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The moon shined high over the bird village tonight.

At the perimeter, on the branch of a tree, a lone jay bird looked out at his former home.

Justin had gotten thinner, he had bruises all over his body and he hadn't bathed in weeks. He stared sadly at his old hut where he knew his family waited for him. With a heavy heart, he turned away then climbed down to hide before anyone had seen him.

Three weeks had passed since Nestor forced him out of his village and the blue jay was alone for the first time in his life.

...

In his hut, Kali still mourned for her husband. Her makeup stained her cerulean blue feathers where her tears had run.

Little Justin slept next to her, in the same spot where his father used to hold her as they would cuddle.

Next to Justin also lay Iomer, Maureen's own two-month cub. He was wide awake and suckling on his bird mom's finger while he looked up at her.

Kali couldn't stop herself smiling when the little marten cub smiled for her.

Maureen lay behind Kali, arm around her avian lover's waist as she watched her play with her son.

Birds didn't normally purr, but from the small kisses the pine marten was giving her, Kali might have started.

Iomer started to suckle harder, making it clear he wanted to be fed.

Kali felt him biting her finger, "Your son thinks I'm a meal, my dear."

Maureen sat up, "Let me take him off your hands then, love." She gathered Iomer and the kit immediately latched to one of her breasts then started drinking her milk.

Kali turned to watch her mate as she nursed her child, "Is it wrong for me to say how sexy you look right now?"

Maureen smiled, "Never a wrong time for compliments."

Kali groped her mate's long, fluffy tail and got a real purr from the pine marten.

Maureen giggled and let her friend play.

...

Caryn had moved back into her own hut with her mate, Orion. The male cardinal was still ashamed of himself for selling out his friend the way he did... He hated himself so much for what happened.

Caryn felt her husband's sorrow every night, even as they made love, she could feel him on the brink of crying.

Right now, Caryn arched underneath her husband as he mated her, face to face as they'd always preferred. She chirped softly each time his malehood spread her birth canal. Out of the males she'd given to since Nestor implemented his rule, she knew her husband was far from the largest, but none of them could make her heart soar the way Orion does.

Orion, himself, had made it his duty to breed all those other males out of his wife, and he'd kept a fairly regular nightly regimen since he'd started. Sadly, he knew the rule meant his wife would still have to lay with any interested males that came to their village, but she was all his any other time. He punctuated that last hopeful thought with one last triumphant squawk as he erupted in long, potent strings of his precious seed inside his beautiful mate.

Caryn felt her mate inseminate her deep, dragged her nails through his plumage as he still mated with her to give her her own climax.

Little Ruby slept in a crib by their bed while her mom and dad were busy trying to make a new brother or sister for her.

The cardinal mother couldn't hold in her cry when her climax hit. Tears filled the corners of her eyes as she touched beaks with her mate.

Orion waited a moment to let himself recoup a bit, he was still hard, still had enough energy for another round. He wasn't going to waste another second, with some whispered proclamations of his love for his wife, some small pecks and licks around her face, he pulled back to let some of his cum pour out of her before he thrust back in and shook his wife's body.

Caryn put her legs around her mate's waist, thrust up to meet his malehood each time.

Their beaks touched while they made love.

...

In Nestor's cottage, Nestor was feeding his boy, Trantor his first bite of real meat, letting the young eaglet try eating like a real bird of prey. The meat was some fresh deer from a successful hunt earlier.

Feroz came in to the bedroom as his mate fed their son.

Trantor took to it like a pro, tearing at the meat with his sharp beak then gulping it down, tasting that fresh mineral-enriched blood.

When his son was finished eating, Nestor laid him to rest before acknowledging his mate, "Are you coming to bed now, Feroz?" The eagle asked as he untied his loincloth to let it fall on the ground.

The vulture nodded as he undressed himself before pulling back the cover.

Both carnivorous birds climbed into bed under the covers and Feroz let Nestor hold him. It wasn't long until the vulture felt his lover's cock press against his backside.

Feroz looked to his mate, then Nestor possessively kissed him, locking their beaks and letting their tongues swirl together. For the moment, Feroz let himself forget about the monster his mate had turned into. In this moment, this was the Nestor he fell in love with when he used to babysit this same boisterous eaglet.

