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_Am I really doing this...should I really be doing this...what if I regret it...I can't ever undo this change...what if something goes wrong...am I really willing to pay this price...

Fuck all the questions. For once in my life, I'm going to get something I really want._

Aaron shook his head hard as he drove down the dirt road, trying to cast away the negative thoughts. As much as he wanted to have perfect confidence in his decision, it was impossible to not have misgivings about it. After all, this was a huge change he was planning to go through, one that he really had no idea what to expect from. The chance of something going wrong was certainly present, and even if it didn't, the idea that he might have buyer's remorse was hardly out of the realm of possibility. All those questions in his head, they weren't exactly illegitimate.

But he'd spent months thinking about this. Months of agonizing, questioning, doubting, going back and forth. And now he had finally made his decision...well, he had room to back out still, but as far as he was concerned it was decided.

It hadn't been an easy life for Aaron. Born into a poor family, he didn't have much growing up. It might've been better if he'd had parents that cared more...his father worked long hours and seemed to resent having to raise a child, and his mother had a foul temper and tended to scream a lot. He hadn't been a planned part of the family, and while they never told him they wished he wasn't born, he got that sense more and more as he grew up.

School was rough. He didn't go to a good one in the first place...it was a poor inner-city school, with a lot of kids with attitude problems. And he was a common target...obviously poor, slightly ratty clothes, and kind of an odd duck, he was bullied constantly all throughout school, every year from the start to the finish. It didn't help that there were quite a few Pokémorphs there, and he tended to find more of a rapport with them, which led to resentment among his human bullies. It led to him acting out, hating school and everything associated with it. Unsurprisingly, his grades were pretty lousy - not that it mattered much, he couldn't afford college anyway.

He thought that life would get better once he was out of school, barely graduating, and got a job somewhere and moved out of the house. And it did, to a degree; he wasn't exactly happy doing low-end service and retail jobs, but it was better than school had been, and he was making enough to get a small apartment of his own. The space from his parents wasn't huge, but it was enough to make him feel more on his own, more in control of his own life. For once, a few of the things he wanted were accessible to him.

But there were other things. For one...he wanted to fly.

Not in an airplane, or with a hang glider, or anything like that. No, actually fly under his own power, at his own body's whim...he'd had many dreams about flying, ones that ended with him waking up with an aching mind, a mind full of desire and want. He didn't really know why it fascinated him and appealed to him, he just went with it...but it wasn't one he could easily satisfy. After all, humans couldn't fly, and most Pokémorphs who could didn't cotton to taking passengers. It never left his mind, but he didn't have high hopes.

Still, he could get other things. Possessions, he'd rarely had any opportunity for those growing up, now he had a little money to get some. Independence, the ability to live on his own without hostile parents, getting through life his own way. Even some romance, a few dates helping him discover who he was and what he wanted...nothing lasting, but that would happen in time, or so he thought.

But it didn't last. He got a new manager at work, someone who didn't like him at all and clearly didn't want to be around him. It took a month before he'd been fired on false allegations of theft - he'd never stolen a penny of cash or merchandise, but his word was useless against the manager's claims, which conveniently couldn't be disproven. And it only got worse with a call to his mother when he let slip that he was gay, and was treated to nearly a half-hour of screaming that ended with him being totally disowned. No job, no support, and he wasn't going to be able to find work in time to make rent...it was looking dismal, and he had been contemplating bad ideas.

A better one ended up being there for him. And so he'd decided...he had no ties to anyone that cared about him anymore, he was going to get something he wanted at least.

He was going to fly.

The car stopped in the middle of a thick woods, near a small walking path through the trees that Aaron could see leading to a log cabin through the foliage. His heart was pumping harder...he was here, so close, the desires and misgivings were in a violent combat in his head, and for a moment he wavered, torn between moving forward and getting back in his car and driving away. But...where to? He had nowhere to go. In the end, the decision was as much about his own options as it was his desires...but it was a convenient excuse.

He trudged up the path, letting the battle rage on in his brain, for all that it mattered now. The closer he got, the more he marveled at the cabin - it was huge, it could practically be called a log mansion. For as rustic as it looked, it also had an air of upscaleness to it, like someone had built it for tourism to appeal to the modern traveler. Yet, he knew it was privately owned, not for tourists...and he half-suspected that there was a lot of empty space inside.

His hand knocked on the heavy door, and a moment later it opened for him, without anyone seeming to work it. Remote control door? That's not something you see every day... Aaron stepped inside, greeted to a warm indoors that had him sweltering quickly. It had been a cooler day but the inside here felt like a sauna...he shucked off his coat and hung it up on the rack nearby, then looked around. He was in a reasonably spacious kitchen, not that much bigger than your standard home, but it looked pretty modern for a place so out of the way. Full electricity, too...probably had a private generator.

