{"sf1_id":1037117,"sf2_id":"Oe5RG3lm","title":"Chapter VIII: Opportunity","author":"Simplified","words":4145,"posted_at":"2016-06-28T02:34:00.000Z","tags":["Alcohol","Bathing","Blue Jay","Bonding","Character Development","Cobra","Creampie","Docking","Drama","Eagle","F/F","Family","Fantasy","Ferret","Goat","Impregnation","Incest","M/F","M/M","Medieval","Nudity","Otter","Pregnant","Rimming","Stoat","Story Progression","Teenagers","Tribal","Vaginal","Viper","Wolf","cardinal","pine marten"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1037117-chapter-viii-opportunity","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Oe5RG3lm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/94/9a/949a8318-fc03-4e0b-adc0-89db59064433","description":"#8 of Love for the Birds: Home to Roost\n\nFinally back with this one, and since it took me three months to get back to this, I decided, like always to use that...\nThree months had passed since the last time we were with these birds and their turbulent troubles.\nNow things seem to have calmed down, life seems to have moved on, but opportunity is there.\nOpportunity for family to tighten their bonds, and for one lone eagle, all she needs is the right opportunity.\nLike with my recent EDI entry, this is another chapter of just catching up with what our cast has been up to, with yet another new addition to our ever-growing cast.\nRead on and enjoy.\nP.S.: There will be some underage sex in this chapter so if that's not your thing, that's fine.","content":"Opportunity\n\nThree months had passed since the eagle hen escaped into Wiesel Stadt...\n\nThe wolves left Volaria in disgrace having been dragged out here for seemingly nothing, though some in the bird village felt this was not the last they would hear from their neighbors to the far north.\n\nVincent sat in the war tent watching his father stew over all that had occurred.\n\nElijah traveled miles with his soldiers to seek revenge for wolves slaughtered in that battle, the one which claimed his brother. \u0026nbsp;Now he was back in his snowy mountain village and he was the object of ridicule by more than a few of his underlings.\n\nThey spoke of their foolish chief who promised them bloodshed and battle, then retreated with his tail between his legs.\n\nVincent heard everything, as did his father and neither could stand the disrespect.\n\nElijah especially knew, his days as leader would be numbered. \u0026nbsp;It would only be a matter of time before someone decided to step up, take his place then finish what he started. \u0026nbsp;He knew they wouldn't care about weasels, or their advanced weaponry. \u0026nbsp;So now, Elijah simply sat and waited for the first fool to step up from the crowd of dissenters.\n\n...\n\nIn Volaria, life had returned to a sort of normal, though there was now a continuous air of unease. \u0026nbsp;Would the wolves come back? \u0026nbsp;Would Vera return, try to take back what was apparently her birthright?\n\nJavin thought of many things like this even on nights such as this.\n\nHis beautiful viper wife with her bright lime-green scales which appeared to glow in the moonlight as they would make love, such as tonight.\n\nFarrah nibbled softly on her chief's thick neck while she rode him.\n\nBy their bedside, a servant sat, watching her king and queen breed while she cared for the delicate, off-whitish, oblong object, wrapped tightly in a warm blanket, held against the avian female's warm body.\n\nFarrah and Javin's egg was a strong one and some day soon, their first child would break through the shell to enter this big world.\n\nThe grackle servant blushed the instant she heard Javin's familiar hiss as he erupted into his queen. \u0026nbsp;She saw as the king cobra held his queen tight to his groin as he inseminated her once again.\n\nFarrah fell forth over her husband and she licked him while he still spurted inside her.\n\nThe viper dismounted her chief to let herself rest by his side.\n\nChief Javin sat up, his dual shafts still exposed, both wet with his mate's vaginal residue. \u0026nbsp;He silently beckoned the grackle over.\n\nThe metallic black female blushed. \u0026nbsp;She moved in closer, egg still cradled in her arms.\n\nJavin looked upon her with a gentle expression, \"Let Farrah hold our child, please.\"\n\nThe grackle nodded then passed the egg gently to its mother who kept her offspring wrapped tightly as she held it.