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Slippy was lying under his Arwing, a multi-tool in one hand and a big box of Arwing parts lying next to him. He'd just opened up the underside of one of his ship's weapons and was making some customizations to its lasers; he was so focused on his work that he didn't notice the footsteps of the older, tubby hare moving towards him and nearly banged his head when Peppy gave a low cough that made him jump in surprise. Slippy rolled out from under his ship and looked up at him.

"Oh, hey, Pep!" the toad greeted him. "I was just working on my lasers a bit. With this new customization this baby can cut a Venomian cruiser in two from half a galaxy away!"

"More customization, huh?" Peppy raised an eyebrow at him. "Just make sure it doesn't backfire this time. I'm still picking shrapnel out my Arwing's chassis after your last custom design exploded." He paused and then shrugged. "Eh, I didn't come here to talk about your ship... I came to talk about Falco, actually."

"Hm? What about him?" Slippy sat up, giving the hare a curious look.

"Well... has he been getting on your nerves too?" Peppy asked. "With all his showboating and gloating and everything?"

"Yeah, he's been doing that a lot lately," Slippy nodded. "You remember the other day when he shot down that Venomian scout?"

"Uh-huh, and he wouldn't shut up about it for hours," Peppy grimaced. "He's got his head so far up his own ass, I'm thinking he needs to be brought down a peg or two."

Slippy idly toyed with his multi-tool, still looking up at the hare, curious now. He noted the mischievous tone in Peppy's voice; he was planning something.

"Brought down a peg?" Slippy echoed. "Have you, uh, got something in mind?" Peppy smirked at that and gave a chuckle.

"Oh, I've got something in mind, alright. Was wondering if you wanted to help me with it."

"Sure!" Slippy said with a huge grin on his face. "Anything to put that jerk in his place. Hey, can we get Fox in on this too?"

"Ah, I think it's best if it's just the two of us," said Peppy. "I feel like Fox lacks the, ahem, equipment necessary for this kind of thing."

"Huh? What d'you mean?"

"Lemme explain," said Peppy. "See, years ago, when I was a teen in college, I knew a few guys like Falco. All cocky little pricks and everything. You know how we put them in their place?"

"How?"

Peppy smirked and locked eyes with the toad before answering, "We fucked 'em up the ass."

"Wha- really?" Slippy asked.

"Yup," Peppy chuckled. "Let me tell you, a guy learns to be humble after being tied up and fucked a couple times."

Slippy considered what Peppy was saying for a moment before speaking up.

"You... You want us to...?"

"We're gonna fuck Falco," Peppy said. "We're gonna fuck his ass good. So, what d'you say? You in?" Slippy took a moment to consider it, recalling all the mean, cruel jokes Falco had made at his expense, usually revolving around how short and tubby the little toad was. He scowled at the recollections.

"Yeah, I'm in," he said. "Let's go! Where is the little bird brain anyway?"

"Not yet, be patient," Peppy said, placing a hand on Slippy's shoulder. "We'll get him tonight. Sneak into his room while he's asleep an then have our fun."

"Huh... Yeah, okay. That makes sense." Slippy gave a nod. He was eager to teach that jerk Falco a lesson, but Peppy was the one with experience in this kinda stuff so he decided to just follow his lead.

"I'll come by your room tonight," said Peppy. "Then we'll head on over to Falco's."

"Sounds like a plan," Slippy nodded. With that, Peppy left the toad to his devices and left to prepare things for tonight. He had to make sure he had his bag full of toys ready...

Slippy was antsy for the rest of the day. He just couldn't wait to see the look on Falco's face as they had their way with him. As promised, Peppy showed up at Slippy's door late that night and the two hurried over to Falco's room. Nobody bothered to keep their doors locked; it was just the four of them onboard the Great Fox after all, it wasn't like some stranger was just going to waltz into one of their bedrooms.

Falco was asleep when they arrived, snoring away in his bed with his bed covers covering the lower half of his body, leaving his strong, muscular chest and belly exposed. The toad and hare sneaked over to him, looking down at the snoozing blue bird.

"Geez, he's a loud snorer," said Slippy.

"Hope he moans as loud as he snores," Peppy smirked. He reached into the bag of goodies he'd brought with him and fished something out: a pair of thick, metal handcuffs. "Help me roll him over." The two went to grab the bird and slowly, carefully roll him onto his front.

