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The Consequences of Unpaid Debts

For Jimbo_The_Crow

By Draconicon

When Professor Pemryru asked Joseph to stay behind after class, he knew that he was in trouble. The crow sat as uncaringly as possible in his chair, affecting an annoyance that he certainly felt, but not as strongly as he was seized by a sudden fear further down.

She knows.

The crow sat with his spine against the high-backed chair, trying and failing to lounge at the folding desk-seat that every student had to deal with in the lecture halls. He lost his black-feathered self in the rune-marked coat that all students were given upon entry to the Academia Draconis: a soft green with blue stitching for him, with the stitches running along his back, down each sleeve, and shimmering along the coat-tails at the back. It was roomy enough that his slender, fluffy self all but disappeared inside it most of the time, but under the eyes of the professor...

He winced as the last of the students left the lecture hall. Professor Pemryru remained behind the desk on the lecture stage, and the white-scaled, blue-winged dragoness curled her finger at him. The crow debated making her call him directly, but quickly decided against that plan. She was already probably pissed at him; no need to make it worse.

Sliding out of his desk with his hands in his coat pockets, he shuffled down the stairs and up to the stage. His talons clicked with each forced step that he had to make going up, and he came to a halt on the other side of her desk.

"Yeah?" he said, riding the line between respect and the bluntness he forced at all times.

"You're an SSG student."

"...So?"

"So. They need to pay their debts. And you..." She clicked her tongue as she leaned forward, resting her chin on the backs of her hands. "You haven't been paying it back. Have you?"

"..."

"Joseph. Speak."

The crow hissed as the spell embedded on the back of his neck came to life, tingling and giving a soft shock up and down his spine. He stood up straighter, his body forced to a more respectful pose, and his arms slid behind his back under the influence of the spell. His beak clicked, grinding against itself for a few seconds before the spell 'encouraged' him to respond.

"I have not," his voice rebelled, speaking for him.

"That's what I thought," the dragoness said, sighing as she dropped her gaze. "Joseph, Joseph, Joseph. I thought that we had an understanding. I would leave you alone if you found someone that you would actually pay your debts to. We had a talk just last week about this. Were you lying to me?"

"Yes."

Goddammit.

"Why?"

"Because I - mmph!"

Joseph tried to force his beak closed again, but the spell that every SSG student was under compelled his obedience. His beak parted and he was forced to speak again.

"Because I thought it'd be hotter if you forced it to happen. I'm not a good crow, you know."

"Hmm, hmm. I see that the Headmaster's been adjusting the compulsion spell again. Speaking from the subconscious, are we?"

Joseph would have been growling if he was physically capable of it. As it was, his head bobbed up and down in a quick nod of affirmation.

"Well, I suppose that boys that prefer punishment will be a thing in school. You haven't grown up yet, and most of you still need to learn your place. Fortunately..."

Professor Pemryru stood up from her desk, and Joseph had a wonderful view of the dragoness. She was, quite frankly, eye-candy for anyone that had a thing for the feminine form. She had the slightest of droop, but that was as easily explained by the sheer heft of her hips and thighs and ass as it was from any age. Her power-suit top pushed forward from her breasts, and her pants always seemed to strain as she walked from the size of her ass. Her tail swayed over it, and it always drew his eyes downwards, making him stare at her when she walked past the assembled students before class.

This was no exception. Joseph started to look away -

"Stare, dear."

Only for the compulsion to direct his eyes downward. It was impossible not to look at her butt as she walked by, her hips swaying slowly, his eyes locked on her cheeks that were just barely visible through the tight fabric. The curve of her cheeks and the valley between went about halfway from the bottom of her rump to the base of her tail, and almost against his will, the corvid started getting an erection from the view.

"I know what you like," she said, circling him, making him turn to follow her. "Your paperwork for the Sexual Service Grant compelled you to list all the different kinks that you enjoy. Feet, paws, 'thicc asses,' and so much more. Many would be quite envious of your position, paying for your tuition with sexual service...and yet, here you are. Pushing your luck. Waiting for one of us to take it further and show you just where you belong. Hmmm. Perhaps you forgot a little kink to add to your contract, little bird?"

"Or maybe I just wanted to experiment," he said. "Or maybe I thought I could get away with not doing it at all, if I was smart enough."

"Nobody's smart enough for that, dear."

She bumped him with her hip, and the difference between their builds sent him flying. He hit the floor with a grunt, but no sooner had he managed to sit up again than she had one foot out of her sandals and the soft, slightly damp sole of her foot pressed right to his crotch. He clicked his beak, freezing in place as she lifted a finger and compelled him through the enchantment again.

"Stay, dear."

"Nnngh..."

