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It had been 8 days since Simon had questioned that dancer at the club. 8 days since he had used up his last promising lead, a tip about an avian that loved stalking the streets and chatting it up with the locals. Simon was sure Violet of all people would know something about the disappearance of Sarah Lang, and he hadn't believed the anthro bird for a second when he denied involvement. After asking around though, he had to admit that Sarah and Violet frequented completely different areas. His contact had been overly optimistic when it came to the extent of Violet's finger (talon?) on the pulse of the outskirts. Now he was out of ideas. Out of ideas for Sarah, at least. Enough time had passed that the law was willing to consider her a missing person and Simon had reluctantly decided that their sluggish response may yield more results than his random probing. Not the most glamorous start to his semi-professional PI career. He took another sip of his morning coffee, thinking about what he'd found during his search. He didn't have much to think about, he realised. Empty apartment, few friends, no one had seen her for close to a month. He'd heard of several more disappearances while questioning the more cooperative people who hadn't been turned off by his abrasive personality. He’d taken a great interest in those, wondering if they were connected. Perhaps human traffickers? A serial killer? A secret society? None of his theories had any real merit after some quick investigations. The vanishing people seemed to happen at completely random times and places. Random ethnicities, genders, careers and ages. The only real consistency was that they were all human, though even that didn't mean too much. Simon grimly took another sip, and glanced one last time at his list of missing people and places on his personal tablet before giving it a rest. Seven lines of names, work and home addresses yet nothing to be gained; he'd even tried plotting their addresses on a map to try and find a pattern, different colours for work and home. The aspiring detective rubbed his brow with the hand that wasn't holding onto the coffee cup like a life buoy. When he opened his blurry eyes something jumped out at him from the screen. The address of the place of work of someone on the list. He recognised it because he'd gone there before. In fact, he was there now. He'd wandered into the same restaurant again without really paying attention. Simon looked at the home address next to it and closed his eyes trying to remember where it was. It was an apartment building right? He'd gone to it right after he'd went to Dancing Delights, after…..after he’d gone to this restaurant and heard about this missing human from an annoyed waiter. Simon's brain was trying to tell him something. There was a reason he was thinking about this now...... He had a sudden realisation and looked out the window down the street. He could just barely make out a few familiar buildings. The Dancing Delights club was definitely one of them. The human felt an idea brewing. He was sure that the Violet character knew something. Maybe not about Sarah but......something. He stared off into space for a few more moments before making up his mind. He left the coffee where it lay, paid his dues by tapping his phone on the pad built into the table and left wordlessly. Inside the Dancing Delights club itself, things were quiet as they usually were in the morning. Just the usual sweeping and mopping to be found in the main chamber. Two of the more valuable employees were having a chat at one of the empty booths under the bright, crisp lights reserved by the staff only for the daylight hours. "It's weird. I don't care how much profit this place is making now, it's......unnatural", the light green-feathered bird said. His counterpart, the one covered in bright red on most of his body and a few white spots, meandered on. "You can see it that way sure, but aren't we just as unnatural by nature? I mean look at us! Two to three generations ago our species didn't even exist, honestly all bets of off when comes to people like us. Partial human DNA, partial whatever DNA with no possibility of breeding with humans........and family resemblance is where you draw the line?" "They look exactly like him, Brandy! This is different. Violet did something, we both know it" Both dancers had suspected for some time that Violet was one of the few anthros blessed with the power of magic. They had had suspicions since the first time he managed to get an unruly customer to leave without a fuss within seconds, though of course he'd claimed it was his superior charm. The green-feathered one named Cider was certain that Violet knew they knew too and he'd be damned if the owner of the club didn't know. The two of them just knew better than to ask, and that was their relationship with Violet pretty much from day one. It had worked out so far though. There was no real tension between any of them; to the contrary, they all got along really well actually. They had a bit of an understanding with their magenta-coloured colleague, one in which they stayed out of his way and the pair received the odd favour. One of the more recent ones had been somehow convincing a landlord to get the pair of them a very nice deal on an apartment nearby. One of the duo's perks at this gig was free accommodation which was of pretty decent quality, but it just didn't really feel like theirs. Violet actually seemed to thrive in this environment though. He and his 'new friends' came and went as they pleased but when Violet returned for the night he pranced around like he owned the place. In a way he pretty much did. Brandy struggled to reply to that. "Well......I mean sure it's a bit strange even for us but.......well........" Cider crossed his arms. "Well?" "Well.....I like them" Cider snorted and a wry smile appeared on his orange beak. "I bet you do", he said remembering their little 'competition' from last evening. Brandy started laughing. "I mean it! They don't talk back, they’re friendly, they give this place a great vibe and they're fantastic to talk to!" "Yep, they're great listeners. Neeeeever interrupt you while you're talking, even after you're done", Cider stated a bit snidely. Brandy poked his friend in the shoulder lightly. "That's mean, you know", he reprimanded. It also wasn't exactly true, Cider thought with a twinge of guilt at his comment. Neither Audienne nor Dune had much going on upstairs granted, but they were actually quite chatty. The trick was getting them to stop talking really; they didn't respond well to anything subtle. They also made for very enjoyable company, not always just at their expense either. Both Cider and Brandy had grown somewhat fond of the two new arrivals. They were just.....fun. "Yeah yeah I know. I guess they're not that bad. I just can't help but wonder where