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Kharivas came back to the world slowly, the golden eagle groaning lightly, head swimming from his drug-induced sleep. Confusing thoughts ran through his sleepy mind; Where was he? What had happened?... Oh, god, why was he so horny?! The eagle groaned again and tried to roll over, wanting to sleep a while longer before he dealt with his burning need--

A soft gasp escaped from Khar, and he tugged at the thick, padded bindings around his wrists, eyes snapping open and revealing only darkness. He turned his head this way and that, trying to get an account of where exactly he was, but the blindfold on his eyes was nice and tight, and with his arms - and his wings, he found - so tightly bound, there was nothing he could do to remove it. He could feel cool air against his feathers... and his diamond-hard erection, which meant that, wherever he was, he was also completely exposed.

A blush crept across his face, but Khar tried to stay calm. If he was here there had to be a reason. He just needed to focus and think... He took a nice, deep breath... and gasped, his shaft twitching. He knew why he was so horny now; he could smell a female golden eagle in heat! Quite a few, it seemed! Khar groaned and shivered again, trying to ignore the alluring scent, focus on remembering just what had happened...

He remembered... a dragon. A purple eastern. Something about a scientific study, maybe? Yes, the dragon was definitely a scientist... What had it been for, though?

A sudden, sharp pain in his arm made Khar cry out. He tried to jerk his arm away from it, but the tight bonds held it in place. He felt cool liquid being injected into his arm, the needle soon retracting once its payload was delivered. Just what in the- Ack!

Four more needles were jabbed into the bird, each one injecting him with some unknown chemical. Khar didn't have long to wait to find out just what these were for, either. Soon enough, his already prominent need and lust began to rise, and he began to produce pre at an alarming rate. The bird huffed and groaned under his breath, even the subtlest touch to his body feeling like an explosion of sensation... Especially around his flexing manhood. He could even feel his external (Yes, yes, he knew that was odd for an avian...) testicles swell with a growing load, his production likely being boosted.

"Ooh... Oh god..." He groaned, rolling his hips into the air. His arousal was just as intoxicating as the scent in the air, which he now breathed in deep, craving it almost like a drug. Every lungfull that graced his body only compounded his mating instincts, and while he didn't know what the person that had tied him up hoped to gain from this, he certainly knew one thing;

He really wanted to cum!

The eagle struggled in his binds, tugging a bit harder at them, bucking into the air, trying to find someway to stimulate himself now that his cock had gone from a distraction to the unshakable focus of his attention. But, try as he might, there was nothing within thrusting distance, and the binds around his arms and legs were far too secure for him to budge them even an inch and any direction. His need just continued to climb and climb, lines of pre running from his tip and pooling in his sheath.

Khar grunted and moaned, trying to find some way to get himself off, or stimulate himself at all. His frustration began to grow along with his arousal, because absolutely nothing worked, and he was left twisting and gasping for nearly half an hour before he simply used up all his energy, flopping back onto the padded table and thrusting at the air. What was his captor trying to achieve with this?! Driving him insane?! They were doing a pretty good job so far...

"Ooh, they said you were handsome, but they didn't tell me you were already raring to go..."

The voice made Khar jolt, head turning this way and that to try and find its owner. It sounded... feminine. And the footsteps coming closer to him were definitely light. "H-Hello? Let me out of this!" He shouted, hoping that the person he assumed was a woman would listen to him. All he got was an amused giggle, and the feeling of sharp claws sliding along his exposed belly. Khar gasped and squirmed a bit, the talons pulling away juuust before they could reach his sheath. His shaft throbbed angrily in response, a thick glob of pre dripping to add to the pool on his belly, a few streaks already leaking down his sides.

"No, no, I don't think I'll be doing any of that... You're just fine as you are, and I don't intend to let you get away before I can even have my fun." The voice replies, two clawed hands coming up to grab Khar's thighs. Yes, the voice was definitely female... Putting two and two together through his haze, Khar realized it must be one of the females he was constantly being forced to smell, and his heart hammered in his chest. There was a sudden weight on the table which Khar lay, and the golden eagle almost cried out for joy. Yes! She intended to fuck him!

