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Chapter 02 - Making Waves

The novelty and glamour of sailing a majestic ship across the open ocean quickly lost its lustre. That first day was glorious, with the wind whipping Talba and Vaulix's feathers as they commanded their crew, captaining the ship as well as could be expected; everything was new and exciting, giving each and every crew member a feeling of purpose and unity. It was everything they dreamed of. At first. But with the seas being relatively calm and there not being any conflict aside from learning that Chiryn had brought on board a stowaway, the entire trek quickly grew monotonous and boring.

The hippogryph Lysandra had spent the night below deck, brought on board by Chiryn in an attempt to help her find comfort away from the partying that was going on prior to departure. He was, in his own words, intending to shuffle her off the deck before sunrise but they had apparently engaged in some sort of heavy petting that resulted in either of them waking in time. No worries. Talba and Vaulix needed as many as four messengers to dash above and below deck, relaying messages. She, a heavy-bodied hippogryph with able wings, was perfectly fit for that role. So she was put to work.

Aside from that, for nearly a full week they saw nothing of note aside from a whale surfacing near them and a pod of dolphins that swam with them for a few hours. Nothing else. No other ships were seen on the horizon, be they good or bad. There were no signs of mythical sea creatures threatening them. No land, no islands, no volcanic activity. Just endless open ocean and a ship full of bored crew eagerly awaiting something, anything at all, to happen. Nothing at all for a full week.

The boredom had overtaken the crew so thoroughly that some sought conflict or games to keep themselves busy when not manning the sails or helping with the cooking. Generally speaking, every member of a crew was expected to be doing something to maintain the ship or help out other crew personnel unless they were sleeping. But on The Gem of the Ijimulian, it was a freshly constructed ship that had no need of repairs and they were sailing north of Rissen and Balico, where no conflict was found. This meant that half of anyone's shift was spent just staring out over the ocean or playing cards.

Below deck, the handful of cooks had taken to teaching other members how to use the kitchen. While Dunstan, Runa, Lexi, and Rex were the ones contracted to do the cooking, it was a skill applicable to any and all members of the crew. Food became the primary source of entertainment, at least until they found something more engaging to keep each other busy.

It had gotten so bad that pretty much every crew member had resorted to daily orgies. Nay, hourly orgies. Any time crew members were permitted to not be at their post, they were below deck in the personal chambers having a go at one another. Or above deck and bent over the railing as long as they didn't impede the duties of the others. Talba and Vaulix had personally hand-chosen almost every member of the crew, which meant that most of them were either promiscuous or at least casual enough about that sort of thing that such behaviour was seen as normal.

Naturally, when all else failed to entertain, bodies started to entwine with one another. There were certainly worse ways to spend time while waiting for something to happen.

Which was why, when Talba and Vaulix passed off their captaining duties to Lethias and Storm, Talba wanted to get in on the action. The moment they got below deck, she grabbed Vaulix by the collar of his captain's uniform and pushed him through the door to their chambers, beak preening his neck and chest all the while. "I love it when you take command." She whispered in his ear before tackling him onto their bed.

He landed with her on top of him, straddling his waist. He went to slip out of his jacket, but Talba grabbed his talon. And stopped him.

"No, keep it on." She instructed before slipping out of her own uniform. "Everyone else is having so much fun being ordered around by you. It's my turn." She still wore her trousers while straddling him, making it more than a little bit of a challenge.

Vaulix growled playfully and clicked his beak shut while grabbing the lace of her trousers, pulling it to release the knot before sliding the waist band down over her thighs, revealing her plump lips. She was so eager that a thick trail of slime bridged from her vulva to the inside of her under-garments. From his position laying on his back, Vaulix had to prop himself up on one arm to bury his snout in Talba's lower belly, tongue snaking out to taste her folds and hook on her flesh from inside. He grinned and grabbed her by the rump cheeks and pulled her over his body, forcing her to sidle her way up to a position where she was on her knees straddling his face. After a moment of struggling to get her trousers off, she ended up fully nude, pussy hovering just over the crest of his beak.

He loved the view, so he grabbed both of her rump cheeks, caressed the base of her tail, and urged her to relax so her knees widened and she descended upon his muzzle, slowly wrapping her lips around his snout. She was so aroused and so tender he had no problem parting his upper and lower beak to probe her depths with his tongue. At the same time, he wrapped both of his arms around her thighs to awkwardly collect some of her fluid, which he then smeared all over her pink pucker. This got her to flag her tail up, exposing her hole as she involuntarily leaned over him on all fours.

While he was a little disappointed he didn't get to keep using his beak to pleasure her, he loved having so much of her hovering over him; he leaned into her and preened her belly fur and chest feathers while each of his fingers poked and prodded her tail hole, gently easing her open a bit at a time. It wasn't long at all before he managed to get a pair of fingers from each hand into her, opening her up to expose the dark red folds of her rump's insides. She was still soaked from the fluids he'd applied, so he eagerly forced his fist into her, all fingers converged into one point to ease her open as he twisted and ground against her.

She threw her mane back and leaned into his fist's penetration, tail still up and loins clenched in a way that pushed her lips out to practically beg for any flesh he had to offer. Naturally, mere moments passed before her donut dilated enough to swallow him right to the wrist. Inside, he balled up his fist and tugged gently, imitating the sensation of a knot as his knuckles pulled on her flesh from inside. He then took this moment to slip his other hand up between her legs to do the same to her pussy, caressing it gently before plunging his hand into her.

With his one hand a fist in her rump and his other hand open in her pussy, he got to work, using the pressure of one to accentuate the other. She was of course easy to please and loved all he had to offer; his knuckles in particular ground against her anterior wall, assaulting her g-spot so much she couldn't help but gush all onto his chest alongside a series of shuddering winks. He tried to catch as much of it in his mouth as he could, but almost all of it soaked into his chest feathers.