they came from, y'know? They don't seem to know it themselves, or maybe they don't want to tell. Do you-do you wonder if.....maybe......" "Maybe what?", Brandy asked curiously. "Maybe they're.....original?", Cider continued carefully. Many theories had popped up over the years as to the origin of the anthros. Going from hoax, to extraterrestrial, to eventually escaped bioweapon. Most people passively supported the 'grown-in-a-lab-and-got-out theory' these days. Almost all anthros Cider knew were born, offspring of either the original anthros or their children. He, Brandy and Violet had all hatched from eggs. Yet, natural birth couldn't explain the rapid population growth anthros had seen in recent years. They had to be coming from somewhere, right? Brandy was a bit skeptical. "You can't say that for sure. They won't say where they're from and they bear a striking resemblance to Violet, that's all you've got there. Violet has......ways, but I doubt he can create people out of thin air." He thought for a moment. "Maybe he just found some random birds somewhere and it's purple feather dye....?" Cider was about to call him an idiot when the sound of approaching footsteps came from the direction of the door. "You again?", Brandy asked. "Yes. Me", Simon Coldwell responded. "Looking for Violet. He around?" Around he was, along with the other two in their usual place: their shared room, which now had three names on the door. They were all sitting on Violet's 'nest bed', in a row behind each other, either on their knees or with crossed legs. Violet was in front of Dune, who was in front of Audienne. Dune and Audienne each had a small brush in their claws, slowly and gently combing the feathers of the one in front of him. Violet insisted on this daily preening to keep the trio in tip-top shape. He'd already methodically tended to Audienne, now the other two needed their practice. Audienne immensely enjoyed these sessions, his eyes often drifting closed in contentment no matter which side of the brush he was on. Dune in front of him took a somewhat more active approach to the activity, brushing Violet's shiny feathers with barely restrained fervour. He had more than once pulled a bit roughly and earned an annoyed 'ahem' from Violet, who had yet to get either of them to use the technique properly. There was a certain method that he liked to use which fluffed him up and sleeked him down just right for a show; right brushing speed, force, direction..... all of it was important in order to display the magenta and pink feathers like the world deserved to see them. One of the benefits of having three identical sets of feathers was that knowing how to care for one meant knowing how to care for all three. He was making progress with his first convert at least, he thought while Audienne carefully untangled Dune's delicate down. If only Dune would learn a little bit quicker, then maybe Violet wouldn't need to give himself a once-over in the mirror when they were done. Or have threatened to implement a one-pull-one-spank rule to even get Dune this far. Turning into goo and reforming didn't help his feathers; he'd tried. Overall Dune had fit in nicely everywhere else. He got along with the clients and was a natural dancer, just like Audienne. Dune had even acclimatised well to their late night activities, and could now easily rival Audienne’s skill when it came to fellatio. In fact, yesterday they had gotten into a minor argument as to who could give the best head, then decided to put it to the test. Cider and Brandy certainly hadn't complained. They'd complained even less when Violet suggested they wait a few hours and swap partners to make sure the test was fair. The results had been inconclusive. What Violet was most pleased with, however, was the relationship Dune and Audienne had cultivated in such a short time. At first he had been worried that their past friendship wouldn't translate into their new lives but it seemed that something inside each still made them click. They had grown inseparable, maintaining whatever it was that had drawn them together when they were human. Of course, the exact nature of their relationship was far more intimate than it had been before. A loud knock on the door made Audienne's eyes shoot open as he flinched, eliciting a loud chirp from Dune as a few feathers were pulled painfully. "Hey, open up!", came a vaguely familiar voice through the steel. "Oops, like, sorry Dune!", Audienne hastily apologised before getting up to angrily storm at the door. He was having so much fun before someone had to go and ruin it! Even his tail feathers were spread out in anger!. "Remember Audienne, no using magic on strangers~", Violet reminded him. Audienne seemed just a bit deterred but retained a lot of fire in his stride. He unlocked the door, yanked it open and stared daggers at whoever had dared interrupt their morning preening with both claws pushed against the small of his back. Simon looked up at Audienne's narrow-eyed glare, just a bit happier now that he saw his inconvenience was having an effect. "About time. Should talk again, you 'n I. I've got some more questions about someone different this time." He let himself into the room. "You ever heard of someone-" He stopped. He was seeing double....triple. There in the back of the room there were two more Violets sitting down, one confused at his presence and another one looking up at him with poorly concealed contempt. Then there was the one that let him in, still fuming behind him. Simon glanced back at that one. He hadn't bothered to take a peek downward and now that he had, the differences were a bit more obvious. The one at the door had a frankly fantastic lower body. The other two looked great in different ways, though one had a lot more going for him than the other. There was one other difference, he realised. Of the pair in the back of the room, the more well-endowed one had a different hair (head-feather?) style and was wearing a black collar with some sort of jewel or inset. A collar that Violet had finally coerced Audienne into leaving alone. Violet, the real one, was the one to speak next. He was even less thrilled to see Simon the second time. "What can I help you with today Mr. Coldwell, hmmmmmm?" Simon did a double take. "I....well I need to ask some more questions about someone else who went.....who are these two?" Violet lifted himself up from the soft nesting pillow. "These are my roommates, Dune and Audienne. Feel free to introduce yourself", he said coldly. Simon turned back to Audienne. "Simon Coldwell. Nice to meet you", a curt greeting. Audienne wasn't won over. "We were, like, in the middle of something Simon!!" "What were-", Simon started saying before deciding he didn't want to know. Instead, he probed Violet again after giving Dune a silent wave. "You said you only had one roommate." "Well, now I have two", came the reply in a dangerously quiet