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Ophelia waved her chicks goodbye as they left for school before closing the door and crossed the small apartment toward the kitchen. She sighed at the stack of overdue bills burdening the countertop, deciding not to think about it as she cleaned up the lunch meat and sandwich bread from making her youngling's food. It hadn't been that hard before, just open one credit line to pay for another; she'd bounced them down the line enough times she'd almost forgotten money issues could be a problem.

Still, that was a worry future her was going to have to deal with, the 19 year old single mother just poured herself a glass of boxed wine and wandered over to plop herself onto the couch. It had been only a couple sips and 15 minutes into her show before she heard a knock at the door. Her chocolate tipped ears perked curiously. Had her younglings forgotten something? They'd be late to school by now if they had...

Setting the glass down and making sure her day gown wasn't leaving her exposed or anything just in case, she got up and made the short trip back to the door. On the other side wasn't any face she was familiar with, instead stood a rather imposing black crow gryphon.

"Oh, hello...?" She greeted him politely.

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"Hello, Ophelia," the crow said, demonstrating that he knew who she was.

The big burly gryphon got a scaled fore talon around the edge of the door and pulled it the rest of the way open despite any effort on her part to resist. He barged in then, forcing her to retreat as his mass occupied the doorway and then entered her apartment.

"I'm here on behalf of KP&K to take all your stuff. You know KP&K, right? They say they haven't received a payment from you in months. And the repo date is today. So here I am."

The black feathered corvid was wearing rugged clothing. A jacket and work pants which were marked up from moving things and maybe knocking a few heads.

This was one of the odd jobs he took. Not something he did full time, but this company had had a lot of defaults lately. Most of his "clients" were anthro wolves or humans or whatever. He was a little surprised to see a member of his own species. The information he had about her hadn't included that.

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She shuffled back, a little concerned though perked and then folded a little at the mention of the credit company. They owned a couple of the cards she had, bouncing payments down the line to. When he mentioned he was here to repossess her belongings, she froze. The poor girl didn't have all that much, the apartment wasn't barren or anything but there wasn't much one would call 'luxury'.

"I, but... I don't have anything." The older teen whined, ears back. Her burgundy facial feathers and sea green eyes pleaded. "Just two more weeks and I can send in the minimum payment, promise!" The young girl added lifting a paw and placing it on his chest.

The gesture was both a fleeting attempt to try and stop him and to reassure him. It was clear no one had taught this poor girl anything about how to manage her money and, if the corner full of cheap toys for young was any indication, how to keep her tailfeathers down either. She couldn't stop him if he wanted to barge in and start collecting her belongings to pawn off but her racing heart hoped he'd take pity on her.

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"It's not my problem what you have. I'm just supposed to take it. If you don't have anything particularly valuable, then I'm taking everything you got."

Every one of them always had a sob story and "just give me a little more time". They were all liars. Bunch of deadbeats. He didn't care what they had to say. Some of them tried to resist, and that was always a mistake for them. Demonstrating how easily their bones fractured usually got the point across.

He hoped he wouldn't have to break any of her limbs though. She was kind of cute. In fact, as he stopped his advance to look over her more, she wasn't bad looking at all.

"Unless you've got some other option to make a partial payment now."

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The young teen brightened immediately at his alternative.

"I, uh, don't have much! But, um, I have a little bit of cash on me..." She spoke while turning about and scampered off to find her packpurse. It was only 20 bucks since she'd been saving a little bit to buy a cake and candles for her 20th birthday in a few weeks but better to spend it here than lose her apartment.

Her young frame leaned over the couch arm to collect the holster, gathering up her wallet and slipped her talons inside, trying to find the bills. She hadn't meant to lift her tailfeathers in the process, they just counterbalanced like that but it gave the encroaching male an easy view of her pantyless underfluff. The milky brown belly area had a hint of pink in just the right spot to catch his eye, if only for a moment before she straightened back up and turned around, stepping up to him to offer what meager earnings she had left.

