The Third Lotus Prince is a charming, care-free and lighthearted young boy who proudly stands for justice. His body is short, his bluish-black hair is gracefully long and royally fashioned, and his face has a certain handsome appearance due to his soft, feminine looks. These include his small and round face, his long eye-lashes, his pair of large brown eyes, as well as his soft jawline. Ne Zha has a light build, but a muscular body. He had been trained to combat the most monstrous of foes, and therefore possessed a very fit, healthy physique. The boy has a lively voice that is slightly high in pitch, and is usually brimming with a humorous or energetic charge. From his appearance, many misjudged Ne Zha and produced rash assumptions of his character or capabilities. It was confirmed by many women who Ne Zha truly is in regards of his masculinity. Ne Zha is a divine figure, and puberty has truly grand effects on the immortal.

To start, the young boy's scrotum is above average in size and fills the space between his thighs quite well. As with most of his bald pelvis, the boy's rounded and low hanging scrotum is colored a fair complexion. It possesses almost no wrinkles or blemishes on its smooth and soft surface. Above his large pair of bulbous testicles is his startling, unreasonably large penis. When erect, his cock extends nearly eight fat inches away from his thin pelvis and lean, muscular belly. The boy's sizable stalk of turgid flesh is also two toned in pigmentation and very wide of girth. The upper quarter of his lengthy shaft changes from fair skinned to a tan complexion that compliments the blushing glans of his crown. Ne Zha's foreskin retreats back from the tip of his meaty, round cap and past the ridges of his enlarged head when he is fully erect. His stiff cock retains a slight upwards curve which begins from the lower portion of his member. Bulging, ivy-like veins pulsing with blood wrap around his hot, beefy flesh. These veins are visible from underneath his cock's skin, and provide a bumpy luster to the wide pole of meat jutting out from the prince's body.

It is surprising to see how well endowed this adolescent boy is, his precocious puberty had been amplified tenfold due to his divine spirit and immortal energy. It also may come as a shock to many when they learn of the young one's scandalous secrets. This young boy did not keep his innocence for long after entering battle. It seems that no one can in the battleground of the gods.

(Greek)

Skating away from a lost skirmish, Ne Zha winced as his open wounds dribbled warm blood onto the damp jungle floor. His sash fluttered behind him as he rolled onto his magical Wing Fire Wheels. Although the jungle was more comparable to a forest, it certainly had a humid and uncomfortable air within it. The young boy skidded to a halt, listening for anyone who might have chased him. He wasn't very far from the central lane, but was still in adequate cover. Ne Zha was not callow when it came to traversing the jungle, he had participated in numerous wars between the Gods and had learned this battlefield quite well. The boy's clothing was slightly shredded and wet from blood, revealing the thin red cuts of his injured skin. After judging that he was in the clear, he decided to catch his breath and rest at one of the enormous, fearsome Manticore statues within the jungle. Crouching directly in front of the scrawled writing of the statue, Ne Zha groaned and placed his spear down onto the floor. The Manticore's shadow loomed over him, its bat-like wings unfurled and almost regal lion gaze staring straight ahead. The prince moved his reddened hands to the spinning Wind Fire Wheels under his soles, and removed them. Placing his feet and bottom against the cold ground seemed to provide a small amount of comfort to the wounded warrior, it was like a grounded feeling of reassurance. He blinked slowly and sighed, looking up to the brilliant sky. The rims of the Manticore took up a part of his vision, as did the sage colored jungle canopy. However, the mostly cloudless and vibrant blue sky seemed to smile on the boy as solid shafts of sunlight spread throughout its manifolds. Far off to the opposite edge of the battlefield was the dark, fiery clouds of the chaos breaching into Olympus. Ne Zha's vermilion sash had seemed to lose its hovering ability and now rested onto his shoulders. It came down to his lap, appearing almost alive due to its sheen.

Much like the sun, a magnificent presence suddenly appeared before Ne Zha. He glanced to his left and dropped his jaw in wonder. The Greek Goddess of Love, Aphrodite, smiled at him as she hovered over to the Manticore. Her appealing clothing was very revealing and seductive. The fair-skinned woman was tall and curvaceous, possessing blonde hair in bountiful locks and crystal blue eyes that shone with sincerity. Her face was well proportioned and attractive. Elegant curves outlined her beautiful facial features to emphasize the contrast of her eyes, skin color, and lips. Ne Zha's eyes darted away from her face and basked in the sight of her enormous cleavage, which was put on proud display by her Greek outfit: a fancy blue loin-clothe and skirt hybrid adorned with golden rings, and a daring bikini-like top. It was incredible. Ne Zha was also mesmerized by her long and slender legs, wide hips, sexy thighs, bubbly buttocks, along with her lean naval and tightly defined abdomen. Aphrodite's womanly frame combined her sexy, light musculature with her tall height and plump curves. Her figure was so impressive that Ne Zha could not resist hardening from underneath his crisp, white shorts.

