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His devotion never faded. Laurie did everything that was expected of him, and even more. He knelt at the hooves of his goddess. He licked her, kissed her, worshipped her for as long as he pleased, and asked for no reward in return. Yet Queen Corisande was ever so generous with her tender doe boi. Sometimes it meant sharing him out to one of her many potent devotees, and some blessed nights it meant bringing him to her bedchambers so that he could lose himself in the pleasure of breeding with the most motherly of hippogriffs. There was nothing in the entire world that felt as good as her pussy.

It was one of those nights where she called for him herself. He knew she wanted him simply by the feeling in his head, and the tingle in his chest. They were connected. Where once he'd been escorted up the steps by guards, now he could make his way to her chambers all by himself. The guards didn't give him a second thought. Well, one of them did. He made eyes at a gray-blue hippogriff standing tall near the entrance to her throne room, the very same who had once escorted him to the glorious queendom that he had once heard called a cult to be offered up as a sacrifice, of sorts. Back then, Laurie found him intimidating, but now they were exchanging fond glances and silently reminiscing about their nights together praising the glory of their goddess with their bodies. That spear wasn't the only thing the hippogriff knew how to handle.

The throne room was decorated by the usual choir and other devotees, but she wasn't there. A song still rose up when he arrived. The singers smiled at him as they softly hummed a holy hymn, blessing him on his walk behind the throne, where she awaited. He strode confidently forth, blushing a little from all the attention, but he still got all weak in the knees whenever he saw her. Especially like that, all sprawled out, all her godly assets on full display, awaiting him. The lighting of her bedchambers always seemed to make her glisten just right. Or was that her holy aura? Her gorgeous tits, her ample belly and hips, and of course that slick, shiny horse pussy glistening with desire between her thighs all called to him without her so much as needing to speak a word. Yet the music of her voice was all the sweeter when she did.

"Laurie. My beloved. I have longed for you and your many talents. Take your place, and savour what you deserve."

She spoke softly and affectionately, with no degree of force behind her words. Nonetheless, he was compelled by the power of her seductive gaze to throw himself upon her, in the most literal sense. He didn't have the willpower to take it slowly. He rushed for her, deeply in need of her touch. Pouncing from across the room made her chuckle as she caught him in her scaled hands. She was so much bigger than him. Standing face to face, he barely came up to her belly. She could manipulate him and direct him anywhere she wanted with her godly strength. It was only a moment she held him there before she helped guide him down and stick his face right up against her sweet sex to taste her holy nectar directly from the source. The warmth of her arousal flooded his every single sense and overwhelmed his mind in a single breath.

"Ohhhh, my goddess ..." he moaned, even whimpered.

"Yes. Be mine, and let out all your desires, Laurie."

Even after so many evenings spent lost in her marecunt, he was no less infatuated with it. Her scent was everything to him. Even simply sticking his face in between her plump folds and breathing as deeply as he could filled him with enough pleasure to compare to an orgasm. The girly deer had been worshipping her for hours, but it hardly felt as much. Mindlessly throbbing away as he licked and tended to every single detail of her great, life-giving pussy left him drenched to the skin in her juices, swallowing them down when they welled up on his tongue. Her taste was every bit as fulfilling as her natural breeder perfume.

Yet for all she did for him with her touch and essence alike, there was nothing quite like hearing her praise him.

"You are such a good boy, Laurie. My precious doe. My loyal shrine maiden. I have something very special for you today. A reward for all your time spent in my service."

She paused briefly to let it all sink in. He'd been stiff the entire time, eagerly engorged but never quite feeling the urgent need to cum before she told him to. It was hearing her speak to him so fondly that tipped him over from firm, to ragingly hard, throbbing for her with a sudden ache of anticipation. His excited whimpers distracted him from the task at hand, which made her gently rest a scaled palm on the back of his head and push his muzzle inside her tightly kneading cunt all over again. The soft schlup of slick walls rubbing over his face couldn't distract him from her voice.

"Please do not stop. You will see what awaits you in time."

He worked hard to eat her out and drink every single drop of her lust for as long as she wished him to. His ears perked at the sound of her song when she softly sang a hymn of virility and desire. Sometimes she paused between verses to give a deep, breathy moan when his saturated tongue slurped just right. He lingered on the spots that brought an extra deep squeeze out of her, that made her clench around his muzzle as if to keep him there. The thought was anything but frightful to him. To be consumed by the sacred pussy of his goddess would have been the highest honour.

For as deep as he was in his scent-drunk state, sniffing the pure ambrosia of Corisande's cunt right into his senses, he always knew the other gryphon by his musk. Such a pleasing, potent aroma it was that clung to him wherever he went, inspiring thoughts and desires with his mere presence. Laurie had spent nearly as much time tending to Xavier as he had with the goddess herself after his weeks with the queendom. Or had it been months by then? Either way, he took great pride in the fact that not only did Corisande herself seem so pleased with him, but her own father did as well. He truly must have been someone special if he could make them both feel good.

