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This work is © Roland Guiscard 2006 (_rolandb@gmail.com) and may not be_

reposted without permission. All characters depicted in this work are © Kaemantis and

used with permission. This work has been edited and approved by Kaemantis.

Prof. Alexandra Briggs stepped out of her car and grabbed her bag, swinging it

over her shoulder as she stood and looked at the cabin in front of her. The tall, proud

avian felt a calm sense of being at home as she looked at the property she’d rented for the

weekend. Being an eagle, the thick forests and large lake adjacent to the rental cabin

brought a good feeling to her, and as her large scaled feet clacked on the sidewalk she felt

very much at home.

Behind her, Alexandra could hear the passenger side door open and shut as Tange

got out. The short, cheerful puffin’s full name was Tangerine Turner, but Alexandra

hadn’t called her that since their earliest classroom encounters. In fact, Alexandra hadn’t

been called by her real name in years. She preferred to go by Lex, and Tange was happy

to oblige.

Tange’s punked-out dress, fraught with useless leather accessories and carefully

torn clothing, seemed to stand in stark contrast to Lex’s much more refined shirt and

slacks and well-tended trenchcoat. The fact that over a decade in age and almost a foot in

height also separated the pair made Lex and Tange an odd couple, but a couple

nonetheless. Tange jogged up to Lex, putting her small navy-blue hand into Lex’s much

larger brown one. Lex gently wrapped her sizeable fingers around it, smiling and

nuzzling the puffin affectionately, rubbing the underside of her beak along Tange’s long

yellow tufts.

“So, does this look like a good place to get away for the weekend?” asked Lex.

Tange cooed, working her beak into the big poof of white feathers in the center of Lex’s

chest, her cheeks pressing against Lex’s cleavage.

“It looks wonderful. The scenery is beautiful, and it’s a lot more romantic than

home,” said Tange. Lex smiled, and continued to nuzzle the punk little puffin with her

large orange beak, nipping lightly at her feathers from time to time.

“I dunno, you make home pretty romantic when you whip out the fancy silverware and

the candles for one of your home cooked meals,” said Lex. Tange smirked and gave the

underside of Lex’s neck a big nuzzling caress.

“And you make the scenery look pretty good when you get into that little green

thing I bought for you.” Lex squawked and blushed a little at the comment, playfully

batting Tange’s big yellow tufts.

“Hey now, that thing barely fits, and I thought it was just a little secret between

you and me…you know how embarrassed that thing makes me feel.” Tange nipped at

Lex’s chest feathers a little, then slowly backed up, still squeezing Lex’s hand but now

finally starting to move towards the cabin door. Lex followed, keeping her head down a

bit in an attempt to hide her blushing, even though there was no one to hide it from.

“And we both know you love it anyway,” said Tange. Lex couldn’t help but

notice the way the punk little puffin wiggled her butt as she walked towards the door, her

navy-blue tailfan swishing in Lex’s face as she was dragged by the hand. Tange had a

knack for hitting the professor with beautiful little things like a gesture, a wave or a

wiggle that really made Lex’s heart sing. And her libido thrum with interest.

Lex opened the door to the cabin and flicked the lightswitch, which instantly lit

up the pseudo-rustic “log” cabin. While its exterior consisted of large, interlocking logs,

the interior was drywalled and, presumably, insulated. There were a number of tall

windows, and no walls separating the two expansive first-floor rooms, the kitchen and the

living room.

Tange immediately ran into the kitchen and began opening cabinets, taking quick

stock of the inventory. The puffin swiftly began pulling out various pots and pans,

seeming to delight in some while disparaging others.

“Well the frying pan has a copper base to it, but none of the pots do. Which sucks,

since I wanted to make us some soups this weekend.” Lex just stood back a bit and

smiled, letting the puffin get excited over the kitchen. “Hey, there’s champagne and wine

in the fridge! Good stuff even! This isn’t a minibar, right? Its included in the rent?” Lex

nodded, heading lightly off to the living room.