He turned to his left and headed down the hallway, passing a couple of doors before the hall opened up into an absurdly spacious room, more than half of the house's size taken up in that space. It was a breathtaking area, ceilings way above his head, wide skylights letting ample sun inside to brighten it, poles and cords hanging from the ceilings and walls, lots of equipment on the ground as well. Clearly for training and exercise, and for a particular type of person...the type that was standing in the middle, looking expectantly at him.

Pike.

Aaron had always found Pike to be something else. A handsome Talonflame morph, one that had caught his eye the first time he'd seen him and equally every time since, he proved to be a slightly aloof but generally friendly person. He was a regular at places that Aaron had worked, and he had that odd quality where he wasn't at all shy about his wealth but still seemed short of bragging about it. There was a definite "characterness" about him, though...even those who seemed to be his friends referred to him as eccentric, and he definitely had stories to tell about his escapades, some of which Aaron could barely follow as bizarre as they were. He liked Pike a lot, the avian was always kind to him...but there was always a sense of something slightly off about him.

Somehow or another, he'd learned about Aaron's desire to fly. And one day, he'd come up to Aaron, out of the blue, and made him a proposition. He could grant Aaron's desire, give him the ability to fly...for a price. Not money, but service...personal service, a year of his life, doing whatever Pike wished, and judging by the look he was getting, Aaron was fairly sure that it was going to entail a more personal touch than being a manservant. The offer was standing, he didn't have to decide at that moment, just there if he ever wanted to take Pike up on it. The only caveat was, there was no going back once he went through with it...it was a one-way street, though he suggested that it wasn't a bad street to go on.

That was over two years ago, back when things were still going pretty well and Aaron had laughed it off by the next day. There had been a bit of temptation, but he was satisfied enough with how things were going that it didn't really take. But at his lowest point these past couple weeks, he'd remembered...and now it didn't seem so farfetched. Maybe this WAS something he could do...a year of service wasn't that much, and it wasn't as if Pike wasn't attractive, even as a human he'd've tapped it if the offer had been made. And there wasn't much reason not to...he didn't give a shit what his parents would think, he had no close enough friends that it would matter, and he needed a place to live for some time anyway. So he'd called...and Pike had guessed in an instant what he wanted.

Now he was standing here, the Talonflame's fiery eyes glittering at him. "So...you're ready to go through with this?"

Swallowing, Aaron nodded. "I...I think so. I...I've made my decision."

"Not too late to back out. I won't force it on you." He leaned forward a bit. "I see uncertainty...you're really sure?"

"I...well, I've had...questions...it's hard not to. Uh...what...exactly...are you going to do?"

"Good...glad you asked. I wouldn't have done it without telling you, but it's better if you're curious." Pike stepped away, kneeling down next to a wooden box on the ground...he opened it up, and pulled out a vial of some pinkish fluid. Returning to the human, he swished it around a bit in front of his eyes. "Care to take a guess as to what this is?"

Confused, Aaron shook his head. "I, uh, can't say I have any idea."

"Ah, was hoping you'd take a crack at it...I think you might've come up with it. But no matter. This...is Dittoplasm. Produced by Dittos and Ditto Morphs, it's a very unusual fluid with...transformative properties. Among others, to be sure, but that's the only one I'm interested in. Mix it with a good sample of DNA from another creature, and inject it into the target...well, they become that creature without too much fuss. Doesn't even have to be that different from the target, you could get a Ditto to tweak your own DNA to fit something and then change you into it. Many people with problems in their own bodies have found some resolution doing things like that. Now, can you hazard a guess as to what my method is?"

It wasn't exactly a cognitive leap. "You're...going to transform me...into something that can fly?"

"Yes. Specifically, something I want. I'm fairly sure you'll like the body...I know I will. It's the form I find most...viscerally appealing. Again, though, it's a one-way trip...Dittoplasm doesn't work so well on creatures that weren't made to transform, you likely won't be able to use it again for years, and I doubt any samples of your original DNA will stay good long enough for that. So if you're having any regrets about changing from being a human, now's the time to bow out."

Being human was all Aaron had ever known, so it was a drastic idea...but on the other hand, he'd already kind of guessed that he wouldn't be in the end. Humans couldn't fly the way he wanted...whatever change was planned, it was going to be drastic, alter him fundamentally anyway. And he didn't have a problem with morphs, either...actually, he might fit in with them pretty well. So he gave Pike a nod. "I'm fine with this. Not like I have all that much reason to stay human, and I doubt you've got anything sinister in mind for me."

Pike shot him an impish grin. "Awfully trusting, aren't you? Not worried at all about what the crazy bird has in mind?"

"I wouldn't call you crazy, just...interesting. And even as interesting as you are, you haven't been the type to pull tricks or anything...I trust you."