\n\nJavin gave his next order, \"Now, service your chief.\"\n\nThe grackle blushed but did not question her master. \u0026nbsp;Instead, she got down on her knees then began licking his dual cocks.\n\nFarrah lay there with an oddly content smile as she watched the avian female lick her husband's privates.\n\nJavin had certainly come to enjoy those perks of which came from being Chief.\n\n...\n\nElsewhere in the village, Justin, Frederic, Irving, Orion, even Nestor were gathered together.\n\nThe five fathers had become close knit friends over the months.\n\nAll were drinking ale around a campfire, the five of them had begun doing this as a sort of male-bonding ritual. \u0026nbsp;They loved their wives dearly, but sometimes they had to get away and just be men.\n\nVery affectionate men, as there were rarely any moments without smooching or groping of any kind going on. \u0026nbsp;It certainly helped that each of these five were openly bi.\n\nAt a nearby campfire sat their sons, Justin Jr, Iomer, Walter, Peter, Feroz and Frey; George was the only one still too young to be included in these father-son outings.\n\nOn the opposite end, Fritz was the only one who opted out of these rituals. \u0026nbsp;The stoat, being the only grandfather here, felt old around them, plus George needed his favorite uncle watching him while the guys went out.\n\nAt this moment, the men and their sons were camped out where the wolves' camp had been. \u0026nbsp;It was big vacant space with them gone and they felt it a waste to just let this be forgotten.\n\nNot one of them were decent, males of both generations enjoyed going natural when they went camping like this.\n\nJustin playfully preened Frederic while Orion did the same to Irving.\n\nBoth male stoats purred under the intimate feel of those beaks running through their fur.\n\nNestor only laughed as he watched the four of them explore one another so openly.\n\nOnly ten feet away, separated by only bushes, Frey and Jay did the same for Iomer and Walter while Peter sat with Feroz.\n\nWhile their birdy friends fondled and preened them, Fred and Irving made eye contact with one another.\n\nIrving giggled, \"You always were my favorite uncle.\"\n\nFred smiled, \"And I always thought you'd end up as gay as your daddy.\"\n\nIrv laughed, \"Well, I'm halfway there!\" \u0026nbsp;He leaned over then he locked lips with his uncle.\n\nThe stoats kissed while Justin and Orion had started stroking their royal staves and pinching their nipples with their hard beaks.\n\nNestor hardly engaged in these activities, like Fritz he felt he was getting to old for such horsing around, but he loved to spend time with them. \u0026nbsp;He did enjoy watching them more than he did interacting with them.\n\nAt the other campfire, things had escalated even faster.\n\nFrey and Jay had each offered their avian slits to Iomer and Walter, respectively, inviting their friends to mate them as females.\n\nIomer and Walter both accepted the offer.\n\nPeter and Feroz both watched as the stoat and pine marten fucked Frey and Jay's slits. \u0026nbsp;The ferret watched with growing interest as he watched the four of them. \u0026nbsp;He'd become more use to the idea of males being with other males. \u0026nbsp;He only looked away when Feroz suddenly nudged him. \u0026nbsp;He looked up.\n\nThe eagle winked at the ferret and that was all he needed to say.\n\nPeter felt his throat become dry all of a sudden, \"Y-you want to try that stuff with me?\"\n\nFeroz shook his head. \u0026nbsp;He pointed at himself then pointed at Peter.\n\nThe ferret gulped, \"You want to do me...\"\n\nFeroz nodded, the eagle a pure alpha at heart. \u0026nbsp;He made a circle motion with his fingers.\n\nPeter gulped again, \"You want me to turn around...\"\n\nThe eagle nodded then made a bending motion.\n\n\"You want me to show you my... My butt.\" \u0026nbsp;the ferret blushed but was also intrigued. \u0026nbsp;He did as his big, silent friend had asked.\n\nHe waited there, rear pointed towards the big teen, tail held to the side with one paw. \u0026nbsp;He squeaked suddenly when he felt that eagle's narrow tongue slide over his tailhole.\n\nFeroz held his little friend while he lapped at his little pink button. \u0026nbsp;He also played with the ferret's balls, held them in his beak while he also stroked the younger teen.