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Lilly not Lyle.

Stargazer lilies blossomed in voluptuous red and pink blooms. Their luscious petals caught the eye from across the room. That's what Lilly wanted with her transition. To be seen, a vibrant pop of radiance furling outwards. She wanted to turn heads. In many ways, Lyle felt alien. Not memories of a past life, but memories of a character she played in a dream.

It had happened one night while she stayed over. She'd been in the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror, feeling dissatisfied with her body despite how much Noah cherished her. Then it clicked. She went into the living room where Noah watched a movie and collapsed against him. Through tears she came out as transgender. Noah embraced her, held her tight to his chest, soothing her, promising to throw all his resources at her, caring for her, and getting her to smile by joking quietly, "At least we know why you like being called a good girl so much, huh, babe?"

The next day Noah found her a therapist, promising to take care of the cost of everything. A week later, the two moved into a new apartment together. Five months after, most of that time on a strong dosage of hormone replacement therapy, Lilly was a new woman.

Thighs and butt filled out--plump. Noah loved to grab thick handfuls of her bottom, feel flesh yield beneath feathers, drag his claws across it. She became more sensitive, too, so little things like that made her quiver and moan. Her belly softened, waist shaping, breasts swelling to a modest cup size. The nipples beneath were so sensitive she could barely handle them being teased.

On sunny days, in their apartment, light through the cracked blinds made her naked body soft and shining. She loved lying on her back, wings fanned out, limbs supine in surrender while her naked lover stood over her. Noah, his hands slipping her wrists into a gentle set of leather cuffs and hanging them on a bedpost. Lilly remained totally nude except for the Soothers she wore. She had stopped wearing them out and about a few months ago, but she still enjoyed slipping them on during her play with Noah. Something about the goggles made everything _feel_better. The pleasure became deeper, more robust.

They became another toy in the bedroom. She would slip them on, Noah would fiddle with the settings on his phone, and every touch became like their first time.

Noah climbed onto the bed. Navy blue sheets wrinkled under his weight as he crawled between Lilly's legs. There, her half-hard cock throbbed, leaking precum. Her heavy dosage of HRT made it impossible for her to become fully erect, but it did not stop any of her pleasure--merely changed it. Her orgasms became more full-bodied, with less of a refractory period. Noah spread her thighs, resting on his elbows. He cupped her balls and whispered, "These have gotten so small."

"Mhmm," Lilly breathed. "You like that?"

"Heh, you're so girly now, Lilly."

"Not girly enough."

Noah growled in agreement. "You won't be girly enough till you're a full-fledged hen."

"Yes, master," Lilly breathed. "I want to carry your eggs."

"All you're good for, hmm?" He released her balls and dragged his claws across her inner thighs.

"T-tease." It felt so good to be touched by Noah. She had quickly become addicted to every part of him. His smell, his touch, the rich timbre of his voice. She was trapped in a permanent orbit around him.

Noah nuzzled her crotch, beak brushing her cock. His nares flared in a deep breath. "Even your scent's girly," he rumbled. The claws on her thighs pinched down, making Lilly squirm a little. It hurt, but the sharp sensation felt good. It made her heat up more, panting as Noah nuzzled through the soft feathers on her belly, up to her breast. She gasped, feeling his thick cock rub across her tailfeathers, but Noah didn't mount her yet. He cupped her dainty breasts in a palm, smirking at her. Her beak pinched tight as his scaly palms groped and ground against her tender areola, nipples constantly stiff from the HRT.

Constantly sensitive, too.

Noah's beak opened, thin tongue darting out across one nipple. It lashed her pale pink flesh, standing out now that Noah squeezed her breast. She craned her neck and moaned as his tongue made slow circles around her nipple. Need and heat flushed through her loins, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, tugging on him to urge him closer, to take her.

Noah remained firm, though, blowing warm air across her nipple before pinching it with finger and thumb. Lilly bucked against him, suddenly in pain before more soothing licks brought pleasure back. She gasped and whined, "Noah, please..." He looked up from her chest, eyes smoldering.

"Please what?"

"I need you," Lilly whispered, "inside me." She emphasized this by rolling her hips, feeling her master's firm length against her rump.

"So needy."

Lilly nodded furiously. Her rim clenched, burning with an itch only his cock could sate.

"Never want to take your time and explore..." Noah trailed off as his thumb idly flicked her nipple.

"C-can you blame me?" Lilly asked. "When master is just so hot and hung..."

"Hehehe," Noah chuckled. "You're adorable when you're trying to be sexy."

