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Drink Me

Written by: Zylen Andel

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Zylen Andel woke up slowly, his eyes fluttering open to catch sight of the dimly lit room he was in. The light was hanging over his head but thankfully wasn't bright enough to harm his eyes. The peacock crocodile hybrid sat up slowly, reaching a hand up to rub his head, which felt a bit dizzy. "Man, that was a hell of a party last night. And one of the reasons, I love New Year's Eve."

The bird froze when his eyes adjusted to his body, though. He was... wearing a dress. A solid white dress with a blue pinafore, white stockings covered his legs, and even his feet were wrapped in black strappy flats. "What the-?"

The bird was entirely confused, which only got worse as he noticed that his normally straight black hair with dyed white bangs had been changed into wavy blonde hair. The length of his hair had also changed, but it seemed to stay together very well, only a simple black hair band was need to keep the blonde hair out of his face. Upon further examination the most surprising things about his new surroundings wasn't even his altered appearance. He was sitting... or rather was perched... on top of mushroom. The mushroom was brightly colored with green and pinks and yellows that gave the impression of belonging to an otherworldly painter. The colors mixed and moved around the mushrooms forming spots... then splotches... then stripes. The confused avian back away slowly, not sure what to make of his situation at all.

The mushroom seemed entirely out of place inside the rest of the room, which was clean with sharp lines and polished wood. The ceiling was high too... impossibly high. Hanging above the room was a cloud of darkness that hid just how high the room was. The floor was just a simple black and white checkered pattern, which became the most normal part of the room. That was until Zylen noticed that if he looked at one spot on the floor and moved to the side, the squares of the checkered pattern would get misshapen into diamonds. It was as if the floor was spinning under his feet and he wasn't actually travelling anywhere.

"Well, this is curious." Then out of the wall as if being created from nothing came an ornate glass table. Zylen stopped walking, the table appearing half way out of the wall. The peacock took a few steps back and the table moved back into the wall. "Okay."

Zylen walked forward again, not moving anywhere himself, but bringing the table into the room with him. Once the large crystal table was fully in the room with him, the peacock noticed there were several vials and decanters on the table. Each of the containers held within it a different colored liquid, but also had a symbol etched into the glass facing him.

There was a tall vial with an eggplant etched into the glass that held a purple liquid. Next to it was a round decanter with a mixed gender symbol on it holding an orange liquid. The next vial held a bright green liquid that had a tiny anthro shape etched on it. There was a spiraled bottle that held a blue liquid that was etched with what looked to be a playing card. Another glass had a red liquid inside of it and was etched with - a pair of underwear?

Suddenly a voice spoke from everywhere in the room at once,

"Many choices you have to choose, no time to stop and think

Walk forth when the clock doth cues, which one will you drink?"

Just then the sound of ringing bell fills the room, making the entire room vibrate around Zylen. Everything but the glass table that is, the containers not moving at all, but looking very enticing to drink. And suddenly, quite suddenly in fact, Zylen found that he was very thirsty.

So thirsty in fact that it no longer mattered to the avian that he couldn't identify the liquids within the glass vials. He reached a hand up to the table reaching for the orange vial, but it grew a pair of glass wings and fluttered away into a dark corner. The next vial had the blue liquid in it, but when Zylen reached for it next, it disappeared in a puff of smoke. Zylen growled in frustration, trying to quickly grab the red vial, which he did. But the solid glass was no longer solid and squished in his hand like a piece of soft taffy. The vial melted away and dropped to the floor where it too disappeared. The peacock looked between the remaining vials; purple and green. He reached for the purple vial and was almost able to touch it before it bent backwards and avoided his touch. Zylen gasped in surprise as he watched the vial nimbly avoiding any contact with his hand as he swiped it right and left trying to snag the vial.

"Ugh! Fine! That just leaves one." The peacock stared at the green vial, hopeful that it wouldn't leave him parched and frustrated. He careful moved his hand towards it until he felt the smooth - actually solid - glass under his fingers. He grabbed the vial carefully and lifted it to his beak, having forgotten about the symbol on it. He drank the liquid inside, surprised by the citrusy sweet taste. It was like a lime wedge having been dipped in sugar. He went to put the vial back down on the glass table, but he missed and heard the vial shatter on the ground a moment later. He looked down to the floor to make sure he wouldn't step on any of the shattered glass and saw the checkered floor rising up towards him. He gasped again, looking up get his bearings about what to do about the floor, but stopped when he saw the underside of the glass table moving away from him.