“Yeah, it is. Why don’t you get the groceries out of the car while I check the rest

of this place out? I’ll be by a little later to deal with the suitcases.” Lex winced as she

heard a crash of pots and pans come from the kitchen, but when it was clear that Tange

had not hurt herself Lex slowly trundled through the living room, examining everything

in great detail.

The living room took up a good two-thirds of the first floor, and was separated

from the kitchen by a set of stairs leading up to the bedroom and bathroom. Despite this,

it was rather sparingly furnished, with only a few pieces. There was a widescreen TV on

the back wall, a large picture window on the front facing the lake, and a fireplace on the

side opposite the stairs. Lex could tell from the door that it was not a true wood fireplace

but a gas one, but seeing as it was summer she doubted it would matter. There was a

couch pressed against the stairs, yet it was clear that the decorators intended the renters to

use the massive, fake-fur rug on the ground instead. It took up the vast majority of the

floor, the massive oval shape stopping just a few feet short of the fireplace and nudging

up against the couch.

There were pillows and beanbags scattered about, encouraging Lex to sit or lay

down. Lex grabbed a large beanbag pillow, which was surprisingly similar in color to

most of Tange’s feathers, and laid down on it, letting herself sink into to the soft fabric.

She cooed as she reclined, closing her eyes and allowed herself to relax. When she finally

opened them again, she saw the upside-down face of Tange peering down at her and

smiling. The puffin dropped Lex’s keys into her lap with a jingle.

“Groceries are all unloaded, sweetie. Care to deal with the luggage and change

yourself into something sexy while I make dinner?” asked Tange. Lex grabbed her keys

and leaned up, nuzzling at Tange’s neck a little before slowly letting her large beak slide

down between Tange’s breasts for a moment.

Tange cooed, her tailfan going flat and spreading out a bit as she felt Lex’s

affection. After several moments, Lex finally got to her feet, stretching out for a moment

and grinning down at Tange, who leaned forward and hugged Lex to her. Lex put one of

her big, soft hands down on Tange’s head and gave her a few soft caresses across her

plumes. Tange seemed to melt under the soft caresses, and Lex chirred lightly, filled with

contentment at the puffin’s affection.

“I love you Tange,” said Lex, giving the puffin another long, slow caress across

the top of her head.

“I love ya too, Lex,” replied Tange, standing on tiptoe to nuzzle the underside of

Lex’s chin for a few moments. “Now get to those bags, I’ve got salmon to grill.”

Lex was gently going through hers and Tange’s things in the bedroom, laying

them out on the massive bed. It looked to be big enough for four, maybe even five

people, and took up a huge amount of room. Lex smiled, knowing that a bed this big

meant that she and Tange wouldn’t be fighting over the covers or rolling off the edges in

their sleep, unlike the smaller beds Tange had owned when she was still attempting

higher education. Tange had never gotten a degree, but she certainly learned a lot, and

Lex had looked upon the cute little bird favorably from the first time she’d walked in to

class. Ever since day one they’d hit it off, and despite the fact that student/professor

relationships were frowned upon, they’d struck upon surprisingly few snags. Indeed,

most of Lex’s colleagues seemed quite happy that she’d found someone to fill the hole in

her life left by Greta.

She smiled a bit at the happy memories as she put away Tange’s decidedly punk

clothing. While Lex had never liked the look herself, she had to admit that it really did

compliment that puffin. Still, she wasn’t sure what to make of it all. Tange was able to

look good in shirts so mangled and worn that Lex wouldn’t even use them for rags. She

guessed it must be something about the kids these days.

Going to the smallest bag, she found it filled with books, all from her personal

collection. Being a professor of English literature, Lex always felt more at home with

books, and all of them were quite well read. Several had even been rebound, a recent

development, since whenever Lex wasn’t reading them Tange usually was. As such,

though both girls took good care of the texts they loved, they had all grown somewhat

worn, large finger prints evident in the sides and margins, along with the occasional bit of

dust or food.

As Lex had let Tange pick the books, there proved to be overwhelming amount of

Poe, though Shakespeare and other authors Tange knew Lex liked were also present.