"Mrrph... Urrrmfff..." Falco grumbled in his sleep, but luckily stayed fast asleep. They had him on his front in a matter of seconds and Peppy quickly got to work handcuffing him, tugging Falco's arms behind his back and quickly slapping the cuffs on.

With their victim cuffs, Peppy placed his bag down nearby and yanked Falco's covers off him. Falco lay there, still asleep with his arms behind his back and dressed in nothing but a pair of white briefs.

"Everything ready?" Slippy asked.

"Everything's ready," Peppy nodded. "Now let's wake this little bitch up." He placed a hand on Falco's rump, rubbing at it slowly, groping at his feather, toned cheeks through the underwear he was wearing. Peppy cleared his throat and then called out to him, "Wake up, ya limp-dicked birdbrain!" He brought his hand crashing down on Falco's rump, the sound of palm hitting ass filling the room and making Slippy wince. Falco was awake in a split second.

"Gah! Wha- what the fuck?!" He scrambled about, kicking and thrashing, hands tugging at his coughs and his butt slightly sore after that hard smack. He looked over at his two intruders and glared at them. "The hell are you two doing? Why can't I move my arms? Wha-" He noticed at that point what they'd done, that they'd cuffed him up. "Did you handcuff me?! Alright... What the fuck are you two doing?"

"We just figured you needed putting in your place," said Peppy, crossing his arms with a wicked grin on his face.

"Yeah, you've been a jerk lately," Slippy added. "Er, more than usual I mean. All your bragging and showboating and everything..."

"Oh, I get it. So, what, are you two jealous of the Great Falco? That it?"

"The Great Falco..." Peppy sighed. "You know, it's exactly that kinda attitude that's gotten you in this situation."

"So what are you gonna do, huh?" Falco asked, still glaring up at the two of them.

"I told you, we're gonna put you in your place," Peppy chuckled, his hand finding its way onto Falco's rump again and making the bird squeak at his touch.

"Hey, watch what you're doing back there," Falco warned.

"I don't think you're in any position to be making demands," Peppy said, his hand smacking across Falco's rump again and getting a pained cry from him.

"Ack! H-hey, quit that!"

"What, does it hurt? I barely even touched you." Peppy gave a laugh and treated Falco to another harsh spank, the blue bird yelping and squirming under him.

"I-I'm serious! Knock it off!" Falco kept wriggling, tugging desperately at his cuffs.

"This underwear's in the way," said Peppy. "How 'bout we ditch them?"

"What?!" Falco gasped when he felt Peppy's hands tugging at his only article of clothing. "Don't you dare, you old pervert! I swear when I get outta here-" Peppy had already yanked his underwear down his legs, swiftly pulling them off and tossing them to the ground.

They both ogled Falco's ass: strong, toned like the rest of him, though surprisingly cute and petite. A perfect fit for a fat cock.

"Ha, cute ass!" Peppy laughed.

"Aw, it's so small!" Slippy gave a giggle. "Kinda like a girl's butt."

"Hey, screw you!" Falco growled. "You two better get these cuffs off me and get outta here!"

"Oh, scary," Peppy mocked, his hands finding Falco's rump once again, gripping a cheek each and squeezing them tight. "Oh yeah, now this is a good ass. I hope your hole's as good as your cheeks." Falco took a moment to register what Peppy was hinting at, his eyes then going wide with shock.

"You... You're not...?" Falco hesitated. "Ha... Haha, okay, funny joke you guys! Okay, you got me, I'll dial the bragging back a bit, okay? Now lemme outta here."

"Ha, I don't think so," Peppy chuckled. "You're gonna learn some humility the hard way, Falco." His hands gripped those cheeks tight and spread them wide, Peppy's crotch starting to tingle at the sight of that tight bird ass. "Whew! Yeah, that's a tight little cunt, alright!"

"Lemme see," Slippy stepped close, ogling Falco's whole, his maleness starting to stir in his pants. "Oh, wow, he looks super tight!"

"He sure does," Peppy smirked, letting go of those cheeks and giving them another teasing smack. "Now, how're we gonna start? Hrrm..."