After a few intense thrusts and alternating pumps inside both her holes, he pulled out and spread apart her cheeks, gaping both entrances. The deep guttural squelches that escaped her as she relaxed and clenched was a turn on for both of them, so she leaned back and awkwardly fumbled around his groin, undoing his belt to expose his slit. Hidden within his trunks was the emerging head of his huge, bulbous member, oozing his own concoction of fluids into his own garments.

She shuffled back and aimed herself over top of it, now on her talons to get a bit more leverage; the difference in size meant there was no way she could kneel over his midsection and reach the tip of his emerging length. Once she had a good grip on him, she eased back and descended all the way down to his groin, his cock plunging with ease into her pussy as she winked her clit on his belly.

Talba lauged a bit and massaged his chest feathers while gently gyrating on top of him, relishing the sensation of his every cock ridge and scale throbbing inside her. Slowly and gently, she began bouncing on him, pausing in between each motion to let him enjoy it. In response, he grabbed her around the waist and held her in place as he began to quicken the pace. His loins slapped against hers, each thrust making an audible noise that had to have been heard outside, but he didn't care.

Faster and faster he went, getting a full-length thrust every time. She bounced, using her powerful legs to match his every thrust, maximizing the effort by splitting the motion between them. They kept this up until he dug his claws into her sides and flipped her over so that she was on her back and he was kneeling over top of her with enough force to break most beds. They had specifically ordered this one to be durable so it was fine.

From there, he slammed himself into her, flexing and tensing up every bump and ridge and scale of his inside her to maximize the sensation before he reared back and silently growled to the ceiling, claws digging into her hips and tail slamming down against the foot board of the bed. He erupted inside her, filling her so full that she started to leak even though his cock should have sealed her off. He had a lot of pent-up need to release after a week of mostly abstaining. Right when the final pump came, a sudden and intense pressure filled her as a massive egg passed through his cock into her.

He, unlike most, actually had an ovipositor, his member was not a cock in the traditional sense but a tool for depositing his eggs. And she got one right into her womb, directly implanted through his inverted ovipositor. The pressure was intense, but short lived; it passed through her and as soon as it crested her cervix and entered her womb, it left her with the subtlest of belly bulges and little else.

But then, after his climax died down, he collapsed on the bed next to her, one arm draped over her chest and cock slipping out of her as it went soft, leaving her to gush his essence onto the base of her tail. He nuzzled into her mane and growled contentedly before his vocalization shifted to a snore.

"Wait, are you kidding me?" Talba joked before flicking him on the beak. She clenched her loins and used her muscles to ensure her tail covered her plot, best ensuring no more mess escaped. She didn't want to make too big of a mess on her sheets and blankets.

In reality, she understood why he was so quick to pass out. He had been staying awake a lot longer than anyone else; given that he was one of the captains and an altruistic leader, he was always pulling extra duty to make sure others were comfortable and happy. This greatly ate into his personal time and it meant he only got a few hours of sleep a day, and this was the first time Talba had pounced him like this. She was just so needy that she didn't worry much about his fatigue. That was okay. They had a very open relationship and there were literally dozens of other crew members to accost.

She slipped out from under his arm and got to her feet, eventually squatting down and cleaning the mess out of herself with a towel. Once that was all taken care of and she was mostly pristine again, if a little plump and exactly the right amount of tender, she found her jacket and trousers and slipped out of their quarters. She had some needs to tend to.

Her initial quest was not nearly as successful as she hoped. Upon exiting her quarters, she immediately went above deck to join the rest of the crew as the sun set and the moon raised. Lethias was at the helm, while Storm was at the bow leading the way; Lysandra was passing back and forth between them, conveying information and updates constantly.

"Captain." Lethias acknowledged as she stepped up the stairs to the helm. "How may I help you? Weren't you supposed to be enjoying some well-deserved sleep?"

She leaned against the banister next to him. "Yeah, but I'm not all that tired right now. Honestly, I have other needs I must deal with."

"You should probably head below deck and get something to eat, then. The soup today smells wonderful, I bet you'd love it. Very meaty." He didn't even turn to look at her, he just kept his eye on the horizon, keenly watching Storm on the bow and Lysandra as she traced up and down the deck.

Talba huffed to herself, then lightly clawed the wood of the deck. She knew better than to bother Lethias while he was working. He was a consummate professional, there's no way he'd abandon his post even if it did mean bedding the captain. "You're probably right. Hungry for something, that's for sure." She nodded and offered a salute. "At ease, I guess I'll to sate my hunger." She then turned and deliberately swayed her hips while flagging her tail, ensuring the dim light of the evening glistened off the long hair of her tail and mane.

Lethias still didn't break his gaze from the horizon. "Many thanks, captain! Enjoy your meal!"

What she didn't notice was that Storm and Lethias were about to swap positions, had she stuck around she might have crossed paths with that gryphon; he, on the other wing, would have happily taken her up on her offer but he would have done so without breaking from his duties. He'd have bent her over the banister with one hand on the base of her tail and the other on the wheel. Alas, she was gone before he arrived, missing out on quite the opportunity for both of them.

This was more than a little frustrating for her - Lethias was quite the attentive partner and he possessed a hyper-sized member if the mood struck him well - but she was fine. Instead of trying to get him to be a little informal, she did as he suggested by slipping below deck and heading for the kitchen area, where she was pleased to smell that the soup did in fact have quite the delectable aroma.

Upon arriving in the kitchen she saw both the feline and the bear darting around the kitchen, desperately managing each of the dishes and the fire gemstones to keep the pot hot. They were chopping up ingredients, scoring the meat, seasoning the vegetables, and searing what they could in cast-iron pans before tossing it into the bubbling cauldron of stew. It was enough to feed the whole crew for days, and it was to be steadily updated over time. It was a forever soup, it never fully ran out, it just got new ingredients and a few buckets of salt water every other day or so. Mostly it was scraps but the two experts in the kitchen loved to elevate it into something special.