voice. Violet stared him down coolly, large emerald eyes unblinking. Simon felt like the bird man was boring a hole through his skull with that intense gaze. The human stared back for another moment before he started pacing around the room and fiddled with the sparse decorations. "You ever heard of someone called Adrian? Adrian....something or other. He was a waiter at a restaurant nearby, also lived a few blocks away. Apparently he always walked home, means he would come past this place." Violet kept his composure. "I can't say that I have, no. Just like the last person." Without thinking, Audienne almost mentioned something Dune might have said once before Violet shot him a look. A look that the air-headed avian had never seen on him, and one that made anything he was about to chirp up about die in his throat. Simon simply continued. "Really now? Never even heard of him? Someone living so close nearby in a district with fewer than 1000 people?" Violet blew out some air out of his nares and folded his arms. The man was asking pathetic questions. "Surely you can't expect me to know everyone in this town, Simon? Besides, I meet new people all the time when I go out and learn the lay of the land, I can't remember everyone! When I'm not doing the rounds I'm in here practicing. I've got a living to make, after all" He regained some of his sly charm. "I'd be happy to give you a demonstration some time Simon~" The human wasn't fazed, and went for the door. "Won't be necessary. You know something. And your....'roommates' are no less suspicious. Know what I think? I think they're your body doubles, for an alibi see." He lifted a finger and started wagging it in front of the three. "'S things to be unearthed here, mark my words. Expect to hear from the law soon, y'hear!" He left without another word. Violet almost followed him outside out of a split-second decision but caught himself. No, he thought, too risky. We need to go about this little goblin a bit better..... The room was silent again with only the three humanoid birds occupying it once more. Audienne was frustrated and just a little worried for Violet, who was scarily silent. Dune had been sitting still in the corner this whole time and finally remembered his voice. "Ummmmm.....who was that?", he asked tentatively since he also sensed the fury coming off Violet in waves. There were scratches in the tiles from where he’d tensed his footclaws. Violet blinked for the first time since the door had opened, starting to scheme again. "That, Dune, was a problem. A problem that I - that we need to solve" A bit later Simon was heading back towards Adrian's old apartment, retracing the missing human's steps that he would have taken to get home. The daylight was sure to reveal something he had missed before.......unless the footsteps of a few hundred people had made it disappear, of course. The brown-clothed man searched as thoroughly as his inexperienced eyes could, looking into the corners where the pavement met the buildings and the multitude of side alleys branched off. Too much to search, he realised as he trawled along slowly. The man wouldn't have left this path, would he? Then again, maybe he liked taking the side alleys? Where's my map.... He reached for his phone but his hand stopped halfway. A noise to his right, like hasty footsteps on sharp claws. Simon stood up straight and inched closer, head pulled back further than the rest of him instinctively. The sound had come from around the corner. He tried to be as silent as possible as he made his way into the alleyway. In the bright daylight he saw something highly suspicious: a dark pinkish purple puddle that had an odd transparent quality to it. Fascinated, he stepped forward. Like it had sensed his approach, the puddle started moving, pulling itself along the abandoned paved street and luring the man deeper into the alleyway behind the buildings on the street. Simon's eyes grew like saucers. Nope, nope, nuh-uh. He almost fell over backwards trying to get away from whatever it was. Shit, Violet thought. They would have to go to plan B. He wouldn't be able to reform in time, so it was up to the other two. The human started making distressed, incoherent noises as he started walking away into the main street at a pace that was almost a jog, a speed he rarely reached on foot. Then he decided that, in fact, this unusual situation was an exception and he started sprinting outright. Back in the side street, Dune and Audienne had been waiting just out of sight to pounce on him when he was close enough. Now, the two identical copies of Violet's face just looked at one another as Simon made his getaway. "Should we, like, start following him?", Audienne asked his partner. "Well Violet did say we should if he.......ummmm.......couldn't catch him", Dune replied. They both watched from their hiding place as the human disappeared out of sight, rounding a corner. "I don't think Violet's plan worked", Dune finally concluded as he ruffled his feathers with a shake of his whole body. "Well then let's go!", Audienne exclaimed. This was more fun anyway! No more lurking around waiting for things to happen. In sync, the two of them took a running start and launched themselves with near supernatural silence onto a low rooftop bordering the street. They may not have had wings but they did have the lightness of non-humanoid birds. At least when you considered their base structure and not the 'extras' that Dune and Audienne carried around from the waist down. Luckily, all their former human thoughts and memories lended themselves to not only more head-turning assets but also stronger leg muscles. Memories they were unwittingly destroying bit by as they leaped from and landed on rooftops of empty buildings, trying to keep their prey in sight and following him to wherever he would run out of steam. Simon, exhausted, stopped to catch his breath standing in the main street. Right next to yet another one of the multitude of side streets that infested the outskirts. The pursuing pair made eye contact in wordless agreement. Dune and Audienne touched down their claws down on the last set of roof tiles one after another, the impact causing small waves to travel along the generous curves concealing who they once were. Audienne moved towards the side path while Dune prepared to jump down into the main street. Simon was completely unaware of any conspiring happening nearby. His only goal was to gulp down as much air as he could after fleeing from that alien slime monster. What the hell was that thing!? It was MOVING! He shivered as he recalled the disturbing sight, then leaned back against the wall of a building still short of breath. The human stared up with unfocused eyes. He thought he saw movement for a moment. Had that thing followed him? No, it was something else. A familiar beaky face smiling down at him with glee. Dune jumped straight down from a height