The bare minimum payment might only be $50 but it was $50 she hadn't paid in months.

"Will this do?" She chirped cheerfully, offering up the twenty dollar bill she had.

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The crow watched, leaning his head down a little to get a better view as she leaned liked that. Not even wearing any panties. Well, he supposed that was one way to save a little money.

He took the $20 bill and pocketed it without much consideration. "That's not enough," he replied.

The big burly bird sat back on his haunches and pushed a hind talon forward, spreading out his toes. "You're going to have to pay more. And this isn't against your loans. Just to me."

He pointed to his hind talon with a fore talon. "Kneel down and lick them."

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Her ears folded when he took her money and told her it wasn't enough. She knew it wasn't but if it wasn't, he shouldn't be taking her- oooh... The realization dawned on her as he completed his statement. So this was, like, some sort of bribe to get him to look the other way? Her green eyes shifted to where he was pointing, telling her to tend to his talons. She glanced back up at the black feathered male. He didn't seem like the type to have much patience so, maybe if she just dotted on him for a bit, things would go well enough for her...

The door was still open with the two of them in her short hallway but she wasn't really in a position to argue so she did what she was told, lowering herself beneath his belly to get her beak between his hind talons. She might be bad at managing her money but the delightful little preening nibbles and submissive toe licks were quite pleasing. Its not that she had ever done this before but that wouldn't stop her from trying to make a good impression.

A few good minutes of bathing his hind foot in glossy attention left it almost sparkling. It was especially nice when she rubbed her tongue in that deep crack between the talons, lapping across taut, rarely touched skin. She continued her effort for some time until there wasn't anything left untouched, backing slightly and looking up at him.

"Ah... that good?" She perked curiously.

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This hen was obviously inexperienced in a lot of ways. Not too bad at licking talons though. He'd already done a couple of jobs today before this, and his talons were dirty from it. Especially their undersides, which he lifted his talon to expose to her to clean with her tongue. She even started licking between his toes unprompted. Yeah. Not bad.

He made her do his other hind talon, too. And by the time she was done, his cock was hard in his pants.

Looking around, it was pretty obvious that this hen already had chicks. Ones that were old enough to go to school. They were probably the ones he'd seen heading to the bus on his way in. She'd probably gotten them just as responsibly as she handled her money.

He wanted a piece of that himself.

"It's a start," he replied as he reached with his fore talons to unfasten his pants. It made a noise she should find familiar as his zipper came down. It let out a light pink tapered cock that was sized to fit the rest of him. Which was to say it was quite large.

"Suck on it," the burly corvid ordered her.

He still didn't seem concerned that the door was open behind him. Not even as one of the other tenants walked by.

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She tried not to let her eyes wander as he reached beneath his belly and unzipped, fishing a brazen pink shaft from the darker confines between his hinds and just set it out there for anyone to see. Well, not anyone, it was just out for her... to suck. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard more than saw her neighbors walk past her open door with the large, feathered male just sitting in her hallway with his dick out.

Honestly she should just refuse, after all, getting drunk at a party and lifting her tail for a stranger is what had gotten her into this whole mess... Unfortunately, unlike before, she couldn't just say no and expect to have a bed to sleep on afterward... Besides, she reasoned as she scooted in closer, gripping his fleshy spire with a paw, it was just a beakjob.

Uurf... he had a heavy, powerful aroma that made her feathers stand on end. She was in season herself so having the scent of_male_ burning through her nares made her belly churn excitedly. The young girl relaxed a little. This wasn't so bad, she had experience doing this and, if this is what it took to pay off her debt, she could handle it.