"Glad to hear it. You're going to need to do that a lot. You know my price: become what I want, and remain with me for a year. You'll serve me...and that will largely be for my pleasure, but anything else I say goes as well. Of course, it won't all be for me...during that year, I will be training and teaching you, getting you to adjust to your new body, and to learn how to fly with the freedom of a natural-born morph. It may be a long year but you will come out of it the kind of person you want to be. So...now is the line of no return." He drew the fluid into a syringe, then popped a rather wicked-looking needle on the end. "Yes or no...are you in?"

No more going back after this...but the explanation had calmed him a bit. He didn't know what he was going to become...it felt almost like he was supposed to not ask, let it be a surprise...but that wasn't dissuading him. At this point, he felt more ready than ever. "I'm in."

"Excellent. Hold out your arm...this won't feel all that pleasant, but I find if you look away the pain isn't as bad." Pike stepped up as Aaron offered his arm, looking away and closing his eyes. A few seconds of poking and prodding preceded the actual injection...he felt that needle going in, it was big, bigger than your typical one, and it hurt a fair bit, but he tried not to tense up. He could swear he could feel the Dittoplasm being pushed in, rushing into his veins to take over his body...it was done now, there was no going back. He just had to hope that he would have no regrets.

It felt longer than it actually was before the rush stopped, and the needle was pulled out. His arm was bleeding, but Pike wasn't paying any mind to it. "I'd recommend taking off your clothes now...you've got a couple minutes before the changes start, and you'll definitely not want to have those in the way when it actually happens. Oh, and don't worry about the injection site, the transformation will take care of that."

Aaron flushed a bit at the command; it wasn't exactly unexpected, he wasn't going to be wearing much while he was around the Talonflame, that had already been insinuated quite strongly. Still, actually getting to the real deal...as much as he was determined to go through it, that didn't mean it wasn't going to feel awkward at first. But the crawling underneath his skin was breaking through the awkwardness fairly effectively...the transformation was starting a lot faster than Pike had said, or maybe it was just that the visible changes were going to come after this phase.

Hurriedly he started to shed his clothing, his skin allowed to breathe better in the heat as he did. Aaron couldn't exactly say he would be shedding tears saying goodbye to his body - the scrawny arms, pale chest, dirty brown hair, and substandard endowment that he rather hated about himself were about to become nothing but a bad memory. Granted, he didn't exactly know what he would be becoming...maybe Pike had a fetish for something really strange. That was the risk he was taking, and it was already definitely starting inside, his expression a wince as the crawling and twisting intensified. He managed to kick off his shorts and underwear before being racked with a bolt of pain that sent him to his knees. Oh, something was definitely happening, and now he was wondering if he could handle it.

He wasn't sure how long the pain and discomfort continued to build up, it was like a growing burn that made his brain start to lose focus on everything. Or maybe that was the transformation doing its work, too...did Dittos feel like this? No, they were made to shift, he wasn't...he collapsed fully, laying on the ground, pained cries coming out of him here and there, as he tried to endure the agony. He couldn't hear Pike, the Talonflame certainly wasn't rushing over, did that mean everything was going right? If this was right, he wouldn't want to know what wrong was...

Then he started to feel it, the changes were starting to show themselves. It was like a stretching and warping of every part of him at once, making him twist and writhe on the floor. His legs were getting the worst of it at first, as he felt his toes merging and lengthening, his ankles snapping into a new shape, his nails uncomfortably lengthening and thickening. His arms were a little less bothered by their change, mostly just in his nails, though he was starting to feel a crawling all over them as the hair began to be replaced by feathers. Blue feathers, mostly...he could feel some of that happening over his chest and back as well, with some of it being red or white rather than blue. It reminded him vaguely of something, but he couldn't remember what with his brain totally overwhelmed by the changes. Especially in his groin, where a pulling and tightening were taking place that felt like his cock and balls were being sucked into his body, the area where they were rapidly being covered by feathers. Something was pushing out of his rear end, or at least his lower back as well, though he couldn't see it or make much sense of it.

It started to get worse as he felt that stretching and warping began in his head. Discomfort on a whole level, as his entire skull and face were reforming into the shape of whatever morph he was becoming. Somehow, the pain had disappeared, but with all the deforming, he barely even noticed...his vision went dark, he felt things reshaping and hardening, it almost seemed like his entire head was going to split apart...and then, almost unexpectedly, things righted themselves again to a degree, at least most of the changing slowed down, enough for him to see again. His face was still gaining feathers, but the shape had settled in, with a short beak that was mostly firm but had a touch of flexibility to it.