that may have snapped human bones and landed lightly in front an open-mouthed Simon, feathery arms above his head and tail feathers fanned out as he stuck the landing. "Heya~", Dune greeted almost nonchalantly. Simon wasn't nearly as pleased as the avian was at their followup meeting. "Ahhh! Wh-No! Ahhhhhh! Get away!" Dune quickly covered the man's mouth before they drew too many stares and shoved him out of sight with surprising strength, into the side street where his accomplice was waiting. Audienne caught the struggling human from behind, twisted him around and stared into his eyes. "There~ Just relax Mr. Angry Man. It's, like, gonna be totally fine!" Simon was instantly transfixed by the creature's eyes. Even in the heat of fear and terror, he couldn't help but be enamoured by the bright green spirals circling outwards. Within a second or so, he didn't worry about anything at all as Audienne stood in front of him with a happy grin upon his face. Dune crossed his arms. "Ummmm....when are you going to show me how to do that?", he asked with a touch of envy. Violet straightened himself and tried to look as wise as possible. For him that meant a grey scaly left arm behind his back, holding his right arm as he leaned to the side with his tail feathers straight up. "Well, like, you see Dune, it's like pretty dangerous stuff! I can't show you until Violet says it's OK~" Dune wasn't having it. He sidled up behind Audienne and then went down on his knees. "Ummm, like, what are you doing back there Dune?", Violet asked with his eyes still fixed on the human. "Oh, nothing, just passing the time", Dune said in an incredibly suspicious tone of voice. They were still waiting for Violet after all, he thought. Dune carefully ran a single sharp, trimmed talon through his friend's feathers right above his tail. Audienne lost focus immediately with a sharp gasp. "Duuuunne! Don't do thaaaaaat!!!" He tried to swat at the bird behind him while restarting his ministrations on Simon. Dune giggled and dodged, then ran two talons symmetrically along Audienne's back and down the sides of his thighs. "What's the matter Audy? Having trouble concentrating, hmmmm?" Audienne was starting to laugh a bit uncontrollably from the ticklish sensation, desperately trying to maintain control. For Simon, slipping through different levels of hypnosis as his captor was himself assaulted was a unique experience. He was still somewhat aware of what was happening around him, it just wasn't quite registering in his mind. When the bird had a lapse of concentration the human felt like he was ever so slowly waking up from a dream, only to be thrust back down again a moment later. Dune finished off by giving his partner a loud smack on the large bottom like Violet always did to them, producing a satisfying, surprised squawk. He leaned back, feeling that they were even for now and then started wondering out loud. "Where'd Violet go? He wasn't that far away right?" Time passed. They had moved deeper into the street and had been waiting for several minutes with little change. Audienne had lessened his hypnotic power after Dune had remarked that Simon was starting to fall over. Now he was just standing there, staring down at the birds that were sitting in front of him with bored expressions on their faces. They were about to start getting handsy with each other again when Audienne had a sudden flash of clarity. He remembered a detail about their backup plan, almost causing him to release Simon from his mental grip again. "Dune! One of us was supposed to stand on the street outside so Vi could find us!" It was too late though. "Oh hi Violet!", Dune piped up. "Where'd you go?" The original member of the trio gave a small annoyed 'hmmmmm', then tried to look on the bright side as he strutted towards the two birds and one human. At least no one had followed them in. He started shooing everyone even deeper into the labyrinth of paths. The parts deeper in were usually almost completely abandoned and he didn't want anyone to see them apply their problem-solving skills. Finally, after the pesky wannabe investigator had annoyed him, insulted him, trespassed and threatened him the magical bird had had enough. He wasn't just angry; he was going to exact wrath on this unfortunate individual. Violet took over hypnotic responsibility from Audienne, then finessed a bit until Simon was able to speak a bit but not do much else. "Well hello there, Simon~ How are we feeling?" Simon struggled a bit at first before managing something. "Uhhhh.....Let....Go.....Put you in....trouble" "Let you go, hmmmm? No, I don't think I will" He grabbed onto Simon's brown jacket with both claws and brought him in a bit closer, his eyes right in front of Simon's face. Those eyes had a look in them that told Simon that Violet was taking far too much satisfaction in this for the human's continued well-being. "You see Simon, it's quite simple: you threatened me. You came into my home and started spouting off righteousness like you knew what you were talking about, like you knew who you were talking to. Now at the end of the day, I have no use for......complications. So, I'm going to try my very hardest to make something useful of you, dear Simon. I'm sure we can come to an understanding, you and I~" The human's emotions were starting to turn to proper fear now. His stubbornness hadn't really allowed him to worry about Violet before but......these avian dancers were definitely planning on doing something to him. Something not good. He mustered some more strength. "Won't….get away with this you - you bastard!" Violet cocked his head, amused. "And why do you think that, sweety? Like you once said, the law in this town is useless. I also think it would be - how to put this delicately - exceedingly difficult to find someone who has essentially disappeared off the face of the Earth. You're forgetting that I'm a magic birdy, Simon!" Now the human was terrified. He had nothing to bargain with. He couldn't even scream for help properly. He grit his teeth and stared Violet down. "You-You witch!" The bird was taken aback, then pondered for a second. It did have a nice ring to it, didn't it? "Violet the Witch, hmmmmm? I like it~" The magenta-feathered avian took a look at his duplicates standing off to the side. Bored, they had started making out loudly. AGAIN. He decided then and there that he wasn't going to make any more twins after all. Dealing with two would be more than enough, at least for the time being. Besides, he didn't think Simon deserved it. Well then for his next trick, Violet would need an assistant. He cleared his throat to get the attention of the other two. "Audienne~ Would you come here please! Just stand right....there! Perfect~ Now Dune you need to hold our little Simon in place over here!" They were all in position. Audienne was pressed with his front against the human's back and Dune was holding him