"Wha... wait." The peacock was indeed in a strange universe, but the thought that had just entered his mind made the most rational sense. Of all the things that he's seen so far, it was obvious that the room was growing around him. But why the drink? And how would drinking some liquid affect the properties of the room around him? Alas, he sighed as he resolved not to try to use logic to understand such a chaotic place. When the room stopped growing, Zylen took a moment to look around again. There didn't seem to be anything changed in the room other than its size. However, on one of the walls he noticed an ornate door. Walking to the door took longer than was thought even with the larger physical dimensions. But eventually Zylen arrived, getting a closer look at the door. Everything in this place was so strange, but the door seemed to be just a door. A thick and well-polished wooden door, with lavish green tassels.

"I suppose I knock."

"Well it would be the polite thing to do."

"You're right." Zylen replied. Then he froze. He looked around him, searching for anyone else that might have suddenly appeared in the room with him, "Uh... hello?"

"Hello!"

Zylen jumped when he heard the voice come behind him, spinning around to see - the door. He quirked up an eyebrow, not moving of saying anything else, choosing instead to listen to his surroundings for any sign of movement.

"You know, staying quiet is not a good way to hold a conversation."

Finally, the peacock turned towards he was now certainly the voice was coming from - right back at the ornate door with the lavish green tassels. He looked down, feeling the pressure of eyes looking at him, and once again jumped back in surprise as he saw the doorknob of the door smiling at him. The gold doorknob seemed to be moving as easily as flesh as it smiled wider.

"I... I'm sorry for being quiet. Doorknobs don't talk where I'm from."

"They don't?" The doorknob couldn't ponder the existence of such a world, "How strange." The doorknob shook face, the frame of the door creaking a bit, "Well, never mind, that now. Here you are. So, I'm thinking you want to open my door, don't you?"

"Y... yes. I would very much like to leave this giant room." Zylen was taken aback by the instant laughter from the piece of gold furniture. "What? Why are you laughing?"

"A room can't just change its size whenever it wants to. That's preposterous!" The doorknob struggles to regain his composure from laughing. After a few more moments he does and further answers the confused peacock, "This room is the same size it's always been."

"Wha...?" Zylen turned to the see the colossal glass table still towering over him, his voice carried a fearful tone now, "If the room's not bigger, that means... I shrank." He turned back towards the door, suddenly feeling a very intense urge to get out of this room. "Please, let me pass."

"Of course! I am a door after all. Providing people passage from one room to another is what I do." The doorknob then continued smiling pleasantly at the bird, but not doing anything else.

"Well?"

"Well, what?" The door knob asked with a curious tone.

"Aren't you going to open up?" Zylen asked, still creeped out by the room he was in and now a bit frustrated by the smiling door knob.

"Not without you knocking. It's quite rude to enter a room behind a closed door without knocking, you know."

Zylen sighed and tried to forget his anger at this proper piece of furniture. He lifted his hand and gently rapped on the door three distinct times, expecting the door would open after. Instead the door remained closed for a moment until a voice spoke from behind it. "Oh? Is that a guest I hear tapping at my chamber door? Do come in please."

The door opened and Zylen almost ran into the room beyond. However, this room was no saner than the last one. In fact, the furniture of this room, tables, chairs, lamps, and a large wardrobe were stuck to the ceiling. Or was it the floor? A sudden sense of vertigo made itself known to the bird as he began floating upward. No, he wasn't floating up he was falling down! Zylen gasped in shock and looked up at the table he was falling towards - a thick sturdy table that was break his body when he hit it. He was panicking in his free fall until he noticed a hand moving between him and the table. The hand was feline, but the strange part was that it was patterned in purple and pink bands - or stripes - it was hard to tell from this angle.

The hand deftly catches the falling bird, slowly bringing him to stop so as to not hurt him. "There now, safe and sound." The hand moved the bird's around until it was being held on its back with the peacock coming face-to-face with his savior - a wickedly grinning purple and pink furred cat. "Well, sound at least. I can't promise safety."

Zylen tried to free himself from the grasp of this strange feline, but the grip was unnaturally strong. The other hand moved towards him and the bird closed his eyes expecting to be crushed between the hands for some unknown transgression. But what he hadn't expected was to her the sound of ripping clothing. He snapped open his eyes and witnessed the clawed cat fingers cutting the dress from his body. As the fabric was pulled away, he was left only in the stockings and shoes with a deep burning blush on his face. He didn't know what this cat wanted to do with him, but now he knew there was no escape from the obviously erotic desires he would be subject to.