Feroz remembered himself a fresh 17 year-old male, on the brink of adulthood, first being assigned by the chief himself to guard Nestor who was then a 5 month-old hatchling. He remembered bandaging the troublesome boy's knees when ever he got hurt, feeding him, cleaning him, everything he never thought a proud warrior of his village would do, but he was doing it and enjoying the friendship he had with the child as he grew.

Feroz was now reaching his elder years, while the eagle he once babysat pressed his cock to Feroz's hindquarters. The vulture suddenly broke the passionate kiss with his young mate.

Nestor still rubbed his beak on his mate, "What is it, Feroz?"

The vulture reached for a quill and a pad of paper. The vulture had begun learning how to write so he could express himself for his mate. He scribbled something quickly while Nestor watched with a quirky smile.

Feroz tore the page from the pad then presented it to his mate.

Nestor read it. "You want to be on top?" He smiled gently to his beloved, "How could I refuse a face as sweet as yours?" He touched beaks with the vulture again. The eagle threw back the covers then lay on his back.

Feroz mounted his mate, straddling his waist so their erections met in the middle, as Feroz liked. The vulture leaned forward over his mate, lining his cock with his mate's, locked hands with him then thrust powerfully against Nestor.

Nestor moaned gently as their cocks rubbed together in that great thrust, then again as Feroz pulled back, before thrusting again.

The two great avian lovers held each other as Feroz frotted with his handsome, loving chief. Their deep kisses persisted through their lovemaking, speaking in volumes how much each loved the other.

Feroz could already his internal testes building with the oncoming climax.

Nestor had begun to thrust up, gaining speed against his old lover's muscular belly, and throbbing cock.

Feroz ground in deeper, harder, squeezing himself and Nestor both between their chiseled bellies.

Then, with in an earsplitting shriek, it was Nestor for a change who unloaded precious egg-making seed all over his and Feroz's bodies.

Feroz ground in tight against his lover then, as he erupted over his chief's broad chest.

The vulture could no longer hold himself and he fell onto his lover, allowing the eagle to embrace him while the pair of them basked in the glow.

Nestor felt his cum and Feroz's squishing between them; come morning, it would be like crusted glue, sticking the two of them together. Fuck it, he thought. He whispered into an already sleeping vulture's ear, "I love you, my Feroz. I'm sorry I don't say it enough." He felt Feroz's cheeks expand in a content smile that said he forgave his boorish mate.

...

The next morning, in the foreboding woods that surrounded the village, a certain blue jay crouched at the base of a tree, embarrassed and hoping no traveler came upon a fool who would eat bad berries for breakfast.

Justin cleaned himself thoroughly before pulling his loincloth back on. This was a thing to do at home where only his wife could laugh at his comical misery, but out here, it was just plain misery. He buried his mess in the soil, then quickly departed in search of a stream to bathe himself.

Despite the light moment, his existence was anything but happy. His training as a hunter helped him in catching small animals, some fish, but no large prey. He was constantly on the alert as he traveled through, trying to eke out some life, trying to find some bright line to this terrible fate of his. His wife has home, safe... At least until more mammals came. Justin didn't hate them, but he knew some were dangerous, unpredictable. His son, he will definitely grow strong, even without him. Justin cried. He wished to hold his boy again; it was such a brief moment.

Justin stopped as he noticed the trees around him had thinned, then he saw he had found a small pond. This was better than a stream! Justin dropped his cloth, his weapons and rations and he jumped into the pond. It was a nice deep one and the water was fresh and full of minerals. He drank some before he scrubbed himself, especially his hind end. A smelly bird would definitely attract trouble.

His brief merriment ended when he heard the unmistakable snap of a twig. The naked native turned and found crossbows pointed at him from the banks of the pond. They were large rottweiler dogs in shiny armor with tunics as green as the surrounding forest. Each also wore pointed black hats with red feathers sticking from their brim. Justin raised his wings in surrender.

A tall, old, graying fox stepped from the surrounding hounds and stared upon the nude avian who stood before him. "Are you one of the birds who live in these woods?" His voice was old but still carried much dignity.

Justin nodded, afraid to speak.

The fox stared upon him with the most stunning green eyes, "Can you speak the common language?"

Justin gulped before he spoke, "Yes!"