\n\nPeter had just had his birthday, he was 15 now, but most of his friends here were still bigger and older than him.\n\nAll of the guys here and some of the girls had celebrated birthdays recently as well.\n\nJay, Iomer and Feroz were all 16 now, Frey had also turned 15.\n\nAnd Walter was 17 now, almost a full adult, he would soon be recognized as an adult of the village and it made him proud to know this.\n\nPeter was still much smaller than Feroz, though. \u0026nbsp;He blushed again as he began to spurt his young seed. \u0026nbsp;He'd failed to even notice how vigorously the eagle'd been playing with him while he was daydreaming thinking about everyone's ages.\n\nFeroz caught most of his little friend's seed in his beak, lapping at the ferret's exposed tip.\n\nIomer and Walter had both also shot their fertile seed into their birdy friends' tight slits.\n\nIomer purred as he always did when he held his brother.\n\nWalter petted Frey as the cardinal climaxed with him, mixing his young bird seed with the stoat's cum.\n\nAcross the bush, the fathers could all smell what their boys were up to, they would all need a serious bathing before they went home to their wives and daughters.\n\n...\n\nIn the village proper, the wives and daughters all had their own private getaway for a girls' night on the town without their silly men.\n\nThe lavish house which had once belonged to a misguided youth named Sky, served as a fine place for the ladies to all get together and enjoy each others' company.\n\nKali and Caryn both sat by the communal bathing pool and drank berry wine together.\n\nA clearly intoxicated Caryn rested her head on her friend's shoulder, \"I don't know if it's because I'm drunk, but you're starting to turn purple on me.\"\n\nKali, still a lovely cyan blue, tittered at her friend's rambling, \"Well, if I were to suddenly turn purple, I think my Justin would be the first to know.\n\nIn the center of the pool were Alice, Gertrude and Clementine, each of the three were pregnant.\n\nMaureen was there helping her mother to scrub parts she couldn't reach.\n\nLydia did the same for mom.\n\nGertrude had no daughter, but was more than happy to borrow Caryn's Ruby for the bathing.\n\nAlice shook her head at her sister-in-law's shamelessness, \"You only want poor Ruby to touch all your naughty bits for you, Gerti.\"\n\nGertrude feigned innocence, \"Why, I am cut to the quick, Alice!\"\n\nRuby only continued to scrub the stoatess, happy her red feathers hid her blushing.\n\nAlice giggled, \"I'm even more surprised you're okay with this, Caryn.\"\n\nThe cardinal tittered, \"Oh, I'm not...\" She feigned seriousness, \"Gerti's a big naughty pervert, just like her cute brother.\" \u0026nbsp;She was definitely drunk, \"And I know my Ruby's... experimented with the other kids, including her own brother.\" \u0026nbsp;She narrowed her eyes at her daughter who shrunk behind Gertrude, \"But I still want her to remain as pure as she can before she reaches adulthood.\"\n\nLydia was the one to speak her mind, \"But most of us aren't even virgins anymore...\"\n\nAll the mothers responded in unison, \"We know!\"\n\nLydia immediately shut up as all the mothers laughed.\n\nEven Maureen enjoyed a playful snicker at her expense.\n\n...\n\nThe boys and their fathers had also begun bathing together.\n\nThey all used the pond, the pond which seemed to have played an important part in their lives at one point.\n\nFor the boys, it had been a secret place to go play.\n\nFor Justin, it held a different memory. \u0026nbsp;He still remembered that day, but for the sake of everyone present he kept his emotions in check.\n\nEach of the fathers had taken their own boys aside to bathe with them.\n\nJustin teased Iomer and Jay, \"You two are getting to be more like husband and wife than brothers, I think.\"\n\nJay's cheeks darkened with blush, Iomer wasn't so bashful, \"Eh, I'm sure we all get it from somewhere, Dad.\"\n\nJustin shrugged, \"That you do.\"\n\nIrving had both Walter and Peter with him, while Frederic chose to bathe himself.\n\nWalter gave his father an affectionate nuzzle.\n\nIn the past months, Irving had been trying his hardest to bond with each of his children.\n\nWalter and Peter had both gravitated well to his efforts.\n\nMaureen was no problem, being the one child he actually raised himself.