"What's on the menu?" She asked as she leaned over the counter, deliberately hoisting her tail in a provocative pose. Sadly, her rump end was facing away from them and they were very busy so they didn't notice. At least not at first.

"Just the soup, m'lady." Dunstan assured her. "We almost ran out so we're pulling in as many scraps and leftovers from this evening's meal to add to it so we'll be restocked for morning. Here, taste this." He grabbed a ladle and scooped out a bit of the saucy, hearty broth from the pot and offered it.

She blew on it and used her tongue to lap up a few samples. "It's a little on the salty side."

"Aye. Everything's a little on the salty side. We use the salt water from the ocean, which means we don't gotta use seasoning, but this guy forgot that and salted the beef fat!" He said, gesturing towards Runa, who threw his hands up in frustration.

The feline snarled a bit. "Oh come on, it was a rookie mistake. We just gotta add some, I dunno, rice or pasta or potatoes. Anything to absorb the salt. It's fine and stop whining, would ya?" He then turned to Talba. "So aside from the salt content, how is it?"

"Pretty damn good! Is this what you feed the rest of the crew? I might have to indulge some time." She, Vaulix, Storm, and Lethias got custom-made meals. Lethias regularly ate with the crew to show solidarity. Plus, Runa's soup was typically quite good, it had a reputation for intense flavour, even if it was often just a little too salty.

"Yeah, yeah. Tomorrow we're gonna be doing a roast meal for everyone, and any and all leftovers are going in the soup for the following days. You hungry? You want some?"

She paused and tapped her claw on the counter. "Yeah, but I'm not sure if you got time for me. You seem pretty busy, I'd be rude to take you away from such an important task."

Dunstan grabbed the ladle back and used it to stir the soup. "Yeah probably. Always pleasant to chat, m'lady, but we do have a lot of work to do. Not open to do custom orders until this soup is fully replenished and tomorrow's roast is prepared. I'd be happy to pour you a bowl, if you want."

"Actually, that sounds wonderful." She said with a smile, suddenly perking up. It wasn't what she came for, but the meaty flavours of the thick, saucy broth was actually pretty good and she was hungry in that way, too. A part of her wanted to crack a joke about using the egg Vaulix put into her in a meal, but she opted not to. Figured it was in bad taste.

Runa grabbed the ladle from Dunstan and poured the bowl for him, He put the bowl on a plate, then gave it to her with a big spoon. "Enjoy!" They both said, then got back to work.

She offered a salute by using the spoon, then nodded to both of them and left the kitchen. Her quest for cock continued. Maybe not so much cock as much as someone to get the egg out of her. She could just squat down and force it out, but that's nowhere near as fun as getting someone to help. Normally she'd get Vaulix to aid her in that task, as he was the one person outside of Storm that had no problems getting super rough with her - he knew how much she could handle and had restorative properties to his fluids anyway - but he was knocked out cold and in desperate need of a good sleep.

As she left the kitchen, two distinct fellows darted past her. It was two of the other messengers that zipped around the ship delivering information. Hida, the tiny blue dragon, and Katsumi the ocelittle. Given their tiny size and nimble nature, Talba seriously considered some kinky thoughts that involved one or both of them crawling all the way up into her to work together and push the egg out, but she didn't want to interrupt whatever it was they were doing. Both of them seemed remarkably busy and unavailable for her silly needs.

Captain Talba made her way down one deck after another, walking past pretty much every crew member that was awake, not wanting to interrupt what they were doing. Sure, the crew had been rather promiscuous ever since the boredom had set in, but as captain most folks were suddenly cautious around her. She had a reputation for bedding those she liked when ashore, but it seemed that ever since they set sail she needed to regain that reputation. Most either didn't pick up on her flirtation or were actively avoiding proposing anything fun to her in case she was doing something important.

At a certain point, this became her own problem to fix. She flirted, but she didn't possess the candour that characterized her while ashore. She needed to fix that if she was going to get any help.

That was, until she ran into Nib below deck. He was the primary architect of the Gem of the Ijimulian and was responsible for sourcing all the gemstones that lined its hull. The moment she got close to him next to his forge, he raised his head and looked over at her, ears up and a bulge immediately forming in his trousers. "Someone's in season." He said in a jovial tone.

"You have no idea." She huffed as she leaned against a nearby pillar. It was relieving to meet someone who wasn't at all shy. Of course, he was equine, so it made sense he'd be more attuned to her pheromones. "Vaulix and I had some fun, but he passed out."

He tapped a gemstone with a hammer, gently forming it under the heat of his forge. "Yeah, he's been working abnormally hard. Have you told him that he doesn't need to be awake at all hours of the day? He can sleep."

"Yeah, I told him that but he just can't let it go. He's so worried about this ship he doesn't feel entirely comfortable letting anyone else take the wheel unless it's me. He trusts Storm and Lethias, but it's not the same. I wore him out, though. He should sleep like a chick until morning." She sat down on a cannon near the forge, allowing the glow of the embers to bathe her in light. She was right next to a shutter that would open in the event they got engaged in combat. This cannon was primed for battle.

Nib leaned in and used some tongs to manipulate the gemstone. "Yeah, I get that. Especially with a new ship like this one. The drake cares plenty, it's only natural he might not find the balance for a while. Let him have this. Once we arrive in the Ijimulian, and we start meeting up with other ships, he's gonna need all the rest he can get when not captainin' the ship. He'll figure it out. No worries. And he will learn that we used the strongest materials and the purest gemstones we could get. The ship is mighty fine protected." He then turned to her. "So what brings you to my forge?"

She huffed a bit, her plumage standing on end. "Like I said, Vaulix is out cold. But before he passed out on me he left this massive egg in me and I can't seen to get it out. Wanna help?"