That big black crowgryph was somewhere nearby, pacing the expansive chambers. Laurie could feel him somehow. Maybe he had become truly connected to the gryph and hippogriff alike, body and soul. He was already flagging his tail with anticipation, just imagining all that the handsome stud-beast could do to him. Swimming in Corisande's juices the entire time simply pushed him deeper into utter stupor, into lust-soaked devotion that required little in the way of thinking. He'd almost forgotten what words were by the time they spoke.

"Ah, my favourite doe, right where he belongs. How long has he been between your thighs?"

Laurie could hear the smile in Corisande's voice. "As long as he needs. I am not sure if he can hear you, in truth."

"I don't think he needs to. All he needs to know is he's about to feel even better." The sound of the gryphon's feathers ruffling came with him settling down, just behind the doe. "Now, I know we have discussed what to do with him, but I don't think we ever truly came to a conclusion. What are your thoughts?"

Considering the possibilities gave enough of a rise to the hippogriff's arousal that she clenched up around Laurie's face even tighter, dragging him slightly inside of her.

"Ahh. Each path holds such temptation. He has taken so well to you, I think it only fair that you are the one to decide. Where do you think he is better suited? Who shall be the one to consume this fine servant?"

It was just as Laurie thought - just as he hoped. The next step of his journey had finally come. All his efforts were about to be rewarded. He didn't know precisely what it meant, nor what the future held for him, but he knew that it was what they wanted for him. That was all that could ever matter. His delicious fate was in the talons of the gryphon seated just behind him, tapping at his beak in consideration. At last, Xavier cleared his throat to speak.

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"Bring that cute ass here, Laurie. Let's make you feel like a proper doe before you're tucked away in the cunt you love."

The deer didn't have to move in the slightest for Xavier to mount him. He felt the light touch of talons tugging at his hips, lifting him up into position for a proper rutting, but he remained between Corisande's thighs the entire time. Just because a massive gryphon was about to fuck him wasn't any excuse to go easy on the servicing. He kept himself buried there, wrapped up in the slowly pulsing embrace of goddess pussy, feeling it hug around him with nearly every lick he gave. In his rising excitement he simply ate the lady gryph out all the more eagerly, slipping and slopping until he was outright swallowing throatfuls of her juices.

Drinking of the sweetest nectar made him ready for anything. He was far from intimidated by Xavier's size anymore. Even if the gryphon was grinding on him with a knotted, lightly barbed cock that reached from Laurie's ass to his shoulders. The doe knew well by then that gryphons just had a way of making it fit, no matter how impossible it seemed. Not to mention he was getting even better at being a perfect cozy bottom for Corisande's extensive family and followers alike to mount again and again. Such were the privileges of being among her chosen.

Just because he was more experienced didn't mean he wasn't overwhelmed by the sheer lustful power of the gryphon penetrating him. Xavier slipped down beneath that short tail and pushed smoothly inside the doe until Laurie's belly was bulging. He didn't stop until he had his hefty nuts resting snugly against the deer's butt. A few humps just to get nice and comfortable already had the effect of pushing Laurie all the more deeply into Corisande. It was the deepest his face had even been, slurping succulently all around his head. Yet her embrace was ever tender, ever soothing even as his features were getting completely drenched in her juices. He bathed in the scent of her lust and he soaked up the pleasure of getting fucked by a great, handsome beast. Nothing could have made him feel more worthy.

"Ah, there we go." Xavier grunted as he settled in, getting cozy with his cock sheathed in Laurie's rump. The doe could hear the little smirk in his voice as he spoke. "Deer truly are blessed with some of the most fuckable butts in all the land. No wonder you chose him."

Corisande spoke of him fondly as she stroked his spine, leaving him blushing with delight. "He has brought such pleasure to so many of my followers. It is only right that I should grant him the highest of honours."

Xavier's thrusts were as precise as they were powerful. He knew Laurie's body better than the deer did himself. Pressing in all the right spots to be sure to pleasuring that fine, tight butt as much as he was pleasuring himself with the doe's body, he humped hard and steady until Laurie found himself slipping even deeper into the horsebird pussy enveloping his features and senses alike. The warmth, the slick touch, the squishing splish of her juices and wet walls squishing all around him ought to have been too much for him to possibly handle, but he simply moaned inside of her, the sound growing more muffled as he went.

