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Nigel ruffled his feathers, setting each one just so. He still felt awkward, the soft, white feathers only half-grown in after his little airplane incident. Flying was still an awkward affair, but he'd long given up on looking pretty. The cockatoo only had room in his mind for one thing: vengeance.

The blue macaws had taken everything from him: his feathers, his human associates, his job...his dignity. Blu and Jewel would pay for what they did, in the worst way. Nigel had already found their location in the animal sanctuary. Busy tending their three, little, new-born chicks, the two would never sense the danger until it was too late.

Gently, Nigel rustled the leaves in the tall grass, steeling himself. Even the ornery cockatoo couldn't help but shake as a familiar shape loomed out of the grass, peering down at him with bright, red-and-yellow eyes. Nigel held his ground as the snake flicked his tongue over the cockatoo's face.

"Have you found me another meal?" Asmodeus asked, amusement playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Yes," Nigel said, his voice wavering. He had led many unsuspecting birds into the snake's jaws; now the cockatoo was finally going to get his payment. "But these are the two I told you about. You'll get your meal, but first we do things my way."

The massive green serpent nodding his head, which alone was almost the same size as the cockatoo. "I will help you, but you will owe me."

Nigel ruffled his feathers. "Owe you? After all the birds I've served up on a silver platter?"

Asmodeus laughed. "I have already repaid that by not eating you. You will owe me, and when I call upon that debt, you will answer for it."

Nigel hesitated. He had no qualms about luring unsuspecting strangers to their deaths in the snake's belly, but he had hoped to cut all ties with the glistening predator after getting what he wanted. Then, he smoothed his feathers again, realizing that there was no way the snake could call in his debt if the beast couldn't find him. Nigel would simply fly to a city and be free and happy, knowing his revenge was complete. Nodding, the cockatoo said, "Anything."

* * * * *

Jewel was flying through the air, taking twice the time to fly half the distance as she swirled, climbed, dove, and tumbled in the crisp sunlight far above the jungle canopy. She wondered briefly if the land animals down below believed that birds, by virtue of flying every day, took the joy of flight for granted. Perhaps it comforted them, unable to fly themselves, to think that their feathered friends found the liberating freedom of the air tedious. Nothing could be further from the truth.

Jewel had reason to be happy. Her chicks had just hatched: two girls and one boy. Supposedly her little family comprised the only Spix's Macaws left in the wild, though considering how frequently Blu visited his humans, Jewel wasn't sure she should count her mate as "wild". Still, for all of his awkwardness, she couldn't imagine a more funny, loving father for her chicks. Laughing, she flew in a tight, aerial backflip. Imagine my luck - only a handful of Spix's macaws left in the world, and the first one I meet is Blu.

Spying her nest through the sparkling leaves, she began spiraling down through the air currents. She'd taken her turn to gather food for the chicks - some fresh plums - while Blu guarded the nest. Spreading her wings to slow her descent, she hovered in a tight circle above the nest. Where is Blu? There was the nest, with her three, chirping hatchlings, but no one was tending them. She couldn't believe he'd leave them alone...

She spied something in the grass on the floor, bright sunlight reflecting off of feathers. "Blu?" Drifting cautiously to the floor of the jungle, she landed near the movement. "Are you there?"

The bush rustled, and a form emerged. Jewel's beak dropped. The feathers weren't white because of the light's reflection...standing before her was Nigel, the awful bird that had done terrible things. She'd thought he had died when sucked through the plane's propellor! Reflexively she leaped backwards. He was stronger than her, but she was more agile.

Smack! Her leap backward was short-lived. Glancing over her shoulder, her eyes widened, pupils contracting into slits. Seeing Nigel had been terrifying enough. Glimpsing the humongous, glistening green boa constrictor made the white cockatoo seem like a mild, almost pleasant surprise.

She squawk_ed and leapt forward, but the snake was too fast. In seconds, he had sprung forward, looping a single, mighty coil around her immobilized wings. Only her head and feet dangled clear, but though she instinctively tossed her head and kicked her feet, she knew there was no escape. She had only one hope. "Blu! _Blu!" she cried.

The snake's wide jaws gaped above her head, and Jewel found herself peering into a pink tunnel that descended into pure blackness. Staring up in horror, Jewel glanced upward at the nest, only to see her three, confused, frightened chicks watching. _ Only three days hatched, and they will never see their mother again_, Jewel wept silently.

"Hold up, Asmodeus." The white cockatoo walked slowly toward the trembling macaw, bobbing his head in control and pride. "Not so fast...I want to savor this."

His pompous face drew the fight out of the young mother. She spat, her beak clicking with distaste as she said, "You bastard! When Blu gets here..."

Nigel interrupted, his tongue peeking out of his beak with silent laughter. "But madam...Blu is already here! I just don't think he's much of a threat to me." The cockatoo glanced meaningfully over at the snake.

