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He'd said it was a private mansion, but Jacqueline Angelina Blue Jay hadn't quite expected it to be THIS big. The private estate on the edge of the suburbs certainly looked like it was large enough to hold the entire senior class, which was a good thing because that was the guest list; everyone had banded together under the roof of one of the richest kids in school to have one massive graduation party, to celebrate the end of high school. As she listened to the heavy beats leaking through open windows, Jacqueline couldn't suppress a slight shiver of apprehension. She didn't want to graduate high school as a virgin, that much she was sure of, but... she hadn't found a guy meaningful enough to have her first time with. She had stalled and postponed, but now the end of senior year was here, and she wanted to at least do something crazy while she was still reckless and eighteen. She could hear the dull roar of a crowd and the heavy pounding of subwoofers through the door, so she swallowed nervously and built up the courage to take that first step.

She fidgeted a little bit as she stared at the mansion. Her feathers ruffled a little, and her cheeks colored under the blue feathers. The roar of the crowd through the doors almost drove her back, and she swallowed hard. Taking a deep breath, she mounted the first step, then another. All too soon, she reached the top and lifted her hand to knock. No answer came, so another slightly louder knock was given, but her only reply was the roaring music. Hand went to the handle, and she discovered that it was unlocked. Stepping into the foyer, she glanced around. Pressing into the wall as people brushed past her, she could smell the alcohol and heat from all of them. It had the little bird ruffling her feathers a bit more, apprehensive of what exactly would happen tonight.

Tugging at the hem of her halter top, and the shorts she wore she was struck by the knowledge that she had certainly dressed more conservatively than some of the girls at the party. Though it was more feathers than she had shown most normal days, especially considering she didn't have her handy backless hoodie to hide in. This wasn't a night for hiding though, it was the night for wildness. Nodding to herself, she made her way through the rooms, towards the kitchen. First order of the night? A drink. Liquid courage!

Sour alcohol and thick musk made a reeking miasma in the crowd closest to the DJ, but as she finally found her way into the kitchen, the music had faded somewhat behind her, and people were more interested in drinking and talking than dancing. A Coyote on the way out of the kitchen narrowly avoided slamming into her, but he dove sideways to deflect his momentum, neatly avoiding her and stumbling to a halt. A surprised chirp escaped her and she slid sideways into the wall, shying away from what had looked like an inevitable collision. His voice was a light tenor, easy and playful, and he had a little bit of crazy in his eyes as he looked at her and smiled.

"Oh, sorry about that, wasn't looking where I was going."

He stopped to give her a once over, eyes sweeping right over her flat chest to linger on the high hem of her shorts. She shivered with a little thrill to see that he was so blatantly examining her, a thrill that only increased as his eyes trailed right back up her body to meet hers. He flashed a sharp canine smile as he spoke with a cocky baritone, the kind of voice a teenager gets when he knows his feet are fast enough to get him out of any trouble.

"I don't think we've met before, I'd remember running past a cute thing like you. The name's William 'Blackjack' Elsik, but most call me Will."

Staring up at him, and blinking wide eyes, before she fluffed her feathers a little in a show of shyness. The thrill of him looking at her had her squirming a bit as her tail feathers splayed.

"I... I'm Jacqueline... Jackie... I'm Jackie." Stuttering a little bit, she offered a shy smile. His offhanded compliment made her blush a little, but she was in the theatre club, so she did a good job hiding it. It made a warmth build in her as she stepped closer, only to blush when she realized what she was doing and hesitantly pull away a bit. Will had sharp eyes though, and he still noticed the slight hint of color that rose to her cheeks.

"Jackie, huh? Alright then. Listen, I've got to run and go grab some stuff, but I should be back in the kitchen in around... five minutes? I would -love- to get to know you better."

There was a slight suggestion in the way he tilted the last words, but he had vanished into the crowd before she could reply.

Her feathers ruffled a little and perked up, smiling to him as she nodded a little bit. "Five minutes... okay..."

She blushed, and the insinuation in his words had her watching him as he vanished into the crowd. With a small shiver, she stepped into the kitchen. Looking around, and heading to find a drink: something, anything. The sight that met her eyes was not one she had expected, but probably one she shouldn't have been surprised to see.

"I be tellin' you mon, dis poshun gon' be perfect once I be done with it."

Shadoka was a beast of a mottled brown crocodile from Louisiana. He'd walked the school with an air of mystery, and rather than try to aspire the Jamaican Voodoo stereotype, he encouraged it. Black magic, voodoo, dolls and potions, the whole nine yards. Some people thought it was just to get attention, but if you asked him about it, he would very seriously reply. He stood in the kitchen stirring a legitimate wrought iron cauldron filled with god knows what that actually leaked smoke from over the edge. He'd gone for the full effect too, with a white skull and skeleton painted on over his mottled brown scales. He wore loose leather shorts, ripped off just above the knees, and his legs were painted with a skeleton to match his arms. Jackie wondered if the skeleton paint extended down to his... personal area, before her attention was caught by another figure,

"I do not understand why you take so long to make simple alcohol drink. In Russia, we drink, we have good time, we wake up next morning and wish we do not drink quite so much. I do not understand this... whatever you doing. Take so much time making drink, you have less time for party."

Kozma was a Russian white tiger, captain of the wrestling team, and heart throb of more or less every girl on campus. His thick skin literally rippled with muscles, and he too had opted to go shirtless for the party, showing broad horizontal black stripes across his snowy back. He leaned against a bar, back to Jackie, and she was close enough that she could have run her fingers through his fur if she'd wanted. He'd gone for black jeans against his white fur, and Jackie had to stop for a moment just to stare at him. Shadoka had chased everyone else out of the kitchen already, so that he could work in peace, but apparently, the Russian tiger was interesting enough to be allowed to stay.

