming! We must prepare for the newborn!”

The Patriarch, though tired, knew his duty, and nodded, “Of course…this way! Quickly!” The mother and the 4 year old girl watched carefully as the warrior woman quickly brought in the spasming 12 year old girl, her belly trembling as the Patriarch followed carefully. The wet nurses quickly laid out the birthing rugs, and laid the teen down onto the floor, withdrawing medicine from a nearby shelf and quickly rubbing her belly with a mixture of salve and herbs…soon the young girl’s face went from that of pain, to relaxation, to calm. 

Heaving a sigh of relief, the Patriarch thanked the warrior, the two exchanging kisses to the cheek out of respect, before she left the room. Only the wet nurses, the pregnant girl, and the Patriarch remained. By now the whole village was gathered around the hut, a few trying to peer into the windows to see the ritual…word had spread that this girl carried the next Patriarch, and with that thought in his mind, he began to pray silently. He prayed to his Gods, that this newborn baby be the next, mighty Patriarch, to take his place one day at head of the village, that the next 50 years be one of great harvest, and even greater blessings.

Then, setting aside his staff and reaching down to stroke his spent cock back to full hardness, he shivered softly, the girl staring up at his mighty full mast…a nearby wetnurse hurried over to rub another herb filled salve onto the Patriarch’s manhood and fat nutsack, the male shuddering softly as he felt himself rejuvenated, his cock finally surging to life once more, drooling precum as his refractory period was completely dashed. He was ready once again to perform his most sacred of duties…to induce birth.

The wetnurses moved aside, and carefully he took his place between the legs of the 12 year old girl, her belly still twitching as he laid his hand gently upon it. He could tell, this tummy was much larger than usual, males were always larger, and without his help, the girl could die trying to give birth to this large baby! He laid a kiss upon the girl’s belly, smiling as he held his cock gently between her thighs, “My child, the Gods smile upon us all today…for I know deep in my heart, you carry a Patriarch.” The wet nurses look at eachother with shock, how could he be certain? The male rabbit guided his throbbing cock gently to the vulva of the 12 year old, pressing it forwards and making the girl grimace, she couldn’t help but feel a bit of pain from her belly, the unborn baby eager to come out…she panted and moaned as his powerful cock began to spread her underaged pussy open, just as he had done to the 4 year old from before.

Carefully he eased into her, moaning softly as he held one paw on her belly, the other on his girth, inward carefully he pushed his mighty haunches, eventually bumping her cervix about ⅔ of the way in, “I have..found her..” he croaked silently, shivering as his large toes curled, this girl felt just as tight as the toddler from before…he had to be careful though. A proper blessing meant not cumming until the baby was out, and he had to balance his own pleasure with the needs of the new mother…he felt the unborn baby within squirming about, almost pawing at the entrance to her womb. Carefully he pushed further, helping the girl, the young mother giving a shrill squeak of pain as her cervix was pushed open, and the Patriarch’s cock entered her womb, making direct contact with the unborn infant within. He shuddered, feeling the baby squirm against his cock, his balls constricting, pleading for release. The Patriarch moaned and threw his head back, pushing down his needs and slowly fucking the girl…the 12 year old moaning and panting as her womb was gently thrusted into, the baby inside squirming more and more, its tiny little paws grasping the cockhead of the Patriarch, making the male bunny gasp with delight. 

“I-it has found me!” He hissed, the wet nurses bowing their heads and praying happily, knowing the baby was alive and well inside of the mother, ready to emerge. With a few more thrusts, the Patriarch groaned and shuddered, pressing deeper and deeper, his cock now sliding along the unborn frame of the baby, now was the most important moment…to find out the sex of the unborn. He shivered, his paws grasping the 12 year old’s belly as his cock sank deeper and deeper…soon his balls were pressed against the buttocks of the girl, and he tried his best to concentrate. His cock was lodged between all four limbs of the baby, the tip of the head throbbing with the need to cum…if he could just feel…A BUMP!! He felt it, he felt the bump of a miniscule cocklet, pressed against the glans of his mighty adult penis, it was a boy!! “A male! A Patriarch! The Gods have given us a Patriarch!!” he roared in glee, the villagers outside erupting in howls and cheers of joy, the unborn was a male!! At long last, their prayers were answered, the women kissing, jumping for joy and hugging one another.

Within the depths of the 12 year old, she felt another heavy contraction, the girl groaning as she felt her time coming, and carefully the Patriarch withdrew his protesting cock from her womb, the movement inducing a swift push from the girl, and with the withdrawal of the male’s mighty cock, followed the smooth form of a newborn bunny, covered in fluid and carrying the cord of his mother behind him…it was indeed a boy, a little tuft of hair on his head as he emerged smoothly from his mother’s vagina. The girl heaving a sigh of relief as her baby was born, the wetnurses rubbing more salve onto her tummy and head to help soothe her. The Patriarch produced a knife from his belt, holding it high into the air with the blade up, “Bless this child, Gods of Fertility!!” He yelled, before swinging his arm down and cutting the cord of the newborn in one swift motion, the baby’s lungs filling with air as he took his first breaths and cried out, brought into this world by the lewd acts of the Patriarch…just one act remained.