While Lex knew how good curling up to Poe late at night in front of a flickering fire

could be, and how Tange would still occasionally squawk or squeak during some of the

most frightening or tense parts of the work, she thought this was a bit much. Were they

going to do little more than read horror all weekend? Chuckling lightly to herself, she set

the books up on top of the dresser, using table lamps as substitute bookends. Content with

this, she got to her own clothes, which were still in their suitcase.

Compared to Tange’s clothes, Lex found her own to be somewhat plain. While

she knew Tange always complemented her simple, practical sense of style, Lex felt old

sometimes, clad in shirts and khakis when Tange and her friends were always wearing

something so new and different. Still, she knew deep in the bottom of the bag sat a few

outfits that were quite new, and which showed off her figure quite nicely. Nice enough to

where only Tange would get to see them.

After carefully laying these more personal outfits out on the bed, she considered

the case of a small black bag that remained packed. Originally a doctor’s bag, she

recognized that it contained a lot more interesting things now. Smiling, she set it aside,

and then began to consider the outfits she’d laid out on the bed. She didn’t know which

one to pick just yet, but it didn’t matter. She wouldn’t be in it for long.

Lex descended the stairs slowly, her body just barely clad in the lacy green

lingerie she’d picked out. In her left hand she held a few books of carefully selected

poetry, in the other was the black medicine bag from before. She’d intended to sneak it

down in before Tange noticed, but as she came down the stairs, she saw that Tange had

already lit the fire and placed out the dinner on the rug, intending to serve them both

reclining. Tange had also done away with the vast majority of her clothing, keeping only

her collar, fishnet stockings and assorted bits of jewelry. Lex smiled, her large white

tailfeathers fanning with interest. “C’mon down, Lex, I’ve got champagne on ice. And

leave the bag on the sofa, we’ll get to that later.

Lex practically dashed down the stairs, her breasts almost bouncing free from

their lacy prison as she got rid of the bag and plopped down on the soft, fluffy floor next

to the nude puffin. Lex looked at the plate of food for her, salivating both from the

delicious smells and the nude, reclining Tange across from her. She grabbed a fork and

bent down to stab at one of the small, tender cuts of fish when Tange grabbed her own

and beat Lex to the punch, picking up a small piece on her own fork and holding it out to

Lex. Lex smiled, then gently took the fish into her mouth, turning it over with her tongue

for a minute before swallowing.

“I’ve missed your cooking for the past few weeks.” Said Lex. Tange forked

another small piece of salmon into Lex’s mouth.

“And I’ve missed having you talk to me about it. You know I love that look on

your face you get when you eat something particularly yummy. That’s why I made some

eggrolls too.” Lex swallowed, then wiped her beak a little and laughed.

“Eggrolls? With salmon? Don’t you think that’s a little odd?” Tange smirked at

Lex’s comment.

“Sure its odd, but its tasty. Here, have one.” Tange grabbed a small plate and

handed it to Lex, who took one, carefully lifting it to her beak and biting off a good

chunk. She smiled, her tailfeathers fanning out wide in enthusiasm. Tange smiled.

“Just one other thing, Tange…Can I have a little of the champagne?” Tange

leaned over and removed the bottle from the ice. With a small struggle and a loud POP,

the cork was freed and Tange managed to make two small champagne glasses appear.

After a quick pour into both the glasses, Tange and Lex clinked them together and took a

sip. Tange immediately began to giggle.

“The bubbles are tickling my beak…” said Tange. Lex moved forward to nuzzle,

and as she pulled back she saw that Tange was somewhat clumsily refilling her glass. Lex

smiled and resumed her sipping.

“Jeez Tange, are you trying to get me drunk?” asked Lex Playfully. Tange refilled

her own glass.

“Well you look so cute when you’re tipsy…” said Tange. Tange sipped lightly at

the champagne, then leaned forward, nuzzling Lex again. Lex cooed and nuzzled back.

“You know its odd, I’ve got the fire going, yet I don’t think its too hot in here…”

said Tange. Lex grinned.