"Yu say dat now, mon, but jus' wait unteel mah poshun be finished. Dis take you all da way to da stars and back, and best of all, yu don' be gettin' a hangover after. Is worth a small wait, no?"

"You tell about potions all year, would be criminal to not try some now. Still, you take too long. I stand here, talking, when I could be drinking. Can you not work faster?"

"Pay-shins mon. It be ready when it be ready."

Jackie froze as she entered the kitchen, and her quiet claw steps had prevented them from hearing her. Her breath caught in her throat as she surveyed them both. The shy blue jay blinked as she fluffed her feathers, and became sharply aware of how close she was to Kozma. Her eyes darted between the two uncertainly. They hadn't noticed her, so she took a few halting steps backwards, uncertain. A soft chirp escaped her when she bumped into a chair, and her cheeks colored. She froze as both turned to her, certain that she would get yelled at and sent off.

After all, these two, mysterious and handsome as they were, were heart throbs, and she was just a member of the theatre club. A shy little nerd by comparison - though without her hoodie and loose pants, she had nice curves and could have ended up one of the prettier girls in school with her bright and colorful plumage. If she wasn't so shy, it probably would have gone over much better popularity wise. Her eyes trailed over the two of them; she couldn't help it. They were eye candy, and she was going to drink them in while she could.

In the silence after her little bump into the chair, she blurted the first thing that came to mind. "C-can I try it? When it's ready..."

Shadoka barely spared a glance from the concoction he was working on, but Kozma had no such occupation, and he turned to see who had intruded.

"Well well well, what have we here? A pretty bird, come to preen her feathers? Come closer to Kozma, I do not bite."

Much like William had, his eyes ran down the full length of her body, but his lingered especially on her wings. The blue, white, and black interspersed with streaks of red was a dramatic display, but she pulled her wings back tight, shy for him to be staring so. His left hand disappeared beneath the bar counter, out of sight, and she blushed beneath his lingering eyes at the thought of what that hand could be doing. He wasn't just muscular; he was

His body looked like the kind you would see dominating an art museum. His broad shoulders and rippling strength was a joy to look at, and it wasn't until he raised a hand to beckon her forwards that she realized she had been staring.

"Ah... well... I didn't... I was looking for a drink..."

"Ack, voodoo crocodile has declared alcohol to be his. Took every drop, and is mixing into a 'Poshun.' Like you, I wait for drink, but he say potion not ready."

"Aye mon, we be waiting for BlackJack, he be comin' wit' de final ingredients."

"Yes, yes, you say many times already. 'De poshun be not ready yet, mon.' Cannot understand why you obsess over leetle alcohol."

There was something innately ridiculous about a Russian tiger mimicking a creole accent, and Jackie giggled at his performance. She was a bit closer now, but she wasn't quite expecting it when he stepped sideways to sling a casual arm around her shoulders. He pressed her firmly to his side, and she almost fainted just from being held by him. She could

his strength radiating from every point her feathers touched his fur.

"Pretty songbird, what is your name? If we thirsty commoners must wait on voodoo crocodile's whims, we may at least be thirsty together."

His chin was level with the top of her head and his warm fur was just as wonderfully soft as she had imagined it would be. He nuzzled the top of her head, blowing warm air over her feathers.

"Will s-said he'll be here in a few minutes..." She blushed prettily and fidgeted on the spot, looking between the two as she offered a soft explanation. "I... ran into him outside the door..."

She looked up at him, eyes bright and cheeks pink as she offered a shy little grin. "I'm Jackie..."

He was warm, almost as warm as she was; the average body heat among Avians was significantly higher than most other civilized. He was soft though, and she couldn't stop herself from reaching a hand up to wrap an arm around him, digging her fingers through the rich fur on his back. After all, he was holding her against his side, and she wasn't going to waste the chance. The nuzzle was unexpected though, and it prompted a delighted trilling from her. Her feathers fluffed out, making her look and feel a great deal softer; a throwback of instinct that was a clear indication of happiness.

"Jackie? Short for Jacqueline, I assume? A beautiful name, for a beautiful songbird. If only Will would hurry up. That crazy Coyote... for someone as fast as he claims to be, he certainly takes his time."

"Yes..." She murmured softly, a pleased flushed that he had guessed right. The feathers on her head tufted up slightly before she heard a steady staccato tattoo of footsteps on tile, and then she heard a familiar voice shout "I'm back guys!" She turned, just in time to see Will jump clean over the bar, hip sliding along the marble surface, before landing in a perfect crouch stop by Shadoka. Now she knew why he looked familiar; he wasn't an athlete on any of the school teams, but he was a member of the city's local Parkour Club. They had a MeTube channel and everything, called themselves the Stacked Deck. Will was the Will, 4

best among them, and that combined with his dark fur had earned him the nickname BlackJack. Some of his feats were nearing insane, and it seemed he had little regard for his own safety. He'd jumped gaps eight feet wide, scaled straight up sheer walls, even jumped from a three story roof and rolled it off like it was nothing.

He stood up, holding two bottles of what looked like moonshine; the unlabeled glass bottles were covered in dust with real corks stopping them. A dark liquid between golden amber and bloody red filled them, and they somehow looked sinister and appealing at the same time. Both bottles lost their tops, and were upended directly into the cauldron.

"Ahhh, tank yu mon, dat be just what was needed."

"Keep your thanks, I just can't wait for you to finish this concoction."

"All in good time, mon. I just need to mix it even now."

Will turned, and saw Jackie fluffed up against Kozma's side, and he gave a long wolf whistle.

"Damn, girl. You work fast." His voice dropped to mimic Kozma's thick Russian accent, and he puffed out his chest. "Kozma, dear communist ally, you have wealth enough to share, no? Share your treasure with all good citizen, for good of Mother Russia."

Kozma growled softly, laughing as he did.

"If you had done accent wrong, I tear you limb from limb. As is, you make me laugh. Your club should change your card from Jack to Joker."

"Hey!"