Lilly huffed and threw her legs off him. "Fine, maybe I don't want you to fuck me."

"Alright." Noah made to get up but she quickly hooked her legs back around him and yanked him on top of her.

"You're not supposed to call my bluff, jerk!"

Noah laughed into her neck while she playfully continued fuming:

"You ruined the moment."

Noah propped himself on his elbows so he could look at her. "I'm still hard, you're still lubed up down there. How are things ruined?"

"Oh so you think you're going to still fuck me now, huh?"

Noah grinned and shoved himself up so he stood on his knees in front of her. He grabbed his cock, shaft thick enough his hands only just wrapped all the way around it. He gave the tool a slow pump, peeling back the foreskin around his glans, revealing the precum that had been building up there. Lilly caught the rich smell of fresh cock and shuddered and moaned.

Noah made a pleased grumble in his throat. "I'll never get tired of what this does to you."

Panting renewed, Lilly spread her thighs and presented herself best she could with her hands bound. "Please, master. Breed me, make me your hen."

"Heh, good girl." Sometimes all it took was his musk and praise to get Lilly off. She moaned, practically trembling, as Noah grabbed her ankles and put them over his left shoulder. Thighs closed meant she would be tighter, harder to enter, but she didn't think to protest. His weight pushed her legs down, his cock nestled into her cheeks, grinding around the downy feathers till the tip found slick flesh.

She gasped as he penetrated her, fat cock pummeling her rear open. The itch, sated, sank into a blissful burn as his meat split her open. He halted a few inches inside her, and her white-feathered rump clenched down on the charcoal colored shaft. She sucked in a breath as he readjusted his position over her, getting closer, chest pressing her legs down into her torso. Her body bent into a C. He could kiss her like this, but he didn't right away.

He whispered, "You good, Lilly?"

Same question he asked the first time he took her. Only difference was the name he spoke, and this is why Lilly knew she loved him without question. Even with total mastery of her, he still wanted to care for her, to not just use her.

It was harder taking him like this, but the lube she applied before he cuffed her helped immensely. She nodded and whispered, "I'll be okay."

"Good," Noah growled. He forced the rest of his cock inside her and Lilly's beak opened in a silent howl. The burn of being penetrated, of rough stab at her insides from being so full, these things blurred into pleasure. Partly helped by the Soothers, partly from past experience. His fat head rammed her prostate, which caused her worthless balls to clench a little. Her cock flexed what little it could and spat seminal fluid across her feathers.

Noah kissed her then, their beaks closing together. Their tongues tangoed from one maw to another, drool slipping between them. Noah pumped his hips, his dick dragging out then squishing back in. She yielded easily for him. Her supple, soft tunnel clenched down on each full thrust. Her body, on instinct, worked to hold him there at the deepest part of her. As if it already knew he should breed her. It was all she really wanted. To cede every part of herself to every part of him.

And as his cock churned up her insides, she felt the heat in her core toss and turn. Her rear and thighs went a little numb. Noah plugged away, breaking the kiss to focus on fucking her harder. His face fell into the feathers of her collarbone, while she tried to catch her breath, face flushed and eyes watering a little. Her tongue lolled from her beak, her head falling backwards as Noah's hips pummeled her rear--his heavy balls slapping her plush, bubble butt. She moaned, her cries practically smacked out of her by Noah. Precum and lube leaked from her abused rim, which had puffed up from the pounding.

Noah snarled and bit her shoulder with his beak. That hooked tip nearly tore open her flesh. She screamed, that sharp, sensuous pain the final ecstasy she needed. She went crashing over the edge as cock continued to plap plap plap its way through her. That hard shaft, her master's shaft, was the only thing that ever got her to cum anymore. Toys would never cut it, and Lilly quite simply felt addicted to this drug that was Noah. She saw white, her head emptied of any thoughts but him and him and him. Noah, her wonderful master making her his hen. Slamming into her with a furious exhale, groan muffled by her shoulder.

His cock throbbed inside her, spongy tip swelling with fire and lust and life before seed spilled from it. Lilly fought against her bindings, wanting to hug him tight and hold him against her, but he had total control. His cum, hot inside her, swam around her innards. His nuts clenched and jumped, working as if he'd tied some bitch in heat. Even after nine blasts of virile hawk seed, his cock continued to leak inside her, and she could do nothing but clench and mewl and beg for more.

"Yes, master. That's it... I can feel your cum. Give me more, mark me so everyone knows who I belong to."