"Y-you can start by letting me out-"

"Yeah, yeah, shut yer beak already!" Peppy scowled, a hand smacking across Falco's rump once again and making the bird grimace. "Huh, there's an idea. Yeah, I know how to start off." He knelt down and rooted around in his back for a moment before tugging something out: a small, cylindrical tube. Slippy gave it a curious look and wondered what it was until Peppy clicked a button on its side and out slid an entire long, thin cane.

"Oh, wow!" Slippy said. "That's kinky!"

"I'm a kinky fucker, Slippy," Peppy chuckled, bringing the rod down and teasing Falco's cheeks with it. They were already sore from the smacks Peppy had given them, but they were about to get a whole lot sorer.

"Peppy..." Falco looked over his shoulder at him. He tried to keep an intimidating tone to his face, but the nervousness was clear. "Peppy, seriously, don't...!" Too late, Peppy raised the cane up high before sending it crashing down on Falco's ass, the bird crying out in pain as it smacked ruthlessly across both cheeks.

"Arggh! Stop! Fucking stop, dammit!" Falco yelled, but the smacks kept coming. Peppy gazed down at him, bringing the cane down again and again, smacking both cheeks and leaving thin lines of red across them while Slippy watched on, blushing and flustered at the sight.

"This is hot..." Slippy muttered to himself, a hand going down to grope himself as his package began to grow and harden. Peppy glanced over and quickly noticed the stiffening bulge in Slippy's pants.

"Make yourself comfortable, Slip'," he said. "No reason to be shy or anything."

"Uh, sure!" Slippy said, quickly stripping himself down and leaving his clothes in a pile on the floor. Falco looked at him, gulping hard at the sight of what Slippy was packing. Despite his usual passive and unassuming nature, Slippy was equipped with quite the monster downstairs: fully hard he'd reach whole nine inches of fat toad cock. He was only semi-hard and was already an intimidating sight to behold. He took his growing maleness in his hand and started tugging on it stroking himself off and coaxing his dick into hardening in his grip. Falco gulped at the sight of it, his body tense as Peppy's cane continued brutalizing his ass.

"Arrghh!" Falco cried out, his eyes starting to water. "Stop! F-fucking stop already! F-fuck you! You perverted old fuck!"

"Hey, Slippy," Peppy said, ignoring the angry bird's cries. "There's a beak covering in my bag. How about you grab it and have your fun?"

"Sure!" Slippy said, hurrying over to the bag and pulling out a beak-shaped covering: a soft, squishy thing in the shape of the beak, something that was made purely so birds cock have a cock jammed down their throats without worrying about their beaks causing damage to said cock.

Falco pulled away as Slippy stepped close and grabbed his head in one hand.

"Hold still!" Slippy grunted, holding him in place and attaching the covering onto the squirming bird's beak. "There, that should do!" Still holding Falco in place, Slippy drew closer and smacked his hardening cock across the bird's beak. Falco gazed up at him hatefully and was still trying to break away when Slippy managed to ram his cock into his mouth. The huge, fat thing pressed against his tongue, rubbing across it as it grew harder and longer inside him.

"Mrrrph! Mm!!" Falco growled and thrashed about as best he could in his position, his mouth stuff with cock and his ass burning with pain.

"Oooh!" Slippy gave out a soft moan as he jammed his cock down Falco's throat, his shaft pulsing and throbbing against the bird's tongue as it grew to full hardness, nine inches of dick pulsing inside Falco's helpless mouth. The bird kept moaning in dismay, muffled groans intermingled with yelps of pain as Peppy kept the spanking with his cane coming. Peppy watched as Slippy had his way with Falco's face, ramming his nine inches down the bird's throat and making him choke on it as he began pistoning back and forth. Peppy was sporting an impressive bulge himself at that point, his maleness hardening in his pants as he punished Falco's ass and listened to his pained yelps and groans.

Peppy gave himself a grope, squeezing at his fat, hard cock through his clothes, his member twitching at the attention. He gave Falco's ass one more smack with the cane before finally cutting the poor, abused ass cheeks some slack and dropping the thin rod. He gazed down at Falco's rump, covered in cruel, red marks, clearly visible through his blue feathers.