The great Tiger simply laughed and shook his head, ignoring Will for now.

"What say you, Jackie? Are you fellow communist, to share prosperity among fellow Russians, or would you keep such beauty to yourself?"

He rubbed the warm pads of his left hand against her shoulder, and his proximity was making her head fuzzy. He'd asked her a question, but... something in the way the thick words fell from his lips made her shudder.

The implications of what he'd asked her hit a moment later, and her thighs trembled at the prospect. The subconscious floof of her feathers had her smiling shyly when Will looked at her. A deep flush spread over her cheeks at his whistle and his words, but mostly because... she was considering saying yes. Wasn't that what she was here to do?

Looking up at Will, she felt so warm, and it was all so nice... so whatever 'no's' she had been about to murmur... all her protests died with a small smile. "I think I could go for a little bit of sharing..." There was a warm, dreamy quality to her voice.

Kozma shot a wicked grin towards Will before turning to Shadoka with a laugh.

"What say you, Voodoo Crocodile? If we Jamaican enough to drink potion, you Russian enough to share songbird?"

"Ai tink dat be a wonderful idea mon. Better yet, mah poshun be readeh."

He reached into the bag and withdrew an ornate silver goblet. It was a classy thing, engraved with more fine details than she had the presence of mind to notice, and he dipped the entire thing into the cauldron. Withdrawing the full goblet from the cauldron, tiny drops of red amber fell from the base back into the great pot.

"Ai must drink first, as a show of good faith, but afta dat, I tink Jacqueline deserves da second goblet. If, of course, she be brave enough to taste da power of voodoo... brave enough to taste of three men."

He used the French pronunciation, slurring the J until it sounded closer to shz. He threw back his head and drained the goblet in one pull, throat working to swallow every drop. Task done, he gave a low croaking growl.

"Ahhh... der be nuttin' like a good dose of fireblood to put life in da veins. Yu drink da firs' cup all at once, for the best effect."

He dipped the goblet back into the cauldron, and Kozma gentle pushed Jackie forwards as Shadoka proffered the crimson liquid towards her.

Jackie was enchanted by the three, a little star struck to have gone from a nobody at school to having the attention of three of the most attractive and wanted males there. It was enough to keep her smiling and not really considering what she was doing. When Shadoka offered her the second drink from it, she blushed a little bit and nodded. When Kozma pushed her forward she took the goblet from Shadoka. A moment to raise it and she offered a smile to the three.

"Bottoms up..!" Tilting her head back she drained the cup. It tasted like fire but felt like ice, burning down her throat with a spicy twinge that still left her shaking and chilled in its aftermath. As it hit her stomach, the feel of it changed, and great warmth began radiating outwards into all of her limbs. She coughed, slightly dizzy from the odd rush. It had tasted delicious and her first thought was that she wanted more, but if there was as much alcohol in it as she suspected, one goblet was more than enough; she was a bird, the lightest of lightweights!

They applauded and cheered her as she drank it down, and Kozma roughly slapped her on the back to help her coughing.

"A regular champion, this one is! CROCODILE! Let American Dog and I have turn, then we may find some place with privacy."

Kozma pulled it back in proud swallows, ending the drink with a roar that reverberated through the air!

"YES! Tt burns throat all of way down to stomach. Is good, good drink should make good fire."

Will grinned and laughed as the goblet was filled for him; he was no stranger to strong drink either, as this wasn't his first party. As it poured down his gullet though, his eyes shot wide and he almost gagged, forcing himself to finish the cup through sheer will alone.

"Holy Hell, Shadoka, what did you put in that?"

"A little snake venom, some powdered chicken bones, nothing too unusual. Ai may have also added my own, harsh, home brewed moonshine. I wanted to make a lasting impression mon, and Fireblood seemed just da ting for a party like this. It make you feel alive, make your soul burn wit' fire, someting I tink we be needin' soon, no? Let us see if any of the upstairs rooms be vacant... we be needin' our privacy."

He simply wrote "Fireblood Potion" and his name on a piece of paper, and propped it next the cauldron and the goblet still dappled with crimson beads. Shadoka then turned to Jackie, who stood wavering on her feet, and made an ornate bow.

"Come, leetel 'Songbird'... we should find our privacy... unless, joo be feelin' a bit... dangerous? I care not, a kitchen be as good a place as any."

Kozma laughed, and Will threw a surprised glance towards the Crocodile, but Shadoka's eyes were only on hers, as he awaited her answer.

More than just her stomach, the potion burned all the way down to her talons. It set her heart racing and her fingers twitching almost unbidden. There was an itch between her legs that set her blood aflame almost as much as it embarrassed her.

Jackie coughed a little once more and laughed. Her cheeks turned pink at the insinuating tone and suggestions. His bow only made her blush more. She took a small step back, right into Kozma's hard stomach, but finally managed to catch her balance after wobbling a moment. The suggestion that the kitchen was a good place had her fumbling for an answer.

"W-well... maybe not t-the kitchen... b-but somewhere.. soon." It made her hot, warm, her body trembling, and feeling the rush through her blood. It was enough to set her to squirming in place as she fidgeted under the attention.

"I have been to this place before. Is nice house, but is built like maze. Come, stairs are this way."

Kozma swept Jackie off of her feet, and her wings were left to drape downwards in front of the tiger she was cradled in his strong arms. She gasped and chirped in delight, nestling against him as she pressed in close to his warm embrace. He supported all of her weight with his right arm, and she snuggled into his embrace. The questing fingers of his left hand traced a line down her back even as they walked up the stairs. He's started high, between her wings, but his finger trailed lower, lower... she could feel each bone in her spine shiver as his finger slid down her back, and it continued its journey until it slipped between her legs to gently rub against her virgin cloaca. His fingers made her moan cutely, high voice occasionally spiking into a twitter of birdsong.