It seemed like things were settling down, but then he felt a massive shifting in his backside...like there were worms in there trying to explode out of him. With a screech, he felt them erupt, shooting out and expanding, rapidly building upon themselves...of course. His wings. Two brand new limbs that were definitely going to require some time to adjust to...this hurt, too, but not as badly as the initial phase, or maybe his brain had burned out on pain by now. He could feel them taking proper shape and getting covered in the same blue feathers as most of the rest of his body.

Finally, he felt the twisting fade away, his body started to settle down again...panting hard, he slowly stood up, he still ached a bit but that was fading too, just the feeling of weirdness was remaining. His bird-like legs, similar to Pike's in shape, were a little odd to stand on at first, but he managed to figure out his balance fairly quickly. Slowly he looked over his new body...dark blue over most of him, red on his breast, white on his stomach. It took a few moments for it to click.

Taillow. I'm a Taillow.

He'd seen a couple of them before...and being entirely honest with himself, he thought they were rather handsome morphs. A light but tough-looking frame, and they were known for being fast and adept fliers, able to swoop around in a hurry. And over time, they could shift shapes into the larger and more graceful Swellow, if they wanted to...Pike had definitely picked one that he liked. And it sounded like it was one of Pike's favorites, too.

"Well, now...that looked rather rough, but it's all over now, you won't have to feel it again." Aaron turned, and immediately his heart skipped a beat as he got a faceful of Talonflame chest. That was another thing about Taillow morphs, they were small...he'd been about 5'9" as a human, a good six inches shorter than Pike but still on roughly the same scale. He'd lost at least a foot, probably more in the change, and now Pike towered over him. He felt intimidated...and at the same time, all the more impressed. No, he wasn't imagining it, something about Pike looked significantly sexier to him than it had before, and he hadn't had a shortage of attraction before. Maybe that was another rewiring in his brain along with changing it to read a brand new body...

But before he could mull that over anymore, a sudden wave of exhaustion hit him. The adrenaline from the change of form was wearing off rapidly, and that turned out to be all that was keeping him upright. He swayed and fell, mind rapidly fading into blackness...as he went out, he felt strong arms catch him, and a soothing voice say "Rest now, my little Taillow...we have much to do."

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For a moment as he came to, Aaron thought only a few moments had passed. He still felt those arms around him, and otherwise felt rather exhausted and a good bit disoriented from what had happened. But as things cleared up in his head, he could tell things were more different than he thought - for one thing, the sun was out, shining through the window and lighting up the room. For another, the room - it wasn't the enormous exercise and practice room he'd changed in, but a smaller bedroom that was sparsely decorated and had only a few amenities. The bed they were on felt somewhat leafy, but the leaves either weren't natural or had something on them that made them seem unnatural. It did feel comfortable, though, and he wasn't wanting for warmth with the Talonflame's body against his.

"Good morning, Aaron." Pike's voice worked its way into his ear, making him shiver slightly. How the heck did it sound so seductive? He must have been waiting for this change to break that out. "How are you feeling now?"

"Mmm...still pretty tired, and hungry."

"Not a surprise. A lot of energy is required for transformation...a good bit of that was offset by making you smaller, but you'll be recovering that energy for a bit. So don't expect flight practice for a few days...I don't want you plunging out of the air."

"...I guess I've got time." Aaron was anxious to get flying, but perhaps it was a good idea to be patient, a lot of crashes might make him regret having his dream come true. And Pike did know best, after all...he had a lifetime of experience behind him. "You...like Taillows, huh?"

"Heh...very much so. Easily the form that entices me most. And you, Aaron, seemed like you would be a perfect Taillow...that's why I made the offer to you."

"You...thought I'd make a perfect Taillow?"

"Some humans seem like they should be morphs. You look at them and you get the sense that their...proper bodies would maximize their potential. Yours always seemed like it needed a change, and when you mentioned you liked the idea of being able to fly, I immediately knew you would make a fantastic Taillow. Of course, it's not often that a human actually wants to make the change, but I had hoped."

Aaron felt a heat rise to his new face. "Ah...I never thought about it like that."

"Many humans don't. There are a few out there who do, but most see us as completely separate. Well, many morphs don't see it that way either, but those of us who do, we can usually tell someone what they should be. Now that you're in the shape that you were meant for, I think you'll find it to be much more suited for you...and perhaps that will improve your station in life, too. Being the wrong thing can be such a bother, cause so much trouble..."

"Well...if it does, I'll be really happy, whether it was a 'meant to be' thing or not. Not like my last life was, uh, any great shakes..." A rumble in his stomach made Aaron pause awkwardly. "Uh, sorry..."

"No worries. I'm afraid I'll have to have you wait here...this is rather not a foot-accessible area." Pike rose up and opened the door, and Aaron could see the training course nearby - or, the top of it, at least. They were QUITE high up...he wasn't going anywhere without Pike flying him down. And that wasn't going to be happening right now, as Pike sailed out without him, presumably to get him food.