While he was overjoyed at first, serious concerns also popped up at the back of his mind. He didn't want to be a father, especially if she expected him to support a family. Was she clean? Just how many females was he expected to have sex with?! There had to be nearly a dozen, if not more, just from the intensity of the scents! He knew his kind were endangered, but forced breeding seemed a little... Extreme.

His cock didn't care though, especially not when those claws finally found their way to it. One cupped his swollen orbs, and the other grasped the base of his straining erection. Khar rolled his head back and moaned, louder than he would have liked to admit. His back arched into her touch, and he began to thrust, so eager to- Hey! N-No!

Just as soon as it had arrived, the firm squeeze was gone again! The frustrated eagle groaned and growled, continuing to try and thrust, wanting it to return! The female just giggled like mad, watching him writhe, trying to find something to rub his poor, needy cock against... At least the claws around his balls remained, squeezing and relaxing at a slow rhythm that just served to frustrate him further.

"Please..." Khar moaned, cheeks burning brightly. He'd barely met this woman, she'd touched him only once, and already she had him begging! "F-Fuck me, make me cum! God, I need it so bad! You don't know what they've done to me!" He panted, legs trembling. He forced himself to stop bucking, which made the female hum thoughtfully...

Khar really did cry out with joy when the squeeze returned to the base of his cock, thrusting into it hard and fast. The female didn't even say anything, letting go of his balls and scooting forward. He could feel her feathered legs against his sides as she knelt over him, and tried to adjust the thrusting cock in her hands. It was difficult, but she managed to align it, and with his next thrust Khar met now air, but warm, tight, very wet flesh!

"AaaAAAHH!" Khar screeched, hitting an orgasm immediately. His entire nervous system lit up like a christmas tree, and pleasure exploded from both his loins and in his skull. He damn well nearly passed out, but he made himself hold on. His cock jumped and spasmed, and thick, creamy ropes of his pent-up seed shot into the female's depths before she had even begun to ride him. Khar would have been horribly embarrassed under normal circumstances, but all he felt was intense relief and indescribable pleasure...

For all of a few seconds, at least. Before his orgasm had even completely tapered off, Khar knew something was wrong. His balls still ached with need, and he didn't feel the slightest bit overstimulated by the warm, wet cave sinking over his cock. He moaned and keened, bucking into the female's greedy snatch, and she moaned back in kind, walls clenching and milking around his shaft.

"Oooh, someone's very needy~ Don't worry, I'll be sure to milk you dry." The female cooed, using all the cum he'd just unloaded into her as lubrication. She began to bounce just as hard as he thrust, and it didn't take but a couple minutes for Khar to screech and cum again. The female moaned louder, hilting herself on his cock and feeling his thick cum flood her passage. Khar panted hard and just kept bucking and thrusting, wings straining and flapping against the table under him.

Sudden, harsh light suddenly assaulted the eagle, making gasp in both euphoric pleasure and slight pain. He blinked rapidly, and looked up to see the blurry image of the female riding him. She was petite, curves accentuating her effeminate form, and lacked breasts. Not that Khar cared, nor was he surprised. She was an avian, and while there were some with mammalian blood that had them, there were just as many golden eagles that did not. Khar was only focused on how gorgeous and sexy she was, and on the way her tight folds rippled and milked his achingly hard cock, squeezing it for all the seed he could hope to produce.

The female seemed to be getting close at an alarming rate as well, panting and bucking harder, moaning louder. Finally, with a screech of her own, the female did indeed hit a powerful orgasm. One that made Khar screech right back, hitting his third barely a minute after the second. She hilted him hard and he could feel her walls rippling and spasming around him, sending euphoric waves up his spine. It felt like he was floating in a tub of warm liquid, bubbles of pure pleasure rolling up his spine, each hot wad of his seed another tremor of bliss through his body.