And handle it she did, gingerly aiming that hefty log of gryphon meat toward her beak and eased it inside. It didn't take much to fill her short golden beak, her paw sliding down to the base, holding the clothing at bay as she fed him into her crop. Open beaked, it just slid inside making a lovely little lump in her throat as she wedged him down to the sheath, nibbling a little while her tongue explored his musky mast. He knew how good her tongue was at cleaning talons so it was of little surprise that it was this good at cleaning cock too.

But that didn't make it feel any less pleasant to feel her doing it anyway.

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The hen didn't have much hesitation about this. Yeah, no wonder this slut hen had kids she couldn't afford. He could read from her that she was even getting into it as her beak pushed around his stiff length.

She had to open that beak wide for him as it got thicker the further down she got.

It was shortly after a lot of people would have gotten off of work, and so they would be just getting home. Consequently, more of her neighbors were walking by the open door to her apartment as she worked on bribing the repo gryphon. A couple of them even looked in as they walked by. Facing away from them, they wouldn't be able to see his cock, but it wasn't hard to make out the gryphoness's body movements whether or not they could actually see her beak moving back and forth over it.

He gripped her ears in a fore talon, painfully scrunching them together and pulling her beak forward and back by them. And then he relaxed his rather powerful musculature around his haunches and a foul tasting steady stream started into her beak.

"Don't spill any," the big burly male ordered the hen. "Swallow all of it."

His grip on her ears wouldn't allow her to pull away as he pissed into her beak. Neither would he let her push his tip back into her crop. He was making sure to put it all over her tongue and make the slut hen taste it.

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The gruff looking male seemed to be into it as well, giving head was one of life's simple pleasure and she was pretty good at it. At least the numerous times she'd had her rust-colored facial feathers painted white suggested so. But that was back when she was younger. Not necessarily_legal_ per say but age had never stopped her from doing whatever she wanted. The chicks were a testament to that...

Ophelia tensed slightly as he grabbed her ears and stuffed her head into his crotch a few times. She couldn't complain with her mouth full until he pulled back until just the head of that glossy pink mast was between her beak.

"Whag...?" She questioned but it was quickly answered as a stream of urine landed on her tongue. Despite his demand she not spill it, the change had been a shock enough, some of it still dribbled around the edge of her beak, soaking into her chest plumage.

He held her there and continued to relieve himself so, despite her internal protest, she did as he told her and swallowed. It was foul but, after the initial impact of what he was doing wore off, it wasn't_that_ bad. Or at least that's what she told herself as a warm pool of piss slid down her throat. She might have gotten a little on her but the floor had been spared being marked. Having her hallway smell like a gryphonbull would not go over well. The older teen closed her eyes and swallowed again.

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He didn't seem to mind as some spilled on her feathers, soiling her but not making it to the floor. "That's a good little bitch," he said without affection.

He had planned to use the bathroom while he was here taking her stuff. If she'd turned out to be a human or something, that's what he would have done. But instead he was using her beak as his urinal. He relieved himself until he was completely empty.

And then he drew his cock from her beak and wiped his tip off deliberately on her nares. She'd be smelling his scent for a good while.

"I would have just cum into your beak. But I can smell that you're in heat. So instead you're going to take me to your bedroom."

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She didn't try to force herself out of his grip but she was glad when her sore little ears were free. The 19 year old ducked slightly when he rubbed his wet tip against her beak, smearing his scent into places it would be hard to get out but it didn't stop him from wetting her nares all the same. Her heart jumped again when he mentioned taking her to her bed but at least he knew she was in heat. That must mean he had a condom or something right? It was risky but not any more risky than saying no. And, at this point, she'd already gone this far; no sense cutting the deal off halfway.

"I... I guess..." She backed up and stood, making room for him before turning and heading back down the hall. Her tailfeathers were between her legs but they wouldn't be that way for long.

The little house didn't have much to show, just a little nook carved out of the vast world on debt owed. The bed itself had clean sheets and an old blanket with more pillows than any single bed should. Standing beside it, she fidgeted, not sure what to do now. It was rather awkward, what with her every breath reeking of him, the flavor of him on her tongue, the twisting urge in her belly and that slab of pink brazenly hanging between his dark belly.