With his cock twitching in his pants and leaving a damp patch of pre-cum, Peppy decided to strip down. He pulled off his clothes and tossed them aside, his eight inch cock springing to attention as it was freed of his underwear. Peppy glanced over at Slippy, the toad going to town on Falco's maw, moaning loudly with a deeply pleasured look on his face. Slippy was so big down there... He was easily the biggest on the Starfox team, bigger than Peppy and Falco, and certainly bigger than Fox who was, without question, the smallest on the team.

Falco could see Peppy out the corner of his eye, the hare toying with his hardened cock, tugging and stroking at it, long, fat and veiny, a long, thick foreskin covering his girthy cock head which was already slick with pre-cum. He gave his cock a few more tugs before stepping close to Falco and running a finger down his crack, the bird gasping when he felt the furry digit tickling at his exposed hole. Falco began shaking his head, or at least tried to while Slippy's dick was stuffing his throat. He whined and whimpered, shaking about helplessly as Peppy began rubbing his finger against his tight birdie asshole.

Falco's fevered, muffled moaning intensified, Slippy's cock pounding hard and deep at his throat, making it bulge as he slammed deep inside it, his pre-cum oozing onto Falco's tongue.

"Fuck, the li'l bastard's tight," Peppy grunted, grinding his finger against Falco's entrance. "Tch, I'm sure if your mouth was free you'd be begging for lube or something, but that stuff's for pussies!" Peppy gave out a cruel laugh. "Ol' Peppy here likes to go in dry!" He thrust his finger forward, straining it against Falco's ass for a moment before managing to shove it inside, the bird crying out around Slippy's girth and whimpering pitifully. His tight fuckhole was stretched painfully around Peppy's finger, the hare delving it in deep, pressing his fingertip against Falco's walls. The room was filled with Falco's loud, pained and muffled yelling, his face scrunched up in a permanent display of pain and discomfort, his chest rising and falling with his laboured breathing.

His ass twitched and ached around Peppy's finger, the hare fingering him good and deep, working his finger in and out of that increasing sore ass and eliciting more whimpering groans from the helpless bitch. Slippy kept on fucking as Peppy fingered the squirming bird, Slippy's thick hips working furiously back and forth, humping fervently in and out of Falco's maw, his shaft pulsing and his heavy, low-hanging balls bouncing along with his movements.

"Use your tongue!" Slippy growled. Falco groaned, that huge cock of Slippy's grinding against his tongue, twitching against it and smearing it in salty pre-cum which Falco was forced to taste and swallow. He winced and grimaced, that fat toad cock ruthlessly breeding his face.

"Hrrnnf!!" Falco moaned out, Peppy's finger jamming deep into his ass and stretching him painfully while Slippy's pounding picked up the pace and reached fever pitch.

"Mm! Oh, wow!" Slippy groaned. "I... t-think I'm... close...!" Falco scowled at that and tried to pull away. There was no way he was going to guzzle Slippy's cum, he was far too proud for that; though, he didn't have much of a choice. In his bound state with Slippy grabbing hold of his head and keeping him in place there wasn't much he could do to fight back, try as he might. His eyes went wide and his moaning became desperate and high-pitched when he felt the first spurts of jizz splattering onto his tongue. Slippy tensed up, gritting his teeth before crying out with pleasure, humping and thrusting down Falco's throat as his pulsing, fat cock erupted inside him.

"Urrrkk!" Falco choked on the stuff, Slippy's cum leaking out the sides of his beak, the warm, salty seed sliding down his twitching throat. The taste flooded him; thick, and overwhelming, his tongue covered in the thick stuff.

"Oh! Ohh!" Slippy moaned, grinding inside Falco's beak, pushing everything he had down his throat while he emptied his nuts. Peppy watched on from nearby, finger still pumping in and out of Falco's ass while he watched Slippy's girthy dick pulse with every stream of cum that the toad fired.

With a content and spent sigh, Slippy yanked his cock out, one more rope of cum splattering across Falco's face.

"F-fuck you!" Falco spat, the beak covering he'd been forced to wear slipping off him. He coughed and groaned, the taste of cum still fresh on his tongue, his beak stained with the stuff.

"Hey, you're good at sucking cock for a bird," Slippy chuckled, wiping his cock off on Falco's face and getting a harsh glare from the avian.

"You little- argh! Fuck!" Falco grunted, fists clenched and ass still stuffed with Peppy's finger.