Swimming within his goddess, taking her father's cock under his tail, he simply had no choice but to spill his seed for them both. His own shaft jumped and twitched on its own, and he ended up clenching hard on Xavier's dick when the knot kissed against his rim. His body madly pumped, briefly possessed by the spirit of pure ecstasy they evoked upon him, and then he gave them his offering all over the bedsheets of his goddess. Cumming long and hard didn't change their plans for him in the slightest. Nor was it enough to even make him soften.

They carried on with him, letting him briefly falter and even seem to pass out for a moment, but it was merely a process of him shaking off orgasm and preparing for another. He was hard, dripping, throbbing for them in seconds. Breathing almost nothing but Corisande's fertile scent kept him caught up in the reverence for the moment. Xavier fucked him hard, spanking a pair of truly plump gryph nuts against his cushy butt, shoving him ever deeper with each thrust. Any harder, and Laurie was going to disappear inside Corisande entirely, he thought, only to slowly realize that was exactly the intent.

Some might have reacted with fear to feel their shoulders slip past the clenching grip of the ladygryph's cunt, but not Laurie. He was being granted the greatest gift of all, to enter the body of his goddess entirely. Trusting her entirely with his life and form alike, he let himself submit to her firmly flexing embrace, listening to the walls sucking and slurping all around him as he delved face-first into her womb. She crowed to him, she sang, she moaned, and though it all came muffled to his ears he delighted in it all the same.

Another hard, smacking thrust, and a little more of Laurie vanished. He schlurped away, swallowed up by the sheer power of Corisande's inner muscles, squeezing him, kneading him, tending to him in what felt like a massage even as she was consuming him. He hardly thought of it as a consumption, though. She was accepting him deeper into her embrace than ever before, allowing him to dwell within the sacred womb which had given life to so many hybrids. Exactly what sort of blessing it would impart upon him remained to be seen, but he was ready for anything.

A deep grunt, something of a panther snarl, and of course the playful cawing of a horny gryph came with Xavier bottoming out within that fine, tight ass. He made those doe curves bounce with his deep, forceful knotting, but for as rough as he was, he never hurt Laurie in the slightest. The deer felt nothing but bliss as he sank smoothly inside Corisande, halfway enveloped in horsebird cunt right at the very moment he got a thick gryph knot wedge snugly in his butt. Caught up between the two possessive birds, he thought he couldn't have been happier, right up until the moment Xavier dumped his big fat nuts in that tight ass and flooded the queen's beloved shrine maiden with cum.

Still humping and thrusting all through his peak, throughout his gushing, Xavier filled Laurie to the brim with fresh, hot spunk. The divine seed of the breeder gryph may not have knocked him up, but the deer cherished it all the same. It made him feel so very warm and cozy inside, tingling all over. His legs twitched and kicked a little in sheer ecstasy, as if absorbing the gryphon's own pleasure. When his body couldn't resist offering tribute once more, he shot his seed directly into the goddess herself. She overtook his waist, his hips, slowly slipping his cock within her as Xavier fucked him right into her.

Each plunge of the gryphon's shaft, each pump of his hips only pushed Laurie deeper. The deer was little more than a pair of legs sticking out of a hippogriff pussy, hugged tight by Corisande's marecunt, massaged from all sides. Being pushed and dragged into her body couldn't have been more comfortable. Every squeeze of pleasure, every sudden stiff contraction that passed through her inner muscles was all because of him. Xavier gradually pulled his knot out of the deer's creamed rump, leaving him leaking seed within his goddess, and pushed in right after Laurie's thighs. The two of them fucked their way through the holy consumption process, bringing the more masculine scent of pure gryphon along with the welcoming fragrance of Corisande's womb.

One more squeeze, and he was gone. Getting dragged away, swallowed up, and tucked fully inside the breeder goddess' belly brought him an all new form of ecstasy.. She cradled him and kneaded him from the outside, running her scaled fingers over his shape. He squirmed, but certainly not in protest. Laurie was bathing in stimulation, getting hugged from every side at once, soothed and stroked, soaking in the love of the great mother goddess. That he could be part of the union between father and holy daughter only made him feel all the more excited and calmed at once.

They fucked in a moaning, crowing, shaking mess of squirting juices until Laurie could feel Corisande's body rippling with the pleasure coursing through her. Xavier was much rougher with her, and she soaked it all in, right up to wrapping up his engorged knot with her winking cunt. Flexing hard on his locked-in bulb, she wailed a slightly broken song and reached her fullest height. Even tucked away within her, Laurie could hear her squirting. She laid her glistening tribute to Xavier's prowess all over his swinging, shining nuts and he gave her every bit as much of his seed as he'd given the stuffed deer within her.