Noah's dick flexed inside her and a fresh wave of spunk came at her words. It made the heat in her belly all the more satisfying. The fact she did this to him. She was his, utterly, completely, but she had no doubt that only she could bring Noah this level of satisfaction and pleasure. Perhaps, that thought, was what made her clench down and moan weakly as another ripple of an orgasm worked through her. Perhaps it was just the image of her, heavy with his eggs, riding her soaked cunny up and down his wonderful cock as he seeded her like he did now.

***

"I'm not sure what's harder to get used to," Anna said as she took a seat with Lilly, "seeing you in a dress or seeing you without your goggles."

"Hehe, not a fan of the changes?" Lilly asked. She grinned and took a drink from her snifter, the lip of the glass with a dip that made it easier to drink with a beak. They met at a small pub not far from campus, having made a habit of meeting there every week. Noah had a class that ran till eight in the evening that semester, so Lilly stayed here until her boyfriend finished.

Anna waved at the bartender, a mink who dipped his head in acknowledgement. They had become happy hour regulars. He took her drink order before Anna said, "Oh I love the changes. A little jealous at how hot you look."

Lilly preened at the comment. "Jealous, huh?"

"Mhmm, though of you or Noah I'm not sure," the secretary bird teased with a wink.

"Stop!" Lilly giggled and nudged her friend. "How is your recent boytoy working out?"

"It's not," Anna said with a shrug. "We can't all luck out and end up dating our hot rich friends."

Lilly shook her head. "I'm not rich, though, just hot."

"That an invitation?" Anna said with a quirked brow.

"Mmmm, your drink is here," Lilly said as the bartender returned.

He set down Anna's Long Island and she took a drink from a straw. She said, "Don't think I'm going to let you off the hook."

"I'd hope you wouldn't," Lilly said. Her thighs got warm saying it, but she held back any blush. Her attraction to Anna hadn't waned at all, and it felt so good to flirt so openly, to be wanted so openly.

"Really, Lilly, it's great to see you like this."

"Without the goggles you mean?"

"Not just the goggles! You've changed so much, and when you came out you practically blossomed into this new, wonderful person."

"Gosh, stop it," Lilly said, now unable to hide her blush.

Anna placed her hand on Lilly's. "I mean it. It's been really special, you know? Being your friend, seeing how happy you've become."

"I had a lot of help," Lilly said. She liked Anna's hand on hers. She leaned a little closer to her and said, "I don't know how I'd ever thank you or Noah."

"Have you tried sucking his cock?"

"Anna!" Lilly gave her a playful shove. Laughing, both women took a drink. Lilly already felt a little flush. She had gotten here sooner and was on her second beer, having gotten a taste for the stronger stuff thanks to Noah. Her hormone therapy had made her a total lightweight. So she was not exactly thinking clearly when she said, "It all started when Noah gave me those goggles, you know."

Anna asked, "Is that when you two started hanging out more?"

She moved the conversation there a little unintentionally, but the secret had been eating her up. Lilly wanted to gush about how the goggles changed her life--how they made her comfortable enough to accept her repressed sexuality and gender. "It is," she told Anna, "but the goggles are special."

"They are?"

Lilly nodded and leaned close, talking just above a whisper to be heard over the chatter of the pub. "You can't tell anyone."

"Okay?" Anna gave her a look.

"I mean it! They're prototypes. Noah's family are high up in some tech company. It's where all his money comes from, and the goggles."

"Are they, like, some google glass type thing?"

Lilly nodded eagerly. "Yeah! They're called Soothers. They use a bunch of different stuff to treat anxiety."

"Oh," Anna leaned back from Lilly and went, "Huh."

"Huh?"

"So how do they work?" Anna asked.

Lilly forgot about being secretive and just said, "There are settings on Noah's phone and he set it up to help me relax."

"Wait, _Noah_had control of them?" Anna looked appalled. "Lilly..." her beak opened and closed, struggling for words. Lilly's previous bubbliness started to sink.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"I don't know... I mean, I like Noah a lot, Lilly, but did he ever let you have input on the settings? If these things can treat anxiety, isn't it risky to let someone else have complete control if they're not a doctor or something? Like just how much influence can they have on you?"

Anna was not wrong. Lilly frowned. "I guess... but I'm happy, Anna, and I don't even need the goggles anymore. I just wear them for fun sometimes."

"Fun?"

"Yeah," Lilly regretted saying that but knew she could not reseal this can of worms. "Noah can set them so things feel good. I'll wear them when we do edibles or drink, or when we're having sex."

Anna's eyes widened. "Sex?" she hissed.

Lilly cringed. "What's wrong with that?"