Not being able to go anywhere, Aaron took some time to test the motions of his body. Or at least, the parts that were noticeably different...it was odd to him how natural talking came to him even with his new beak, which was solid but not perfectly so, it had a little flexibility that it didn't look like it should right off the bat. It still felt pretty stiff compared to human lips, but he talked with no real trouble. Walking was going to take a little more getting used to with the way his legs worked now, though a few tentative steps seemed to give him the right idea, he'd just be doing a bit more lifting at the outset than normal. At the very least, it seemed like something he'd find natural soon enough, and he'd get a better idea just by watching Pike.

The wings, though...he stretched and folded them a few times, they were bulky even though his were a more streamlined shape (Pike's looked massive even folded in), and he was already feeling how stiff they could get when they weren't moved around. Getting used to them would be a process, most likely...he wondered how he was going to avoid sleeping on them and making them extra sore. Surely Pike would have some insights, but it would probably be a lot of learning. And controlling them was...not complicated, but not exactly intuitive for his brain. They were all hooked up but he'd never had two extra limbs before, and the muscles just felt strange even as they felt normal. No wonder he wasn't supposed to fly yet, he didn't even know how to properly use them. Hopefully he wouldn't have to...was Pike one of those birds that kicked their young out of the nest and tested them? That wouldn't make sense given that he'd been more cautious with Aaron so far, but who knew what he would think was a good idea in the future, when he thought Aaron was ready to fly...

Pike arrived back a few minutes later, carrying what appeared to be a pair of smoothies. "I was warned that your stomach might be a little unsteady for a day or two, so soft nutrition was recommended," he said as he handed Aaron one of them. Grateful, the new morph took it and quickly drank it down (or as quickly as it would let him, at least), losing a little bit out the sides of his beak as he figured out the best way to drink it down with his new face. While it didn't feel immediately filling, it did settle his stomach a bit, and he felt a touch better rather quickly.

Pike was smirking at him as he finished, panting a bit as he caught his breath. "I hope you don't mind that I intend to make a similar mess on you momentarily. This will be a long year for you if you do."

"Ah..." Aaron flushed a bit - Pike had always been suggestive before, but this was pretty forward! Not that there was any point in playing coy, he knew what he was going to be doing over this year...but for someone whose sum experience was a pair of rather fumbling sexual encounters with other novices, having someone who knew what they wanted and clearly had the edge on him was going to be very different. "I...I don't mind. I always thought you were kinda hot...I mean, not just in the temperature way. And I knew what this was going to mean, you weren't exactly subtle about it..."

"I'm a bird who knows what he wants," agreed Pike between gulps of his smoothie. "I assure you, though, while I may be commanding, I am not uncaring. Your pleasure is as important as mine, and I will make sure you enjoy everything I can give you. And you will find your new body will handle certain things much better than your old one...morphs are better built for some acts."

"I trust you." He'd better, since he was beholden to Pike for a year. But something about him...Pike had always been a bit eccentric, but never suspicious. Aaron had never gotten the sense that there was any hidden monstrosity, he was just the way he presented. He could have hidden a lot about this from Aaron, and all he'd really kept as an unknown was what form Aaron would take. And if Aaron trusted him enough to go in with that blind spot... "I'm ready whenever you are, sir..."

"Good, because it was all I could do to hold myself back with that sexy body laying against me last night. The 'sir' is a nice touch...you're allowed to address me by name, but feel free to use honorifics when it suits you."

Aaron nodded, feeling a bit of a warm glow at the praise. Maybe it was kind of silly to get giddy at something so minor, but that might just have proved how starved he was for anything good in his life. "Then...uh, what would you...like me to do?"

"Well, I suspect you're still rather tired from the transformation, so we'll start simple and with me doing the work. So how about you kneel down, back against the bed, and open wide for me?"

Blushing invisibly, Aaron complied with the 'request' and set himself in the suggested position, certainly feeling relief that he wouldn't have to do that much. Because unfortunately he still was quite weary, and there wasn't much he could do about it. At least he only could transform once. It was oddly comforting seeing Pike stride up in front of him, grinning down at him eagerly; he knew what he was doing, everything would be fine if he took the lead, Aaron didn't have to worry about anything. Weird how easily he could get into such a submissive mindset...was that just him, or was it just the result of the circumstances he was in, where everything was new and foreign to him? Maybe he'd find out...

But he had more important things to think about right now, like the rather dauntingly-sized member that was parting the Talonflame's well-hidden slit. It was smooth all the way down, pointed at the tip, not extremely thick but still thicker than he had anticipated and definitely longer than he had anticipated. A bit of that might have been due to his own smaller size, which probably made what he had seem even larger...but he HAD promised that he wouldn't hurt him, he wouldn't have been suggesting this if he thought it would do harm. Still, the fact that it was outright steaming and he could feel the heat radiating off of it was mildly disconcerting. Yet, despite his misgivings, he opened his beak as wide as he could, offering his mouth and throat to Pike as he was supposed to.