The chamber was soon partly flooded with gryph cum, soaking into Laurie's fur, into his skin. He was drenched and marked as thoroughly as he was filled, and there he was to remain throughout the entirety of Xavier's knotted orgasm. The gryphon unloaded his flexing balls until they were utterly drained, completely emptied out after shooting what must have been gallons of cum. Laurie tasted it, even ended up swallowing some of it, and found himself immersed up to the neck as it slowly absorbed into Corisande's womb. He wondered if she'd just been bred by her father, or if he had instead. The walls encouraged him to settle, to close his eyes that couldn't see anything anyway. Tucked away in the safety of his mistress' godly womb, he knew he would be completely safe.

To sleep within his goddess was the greatest gift of all. The cum slowly flowed away, absorbed by the walls around him, or simply soaked into his skin. His senses were constantly overtaken by their combined scents, but he could think of no better perfume to delight him. He was ready to sleep, to stew and marinate in everything around him as he got slowly massaged by the calm pulses of the womb around him. Xavier slowly pulled out from Corisande's slopped sex and left her dripping, leaning in to nudge his beak against that pregnant-looking belly.

"I can't wait to see you tomorrow, Laurie. You will be reborn to serve even better than you already do. And you're already so good at it."

Corisande was considerably less chatty, cooing softly, singing to herself as she ran her palms over her smooth belly.

"Rejoice," she simply said, and Laurie certainly did.

He was left in suspended ecstasy right up to the moment he either drifted off or passed out. It was a peaceful slumber either way, one that left him dreaming only of his goddess, and his utter devotion to her. His body slowly changed as he slumbered, but no harm came to him. He breathed steadily, even if every breath was tinged by her essence. That only made him more in love with her, more obsessed with her every touch, taste, and scent by the time he finally opened his eyes once more. The light of the outside world slowly enveloped him as she slipped him back out entirely intact, but subtly different.

It took him some time to take stock of the changes that had befallen him. He lay in a puddle of femjuices, drenched to the skin, yet so comfortable and warm even outside of her. There was no surface to examine his reflection, but it wasn't about how he looked, it was about how he felt. First of all, there was the enduring joy of belonging to her that much more, of bearing her mark, letting her shape him to her liking. He was even more pleased to find that she considered his deer form ideal as it was. The only thing that had truly changed was how much more potent he felt.

"Oh! Ohhhh ..." was his exclamation, followed by his moan when that energy started crackling through him.

It felt like he was ready to breed her entire flock, but he only had eyes for her. He stiffened to full when he turned to look at her and found her smiling at him. Either he was a little bigger than before, or he simply had more lust than ever, even more desire pent up within him, throbbing away when she gave him so much as a sultry glance. She offered her hand, and he took it so she could stroke over the back of his palm.

"Look how perfect you are. There was little need to change you, my beloved servant," she told him. "You are beloved as the deer you are. But do you feel it? A little more malleable, a little more enduring. I have granted you small but significant blessings to ensure you never feel strained as you offer all the devotion I know you can."

Laurie blushed brightly just to hear it. He wanted to say something but found himself stammering at first. It took several seconds for him to find his voice. He couldn't help a soft laugh.

"I half thought I'd awaken as a bird. I would have loved that too, of course. But I am very flattered."

Corisande squeezed his hand. "All creatures are deserving of love in my queendom. Each brings its own beauty. Especially you."

She playfully booped him on the nose with a soft talon, then tugged him a little closer. He kissed her without prompting, working up and down her neck, or all over her great, ample breasts. A soft moan from her beak and a stroke down his spine only encouraged him to keep going, to immerse himself in her and press closer and closer until he was snug between her thighs, twitching against the plump folds of her juicy equine pussy. She was already drenched for him, already leaking her juices all over her sleek thighs or down the curves of her ass to meet her tail. The same sex that had slurped him fully inside and out again was every bit as tight as ever when he lined his shaft up with entrance.

All he could manage was a whisper as he slickly, noisily penetrated her once more.

"My goddess ..."

"Yes, my dear, sweet Laurie. Give me your everything."

Though the day had only just begun, he was as good as booked. He was stiffened, firmer, more productive than ever before. His balls were already clenching with the urge to blow a load inside her - with so many more to come. He felt as if he could fuck her all day long without getting tired or sore, until her womb was full and her body was drenched in his cum. That remained to be seen of course, but he trusted in her power. Such a gift she had given him, and he was going to make absolutely certain she tasted the fruit of her generosity with his unending devotion to her body, and her pleasure. The winking grip of her pussy all wrapped up around his newly blessed cock told him she was just as eager to experience his newfound power, his newfound role as her tireless breeding stud, like the good doe he was always meant to be.

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"Just keep doing what you're doing, Laurie. I'll take it from here."