“You’ve got that right…you’re the only thing here’s that’s hot...” Lex’s large, soft

hand gently slid forward, caressing her lover’s thighs lightly before sliding across

Tange’s sex. The puffin smirked, trying to resist a moan, as Lex’s hands gently felt

through Tange’s folds, slowly making their way towards her clit. Tange shuddered, then

leaned forward, moving in closely and beginning to nuzzle and caress her lover. Tange’s

hands slowly slipped to Lex’s breasts, touching and caressing them for a few moments

before sliding down between Lex’s legs. Tange’s touches were slow and shaky, letting

Lex know that, as always, her own rubbings were right on the mark.

Lex moved in as close as she could, shoving plates and silverware out of her way

as she moved in close to Tange, rubbing and feeling and fondling. From time to time she

would take her hand away from Tange’s sex, gently rubbing and caressing the puffin

elsewhere before returning, delighting in the puffin’s red face and tiny squeals. She

rubbed her neck against Tange’s as she worked, loving the feeling of closeness. Lex kept

it slow, steady and constant, knowing it would be a long and pleasurable ride before

Tange reached her climax.

Tange wrapped her arms and legs around Lex, gasping, her eyes shut tight, her

plumes bouncing and waving as she squirmed about. Lex smiled and let her other hand

snake down between them, her fingers now moving delicately and deeply into Tange.

Lex closed her eyes and concentrated as she gently probed her lover, keeping a relentless

pace until she finally felt Tange shudder with release. She let out a deep sigh of relief,

and Lex gently nuzzled and necked the little puffin beneath her. They both panted, Tange

coming down just as Lex was warming up. After what seemed like hours, Tange looked

up to Lex, nuzzling her neck and whispering in her ear.

“Why don’t you get rid of that lingerie, and I’ll go get something fun out of the

bag, hmm?”

Lex almost laughed when she saw Tange walking towards her. The little puffin

was wearing nothing more than her collar and a massive purple strap-on which wagged

comically in front of her. Tange seemed to know how silly she looked and grabbed hold

of the toy, wagging it around playfully. Lex sometimes wished she could get into such a

situation as comfortably as Tange did. She grabbed a beanbag and laid back on it, putting

her arms to the side and spreading her legs.

Tange dropped onto all fours, crawling up to Lex and nuzzling the eagle gently.

Lex gently caressed Tange’s head and shoulders before nuzzling back, making sure she

was spread wide enough to accommodate the stocky little bird in front of her. She panted

as she felt Tange’s fingers caressing her sex, feeling up Lex in preparation. She took out a

deep breath, then relaxed it as she felt the tip of the strap-on slowly begin to probe her.

Tange had already lubed it up well, and Lex felt the soft, warming feeling of the liquid on

her sex.

Lex whimpered and grunted a little as she felt Tange’s strap-on slowly slide into

her. The puffin moved it in slowly, gently, giving Lex time to adjust and stretch. Lex

groaned, her hands rubbing and raking across Tange’s back as the puffin gently began to

work her over. She wrapped her arms, then her legs, tightly around the much smaller

bird, thrusting back lightly from time to time, nuzzling, gasping and whispering in

Tange’s ear.

She purred and arched her back as Tange reached down, stroking and fondling

Lex’s clit between thrusts. Lex moaned, her hands sliding under and between them,

caressing and groping Tange’s breasts, making the puffin squeal with delight. Slowly,

Tange began to pick up the pace, the long, thick rubber phallus probing deep into Lex,

making her groan with each thrust, feeling stuffed as well as pleasured.

Lex let herself submit, and as she did so, she felt an orgasm slowly sliding over

her, starting at her sex and taking its time to expand and wash over her. She buried her

face in Tange’s chest as it struck her brain, the experience making her shake and shudder,

as if every part of her body was being gently tickled by her lover, all at once. She sighed

as it began to culminate, opening her eyes to see a smiling, blushing puffin above her.

They rubbed their necks once more, cooing to one another in an avian display of

tenderness and affection.

“I love you Lex…” said Tange, letting her weight sink down onto her lover. Lex

chirred and wrapped her arms around the puffin, hugging her tight.

“I love you too, Tange…and I’ve got a whole weekend to show you how much.”

Tange dug her beak into the large tuft of feathers at the base of Lex’s neck.

“A whole weekend of this…I can’t wait!”