The ranger captain nodded, "You may put your arms down, you are not under arrest." He also signaled for his rangers to put away their weapons.

Justin lowered his wings and the dogs, their crossbows.

The fox stepped toward the pile of things Justin had left. He casually picked from the pile, "Are these all yours?"

Justin nodded, "Yes."

The captain stood straight, "I hope you do not mind my scrutiny. It's only very strange we come upon a native who is alone and so off guard."

Justin dipped his head in shame, "I am banished..."

The fox hummed, "By the Black Feather?"

Justin looked up and the old fox laughed, "Yes, I know the ways of your people... I find it rather silly that people who are covered in feathers can be so frightened by one little black feather."

Justin approached carefully, "We know the feather is not really magic... But, when the chief declares you of the black feather, you listen, no matter how much you don't want to." He deteriorated as he spoke until he was sobbing, "My chief betrayed me and threw me from my home, from my wife, my son, now I'm out here sick and naked while he sits warm in his hut with his child on his lap." He fell upon the shore as a heavy heart weighed him down.

The fox gave a quick gesture to one of his hounds.

The one dog removed his cloak then threw it on the bird, covering him.

Justin pulled the cloak over himself as he still sobbed.

The captain took a knee before the disgraced warrior, "Your chief is in the wrong, why do you stay out here?"

Justin whispered, "Too many guards... Too many supporters, even the council is on his side. He pays them in gold, in jewelry, in females. He... He tells our wives and our children they must sell their sex for this gold from the males who visit."

The captain nodded, "I had heard you birds had opened up your village to outsiders, that you'd become... The finest brothel around."

Justin was unfamiliar with the word, "Brothel?"

The captain nodded, "A nice way of saying whorehouse. I didn't know that your children were involved..."

"Not the very young, but our teenagers, our growing adults." Justin kept going, "But it is wrong... My son will someday grow into that life..." The shame hit him as he realized it. "That's not the life I want for him. I want him to be strong, to be a brave warrior... Like I couldn't be for my people."

The fox comforted the blue jay as best as he could, "Well, you have us now... Unfortunately, our guidelines forbid us from engaging you natives without good cause and... Teenagers are not illegal thoroughfare in this state, I'm afraid... But, I can take you to someone." He surprised the bird by embracing him as a father would his sobbing child. "No father should suffer as you."

Justin could swear he felt tears from the fox.

The fox stood with a firm around Justin's shoulders, an evident stain of tears on his face before he called to his men, "We are leaving, men. Please make sure our friend is accommodated until we make it home."

Justin was confused as the rottweilers guided him into their ranks. He looked out from beyond a forest of buff canines at the fox, "Where are we going?"

The fox gathered Justin's things, "It's a beautiful day right now... One that shouldn't be spent alone. My house is not far from here, and my wife has a big stew waiting for us, I'm sure she can spare an extra bowl for you." He smiled, "Allow an old fox to be hospitable, friend."

...

In the village, Kali watched with bated breath as her two month-old son attempted to stand.

Little Justin's spindly bird legs trembled as he tried to stay up.

Beside him his pine marten brother, Iomer was attempting the same feat.

Maureen urged her own son to take his first steps.

Justin fell on his little bum.

Iomer stayed standing. He smiled at his mother as he took his first shaky step to her, then a second before falling.

Maureen clapped proudly for her son while Kali gave a playful half-clap.

The two mothers then laughed over the jovial moment, embracing before their children.

There was a light knock on the outside of their tent.

Caryn's soft voice came through, "Hello? Are you ladies decent?" She joked playfully knowing the two had crossed over into being full-fledged mates, joined by the medicine bird himself.

Kali shamelessly groped her mate's bare breasts, "Maureen's got her pretty titties out, but I'm sure you can survive looking at them, Caryn, love."

Caryn giggled before pushing the tent flap aside to stick her head in, "Kali, you're so obsessed with Maureen's tits."

Kali grinned while she pinched her wife's big nipples, "And you're not?"

Maureen playfully batted her mate's hands off, "Groping later, my love." She looked up to Caryn, "What's the news, Caryn?"

The cardinal blushed before she spoke, "Oh, um, I'm just here to give a quick heads up... Travelers have arrived... Lizards and snakes."

Maureen raised her brows at that, "Mmm, I don't believe we've had any scaly visitors in our beds yet, have we Kali?"