"I heard the jingling of bells and what do I find? An adorable little one such as yourself." the Goddess warmly stated. Her lips formed a cute smile as she approached the young boy. Aphrodite's eyes widened as she came closer to Ne Zha. He truly was adorable, so much so that there seemed to be an attraction to him. His small feet pushed himself up, and the boy puffed out his chest as she arrived at the Manticore statue. With a spin of her staff and a divine kiss directed at his torso, Aphrodite discharged a ray of pink, healing magic towards the injured prince. The massive pair of pink lips and the loud sound that accompanied them them startled the boy, but he felt a comforting warmth from the solid kiss when it collided and fused with his body.

"Thank you, my lady." Ne Zha stammered out, hoping that the Goddess wouldn't notice the bulge protruding from between his legs. The woman's breasts seemed excessively large, as the rounded globes of perfection blocked some of Aphrodite's face from view when he looked up to her. His wounds healed and closed up quickly, and soon Ne Zha was feeling strong again.

"It's what I do, no really that's all it is. I normally never enter this vast, uncivilized jungle. Yet, I'm very glad that I did." spoke the Goddess. Ne Zha's large, beautiful eyes and lashes captivated her. She decided to get a closer look at his fetching face. Aphrodite uncrossed her legs and fell heavily onto the jungle floor. Standing was a bit unfamiliar to her after all the time she spent floating. The Goddess leaned forwards to balance on her staff, and thus brushed her cleavage against Ne Zha's face. He had been close to losing his balance due to the weight of Aphrodite's tits onto his head, but Ne Zha regained his composure and let out a muffled complain. After a moment, he then went silent.

"Eek! Oh, well now that was sudden. Sorry." Aphrodite apologized, her clear and feminine voice rang throughout the jungle. It was then that she noticed where her chest was. Ne Zha's nostrils were blowing warm air onto her bare skin, sending tingles of arousal to her nipples and heart. The Goddess's eyelids fluttered, and she sighed in relaxed pleasure. Noticing her refusal to move her chest out of his face, the almost smothered young boy pushed his blushing cheeks and nose further in between her tits. His hands also came up to grope her breasts. Rubbing the soft pair of tits was an alien action to Ne Zha. He clumsily grabbed and massaged at her cleavage, placing his palms onto her rounded, bouncy breasts. Each breast had a small weight to them, and were malleable. His fingers gently clenched and released her huge breasts with a curious, playful series of motions.

Ne Zha provided a pleasant shock to Aphrodite when he roughly pulled her top down and exposed her light-pink nipples and large areolas. His fingers sunk into her cleavage, brushing against her hardening buds of flesh. Her top slipped underneath her tits and behaved like a shelf of sorts. The buxom cleavage now hung over the bikini-top and rested against Aphrodite's rib-cage, hoisted up by the clothing underneath them.

Ne Zha clutched her opulent breasts and happily moved them in a circular pattern, rubbing his face and ears as well as his hair into her warm chest while pushing and squeezing her tits. His eyes were shut and he was smiling, obviously ecstatic about this opportunity. Ne Zha could hear her quick heartbeat, and he kissed her tits and started to suck on the sensitive buds of hard flesh. His soft, small tongue swirled and scraped onto her wet tits as his lips produced a suction on her surrounding areolas and the buds of flesh themselves. This elicited an erotic squeal from Aphrodite's mouth, that transformed into a drawn out moan. The Goddess was biting her lower lip, appearing drowsy eyed as she felt even more aroused from Ne Zha's caresses. She leaned further onto her staff as she gripped it with two hands, jutting out her firm bottom as she stretched her back. This forward motion forced both her and Ne Zha to fall to the verdant grass below. Ne Zha fell onto his buttocks, his back to the scrawled writing on the giant, stone Manticore statue. His legs were spread, and his bulge was exposed to the world. Aphrodite had fallen onto her arms and chest, her ass was now like a hump in the air with her bent legs placed behind her. Her staff had slipped out of her grasp, and the magical healing beam that connected to Ne Zha had vanished. Aphrodite let out a small groan and looked up to Ne Zha, charming the boy with her wonderfully mesmerizing eyes. The boy was holding his back, rubbing his bottom with an expression of mild discomfort etched onto his face.