He halted his work to immediately stop and snort. "Oh. Yeah, I'd be happy to help. Should I get out the big work gloves, or-" He reached for the huge leathers that were clearly not going to be entering the captain, but she stopped him before he put them on.

"No, no. Not at all. But I mean, there are other ways to help, if you've got the time." She turned and bent over the cannon, tail up. She had no shame. No reason to be shameful, either.

Nib used the tongs to take the hot gemstone and toss it in the embers, leaving it to remain at that temperature while he worked on something else. He got to his hooves and peeled off his blacksmith's apron, tossing it onto the hanger that was mounted to the beam Talba had leaned against. "I think I can help you out with that, yeah." Under his apron, his slacks were bulging, his sheath swelling against their confines.

Talba saw this while glancing over her shoulder and got a little overzealous by turning and helping him disrobe. Like with Vaulix, she eagerly helped pull his string, undoing the knot and yanking his trousers down. His member, still half erect, popped up and slapped her on the beak, leaving a splash of precum all over her.

He looked mortified at this, hands up as he surrendered to her. He was not expecting her to cradle his cock in her palm and lick him clean of any mess that had coated his flesh. Her tongue even teased his cock hole a bit, coaxing more out of him. "O-oh, I see. You really are in the mood, eh?"

"You have no idea." She mused at him before turning back around and bending over the cannon. "So if you wanna help me out, please do. If not, I'll have to keep looking." She pumped her tail and winked her clit, but she was still wearing her trousers so he saw none of this, only the darkened slit that began to spread as her fluids soaked into the fabric, the matted garment perfectly forming around her plump mound and leaving little to the imagination.

Nib was not interested in trying to mount her through her clothes so he eased up against her, wrapping his arms around her waist to find and undo her string, tugging her trousers down in the process. All the while, his member was hard as could be and squished between his belly and her rump cheeks, teasing her all the while.

The moment her loins were exposed, she pumped her tail and winked her clit again, this time doing so with the deliberate intention of making a mess all over his groin. Mares tended to projectile squirt a lot, soaking their partners multiple times per session. She was only half mare, but that half of her was all equine and full of estrus.

Nib knew his time was limited, so he wasted none of it by standing tall behind the captain and aiming his horse cock right at her tail hole. He went to ease it down to her slit, always eager to pump that pussy full of his seed, but she stopped him from doing so.

"No, if you go in there, it'll stop the egg from coming out." She cautioned. And she was right. Had he entered that part of her, it'd give the egg nowhere to go. So he grabbed the base of her tail with both hands, then used his thumbs to guide his head up against that plump pucker of hers. Much to his delight, it took nearly no effort to slip into her, his length plunging into her depths with minimal friction. He was almost entirely hilted, her rump cheeks pressed against her thighs, before he felt the bulbous form of the egg through her booty walls.

"I don't know if I'm going to be able to reach, captain." He said in a deadpan voice.

"Ah well, do what you can, mate. Fun either way."

Nib was not going to argue with that. He grabbed her hips and used that for guidance as he eased himself out of her, leaving only his head still inside, the ring of it teasing the inside of her pucker as his length twitched and his veins throbbed. He knew better than to tug any more than that; given how soft and tender she felt, it was fair to assume that he'd slip right out if he dared put any pressure on her. He was also not averse to sloppy seconds, so this did nothing to stop him from slamming his hips into hers with enough force to rock the cannon and accidentally trigger the shutter, opening it before them!

Talba remained bent over the cannon's barrel as it rolled out the side of the ship, eventually stopping as the wheels hit the wall. This left her dangling out beyond the hull, her entire upper body getting soaked in the mist that blasted up from the seas. She did have one hand on the underside of the shutter and the other on the barrel of the cannon, so she was in no danger of falling out, but the tension of it did get her to clench her loins in a way that actually made it feel tight to Nib.

Being a donkey, Nib was not the type to struggle for a nice and long session. The moment he felt her bowels constrict around him he picked up his pace and kept a steady rhythm as he slammed into her time and time again. The sounds that echoed from her rump were masked only by the splashing of the ocean and the creaking of the ship around them. Even Talba's gentle coos of pleasure were drowned by the vastness of the sea.

Nib kept at her until he felt his flare inflating deep with in her, adding to the pressure and teasing the egg in her womb through the wall of her bowels. He wouldn't reach her but he could feel her every muscle twitch and constriction as he thrust and gripped her tail base to ensure she didn't fall out. Only once his flare was fully formed did he dare tugging on her pucker from inside, and the visual of his cock refusing to exit her distended, stretched-out pink flesh was enough to bring him to climax.

He slammed himself in deep and tensed up every muscle in his loins, tugging his balls up tight as his shaft pulsated and throbbed, pumping shot after shot of his donkey seed deep into her bowels.

She clawed the ground and whimpered and flagged her tail repeatedly as her clit winked and a series of gooey, slimy trails of mess spurted out and coated his thighs. Due to the ship hitting a wave at the right time, one spurt actually missed him and ended up landing on the outer stone ridge of the forge, sizzling and evaporating into heavily scented mist that made the entire room smell of estrus.

That smell coaxed another few shots out of him as he leaned over her body, hooves wide on the ground behind her for balance and stability for only a moment before he grabbed her by the mane and pulled her back into the forge. He was still inside her as he pulled her up close and yanked the cannon back in as far as it would go, slamming the shutter closed at the first opportunity.

With her back to his belly and his cock softening inside her, she paused to savour the moment before tweaking her loins and forcing him out with a glob of his seed splashing on the floor between them. She leaned into him and beak-nuzzled his cheek before hiking her trousers back up. "Thanks." She cooed at him before turning to leave.

This left him half-hard and exposed in front of his forge. With any other captain or ruler, this would have been the sort of thing that left him confused and mildly annoyed at not being able to go a second round. With Talba, it was just another day. He knew her well enough by reputation and by a handful of past encounters to simply shrug, slip back into his blacksmith apron, and get back to work, even if the evaporated scent was making that work and his member very hard.