Pike seized on it faster than Aaron could have been ready for.

His head was grabbed, he could feel sharp claws against his skull, and without warning Pike thrust the tip of his cock into Aaron's beak, and then more than the tip. Aaron had to fight the urge to clamp down in shock and reflex at the sudden intrusion, eyes screwing shut as he felt that thick girth plunge in...and that was when he got the first surprise, when he realized there was absolutely nothing fighting back, no reflex or anything. His throat was accepting that hot poker without so much as a care...and the moment he realized that, he relaxed a bit, concern evaporating again. Pike knew that would happen, he must have, and he was showing Aaron exactly what he could expect with this body. Again, that was oddly comforting.

Pike's aggressiveness was reined in a bit from there, he was thrusting at a much more measured and steady pace now that Aaron was in sync with him. Although he wasn't gagging, it was still not a gentle experience - the length and girth of it made for a rather intense stretching, and the heat made his eyes water and his mouth and throat burn furiously. Though, the burn was strangely painless, he could feel every bit of the heat but it wasn't agonizing at all. He also was getting a furious scent in his nose, something raw, spicy, sulfuric, and thoroughly enticing. It had to be Pike's scent, nothing else could be so potent. And it was delicious, making him shiver...his own erection was starting to make an appearance, he could feel it, though he wasn't in a position to look down at it and see what it was like.

Slowly he was starting to be a more active participant, swallowing and tensing around the huge cock as it pushed in and out of him. He could hear a few grunts and moans from Pike as he did, they sounded pleased and he took that as encouragement to continue. It did get him a bit more intensely worked as that staff was pounding harder at him, but Aaron wasn't minding that at all - it wasn't like he was having trouble breathing, and he was starting to really dig the spicy taste of the Talonflame as he got a bit more accustomed to the burn. Any reservations he might have still had were rapidly fading, in fact it was kind of fun having his throat used hard like this, it had definitely never been this way in his past encounters and it was already proving more satisfying.

It was getting a lot wetter rather quickly, Pike's cock was leaking precum profusely. It trickled down his throat, spreading that blazing heat deeper within him, powerful and yet rather relaxing at the same time. He swallowed a bit more eagerly, trying to pull more of it down deep into himself, wanting every bit of Pike's essence. Something much more robust was coming, he could tell from the way Pike was huffing and groaning, and the slowly growing unsteadiness of his thrusts, and he worked to encourage this, trying to get more of him and bring him to the pinnacle as soon as he could. After all, Pike had been waiting for quite a while for this...

Even though he was working to make it happen, he still wasn't entirely ready for it. With a sudden, almost cawing sound, Pike bucked in and began to shoot, a flood of lava bursting into Aaron's throat and rapidly filling him up. Again he had that grip on Aaron's head, not allowing him to pull back to get a clear taste, making him just have to swallow and keep up with the onslaught. At least at first, but after several rounds were fed directly into the Taillow's gullet, Pike pulled back suddenly, and Aaron had to rush to catch up as his mouth was suffused with avian seed, that fiercely spicy taste ramped up to the maximum. It was a heavy load, but he did manage to keep pace just well enough to not get overwhelmed. Just as it seemed like Pike's load was starting to fade, he pulled all the way out, and Aaron's eyes closed as his face was blasted with hot wetness, the promised mess much more thorough than the smoothie drippings he'd gotten on himself. At least it was giving him another reason to be hot in the face other than his own flushing...

It didn't last too much longer, and once he felt that Pike wasn't shooting on him anymore he wiped his eyes a bit and opened them tentatively, hoping not to get any of that cum in them. With a content sigh, Pike stepped back a bit, looking down at his 'artwork' with a satisfied grin. "Not bad, for just me...you handled that very well, for someone not exactly experienced."

"Ah, thank you...sir." Why did his heart feel a little lightness when he called Pike 'sir'? It was just a word, not even one he had to say, but it felt oddly good to say it, like the universe was rewarding him for acknowledging it. "It was quite a lot, and to think most of what you shot went in me rather than on me."

"You'll understand soon enough that that will be your new normal. I hope you like wearing that, it's about all you'll be wearing while you're in my service."

"Aheh...I think I'll get used to it."

"Good, good. I'm not quite finished with you, though. How about you show me how you raise those tail feathers? And get a good look at what my scent's been doing to you..."

