A Nest of Troublesome Eggs
#2 of Transformation Stories
This meal ticket is for the one and only Dizfoley, and it's one of my first takes on the creatures of the avian variety!
Dan and Raquel are enjoying a wonderful date at Waterfall National Park when a small accident causes her to crush a birds nest. Both of the humans feel terribly guilty about the nest being smashed, but they wash off the guilt (and the eggs) with a quick round of skinny dipping. When they emerge in an underwater cavern, things start taking a turn for the strange, and changes take place that can't be stopped, no matter what they try!
As always, read, comment and enjoy!
Taking a girl on a date has long been the bane of existence for many young men in their teens and early twenties. Even for the older dating crowd, picking out the right place to take a girl on a date can be harrowing; location, atmosphere, and just how serious the date is supposed to be can all change how a girl perceives the date, and making the wrong decision from the start could really give off the wrong impression.
Lucky for Dan, he was already a couple dates deep with Raquel, and at this point, his biggest concern was not hitting up the same place for a date too many times in a row. Being a big nature nut, Raquel loved going out to parks, and since it was such a perfect, lovely day, Diz thought that a larger, national park would be just right.
"Race you to the waterfall?" Raquel asked, a playful smile drawn across her soft, sweet lips as she looked up at Diz. She was a cute girl, and very balanced; not short, but not tall, not thick, but not thin, not too serious, but not too playful, balanced in almost every way. Even the soft curve of her backside was perfectly proportionate to the slightly more-than-modest curve of her bust, giving her an appearance that anyone, male, female or otherwise, could find attractive. Dan was lucky to have landed more than one date with her, and much to his surprise, going steady was actually going very well for the two of them.
"Are you kidding? I'm wearing sandals!" Dan shot back, chuckling quietly as he did. Dan was a simple guy, a bit lanky, a bit shaggy, but always all smiles and always good for a shoulder to lean on. Agreeable and easy going, Dan was the perfect balance to Raquel, as her moods weren't too quick to change, and even when they did, Dan never seemed to mind.
Raquel rolled her eyes and gave Dan a gentle nudge against his shoulder, the soft, white cotton of her form fitting t-shirt brushing against the bright red of Dan's. "Sounds like an excuse to me..."
The pair were strolling about casually on an early summer day, the weather just right so that Raquel could go out in a pair of tight, small short shorts, but Dan opted to keep blue jeans down over his legs. There was a timely breeze every now and again to keep either of them from getting too warm, and just a little bit of cloud cover to keep the bright, harsh sun out of their eyes. Lush, rolling green hills covered the countryside of Waterfall Park, a place renowned for having multiple waterfalls of varying heights, some so high that you could scarcely see the bottom if you looked down over them, and others that were short enough for people to jump from the peak and land safely in the water below for some aquatic fun. The waterfall that Dan and Raquel were approaching was right in the middle ground, a little too high for some people to jump from, but the truly brave and adventurous could risk reaching the top of it and diving down into the pond below.
"It's hardly fair when you're wearing shoes and shorts," Dan pointed out, giving Raquel a gentle nudge back the other way, and much to his chagrin, nudging her right into the path of a small rock on the otherwise dirt-made walkway. "Oh, shoot! Raquel, are you all right?!"
Raquel was typically very good on her feet, but as she stepped back and planted her foot in the center of the rock, she stumbled over and tried to catch herself, but still ended up crashing gracelessly into the grass beside the path, under the shade of a large tree. There was a sharp, sickening CRACK as she landed, and the color ran from Dan's face as he looked her over, watching the long, flowing locks of her auburn hair whip around and settle as she came to a halt, but she didn't hit the ground nearly hard enough to break any bones. It couldn't have been her body that made the noise, but that made Dan loathe to think of what it was.
"I'm fine, I'm fine..." Raquel repeated, looking up at Dan with a quick sneer. "Didja really have to push me so hard, though?"
"But...I barely pushed you..."
"I'm kidding , Dan. Relax," she said, giggling a little bit. Dan came right over to help her up and she happily took his hand and his assistance, but her expression twisted into disgust as she looked down at her side and her thigh, seeing exactly what caused the sickening cracking noise before. Dripping off of her shirt and oozing down her shorts and her bare thigh was a soupy, sticky yellow substance, and small chunks of shell from the eggs that she landed on. "Oh, no...a nest must have fallen out of that tree...poor critters, I landed right on them!"