Will nimbly dodged around them with a characteristically wolfish grin on his face. Nimble paws barely made a sound against the carpet, and eager hands and tried the first door he saw. Luck was on their side, and it turned out to be one of the larger guest rooms, complete with bathroom and shower. The door was old fashioned, locking from either side with an unnecessarily ornate key. Shadoka locked the door behind them, but left the key in the lock.

Jackie's muscles twitched and her tail feathers fanned out in anxiety, but the door was locked now and she had three hungry men alone with her. If there had been a point of no return, it had passed without her notice; there could be no chickening out now. Will, noticing that he was overdressed, quickly lost his shirt as Kozma laid their Songbird down on the bed. The massive tiger continued to tickle her with his finger, pushing her silk panties into her cloaca slightly as she quickly soaked both her panties and her shorts. She twittered again, rocking her hips towards Kozma's experienced fingers. Will knelt beside the bed, pushing one hand underneath her shirt to run his fingers through her soft feathers while his other pushed downwards into his pants. Even if she didn't have breasts, her feathers were soft and smooth, warm to the touch in a way that excited him despite her lack of mammaries.

"So, Jackie... you woman enough to take all three of us at once, or would you rather go in rounds?"

He undid his jeans and started working his cock into a full erection. Shadoka had already lost his leather shorts, revealing that he did indeed have bones painted over his skin all the way to the pelvis The most important bone needed no paint though, and he leaned back against a wall to enjoy the show while Kozma tickled her.

Jackie had a decision to make, and she shuddered nervously as she examined her choices. This was supposed to be a night to lose her virginity, to experience something wild, and something crazy. Looking at the three with a drink fuzzed mind, she thought to tell them to take it in rounds, but her tongue disobeyed her thoughts.

"Let's try all of you at once..." She looked at the three of them and moaned as she realized they were really here, really in the room with her. This wasn't a dream... this was about to actually happen. She wriggled out of her shirt and shorts, smiling even as she blushed furiously at disrobing before their hungry eyes. This left her in only her pink panties, with quite a noticeable damp patch between her thighs.

"Ah, we got a brave virgin here, mon. She wan' ta jump into da deep end on her first time."

Will blinked, looked at him crossways, and Jackie herself gasped with shock as she stuttered a question.

"H-h-how did you know?"

"I be a witch docta, little Songbird. It be mah business to know dese tings. Don' worry doh, we three kings gon' make this night special. One of the effects of my potion... we all be sterile, for da night at least."

Will had guiltily fallen back a bit, but Kozma just pressed his finger a bit deeper, pushing her panties a bit further into her cloaca. She gasped, her back arching and her wings flaring as the pushed her hips into his hand. Her nimble fingers twisted in the sheets on the bed, hesitant to reach out and touch them. Kozma grinned at her reaction, twisting his finger as Jackie twisted the sheets.

"I suspected, but had no way to know for sure. She know what she want, but she does not act like woman who know how to get it."

Jackie squirmed in both lust, and shyness. Her virginity was something that she had half hoped to leave at the door and forget about, but she wasn't too surprised that they had noticed. Her voice faltered in shame as she blushed furiously.

"That... that isn't a problem, is it?"

Shadoka stepped forwards then, rubbing his dick with his left hand and reaching out to rub his fingers through her feathers with his right. His dangerous smile was all the answer she needed.

Kozma was purring like a thunderstorm, rubbing his cheek against her leg, ignoring the question as if it wasn't even worth considering.

Her eyes finally fell on Will, who was still on his ass where he'd fallen backwards, dick erect, staring at her. She looked at him with pleading eyes, and he smiled weakly.

"Where I come from, it's mighty impolite to say no to a lady. I'm fine with a four way, but only one of us gets to truly be your first, I think we can agree that you should pick."

Kozma's restless fingers continued to pursue her virgin flower through her panties. She gasped again, trying to think about the question through the haze of lust flowing through her mind. She tore her eyes from him, turning her head slightly to let her gaze fall upon William. He had an inherent kindness to him, a kind of gentle warmth that the Tiger and Crocodile somehow lacked. It was easy to see, by the flash of guilt he had felt. Something set him apart though, something she couldn't quite understand. It spoke to her, tugging on her mind, and she knew without a doubt that she wanted him to be her first. Giving a small whimper and a squirm, she spoke softly.

"C-could... Will? Would you..."

Most girls would have given their heart to have Kozma take their cherry, and she knew she would be the envy of the school if she did, but... something in Will's guilt, his kindness, had prompted her to pick him over the others.

Shadoka laughed as if he had expected her decision, sharing an odd, almost conspiratory glance with Will. Kozma shrugged as if he didn't care one way or the other, and Will pulled himself into a crouch on the floor and smiled.

"Alright then. Let's get you a bit more comfortable then."

Shadoka caught the look in his eye just in time to move out of the way, but Will caught Jackie completely by surprise. He pushed forwards onto his haunches in a crouch before jumping forwards clear over the bed. He grabbed her shoulders in a natural seeming extension of the spin and pulled her with him, rolling them both off the bed and onto the ground. They landed on the floor, with Jackie on top of Will. Shadoka and Kozma roared with laughter at Jackie's shrill screech of surprise, taking even more mirth from her considerable blush afterwards. Will pulled her down into a kiss then, and the laughter behind her faded into nothing, along with the rest of the world. She exhaled softly as she kissed him back. Her body pressed in close and her thighs straddling his hips. With his muzzle pushing apart her beak, nothing else existed for her for a moment. His tongue pushed into her beak, and she chirped again, kissing him back for all she was worth. Beaks were quite noticeably not made for kissing, so their tongues made for quite a sloppy dance.