Kali was interested.

Maureen tried to think on more she may have heard, "I hear snakes are especially well-equipped for pleasure... I'd like to test that."

Kali was already dressing herself for attracting males, "I'll go out then and collect our pay of the day, eh?"

...

Outside in the village square, the large group of snakes and lizards, all males, were receiving their blessings from Nestor.

A king cobra kneeled before the great eagle in prayer. He and his fellows all wore the same brown cloaks which covered their whole bodies. These reptiles were holy beasts about to enter into a brotherhood of monks where they would have to practice celibacy for the rest of their years. Right now, they were here to exorcise the last of their sinful inner demons before they put on their chastity belts.

Nestor finished giving his blessings, each reptile paid him his share of their riches they brought with them, then he waved them off, "Go on, brothers... Enjoy yourselves, I promise you will miss all this once you've sealed yourselves away."

"We shall see, Prideful Eagle." The cobra had some sass in his speech for someone who was supposed to be self-contained and polite. The brotherhood made their way through the village, sampling the wares, smelling some of the delicious food being prepared.

Two geckos broke from the group to try some fried buns which had been doused in honey. Each shivered in delight from the rich flavor. Their fellow brothers all smelled it and eventually each of their 16 enjoyed some sweet fried buns.

The king cobra joyfully licked some remaining honey from his palm. He was going to miss this food, all of these foods cooked with these oils, but then the rest of his life would be dedicated to cleansing himself of these unhealthy additives. And as the elected leader of this group, he was supposed to set a good example.

But then, he smelled some delicious rabbit roasting over an open fire. He led his brothers to a small stand selling rabbit and other fresh caught animals. His mouth watered greatly. Their new life would require them to give up life as carnivores, and to eat only the food they grow themselves. For snakes especially, that would be considered a travesty, but, if it's what the lord wanted of him, the cobra would follow... But he had to have some of that rabbit first!

Each of the 16 bought meat from this stand as well.

It was then as the cobra joyously ate of a roasted rabbit leg that he noticed a pretty blue jay female standing outside her tent, looking right at him. He knew it was at him too, because when he pointed to himself, she gave a very pleasant nod.

He saw that the rest of his 15 brothers were also looking at the various lovely female birds around here, but his eyes were for that blue jay. She had the most beautiful blue eyes had ever seen.

Kali had her prey hooked, so she walked right up to the great big cobra.

The tall bipedal snake gulped some meat still sitting in his mouth when the cerulean bird brushed a wing over his broad chest. Already the cobra saw the irony, he a great predator preyed upon by a bird that he would have eaten if he weren't an evolved animal.

Kali smiled, "What's your name, big guy?"

The cobra's throat felt dry so he coughed before he could make a real answer, "I am Javin. Part of the Brotherhood of Scales, we swear ourselves clean from all liquor, all fried foods, all meats and all sex, but this... This is our last day before we are granted admittance into our new home, high in the mountains. We spend this last day, indulging in sin before we turn our backs on the rest of this world."

Kali brushed the handsome reptile's mighty neck, "I see... That's very noble." She pecked him gently, "So you are looking to indulge your sin... Come home with me, and I can show you a whole world of sin."

He brushed the feisty bird's curves as she doted on him, "You must take me then... And what do I call you oh mistress of sin?"

Kali shook her wide egg-laying hips at him, "You can call me Kali."

A very aroused Javin then followed Kali back home while his brothers lingered to flirt with the various females they could meet.

...

Justin looked upon a humble stone cottage with a chimney billowing smoke out of its top. He nearly stopped before one of the rottweilers pushed him forward to stay with the rest of the group.

The old fox who lead these forest rangers walked up to the front door of his home. The door opened before he could open it.

His wife, a pleasant vixen much younger than him, stepped outwith a kind smile, "Charles Thomas Velasquez... I'm just about gettin' the stew off of the stove when I smelled your musky arse comin' my way. You shameful old dog still refusin' to hide that man smell of yours."

The old fox kissed his wife, "You know it still gets your knickers wet for me, my darling Constance."

Then, Constance saw his rangers standing around him, "Oh, and you speak to your wife like this when you bring guests?" She curtsied to the handsome young hounds, "It is nice seein' you lot again." She just noticed the half-naked blue jay standing amongst them, "Oh, and who are you, little bird?"