She left, satisfied and content but still in desperate need of someone who could really work her to the point of forcing the egg out. It was then, as she continued scouring the lower levels of the ship that she was once again graced by the pair of Katsumi and Hida, seemingly chasing one another around the depths of the ship. This was curious, but she opted not to reach out to them.

Not that it mattered. Katsumi leapt up onto a nearby barrel and Hida followed, sitting on her head. Both of their tails flicking out behind them. Hida was no larger than the already-tiny ocelittle's head. "Captain! I think we can help!"

"Help with what?" She asked. She assumed she knew what they were talking about but there was no way they could have known since she wasn't actively or outwardly announcing her needs.

"The egg!" Hida chirped from atop Katsumi's head. "If you want help, that is!"

She paused to think about that, allowing her mind to drift back to the lewd thought she had prior. "I think we could work something out. Follow me." She headed back up to the highest level below deck, where she ushered the pair of them into her quarters. Vaulix was still on the bed, passed out in the same position she'd left him in. She closed the door behind Katsumi and Hida, then motioned for them to follow her over to the floor next to the bed.

Given the fact that both Hida and Katsumi were simply messengers, as opposed to higher-ranked officers on the ship, both of them were a bit hesitant. They didn't dare want to wake the captain.

"It's okay." Talba whispered. "He sleeps very heavily when he does manage to catch slumber." She then grabbed a pillow from the bed, one that Vaulix wasn't touching, and laid it on the ground by the foot board. There, she laid on her back, slipped out of her trousers, but kept her captain's jacket on. While on her back, she spread her legs, exposing her glistening pink vulva to the pair of them.

Hida and Katsumi both glanced at each other, tails flicking behind them. Neither of them knew what to do, since Katsumi was female and thus lacked any parts to mount with while Hida was tiny. Even his whole body wouldn't be as big or as heavy as Vaulix's cock or fist.

Talba knew this and understood how to appease them. "My task to you, should you chose to accept it, is to get on in there and push the egg out of me." She slid her hand down over her belly to curl around her mound, using two fingers to spread her lips apart and reveal the much darker, more intense inner flesh of her canal. Given her level of arousal, the contrast was intense and almost hypnotizing to both. Talba knew these two loved to explore their partners and hoped to share that experience with them in a way that not only made them both happy but also helped her with the egg.

"Are you sure?" Hida asked, his voice a cute little chirp. "I mean, I don't want to upset you if I fail. I'm very small, you see." He gulped heavily and curled his tail up around himself.

"I'm sure." Talba insisted. "I've been trying ever since Storm and Lethias took over. And if it doesn't work, that's fine! I'm not in pain, I just think the egg would do better outside than in."

While Talba and Hida had their brief exchange, Katsumi was slowly shifting her position until she was directly behind Hida. Her tail flicked with devious intent and she slowly lowered herself into a pouncing position behind the tiny blueberry dragon. She swapped her gaze from Hida's rump to meeting eyes with Talba, waiting for an appropriate cue. With Talba on her back, legs spread and knees up, her pussy and rump both fully exposed and glistening from arousal, Katsumi was ready. The moment Talba offered a subtle nod in her direction, she pounced, both paws right on Hida's rump, pushing the tiny dragon right up against the captain's equine vulva!

Hida squeaked and squirmed a bit as his chest and snout were forced between Talba's lips. He reached out in surprise, wrapping his arms around her clit in an attempt to keep himself from disappearing inside but it was no use. Her flesh was so slippery and her walls so tender and soft that he had no recourse to keep himself from being forced in deeper.

Katsumi kneaded at his lower end, using her paws to massage and caress him with all her weight while purring throughout. The vibrations travelled through her front legs and paws, which coursed right into Talba's flesh through Hida. She didn't give up, just found different limbs to grab and knead and push into the captain, eventually finishing by pressing a single paw against the back of Hida's head and easing him in with a glorious, audible squelch.

The moment Hida disappeared beyond her lips, leaving only his tail tip poking out, Talba winked her clit and clenched her loins, swallowing him up in a way that made his tail disappear between her folds. She rubbed herself a bit, tugging on her clit while her pussy walls twitched and massaged Hida from snout to tail tip inside her. She jumped a bit, lightly cooing when she felt him start to shift inside her, his little paws and limbs kneading her walls in all directions. It took him a moment to get comfortable, smothered on both sides by her flesh and fluid, but once he found his way he happily crawled his way in deeper, eager to find that egg.

Of course, every step he took and every shift in his body tickled Talba just right, so the more he moved the more she clenched and constricted around him. The more her walls squeezed, the harder he had to work to crawl deeper, and thus the cycle continued, amplifying back and forth until she began to gush a creamy white from her depths, cascading over him to soak the tail end of her captain's jacket.

Katsumi saw this as she continued kneading Talba's lips from outside. The ocelittle maintained her position by nesting each of her front paws between equine vulva and the inside of Talba's thighs where hips met legs, deliberately staying just beyond the edge of her lips to tease her. But the moment the creamy mess burst from the captain's depths, she couldn't help but dive right in to lap it up, getting a bunch of it to soak her snout and whiskers in the process. This didn't stop her from using her rough, feline tongue on Talba's clit, teasing her in such a way that Talba couldn't help but rear back and arch her back, pushing down against Katsumi while Hida explored her depths.

Almost unconsciously, Talba then reached down to grab Katsumi's hindquarters, wrapping her relatively large hand around the feline's rump and pulling, forcing the ocelittle's face right between her tender lips! Katsumi disappeared into Talba with ease, her head, front paws, upper body, and half her torso being thrust into the captain with one quick motion only to be tugged right back out and then pushed back in again. She was being used like a dildo, her entire body pumping in and out of Talba while the hippogryph's walls continued to twitch and clench and resist every step of the way.