"No...no!" she gasped, made painfully aware of a bird-sized bulge halfway down Asmodeus's body. The thin, strong coils around her held her only a couple feet below the snake's last meal. Where else would Blu be? He'd never have left the chicks alone, but like her, he'd proven to be no match for the boa.

Nigel confirmed her fears. "He didn't put up much of a fight, truth be told. Not until the jaws closed around him. Look! He's still squirming!"

Jewel didn't want to look, but Asmodeus slid, adjusting himself until his swollen gut was inches from her face. She couldn't help but afford one glance, trembling to see that once again, the cockatoo was telling the truth. Even as she watched, Blu squirmed, struggling against the constricting muscles that pulled him ever deeper into the snake's digestive tract.

The world was swimming around her, and it wasn't just because the tight coils around her small body were cutting off full access to the air. Blu! What could she do? Her large eyes swirled wildly, looking at everything and nothing at the same time, until, finally, she stopped struggling. Blu was gone, or soon would be. Why fight the snake's effort to slide her down after him? We're chained-together birds, to the end, she grimaced.

She might have meekly gone to her death, just like that, if she hadn't heard the faintest, squeaking squawk from above. My chicks! I can't give up yet...without me, they will surely die, one way or another! Opening her jaws, she clamped down around the snake's body, making Asmodeus hiss.

"None of that, missssy," he said, squeezing tighter. The wind was knocked out of Jewel and she loosened her grasp, but still she struggled. She bit him again, only to have the snake once again lower his gaping maw toward her head.

"One moment, Asmodeus," Nigel said, bobbing his head as he approached the trapped macaw. "I just want to give Jewel my proper good-bye."

Asmodeus hissed, but pulled away again, flicking his forked tongue rapidly. The snake held her upright, so that she was the same height as the cockatoo, looking straight into his smug, gloating eyes. She spat at him, but the saliva didn't even startle him.

"You and that snack over there," he began, nodding his head toward the bulge in Asmodeus' gut, "have caused me a lot of trouble. Did you really think I'd let you get away with it? Your little brains are no match for mine, and your...slender body...would be at my mercy even without my friend here. Why you'd choose that little shrimp over me boggles the mind."

Jewel glowered at him, clucking her tongue and squawking, "I'd never even touch you, you disgusting, vile...ugly bird. You're nothing compared to Blu."

Nigel narrowed his eyes, and shot his head forward, striking Jewel on the temple with his beak. She reeled, the cockatoo's voice booming in her head as he said, "Not as ugly as you will be in an hour!" He toned down the malice in his voice, yet somehow his calm words chilled the Spix's macaw even more than his fury. "Asmodeus, turn her around for me. I think before she goes, I ought to show her just what she's missing."

The snake hissed, narrowing his eyes at the cockatoo, but Nigel said again, "Onto her stomach."

Slowly, the snake complied, swirling his coils. Jewel was dragged around and down, helpless to resist as she moved from her upright position until she was lowered stomach-first to the ground. She could barely make out Nigel over her shoulder, and she trembled knowing exactly what the cockatoo was now looking at.

Nigel whistled, an easy feat for a bird. "Lift those tail-feathers, Jewel. If Blu hadn't used that fire extinguisher, I'd have caged him and...with your broken wing and all, we'd have had a grand old time. You're a lucky bird, you know? I thought you'd missed your chance, but here it comes again, and this time Blu can't save you."

Jewel trembled and kicked her legs, trying not to hear the terrified squeaks from her watching hatchlings. Nigel moved up behind her until his short, white feathers were tickling her rump. Finally what was happening struck her, and she cried, "No! Stop!"

Nigel leaned forward, hopping onto Jewel's back. The thin, muscular body of the snake remained between the two birds, but only around the blue macaw's midsection. Nigel had full discretion over her head and trembling rear end. "How cute!" he began. "You didn't really think your pleading would work, did you?"

To emphasize his point, Nigel lowered his wide hips, sliding behind Jewel's. Though she squirmed every bit as strongly as Blu struggled inside the snake, she was just as helpless. His bulk slid her tail-feathers apart, her long, blue tail poking out uselessly on either side of the cockatoo. Shuddering to a halt, Nigel pressed himself up between her legs, until Jewel squawked, feeling something wet against the soft down lining her cloaca. "Stop!" she tried again. "My chicks are watching!"

Nigel clucked his amusement. "They'll have to learn about this soon enough, my dear. Who knows, perhaps I'll teach them personally? How many girls did you hatch?"

Jewel's mouth was agape, tears forming unbidden at her eyes. He wouldn't dare, would he? But she knew that he would. Once she had been raped and devoured, no one would be able to protect her hatchlings from the evil bird, much less the snake!

"I wouldn't worry about it, though. They'll soon be re-learning about 'the circle of life', where you'll be instrumental as a second helping...I mean lesson. But first..." Jewel felt the cockatoo's heavy beak close around the back of her neck, digging painfully into her, and before she could cry out in terror, he had pressed his hips forward, his wet and dripping cloaca engulfing hers.

