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“You cormorants are an odd bunch." The small fish at Mori's side says. “I've seen some of you guys with your heads in the throats of each other. What's with that?"

“Um…." Mori says while he tries to think of an answer but fails miserably.

“Nothing? I guess fishes are strange to you guys too, no?" Kokaf continues after Mori fails to supply an answer.

“Delicious I think you mean." Mori jokes, Kokaf just playfully splashes him. “But yeah, the whole gill thing is strange but I guess that's just what makes things more interesting in life."

“Oh how deep, Mori." Kokaf comments jovially. The two of them talk with each other about nothing in particular and before long the sun begins to dip below the surface of the softly rippling water of the lake, casting the world in a pale yellow hue.

“Night Kokaf, I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast." Mori says to his friend.

“Don't say it like that, that makes it seem like you're going to eat me." Kokaf tells the cormorant.

“I just might." Mori tells the fish.

“Oh, I see."

“To be clear I'm hinting that we could do our usual tomorrow, I'm not actually going to eat you." Mori tries to clarify.

“I know that you idiot!" Kokaf tells him with a splash, “Good night Mori, see you tomorrow." With that Kokaf swims away and Mori goes over to his usual sleeping spot near the edge of the lake, a large log with branches hanging over the lake's edge. Mori settles himself down on one of the branches and begins trying to fall asleep.

Mori lets out a muted squawk of surprise that is quickly stopped by a firm hand gripping him around his long neck. The cormorant looks around frantically to try and see what's managed to capture him, he sees a brown-haired human man wearing a hat and sand-coloured clothes.

“Now, don' hur' yourself." The man says to Mori. The cormorant is powerless to stop the man as he lifts him up and begins carrying him to the gravel path nearby and then to his car. The man opens the boot of the car with one hand and Mori watches as he takes out a bright pink, vaguely cylindrical object which has a tube attached to it. Mori gets surprised and tries to wriggle away from the pink object as the man positions it under his tail feathers and pushes it against the cormorant's cloaca.

“Things aren't meant to go into that!" Mori squawks as the man's grip relents slightly around his neck. All the man hears is a cormorant's squawking in protest and he continues to push it against Mori's vent. Mori tries his hardest to escape the man's grip and stop him from pushing the thing into him but nothing works and the cormorant gives a long squawk as the tip of the object enters into his cloaca.

“There you go…" the man says to Mori as he slowly pushes the entire thing deeper and deeper into the depths of his unexplored cloaca. Mori can feel the object pushing and stretching open his innards as it enters into him as he tries desperately to move away from the invader but can't. Soon he feels its wide base brushing up against his tail feathers as the man stops pushing.

“This feels strange…" Mori says to himself as his innards get used to what's been forced into them, his cloaca having never been penetrated or even stretched before. Before Mori can relax he gives a choked chirp of surprise as the object gets bigger and bigger. The cormorant frantically looks around himself to see the man squeezing something at the end of the tube attached to the object, every time the man squeezes it gets bigger. The inside of Mori's cloaca is stretched further and further around the growing thing inside it and Mori can swear that the area closest to the opening of his cloaca is growing much more quickly and much bigger than the rest of the thing. The man stops making the thing inflate inside Mori and gives it a harsh tug which makes the bird squawk and flail about violently in discomfort as his cloaca bulges out from the inside, unable to expel the large object lodged inside it because of the sizeable bulge at its base.

“Seems like tha's worked so now I don' need to worry about you makin' a mess of my car or my house." The man forces Mori to tuck his wings against his sides and uses a dark brown strap to secure them there by wrapping it tightly around the bird's body. “I think you shoul' be fine in the back, you make any mess and I'll make sure you're sorry. Not tha' you understand me you dumb bird." The man tells Mori as he carries him round to the side of the car and opens a door to the back before throwing the bird inside. Mori tries to quickly run back out of the car but the man closes the door before he can even get close. After pecking at the door Mori gives up trying to get through it and looks about him. The entire area is covered in a clear plastic sheet which feels strange on Mori's webbed feet but he soon gets used to it as the feeling in his cloaca overrides pretty much all of the new sights, sounds, and smells as the ground lurches and the man starts driving home. Mori waddles around the back of the car to see whether doing so will allow the thing to leave his cloaca but that doesn't work.

“I wonder if this is anything like what the females feel when they have an egg in their cloacas, if so no wonder they get a bit grouchy." Mori says to himself as he tries various things to try and dislodge the object from inside him. Mori must have been trying to remove the object for longer than he thought because the world lurches again and the cormorant feels that it's stopped moving. The man appears at the door and slowly opens it, blocking the way out while he moves closer to Mori who's getting ready to make a dash past the man the first chance he gets. Unfortunately that chance never comes and the man picks up Mori and carries him into the house.