Anna turned and took a long drink.

"Anna?"

Her friend spun in her stool to face her. "It's fine--it's fine. You're not wearing them now so they can't be affecting your judgement, right? It's not like you put them on and then get fucked."

"Uh, yeah," Lilly said, quickly taking her own drink. She lied of course, not mentioning how Lilly wore the Soothers day and night for months while dating Noah.

"I mean, I'm not the type of girl to say you can't at all consent while drunk or high. You just usually work out those boundaries before taking something, right?" Anna added, talking more to herself. "I just..." She took Lilly's hand in both of hers and pulled it in her lamp. "You're very important to me, Lilly, and I just want to make sure you're safe."

A part of Lilly's old anxiety had been grumbling in her stomach, threatening to claw its way back into her chest, but Anna's words suppressed it. She'd not fucked up. She'd not upset her friend. She hugged Anna tight. "Thank you," she said against Anna's slender neck, "for caring so much."

"Of course," Anna said, squeezing her a moment before breaking the embrace. She held Lilly by the shoulders and said, "I need you to do me a favor, though."

"Mhmm?"

"When you get the chance. Look at that app on Noah's phone. Really go through the settings and see what all is in there, and if there is anything alarming you tell me right away, okay?"

Lilly glanced at the pub door, but it'd be another hour before Noah arrived. She wanted him to save her from making such a commitment. It made her sick to even question whether Noah had her best interests in mind. Of course he did; he loved her like no one ever had.

But she knew Anna would not let this go, knew everything Anna said made sense. It would be foolish not to check. She should have asked to see it the day Noah gave her the goggles.

"Okay, I'll do it."

Anna cocked her head a little and smiled. "Thank you, sorry to be a downer about this."

"I know you're just watching out for me. It's okay."

"You sure?"

"I am," Lilly said, "But I also know we have nothing to worry about."

***

Lilly's opportunity to check came the next morning. She considered just insisting Noah show her what was on the app, but the thought of confronting him like that ate her up inside. She wanted this to be nothing, and she didn't want to hurt Noah by calling into question their trust.

Fortunately, Noah liked to take long showers. So while he was in the bathroom, Lilly, dressed in a nightgown, sat on their couch and opened up his phone. The lock screen was the same as his pin number, which she knew after borrowing his debit card countless times. Anxiety already rampant, she almost doubled over on the couch as she opened the App.

It logged Noah in immediately, popping up with a "Welcome, Noah!" message from a smiling sprite. The round-faced emoji wore a pair of Soothers like the ones Lilly owned. She thumbed through some settings. First there were the current statuses: with the Soothers on and synced, the app could track them via GPS, monitored things like heart-rate, body temperature, whether someone wore the goggles or not. These did not unsettle Lilly much, since a smart watch provided the same details with ease. She moved onto Soother Settings, which accessed a set of three options: Sensory, Emotional, Intellectual. Sensory's tree of options and sliders really did not offer any surprises for Lilly. She _knew_things felt better with the Soothers, though, a setting that made it easier to interpret pain as pleasure did explain her slight masochistic tendencies since dating Noah.

Still, nothing that upset her, until she moved onto the other two trees. Here she saw options that laid out clear changes in her psyche since wearing the Soothers. Submissiveness, sociability, agreeableness, femininity, sexuality, and several other options were tipped in directions that obviously led to her current identity. She stared at the phone, in quiet shock, as the weight of these things hung around her.

Down the hall, the bathroom door opened. Lilly threw Noah's phone across the couch, trembling as she sprung to her feet, only to fall over as her head spun. She heard Noah coming down the hall, asking, "Hey, babe, you seen my phone?" Lilly barely heard him. Something she hadn't felt since the Soothers roared through her. A panic attack. Her throat felt closed up and sore.

"Babe?"

She tried to suck in a breath, but couldn't seem to get air to her lungs.

"Shit, Lilly," Noah swept around the couch and scooped her up in his arms. Some quiet part of her admired how strong her partner was, how easy he made it look to carry her to their bedroom. Noah set her down, whispering, "Shh, shh, you're safe, Lilly. There's nothing to worry about. We can stay in today, okay?"

She wrapped her arms around Noah and pulled him down against her. His warmth and weight soothed her, his scent sedating, even as she also screamed inwardly that he did this to her. She'd been tailored to react like this. Yet she still couldn't speak. She just fought for breath, and around her breathing came heavy sobs as she began to weep into Noah's shoulder. She stayed burrowed against him, and he lay patiently with her, stroking, whispering sweet nothings. The concern in his voice undoubtedly real, but...