Justin opened his beak to talk when Charles spoke up, "He is one of the native birds of these woods, banished from his home, forced to live on his own, poor fellow."

Constance bowed so she could pet the bird, "Oh, I see... Well, you come on in, an' I'll see if I can pour a fresh bowl for you. We're havin' fish stew, my husband's favorite, an' there's plenty to go around."

She pulled Justin inside and the blue jay found himself seated at a big table as the old vixen poured fish stew for him.

...

At the same time, Maureen was nursing both Justin Jr and Iomer when Kali came in with her serpentine client.

The cobra's unblinking eyes widened at the half-naked pine marten female sitting in the hut with her cub and what he assumed was Kali's chick.

Kali got on the floor with her mate and petted both of her sons before kissing Maureen. She looked up, "Javin, this is my mate, Maureen, and our children, Justin and Iomer."

Javin sat before them, "You are mated? And with children? But you are both females."

Maureen explained, "The father of my cub died when I was still pregnant with Iomer. I was lost in those woods until Kali here found me."

Kali nodded, "And the father of mine is alive but banished from our village. He did not agree with our new ways of selling our bodies to handsome travelers such as you." She poured some hot tea for her guest.

Javin accepted it, "I heard so much about your village, I guess things are different when you meet the locals and you see their own perspective on a... Taboo lifestyle like this. There are townspeople who speak ill of your village, they call you a village of whores, greedy birds, so many cruel things and they don't see for themselves." He drank some tea, suddenly feeling guilty for even being here, "We-we don't have to do anything, speaking with you fine ladies is pleasure enough."

Kali smiled, "That's sweet, but you don't have to do that... Maureen and I enjoy this... When we're able to meet kind males like you. Half the time, we do run into those males who only want to screw us then leave... They're the type I normally kick out of my tent. You, you're the type I prefer, you're intelligent, thoughtful, and a downright cutie." She nonchalantly pulled on the rope holding the snake's robe together.

Javin would have blushed if he could when the female stripped him. Beneath that robe, he was naked, save for the tattoos that littered him.

Kali ran her hands over the cobra's naked body, feeling his smooth, cool scales against her own scaly paws. She looked to her mate, "Maureen, love. You want to put our boys away then... Help me tuck this one in?" She winked as she let her hands move down the bashful snake's muscular front.

...

While the wives were seducing the snake, Justin sat at Charles' table while he watched the fox and his wife openly kissing each other following the meal.

Justin was about to ask if he could be excused when the young vixen's bodice came off before all the canine soldiers seated at the dinner table.

Charles winked to Justin before he started playing with his vixen's breasts.

Justin stared at the amorous foxes a good minute before he noticed the dog rangers around him were pulling off their tunics and unbuckling their pants. He saw one pair go down and got an eyeful of the dog's erecting cock and balls. Then, he heard Mrs. Velasquez's lusty yip. He turned and her husband was fingering her pussy while he dry humped her in pants that did nothing to hide the erection he was getting.

Constance suddenly said something to her husband in Spanish.

The old fox stopped, but only long enough to lift his wife and lay her across the table as each of the fox's rangers took their bowls away, like they've seen this before.

The dog next to Justin also took his bowl as the bird was too hypnotized by the vixen getting her nipples pinched by her loving husband.

Charles took his time kissing and licking his way down his wife's body, before he reached her vulva, swollen with heat. He sniffed it then licked it.

Constance contorted when her husband started licking, her moans were muffled though when one of the dogs kissed her.

The dog kissing her kissed her deep, tangling his tongue with hers while he caressed her bare breasts.

Other dogs got up on the sturdy table. The one kissing her broke the kiss, then gave her his cock to suck on. She took it easy, gripping that growing knot at the base while she sucked on the rottie cock.

Two took her paws away and placed them on their own cocks. The vixen started playing with them while another climbed up and started fucking her tits. The last two who couldn't fit themselves in simply went to one another and began their own lewd homoerotic display.

Charles kept on licking away while his rangers enjoyed themselves with his beautiful vixen. He then began to kiss his way up his wife's body, and shamelessly kissed the ass of the dog humping her tits, kissed his way up that dog's backside before catching that panting canine in a deep tongue kiss.