“Probably should'a put this on you sooner, woulda made my job a little easier." The man says as he slides a string loop over Mori's beak and down his neck before tugging on it to make sure it stays in place. The man carries Mori through his house and into a room lined with the same stuff as the back of the car was; the cormorant starts struggling even more as he sees a metal bowl of fish near a black thing on three legs. The man shuts the door to the room, takes off the brown strap binding the cormorant's wings, and releases Mori who immediately tries to run over to the bowl of fish before the man can stop him, the string around his neck trailing behind him and leading to the man's hand.

Mori reaches the bowl and dips his beak into the cool water and picks up a fish before quickly positioning it in his beak and swallowing it. Several other fish swim about in the bowl and one by one the bird swallows them down, water splashing about as Mori shivers with the feeling of them sliding down his throat. Mori finishes the last fish and stands there as they settle inside his stomach.

“Nice of the man to feed me but he could have just tossed the fish at me at the lake." Mori comments to himself. The man has moved behind the black thing on three legs and must have stood there watching the cormorant gulping down the fish. The man walks to a countertop which Mori can see has many strange objects on and carries over a tub with an eel inside. The man places the tub in front of Mori, a new string in his hand leading to the tail of the eel. Mori thinks nothing of this and picks the squirming eel up with his beak and tosses it around into position. Just as the cormorant is about to swallow he feels the string around his neck tighten but that doesn't stop him from sending the head of the eel down his oesophagus. 'It's stuck?' Mori thinks to himself as he repeatedly swallows but the eel refuses to move further down his throat so he just ends up with his head held up in the air with the majority of the eel's lanky body wriggling about while sticking out of his beak. Mori begins bobbing his head violently to try and force the eel further down his throat but nothing seems to be able to make it move. 'We'll try this again then!' Mori thinks to himself exasperatedly as he points his beak to the floor and lets the eel fall from it, landing back into the tub with a splash. Mori plunges his beak back into the tube and picks up the eel again. He throws it into position in his beak and once again quickly tilts his head back and begins bobbing his head as he tries to swallow the eel and send it down into his stomach. Once again no more than its head is able to be pushed into the cormorant's long oesophagus. 'Maybe I just need to have a drink?' Now Mori starts to get worried, if this doesn't solve the problem then maybe those fish had caused something to go wrong. Mori ejects the eel and takes a few gulps of water; the man disturbs Mori by fiddling over the string around the bird's neck but Mori shrugs it off as the man quickly moves behind the three-legged thing again. “Right! You're going down my throat if it's the last thing I do!" Mori shouts to the eel, all the man hears is the sound of an exasperated cormorant. Mori's beak picks up the eel and he positions it before taking several breaths with it moving about to try and escape his moist mouth. Mori tilts his head back sharply and the eel is pushed down the cormorant's throat, Mori's heart skips a beat in relief as he slowly swallows down the long tube of food. With a final gulp, the cormorant's beak snaps closed and the lengthy bulge slides down his neck. Just as it bulges out his crop Mori squawks in surprise as he feels it being pulled back out of it and into his throat. He tries to back away from the man, whose string now leads directly to the cormorant's beak and down inside him, but all this does is make it worse.

“Glurk! glurk!" Mori tries to keep the eel down but it keeps moving up his throat as he tries to pull away. “Glurp!" Mori is forced to open his beak and relinquish his previously swallowed meal as it's yanked out of him and into the tub. “Pesky eel! How'd you manage to make your way back out!?" Mori asks the eel which slowly slithers through the water. “Guess I'll just have to try harder!" The cormorant says, infuriated that he's failed to properly eat one lousy eel. The cormorant lets out an angry squawk before he grips the eel in his beak, hurriedly positions it and gulps it down, sending it as quickly as he can down his throat and into his stomach. It works and Mori ruffles his feathers a little as he feels it enter his stomach. “Finally!" Mori says exasperatedly as he snaps his beak open and closed a few times. Mori takes another few gulps of water to wash the eel down but he feels something moving in his stomach, not an unusual thing when you swallow your prey whole and usually while they're still alive, but the cormorant can tell this isn't just the eel or a fish moving about. 'Oh come on!' The eel presses itself against the entrance to the cormorant's stomach and Mori feels as it travels out and into his crop. The cormorant tries to tighten his crop and send it back down but the eel continues its climb nonetheless, albeit at a slower pace, out of his crop and up his throat again. He opens his beak and the eel falls out into the tub for what feels to the bird the hundredth time. Mori flaps his wings in anger after the eel has managed to escape him again. The man moves from behind the black thing and removes the string from the eel's tail and moves to take the string around Mori's neck as well.