\n\nLydia seemed to be the one most reluctant to bond with her estranged father. \u0026nbsp;She didn't hate him, she just didn't want him. \u0026nbsp;Frederic was her father as far as she was concerned.\n\nIrving let her have these feelings, he couldn't blame her. \u0026nbsp;He was never there for her, or his sons, but he was definitely trying to make up for lost time.\n\nOrion shook his head as he was helping his teenager clean out his slit of semen placed there by Walter.\n\nFrey only laughed and shuddered as his father's scrubbing aroused him.\n\nThe red bird didn't flinch once he felt his son's penis grow under his dutiful cleaning, \"Ah, what a dirty birdy I'm raising.\" \u0026nbsp;He hugged his son playfully while also trying to keep this strictly platonic.\n\nFrey was no help in that matter, he even reached behind to grab his father's slit.\n\nOrion stopped him, \"No.\"\n\nFrey frowned.\n\nOrion nuzzled his son but no more, \"We... We can overlook what you and your friends do, because we did the same stuff. \u0026nbsp;And we can overlook what you and your sister have been doing when you think we wouldn't notice. \u0026nbsp;But you can't touch me like that, and I can't touch you. \u0026nbsp;I will be in very big trouble; Javin is our friend but I know he values the law very much, and I do too.\"\n\nFrey seemed disappointed, but he smiled to show that he understood.\n\nOrion kept scrubbing his son before he whispered in his ear, \"You'll be 18 in a few more years, just wait.\"\n\nFeroz and his father sat the furthest from their bathing friends.\n\nThe mute eagle was scrubbing his father's back, being extra careful not to agitate Nestor's scars.\n\nNestor sat there with an odd smile. \u0026nbsp;He could have gotten a son who was just like him, one who was disrespectful and always defying his father. \u0026nbsp;Instead, he got Feroz who was so much kinder. \u0026nbsp;Nestor chuckled, \"I smell that little ferret on you, Feroz.\"\n\nThe mute eagle stopped for a second, then kept going.\n\nNestor laughed as he suddenly turned around, grabbed his boy under his arm then rubbed beaks with him, \"Ah, you truly are my flesh and blood, and I couldn't be prouder.\"\n\nFeroz noticed tears coming from his father's one eye. \u0026nbsp;He felt his father's love so he returned it in a great hug.\n\n...\n\nThat night, both groups went to sleep.\n\nFathers and sons in the forest, mothers and daughters in their new clubhouse.\n\nFritz with his nephew, George plus Orion's other two chicks. \u0026nbsp;Old Fritz was starting to get used to his new job as babysitter.\n\nYes, it would be pretty safe to say that the villagers of Volaria had all but forgotten about Vera Ironclaw, since the eagless had not shown her face in all this time... which meant now was a perfect time to get back to what she had been up to in Wiesel Stadt.\n\n...\n\nIn a shop, in Wiesel Stadt, the eagle hen was alive and well, and sweeping a floor as if she'd all but given up on her revenge. \u0026nbsp;She hadn't, she was merely biding her time until the right opportunity could present itself. \u0026nbsp;For now, she was just trying to get by and make enough money to feed herself and pay rent.\n\nThe eagle looked up as she heard her employer's delicate footsteps, or was it pawsteps? \u0026nbsp;She truly didn't know or care about how these mammals referred to their extremities.\n\n\"Hard at work, Ms. Aquila?\" the harmonic Middle Eastern accent of her employer came over, the mongoose as pleasant as ever.\n\nVera put on a smile for the woman who gave her room and board in this shop, \"Yes, very hard. \u0026nbsp;Always, Shara.\"\n\nThe mongoose woman patted her employee's shoulder, \"Very good.\"\n\nVera nodded, \"Oh, and Mr. Schultz came by, but he couldn't stay. \u0026nbsp;He wanted to make an appointment with you, but you were already with a patient.\" \u0026nbsp;She continued to sweep with her new prosthetic hand that her employer had made for her.\n\nShara ate some fruit, \"Mhm, I see. \u0026nbsp;Did he tell you when he would be back?\"\n\nVera nodded, \"He said he might be able to come in tomorrow when we're open.\"\n\nThe mongoose walked by the eagless to look out her store's front window, \"I see. \u0026nbsp;That is good, my patient tonight took some... Spirit out of me, that's for sure. \u0026nbsp;Pity he won't give my other girls a try, but I think that one wants to marry me.