No more words were spoken from that point. The only sounds that came from their beaks were moans and cries and screeches and keens of pleasure. Time dissolved into a blue, along with most of Khar's other senses. All he saw was the female's beautiful body, felt her tight folds, smelled her heat, heard her blissful calls. She was all Khar's world was.

At some point the blissed-out bird became aware there wasn't a female riding his still-aching cock, and then the next moment there was. She was different from the last; a little plumper, with wings instead of actual arms and hands, and she was much more vocal. Not that Khar, really minded, or had the capacity to care. All he needed was for her to start riding, which she did.

And so it went for uncountable hours... days... weeks. Khar couldn't exactly remember to this day. He knew there were many, many more females after the second; Sme with breasts, some with arms instead of wings, some with arms and no wings at all, others with wings and breasts... He was forced to breed them all, forced to cum again and again and again. Each time was just as intense as the last, if not more so! The stimulants in Khar's bloodstream kept him going for a while, but eventually his body just couldn't take it any more, and the bird lost consciousness...

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"Mnnng... Aaah... Ow..." Khar groaned, opening his eyes again and rubbing his head...

Oh! The bird blinked, trying to clear his blurry vision. He looked down at himself, and saw that he was finally free of that damned table! His cock was still achingly hard, and he was definitely still incredibly needy, but it wasn't the same burning, mind-crushing need he'd felt while strapped down. Breathing a sigh of relief, Khar decided to ignore his needs for now, and started to look around the room...

He was on a rather comfortable bed right now, the sheets silky agains his legs. There wasn't much else in the room from that; a couch, a TV, two doors (one open and revealing a bathroom) and... oh. Oh my...

Khar blushed a bit at seeing another male golden eagle, just as hard as he was. The other male was still asleep in his bed, but he seemed to be slowly rousing himself. Khar watched the smaller bird sit up and rub is head, looking around with tired eyes until they landed on himself.

"Ah! Well, hello there!" The other male called, smiling at Khar. He didn't seem the least bit phased by both their prominent arousals. In fact, he seemed very friendly despite the strange atmosphere, swinging his legs off his bed and standing. He seemed completely unashamed of the raging erection between his legs, taking a few steps towards Khar and placing his claws on his hips, wings rustling lightly behind him. He was a short one, too...

"Name's Syl... Well, that's not my full name, but its what I prefer to be called. With whom am I sharing a room?" The other male asked, holding out a talon to help Khar out of bed. He was a bit apprehensive about being so... 'open' with a stranger, but he supposed there was no point in hiding anything, nto when it was clear they'd be together for a while, and this erection wasnt going away on it's own.

"I'm Kharivas, but just call me Khar, most people find it easier to remember than the full thing," he replied, reaching out to grab the other eagle's hand. He pulled himself up out of the bed, underestimating Syl's strength--

"Are you always this friendly with strangers?" Syl teased, smiling up at Khar.

The taller bird suddenly found himself pressed against Syl, one arm on his shoulder to keep from toppling over. He huffed and took a step back, folding his arms over his chest. "Do you always try to yank people's arms out of their sockets when you try to help them up?" Khar shot back, a little flustered.

"Only when I want to get close because I think they're cute..." Syl replied slyly, turning and moving toward the couch before Khar could ask just what he meant. He just huffed again and joined Sym on the couch as he flipped on the television...

Loud moans and keens blared from the speakers before Sym could turn them down, and a blush spread across his face. There, on the screen, was Sym in much the same situation as Khar had been earlier; strapped down to a table, female riding him hard and fast, both eagles crying out in euphoric pleasure. The TV was turned off just as quickly as it was turned on, Sym fumbling with the remote. Khar couldn't help but snicker a bit. Served him right for being a sneaky bugger!

"Sheesh, they're serious about this being a round-the-clock mating program if they're just going to play porn for us..." Syn sighed, squirming in his seat a bit. Khar cocked a brow, to which Syn smiled. "Aaah, Argus said that some volunteers might be... less-than-eager, and be volunteered without their knowledge... We're an endangered species, Khar. Argus is stepping up to the plate to try and increase our numbers."