Aphrodite then noticed the obtrusive bulge in between the young boy's legs, which was now visible because his green lotus skirt had ridden up to his waistline. She gasped, her wide eyes locked onto the sight of his crotch. With a slow, devilish voice the Goddess rhetorically questioned Ne Zha with,

"Could it be you're feeling this way because of me young one?" her soft voice uttered.

Ne Zha, now embarrassed, closed his legs together and remained silent. He furrowed his brow and sucked his lower lip into his mouth, refusing to look Aphrodite in the eye. Getting erect was a new experience for him, it was difficult to completely cover with his thighs due to its huge size.

Without waiting for an answer, Aphrodite crawled forwards and smirked at the young boy. Her breasts swayed as gravity tugged them down to the grass. Her shoulders moved slowly as she approached Ne Zha, glancing from his attractive face to his impressive bulge. Excited and eager, Aphrodite placed the tip of her index finger onto his bulge, sliding his skirt even further up onto his pelvis and belly. Her finger retreated after Ne Zha let out a high moan, but then poked him again in the same spot. There was a moisture accumulating at the location where she had prodded. A certain smell was also forming, and by now a small circle of wet, discolored fabric had formed at his crotch. Aphrodite snickered and moved her head forwards. Ne Zha could only see the golden locks of her scalp now, and jerked his body when he felt her teeth softly nibble and bite onto his penis from above his clothing. He gasped in pleasure, and relaxed his trembling legs. Ne Zha placed his hands onto Aphrodite's thin neck, sliding them up to her head. She continued her light teasing, gently biting him or licking at the moisture ridden area of where his penis was behind. Ne Zha's head had been secreting fluid onto the front of his shorts, and Aphrodite was finding this watery, smelly juice to her liking.

"Let me take care of this. I'm the root of the problem after all." Aphrodite jokingly announced, emphasizing the word "root" by pinching whatever thick flesh she could at the base of Ne Zha's member with her thumb and index finger. His cock was aching, it was pushing up against the front of his trousers and desired to be more intimately caressed. Aphrodite raised the young boy's legs and slid his trousers off of his legs, moving them as well as the bands at his calves down to his bell anklets. The boy spread his legs and sat his bare buttocks onto the jungle floor, enjoying the soft touch of the earth upon his skin and muscle. Aphrodite tried to hide her surprise when she observed Ne Zha's fully erect, rigid member. It twitched and jumped, standing upwards and solid in its masculine splendor.

"Oh my, this is beautiful!" Aphrodite finally sputtered out, moving her head side to side as she scanned his cock from top to bottom. Ne Zha curled his belly as he slid down the front of the Manticore statue, his lotus cuirass and the back of his head were scraping against the chilled stone but he ignored the discomfort. The boy felt glad when the Goddess expressed her satisfaction at his cock, a small pride had blossomed in his core.

The vixen slid herself forwards and sat on her bent legs. She supported her upright torso by resting onto her knees, shins, and the tops of her high-heel covered feet. The weight of her breasts always did bring a slight strain to her shoulders, so she took care not to pain them too much. Aphrodite built up spit in her mouth and then dragged her palm and fingers over her tongue. She spread her slimy saliva onto Ne Zha's hot penis, stroking it and lathering it with her spit. The boy grunted with an almost feminine moan when he felt Aphrodite's hot, raw hands on his cock. She tugged at his burning penis, stretching his skin up and down as she lubed his cock up with slippery spit. Aphrodite looked down to her breasts and allowed a single, viscous trickle of saliva to fall onto her tits. She continued to do this, spreading her spit onto her breasts as she stroked Ne Zha with her sticky, wet hands.

"You do this too, boy. We both want to get nice and wet." Aphrodite encouraged, smiling at Ne Zha. Her vagina was moist now as well, but she wouldn't go that far with this boy. She was a married woman and adding a minor to her list of adulterous sex partners just wouldn't sit right with her and many, many others. Ne Zha spat onto his hands and moved them to her nipples, pinching her big pink tits and rubbing her wide areolas. Aphrodite sighed and moaned softly, whispering soothing and dirty words of encouragement to Ne Zha. The Goddess of Love expertly judged that her breasts were sufficiently lubed up now, so she clapped her tits together and swept her knees forwards.