“No!" Mori shouts to the man as he approaches; he flaps his wings to try and threaten the man and look bigger but the human just keeps moving closer to him. Mori tries to get away but the man quickly grabs onto the cormorant's neck, Mori's wings and legs flying about, and cuts the string which falls to the floor before letting the cormorant go again. 'Humans have always confused me but this one is the worse so far.' Mori thinks to himself as the man returns to behind the three-legged thing. 'I guess I'm going to have to be satisfied with just the fish, that eel's too much trouble.' Mori wanders around the room before sitting down on the floor to sleep and let his recent meals, recent successful meals that is, digest.

“Stupid bird! Eat the eel!" The man shouts as he sees the cormorant trying to sleep. He stomps up to Mori and harshly picks him up by the neck before walking over to the tub and putting the bird down. “Eat!" He shouts at Mori as the bird flaps about on the floor after being let go of.

“What's with all this grabbing?! Let me sleep!" Mori doesn't understand what the man is shouting at him but he sees him pointing to the eel. “You…….want me to eat the eel?" The cormorant asks unsure of what the man wants. 'Guess I could give it one more go.' Mori slowly moves closer to the tub, the man still shouting at him, and extends his neck to stick his beak into the water and pick up the eel before moving away quickly, unsure whether the man will try to stop him. 'Just like every other time, Mori. Just do what you usually do.' The cormorant positions the eel and quickly throws his head back, sending the head of the eel sliding down his oesophagus. With a few head bobs, Mori's beak snaps closed and he wiggles his neck to send the eel further down into him, joining the previously eaten fish in his stomach. Mori lets out a contented sound as he feels the eel reach his stomach, it and the fish filling it to capacity. 'Finally! Now I can rest a little and-' Mori's thoughts are interrupted as the man manages to sneak up on him as he sits with his eyes closed enjoying the full feeling in him, and grabs him again around the neck to drag him back over to in front of the three-legged thing.

In the man's other hand is a container of large spherical orbs, each about the size of large a pebble. Mori thrashes about in the man's grasp to try and break free but the man manages to open his beak and pours a few of the pebble orbs into it. Mori tries to move them out of his beak but the man tilts the cormorant's head back, sending them down to the back of his throat. Seeing no better option Mori swallows and sends one or two down his throat before swallowing again and sending the remaining orbs down his throat as well, large spherical bulges move down his neck as he sends them to his crop. As soon as Mori finishes swallowing the pebble orbs the man pours the entire container's contents into the bird's beak, his head still pointing up vertically meaning the orbs slide over the cormorant's tongue and to the entrance of his throat. The man quickly throws the container away before taking out a small rectangular black object, holding it over Mori's held open beak, and pointing the sticking out bit down at the insides of it. Mori repeatedly gulps down orb after orb which all get sent down into his crop making it bulge out more and more as it's filled. Soon the last orb is sent down Mori's neck and its bulge slowly, much slower than the rest, moves down and enters his filled crop.

“Tha's some good stuff." The man lifts Mori up and positions him so his full crop is near the black thing on three legs. Mori wriggles about as he feels the man's hand start rubbing over his bulging crop, moving the orbs around inside him and making him start to empty it. The man grips Mori around his body and quickly moves him closer to the ground before turning his body so the cormorant's tail feathers are pointing to the roof and his beak is aimed at the ground. Mori sees the man place the small black thing on the floor and move it with his foot so it's positioned on the ground under his open beak so it's pointing up into it. An orb travels up Mori's oesophagus and soon falls from his beak onto the ground. The man's hand on Mori's neck shifts so it's now softly gripping over his crop. The hand around his crop tightens and Mori is forced to send another orb out of it and back up his throat where it falls from his beak and onto the ground with the other orb.

“I don't think you!-“ Mori feels the man's thumb start rubbing against his crop forcefully, jostling the orbs and making his crop start sending them one after the other up his throat again. The cormorant tries to swallow them back down but the man's hand just keeps pushing them out of his crop. Numerous bulges move up Mori's throat and orb after orb leaves his beak and clatters to the floor. Mori's crop is massaged almost empty but the man is unable to force the last few orbs back up the cormorant's oesophagus due to his crop's significant decrease in size.

“I'm getting those things back." The man tells Mori before turning him back around so his open beak is pointing to the roof and before Mori can react, his beak is forced even wider open as the hand that was around his body is being forced into it and back to the entrance of his throat.