And Justin just sat there wondering what the hell he'd gotten himself into.

...

At home, Kali had directed Javin to lay upon his backside while she slowly caressed his muscular body.

The cobra let her, not wishing to accidentally hurt her should his inner carnivore take control and want to dominate her. He was becoming a monk so he could prevent these dangerous behaviors from hurting anyone. His worries vacated his racing mind when Maureen kissed him.

The marten jill looked into his unblinking eyes. She kissed him deeper, provoking him to extend his forked tongue.

The cobra hissed pleasantly as he let her control the kiss, let her swirl her delicious weasel tongue against his extra-sensitive tongue. His hisses changed in tone when he felt hands over his genital slit.

Kali massaged that slit, just as she would have her husband's, eager to see just what this cobra had in store.

Javin wanted to say something, wanted to stop her before she made his bestial side come out but ultimately, her hand on his privates felt too good to stop it. Predictably, his hemipenes both extended from between his legs, swelling with blood, throbbing with the need to sink their barbs into a delicate female's canal.

Kali played with them, "Wow, two for the price of one." She joked as she felt the little barbs prick her hand. It tickled her palm and the moist juice surrounding the hemis made her hand sticky.

Javin hissed into his kiss with Maureen while the blue jay played with his hemis.

The pine marten took the polite snake's big hands and she guided him to play with her big, milk-swollen, motherly tits.

And Javin played with them, feeling the female's milk drip down his groping hands.

Kali, meanwhile, started licking his pulsing cocks, first his left, then his right, alternating with her narrow tongue, closing her hard beak around each.

Javin's breathing started to increase and the cobra's hips started to lurch forward against her sinful beak. He could feel the sin taking control of him, and what he should have been afraid of was starting to feel... So good to him.

...

Justin sat still cemented to his spot as he watched a now naked Charles thrusting in and out of his young wife while his low-hanging testes swung lewdly beneath him for the blue jay to see.

Justin's loincloth had left his body awhile ago and one of the dogs held the bird's tapered penis and let him hump his paw.

The other dogs had broken off to make love with one another while they allowed their captain to breed his wife full of what would hopefully be their first kit.

Charles held his mate close, smelling the copious dog cum that had been left over her breasts, in her open mouth, those potent canine smells that coaxed the captain into breeding his wife harder. His abs flexed and his buttocks did too as the fit 60 year-old mated with his 18 year-old bride.

Around them, the other canines made love in various homoerotic positions. Dogs gulped down one each other's throbbing cocks and swallowed the cum produced by them, some ground their doggy cocks together until they came together, some took their fellow ranger's asshole eventually tying and flooding their friend's tight ass.

Justin was in the middle, letting one dog suck on his cock while he watched his host breed with his young wife. The bird had never smelled a vixen in heat, birds didn't have heats like mammals. He just mated with Kali as often as possible and hoped they would eventually catch, and they did. His memory of those many nights came and so did Justin, in long fluid strings down a canine's throat.

Before him, Charles jammed his vulpine knot in his wife, allowing it to swell so he'd be locked inside her. That drove Constance's climax, which in turn caused her handsome tod to howl in his ecstasy while he inseminated his lovely wife.

Justin watched the fox's balls pull against his crotch, watched them twitch as the old male erupted into his vixen.

Old Charles only then thought enough to look back at the bird who'd been staring directly at his ass, "Enjoyed the show, little birdy?" He snickered, "I assure you... We're not this way often, but a vixen's heat does wonderful things to every man around her." He turned back to his wife who giggled numbly beneath her husband as he continued to shoot inside her.

The tod turned to Justin again, "You're welcome to stay, we have a barracks just outside where my rangers stay, one of them would probably be too happy to share their bed with a handsome birdy... Tomorrow, we'll get to the towns and find you my friend who could help you get back into your village."

Justin was high from the climax he'd just experienced, his first in three weeks, longest for him at least. Being banished meant he was supposed to be alone for the rest of his life, and here he was, a welcome guest to a stranger's home, and a welcome participant to their strange family orgy. He answered the fox, "Thank you... Velasquez..."