Not to be selfish, Talba then angled her finger in a way that slipped right into Katsumi, plugging the kitty up while she kept pumping Katsumi in and out of herself. Deeper inside, Hida was being squished right up against Talba's womb, and he could feel the firm rim of the egg through her flesh, so he kept kneading and exploring until he found the opening, exploring that entrance right up until he felt Katsumi's face slam into him from behind.

That was when Talba arched her back, pushed down with all her might, and pulled Katsumi into her with everything she had. Her pussy distended with ease, swelling and dilating to swallow the kitty up in one guttural gulp, lips sealing shut around her hindquarters to leave only the tail sticking out.

Inside, Katsumi was fully entombed by Talba's pussy, her head and front paws right up against Hida, which in turn squished the dragon against Talba's cervix. Both of them were cramped up, twisted into distorted poses to make room with only Katsumi's tail still sticking out beyond Talba's lips. So, seeing no alternative to this limit on space, Katsumi spread her hind legs, digging her paws into Talba's posterior wall while using her front legs to once again knead Hida a bit deeper, this time forcing him face first through the captain's cervix.

With one pop followed by a squelch that bellowed past both of them, Hida burst into Talba's womb, resulting in him getting squished in between her uterine walls and the eggs that was resting comfortably inside her. He wrapped all four limbs around it in a hug with his tail swishing and swaying behind him; he knew there was no way he possessed the strength or size to push this thing out, as it was bigger than he was and her depths were just roomy and stretchy enough that he couldn't possibly find the leverage to push it out. Instead, he comfortably snuggled it inside her, waiting for Katsuma.

The ocelittle didn't want to be left out, so she kept digging her paws in and pushing herself in deeper, reaching forth to dilate the cervix and crown her way into the captain's womb. Her head popped through the opening without much resistance, so when she widened her stance and squirmed in place to worm her way deeper, the rest of her sleek body slurped up next to her. This naturally left her coiled up on the other side of the egg, squeezed between it and Talba's womb. Now, all of a sudden, it was clear that there was little to no room left inside her.

But like Hida, Katsumi knew she'd never have the strength or leverage to get an egg of that size out through the entrance she took. The egg was notably larger than her head and her head just barely fit. So, rather than try to help directly, she started kneading at any mound of flesh she could find, rubbing and massaging with all her might, pressing out in every direction.

Between her expert internal massage, Hida's persistent tail wagging, and all the extra pressure form the pair of them residing in her womb, Talba was finally in a place where she was getting overwhelmed. She arched her back, covered her beak to keep herself from moaning or making noise that might wake Vaulix, and she rubbed herself with her other hand while grinding into her palm. She could feel every muscle in her abdomen to her loins contracting, ready to lay the egg while also caressing her two visitors in the process, grinding them against the egg inside her.

Involuntary contractions rocked her body. It was clear she was about to burst, so she shuffled to her hind talons in a squatting position while leaning against the foot of the bed, one hand up on the corner post for balance while the other teased her clit and spread open her lips. She even went so far as to fist herself and tug her vulva to the side, gaping herself all the way to her descending cervix. She could slip her own finger into her womb, where she tickled Hida and Katsumi a little and even managed to grab Hida's tail and tug playfully.

This tug actually triggered another contraction, only instead of forcing the egg out, she had pulled Hida into place and the constriction around him meant there was nowhere to go but out through her birth canal. With a simple splat, he burst from her womb, passed through her pussy, and landed in a puddle of her fluids on the ground, her viscous slime so thick it nearly glued him to the floor boards.

She scooped him up and literally tossed him into her beak, using her tongue and some suction to clean him fully, removing all her mess from his body before spitting him back up and letting him perch on the corner post of the bed that she was holding for balance. All the while, he seemed confused and overwhelmed, not sure how to respond to this. When he was finally placed atop the bed post, he simply blushed, covered his face, and dared not leap down for fear of interrupting Talba or waking Vaulix.

Talba was not finished, though. She still had an egg and an ocelittle inside her. So she kept grunting and pushing with all her might, deliberately prying open her passage to help aid in loosening her cervix enough to let the egg pass through. She did reach into herself and tickle Katsumi's hind end again, but this time she pushed the kitty up in deeper, that way the egg would come out first. Sadly, this didn't work as planned; the shifting of Katsumi just made her do a full lap around the egg and come out, head first while the egg applied pressure from within.

This resulted in Katsumi being birthed, headfirst through Talba's passage to land in a coiled ball of fluid and fur. Above her, she saw Talba's gaping pussy and the dilated cervix threatening to give way to the crest of the egg that could be seen within. But no matter how much Talba grunted and pushed and used her hand to tease herself open, and no matter how much Katsumi helped by being on her back and kneading Talba's flesh, it just didn't come out.

Eventually, after a series of failed attempts, Talba simply collapsed on her side with her tail curled up around her rump, sealing her loins off while Katsumi and Hida looked on, unsure what to say.

"Is everything okay?" Hida asked, only to cut himself off mid-sentence due to having to cough up some of the gooey mess he'd inhaled. Talba's depths were breathable, so that's why she was able to take them inside without them suffocating. IT was a unique adaptation only a handful of people had managed to accomplish.

Katsumi seemed just as curious but she was still more fresh and couldn't speak. So she didn't.

Talba did, though. While curled up on her side, she did all she could do push herself up into a sitting position. "I'm fine, it's really not a big deal. It will come out eventually, it always does. I just didn't wanna go to sleep with that distracting me."

"Are you sure?" Hida squeaked as he hopped down off the bed post. He was still a bit weak from being rebirthed so he didn't quite make it to Talba but was caught by her in mid dive, landing directly on her palm. "I can go ask for help if you need it."