"You're going to have to pay back a full week's worth of tuition at once, Joseph. That means that I'm going to have to do something a little more...extreme...to get all the pleasure that I want out of you tonight."

"Nngh...what's the matter...no friends to share me with?" he said with a forced chuckle.

"Hardly, but intercourse isn't going to be enough tonight. I think that we'll have to start with relieving those balls of yours, though. They're already fit to burst, aren't they?"

The crow would have yelped if he could have talked freely; the feeling of her toe claw ripping right through his pants was unnerving enough, but the feeling of his dick leaping out and getting stopped by the point of that claw sent shivers down his spine. He could feel that sharp point, a terrifying bit of peril for something so sensitive, before she tilted her ankle and left the smoother, blunter side of her toe claw stroke against his tip.

"Now, how much do you love a woman's feet, Mr. Joseph?"

"Mmmph...enough to...get hard from them..."

"But not enough to cum from them?"

"I haven't had the - mmph - pleasure yet."

"You will soon."

As the white dragoness pulled her other foot from its sandal, she leaned back against her desk and brought her legs up. His cock was swallowed between her soft, slightly plump soles, and the crow groaned as she started pumping it, stroking up and down, up and down, keeping his shaft pinned in place. She leaned her head on one hand, looking down at him with the most condescending expression that he had seen in a long time, and he couldn't say a damn thing.

"Mmm, I can feel you getting hard already. Is that your problem, hmm? A little bird that's too eager to be underfoot to offer himself to a woman's holes? Or to do more than just bend over for some of the cock-bearers of the academy?"

"Nnngh..."

"Your ass certainly is a little too flat for most of them. Though I imagine that there's others that can tweak that. Body-magic is quite good at adjusting our partners for our preferences."

"You - Nnngh - mmmph..."

"Better. I prefer my partners not to talk back. Keep all those comments to yourself. After all, this is your punishment...though that perverted little prick of yours is leaking more than enough to keep me convinced that you've been dreaming of this for a while."

Joseph groaned as she kept up the lazy, stroking, pumping pace, her feet slowly working up to his tip before pushing back down. It was just enough to keep him teased, feeling that little tingle of pleasure rising from the base to the head before feeling it subside again. Edging? No, that would have been more engaged, warmer, almost fulfilling in its own way. This was pure denial, reminding him where he belonged in her eyes, and -

"Hmm. Taste."

She brought one foot up, the other spreading its toes and continuing the slow, teasing stroke, while the other ground his own pre-cum against his beak. It opened without his conscious consent, and he had to taste his own product. Not that bad, really, but still embarrassing as all hell.

"Hmm, we're not getting anywhere with this. Out of your clothes."

Allowed upright, he got undressed and realized that he could move, so long as he was following orders. He removed his coat, his shirt, and his ruined pants and underthings, tossing them over his shoulder and onto the floor. The eyes of the professor were just as judgmental as ever, but there was a hint of a smile to the judging this time.

"Hmmm, I think you'll do."

"Do what?"

"On your back again."

As he laid down, she snapped her fingers, and his eyes widened - and his cock throbbed - as she dismissed every stitch of her clothing with the gesture. Her wide hips turned as she faced away from him, and he was finally allowed to see that ass - and the little blue heart that ran up the middle of it - in its full glory.

He would have smiled if she hadn't immediately sat on his face. He still tried, but it was significantly harder with that much thickness pressing down on his beak and cheeks.

Her feet returned to his cock, and he groaned as he was wiggled further and further between her ass cheeks, the thick, soft flesh swallowing him between them. The heady scent of sweat, the slightly raspy, semi-bitter scent of being in such an intimate place, and the sheer warmth of the scales under her tail welcomed him in, and his cock throbbed up much harder than before. A squirt of pre-cum landed across his belly, and he groaned as the dragoness chuckled.

"Much better. Not so much a bird of the sole, are you? Much more a slave to the rump."

"Mmmph..."

"You'll be much more than that soon enough. I imagine that a feathery little insertion will go a long way toward my personal pleasure."

"Mmph?!"

"Yes. A little...pleasurable toy...mmmph..."

She was dripping now, he realized, her sex dribbling on his chin and his neck as she ground him further between her cheeks. He could barely see, and when she brought her tail down over the top of his head, it was even worse. Trapped in a musky, damp darkness, he could barely breathe through the holes in his beak, and each little puff of air brought with it more of that kinky, powerful scent.

He moaned more as she kept pumping his shaft, and more, as she worked that jiggly butt back and forth across his face. Grind, thrust, grind, thrust, pushing those fleshy globes against his beak, his cheeks, even his neck. Every time that she pushed back and ground him in up to his eyeballs, he swore that he could get lost in those cheeks forevermore, and he had to keep reminding himself that it could happen.