The fox smirked while still tied to his wife, "Call me Charles. Or better yet, call me by my real name, Carlos." He smiled, "Carlos Tomas, that was my name in my old country, then I immigrated here with my father and these English speakers make him change my first two names to something easier to remember." He chuckled as he felt his swelling go down. The vulpine pulled from his wife with an audible slurp while his watery post-ejaculate leaked from her. The tod sat with his wet cock still partly erect and out for Justin to see it. He accepted a wet cloth from one of his rangers and began wiping his tool down.

Justin watched again, normally his wife cleaned him after sex.

Carlos stood and pulled his pants up, tightening the belt. "Come, I can show you to those barracks, then we could talk more."

...

Javin hissed softly as Maureen rode on his hemis.

Kali laid beside the pair licking her beak clean of his sperm which he'd given her after she'd played so energetically with his twin cocks. Now she watched her mate moaning as the male's two shafts spread her while she rocked her hips for him.

The cobra licked his female's breasts as she mated with him, tasted her milk and drank more straight from the nipple.

Javin had warmed up considerably to the addictive sin these two females spread over him, their scents filled his snout and drove the lusty serpent to want to pleasure them as a proud king should. He held both hands firmly on Maureen's ass as he bucked up into her, progressively harder and ever more forceful with each thrust.

Kali saw from her position how the kind, reserved cobra from earlier had been replaced by this fiery, passionate beast before her. She liked it, in fact, she could say... He made her feel the same as she once felt for her Justin... She prayed to her husband, wherever he may be, prayed for his forgiveness as she found such a strong connection to this serpent currently breeding with her mate.

Javin's hisses grew more shaky as he drew to a climax, which for one with multiple members, must be a unique feeling. His mouth opened exposing a lack of two certain appendages in his upper jaw, and instinctively nipped Maureen on her neck as he began to unload months' worth of pent up seed inside this warm female. The fang-less cobra nibbled on his female's shoulder as his cocks erupted into her.

Kali petted the strong male, then placed a paw a on his gooch, felt how he tensed and flexed with each spurt of his seed.

...

In the quiet, empty barracks, Justin sat on a bed with Captain Velasquez.

The fox opened up, "So, I bet you'll have noticed my wife is quite young for having a husband in my years."

Justin nodded, "It is unusual, but not unheard of, I've seen it in the village sometimes."

Velasquez sighed, "She is not my first wife, if you might have guessed."

Justin showed he was listening with a small nod.

Velasquez continued, "My first wife, I met when I was much younger... She was from my country too and she had a beautiful name: Libertada, Liberty. We wed and for so many years we were together, even when I moved her out here when I joined the forest rangers who scour these whole woods. And our children... We had eight. Each of whom we raised together, each have gone on to live their own lives by now... Except for my youngest."

He sighed, "Marcus... My Libertada had taken him to the towns to go to market, and they never came back. I eventually learned they had been abducted into slavery. I found her, but I never saw my son again. My Liberty had escaped, but she'd been beaten, raped, her face..."

He cried in shame, "I couldn't look at her... For those next months as I cared for her, her face... It made me sick to see her like that, and she knew I couldn't bare it... So she asked me to..." He clinched his face. "That's why I care so much about you, about your plight to save your child and your wife from this life..." He held Justin close.

The blue jay comforted the fox with some calming pats.

The fox broke contact then stood, "I'll have some clothes out for you, come next morning. They don't particularly like naked birdies in the towns. Most people don't like naked anything unless it's livestock." He joked, "Just get some sleep, or as much as you can... My rangers are very loyal, but they are also very rowdy... Don't be surprised if you find one trying to hump you... They've tackled me a fair share of times and... Well, we foxes do have our own reputation with the townsfolk." He stepped outside to leave the blue jay in peace.

Justin just lay back to let this day's events wash over him.

...

Javin sat quietly as the two tribal women he'd just been with now bathed him. He looked at the both of them and found more than just attraction to the pair.

"That was amazing!" He exclaimed.

Maureen blushed at his compliment, "We only aim to please, Javin, is that it?"

The cobra nodded, "Yes." He let Kali scrub his genitals down, "It had been so long since I've last allowed a woman to do those sort of things with me. Since I started wearing that robe, since I started swearing off meat, since I had myself defanged to remove the beast from within me." He thought, "Why the hell do I even want to leave this life?"