What was she to him, really?

She never worked up the strength to ask right away. As her crying finally died down, she found exhaustion swept through her. She could not say when she fell asleep, only knew that one moment she went weak and waking into a dark, dreamless slumber.

She didn't know how long she slept. She woke with Noah hugging her waist, spooning her. Her throat stung from all the crying she did. As she stirred, so did Noah. He propped himself up on his elbow and whispered, "Hey."

Lilly did not know what to say. She craved his touch, craved his comfort. She wanted to stay in and watch bad movies, eat delivery pizza, and drink cheap beer. She wanted to forget what she saw on his phone.

Noah stroked her cheek. "Don't worry, I've already cancelled our plans. You've been asleep for about an hour. How are you feeling?"

"I... I know about the Soothers, what you did to me."

"Oh... well shit."

She found some semblance of courage and sat up, backing away from him until she rested against the bed's headboard. "Is that all you have to say?"

"No, no..." Noah held up his hand. "I just... I'm sorry for lying to you. How about we start there?"

"You didn't just lie to me," Lilly managed. She found anger and terror bubbled up and down her throat, making her voice shaky. "You... changed me, Noah." She held her hands up to her face. "How am I supposed to know who I really am?"

"Lilly, please..." he reached for her, and she slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch me!"

He grimaced. She knew him well enough to know it not some act. His brow furrowed, his crest feathers flattened. He was gutted, and seeing him like that just made it harder for her to stand her ground. If he had gotten angry or indignant, if he remained cold and unrepentant, this might have been easier.

Noah whispered, "The thing I did to you... I should honestly be jailed for it. I mean, fuck, pretty evil, right?" He waited for her to say something, but it was all Lilly could do to keep from breaking down again. Noah continued, "I just--I didn't know if I should have ever let you know, but it has been eating me up inside for months, Lilly, I swear. It's why I insisted you stop wearing the goggles all the time. I was so afraid that this wonderful, vibrant person I fell in love with was just something I made up, and it's not. You're not."

"How can you say that?" Lilly asked, trembling. "Who even knows who I'd be if I never put those stupid things on?"

Noah leaned forward, but did not move to touch her. "Can I ask you something, Lilly?"

She shrugged, breaking eye contact, unable to look at him. She wiped away a few tears beading in her eyes.

"Have I made you happy?"

The question hit like a wallop in her chest. Biting back a sob, she mumbled, "Of course you have you idiot. I-I've never been happier..."

"I don't want to downplay what I did, and I want you to hold me accountable to being honest to you, but after knowing how happy I've made you, how happy we've been together, can't we just keep being that?"

She glanced at him and saw he held out a hand.

"If you really want to end it I won't stop you. I'll even help you find a place," Noah said, eyes pleading, "But please... I don't want to lose you. You mean so much to me."

And she couldn't deny how much she loved him, how much she wanted to forgive him. Lilly did not care if it was the easy choice, if it wasn't the right choice, she took his hand in both of hers. Before Noah might do anything she tugged his hand against her chest.

"Promise me," Lilly whispered, "th-that you'll never do something like this again. To me or anyone else. Swear on our love, if it means so much to you."

He nodded. "I swear."

"Good, now come here and hold me."

***

Lilly sucked in a breath as Noah knelt before her in their bathroom. "It looks great," Noah said. He examined Lilly's new sex, a pair of pale, puffy folds. Her pussy was a neat line on her body, currently snug with a spreader she needed to keep inserted during her recovery.

It had been four months since Lilly found out the truth, three since her bottom surgery. Three, long months of surgeries and recovery. The feathers on her abdomen hid the scars where they had successfully implanted the reproductive organs she and Noah desired. That had been the riskiest part, but Noah's family wealth went a long way to finding a compatible donor and one of the few surgeons capable of the operation.

If the bastard was going to use his connections to get a hold of one of those goggles before it hit the market, he best also use them to give Lilly everything she now wanted. Whether it was what Lyle would have wanted so long ago she no longer cared.

Noah broke her reverie by nudging the spreader inside her. "Okay if I remove this now?"

"The sooner the better," Lilly said. They had been good. Lilly hadn't once used her new pussy until the date and time the doctors told her she could live without the spreaders. They kept her body from stitching her new sex shut, kept it from seeing this entrance as a wound.

The risk of that had long passed really, but Noah and Lilly agreed they wanted this done right. Lilly let out a little sigh when Noah removed the spreader. The sensation on her pussy was strange. He dropped the thin dildo in the bathroom sink. Lilly noticed Noah's nares flaring.