"If this is giving you trouble then you're really going to hate having my cock up you," Peppy laughed.

Slippy stepped back, idly touching himself and rubbing at his leaking dick while he watched Peppy climbing onto Falco's bed before grabbing that sore, pummelled ass in his hands.

"Ass up!" he ordered, tugging Falco upwards and forcing him into a face-down, ass-up position. Falco glared at him over his shoulder.

"Don't," he warned. It was meant as a demand but the ever so slight quiver in his voice gave away his nervousness and made it sound like a plea more than anything. He gasped when he felt Peppy's pre-slick cock head rubbing against his entrance, sliding up and down his hole and smearing him in fluids. Peppy gripped his cheeks and slid his shaft between them, hotdogging those pert cheeks of his. Falco could feel that big bunny cock twitching against his body, the head leaking pre-cum and shooting a few globs of the stuff onto the small of his back.

"This'll put you in your place, you loudmouthed fucker," Peppy growled. "Maybe you'll learn to think before you speak after I wreck your cunt." He switched from hotdogging to pressing his cock head against Falco's hole, gripping his shaft tight to keep it from slipping away as he pressed forward.

"Peppy!" Falco gasped. "O-okay, that's enough, I give, okay? You win, I'll quit all the bragging and everything!"

"Too late, birdbrain," Peppy scoffed. "Your ass needs to be taught a lesson." With one hand on his dick and the other on Falco's ass, Peppy thrust forward and, after a moment's resistance from Falco's body, managed to thrust into him.

"Arrgghh! FUCK!!" Falco screamed, kicking about as he felt his ass being speared on that fat rod of meat. His ass clenched down around it as Peppy rammed into him with a powerful thrust of his furry hips, both hands now on Falco's ass cheeks, keeping them parted as he drove into him.

"Ohh, fuck yes!" Peppy moaned, shivering with pleasure at the warmth and tightness of Falco's tight man pussy.

"G-get it out!" Falco moaned. "Oh, fuck! P-Peppy! P...Please...?"

"Ha! Too late for begging, birdbrain!" Peppy laughed, thrust in hard and burying his manhood deep into the little blue bird's tight fuckhole. "But lemme hear you moan all the same. C'mon, you cocky fuck, moan for me!" He went balls deep, slamming in every inch and hilting inside Falco's ass, the bird crying out in pain, tears streaming down his face.

"Argghh! Fuck!!" Falco screamed, grimacing and struggling as best he could while Peppy went to town on his ass, those thick rabbit hips pounding at his ass and those big bunny balls swaying along between his legs. Slippy kept watching, his slick, cum-covered cock once again at full mast. He had his hand wrapped around it and was steadily pumping himself up and down, fingers becoming coated in his fluids, his huge shaft pulsing with need. He watched as Peppy fucked in and out of Falco's body, the bird's pained and desperate voice echoing around the room, trembling and whimpering.

"Peppy, please!" he begged. His ass felt like it was on fire; he'd never been stretched so wide before. Peppy's girth was as impressive as his length, so fat and thick. Falco could feel it grinding against his walls, pre leaking into his body. "Pep...py... Ngghhh!" Falco grunted, face scrunched up in a permanent display of pain and discomfort. His own flaccid dick bounced around as his body shook from the pounding it was getting, his blue-coloured cock shaking and wobbling, balls bouncing around alongside it.

"What's wrong, can't handle it?" Peppy laughed. "Guess you're not as tough as you think you are, huh? You're just a little bitch, right?" He slammed in hard, cock delving deep into Falco's ass and making him cry out once more. Falco blushed furiously, Peppy's mocking words cutting into him. The hare kept slamming that tight ass, mercilessly breeding him, his hips slapping loudly at those pert cheeks. "What are you, birdbrain? Huh?"

"W-what?!" Falco whined.

"Let me hear you say it," Peppy grunted. "You're just a little bitch, aren't you?" Falco gave another whine and kept his beak shut, still just slightly too proud to degrade himself like that. His silence got a harsh spank to the side of his ass while Peppy's cock was buried up his ass once again. Falco's beak opened up in a loud, pained moaned.

"Say it!" Peppy ordered. "Come on, you little whore! No use hanging on to your pride now, just gimme what I want!"