Nodding, Aaron stood up, and took a look down at himself. What he saw slightly surprised him - he'd expected changes down there, and for the most part it aligned with what he saw coming, his cock jutting out of a slit like Pike's and with a shape visually very close to what the Talonflame was packing. What he wasn't expecting was how BIG he was - even though he'd physically shrunk a good bit, that part of him was at least half again the length and girth that he'd possessed as a human. It couldn't measure up to Pike, but he definitely couldn't be disappointed about THIS outcome, especially given that he'd been pretty down about it in his previous life - his partners had all outsized him, and it had made him feel inadequate. Strange how that wasn't the case with Pike, but then again, Pike had been making him feel nothing but good so far.

Pike couldn't read his thoughts, but certainly could tell that Aaron was happy about something, and trilled a bit in satisfaction. "Keep your hands off, please...I intend to take care of that myself."

"Yes, sir." Aaron turned and leaned over onto the bed, waving his rear in the air a bit as he situated himself. His tail feathers weren't that hard to hike up, they flipped up pretty quickly once he figured out the motion, exposing himself to his master. His heart was pounding hard, but this was definitely not fear he was feeling now, he wanted this and he was more sure than ever that he wouldn't find anything to dislike about it.

He felt Pike's body leaning down over his...the Talonflame felt surprisingly light, though Aaron dimly remembered that they seemed lighter than they looked due to the heat inside them, or something like that. The weight certainly didn't seem to be affecting his strength as all, as one arm wrapped across his shoulder and the other lightly pinned his wrist to the bed. He gave a little shiver as he felt that hot rod probing against his rear...there was no doubt in his mind that Pike wasn't going to go any slower an this entry than he had on his throat. And yet, given how well he'd handled that, he couldn't find any reason to be concerned.

A moment later, his expectations were forcefully confirmed, as that large staff was speared into him with a powerful stroke, buried inside him at a moment's notice and forcing a blazing heat deep within him. He let out a trilling cry that sounded very much unlike the voice he'd gotten familiar with over the years, though it sounded better than that old voice to him...his own cock gave a nice throb against the bed, squirting a bit of its own pre out to soak his feathers and the leafy bed. His emissions were all too obvious to him, but clearly, Pike wasn't troubled by anything getting messy, so he wouldn't be either.

As with before, the initial entry was followed by a slightly more measured continuation. Not as much as before, Pike was still humping him at a good pace, his deeper voice moaning underneath the higher cries of the ex-human. Gods, Pike felt so big, maybe because Aaron was fairly small or maybe because he just was that big, but he was taking it so much more easily than he had smaller as a human, it was like his body knew how to stretch around that intruder much more naturally. This despite the fact that it was spitting scalding precum into depths that had never been reached by anything else, the heat adding to the warmth deep inside him that seemed to be spreading through his whole body. Everything felt absolutely amazing...his mind had been so fixated on the flying aspect that the other types of pleasures hadn't even really occurred to him, but clearly there were more benefits to this transformation than just the ability to take to the skies.

It took a minute for him to realize he was unconsciously clenching around Pike's dick as it thrust in...and then following that it was a much more conscious action, one he took deliberately in time with the Talonflame's insertions into him. He could hear that raising the volume of the larger bird's moans, and his reward was a noticeable uptick in the speed and power of those thrusts. "Ngah...seems...my little birdy...enjoys this..."

"Ah...P-pike..." Even that one word felt like a challenge to get out of the fog of bliss, but it was dripping with as much desire as his cock was pre. He was trying to nestle into those warm feathers as they rubbed and ruffled his own, the grinding of their bodies creating a very unique sensation in its own right. Was it just the newness that was making this so amazing? He rather hoped not, but perhaps it would be hard to measure up to the first time...it just meant he should savor this as much as he could. His cries got louder as he felt Pike shift a bit and start working his most sensitive spots more directly, the burning tip smacking against his prostate over and over rather than just grazing it. Now Aaron's clenching was as much to improve Pike's pleasure as it was to try to hold back his own orgasm, a very different type of burn in his loins that felt almost as good as the one being introduced into his rear.

The more he tried to hold back, though, the more Pike tried to push it out of him, ramping up his humping to another level Aaron didn't know he had. His cries rang out freely now, and it was clear he had no chance against this onslaught...that trilling call made its encore as he came hard, his seed gushing out between him and the bed, mostly catching in his feathers eventually as he unloaded what felt like a year's worth of seed compared to his prior body. He couldn't believe he had so much in there so soon after his change, but he certainly wasn't complaining as it prolonged the orgasm so much longer than before...

And then, while lost in the mists of euphoria, he felt the volcano erupt inside him once again. Another surge of molten heat flooded him, with another avian caw ringing in his ears from overhead. The grip on him tightened as Pike hit his own rush, filling him with everything he had pumped out and then some, the furious fire kept coming so hard and fast he thought he might balloon up with it. It kept him at his own pinnacle just a little bit longer, though he had to lose his grip on cloud nine eventually...as much as he clung, his body had exhausted itself with that climax, and he slumped onto the bed as the pleasure faded into a much more basal contentment, his chest heaving in the sticky mess he'd left, relishing the warmth that filled him from core to tip.