"Is it really so strong a scent?" Lilly asked, a little self-conscious.

"It's a good scent," Noah said. With his two index fingers, he spread her lips open. She only saw her clitoral hood and labia, but Noah licked his beak at what he saw. "You look so good. You're drenched down here."

"You know I-I can't help that..."

Lilly couldn't. Despite all the advances in surgery, transitions still weren't one to one, and something Lilly could not have is a sex that knew when to self-lubricate. The choice had been one that always remained wet or one that would always need lubricant for sex. She chose the former. It meant needing to wear pads or tampons when she was out and about, but, well... Lilly would be lying if her and Noah both didn't find this new reality for her arousing. Always wet for him, always ready for his cock.

He released her, which disappointed Lilly a bit. Noah got up and hugged her, whispering, "You're so beautiful, Lilly. I'm really proud of you."

"So mushy," Lilly complained, burrowing her head in his chest. She wore no pants, and now all the other clothes Noah and she wore felt like too much. She asked, "How long do you think it will take me to get pregnant?"

"Definitely by tonight."

"That so?"

"You want to wait another three months?"

"Psh, you couldn't keep your hands off me that long."

Noah tilted her head up, nuzzling her cheek before he said, "I could say the same for you."

Noah made to kiss her, but Lilly put a finger on his beak. "I'm not letting my pussy's first time be in our bathroom."

"Hehehe, what do you mean? Isn't over the toilet the most romantic--"

She cut him off by lifting her arms overhead. "Just carry me to bed."

"Such a brat," Noah playfully growled while picking her up in a short bridal carry to their bed. Noah set her down then started stripping off his clothes. Lilly unclasped the back of her blouse so she could get her wings out of it, then threw it off. She'd not been wearing a bra, so now waited bare in the bed. She cupped one of her breasts. Her bust had not grown much more, but she still found satisfaction in her chest. She squeezed one tit, pinching her pink nipple between two of her scaly, dark fingers. She sucked in a breath and whispered, "God I can't wait till these swell up with milk."

"I can't wait to taste it," Noah said. She looked up and found him nude, his heavy cock already at half-mast. She resisted the urge to move and bury her beak in his crotch. She suspected...

Noah got on the bed beside her, lying on his side, propped up on his elbow. He petted her downy belly and said, "Can't decide if I want to eat you out before or after I fuck you."

"Sixty-nine?" Lilly suggested.

Noah grinned. "Just don't make me cum down your throat."

"I wouldn't dream of letting you waste it."

Laughing a little, Noah lay back while Lilly got into position above him. Her view suddenly became full of Noah's waist and crotch. His pungent, virile musk made her new interior muscles flex. She felt Noah's hands on her rear, groping that familiar, plush rump before his thumbs spread her dripping cunny. Lilly nuzzled into Noah's soft pubic feathers, letting her thoughts melt into the haze of his scent. She moaned like a happy little slut, her pussy untouched yet winking already. She opened her beak wide, sliding her tongue against the shaft. He nearly reached his full erection, but not quite yet. Lilly's tongue swirled around his tip, narrow muscle working under his foreskin. She cleaned this space daily, but it still had a salty, meaty flavor between foreskin and glans, his precum lapped up as she worshipped him.

Just before she made to swallow him in her maw, Noah's tongue shocked her from her reverie. Her toes curled as tongue dug between her folds, exploring her labia, swirling around her clitoral hood before it darted into her vent. Her sensitivity there surprised her. A buzz of pleasure sang through her crotch followed by the sudden, unexpected euphoria of this act. She grabbed Noah's thighs, face falling into his black-feathered balls. Her nares flared from the sweaty, ripe scent of those heavy nuts. "Fuck... oh God..." her body coursed with heat. She couldn't believe how easy the tension mounted in her. Noah, beak practically wrapped around her crotch, swirled his tongue in her vent while sucking. That suction caused sensation all over her labia and clit, escalating the pleasure buzzing from her crotch. She finally had a pussy... and it felt so good. Her wings clenched to her back, tailfeathers twitching, as her orgasm crashed with an exhilarating blend of gender euphoria.

No rush of fluids met Noah, but the rhythmic contractions of her body, the gasps and moans, told him that Lilly had been brought to her first orgasm with her new sex. Noah kept up his assault: his tongue moving to massage her clit in long lashing strokes. Eventually, Lilly was squealing, trying to pull away, but Noah held her in place, tasting and teasing her even further till Lilly begged:

"No-Noah! Please! It-it's so much..."