"So... um... just this and then I don't have to worry about 'it'?" She inquired hopefully.

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Good enough, he thought. This wasn't one of the hens who was doing it willingly at the local public dungeon. He didn't mind that she was reluctant when it got to this part.

He stayed behind a moment to finally close and lock the door and then followed her deeper into her precariously occupied home.

While she claimed to have nothing, he did notice some nice stuff here and there. Certainly that was a more expensive TV than she should be able to afford. If she was actually frugal with her spending habits, maybe she could be getting by. But then the whole thing he was doing right now was taking advantage of the teenaged hen's irresponsibility.

"Yeah, after this I'll leave you with your problems. You won't have to worry about me."

He was taking off his clothes now. All of them. Leaving himself free feathered. And it quickly became apparent just what a specimen of the species he was. He was a big powerful gryphon in every sense, and his dull work clothing had been obscuring it somewhat.

"Take off your dress and get on the bed with your tail feathers up."

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She exhaled a slight sigh of relief, well that was good at least. She watched him casually disrobe, completely. Nothing to cover that full coat of black feathers, strong form and powerful physique. She knew he was a big drake but seeing him in his full glory gave her a new appreciation for just how much stud there was. The young girl blinked out of her assessment as she was told to do the same and did so with little hesitation.

This debt collector was the type of male she'd fantasized about when she was younger, watching those porn vids of big burly studs stand over little hens and fucking them into a frazzled puddle. It'd be a lie to say she wasn't at least a little excited to be doing this; though she reminded herself of the underlying reason of course. All fluffed up in his gorgeous feathers, she looked to be barely more than half his size, trim and lithe in comparison as her delicate form hopped up on the bed.

The comfortable cushion dimpled slightly under her weight but noticeably more when his was added. Those lovely young tail feathers wouldn't protect her modesty this time, not with her willingly flagging them to the side. The short glimpse he'd gotten previously of the warm pink slit between her hinds was much more enjoyable with her standing there, offering her body to pay her debt.

Well, to push back the due date at least...

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All she needed to do was push back her debt another couple of weeks, right? Then another repo man would come. Probably not another gryphon this time. She would lose all her stuff like she was trying to avoid now. But that wasn't his problem.

Heck, he intended to leave her with more problems than she already had. More little beaks to feed.

It was a cheap bed, and it sagged under his weight. If he slammed around too much, he might well break it. It would do for what he had in mind though.

He moved over the hen, nearly able to just stand over her with his belly against her back. He reached a fore talon back to grasp his thick, pink length and guides it pointed tip against her own bit of pink. Then he half lidded his eyes as he pushed forward, sinking into the irresponsible hen.

He'd stealthed hens before, but he wasn't going to even pretend to use a condom this time. This bitch didn't have any alternatives, so he had no reason to hide that he was intentionally breeding her.

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She felt small beneath him as he mounted her. Well she_was_ small in comparison but she really felt it as the shadow of the crowgryph made himself comfortable atop the young girl. There was a whole trove of emotions bubbling around inside her, many of which she just closed and shoved aside as she felt him reach beneath her belly, grip his dick and wedged the tip up inside her. Her soft flesh parted easily for him. Her beak had been nice but the cozy warmth of teenage pussy was hard to replace.

Especially when the estrus soaked walls gave him easier access to her chicks as he gorged that lovely little cunny with his impressive shaft. Ophelia let off a soft grunt, then exhale and finally a cute little squeak as his tip nudged comfortably up against the back of her channel. She had to hold stiff to keep from being shoved forward as he tested her depths with his bare dick, that sultry skin-to-skin friction tantalizing but dangerous.