"Unnnf!" Falco whimpered, hesitating for a few moments as he felt his will crumbling away. A moment later and he cried out as Peppy wanted. "I'm a bitch! I'm a little bitch! I-i'm just a little fucking bitch!!" Slippy was impressed. He'd never heard Falco so submissive, so broken and degraded before. It was kinda funny, and fucking hot to boot. He kept stroking himself off, hand a blur as he pleasured his massive toad cock, watching that fat cock of Peppy's ploughing at the little birdie asshole.

Peppy gave Falco's ass a few more mocking smacks as he pounded him harder, his hips working faster back and forth. He leaned over the bird, his tubby, furry belly pressing down on the base of Falco's back as he kept on breeding. He grabbed Falco by the waist, holding him in place, his fingers kneading into the bird's body and his cock pulsing inside his passage.

"Mm! Fuck!" Peppy growled. "Little bitch...!" His breathing turned to ragged pants, his thrusting wild and erratic. He was close; it didn't take long for Falco's tightness to drive him over the edge. Pulling the bird close and tilting his head up to cry out with pleasure, Peppy rammed everything he had into that tight ass and emptied his nuts inside it. Falco gasped, the stuff splattering inside of him, Peppy's manhood firing stream after stream of bunny jizz inside his sore ass and making him squirm even more under him.

Falco buried his head in his pillows, whining loudly. Peppy's cock stuff him deep, throbbing with each new rope of cum that it fired inside the bird's fuckhole, painting his walls and flooding his bowels.

"Ooh... Euurgh..." Falco groaned weakly, a trembling whimper escaping his throat as Peppy hilted inside him one more and took a few seconds to enjoy the tightness squeezing his cock. Content, he slowly drew his length out and let Falco collapse onto the bed, lying with his legs splayed and ass filled with cum.

Peppy had just climbed off the bed, his leaking cock bouncing between his legs, when Slippy spoke up.

"Hey, can I have a turn?"

"'Course!" Peppy chuckled, moving aside and watching the eager toad climbed onto bed before flipping the bound bird onto his back; he wanted to see Falco's face while he was fucking him. There was no doubt that Falco would be hurling expletives and curses if he wasn't to exhausted and broken, but as he was all he could do was lie there whimpering. Slippy quickly lifted his legs up and got another gasp from Falco when he felt hat hardened cock tip probing at his used, cum-drenched hole.

"Whew, you really did a number on him, Pep!" said Slippy, humping his dick against the stretched entrance. "Eh, that's okay. I don't mind sloppy seconds. Geez, he's still so tight..." He kept on prodding, lining his cock up with Falco's ass before thrusting in. Falco begged for mercy, yelping and moaning, his ass one again stuffed with cock.

"You know what?" Peppy said, going over to his bag and pulling something out: a ball gag. "I think I'm tired of your voice. This'll shut you up." He rammed the ball gag into Falco's beak and strapped it in place, good and tight.

"Rrggh?!" Falco groaned, trying in vain to shake the gag out of his mouth while his ass was bred by Slippy's massive rod. With Falco bound and taking cock up his ass, Peppy glanced down at Falco's own dick, still soft and flaccid. The hare smirked and reached over, taking it in his hand and giving it a squeeze. Falco whined in response.

"Not hard?" Peppy mocked. "What, ain't you enjoying this?" He started to rub at Falco's dick, getting more muffled grunts from the bird. He looked down at the two of them, glaring helplessly with his hands cuffed behind his back, his dick being toyed with and his ass viciously ploughed and fucked. Falco grunted, huffing loudly, his hips bucking up into Peppy's grip, the hare's hand still stroking at him. It didn't take too long before Falco's dick began to twitch and grow, hardening despite the pain in his ass while Peppy's older, more experienced fingers rubbed at his length.

"Urrmph!" Falco groaned around his gag, toes curling as he was made to harden, his cock growing to its full six inches. The second smallest in the crew, only slightly bigger than Fox's.

"I guess this is why you're such a loudmouth, huh?" Peppy smirked, still stroking at Falco's erect dick. "Overcompensating for something, birdbrain?" More muffled groans followed by even louder, pained yelps as Slippy's fucking picked up the pace. The toad had his hands wrapped around Falco's legs, holding them up as he pistoned back and forth, his cock slamming against Falco's prostate and making him wince and grimace.