The doe expected to feel the gryph mounting up on him at any moment, but that wasn't quite what he got. The slow stroke of a thick hybrid cock trailing down his spine made him jump and shiver in anticipation. He couldn't help a moan between Corisande's thighs when he felt that gryph dick smear precum across one of his pert asscheeks, but Xavier kept going, kept painting the doe in his lusty juices until he glossed them across the base of Laurie's hooves. If that was what the gryph wanted, Laurie was happy to provide all the hoofjobs Xavier wanted, but it was so much more than that.

A slow grind grew more intimate and intense by the moment, until Laurie felt the distinct transition from rubbing to gripping. All it took was one smooth, slurping thrust to start pulling the doe's legs directly down the gryph's cock. The sudden flexing squeeze pulling around Laurie's calves might have been startling to some. He embraced it with a moan that came muffled inside Corisande's cunt. The hippogriff kept her hand on the back of his head to ensure he remained smothered deep between the plump lips of her pussy, all caught up in the pumping and the squeezing that came with her excitement. He was to remain in her service right up until the moment he no longer could.

Xavier took his time, cawing softly as he worked his way up along Laurie's girly body. It wasn't for lack of ability that he moved along so slowly. He wasn't straining, or putting in much effort at all. It was all just to tease the doe with his inevitable creaming. Inching up along his legs left Laurie feeling the engulfing warmth, the wet heat within the gryphon consuming him. He hardly thought of it that way. It didn't feel like being eaten, but more like being embraced, and helped along the way to his new, glorious form, whatever that might be.

"There. Keep on relaxing, just like that." Xavier leaned down to let the rumble of his voice resonate through Laurie all the more deeply. "You're being such a good doe."

"And your rewards shall be great." Corisande didn't have to say as much, but hearing it made him all the more subservient, all the more ready, no matter how overwhelming it was going to be.

The stimulation of his senses left him slightly overpowered, slightly overwhelmed by the scents, the touches, the constant squeezing massage of a cock swallowing him whole. Kneading and slurping him in with nothing more than the flexes of Xavier's lust, he soon found himself enveloped up to the waist. The constant flexing around his own shaft nearly made him cum on the spot. He was left tossing his head back, whimpering into his queen's pussy, wiggling his hips back and forth. The motion just made for more rubbing, more stimulation, and even more twitching of Laurie's stiff shaft as it got gulped down by the powerful contractions of the gryphon's cock. Xavier's voice was a sultry rumble, occasionally jumping to a slight growl in his pleasure.

"You slide down so smoothly, Laurie. Those curves feel incredible in my dick. You were made for this."

Working over that halfway spot made for an even bigger bulge sliding down Xavier's shaft, outlining the doe's fine ass nicely beneath the violet surface. That didn't slow the gryph any. He was speeding up in his rising excitement. Along with the typical corvid croaks and caws that left his beak, there rose the snarls of a horny panther. He wanted Laurie. His balls were flexing, even audibly churning before those hooves even touched down into the pair of his great, smooth nuts. Dragging the doe swiftly from between his queen's thighs, he left Laurie doused in a whole new scent. Though he longed for his queen's taste the moment it left his tongue, he soon had something else to satisfy his palate in the form of the juices shooting up around his chest and shoulders, misting him in the face with the musk of the gryphon stud's desire.

"Good boy, Laurie. Don't be afraid." Corisande cupped his chin where it was sticking out of the gryphon's cock. "I shall gaze into those beautiful eyes again soon."

Xavier's growls were growing less restrained, but he still softened his voice to reassure the doe before he fully vanished in the musk-packed depths that awaited him. "Just a little more now. Dive down to where you belong. You shall serve us both better than ever before when I am done with you."

He only grew more acquainted with that rich flavour when Xavier completely overtook his face. One more heavy swallow that sounded every bit like a gulp to Laurie's muffled ears left the deer completely immersed in gryphon cock. He didn't linger there for long. Great, greedy flexes of the gryph's shaft dragged him fully away, stuffed him hooves-first right to the very bottom of his bouncing sack. Laurie was drenched in gryph spunk from the moment he entered, and only grew more saturated the more of him settled down into the generously jiggling nuts between Xavier's muscled hind legs.

One last audible swallow sealed Laurie away. It was far from a prison when it hugged him from all sides like that, leaving him to swim in the warm touch and the steady sloshing seed all around him. He felt the intimacy of Xavier's need for him pulsing all around his curvy body, pulling tighter and tighter to his curves. The first extended squeeze squished him down deeper into the thick jizz that was already sinking into his skin. It was becoming more than just a coating all over his fur, infusing him with that potent essence he loved to huff straight from the source.

"There you are. Settle in. Relax. Make yourself at home. I'll do the rest," Xavier said, in a muffled voice that was nonetheless completely audible to Laurie, as if their very minds were already connected.

Corisande too spoke in such a way that was clear to him. She offered her reassurances in her usual gentle tone. "This is far from the end for you, my dear doe. You shall be reborn, carrying our blessings. And such a glorious day it shall be."