She let him have his way with her for a little bit, a few exploratory thrusts just beating his cock around inside her vulnerable slit. That grinding pleasure elevated her heartrate quicky but it wasn't long before he was just hammering away, enjoying a bit of casual unprotected sex with the fertile hen under his belly. Her soft grunts as he used her shifted tone as she spoke.

"Unah... No, ah, condom...?" She inquired, a bit of worry hinted in her voice. It didn't stop him from recklessly sliding his cock back and forth between her legs, her healthy, active ovaries loosing a fresh batch of eggs into her naked womb for this burly male to take advantage of.

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"No condom," he confirmed. "I want your kids to have new siblings on the way by the time they get home from school."

He rubbed his fore talons along her belly, laying his weight more fully on her back to do so. He was heavy for her to bear, and it kept her more pinned under him as he fondled her rows of nipples. These had already been used by little beaks because of poor choices she had made earlier in her life. And now she was repeating those same poor choices, and little beaks were going to be nursing on these teets again as a consequence.

He rocked his haunches powerfully, taking long strokes all the way in and out of the teen hen's pussy. He was taking a pace that would build him up toward release.

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No condom, he confirmed. The crowgrpyh was very nonchalant about it to, laying into her both on and inside her as he redoubled his interest in her. Well, her reproductive tract anyway... The paw under her belly nudged aside the feathers, exposing the line of teats, rubbing them with the intent to see them put to use again. It sent a shivering spark through her frame as he touched her like that while his body rocked strongly against hers again and again.

That thick log of gryphon flesh had no issue reaching deep inside that youthful body of hers, event he older boys she'd messed around when she was younger didn't kiss her depths quite the way the black feathered male was doing. His teasing paw could even feel the motion it made beneath the surface, a soft lump of well greased breeding flesh pistoning in and out of the vulnerable young girl as he took liberties with her debted pussy.

"But... unhh..." I could get pregnant was clearly not a dissuasive argument. And she sure as hell didn't have the money for a Plan B...

She lifted a hind leg to try and alleviate a bit of the pressure being fucked by a male twice her size caused but it only gave him room to drill her deeper and harder, the lifted limb wobbling about as his hefty sperm-filled balls swung up against her yawning candy-pink pussy, edging ever closer to draining their contents into her damningly fertile womb.

Despite her mental protests, it didn't stop her body from cumming. Having a log of gryphon cock plowing through her fertile folds_intentionally_ trying to get her pregnant was both frightening and utterly satisfying on some baser level. Her mind suddenly swimming in endorphins made it hard to think straight about stopping him, at least long enough for him to use her dilated cervix as a bullseye to put his swollen clutch into her with.

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He could read her struggle beneath him. She wasn't really fighting or trying to get out from under him, but she knew what was going to happen if she let him finish inside her. And part of her wanted her heat satiated while the rest of her knew how screwed she was going to be.

It would have been a very simple kindness for him to pull out from under those pretty tail feathers when he was close. He could paint her tail feathers with his DNA and still have experienced most of the pleasure of fucking the hen, only giving up the very last part.

But he didn't give a shit about her. The credit company would protect his identity if she wanted to try to come after him for child support, same as they would any repo man that had worked for them. This was a fire and forget arrangement for him. A year from now, he wasn't even going to remember having done this hen.

Meanwhile, it was going to be a life changing event for her. Just like the one she'd already had when she got herself knocked up the first time.

Of course, that first time she'd had a choice and now fully understood the consequences. This time she didn't have a choice.

His hind talons dug into her cheap bed as he started to shudder. Those large balls jerked and contracted to send the first pulse down the length of his thick, tapered shaft. It was right on target, dead center through her cervix. His subsequent pulses weren't so precise, spattering the edges of it, but every pulse still went through into her womb.

He tilted his head upward as he released inside the hen beneath him, riding out the pleasure. He didn't actually much care whether she got pregnant or not. He was doing this just because it felt so good, not to start a family for himself. Knocking hens up was just a side effect of having his fun. And this would be far from the first time he'd done it.