"Strrrp! Sturrph!" Falco tried begging as best he could with that gag in his mouth, but his two tormentors wouldn't have listened even if he had been able to get the words out. The humiliation continued: his ass being pummelled and his cock played with.

"You're leaking," Peppy chuckled, running thumb over Falco's sensitive tip and making him gasp, his pre smearing across Peppy's finger tip. "You're leaking a lot. I guess big, tough Falco here doesn't mind a good cock up his ass after all!"

"He should bend over more often," said Slippy, thoroughly enjoying Falco's cunt. "He's so tight! I don't think I can last much longer!"

"I don't think this bitch's gonna last long either," said Peppy. "You see how much he's leaking?" He kept on stroking and Falco's hips gave instinctive thrusts into his grip, his cock grinding against Peppy's palm. He tried to hold himself back; he didn't want to cum like this, he didn't want to give them the satisfaction, but combination of having his g-spit slammed while Peppy stroked him off was proving too much. He just couldn't resist, the myriad sensations pulsing through his body overwhelmed him.

He shook his head in desperation and tried to pull away but the stroking and the fucking soon pushed him to boiling point. With a muffled moan, Falco thrust upwards and erupted all over himself, painting his blue feather white with his thick load. Falco whimpered, his voice high-pitched and submissive, trembling and as shaky as his body, his cock pumping out several loads. Peppy's stroking coaxed a couple more ropes of the stuff onto Falco's belly before the bird's orgasm finally subsided. Peppy gave his now overly sensitive dick a couple of teasing, mocking strokes just to watch him squirm before cutting him some slack and letting go. Falco's dick twitched pitifully, leaking cum as it slowly softened. He was jolted out of his post-cum trance by Slippy's moaning.

"Mm! I can't believe I haven't fucked you before!" he grunted. "I-it's so good! Clench for me, Falco!" He drove his cock in deep, gasping loudly and clenching his teeth, his body going tense and his hips ploughing the bird's ass hard and deep. He could hear Falco's pained groaning, the bird whimpering under him, his ass surging with pain and his eyes watering. Falco's body was racked with pain and humiliation, pitiful whimpering sounds escaping his throat as his ass was bred and pummelled and his now flaccid cock slapping against his belly, a few strands of cum flying off the tip of his dick. His vision was hazy and his mind clouded. It was too much for him to take; he kept meekly tugging away; pathetic attempts to get Slippy's massive dick out of his fuckhole, but the toad just kept pulling him back and holding him in place, his hips a blur as he raped Falco's man cunt deep and hard.

"Nghh! Falco...!" Slippy moaned. "Ooh! Oh, Falco!" He drove in hard, viciously and mercilessly ploughing Falco's ass eve as he came, his swinging nuts empting themselves into Falco's ass while Slippy's dick pulsed and throbbed. It twitched with every rope it shot, around a dozen warm, white loads of cum, every drop of which filled Falco's helpless bowels while the bird lay there, sobbing in dismay. Slippy gave out a gasp, a look of bliss plastered over his face. He took a moment to recover from his climax before stepping off the bed, Falco lying defeated on his back, groaning through his gag.

"Eh? What's that?" Peppy smirked and tugged the gag out the bird's mouth. Falco just gave out a groaning, incoherent groaning sound, too exhausted to talk.

"I think we broke him," said Slippy. "Was I too rough?"

"Nah, don't you worry about it," said Peppy. "He'll be fine in the morning and hopefully the sore ass will remind him to watch his beak in the future." Peppy turned around and was halfway through gathering up his clothes when Slippy spoke up again.

"Uh, shouldn't we undo his cuffs?"

Peppy rolled his eyes, "Fine, I guess." He was tempted to just leave Falco cuffed up all night. Slippy was too nice. Peppy reluctantly freed Falco of his handcuffs before stuffing them back in his bag and leaving with Slippy in toe.

"You think he'll change his attitude now?" said Slippy, cock still swinging between his legs as they walked down the halls towards their own rooms.

"Unless he wants his ass stuffed again he better," said Peppy. Falco could hear them stepping away as he lay there, covered in and leaking cum, panting weakly. He was humiliated, used and his ass was just as sore as his ego. He was going to have to ditch his bravado and become a whole lot more humble, lest his sore, bruised ass suffer the same torment again.

THE END