Argus... Argus... Why was that name so familiar? Khar racked his brain, but he couldn't think of an answer! It might have had something to with that purple eastern dragon... But his memories of anything between his day at work the other day and waking up strapped into the chair were all a blur, put he knew that name fit in there somewhere... Probably the person behind his current situation. Not that it was a bad one... As far as he could remember, anyway. He definitely had his concerns about all this, but there were definite perks... like the handsome bird sat beside him.

"Mating with females is nice and all..." Khar started, leaning over ever so slightly towards Sym.

The smaller bird raised a brow, smiling at Kharivas. "Buuut...?" He asked. Khar was happy he did. In a flash, he was on Sym, grabbing the smaller eagle's arms and pinning them to the arm of the large couch. Khar pressed himself against Sym, gently rubbing their cocks together, frotting slowly to make the smaller bird gasp.

"But... I think you're much cuter than anyone this 'Argus' has put me with..." Khar finished, pulling Sym into a kiss. Using beaks was awkward, especially given the angle, but Khar and Sym made it work. They groaned and moaned into the kiss, Sym starting to grind back against the male atop him, Khar rolling his hips counter to Sym. The both enjoyed the warm friction for a while, talons wandering each other's bodies, until Sym finally couldn't take it any more. He broke their sloppy kiss and looked up at Khar, panting.

"Fuck me... " He breathed, his sly attitude crumbling under the force of his arousal. Khar smiled, pulling his hips back slightly comply. Sym soon felt the leaking tip pressed against his rear, rubbing along it, lubing up the outside. "I'll have to go slow..." Khar breathed, pressing a bit harder against Sym's back door. "Unless you know where they hide the lube around here..."

"Oh, no need to worry about that. Just go to town~" Sym replied, smiling up at Khar. The larger eagle was confused, especially when he started to slowly press inside to find Sym pre-lubed, his silky walls clenching down on the fleshy invader! Khar looked down at Sym for an answer, but all he received was a sly smile, Sym pulling Khar back into their kiss. Well, he supposed there were more pressing matters right now, and he wasn't going to complain about a little extra lubrication...

Things still started plenty slow, Khar grinding back and forth, pressing deeper at snail's pace. His tip would gain a centimeter or two, then slowly glide back, only to gently press forward again. Sym groaned and wiggled his hips a bit, trying to speed things along, but Khar had no interest in this being over quickly. He wanted to draw all this out, enjoy it, have fun on his terms instead of being tied down and forced into it... not that he minded that.

When Khar finally bottomed out inside Sym, both birds lead out heady moans. Khar's cock flexed and twitched inside the tight, slick cavern, and Khar clenched around the thick rod in his ass. Both avians were happy to sit like that for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of being so close, so intimate... Khar couldn't hold out for long though, the pressure and heat driving his arousal skyward. He started to thrust slow and deep, hilting with every press forward, filling Sym and making him groan. Khar wasn't exactly quiet himself, panting and huffing, enjoying the tight squeezes and clenches around his shaft. His libido urged him to start pounding away, but he ignored it, focusing on Sym's face as it twisted in bliss.

Slowly, far too slowly for Sym's liking, Khar began to pick up speed, angle his thrusts a bit, grind his cock against that wonderful gland named the prostate in his rear. Sym was a squirming wreck within minutes, moaning and whining into the kiss, wanting more and more. Khar decided to finally give it to him, pulling almost all the way out before slamming forward again! Sym squawked into the kiss, eyes snapping open wide, hips arching. Khar just smiled, starting to pound the smaller bird hard and fast, his balls slapping against Sym's rear.

Worked up as they both were, their blood coursing with all sorts of leftover chemicals, it didn't take long for them to both feel their orgasms swelling. Khar clenched his eyes tight, focusing on the feeling of that wonderfully tight rear squeezing around his cock, practically milking the pre from his tip. Oooh god, this was so much more intense than the forced breeding! The intamcy made it so much sweeter, so much more meaningful... Aaaagh!