Kali consoled the newly awakened snake, "You were led astray, told things you wanted to believe were right for you, but it's just not right to deprive yourself of life's simple pleasures. What is wrong with enjoying meat? With sharing your body with your lover." She pecked Maureen on her cheek.

The snake thought, then began reciting his teachings "Because eating meat is just like eating your fellow man..." He suddenly realized how stupid that sounded, "Because sex is a thing only untamed animals do, because having fangs means I could potentially kill someone." That's the only real true statement, but still... He touched his upper lip where his fangs had been amputated. His mouth still stung. If a snake could shed tears, he would have started.

Maureen rubbed his belly, "Are you going to be okay, Javin?"

The cobra sat in solemn shame of how he'd let himself be fooled, "I don't want to go now... This is not right, we're reptiles, we don't even belong in the mountains." He looked up, "I want to pay you for the wonderful moment we've shared, but... I must ask, would it be possible if me and my brethren could stay?"

Kali blinked, "You wish to stay here, in the village?"

He nodded, "I promise we won't be a burden, my brothers and I, we are very hardworking, we..." he sniffed, "We'll even... Contribute ourselves for your village."

Kali watched him suspiciously, "You mean prostitute, that's what we are. It's not a happy life... Like you we are led astray by a spoiled chief who only wants our money, our riches so he can be the richest bird in the village. Most of us have just accepted our new life, especially since my husband was thrown out for protesting against it."

Javin nodded, "Better this than locking ourselves away from the rest of society."

Kali thought, "We will have to see Nestor in the morning, he is the chief. I wouldn't keep my hopes up, though. He is very stubborn."

Javin understood, "Also... Would it be too forward if I asked to stay with you females? You two have reawakened me, you have made me see the error in my beliefs, and... Made me happier than I had ever felt. I became a monk because I was always in trouble, back when I was young and stupid, now I am thirty years old and I want to be better."

Maureen admired his earnest speech, "You've really thought about this."

He smiled, "I have."

Kali wasn't right away ready to share her hut with another male, so soon after her husband's banishment. "It won't just be us, you know that right? We have our children to care for as well."

Javin nodded, "I can help... Cobras, I know, are not normally well known for our parenting skills, but... I'd be a good parent for your sons. I wouldn't try to replace your husband, if that's what you're afraid of..."

Kali licked the ridges of her beak before she spoke, "I appreciate the sentiment, really... But this is so sudden. We won't be your females exclusively. We are still," she hated to admit it, but that's what she was now, "whores... We have sex with other males for their riches."

Javin laughed nervously, "Snakes don't mate for life, normally... We don't marry like you other races, so if you have to be with other males, I won't be upset." He then said, "You can say anything, Kali... I'll have an answer for each excuse."

Kali cringed before she spoke, "If Nestor gives his okay, then but only then."

Javin eagerly kissed the back of Kali's right hand, "Thank you!"

She pushed him off, "But, this is my hut, you're here under my rules, and we all lift our own weight in this tent. I hunt, Maureen feeds our children, you... You'll have to find something to do."

He smiled the cutest smile a snake could give, "Oh, I will! I won't disappoint you, Kali! I'm a fine hunter myself, even without my venom. I also know farming, I've learned to grow my own crops, which I notice you birds don't have much of."

Kali shrugged, "We mostly hunt and forage for our food... These woods are too dense to farm crops in."

Javin nodded, "In the woods, yes, but we are in the village and you don't need as much land to grow your food. I can teach you birds how to grow here in your homes, me and all my brothers can."

Kali smirked, "You are a jack of all trades, aren't you?" She suddenly straddled the naked serpent, "Now, sit still... My mate got to ride you before... I want my turn now."

The snake grinned as he felt himself become aroused by her dominant behavior, "Alright then... Let's ride!"

...

Justin was in his bed, wondering what his wife and Maureen were doing without him, how they were coping... He missed them, dearly.

His worries were interrupted as a brawny, nude rottweiler climbed into bed with him. The horny hound put a thick arm around the blue jay, "Oi, birdy... You up f'r a little late night frot 'fore we get ta sleep?"

The bird sighed, not at all opposed to a little homosexual release to help him get to sleep. He playfully licked the dog, "Only if you can keep up."

The dog mounted him right away, pressing his flaccid sheath to the bird's slit, "Oi can kip up, little birdy!" Then, he started to hump the blue bird beneath him.