Then, the rest of the world came back into existence and Kozma slid her panties down her creamy white thighs. Wasting no time, thrust his head forwards and lapped at her cloaca with reckless abandon, rough tongue dragging over her entire mound. Will pushed upwards, grinding his knot and shaft against Jackie's slick flesh in time with her moans of pleasure, crooked smile on his face until he yelped with surprise. Kozma dipped his rough tongue down Jackie's feathers to Will's puckered ass, and he pushed hard, dragging it up the wolf's knot before returning to bury his cold nose in Jackie's hindquarters. He'd heard the rumors that the tiger was secretly bisexual, but he hadn't quite believed them until he felt that rough tongue along his meat. He smiled up at Jackie, running his hands up and down her bare sides.

"Well then, Jacqueline. You ready to become a woman?"

She was moaning, lost in kisses and the feel of heat - the wetness that escaped her soaking a feline tongue as she arched her back a little and pressed close. She nodded slowly, still blushing furiously.

"Y-yea... Just... all at once, okay? I'm not a fan of taking things slow..." She twittered and chirped slightly, anxious and afraid at the same time. More than that though... she wanted this. She wanted it with an aching fire that seared her soul, and she couldn't wait for his flesh to fill hers.

Will grinned wickedly, immensely happy that avians lacked the hymen present in most mammalians. It might hurt a little for her to stretch for the first time, but there would be no great pain for her.

He stroked the downy feathers around her neck and licked her beak playfully. Spreading her legs with his, he lowered her onto the tip of his hard erection, and he whined softly in anticipation as he felt her moist lips parting around his engorged flesh. The Blue Jay gave a little trembling smile, and then she was shivering; the feeling of his tip rubbing against her wet body had her twittering in anticipation. A pleased chirping escaped her as she tilted her head back and sighed in pleasure. He hesitated briefly before he pushed in hard, shoving her down even as he thrust upwards. His cock slid through her well lubricated cloaca, naturally sliding down the fork that led to her egg chamber. He'd misjudged the force required though, and slammed her hard enough that his partially inflated knot slipped into her with a wet squelch. His canine dick twitched in her wet embrace, and it took every ounce of willpower he had to not go down on her and fuck her brains out right there.

"Congrats, Songbird... but I think our friend wants his turn now."

She was already trilling, body easily stretching around his canine cock. She was a fan of unnecessarily large dildos, so there wasn't even a twinge of pain at his entry, nothing to tame the burning lust his flesh ignited. She paused and cocked her head curiously for a moment before she felt Kozma's tapered tip pressing at the bottom of her cloaca.

"That was easy part, leetel Songbird. This part is much harder, and no offense to American Dog, but Kozma is real man who stretch women even when he is alone. You look like you can take it though... most birdies I've seen can stretch.

She twittered, fearful and anxious again, but she still wanted to try. She nodded to him. "Y-yes... yes... I think... if you take it slow..." She angled her hips, prying herself off of Will's knot and angling her rear to try and give him a larger target. Jackie's eyes widened as she took in his large rod, suppressing a spike of fear at the idea that his tool was going to go right up her digestive track.

The great Tiger looked down at himself, then back to Jackie for a moment before he vanished into the bathroom. Will and Jackie exchanged a confused look while rummaging noises emanated from the water closet. Kozma returned triumphant, holding a bottle of skin lotion. Shadoka laughed heartily, and Kozma growled softly and raised his voice to defend himself.

"What? I will need lubrication if I am to fit under her tail. I am real man, and would not want to hurt pretty Songbird."

Will continued to slide his meat in and out of her virgin flesh as Jackie looked between her wings uncertainly. She'd wanted to try something crazy, but... well, she was having second thoughts as she watched the tiger lubricate his massive spear of a dick. It was tapered toward the end, which was a good thing, but the barbs that covered its length looked like they would be either heaven or hell. Kozma took the time to smear the lubricating skin product all over his shaft before he stepped forwards, aiming the tip right between Will's shaft and the top of her cloaca. He had to get his hands on her, pushing one thumb, then the other to spread her

wide enough to fit. The tip went in easily, but then he pushed and pushed and kept on pushing. His pointed tip spread her flesh easily, but there would be no single massive push where he hilted himself; she was too tight.

Jackie was moaning and panting, high on arousal and almost overheating just from the ecstasy of it. Heat poured off of her naturally hot blooded body, more than enough to set Kozma and Will both panting from the heat. With her breeding tunnel filled by Will's shaft, the only place for him to go was right into her rectum, and she couldn't suppress a moaning twitter as he spread her dirty rear. He lay his chest across her back, flattening her wings out on either side of them, content for now to feel her writhe and squirm at the invasion of her body. Will reached up and patted the large cat on the shoulder, chuckle in his voice as he spoke.

"Kozma, I think we'd best just sit awhile while she... stretches out."

Will could feel the Tiger's larger than average cock rubbing his in the tight tunnel of Jackie's cloaca. The barbs scratching at his shaft and knot barbs tickled him in a decidedly dirty manner, and he couldn't decide between feeling aroused and feeling weirded out. Even the slightest twitch from either man set Jackie groaning again, and every time she so much as shifted, their cocks rubbed together inside of her.

Jackie's feathers fluffed as she twittered again, barely able to think through the confusing mixture of pain and pleasure that came from having both of her tunnels stretched to their limit. Still, she'd brought three men upstairs with her, and there one orifice yet that needed to be filled.

"I hope you dinnae forget about me, little Jacqueline. Come, have a taste of the bayou."

His crocodile shaft poked against her beak as he waited for her to do what she wanted with it. It was odd, to be certain; there was a knot-like bulge similar to the one Will had pressed up against her, but his knot was at the tip. Aside from that though, his smooth, gleaming flesh was unmarked.

Wills hands on her chest supported her, leaving her arms free to grab hold of the grinning crocodile in front of her. One hand came up to grip his hips and the other curled around his base. The liquid heat in her veins seemed to ignite as she parted her beak and pulled him into her mouth. Then her pointed tongue was licking, and tasting as she slowly started to take him into her throat. She gagged, of course, but kept going until her beak was as wide as it would go and a fair measure of his cock flesh was lodged in her throat. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in eagerness.