in place from the front. The two of them decided to just go along with whatever Violet was planning since he usually knew best. Violet placed one hand around Audienne's waist, one on Simon's shoulder and pushed against them both. He gave the shaking and now quiet human a last, devilish look then started turning into goo. His entire body momentarily looked like a candle on a hot day, drooping before spontaneously collapsing into a single blob-like entity. Simon watched wide-eyed as this blob started climbing both his and Audienne's body, though it seemed more concentrated on the human. The effects of the hypnosis were fading, so he started to thrash a bit. Dune's unnaturally strong grip held him fast. He, Simon and Audienne watched fascinated as the human was fully enveloped in the Violet-goo, as well as having wrapped around Audienne's middle but no higher, leaving most of him still exposed. Only one of the three had reason to be afraid though. Steam sizzled on the surface of the goo as the human's clothes evaporated along with whatever was in his pockets with an electronic fizzle. Then he started....shrinking? Dune gasped. "What's Violet doing?" "Hmmmmm. Maybe he's, like......I dunno?", Audienne responded as he looked down at the scene below them. From inside the slimy mass, Simon could feel himself changing. It felt like he was being compressed by pressure, almost like he was too far underwater. Then it felt like the very consistency of his body was changing. He could feel himself becoming softer, squishier. Somehow he was reminded of the steps of evolving from a fish-like creature into a human. Only backwards, apparently. His vision started shifting so that he was looking upwards, like his face was collapsing in on itself. The dull thumping of the world outside became dimmer, more muffled. He couldn't hear anymore, he realised with a bit of panic. He also couldn't feel his arms and legs! Simon felt like he was at the bottom of the ocean, looking up at the rippling waves as he looked at the refracting goo above him while his body was violated. Everything had a magenta or pink hue but he could still make out the details of the world around him. While he was being moulded the changing human realised that he was being moved, rotating away from the other bird that the goo was also attached to. He caught a glimpse of Audienne's legs before he was fully rotated away. They seemed a lot bigger than before. Either that, or he himself had somehow gotten a lot smaller. The world faded out of view for the last time. The light diminished fully and Simon could no longer see. The only sensations still available to him were a heightened sense of touch and a vague sense of taste. He could still feel his mouth and throat, though they definitely felt different. He wasn’t sure how he could taste, given that he didn’t think he had a tongue anymore. The goo had a distant taste of some sort of cleaning product, probably a remnant of whatever the birds used to wash themselves. The sensation of touch was far more interesting. He could feel every caress of the goo around him as it seemed to manipulate his body into position. Simon could feel every little current that pushed on his body, a body that according to his anatomical awareness was somehow only a weird cylinder now. That wasn't all; whenever there was a touch on his body, it excited him. Every little tug was a light tease on his sensitive new flesh and it was driving him mad. He tried moving but found that he could only flex his tube-like body a minute amount. Completely blind and in another panic, he desperately tried wiggling like a fish as much as he could. All that did was increase the strange, brutally sensitive stimulation on his new skin. He could feel the base of his body pressing against something......he wasn't sure what though. Then he felt a sharp feeling that would have made him gasp if he still had lungs. Simon had just attached to something! He felt a steady thumping go through him. His heartrate was high, but oddly it wasn't in fear. It was only slightly raised in excitement. For a second he didn't understand. It was like his own body wasn't...... Then realisation struck him. Those weren't the sensations of his heart thumping through him. The feeling of attachment must mean that he was – he was now stuck to or even part of that bird!? On the one hand he found it pretty creepy. On the other, he was just too exhausted and disoriented to try and think too hard about it. The goo slowly retracted from his somewhat arrow-shaped body with more unwelcome stimulation and eventually turned back into a solid avian named Violet, who looked down to admire his own handiwork. Dune and Audienne simultaneously let out 'ooos' and 'aaaahs'. Audienne seemed to have been aroused by the stimulation, since his long, red, avian penis had emerged from its genital slit. It stood there raised proudly for all to see. Except that is was a bit bigger than before, Dune realised. He put one and one together to explain the disappearing human act he had just witnessed. "Did you....turn him into a dick?", he asked in awe. Violet let out a contented sigh, starting to get back to his usual self again. "No Dune, he was already a dick. I just turned him into a penis~" He didn't even bother trying to look for an explanation for where the human’s extra mass went. If it could be explained by science, it wouldn't be called magic. At first Audienne was a bit cautious of touching his mysterious new penis that almost seemed to twitch a bit of its own accord . As such Dune swooped in, bent down and had the honour of first poke. "Ahhh!", he exclaimed. "It feels, like, different!" Dune withdrew his talon. "Oops, I'm sorry! Did that hurt?", he asked concerned. "No, it's just......sensitive", Audienne replied. Violet still had plans. "Oh we're not done just yet, boys! Audienne, I need you to do me a favour while we head back. Think about aaaalll the fun you can have with the two of us and that new cock of yours once we're home~" Audienne's tongue hung out of his beak a bit. That wouldn't be difficult, he thought. He started reaching a hand down but Violet gently stopped him. "And, very importantly my adorable little birdy......no touching until I say otherwise~" Audienne was dismayed. "Like, why not!?" "Can I touch it?", Dune asked. "Nope!", Violet said cheerfully. "It's important Audienne, trust me! We've still got work to do at home, and our friend down there needs to....stew for a while" The now sexually frustrated bird conceded and they made their way back through the streets. Audienne's half erect cock was probably going to draw a few stares, so Dune tried his best to stand in front of his playmate to block the view. Violet honestly couldn't have cared less right now as he led the way with a bounce in his step. Audienne found that thinking about all the sucking, squeezing and licking they could get up to at Dancing Delights