"You are a curious creature, aren't you? Feathered," His other hand gripped the crocodile tail and lifted it up a bit, "and scaled as well. Perhaps you do belong here. But first a test!"

"A test? For wh-!" The question was cut off as the avian felt himself getting moved down to the floor. The soft blue carpet cradled his body as he was let go from the hand that held him tight. This was his chance to escape somehow. He tried to stand up and run, but a quick glance to his wrists showed why his getaway was blocked again. The carpet fibers had bound themselves around his outstretched wrists and ankles. He returned his gaze back up to the cat to see a large feline foot hovering over his naked and exposed body. "Oh no."

The foot was pressed down onto his body, not hard, but definitely enough for the bird to feel the pressure. The weight of that foot over his whole body made Zylen grunt, but then he let out a moan as the foot moved up with the heel grinding against his crotch. The foot moved down slowly, the soft fur teased and tickled his body making the bird moan a bit louder. If the cat heard him, he didn't make it obvious. The toes of the cat's foot suddenly squeezed around the bird's head. Zylen grunted in an effort to resist his body's waking arousal. But the soft fur and being naked were working against him.

The foot pressed down on him harder this time. The crushing pressure felt... good. He moaned and absent-minded licked the soft furry foot and toes. The cat pulled his foot up and back, leaving one of his claws hanging in front of the bird's face. Zylen blushed deeply as he realized what was being asked of him. He licked that claw and gasped as the tip of it was pushed into his beak.

"You look like you enjoy this. So, let's keep having fun." The foot left his body and the carpet fibers released their grips as well. But before Zylen could escape, he was picked up by the cat and brought up to see the giant package the feline possessed. The colossal worm was only half hard but still bigger than Zylen himself was. The shaft was covered in a thin layer of the same purple and pink fur the rest of the cat was, but there was a peek of something green in the tube of fuzzy skin. Zylen felt himself getting pressed against that thick giant cat cock, the feline hand closing around them both and pumping slowly.

"Ugh... stop... please." Zylen tried to protest, but the cat once acted as if he didn't hear him. The hand continued to pump him along the plump shaft, the cock was warm and he could feel the throbbing as the cat's arousal grew. Zylen was about to yell even louder, trying to make his protests known, but before he could a finger at the back of his head pushed forward. At first, Zylen wasn't sure what happened. But the next thing the peacock realized was the strong musk surrounding him. There was also something round, warm, and wet pressing against his face. All at once, the bird knew what happened - his head had been pushed and was being held and inside the foreskin of the cat's cock.

Zylen tried to free his hands to help pull the musky hood back, but it was useless. He pushed back against the finger keeping him trapped here, but all that did was move his face from side to side over the head of feline cock. The stimulation making the organ grew harder even faster. He could almost hear the moans over the loud thumping of the cat's throbbing arousal. There was precum leaking from the cock and covering the bird's head in its creamy texture. The cat's thick musk filled his lungs and replaced the oxygen he needed to resist passing out. Just before unconsciousness took him, Zylen was pulled free of the foreskin and took a much-needed breath of fresh air. The cock was fully hard now and the cat was still grinning as he sat Zylen onto the shaft as if the bird was riding a log.

"You are holding up well, little bird. Hang in there." The purple and pink striped cat once again wrapped his hand around the peacock and his own shaft. This time the bird's back was pressed down against the shaft. The pumping started again, this time faster and more vigorous. "Your feathers feel so... good."

The cat seemed lost in his pleasure now, which wasn't good news for Zylen. Still, at least he was no longer in danger of drowning in precum. The hand was firmly holding his to the shaft, but it seemed like the cat had no trouble dragging him up and down his fuzzy hard cock. Zylen tried to push the hand away and only succeeded in pushing himself closer to the cock he was being pushed along. Instinctively, he avoided digging his talons into of the flesh he was surrounded by. It might have meant freedom, but then he'd be dealing with an angry giant cat. So, for now, Zylen had no choice but to accept being used as masturbation toy for the enormous feline. The pumps kept getting faster with more firm squeezes to him and the shaft. It was clear what all this was leading to with Zylen actually happy he was here and still trapped in the foreskin. However, the bird was surprised when he was let go and moved again to the head of the hard - and now twitching - cock.