Noah finally yanked his beak away with a click of his tongue. He forced two fingers into her worked up cunny, the scaly digits immediately squeezed. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" He jammed the fingers to his knuckle, curling them to where Lilly's prostate remained. While it was functionally worthless, it still acted as a sharp button of pleasure that caused Lilly to scream.

She saw white, and when she came to Noah had slipped out from under her. He held her waist up, her tailfeathers resting against his abdomen. He was going to mount her like a bitch, which Lilly submitted to completely, lifting her tail further, grinding her butt back into the firm heat of his meaty tool.

Noah angled his cock down so it kissed her entrance. "You ready, love?"

"Yes..." Lilly breathed, "Please master."

"Mmm, please what?"

Lilly groaned in protest, wiggling her hips, but Noah's firm grip kept her from sinking backwards onto his shaft. Face flushed, she forced her front half up and looked over her shoulder at him. "Breed my cunt, make me a fat hen. I wanna lay egg after egg for you, master, please...

"Good girl," Noah whispered before he drove inside her cunt.

So different from having her asshole taken. Her cunt yawned around the fat spire of meat, which slid easily inside her. A single thrust and Noah slammed against her cervix. The barrier to her new womb battered so hard it left Lilly a little winded.

"Fuck," Noah huffed. His claws dug into her flesh, voice a tight growl as he said, "God I've dreamt of this moment for so long."

"Noah..." Lilly breathed, "don't stop now." She felt his pulse up and down the length of his rod. His crotch was squished wetly to Lilly's, her inner walls barely big enough to contain him. She felt stretched to her limit, but the fullness felt so delectable. Different from her ass, a different kind of stimulating heat. Her pussy practically burned for him. Noah collapsed across her back, her tailfeathers and wings flattening between them as his chest rested to her back. He nuzzled her nape and admitted, "I don't know how long I'll last, Lilly."

"I don't care," Lilly huffed. "Breed me, master."

With a little growl, Noah wrapped an arm around Lilly's throat, other planted in the bed beside her. His grip nearly choked her as Lilly's master held her in place and gave her pussy its first of many breedings. His pendulous balls smacked her crotch, getting wetter and wetter with the mixture of arousal that spilled freely from Lilly's cunt. Noah's hips rolled in long, hard thrusts. He panted and quaked against her. Lilly's master was all sweat and strength and power. Her head hung limply in his grip, tongue lolling from her beak, moaning on every thrust.

His cock not only knocked against her prostate, but plumbed her new sensitive sex's walls as well. Each piston in her brought a new wave of heat and pleasure exploding outward around her sensitive crotch. She would have fallen into the bed had Noah not been holding her up. This plateau of new pleasures left her buzzing, breathless. Her legs felt like jello, fighting to hold her up while he worked in and out until his dam finally burst. Those swollen glands ground and rubbed against Lilly's cervix a moment, Noah panting as he snarled, "Take it... Take my seed, pet."

"Yes! Mast--oh, fuck!" the sudden rush of heat spilling inside Lilly broke off any subservient pleas she might offer her master. Noah had always shot thick, virile loads, but this time she felt its weight, its heft. That sperm swarming against and through her cervix, spunk entering her womb and making it react to the sudden heat. Lilly was certain that the feeling of being seeded alone could make her cum. It was like she felt her body already react, prime itself for ovulation. All these little ripples and spasms in her ticked and twitched across her flesh, the osprey breathless as she experienced her first proper breeding. And Noah's nuts quietly lifted and fell against her snatch, pumping her full enough that sticky ropes of sperm quickly began to spill out around her enraptured cunt.

***

Heavy, warm and heavy and horny. Her pussy burned with need even as she sat with Noah's cock sheathed inside her.

Noah might as well have been right about knocking her up their first night. Months later and Lilly carried the healthy swell of their clutch. She felt even more beautiful with a gravid belly, her breasts plumping up for the impending child on the way. Those breasts in Noah's large hands right now.

Noah sat on the couch with his shirt still on, pants tugged down. Lilly straddled his hips, her pregnant belly pushing against him while she rode his cock. Behind her the TV played some movie neither pair cared for. Lilly tossed her head back as she rocked on Noah's lap. It was a languid pleasure, letting his dick grind around inside her while he played with her milk-heavy breasts. The hawk continued to grope and squeeze one while the other he licked and teased with his tongue. He planted his beak around her breast much like he did when eating her out, sucking and licking and teasing that tender flesh.

Lilly's back arced in a moan interrupted by a knock on their apartment door.

Noah's head shot up with, "Fuck, she's early."