Jewel squealed, thrashing beneath her eager rapist, but though she kicked and wiggled, her soft, tender entrance was open and waiting for him. Nigel quickly adopted a slow, but steady rhythm of thrusts, flapping his wings in time with each of his forceful humps. Pre-cum sealed his vent to hers, making sloppy kisses with each lewd contact. He released his powerful bite to whisper in her ear, "Listen, Jewel...listen!"

She had no choice. Schlorp! Schlorp! Schlorp! Worse, by far, than the unending sounds was the feeling of his hot, excited flesh slurping up against her tender, dripping cloaca. Each time their genitals met, horror bristled throughout the trapped hen's body, but her pinned wings couldn't save her now.

But that wasn't what Nigel had meant. He said, "You can hear the gurgling of Asmodeus' stomach, but no more struggling. Look!"

Jewel whimpered, trying to will herself not to look, but she glanced over at the fat bulge in the snake's belly. Sure enough, the only sounds were the gentle gastric sounds of digestion; Blu's squirming had ceased completely. "Blu...no!" she cried, though her hope had long faded.

Nigel pounded her, his pace increasing. "I only hope the last sounds he heard were your screams."

Jewel's struggles ceased, lying still and weeping. Nigel had won, completely. All she could do was keep one eye on the motionless bulge, and another on her helpless hatchlings. I've...lost everything.

Nigel didn't bother gloating any further, revelling in Jewel's obvious hopelessness. He wrapped his wings around her soft body for extra purchase, and humped with wild abandon, squawking in the bliss that can only come from crushing your enemies and hearing the lamentation of their women.

Moaning and panting, Nigel cried, "Here I cum, slut!"

The cockatoo slammed his hips forward, and Jewel felt his vent seal wetly with hers and then stay there, tight and trembling. His body began to twitch above her, and Jewel squawked, feeling a sticky warmth flowing through their copulatory connection into her violated womb. Knowing how hopeless things had become, she didn't even struggle, just laying there beneath the cockatoo as he filled her with his seed.

"Oh God," he exhaled, "Best fuck I've ever had!" He squeezed her with his wings, letting more and more of his cum dribble inside of her helpless rump.

"Can we hurry this up? Am I 'allowed' to eat her, yet?" came the voice of the snake, whose presence both birds had forgotten in the throes of Nigel's climax.

"Not yet!" Nigel cried, squawking and releasing another gush of fluid. Jewel felt the snake's coils tighten, but Asmodeus waited, the tip of his tail flicking back and forth.

The snake had to wait two minutes yet, before the cockatoo was panting and gasping, pulling himself off of the well-used hen. Laughing, Nigel said, "I've raped plenty of birds in my day, but I had no idea it could feel that good!"

Jewel was lifted into the air, the snake twirling her around until she was standing upright, her talons barely scraping the soft earth beneath her. She whimpered, feeling Nigel's sticky cum pouring out of her vent like a waterfall, splattering the ground. What did I ever do to deserve this? she wondered idly. The looming darkness woke her up, however, looking up with wide eyes into the descending pink tunnel that was Asmodeus' throat.

"No!" she cried, reflexively, which perked up Nigel's attention.

The cockatoo just laughed as the snake lowered his head toward Jewel, his eyes falling between her legs at the mess forming beneath her. Nigel caught himself, clucking his beak, and saying, "Wait!"

Asmodeus eyed the cockatoo with slits. "What?"

"Don't you see how beautiful she is?" Nigel asked.

Asmodeus said, "She's not my type. And?"

Nigel strutted forward, his eyes meeting Jewel's. "Lean her back a bit - I want another go." When the snake hissed, Nigel quickly added, "Feel free to swallow her, as long as it is head first. Just let me get my rhythm going first - I'm sure I'll finish before you."

He hissed again, but Asmodeus complied, leaning Jewel back until she was at a forty-five degree angle. The blue macaw's eyes widened once again, shrieking, "No! Just...eat me already!"

The snake's tongue flicked out, tasting her. "Soon enough," he hissed.

Jewel kicked her feet, trying to escape the approaching cockatoo, but the snake's coils were only tighter now than before. He moved until he was face to face with his hen, his soft thighs spreading hers apart. Both Nigel and Asmodeus were watching her hungrily, and all Jewel could manage was to whimper hopelessly.

Nigel thrust forward, slamming his aching cloaca against hers. Squelch! Her legs dangled uselessly on either side of the horny cockatoo, her sopping entrance trembled as she was once again violated. She squawked one last time, in desperation, looking up ready to see her death slowly descending over her head.

She had to look twice. What? Even as she watched, she saw the gaping, pink tunnel through the snake's gaping jaws, but he descended not toward her. Nigel was so distracted with his rapid thrusts, he didn't notice what was happening until those toothless jaws clamped down around his crested head.

Nigel couldn't speak clearly, so Jewel did for him, crying, "What??"