With a warm smile, he took some soothing salve from the bowl near the young mother, and rubbed it across the baby boy’s head, stomach, and soon his plump little rear end…newborn females were never blessed by the Patriarch on their birth, but the males were the only one who could not only handle the blessing, but were honored to get it.

He held the newborn baby bunny in his hands carefully, laying him atop the softening belly of his mother, his little entrance aligned with her gaping vulva so that she may also receive the soothing blessing of the Patriarch. Carefully he aligned his throbbing, impatient cock with the anus of the newborn baby, shivering carefully as he felt the very Gods ease him forward…the soothing salve helped the baby relax, his eyes still closed as he felt a massive intrusion against his plump little butt. The baby gurgled quietly as the mother watched in awe, the Patriarch shivering as he pushed his cock forward slowly, letting out a moan as that tiny little anus began to stretch open…the little cocklet of the boy twitched and responded to the stimulation, blood rushing to the tiny organ to inform the world of the baby bunny’s pleasure. The Patriarch beamed with pride, sinking his throbbing cock deeper and deeper into the bowels of the baby just minutes old as he lay upon his mother, his little limbs squirming and kicking as he felt his anus stretched wide. 

The Patriarch groaned, lodged inside of the bowels of this newborn, his cock being squeezed so very tightly as he sank deeper and deeper, managing to cram half of his mighty adult penis into the newborn, a bulge showing in through the belly of the baby before he stopped. He panted, his orgasm was denied from before, and he needed to finish now, he panted and held the baby by his hips, shuddering as he carefully worked his powerful cock in and out, his massive nutsack swaying back and forth, slapping the vulva of the 12 year old mother, his grunting becoming louder as he called out to his Gods and his people, “Bless this…new baby boy…bless this little Patriarch…may he lead our village to greatness!!” The hut was filled with the rhythmic squelching and slapping sounds of the mighty male fucking the newborn, the wet nurses looking on in awe and lust, fingering themselves quietly as they watched the baby receive his blessing.

The baby boy began to let out his own little moans and grunts, feeling his little ass stretched so wide, he could feel his little insides being pushed aside by this mighty cock within him, and before long the Patriarch’s thrusting became more desperate, sharp stabs deep within the bowels of the newborn as his orgasm built rapidly, “Y-yes…yes!! Bless this boy! Bless us all….oohh Gods above, YES!!!” With a mighty roar, the Patriarch slammed himself home, burying his massive cock balls deep into the bowels of the newborn baby, his insides pushed apart as the girth bulged just beneath his ribs, before his belly began to inflate rapidly. The baby’s eyes opened, and he let out a wail of pleasure and surprise as his entire body began to radiate with a powerful warmth that erupted from the Patriarch. The mighty male bunny roared and moaned again and again, his paws holding down the newborn to his haunches, his cock throbbing violently inside of the baby as massive gushes of pearly, sticky spunk began to pour into the newborn. Gush after massive violent gush, past the roars of the Patriarch, the wet nurses could hear the gushing, and the churning of his mighty nutsack, all of the women in the room fingering themselves to their climaxes as they watched the belly of the baby inflate rapidly before the excess pressure sent gushes of cum pouring from his poor little ass. Thick waves of cum oozed from the baby onto the pussy of his mother, soothing her as she watched her baby receive his blessing. The Patriarch shuddered as his cock fired off 4 or 5 massive gushes into the bowels of the newborn baby bunny, before he carefully withdrew himself and rested his mighty cock onto the cute little bits of the boy beneath him. 

The baby groaned as that thick cock was pulled from his ass, a thick gush of cum pouring from his gaping anus before his eyes were set upon the mighty tool of the Patriarch between his chubby thighs, the mighty male bunny grunting as his massive sack flexed and throbbed, firing off huge ropes of creamy seed onto the face of the baby, the gushes flying off and landing on the chest and face of the 12 year old mother, and landing beyond them near the altar about 10 feet away…the Patriarch grunted and shuddered, blessing the mother and her baby with a few more powerful jets of cum before he gripped his cock and sank it back into the sensitive vagina of the mother, making the 12 year old moan softly as the Patriarch rammed himself back into the womb of the girl, shuddering as a few more thick blasts of pearly semen painted the insides of her now vacant baby chamber.

After several minutes, the Patriarch had finished, his sack finally spent, his body weak as his mighty cock softened slowly inside the vagina of the girl he had impregnated, and beneath the newborn baby he had just copulated with. His seed was splattered across the faces of the baby, the girl, and parts of the room, a huge pool beneath them all as he panted…his duty was complete.

With weak arms, he gently hefted the weight of the newborn baby boy into his arms and lifted him towards the sky, “This boy, shall lead our tribe to greatness, he is our next Patriarch! May his life be long, may our village thrive under his leadership, may he bless our people with mighty warriors!” The wet nurses cheered, and the villagers outside the room roared again in joy, knowing the ceremony was a success, and the next Patriarch had been born. The Patriarch lowered the baby boy into the arms of his mother, who was wiping the cum from her face as she smiled and began to cry tears of joy, holding her baby in her arms, she kissed his face happily. “Thank you…O’ Patriarch…thank you for blessing me with him!”

The large male smiled, reaching out to caress the cheek of the baby, feeling pride in his task and in his tribe for producing a healthy new leader to one day take his place. It was to be a legend told only within the depths of their jungle, talked about as myth by the people from beyond the woodlands.