was fun and all, but he couldn’t wait until those fantasies were realised. His new cock had started to leak and the bird was getting impatient. For the transformed Simon though, it was torture. He still wasn't even sure what had happened to him, though he was starting to have a horrible suspicion. During the long walk back to the club he felt himself constantly in motion, jostled around as he felt a light breeze on his skin. His strange new body went through different levels of involuntary stiffness, depending on exactly which saucy scenario Audienne was dreaming of and eventually he was left in a state of exhaustion. Still, the ordeal continued as a wet sensation started running down his front. The whole time he felt an incredible sense of arousal and excitement, feelings he knew were coming from someone else and were being pumped through him. Yet, he was forced to endure them all helplessly as he could feel his new body bounce every which way while powerful legs carried him to his new destination with nothing he could do to stop it. When they finally arrived back, Cider and Brandy gave them a curious look. "So did you guys have fun.... wherever you went?", Cider asked. Violet spared a glance back. "Oh it was the usual~ The real fun's only about to start! No interruptions please~" Cider turned back to his companion seated next to them. "OK then.....Don't hurt yourselves, you hear?" "We won't!", Dune answered back before turning to Violet nervously. "We won't, right?" Violet waved dismissively. "You worry too much, Dune~" The three plus one of them entered the room and Violet locked the door. He took a deep breath in, then let it out slowly, stretching his arms out to his sides and lowering them as he did so. His victory over that annoying little man was about to get that much sweeter. "Let the fun begin!", he proclaimed and almost skipped over to Audienne. He sat on his knees in front of his sexy toy and concentrated. He'd never done it in this way exactly but he was sure he- there! He could feel their connection…... He smiled and closed his eyes. Hello Simon! A thought sent to the subject of his newest experiment. Simon heard something for the first time in several minutes. Where had that come from? _ Where are you!? You-you- Violet the Witch is right here, dear~ I'm in front of you believe it or not, looking at what you've become. I definitely prefer you like this! Don't you like this better too, hmmmm?_ During the walk back Simon had started to feel sticky, hot and quite uncomfortable. He also felt mentally weak, subjected to the constant teasing out of his control. More than that, as time went on he had started to feel…...needy. Hungry to be touched. It scared him just how much he needed physical contact. _ No! Turn me back! I don't want to..... I don't want- this! _ He couldn't bring himself to say what he suspected he'd become. Violet chuckled in his mind. Oh I think you'll...'come' around! Simon would have felt pretty down if Audienne's hormones running through his system didn't keep him in this perpetual state of arousal. Violet leaned in a bit and gave Audienne's new cock a long, slow lick all the way from the base to the very tip. The slightly flaccid penis was suddenly very erect. To Simon it felt like a blinding flash of ecstasy before he was being filled and squeezed from the inside, pushing him upwards to be proudly put on display against his will for all the world to to view. He may not have been able to see it, but he could feel Violet's breath on his moist skin. He was almost painfully aroused. He tried begging. _ Please! Just.... Just what, huh? What do you want to me to do exactly, my little friend?_ Simon wasn't even sure anymore. Audienne's intense horniness flowing through him like warm honey was driving him crazy and he needed relief. _ Just.....anything! Hmmmm......well I can see you definitely need my help. Tell you what~ How about I solve all this for you,_ _OK? Are you ready to apologise for violating my privacy? For accusing me of things I didn't do and generally being a little nuisance? Yes!! I'm sorry! Please just....help..... _ Simon felt like he was straining upwards, the tip of the slightly tapered avian penis he’d become pointing towards the sky like it was saluting, reporting for duty and pleading for aid. He wasn't sure how much more of this intense treatment his psyche could endure. Violet was about to show him that it was much more than he thought. Violet opened his emerald eyes, a luminous glow gracing them once more. _Then work with me here, Simon. Can you see your memories? Can't see anything..... I mean in your mind, silly~ Can you see all of your memories and thoughts from when you were still a_ _person? Imagine them for me as something......physical._ A liquid filling up your mind _, all the way to the top!_ Simon suddenly saw it. Weird, he thought. He could feel HIM as a liquid and see it in his mind's eye, filling a transparent container. Within his uncomfortably aroused state, he felt......even stranger. _ So is this....going to help me turn back? _ Violet sighed and made birdlike coos for a few seconds. Trust me, you're going to enjoy this~_ What do you mea- _ Violet gave the tip another tiny lick. _ Nnnnnggggg _ ! Simon was forcibly wrenched from his question. Violet continued speaking to Simon in his mind. I know you think being a bird cock isn't too fun but believe me, it has it's moments! At least I would think so, not having any personal experience myself..... Anyway, what we're going to do here together, Simon, is to show you the joy to be found in your new life~ If you concentrate a bit, I'm sure you can feel a bit behind you, yes? Think about it real hard and you’ll be able to feel the prostate and testicles too! Fun, right!? Simon felt like he should have shivered at that. Violet must have been doing something to his mind again, since he found he couldn't stop thinking about expanding the feelers of thoughts into whatever he could sense. Just like the bird had promised, he could feel other parts if he concentrated. Two internal testicles were squeezed deep inside Audienne somewhere. He could feel them like a pair of arms or legs, or some other extremity. When he really concentrated, he could feel that they were…...empty? Now Simon, Audienne needs our help! He's pretty hot and bothered right now, just like you~ We need to fill him up before we can empty him out. Now with every touch of arousal you feel, parts of your memories and thoughts and what-have-you are going to be turned into something with more value. It's going to sink out of your.....head, I guess and into Audienne's balls! Every drop of semen that fills him up is going to be a part of you that's escaping your hold, never to return~ Simon's desperation increased. _ No! You can't- you can't do this to me! _Do you really think so? Well then, just sit back and watch as I prove you wrong! Have fun~ Violet