Swimming in gryphon jizz already felt like a blessing of its own. He hardly needed to be calmed, even once the walls started to squeeze on him more aggressively. Xavier was holding back. Laurie could tell by the huffing that escaped the gryph's beak. It would have been so easy to simply let go and squish the doe into a fresh load of jizz all at once. Instead, the gryph took to slowly massaging all that spunk into every inch of the doe's body, soaking him through with that delicious scent, drenching him in mouth-watering musk. All the while, Xavier's nuts were churning and audibly glorping, but Laurie never felt anything that might have alarmed him.

It was like one long sigh into the dark, into the sweet, satisfying sensation of belonging to someone. Even better that it was Xavier. The supreme example of gryphon virility was melting him into fresh cum, and it couldn't have felt better. Laurie sank down a little more with every squeeze, every gentle flex of the gryph's nuts to knead away all the softening shapes and angles of his body. The bulge of his form pressing out beneath the surface of the sleek-furred sack holding him so tightly shrank down and smoothed over, working him into a nut-stuffing load with every glut glut glut.

Even as the process grew more aggressive, Laurie was caught up in the pleasure of it all. Before he was fully churned away, he offered one more small contribution to the mess all around him in the form of a few good spurts milked out of him by the sheer ecstasy of being digested into cum. It might have been indecipherable from the rest of the cream all around him, but it was all about showing his appreciation for the gryphon squeezing him, juicing him, and utterly squishing him down into something softer and more malleable. Kneading on a shape bulging in his nuts that vaguely resembled a cute, shapely deer, but it was hardly Laurie anymore.

Yet for everything that happened to him, the deer still found himself feeling every squeeze, every pulse of pleasure that came from Xavier's throbbing and churning. It was as if he had merged deeply enough with the gryph to feel his own pleasure. He could feel himself sloshing around in Xav's nuts, could feel the thumping urge that made the gryphon's knot swell out. Laurie even felt himself dripping down from the tip of that shiny violet cock. He truly belonged to Xavier, and he was going to serve the gryphon in any way he possibly could.

One more deep, slightly harsh clench left Laurie glurching down to nothing more than cum, packing Xav's nuts to the brim. The plump, round pair smoothed over and swelled out with a loudly sloshing load barely contained within them. Every throb was letting off a little pressure in the form of precum outright shooting all over the bedroom, splashing Corisande's shiny breasts and belly alike. The goddess reached forth to fondle her father's mighty cock in both hands. If Laurie had anything left to moan with, he would have, sharing in that sensitivity, in that urgent need that absolutely pounded through every single inch of Xavier's shaft. He even managed to hear the goddess speak.

"You shall enter my womb in your new form, and I shall birth the seed you are into something familiar, yet new all at once. You are going to make such good offspring, Laurie."

She patted the deer right on the gryphon's balls, helping to jostle around all the pent up spunk within Xavier's trembling sack. He could hardly take it. Neither of them could. Xavier gave a little jab of his hips, humping at the air until he could finally settle down atop the goddess. It might have been father and daughter meeting in the bedroom, but Laurie hardly thought of it like that. To him, it was the joining of two perfect mating beasts, and he was the catalyst for their courtship. He was going to serve the queen's womb, not as her breeder, but as the very seed that bred her.

First though, Xavier had to fuck him into her. Laurie would have loved to watch the whole process, but his role was to slosh and jostle in the gryphon's swinging balls, and help make them PLAP all the harder against the thighs and ass of the juicy goddess. It was one of the rare times when Corisande was truly overtaken and perhaps even overwhelmed by the sheer breeding prowess of the gryphon. She stretched herself across the bed and simply let Xavier take her. He stuffed her full and knotted her in an instant, letting her plump pussy lips hug and squish around that solid bulb. She was already winking madly for him, already pumping and kneading on his dick like she was going to cum just from being penetrated.

"Take me, kind father, giver of sacred life, progenitor of the queendom. Fuck me."

His response was merely an extended growl, though an affectionate one. Xavier was always a little rough with those like Laurie, but he held back just enough to keep from scaring or hurting the precious worshippers he played with. With such a thick hippogriff on his dick, he could truly act the wild beast he was at heart. Corisande's entire bedchambers shook with the gryph rutting she was getting. Xavier thumped her hard, rammed her deep into her royal bed, and left their juices spilling across the sacred sheets with each knot-popping thrust. Wrenching himself free of her hungering grip, only to dive in and tie with her all over again sent their fluids squirting all across sleek black fur, feathers, and skin alike.