Talba pressed her beak to his snout in a cute little kiss, then cradled Katsumi in a similar style and gave her a kiss as well. "It's fine. You two go back to whatever it was you were doing and I'll keep doing what I was doing." She got to her feet, laid Hida on Katsumi's slimy, lube-covered back, and guided them towards the door. She didn't put her trousers on before following them out.

Both Katsumi and Hida seemed a little confused at the brisk start and stop of their encounter, but didn't question it farther. The last thing Talba could hear from them before they darted off into the ship's lower levels was Katsumi asking if Hida wanted to explore her depths and Hida cutely chirping, unable to bring himself to answer firmly. This was good enough for Katsumi, who then licked him once and carried him at high speed into the personal quarters.

This left Talba gently closing the door behind herself, once again leaving Vaulix to get the sleep he needed. She didn't need sleep. She needed someone who was rough and intense enough to force that egg out of her. Vaulix put it in her, Nib did a great job but it wasn't enough on its own. Katsumi and Hida had helped loosen her up but neither of them were big or strong enough to force it out. She had a few more ideas but she'd already gone to Lethias and he made it clear he was dedicated to the task at hand. He wasn't going to break from that for some physical attention. Not unless she commanded him.

Talba was not that type. The ship needed to be captained while she and Vaulix slept. She wasn't so selfish to do that. But she did know a few other gryphons who were more likely to take a few minutes to help her out.

Upon returning above deck, she saw that Lethias was still at the helm while Storm was on the bow, his keen eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of anything even remotely significant. By this point the sun had gone down completely and only the moon and stars illuminated the gentle seas, reflecting off every ripple and giving the entire ocean a bit of a glow.

As Talba approached, Storm immediately sniffed the air and turned back to look at her, eyes narrowing and beak agape in a devious grin. He knew. It was clear he knew. He was not going to hide it. "What can I do for you, captain." He was a full meter taller than her, about the same size as Vaulix. He also wore only a quartermaster's jacket that hung to his knees. He, like many of the other members of the crew, saw no point in wearing clothes beyond that which established his rank. And, like Talba, his loins were moist and ready for action. His purple-hued cock tip was poking out of his sheath the moment he smelled the arousal on her and he was not shy about giving her a good look.

Confident, he leaned back against the bow of the ship, looking down at her, ankles crossed and hips jutted out to accentuate his package. The moonlight reflected off his emerging tip, and there was even a visible stream of steam billowing off it.

Talba wasted no time stepping up to him, interweaving her legs with his so that his sheath and balls were pressed right up against her chest plumage. "Well, I guess we'll have to find out, won't we?"

Storm was not the type to flirt or be coy. When he saw an opportunity he took it. This drake was not one for hesitation. He immediately grabbed her by the mane and pulled her in as close as she could come, his cock emerging from his sheath to smear his musk all over her plumage. He was trying to get her to suck his cock but she swatted his hand away.

"Not interested in that." She said with a stunningly assertive tone. "You will follow my lead or you'll not get anything." She loved toying with him.

He didn't seem to take to it too well. He gripped her mane even harder and held her in place as his neck feathers bristled. "Don't tease what you can't touch." He warned her, only to be stunned when she grabbed his wrist, wrenched it from her mane, and pushed him backwards into the banister of the ship, right before the bowsprit. She may have been smaller than him, but she was mighty. That just turned him on more. His cock quickly finished it's growth to end up laying on his belly, the spined tip resting between his pecs. "Feisty. Someone must be in season."

She crawled up onto him, her knees squeezing his sides as she positioned herself in a way that his cock would be resting between her rump cheeks. She didn't even bother telling him what it was she wanted, She didn't think he cared beyond getting a dick massage. But just as she was about to help ease him in, she heard the flapping of wings behind her. When she turned to look she saw Zean, the purple-feathered gryphon that was working the crows nest. The look-out and navigator of the ship.

"Everything okay down here?" He asked, his voice commanding. He was about to continue when he saw that storm's cock was out and Talba was helping it into her. Once he realized what was happening, he huffed to himself. "My apologies, looked like a bit of a scuffle from up there and I wanted to make sure all was well." Rather than back away, he stepped up, shedding his jacket in the process as his own member emerged from his sheath. Like Storm, his flesh was purple, a slightly darker tone. He was also already dripping wet; he'd not been intimate with Talba but knew her by her reputation and was going to see if now was the time. "Got room for one more?"

Zean's cock was the same size as Storm's, with a similar shape and features. Both had tapered tips with spines around the edges and both had multi-lobed knots near the base, but Zean had scale-like ridges along his underside and a bit of a bulge while Storm's was a bit more uniform in girth with more accentuated veins. Both were eager for Captain Talba.

She could sense the two had a bit of dominance in them, both of them were known to be a bit on the territorial side. So she urged them both on. "Well? What are you waiting for? You two are definitely ready. Do your worst!" She motioned for Zean to join, flagging her tail as high as it could go to expose more of herself.

Neither drake had touched her yet, at least not the flesh of her pussy or ass. She corrected this by grabbing both of them and pulling them in close, making their cocks touch while each of their tips parted her lips. The warmth of her pussy emanated through both of them, her fluids dribbling down both cocks to soak both sheathes. She was more than capable of handling both, even they were each a full meter taller than her with cocks bigger than her forearm.

Storm was first to buck into her; he always had to be first. He grabbed her hips and pushed her down, his member plowing into her and the spines of his cock splaying out inside her to tickle her depths and tease her womb. He could almost feel the bulge of the egg within her but took no heed of it. He only wanted to bury as much of himself in her as he could, his knot teasing her opening while Zean's tip remained resting just inside her.