took four nails on a claw and ran them along all sides of the tapered penis and pulling it up slightly, ending on the tip before letting it bounce back down. Simon hated how much he adored the feeling of the pointy digits sliding up the length. Violet got back up and looked at the other two feathery dancers, who seemed very eager judging by both their erections. He just needed to make sure that all of Simon was....relocated. It might take some time and he hoped he wouldn’t push his pets too far. "Audienne, we need to make sure that you stay as horny as possible for as long as possible! Otherwise this won't work....." Audienne was a bit confused. "Like, what won't work?" Violet pulled him into a hug, his way of apologising for what he was about to do. "We need to get rid of aaalllll of Simon's worries. Sorry Audienne, we're going to need to tease your dick a bit" "Oh.....like, whatever you say Vi~", Audienne said. Violet probably knew that this sort of thing was a guilty pleasure of his. Hopefully it wouldn't last too long though.... He was already sweating a bit and breathing heavily after the horny walk home and Violet's.....whatever he was doing a second ago. He assumed the position on the steel pole in the middle of the room. One leg was wrapped around the back of the pole while the rest of Audienne was leaning with his back against it. His clawed hands were holding onto the pole firmly above his head. Violet beckoned Dune over with a hungry expression. "I've noticed that the two of you certainly like your kissing and grinding, hmmmm?", he remarked coyly. Dune gave a small, embarrassed smile. "Well.....yeah......It's just too fun Violet!" Violet cocked his head to one side and gave a warm, beaky smile to let Dune know he wasn't in trouble. "Don't worry, Dune! I know it is~ That's actually what I need you for right now! I need you to go up and tongue each other like never before~ I need you to touch and rub as much as you can but Dune - and this is important - until I say so, you need to promise me that Audienne won't climax!", he sang his instructions. Upon hearing this, the bird displaying himself on the pole gave a small whine. For the first time, he almost disobeyed Violet and reached a clawed hand down halfway. He stopped himself with all the willpower his aroused mind could muster, his claw flexing in midair before reluctantly lifting it back up above his head to grip the pole tightly. A staggered breath calmed him down a bit. Dune on the other hand was elated. Another excuse to tease Audy as much as he could? Fantastic! He threw a dangerous look toward the pole before sauntering up to Audiennne, throwing his arms around his friend's neck in a close embrace. They'd been here many times before in the long week since Dune's transformation, so there was no need for talking. They both opened their identical beaks at the same time and started devouring each other. Dune pressed himself up against his counterpart and their cocks rubbed together lightly, careful to provide only enough stimulation for them both to stay rock hard. The slightly prehensile penis between Audienne's legs started twitching, the only indication that Simon was essentially writhing in delicious agony. The friction between the moist, pointy poles of flesh sliding against each other and almost intertwining as the two birds were grinding was having an effect. The cock named Simon was being pushed into a state where it was difficult to remember what he was even supposed to be thinking or doing. He felt and saw his self seeping into the testicles he was connected to, each gasp Audienne gave translating into a jolt of pleasure that pushed his very being into a white liquid filling up those avian balls. He could see that weird container becaming a bit emptier like it had sprung a leak. Completely exposed, he could only hope to endure this excruciatingly erotic ordeal for as long as he could. Violet watched as the two birds went at it, their previously combed feathers getting drenched in saliva and sweat as they gasped for air in between deep kisses. Where the dark magenta feathers were bled into by the creamy pink of their faces, the feathers became a completely tangled mess as the minutes dragged on. Audienne was starting to make little pleading noises but Dune didn't give in, continuing to lightly push his pelvis into the other bird. He'd learned enough about his best friend to know that those sounds were just him secretly begging for more of the same. After a long time of this Simon could feel all of him in those heavy balls now, the container in his mind completely empty. They had both filled and slightly expanded, the added pressure of the internal glands inside this body probably only heightening the excitement his 'host' was experiencing. Audienne's heart was thumping quickly and loudly through Simon’s whole being now, the avian's monstrously aroused state dictating his own mindset due to their current attachment. He was just lucid enough in all this to recognise the danger he was in. He could feel all that was him sloshing around the testicles every time Audienne and Dune thrust together. The former human's will had had no effect on slowing down the progress of his mind leaking into them, and now he had absolutely no control over how they were carelessly being swirled around. Simon could feel the insides of Audienne's testicles now and how the semen that contained his thoughts and memories rose up to the walls inside, coming and going like the tides. It wouldn’t stick to the sides, almost frictionless as the precious material glided around with abandon just out of reach. Though he tried with all his might, the thick liquid was locked safely away from his control. Safely for the time being, at least. A mixture of intense dread got mixed into the unholy arousal pumping into him. The result was something like masochistic anticipation. A sudden jolt through his core brought it home just how screwed he was. Audienne gasped and pulled back from Dune. His tail feathers had shot up and a few other feathers along his back were raised. Violet had come in behind him and given him a trademark smack when he'd least expected it. "Ahhhhh!! D-don't like - do that Vi~" Violet started running his beak through the feathers on Audienne’s neck as he held him around the waist. "Hmmmmmmm......I can tell when you like something, you know~" Audienne squealed a bit, his cock twitching again. He was close. "B-but liking something......and wanting it......aren't the same.....thing~", he yelped out before being pulled back in by Dune. Violet paused, amused. Well that sounded familiar, like something he'd said back when he was Adrian. Oh well, Violet had to disagree with that accidental philosophical tidbit anyway. Audienne was in seventh heaven right now, whether he thought he wanted it or not. That was a win in Violet's book. He pulled back from the bird that was by now a bit