\" \u0026nbsp;She giggled, thinking about Mr. Schultz. \u0026nbsp;She proceeded to close the window and then lock it for the night. \u0026nbsp;She then locked the shop's front door. \u0026nbsp;She hid the key in her apron then walked over to Vera, \"And it's a pity you don't wish to contribute, I'm sure there are many males who would want you tending to their 'ailments.'\"\n\nVera struggled to keep her smile, \"I'd doubt males want a crippled female.\"\n\nShara hugged her close, \"Most men don't care if you have a third leg growing out of your arse, they just want the pussy.\" \u0026nbsp;She giggled then kissed the eagle hen.\n\nWhen her employee had gone back upstairs, Vera touched her cheek that had been kissed. \u0026nbsp;She shook her head, \"Doctor...\"\n\nThe shop she'd come to work for fronted itself as a doctor's clinic, but it was, in fact, a brothel. \u0026nbsp;And her employer, Ms. Shara was the head mistress of this house of tail-lifting prostitutes. \u0026nbsp;Vera didn't care for the profession herself, but she was paid well enough and it was good having the company of other women. \u0026nbsp;She rarely conversed with the other hens when she lived in Volaria, and she could mostly blame herself for that regard.\n\nVera didn't try to make friends with other hens when she grew up, she stayed mostly by her father's side. \u0026nbsp;Her father, Chief Hector Aquila, who was a very stern and serious leader, not like his brother, Gregorio who she always felt was too weak of a leader.\n\nHe proved it himself, when he so foolishly believed his own son's lies, lead several of his warriors to a brutal death.\n\nVera for a moment almost had what she wanted, ruling by her cousin's side as his queen, then he dared to show affection for that cursed vulture. \u0026nbsp;She'd given Nestor a son, and that queer feather went for his vulture friend. \u0026nbsp;She nearly broke the broom she'd been sweeping with before she caught herself.\n\nJust wait, she reminded herself, opportunity will present itself, somehow.\n\n...\n\nOutside the shop, people still awake at this hour paid witness to a small garrison of heavily armed weasels walking through the streets. \u0026nbsp;There were 12 plus one at the front in a very fancy uniform which made him stand out.\n\n\"It's one of the Fuchses!\" A commoner called out.\n\nThe stoat heard the people call out his family name but he ignored them. \u0026nbsp;The uniform he wore was dark purple with many gold stitching in the chest region.\n\nHe led his soldiers to Iomer's Tavern, a place well known to his family.\n\nOld Jarlsberg was there as always, reading a book, drinking his tea when he heard his tavern doors swing open, \"You fellows are coming in a tad late.\" \u0026nbsp;He put down his book and looked upon twelve mustelids in armor with rifles and swords. \u0026nbsp;The Fuchs family crest, a stoat of course, was emblazoned onto their uniforms.\n\nBefore each one, he saw the tall ermine with a well-groomed mustache and a face which looked like it had never once smiled.\n\nWilliam stood, \"Dietrich Fuchs, what a surprise...\"\n\n\"Innkeeper,\" he spoke very seriously, \"my father sends his good tidings to you and your establishment. \u0026nbsp;But I am here on very serious matters. \u0026nbsp;It would seem a portion of my family has since absconded from their own royal duties and I am here to retrieve them.\"\n\nThe old goat listened as the royal spoke, \"Yes, I know each and every one of them, they'd come through my shop, then were gone the very next day. \u0026nbsp;That is all I will say, however. \u0026nbsp;I would hope Heinrich knows how important my tavern is, even now. \u0026nbsp;If any harm comes to it or the people who run this place, the people of this city will not stand for it.\"\n\nDietrich nodded, \"Shrewd, you are a fine business man. \u0026nbsp;I can respect your honesty.\" \u0026nbsp;He sighed, \"I and my men will stay here for the night, we've come a long way, and it seems we have a longer way to go so we'll need the rest.\"\n\nWill nodded, \"Of course... I have rooms already rented, but I'm sure I can fit you all in, if you men don't mind being paired up.\" \u0026nbsp;He fetched six room keys, \"That's six keys, for six pairs, and for you, Dietrich.\" \u0026nbsp;He gave the ermine the special key, the one normally preserved for Fritz.\n\nThe stoat and each of his men took their room keys.