All the while, Laurie's creamed self loudly jostled around within Xavier's swinging sack. The heavy smack against Corisande sent her jiggling, and ensured every last solid trace of Laurie was completely liquefied into nut-bloating spunk. The gryph was all but feral with the need to release that pressure, clacking his beak, bellowing in his corvid voice when he wasn't simply snarling. Then, a full roar. He let all the queendom know of their courtship, and Laurie was right there offering everything he could to that glorious mating session.

The eruption of the gryphon's cumshot into the sacred womb of the goddess came with a squelch heard by all the worshippers through the temple. Xavier's pent up excitement released all at once, flooding Corisande in his seed, in his rich, virile cum until she was all swollen to the brim. Her belly grew until she looked pregnant already, and he kept cumming until she was jetting out her juices along with his seed. Her winking, flexing orgasm came with a ruffle of her feathers, a kick of her legs, and a great, musical cry from her beak that Laurie would have been delighted to hear.

Breeding Corisande full of all the gryph seed the doe helped him churn up left Xavier's balls finally returning to their normal size, more or less. That still meant they were a hefty pair that fit snugly between the hippogriff's meaty thighs. He drained them until she was full and he was finally satisfied, crowing out and sighing atop her. With his knot still stuck inside of her, he remained there, shrouding her, sheltering her under his feathery bulk, all wrapped in his wings. She may have been a goddess, but it was still his fatherly duty to make her feel nice and safe, even after he just knocked her up. Perhaps especially then.

They slept together, sheltered in the temple, as the worshippers carried on the duties that kept the forest queendom running. The goddess was pregnant once again, and it was always a time for celebration. Some asked where Laurie had gone, and were only told they would see him again, when the time was right. It wasn't a lie. Once Xavier's seed took root within the hippogriff, the queen began to grow. She swelled up to a massively pregnant size in a mere matter of weeks. All of her most devoted followers were gathered to witness the newest member of Corisande's flock.

Laying not one but two large eggs was a simple process for she who had given birth to so many before. That was where Laurie found himself opening his eyes once more. The light gradually came to view once the shell cracked around him, and he spilled into sight a touch disoriented but nonetheless delighted by the turn of events. Corisande welcomed him back to his life of worship, offering her scaled hand to him. When he took it, he came to realize his were quite similar to her own. The doe was still a fully grown deer like he had been before Xavier creamed him up, but he had taken on a few of his mother's features while she held him inside.

A crest of feathers on his head and down his spine, a scaled set of hands and taloned feet where hooves had been, along with a set of wings to unfurl were all his blessings. He admired himself and smiled to his goddess, who nodded her beaming approval. So too did she smile at the other beside him. Laurie only noticed them then. Turning his head, he found himself looking into a very familiar set of eyes. He wasn't the only deer-gryph birthed that day. She could have been his twin.

Smiling timidly, and looking down at herself, the busty new hybrid bird offered a shy wave as she accustomed herself to her surroundings and her body alike. She seemed a little disoriented by the way she was bobbing her head about, but she calmed herself when she heard Corisande's voice.

"Laurie, meet your new sister, Wren."

Wren took a moment to take it all in, then happily repeated her new name.

"Wren ... Wren. I like that!" She smiled brightly and reached over for Laurie. "I think ... I think I'm you. Or I was? This is so exciting I don't even know what to say."

"We don't always have to find the right words. Sometimes it's better that way."

"I know that! I'm you! Or was!" She giggled a little.

Corisande gave them their time together before she went on.

"It is as she says. She remembers being you, but you are separate now. One mind made two, apart and yet ever connected, filled with that passion I so adore. All the better to serve me. I enjoyed the love you give me so much, I simply had to make more of you."

The new siblings held hands, still a touch overwhelmed by it all, squirming where they knelt before their goddess. It was a lot to get used to, especially for Wren, but if Laurie knew himself, he knew how to be there for her, whenever she needed him. The moment was calm and peaceful as they settled in together, right where Laurie had begun his journey. Newly reborn and carrying the mark of their mother, the blessing of feathers on their girly forms, they lowered themselves between her thighs to tend to her just as Laurie always did. He had never quite finished worshipping her cunt before everything began, after all, and two tongues served her even better than one.

Sometimes they smooched or nuzzled when they weren't simply obsessing over the hefty folds of Corisande's marecunt. They made out with that pussy and exchanged those lusty juices between their mouths before going in for more. Of course they worked well together. Each of them knew how the other thought, and their minds were filled with mutual adoration for the goddess who made such a thing possible. They revelled in the fragrances that flooded their senses, and they gave their praises in the best way they knew how.

They would have remained together all night, but the looming presence of the gryphon breeder who had helped make them cut things slightly short. Wren was far from complaining. She simply allowed herself to be dragged away when Xavier decided it was time. Her voice rang bright and slightly sharp to express her shock and surprise over how it felt to have a gryphon tongue caressing the folds of her new pussy. From stunned and overstimulated to warmly moaning for the big gryph, she swiftly adapted to the changes to her body. She was ready to offer herself to Xavier, doe tail lifted and wiggling, hips swaying, legs quivering with the absolute need that drizzled down her inner thighs.