They all three of them ran their fingers through her feathers, their hands igniting fires wherever they roamed. Shadoka fluffed her head and shoulders, Will supported her chest, and Kozma felt his way around her cheeks and thighs. It felt obscene, but... exhilarating. Every one of her holes was stuffed with a man's dick, and they ran their fingers through her feathers as if they owned her, but she wanted to be owned. She wanted to be sought, to be lusted after, and they all trembled with lust over her. It was obscene, yes, and she'd have been called a slut by her friends, but at the same time, it was the most satisfying thing in the world, and she couldn't wait for them to begin fucking her in earnest.

The exhilaration had her panting and gasping around the dick in her mouth as she felt their groping hands. It prompted her to press into them, to move to their whims. They wanted her, these three handsome men wanted her; they more than wanted her, they were fucking her. She knew they had high standards, she'd never heard a whisper of anything like this in school, and the rumors would circulate. When didn't they? This, though... this was brilliance. It was perfect, and she felt wanted and desired... beautiful.

Shadoka seemed content to let Jackie experiment with a blowjob, and he communicated with moans and gasps exactly what he enjoyed. Kozma decided that he'd had enough waiting then, and drew his meat all the way back. His barbs scraped along her with his withdrawal, and she all but screeched in pleasure as she felt every scrape. Will too gasped, unable to prevent a soft moan as Shadoka's barbs brushed his knot, so he pressed deep and hard, pushing up into Jackie to brace her against his knot. Then, the Tiger pushed in again, with considerably more power and speed than the first time, and she'd have screamed from pleasure if she hadn't been gagged by the crocodile's bulbous dick that was almost entirely down her throat.

Will took his turn then, withdrawing slowly as Kozma held her up, but slamming into her with enough force that her lips parted a bit farther, preparation for the knotting she both wanted and dreaded. She knew he was going to, she could feel it in the way he trembled, but he restrained himself from trying to push it in quite yet. Kozma pulled back again, but this time, he did not pause between thrusts. He settled into a slow and easy rhythm as her almost painfully tight flesh stretched to accommodate them. Will soon joined him, thrusting on his withdraw so that they alternated in a steady rhythm of lust. She was all but senseless from the pleasure, and as her previously pure body was violated by the three sexiest men in her high school class, she had her first orgasm of the night. Her body tightened and eyes rolled back, juices flowed along Will's shaft from deep in her sex. Her muscles rippled around both of them, rhythmically, squeezing them and trying to milk an orgasm that wasn't coming for a while yet. Her tongue vibrated against Shadoka's cock as she moaned again.

They felt her peak, and slowed back a touch, giving her a bit of time to build up again before they really went down on her. Shadoka pulled his dick out of her mouth to give her a chance to catch her breath, and he traced the blue patterns on her face with one scaly thumb.

"How you be feelin' mon? Enjoyin' your first time?"

Kozma laughed and leaned forwards, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. His whiskers tickled her cheek as he answered for her.

"Of course she is! Kozma is

Russian Man, know how to show little songbird good time, one she not forget."

His words were accompanied by the continuation of him ramming his tree trunk up her rectum, and she couldn't answer at first because she was too busy moaning, but he paused long enough to let her speak.

She pressed her warm, feathered body against Will, hugging him while she tried to catch her breath. Gasping when Shadoka pulled away, she tried to organize a sentence in her lust addled mind as quickly as she could. She grinned, cheeks tweaking upwards at the edges of her beak before she managed a few words.

"Y-yes..! It's... a-ah... better than I... d-dreamed! S-so good..!" Her words were accompanied by chirps and twitters that she just couldn't keep down.

Kozma nuzzled the tuft of feathers atop her head affectionately, and his rumbling purrs vibrated through her back like a massage.

"Do you see, Voodoo Crocodile? She not forget her first feelings of real men. Now, step closer. I think songbird is thirsty, yes?"

"Thirsty she may be mon, but she gon' have to work for dis drink."

He stepped in again and pushed his bulbous cock into her mouth and right down her throat. She gagged and tried to swallow impulsively, and Shadoka pulled back out as she coughed.

"Breathe, Jacqueline. 'tis a feelin' dat takes gettin' used to."

She did, and once she'd regained her breath, he fed his meat back into her mouth, slowly. Her beak spread as wide as it could go, and he managed to get his dick in her throat without her gagging this time. She was breathing rapidly through her nose, and she moaned and chirped as Will and Kozma kept fucking her. Shadoka could feel every whine, every moan, every chirp, as he throat squeezed his dick, the soft vibrations only heightening his pleasure. He started to fuck her throat then, gently sliding his cock down her neck even when she gagged. Kozma was certainly a lot to handle, but she adored it, adored the feeling of being pinned by a predator and filled by them. All three of them. The "Voodoo Crocodile" was rapidly approaching an orgasm, and he was going to empty his seed directly into her belly. She looked up at him then, blue eyes wide with innocence even as she took his dick in her throat, and that sent him over the edge. He grabbed her head and pulled her as far over his dick as she could go, then shot his load directly down her throat into her stomach. Her feathers ruffled and she chirped in surprise noise, although she drank down as much of that messy cum as she could. The knot on the end of his dick swelled then, widening her throat until she ran the danger of choking, so he pulled out of her with a sick squelch and a gasp. She pulled back too, gasping and coughing slightly just in time to catch the rest of his spooge on her face and into her open mouth. Her face looked becoming splattered with his seed like that, and her chest heaved as she reached her second orgasm of the night from the knowledge of what he had just done. Shadoka just laughed and wiped his cock clean on her cheek while she twitched and moaned in release, then stood back to stroke himself lazily as he watched Will and Kozma continue to pound her.

Jackie was a mess, her face and chest splattered with cum, her thighs lewdly spread, and her feathers ruffled, but it felt so good. And she had never looked prettier, sexy and desirable. Her body arched against the two males still fucking her, and she chirped loudly. "A-ah..! Yes..! F-fuck me..!"