"Exquisite..." He could feel the rise and fall of Pike's chest above him, though the Talonflame certainly wasn't as weary as he was. "You were a little slice of perfection. It's going to be a challenge restraining myself from trying to have a taste of you all the time...but I hope you don't mind if I indulge myself a bit more at the outset. I promise I'll settle down a bit once I've gotten these urges worked out of myself a little bit."

Aaron could do little more than nod wearily and mumble out a "yes, sir." With a content hum, Pike joined him on the bed, rolling them to a slightly cleaner spot and wrapping somewhat around him as the exhausted Taillow morph drifted back into slumber. He still felt the hot rod inside him as he drifted off, and there was no doubt that would be a familiar way for him to fall asleep in the future...and he certainly didn't have any problem with that...

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"Very good! Keep it up!"

Aaron didn't really need the encouragement at the moment, when his concentration was at full force, but he was happy to have it anyway. His beak was clenched hard enough to almost hurt as he tried to stay within the path of the hoops. It wasn't easy, they were so tight together that he had to react quickly, he couldn't even see the next one very clearly until he was almost on it. This was the farthest he'd gotten so far, and it was still a basic course, so he really wanted to come away victorious.

Flying was getting easier by the day. It had seemed daunting at first, trying to figure out how to make all the motions he needed to, but with each flight they became a little more automatic. Just taking to the air was pretty much a non-issue at this point, but there was more to flying than just getting into the sky - there was attention and awareness, reacting and proacting, dealing with wind and weather, and knowing how to get around obstacles. Flight, as he had been told frequently, was dangerous - if you tripped on the ground, you fell a few feet, but if you plunged from the sky, it could be anywhere from feet to miles. So he needed to not just be able to fly, but to be an expert at it. Hence the daily drills that pushed him to his limits, and pushed those limits further and further out. It was a lot, but it had helped give him a lot more stamina.

Aaron had learned that his new frame was naturally gifted with agility and grace. He could swoop around easily, turn on a dime, and thanks to his small size wasn't as beaten around by wind, he could almost cut through it if he angled himself right. The drawbacks were that anything he hit was likely to leave him worse off than the other guy, and he fell faster with less wing size to increase his drag, plus he gained less from the beneficial air currents than Pike's larger and less streamlined wings. So he had a good bit of training to do before he would be flying routinely out of doors.

It was going well today, though...the course was purely flying through hoops, though the layout changed every day to keep him on his toes. He had just managed to get through one that he had only a split-second to react to, a hard turn that made his head spin a bit, though less than it had previous times. He spied the next one a little earlier, but just as he was reaching it noticed the next one beyond in the complete opposite direction; he had to swoop through and back up in a hurry, and managed to just make it in time to see yet another hoop force him into a bank and swoop. Panting a bit, he looked around for the next...but there was none. He'd done it! He'd made it through! A bit barely, but that was still the first successful completion of a whole course, he would take it!

"Fantastic job, Aaron!" Pike declared approvingly as the Taillow morph headed to the ground, landing in front of his master. "That was a very impressive flight, you handled that challenge at the end with remarkable aplomb. It won't be long before that's nothing to you."

"Haah...thank you, sir. I had a few too many close calls there, still..."

"That's to be expected, but don't sell yourself short. You're an incredible natural for someone who spend years in a body that had no flight ability whatsoever. Thirty-three days to achieve what takes years for some of us who were born that way, that's no mean feat. Perhaps the reason you always wanted to fly was because you were supposed to be a flier..."

Aaron could feel himself reddening under his feathers; he was glad that that wasn't so obvious, though his expression probably gave it away anyway. "You're too kind, Pike...it does feel just as good as I'd hoped, though, even if we're only in the basics. I'm eager to get to flying around in the air outside, it must be dreamlike..."

"I imagine you'll find it that way for sure. Now then, I think we should break and celebrate your achievement. I can think of a few treats that you've earned, and I'd like to preserve a bit of your energy for some other types of exercise..."

"That sounds wonderful, sir." Aaron leaned into Pike as the Talonflame wrapped his arm around him and led him out of the flight room. The past month had been so wonderful, with Pike helping him make his dream come true and him being able to repay him in the way he'd so wanted...there wasn't a hint of regret in his decision. And even when the year was done...he wondered if he'd really want to leave the handsome bird's side. He didn't HAVE to evolve and leave, he could stay as he was and stay by him...but that was a decision he could confirm later. For now...there were still heights left to ascend to, on his brand new wings.