Zean was not the type to hold off, either. He was a bit more diplomatic than Storm but he had a feral lust and territorial streak just as intense. He grabbed Talba by the tail and pulled himself into her, thrusting alongside Storm to ravage her cunt at the same time. Both cocks were shaft against shaft, one posterior and one anterior, as both tips splayed and tickled. Both of them tried to push in harder, each getting increasingly violent as they tried to be the first to slip a knot into her. Neither could do it, she was well-equipped but not quite cavernous enough to take both knots in her pussy.

Storm reached out beyond Talba to grab Zean by the neck fluff, pulling him in with a growl. "Mine." He said simply, his expression serious and intense. But to his surprise, Zean slapped his hand away, resulting in a fist full of feathers being plucked from the purple drake's plumage. All the while, neither of them broke eye contact, something Storm wasn't used to seeing. He didn't want to share this information, but this made him respect Zean a bit more. Not in the moment, however; while lost in feral lust he was ready to rip Zean's throat. Zean felt the same way. It was a bit of a standoff.

"Now now." Talba chastized him before Zean could respond. "I've got plenty of room for both of you. I will not have infighting on my ship. Understand?" She darted her intense glare to each of them back and forth, ensuring they calmed down before either of them started letting feathers fly.

Zean was first to back off. He didn't want to stir up more of a fight, and since he was behind Talba it made more sense to concede. He growled back at Storm, but then went as slow as he could when he pulled out of Talba, sure to drag his cock as slowly as possible over Storm's length. "Fine." He said, a hint of sass in his voice. Right as his tip popped out of her, he grabbed his member and pointed it at her tail hole, the plump pucker guiding him with ease right into her depths.

Right before Zean popped into her rump, Storm growled and grabbed her hips, bucking into her with enough force to slip his knot into her, its girth growing inside to tie them together. He kept eye contact with Zean the whole time, challenging him, asserting himself as the dominant of the two. His member throbbed and his knot inflated further, his tip protruding into her womb and rubbing against the egg. He still paid it no mind, he had another drake to compete with.

"You're fun." He teased Storm without breaking eye contact. He kept a hand on Talba's tail and pulled her down onto him, easing his cock in past the tapered tip and lurching in bits as each of the scales on the underside of his shaft popped into her one by one. He got stopped when his knot pressed against her pucker, but just like Storm he gave a bit of a thrust that forced it in with a squelch, leaving Talba's loins distended at both ends.

Storm's cock bulged her vulva from within while Zean's did the same to her plump tail hole. Both could feel each other through her fleshy walls, which triggered a bit of carnal lust that urged them both to Slam into her with all their might. Their spines and ridges and knot bulges and veins all swelled and pulsated every time, their cocks spewing more and more fluids into her depths to help facilitate their aggressive actions.

Coincidentally, after a few moments of ragged, feral lust, the pair of them fell into patterns where Storm would buck as deep as he would go, his spines splaying and his knot swelling, then he'd relax and allow Zean to do the same, alternating back and forth between them. Their cocks ravaged her depths, knots popping in and out periodically only to be slammed back in with increased vigour. Her holes got abused, beaten, and bruised as their members slammed into each other through her, their knots bursting out and being forced back in with such guttural, juicy squelches that it drowned out the persistent whimpering and hooting that Talba offered between them.

Even louder was the growling and the snarling between the two drakes as they snapped at each other and struggled to show who was boss. Both were of similar size and body structure, both had cocks about the same size and girth, and both were well-versed in combat. Both had equal claim to her dominion, but Storm had more seniority and experience if only by a small margin. He was older, had been breeding for a bit longer, so he had just a bit more endurance than Zean.

At this point Talba didn't care. She was barely even paying attention to the possessiveness of the pair of them. She was so lost in the absolute ravaging of her loins that she had to focus on that. Her cunt was beaten tender, her ass sore and raw. And she loved every moment of it. The absolute destruction of her loins was exactly the sort of abuse she wanted from these two, the kind of roughness only Vaulix dared offer her most days. It was the sort of aggression that she craved, even if she only ever wanted it for short, brisk moments followed by extended knotted ties.

So, given the absolutely relentless assault on her pucker and slit, it wasn't long at all before she, of the three avians, threw her head back and cried out to the skies, her walls constricting with enough strength to nearly force both of them out, and would have had they not resisted her.

Storm grabbed her hips and held the captain down on his lap while Zean gripped her tail and kept his thighs pressed to hers. Zean came first, his balls tensing up and pumping shot after shot of his hot seed deep into her. A few moments later, in the wake of the heat that spread through her body thanks to Zean's climax, Storm followed suit, his own spines flaring out and anchoring just inside her womb. His knot swelled so thick that it actually locked both of them inside her.

Both were knotted gryphons, so while the climax was a peak of their pleasure, it was by no means the end of their session. Now they had to tie, to keep pumping more and more inside until their lobes deflated and they could pop out.

Only, just as Talba collapsed onto Storm's chest, thus getting out of Zean's sight line, Zean saw something of interest cresting the horizon. Even with his cock lodged deep within the captain's rump, he was lucid enough to call attention to it. "Captain Talba, can you see that?" He pointed forward.

She brushed her mane to the side and looked up. Being part owl, she had impeccable night vision, slightly better even than the already impressive Storm and Zean. To both her delight and horror, she saw the image of a shipwreck crashed up against a small rocky island, smoke rising from its rubble.

Talba's mood shifted immediately. She flicked Storm on the beak, used her talons to dig onto his thighs, and pulled off both of them with all her might. The suction from the twin knots bursting from her at once did pull the egg out of her and onto Storm's lap, but she didn't care anymore. She shot a finger at both of them. "This is important. You two are not to fight. Zean, get to your post, if you need to fap, then do it up there. Storm, go below deck and get Vaulix." She didn't wait to monitor the situation before stomping her way to the helm, where Lethias was cautiously keeping course.

"Captain." He acknowledged. He did see the threesome that had just gone down but was not interested in questioning. "Is everything alright?"

"No. See that smoke plume? I need you to sail towards it. We have a wreckage to investigate."