"Don't worry, master. She knows the score." She planted her hands on Noah's shoulder, and, with a great deal of effort, lifted off his cock. That dark mast glistened with her femme cum, filaments of it connecting the tip to her pouting pussy lips for just a moment. She got off the couch and almost fell over, legs a little numb. Noah moved to help her, but Lilly stopped him. "How about you turn off the TV and get the Soothers set up for me?"

Noah smirked. "Going to answer the door like that?"

"I want to see her face," Lilly said before she did a shaky strut to their front door. She waited for Noah to retreat back to their bedroom before opening the door for Anna, who squawked and covered her face when she saw Lilly. Lilly, naked and pregnant, pussy dripping and wet, nether lips still hanging open, her breasts leaking wet trails and milk through her feathers.

"Lilly!" Anna squawked, but didn't stop her when Lilly grabbed the protesting hen and yanked her inside. She shut the door and pressed Anna against it. The slender secretary bird gasped as Lilly kissed her. Anna did not resist the kiss. It was not the first the two had shared, but it would be the first time Anna let Noah join Lilly and her.

When Lilly broke the kiss she whispered, "Sorry, I got too horny waiting for you."

"You're such a slut," Anna accused.

"Mmmm, you love it."

"You bet I do," Anna said, her hands groping Lilly's sides. She now sported soft, squishy love handles that Anna loved to squeeze. A little show of affection with the hands. Lilly led one of those hands down to her pussy. Anna rubbed her fingers against that dripping sex, getting a little gasp from her friend.

Lilly smiled, seemingly drunk, and said, "Noah and I will be waiting in the bedroom. Leave your clothes here."

Lilly left the slender secretary bird with a little sashaying show, tailfeathers lifted to reveal her fattened up butt. She found Noah setting down his phone, naked with the Soother's in hand. "It's all set up, babe."

Lilly smiled and nuzzled his cheek. "Mmm, thank you, master."

"Gonna call me that in front of Anna?"

"I'm going to make sure she's calling you that by the end of the night," Lilly said with a little smirk.

Noah chuckled and kissed her, then whispered, "You're more diabolical than me."

"I learned from the best."

"I-I'm ready," Anna announced from the doorway.

Lilly took the Soothers from Noah and stepped up to Anna. "You know the rules."

Lilly had made Noah promise to never use the Soothers again to change someone, but Lilly had made no such promise to Noah. And so, it was without hesitation, Anna took the Soothers from her and slipped them on, tightening the straps for her more narrow face.

Lilly wondered if Anna knew, if she was letting it happen. Anna had admitted over the last month of their affair that she couldn't get off without Lilly there, and soon it would take Noah and his cock. The thought of her master having another hen to breed just made Lilly so...hot.

"Good girl," Lilly whispered.

"I... I'm ready to serve, mistress."

Lilly giggled and went to the bed, sitting back against the headboard. She spread her legs and rubbed her mound with three fingers. Her cum and some of Noah's precum spilled lewdly from the glistening sex as she told Anna, "You kept me waiting so long that Noah made a mess of me. You're going to clean it up while he gets your pussy ready."

Anna understood and climbed onto the bed. She got on all fours, head between Lilly's plump thighs. She could barely look up past that pregnant belly to Lilly. She asked, "Should I only use my mouth, mistress?"

"Yes," Lilly said before she released a sweet sigh. Anna began licking her cunny, lapping up all the messy fluids, her tongue slipping between Lilly's folds. Noah stood at the foot of the bed, smirking. He had his phone in hand.

"Taking a picture?" Lilly asked.

"How can I not?"

"Mmm... you should take another after you've pumped our pussies full of cum," Lilly said.

This gave Anna pause. She tried to sit up. "Wait, he's not going to wear--"

"Shhh, pet," Lilly shoved her back between her thighs. "Don't think pet. Remember, pets are just here for pleasure, aren't they?"

The smell of Lilly's pussy, those words... Anna's head felt foggy. "No... no thinking," she mumbled.

"That's it, just taste your mistress. You're gonna love getting bred, pet."

Anna's tongue got back to work. The conditioning had been so easy. Really, Lilly was impressed with Noah's restraint with her. Lilly appreciated not being made into a brainless slut, but that didn't mean it wasn't good to have a pet they could share amongst themselves.

Noah got behind Anna, lining his cock up with the secretary bird's dripping nether lips. As he entered her, Lilly could feel Anna's moans vibrating into her pussy. She scratched Anna's nape and encouraged, "That's it, pet. Let your master claim us both."