They all too happily obeyed, and their dicks pistoned in and out of Jackie's nubile form, but they now appeared more concerned with outlasting each other than anything else. Shadoka hadn't minded being the first to tag out, it meant he'd be ready for a second go while the others rested, but both Will and Kozma both pounded her raw in some unspoken contest of machismo. Kozma's barbs scratched hard at an itch she didn't even know she had, and Will's knot slammed into her soft folds, trying and failing to stretch them wide enough to fit his knot it.

"Little songbird wants the knot, yes? She wants the American Dog's thick knot stuck in her cunt. Kozma can help that."

He hilted himself in her, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and slammed her down on Will's knot with his considerable strength behind the push.

Jackie had no chance to say that she wanted it; Kozma had decided it was time for her to take Will's knot, and he wasn't going to take no for an answer. She screamed as the knot forced her lips aside and stretched her farther than she had thought she could go. The unexpected feeling of finally sinking his knot in elicited a barking yelp from Will, and his knot swelled further still as his seed painted her flesh white. Upright like this, Will and Kozma both could see a slight bulge in her stomach from the breeding flesh up her rear, and she moaned with happiness and melted back against them. Kozma kept pounding her though, scraping his barbs against Will's knot for a few moments more before he relented and gave into his pleasure, spraying his considerable load into her intestines. It sent stars to firing behind her eyes and she tilted her head back with a cry as she felt the heat of cum filling her body. Her feathers fluffed out and she trembled, gasping. Kozma's orgasm had sent her spiraling into her third orgasm of the night. Kozma pulled out after his seed was spent, letting her abused flesh slowly squeeze closed. Even without the tiger to stretch her almost to breaking, she was still plenty tight enough, and Will relaxed in the afterglow deep inside of her, nuzzling her neck and licking her feathers in the moment of peace. A little of Kozma's cum smeared onto Will's face, but he nuzzled anyways, taking it with a grin.

The blue jay gasping, and twittering softly as she slumped down against Will. She nuzzled against him, and her feathers fluttered a little more as she felt him tickling her belly, a soft chirp into his ear and she blushed. Pulling back just a little bit to look at him, she smiled shyly and glanced at the other two.

Shadoka laughed at their cuddling, making them both blush as he set Jackie's phone down on the table.

"Ah hope yu dun' mind me taking a picture of you two. Ah send it to nobody, just something to commemorate your first time. I need to get back to brewing, I have only one night, and many potions yet to be made."

Jacqueline managed to look at him and stutter a few words through her blush. He's taken a picture of her? Splattered with cum and impaled by two dicks? If it ever made it online, she would be ruined, but... for some reason, she trusted that Shadoka had told the truth.

"Ah-uh-O-Okay, Shadoka... It was nice to... meet you."

He laughed again, and the lazy grin had existed long enough on his face to make Jackie think it was permanently etched there.

"Also, I took the liberty of addin' mah phone number to your contacts... I'd be glad to teach you a little Voodoo, if ya catch my drift. I'll grab another room and a shower, farewell young Jacqueline."

He collected his bag and his shorts and walked out the door then, apparently thinking nothing of making the short stroll down the hall to a different guest room equipped with a shower. She was left with Kozma, who reclined on the bed, and Will, still knotted beneath her, but beginning to deflate.

"So, uh... Jacqueline... you come here often?"

She laughed, nuzzling him, but was interrupted by Kozma poking her cheek with his still cum-stained rod.

"I mean no offense to you Songbird, but Voodoo crocodile is right. There are many things to do, and I cannot spend the entire night with you and American Dog. I will leave my number in your phone as well, in case you need real Russian man to hold you. I would appreciate if you could clean my flesh, first though?"

He'd said it hopefully, but Jackie had a decidedly wicked and kinky idea.

"Why don't you just wipe it clean on my back... I'm sure my feathers are soft enough."

Kozma's eyes went a little wide, and she took pride in the fact that she'd surprised him. Will joined her in laughter, but Kozma stepped forwards all the same, letting his testicles hang over her face as he wiped his dick clean in her feathery crown.

"You surprise me, Songbird. I hope you enjoy rest of night with the Dog."

He put his pants back on, punched his number into her phone, and stepped out into the hall. She wasn't surprised to see them go so soon, this was a one night stand after all, but still, she couldn't help but feel a little... unneeded. She turned towards will with a question thick in her throat and apprehension heavy in her mind.

"I s-suppose you'll be leaving once you... uh... shrink..?"

It was only expected. Three men to fuck her wild, and then walk out of her life, unless she wanted a cheap emotionless fuck at some time in the future. She couldn't help but feel a little crestfallen, until she saw William smile and lick an errant globule of semen from her beak.

"Jacqueline, I have nothing to do for the rest of the night. I might hang with the cool crowd, but... none of those douchebags are actually my friends. Nobody else from my Club is here, I really only came with the goal of getting wasted and passing out. Now, as a gentleman, it's my duty to not leave until I help you get cleaned up... but it would be my pleasure to spend a little more time with you besides. There's this diner up on west Carson Street, open 24-7 they make the best pancakes ever. Better yet, they serve breakfast all day. After we get cleaned up... perhaps you'd like something a little bit more... personal, than a gangbang?"

His fingers and his words had her blushing with happiness, and she smiled softly to him. Her feathers fluffed up in eager happiness, and though they were slick and stuck together, it still managed to look cute.

"W-well, I mean, I know you're popular... so I wasn't... I didn't want to..." Her voice trailed, off shyness catching up to her. She pressed into his touch and allowed her eyes to close with a pleased sigh. He was warm, and she was savoring his company in delight. "You know... something more personal sounds great. This party is a bust anyways." She opened her eyes and smiled to him, as she slowly pushed herself up some. She popped off his knot with a groan, seed dribbling down her thighs as she turned towards the shower. Will watched her cute rear wriggle and twitch from the confidence in her stride. Then he hauled himself up off the floor to join her, smiling that such a catch should fall right into his lap.