"Good girl. You were always such a doe, this just seems natural, doesn't it?" Xavier spoke warmly as he climbed over the presenting doe, casually mounting her, letting his cock throb against her tender pussy lips. "I will treat you entirely as gently as you like, and as roughly as you need. You shall be a mother to be by nightfall."

"Nnnnh ..." she merely said.

"That's right. Your body is the greatest gift the queendom can ask for." He reached down to groom her feathers with his beak, and then sank his barbed cock smoothly inside of her in one long, wet motion.

While she was wailing away, getting her pussy fucked for the very first time by a gryphon who knew precisely how to pleasure her, Laurie could only softly gasp when Corisande took him by the head. She worked to gently guide him up to her bust, where he rested his head, kissing her breasts, licking at her dark teats until they leaked for him. He lapped at her milk with something almost like desperation, drinking every drop he could get. It was every bit as sweet as the first taste with every single slurp.

Immersed in her curves, and then wrapped tightly in her thighs, he was all hers, just as he wanted to be. A gloss of his cock across her pussy didn't last long before she got a hold of him. The clamp of her equine sex wrapping all all around his cock left him reeling from the sheer pleasure she granted him. He didn't have to fuck her, even when he was on top of her. All he needed was the tight, intense kneading and milking that came with her every pleasurable clench to start working him towards orgasm.

"In your new form, you are closer to me than ever. You are my precious one, Laurie. I want you. I long to feel your seed inside me and to see what we might create together. Breed with me, my beloved servant.``

His response was a whimper as if struck. It wasn't for any sort of upset she caused him. He simply didn't know how to express his excitement when he heard that verbal beckoning. He wanted that so much. Kissing her wildly, sucking on her tits, and humping at her pussy inelegantly but passionately, he let himself be lost in her embrace, in all the pleasure she granted him. His soft cries and moans mingled with Wren's, just nearby. The doe took that gryphon cock like she was born for it, and that probably wasn't far from the truth.

With the flock in attendance, praising the good name of the goddess, the reborn does claimed their place as the holy gryphons' favoured breeders, rutting and being rutted, synced up to the point they could all but feel each other's bliss flowing out between them. Laurie had only been with the queendom for a short time, and yet he was already so deeply intertwined with them. His life, and that of his new sister, belonged to Corisande, and their bodies were utterly devoted to bringing the gryphons all the pleasures they craved.

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Come morning, the queen rose from her throne to go in search of her favourite little does. They weren't answering her calls. Their minds were clouded by something. She might have felt concerned if she didn't have a sneaking suspicion of exactly what that was. Pacing her halls, to the reverence of all who saw her, she soon came upon Xavier, whose posture didn't immediately reveal his guests. Only by looking close to spot where two pairs of hooves stuck out from beneath his great, hefty nuts did she discover why they weren't responsive.

"Would you so happen to know what has become of our newest reborn pair, dearest father?" She spoke with amusement gleaming in her eyes.

Xavier simply lifted his haunches slowly up to reveal two utterly blissed, musk-drenched worshippers smiling dumbly at nothing in particular. They were far from unconscious. Instead, they were focused intently on his scent and taste to the detriment of all higher thought. They'd been marinating beneath his balls, licking, kissing, sucking and nothing else, to the point they could barely remember who they were. The gryphon had claimed them both in the night, for his own pleasure, and his reward was a pair of talented ball polishers to get his sack glistening more than ever for all the drool they'd contributed to the sleek-furred surface. Corisande couldn't help a gentle laugh.

"And how long have you had them down there?"

"All through the night, as you slept. I think I even drifted off at some point." Xavier gave his devious smile. "I sought to see if I might be able to tell the difference between the two, that one might outpace the other, but they are precisely the same. Just as devoted as one another."

"As they ought to be. To think, we now have twice the doe as before. Such a good boy he is, and now such a good girl as well."

Then she stepped back, and gestured towards him.

"Do carry on."

Down went his balls again, thumping over them in a teabagging motion. He couldn't help but hump and grind as he got himself back into position, and then he simply rested, leaving them to dwell beneath him all the longer. There was nothing they could possibly need when they had the musk of a true breeder to sustain them. Their arousal may have pulsed and quivered, even dripped, but they felt no strain, no ache, nothing but the delight that came with worshipping the highest of Corisande's followers, if he could be called such. They were two minds united in a single purpose, thinking next to nothing at all. It was only the beginning of the pleasures the two of them were bound to share together, and they would have each other throughout it all.