of a mess. "It's time Dune! Go slow, and be sure to swallow it all~", he commanded. Dune was only too happy to oblige. He pulled his thick tongue out of Audienne and sank lower while slowly dragging his beak down Audienne's front, then stopped. He looked Audienne directly in his lustful eyes while he gave a very long, deliberate lick across the engorged cock. He then opened his beak all the way and engulfed it fully with the sharp hook on his beak safely off to one side. Audienne started panting even more as sweat beaded on the tip of his beak. It was only a few seconds until he would be there. Simon could feel the hard, swollen length that was his new body tense even further as most of him was enveloped in soft wetness. Only parts of his sides were still exposed to the air. He was- he was in a beak! The realisation was compounded when a strong, slick tongue sensuously ran along his side, wrapping a bit around his sensitive and exposed form. Normally Dune conducted a blowjob like he did their morning preenings, which is to say energetically. Following Violet's instructions he was trying to go slow for once. It was difficult though and it didn't really matter in the end. He could feel that Audy was about to finish by the stiffness suddenly present in his whole body. His slick, slightly rough tongue going over the stiff, motionless cock was enough for Simon to go completely blank for a moment. His panic very vaguely returned when he realised there was a deep tension inside him. Something was welling up from within like a dam filling up to maximum capacity and soon that dam would burst. He could feel the testicles delicately preparing to eject the essence of who his was. No...._he thought as the immense pleasure overtook him. _Can't....stop..... It came close to being an out-of-body experience as he felt himself get even stiffer, flesh pushing deeper into Dune's gullet as he involuntarily opened what felt like his mouth. The tension from deep inside him grew to a breaking point and a sudden spasm rocked his world. Simon could feel all of him being pushed out by Audienne’s balls, using his new body as its escape route. He felt his form distend a bit as the semen flowed right through him like it came up from his throat. He could taste the sticky cum and and his human existence pass through him unopposed, transported away from safety and out into the world. Yet again, this was something he could not hope to control. His form was forced to endure the sensations thrust upon it as his entire human identity left him in spasm after spasm, propelled out with gusto and being hungrily gulped down by Dune. Soon those balls were empty yet again, having escorted their cargo to its new home. Dune himself felt quite pleased. If you ignored the teasing that occurred moments before, 3 seconds was a record for him. Audy's cum tasted.....different. Like something else was mixed in as well. Maybe that's why Violet had insisted on him swallowing? To prevent whatever was in it from escaping ever again. Audienne's cock gave a few last weak pulses, basking in the euphoria of its release. After all, what else was a penis supposed to do in that situation? It didn’t need to think about much after all, it just had to enjoy and report sensations to its master. Even if this cock in particular, in only the most technical sense, had a mind of its own. The cock happily wondered when it would be allowed to feel such wonderful things again. The bird himself collapsed down onto the floor after the intense experience, sitting down with his legs straight in front of him. His softening long, red, tapered avian penis lay between his legs on top of his thick thighs, which were that creamy pink on the inside. The sight bore some resemblance to a hot dog. A sausage nestled comfortably between two long buns, he thought and giggled cheerfully. Audienne suddenly remembered that his dick had once been a person. He hoped Simon had enjoyed that as much as he did! The memory of their intense shared orgasm certainly seemed to indicate that. His cock softened even more and eventually retracted into its slit, snugly tucked away until future use deep inside his body. Violet couldn't help but applaud the performance. "That was wonderful you two!! I'm so proud of both of you~" Dune leaned to one side with his one hand on his hip and looked down at Audy. "Ahem~ Forgetting something?" Audienne looked up at him with a smile and blinked in contemplation. With his different 'hair' style and collar, Audienne thought Dune looked very cute. With his own cock still in the midst of a raging erection, Audienne felt compelled to oblige and return the favour. After their second session had finally concluded and they'd hopped into the showers, the three of them once again found themselves preening. Clean from their escapades, they sat in a row for the second time that day trying to get the kinks out of their feathers. Violet was the one at the very back of the chain this time. Dune was suddenly slightly better at this actually, Violet realised. Almost like he'd learned restraint during Simon's 'orientation'. No sooner had he thought that than Dune pulled a bit harshly on one of Audienne's back neck feathers making the poor thing squeak again. "Alright, that's it!", Violet said while putting down his comb. "Remember what I said yesterday, Dune~" Audienne's copious rear may have been more fun to spank, but right now Dune was the one who deserved it. He wondered just how many bits of Daniel would disappear in such a session. "Oh! Sorry Violet! A-and sorry Audy! I didn't mean it, really!", Dune said hurriedly, lightly massaging the area he had molested and hoping for forgiveness. Violet sighed. Maybe he'd let the overeager bird off the hook this time. He had done well today, after all. He also didn't want the pair to be more exhausted than they already were before tonight's show. "Remember that it hurts Audienne if you're too rough, Dune. Feather care is important but be careful please~ Hold the quill part of the feather still if there's any resistance" "Sorry Audy....", Dune apologised again softly before returning to his duty with more care. "It's, like, okay Dune! I know you didn't mean it~" Audienne went back to sitting relaxed with his large eyes closed, cherishing the moment with his two favourite people and Simon Coldwell all but forgotten. Violet felt like a weight had been lifted or a milestone had been achieved. He had always had a genuine passion for his life since discovering his abilities but now he felt like he was capable of so much more. He didn't know exactly what he would do in the future; perhaps he would simply stay his current course. Now, at least, he knew that if he ever wished to lean into the Witch-Violet persona, he would discover things about his magic he’d never known before. The potential for fun in the world was endless! He found that realisation to be enormously freeing.