"Lean back and just enjoy. If you feel like something is coming, tell me immediately. Okay?" the Goddess passionately ordered. Ne Zha let out a weak, anxious sound of agreement. His scrotum appeared to melt down onto his thighs, sinking deeper between his legs. Ne Zha's cock twitched once more, sending a dribble of seminal fluid out from his urethra and down to his veined shaft. Aphrodite slid her breasts forwards and locked his cock in between her cleavage. She moved her breasts over the sides of his long and thick cock, slathering more spit onto his penis. The friction of her wet breasts sinking onto his penis and rubbing against his sensitive skin sent an immediate blast of overwhelming pleasure to Ne Zha's mind. His loins were numbed a bit as the soothing feeling of Aphrodite's breasts onto his cock spread throughout his loins and buttocks.

The Goddess bent her forearms and placed her hands in front of the respective shoulder of the arm they belonged to. With this, she could squeeze her massive tits together and tighten her slippery hold on Ne Zha's penis. The sides of her forearms, as well as her elbows nestled against her tits, pressing onto them and tightening her hold onto Ne Zha's cock. Aphrodite sent another trickle of spit down onto his glans. The hot, bubbly fluid and warm flesh that was rubbed onto his head stimulated the boy like nothing before. He clenched his belly and groaned, touching the grass below him as entire sheets of pleasure glossed and polished his fat cap. Aphrodite laughed and moved her cleavage up and down onto his cock, smothering it and fully enveloping his dick in her bouncy mounds. She sighed and grunted along with Ne Zha, springing her bent legs along with her body as it bobbed onto his cock. Ne Zha bounced his pelvis in return to her movements, roughly sliding his bent legs against the ground with every pelvic movement. He smoothly and quickly pumped hot breaths out of his mouth, crying out every so often with a shrill groan.

Ne Zha was gratifying himself by driving his cock into Aphrodite's tits and separating them. Her breasts swept against the bumpy texture of his shaft and the sensitive flesh of his squishy crown. The spit coated his penis fairly well, and proved to be great lubrication. However, every so often the cooling saliva would need to be refreshed with a fresh layer of sticky, stringy spit. His head and shaft glistened as it was titty-fucked, and he could feel his testicles tingle in ecstasy. Aphrodite transferred her hands to the sides of her fleshy mounds to hold them like handles, and began to move her breasts in a unique pattern. She slid each of her breasts in inverse order as she bobbed onto his cock, making sure to squeeze and hug his penis with as much slippery skin and bouncy flesh as she could. This produced even more euphoria to Ne Zha, who was practically intoxicated by pleasure. He dug into the ground with his fingers and clenched his buttocks, relieving hard sighs from his mouth as his release approached. Ne Zha wrinkled his tight abdomen, tightening his fair-skinned belly as he gritted out,

"I feel like I'm going to blow!"

Aphrodite gasped and fought his cock, forcing her breasts in rapid fashion up and down over his penis. She stroked his cock with her titties until the tip of his penis swelled and ejaculated. Ne Zha grunted loudly and held out his erotic moan, jerking his pelvis as his swollen cock squeezed out four to five lengthy jets of viscous sperm. The sides of the boy's face were numb, and his soaring mind was struggling to regain a hold of his core. His rope-like discharge of bitter, sticky milk clung onto Aphrodite's skin and trickled down her breasts. She laughed and encouraged Ne Zha with more dirty talk, puckering her lips and wagging her tongue as if she was going to suck the head of his penis. Ne Zha continued to groan and sigh, shutting his eyes tightly and wriggling his hips. Aside from his pelvis and groin, his body felt relaxed. Ne Zha could feel warm streams of his cum force their way up the inside tube of his cock and out of his sensitive urethra, encouraged by the flexing flesh of his penis.

Ne Zha's testicles had shrunken inwards and tightened when he expended his cum. He had blindly fired his long streams of hot ejaculate onto Aphrodite's chest, forming creamy and messy splats of gooey sperm on her fair skin. His erupting cock had managed to spurt cum up onto her throat and chin, and it all came sliding down to fall onto her heaving, fomented titties. The two of them panted in unison. Aphrodite rubbed his salty cum onto her tits, expressing her lecherous satisfaction at her own salacious performance. Ne Zha was grinning, trying to recover from his first ejaculation. His slick penis had gone a little limp, but still retained its swollen girth and leaked sperm. It drooped over to the side, sending a drop of his young cum onto his previously unsoiled sash, staining the clothe with a reminder of his encounter.