\n\nDietrich waited until his men had gone up before he spoke again to the goat, \"Very shrewd.\" \u0026nbsp;He was on his way up before someone spoke with him.\n\n\"My our little tavern is just drawing in royalty these days.\"\n\nDietrich stopped as he heard the sweet melodious tones of a female. \u0026nbsp;He turned then met the soft blue eyes of a pretty ferretess, though she appeared to be older than he would have preferred.\n\nNadine looked upon Dietrich and knew right away this was her Irving's big brother. \u0026nbsp;If that man and his son could fuck the living daylights out of her, surely this one would be a real jill thriller. \u0026nbsp;She thought this before she spoke to him, \"I'm Nadine.\"\n\nHe'd heard her name before, used to see her name on letters, before his father decided to stop sending this woman money. \u0026nbsp;He simply decided it. \u0026nbsp;Dietrich felt that was wrong, but never brought it up with his royal father. \u0026nbsp;He bowed elegantly to the jill, \"Dietrich Fuchs, Crown Prince of Wieseland, and you must be the same Nadine who once bore a son for my family.\"\n\nNadine was honestly surprised they still cared about her, \"I have, his name is Peter, he now lives with his father, your brother, Irving.\"\n\nDietrich nodded, \"I see.\"\n\nShe brought herself closer to the prince, \"I know where he is, where they all are. \u0026nbsp;I'll help you find them.\"\n\nDietrich stood there as the female drew her fingers seductively over his uniform, \"For what price?\"\n\nShe took his right palm then kissed it, \"I notice my prince is not married.\" \u0026nbsp;She felt the indentation where a ring once was, \"But you were at one time.\"\n\nDietrich nodded, remembering his mink wife who had been unfaithful to him, \"Yes... I was married, until she met my Uncle Fritz...\" \u0026nbsp;It was a subject which stung him where any man would feel it worst, his pride. \u0026nbsp;\"Now, she is back overseas, caring for his bastard child he'd made with her.\"\n\nShe saw the room key he'd been given, \"Take me... I'll be a more faithful bride than you could hope for.\"\n\nHe chuckled at her bluntness and was honestly also turned on by it, \"I don't know about faithful, but you would make a fine bride, indeed.\"\n\nShe leaned in on tiptoes, \"Shall we consummate this proposal then?\"\n\nDietrich, as shameless as the other men in his family, grinned, \"Of course.\"\n\n...\n\nThen, in the room, the one usually reserved for his Uncle Fritz, Dietrich was there, growling with lust as he bred with this ferret he had only just met.\n\nNadine growled and panted with him on all fours as she was thusly taken by a third Fuchs male, and undoubtedly the most well-gifted. \u0026nbsp;His gift stretched her deep and wide.\n\nThe royal stoat bit her scruff while his muscular body flexed with her softer, smoother shape. \u0026nbsp;His paws milked her breasts and his teeth left marks where he bit her.\n\nBoth hissed in unison as their climaxes collided.\n\nDietrich kissed his newly conquered bride as he sewed his royal oats deep inside her. \u0026nbsp;What didn't make it inside her, dripped from their union and soiled his uncle's bed where they had just mated.\n\nThe stoat and ferret traded kisses then as they laid together, both knowing their passionate night was just starting.\n\nNadine rolled onto her back to let Dietrich play with her breasts, \"My prince is far more gifted than his brother.\"\n\nHe took her every exaggerated claim, knowing she was only feeding his ego. \u0026nbsp;He truly did not care for this, he merely wished to see his family once more. \u0026nbsp;A promise was a promise, though. \u0026nbsp;He would let this jill take him to his family, and in return, he would let her carry his last name.\n\nWhen he was ready, he mounted her as she lay on her back, then he was inside her again.\n\n...\n\nAnd outside, in the little brothel down the street from the tavern sat Vera. \u0026nbsp;The eagle hen sat on her bed, one she'd been sleeping in for the last\u0026nbsp;three\u0026nbsp;months.\n\nHer opportunity had come.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Love for the Birds:  Home to Roost","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/972249-chapter-vii-the-hen-with-the-iron-claw.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1038034-chapter-ix-kindred-spirits.json"}}