"It's too bad you didn't bring an umbrella." The cat teased before he gasped and a stream hot warm blue cum shot out of the huge cock. Zylen closed his eyes as the hand that held him made sure that his whole body was covered. There was a moment where Zylen was wondering if he'd drown in the fluids this feline produced again. But the cum just washed over him and dripped down, leaving him a mess but still breathing. The cat grinned even wider, using his free hand to remove the shoes and stockings on the avian. Now he was completely naked and still helpless. The cat lifted him up to his face and Zylen felt a real cold chill run down his spine as the mouth opened slowly.

"What? Are you doing?" Zylen tried to find some way of getting free, but the cum was slippery and he couldn't find traction in the cum covered hand.

"I'm cleaning you, naturally." The cat answered matter-of-factly.

Zylen saw the feline tongue slip out from behind the teeth inside the mouth he has being brought towards. He was so afraid of what was about to happen that he couldn't find his voice. The tongue cradled the bird's body as he was pulled inside the open cat's mouth by the slurping wet muscle. Zylen could see the open maw he was being pulled into and suddenly wished very much to have his head back inside that musky foreskin. The uvula twitched and teased the bird as the cat leveled his head and closed his mouth. Zylen was plunged into darkness now, but he felt the tongue moving him from side to side, the cum getting licked off his naked body. At any point he could be swallowed by this kinky cat and that danger made Zylen moan from unexpected spike of arousal. He didn't want to aroused in this strange scenario, but the peacock couldn't deny the arousal coursing throughout his body.

The mouth opened slightly and two fingers came in to retrieve the bird, pulling him free of the maw. Now, clean of cum but covered in the cat's saliva, Zylen took the time to take in a few deep breaths.

"Oh yes, Get a few good breaths. You'll need them where you're going." The cat acted, moving the peacock around his big body.

There was no question what was meant as Zylen saw the large feline butt coming into view. The cat's other hand grabbed one of the plump butt cheeks and pulled it open, exposing the bright green pucker nestled between. Once again, the strange abruptness of the scenario paralyzed Zylen from acting. The bird watched the large pucker getting closer, the rich earthy scent of the cat's musk grew to its strongest level yet. His head was sent spinning as the spicy vapor filled his lungs. When his body decided it was time to act, there was no escape, a finger pressed against the back of his head as it did before. This was the second time that Zylen found himself pushed into a dark pungent tunnel, but this time the fingers kept pushing on his body until just his feet were sticking out of the tight pucker. The warm walls squeezed and clenched around him, but there was nothing that Zylen could do. The tight ass was his prison now, until the cat decided to have mercy on him.

"How are you doing in there, little bird?" How was he able to hear the cat's voice now? "I hope you got some good fresh air in you, because I'm feeling a bit... gassy."

Zylen gasped when he heard that, trying in vain to wiggle his way back out. But the tight warm tunnel kept him trapped right where he was. The was audible gurgle that was close it felt like it vibrated the walls around the peacock. The next thing Zylen felt was the pressure of the gas surrounding him and the scent of the powerful ether took his breath away. The scent was strong and left his mouth watering as the gas escapes the tight tunnel, filling the room beyond with the unmistakable sound of a thick fart.

"Ahhhh... that feels so much better. Don't you agree, little bird?" The cat continued to let loose the gasses trapped in his bowels. "It might be hard to answer with a lungful of my fart though."

Zylen coughed and tried to get free, but it was still futile. He trashed and wiggled hard in his vain attempt to escape his noxious prison. A sense of vertigo greeted him as he fell to the floor - the hardwood floor. He instantly opened his eyes and saw that he was in his bedroom at Andel's Handel. A sigh broke his beak and brought with it a sense of calm that actually made the peacock smile. "I usually don't remember my dreams. Let alone have such a vivid one."

Standing up, the peacock unwrapped the blanket from his body and went to put it back on the bed, but froze. There on the bed was small stuffed animal - a purple and pink cat with a grin. Zylen put the blanket down and sat on the bed, picking the stuffed animal up and looking at it, "It was just a dream, right?"

"Oh, hey, baby. You have a nice nap?" Apollo asked, coming into the room with some bags. "I got us some new clothes for the show next week. I know you're gonna like the ones I picked for you. Hmmm... what's that? A new stuffed animal?"

Zylen looked up to the blue jay, always bringing such love and light to his heart. He forgot about the dream and put the stuffed cat back onto the bed, moving behind his lover. He grabbed the blue jay and hugged him, kissing his neck, "I had a really weird dream just now."

On the bed the stuffed cat grinned wider and watched the unaware birds as it disappeared into a puff of black smoke, leaving both of their memories as well.

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