He wasn't sure when his resistance had disappeared, but somewhere between being exposed to that ass and having his beak pressed against it seemed to be the answer. Joseph groaned, bracing to give that hole another kiss when -

Squelch. His eyes widened as he watched his beak pass past her pink pucker, and only then did he realize that there was a different tingle running through his body. He was smaller. Not much smaller, not yet, but enough that his beak was no longer like a small traffic cone trying to push past the dragoness's hole. It was more like the head of a particularly long dildo, and his cock -

When did that happen?!

His cock was bigger, yes, but only in proportion to him. Her feet felt bigger against it, almost smothering it between them with each stroke rather than thrusting it between them. He squirmed, only to realize that his face had been fully swallowed between her cheeks, her ass pressed flush against the lecture stage under him.

"Mmmm, a little slower than you thought. Little bird, little bird...I hope that you enjoy acting the egg again..."

Another grind, and her hole slid down his beak, pressing all the way down so that he could no longer open it. His eyes went wide as she slid up it, pushing herself a few inches up, only to push back again. He had to close his eyes to avoid the pink flesh grinding against them, but his head felt...he felt the pressure, the clenching, the squeezing and rippling of her inner walls, slowly dragging him forward.

Oh god...oh god...

"Oh, my...Apparently, you were lying before...anal vore must be a favorite for you, little bird..."

It'd been on the list, but he'd always downplayed it. After all, it wasn't like it was -

He whimpered through his beak as his professor's tail pushed his head up. Not hard, not roughly, but with just enough force to get the rim past his face and chin. He was halfway inside, the bulge of his skull like a knot spreading a different orifice out. The crow couldn't see anything, but he could feel that wet, almost slimy interior waiting for him, and the pressure behind his head kept pushing, and pushing, and pushing until -

POP!

His head slipped inside, and he gasped. There was not much air inside, not much at all, but there was enough for him to stay conscious. The pressure of her anal ring around his throat was almost like a choking hand for a second, but then there was movement. The dragoness stood up, pulling his body with her. How much had he shrunk? Enough that his throbbing cock had felt like it was completely buried beneath just one foot, enough that his body hung from her ass without his feet touching the ground.

"Mmmmmph...yes, that's it...be a good little bird and squirm for me..."

His body wouldn't do anything else, and yet, as the warmth enveloped more and more of him, as that ring of flesh slid further down - pinning his shoulders, then his arms in place, and grinding his chest against her inner walls - he wanted to. He threw himself around, wiggling, almost diving deeper into her.

Soon, his cock pressed against her ring from the outside, and he could feel the little grooves around her rim as he stretched her out. The crow humped, thrust, ground himself against them, only for that to be a short-lived pleasure before a finger pressed just under him and -

POP!

The rest of his body, save for his taloned feet, slid in without a hint of resistance. The only thing that stopped his feet from doing the same was the way that they fanned out, forming a flared base that kept him from going any deeper. Joseph could feel the dragoness's rumble of contentment through her body, and he knew for a fact that she was doing that because of him.

There was an odd, twisted sense of pleasure, knowing that despite being the one to be swallowed up, he was causing her that kind of pleasure. He smiled as much as a beak could manage.

"Now, don't let go," Professor Pemryru said, her voice so far away. "Keep that position, or you'll slip in deeper...and it'll take a lot longer to get you out. Now - oh, good boy..."

Joseph thrust against her, his cock grinding against the smooth, velvety sides of her anal walls. The intense pressure, the darkness, the constant clenching and full-body massage that he got from being inside of her, was intense enough to overwhelm anything else. Whatever smell there might have been was washed away with the sheer impossible feeling of being her living dildo right at that moment.

And as she started walking, wandering around the stage, bending over to get her clothes, it was so much better.

It didn't take long for a few little thrusts to push his already-pent-up cock over the edge. Joseph didn't even have to move after that; the professor's movements were enough as her hole clenched around his ankles, as her inner walls rubbed and rippled against his cock. It milked him as easily as if he had been fucking her rather than being used as a toy, forcing him to cum for her right then and there.

Of course, that was only the start. After all...she was going to keep him in her for a while. The crow slowly smirked. Maybe he could be a little pleasurable problem for her until she was done...

The End

Summary: Joseph the crow is a new SSG student in Drac's academy, and ends up getting called out on not paying up by one of the female professors.

Tags: M/F, Femdom, Crow, Dragoness, Foot Fetish, Shrinking, Anal Vore, Living Toy, Orgasm, Cum, Teasing, School, Body Control, Face-Sitting, Facesitting, Magic,