Jackie made it almost all the way to the bathroom door before she realized how exhausted she was and tripped over her own feet. She caught herself on the doorframe, but slid to the ground with a pained twitter. She was trying to lift herself up again when Will's strong arms wrapped around her chest and lifted her to her feet. He kept his arms around her, supporting her until they were both in the shower. He spun the knobs until a nice, hot jet of water was pouring over them both, then he guided Jackie to sit down on the little bench to the side in the shower. It was icy cold against her cheeks and she squawked in surprise, almost jumping to her feet. The exhaustion pulled at her like lead weights though, and kept her seated as Will pointed the shower nozzle directly at her.

"Just close your eyes and rest, Jackie. I'll get you cleaned up."

That sounded like a perfect plan to her, so she sat back and relaxed, letting the water pour over her and ease her tired body. She dimly heard Will squeezing some feather approved shampoo out of a bottle, and then the wonderful flow of water ceased so he could wash her. His hands spread the soap across her chest, smearing it up and onto her shoulders and then down her arms. His hands returned to her white chest and started lathering the soap through the short, fluffy feathers that covered her body.

Jacqueline kept her eyes closed, and in the quiet of the shower, she was left with nothing to focus on but his hands on her body. They rubbed and squeezed, cleaning her with firm yet gentle motions as he worked the cleaning solution deep against her skin. His hands moved up then, tickling her sensitive armpits a moment before moving down her arms. The leathery pads on his hands were warm and soft, comforting and arousing in a surprisingly intimate manner. If not for the fact that she was well and thoroughly sated, his touch would probably have made her horny again. As it was though, his paws simply felt damn good, and she melted under his touch.

"Will... you e-ever given a massage before...?"

He smiled earnestly, leaning forwards to lick her beak.

"No, at least, nothing serious."

"You -ah- you could have fooled me..."

He laughed at that, finishing her body before he returned to the bottle for more soap. This, he spread from her thighs down to her ankles, where the soft feathers were replaced by the scaly skin around her talons. His hands smoothed up and down her legs, cleaning her as thoroughly as he had her torso, and when his hands started to curve beneath her cheeks, she stood slowly, letting his hands direct her movement. She wobbled once upright, but she placed her hands on his shoulders to steady herself while he carefully cleaned her rear. No part of her was safe from his fingers, and his soapy hands rubbed her cloaca without even a hint of shame in his cheeks. She moaned at his touch, but his fingers did not linger, staying just long enough to make sure she was clean.

He stood up then, softly running his hands all the way up her legs to her shoulders, where he sudsed her neck. His hands slid higher, working the foam into her crest, but they stopped and gripped gently there as he pressed his muzzle to her beak. His tongue slipped out to wash at her mouth, and her surprised chirp only gave him room to press his tongue into her mouth. She tilted her head slightly, following his hands, and pressed her tongue into his mouth as well. It was the first kiss she'd had in a long time, and she all but melted in his arms. Despite having just met him at a gangbang, there was a surprising amount of gentle sensuality in the kiss, none of the overpowering lust she would have expected from him. When he finally pulled his mouth away, she gasped for breath and opened her eyes to his smile.

"That..."

She didn't even have words for it, couldn't explain or define this strange wolf man who seemed intent on stealing her heart.

"Would you call me a liar if I said I'd been watching you for a while?"

Her heart fluttered at that, and she stuttered for a few moments before her capability for speech failed her altogether.

"It's true... I'm a fan of theatre myself, I got to pretty much all of the school's shows. Every single time, you managed to catch my attention... A beautiful songbird on the stage, putting a vibrancy into her roles that the other players simply... lacked. I remember the first show you got a lead role in... Into the Woods, in junior year. I looked up your name in the show pamphlet, and even tried to approach you once or twice after the shows, but you were always busy celebrating with your friends... I didn't want to intrude."

Jacqueline was well and truly at a loss for words. Someone else had been crushing on her? Not just someone else, but William? He was... okay, he wasn't a celebrity, but he was popular in the right circles, and more knew his name than didn't.

"I... I never even noticed... I didn't know."

He smiled and licked her beak again.

"Well, I didn't exactly advertise the fact. I was too busy with the Stacked Deck and school to go chasing a girlfriend anyways. Now though? Now that we've graduated high school... I have to say, I'm damn glad you came to this party."

She didn't know what to think or feel about that, but her thoughts were put on hold as he kissed her again. If his earlier kiss had been a little hesitant, this one was an outpouring of emotion as his rough tongue emptied her mind. She was the one to pull back this time, absolutely overwhelmed and unable to deal with the situation.

"Will, I'm sorry, this is sweet and all, b-but..." There was her stutter again. She forced herself to stop and take a deep breath, so she could at least attempt a full sentence without tripping over her own beak. "Will, I don't even know you... and no offense, but you don't know me either. Watching me pretend to be someone else doesn't exactly give you insight into my soul."

He smiled as if he'd expected that response, and his hands trailed down her back to the base of her wings.

"That's what the pancakes are for. We can go on a date or three, get to know each other... see how things go from there? That is, if you still want to."

There was worry in his eyes now, and Jackie was torn between her inherent shyness and her need to take a chance and see where this surprising new path might lead. She smiled hesitantly and wrapped her arms around him.

"The way I hear it works, is that a man's supposed to take a girl to dinner before he beds her. You missed that pretty hard... but I think we can let it slide, if you make good on it now."

An earnest smile split his face, and he turned the water on so he could rinse her off.

"Alright then... I'll have to buy you that dinner then. I'm not sure what the hell Shadoka had in that drink, but I'm both clear headed and absolutely starving. Let's finish up, then go get those pancakes."