'I'm really not enjoying what this man has done to me over however long I've known him.' Mori thinks to himself as the hand is forced down his throat slowly, his neck bulging out significantly as it moves. Mori has eaten some pretty big things before and he knows he can handle things slightly bigger than the man's arm as it makes its way into him, the gulping sounds as he desperately tries to swallow it down floating through the room. Just because the cormorant can swallow bigger things doesn't mean it's pleasant having an arm forced down his throat, but Mori can't do anything to stop it as he feels the man's fingers push open the entrance to his crop.

“You can swallow quite a bit lil' bird, didn' expect this to work." The man says as his arm moves further down the bird's stretched neck and forcing his entire hand into Mori's crop. “Quite the stretchy little pouch you have here. Ah ha!" The man's hand closes around an orb and Mori's crop tries to eject the hand as the man's fingers start probing around looking for more, finding two more after a bit of searching. “Guess this is the tube to your stomach. The hell! Is that part of the eel?!" The man asks as he pokes at the exit of the bird's crop and experimentally tugs at the eel's tail which is held just past the tight ring of muscle as the bird's stomach can't quite handle everything the bird's eaten recently. Mori tries to voice his displeasure at the feeling of the eel moving back into his crop but he only makes a choked sound as the man's arm blocks his throat. “Suppose you're gonna hav'ta send it back down again." The man laughs after letting go of the eel. “Oh! Not even waiting for me to pull myself out?" The man continues as Mori's crop clenches to send the eel back to the bird's stomach. “Suppose I should pull myself out now, you don't look too happy about having me inside you." The man pulls his arm out of the cormorant's oesophagus and his hand leaves the bird's beak with a pop, the man's arm coated in Mori's saliva. He releases Mori who quickly moves away from the man and begins preening himself to tidy his feathers and calm himself down.

'That wasn't particularly pleasant. I mean, I've had a few beaks down there but that was voluntary, this man just shoved himself down.' Mori complains to himself. 'I guess Kokaf may have a point about cormorants doing that sort of thing with their beaks being a little unusual.' The cormorant's heart sinks as he thinks about how he may never see his favourite fish, favourite friend, ever again. What the bird wouldn't give to be back at the lake telling Kokaf about all this instead of being where he is now with the strange man. Mori's cloaca reminds him of its invader by clenching harshly around it, the bird having been too busy eating or in distress with being carried by the man to think much about it or notice it.

“Think I got all the footage I want, time for you to leave lil' bird." The man says as he fiddles about with the black thing on three legs. Mori tries to intimidate the man and stop his approach by puffing up his feathers and flapping his wings as the man moves toward him.

“I'll peck you! Stay back!" The man doesn't seem to care about Mori's subpar threats and quickly grabs the bird again before starting to move out of the room. Mori is carried out of the man's house and back to the car, being thrown into the covered back again, the man quickly shutting the door before the bird can try to escape. The car hums to life and Mori flaps his wings to steady himself as it lurches onto its journey to who knows where. Mori looks out the window and gives the invisible barrier a few pecks as he sees the world move by quicker than he thought possible, the car moving down country lanes and over stone bridges. 'I guess I can rest, let my stomach digest my food.' Mori thinks lazily to himself as his meals catch up to him after he's been watching the world rush by for some time, the invisible barrier refusing to let his beak through. The cormorant lays down in the raised portion of the back of the car and closes his eyes as he feels his stomach start working.

“That's got you up!" The man jeers once Mori's eyes fly open and his limbs start flailing about as he feels the thing in his cloaca shrink and start moving out of it. The cormorant vocalises his protests at the strange feeling loudly but the man keeps him held down with his belly in the air as he keeps pulling the thing out of Mori's cloaca and towards him. Mori's cloaca feels funny even after the pink thing has completely left it and Mori flails about madly to try and escape the man. “Goodbye you mangy bird, it's been fun!" The man lets go of Mori and moves quickly out of his way as the cormorant suddenly picks himself up and flaps away, the familiar sight of his lake filling his eyes. Mori sees the man's car moving away and he flies to his usual perch at the edge of the lake to try and make some sense of what's just happened to him. He settles himself down and starts mulling over things, eventually falling asleep until there's a gentle splashing below him which sends water up and onto his feathers.

“I thought you birds woke up early! Remember you told me about that parrot who told you that he heard a human say something about an early bird and a worm?" Kokaf's voice shouts from below the sleepy cormorant as he wakes up.

“I don't eat worms though." Mori says still half asleep.

“I know that! But I know what you do eat." Kokaf tells the tired-looking bird as he looks down at her, the fish trying to make herself look as appetising as possible. The night's events mean almost nothing to Mori now that he's back with his favourite fish and can enjoy her company again.

“I guess I could go for some breakfast." Mori says as he looks at the fish hungrily.