Khar broke the kiss to let out an orgasmic scream of pleasure, slamming forward one last time. His cock jumped and spasmed, and a flood of his hot, virile cum shot into Sym's rear. The other bird was close behind, throwing his head back and moaning. His cock twitched as well, and soon Khar felt something warm and sticky streaking across his stomach and chest. He didn't care though, he was too lost in bliss, taking in a deep breath to let out another keen of bliss.

His orgasm felt like it lasted an eternity, pleasure exploding in his loins and sending shockwaves through the rest of his body, overloading his mind. He thought he might pass out from the intensity, but he held on, riding it out... Finally, the flow began to taper off, and the last of his energy left his limbs. The eagle let out one last, low groan before collapsing on top of Sym, cock still hard as a diamond thanks to the drugs. Sym panted hard and wrapped his arms around Khar's middle, holding the larger bird as he faded out of consciousness.....

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When Khar next awoke, he could have sworn he was having déjà vù. Arms and legs bound to a padded table, needles sticking him and filling him with more drug cocktails... and searing-hot arousal coursing through his loins, making him moan and thrust into the air. God, not more breeding, please... He felt like he'd gone insane the first time, he couldn't take something that intense for so long again!

Khar took a deep breath through his nose... and was amazed to find that the air didn't reek of females in heat. Khar finally forced his eyes open, finding that he didn't have a blindfold on like last time. It took a few minutes for his vision to clear, but Khar could already tell things were drastically different. This room was darker than the last, and some giant, metal contraption hung from the ceiling over him... It made a pit of worry form under his growing arousal, the chemicals quick to set in.

Before long, Khar was moaning loud and thrusting into the air hard and fast, balls swollen with unspent seed. God, he needed to cum... He strained in his binds, knowing it would do him no good, in an attempt to stroke himself. His bindings didn't even creak, the eagle only serving to tire himself out. He groaned and panted, thrusting the air harder, faster, trying to do something, anything to get a little stimulation! His balls felt so full they might burst if he didn't get off soon!

So wrapped up in his arousal was he that Khar almost didn't notice the intimidating machine above him starts to hiss and groan to life. Lights along the sides turned on, and the end descended toward him. He didn't even look up from his gushing, throbbing, needy cock until the apparatus was quite literally right in front of his face. He looked the thing over, barely taking in any of its details other than that it was long and cylindrical.

He watched it, through hazy vision, descend toward his cock... And immediately tried thrusting against it, bucking his hips so hard his legs hurt. The machine was quick and precise though, anticipating his movements. It adjusted, lowered a bit more, honed in, and then... HNNNNNG!!!

Khar screamed in orgasmc ecstacy, thrusting hard into the machine. It was was so warm and tight and wet! It didn't have to do anything that squeeze around his cock to make him see stars, taking another deep breath to scream again... and it only got better! The longer it sat, the better it felt, adjusting temperature, tightness, wetness, texture... Soon, Khar was trembling, eyes rolling back into his head, and the thing wasn't even moving! His first orgasm was intense, but it only took a few seconds for him to hit a second, this one eclipsing the first.

Khar was so overwhelmed that he choked on his scream, eyes rolling back, body shaking and hips gyrating. His instincts took over for him, thrusting away, balls slapping noisily against the padding. He didn't think it could get any better, his mind was already exploding in pleasure. He felt like he was going to pass out, but the chemicals in his blood kept him conscious, for which he was thankful on some level. He didn't want this to ever end, he-

He managed to get another scream out when the tube on his cock started sucking. Just like the tightness, heat, texture, and wetness, it began to adjust the second it started, sucking at the perfect rhythm and force to send the already overloaded bird to mind-breaking heights. He didn't think it was possible to feel this good, to cum this hard... well, he didn't think at all, through the pleasure. His cock shot cum so hard it hurt, his balls churned and produced orgasm after intense orgasm, and his seed was whisked away by the machine.

Somewhere, far, far away, his seed was being pumped into a female eagle in the exact same situation as he, writhing and bucking and screaming, her mind destroyed with pleasure. But, such was life in Argus Lab's endangered-species program.