Dan frowned as he helped Raquel up to her feet, but saw just what his playful little shove had caused. Though it was all done in silly jest, all three eggs in the makeshift nest were definitely cracked and broken far ahead of their time, leaving Raquel with a sticky mess on her side and a small pout on her lips. "I'm really sorry, Raquel...I didn't mean to..."
Raquel quickly shook her head and leaned against Dan, incidentally getting some of the gooey mess on his shirt. "It's not like you meant to do it, Dan...don't worry about it. I'm sure Mama Birdie will make more eggs soon anyway," she suggested, leaning up on her toes to press a quick peck to Dan's cheek, hoping to bring a small smile to his lips. "Still up for a race to that waterfall? I think we could use the water now more than ever, and I've got a little secret to show you..."
It was always hard to tell if Raquel was simply being playful, or if she was actually being sensual. She had the perfect voice for messing with Dan's head, and she did it with such ease that she always kept him off guard. "Still isn't a fair race, but...ready, set, GO!" Dan suddenly shouted, making sure not to pull away from Raquel too quickly so she wouldn't fall while still leaning on him. He tried to gain a quick head start, but tennis shoes beat out sandals in a race every time, and as their feet kicked up dust on the dirt pathway, Raquel easily ran right past Dan and skidded to a halt on the grass around a small pond. "See?! I told you it wasn't fair!"
"Who said anything about it being fair? I just wanted to win," Raquel admitted, sticking her tongue out at Dan and grabbing him by the shirt as he came to a halt. "Mind letting me borrow this? I mean...it is your fault that I'm all sticky and messy, and I'd rather clean it up before jumping in..."
Dan gulped. "Jumping in? Doesn't that sign say not to go swimming in there? And it's not all my fault! It was an accident!" he protested, but already, Raquel was giggling as she started pushing the shirt up on Dan's body, trying to move the fabric over his shoulders and his head. Dan grumbled quietly, but he put his arms up over his head, letting Raquel pull the shirt from his body. It wasn't unusual for a male to take their shirt off before swimming, of course, but it was rare that Dan was without clothes, even then, and it sent his cheeks in a quick, bright flush, as deeply red as the shirt from his back, as Raquel started rubbing it up and down along the smooth, soft skin of her thigh.
"You've gotta live a little sometimes," Raquel said, showing off one of her brief, rare mood swings. Going for a race was sure to bring out a playful mood in her, but this was already far past that, headed right for sensual as Raquel bent over, making sure Dan had a great view of the jean shorts that framed her rump so perfectly. "Like I said, I've got a secret to show you, and the only way I can show it to you is if you get in that water...oh, and it might help if you can hold your breath for a while."
"And just how long is a while?"
"As long as I say."
Racier thoughts started to flood Dan's mind as he watched Raquel bending over, sure that she was doing it on purpose. Thinking such, he allowed himself to shamelessly enjoy the show, but he didn't really feel like getting his only clothes soaking wet right at the moment. Of course, the way Raquel gently shook her rump as she brushed his shirt over her legs, wiping away as much of the broken yolks as she could, was making his jeans rather uncomfortable. "I still don't have anything to change into..."
"Who said anything about changing?" Raquel asked, dropping the messy shirt to the grass and standing back upright, tossing her own shirt over her head and letting it land next to the other. Her bra, unclasping with practiced ease, fell onto the pile as well, and she looked over her shoulder, back at Dan, giving him a quick, flirty wink. "We can't get clean if we keep these clothes on...better just dive in, if you catch my drift..."
"Y-you...you don't mean..."
"What? Never gone skinny dipping before?"
"Well...I...I mean..."
Dan's ears rang with the quiet, forbidden sound of a pair of jean shorts coming undone, and a zipper traveling down the front painfully slowly, no doubt a further tease from Raquel. "That's a no," she replied, giggling just a little bit as the light, teal blue of her panties came into view. They weren't modest, necessarily, but not exactly too bearing; just like her, they were a good balance that could easily fit any mood or occasion. "I guess it's only fair that I jump in first, then..."
"Well, you don't have to-
Before he could finish the statement, Raquel tossed her balled up panties at him and nailed him right in the face. She couldn't help a dainty, playful giggle, but before Dan could get a good look at her beautiful, naked figure, she dove in and went right under the water, ignoring the odd sensation that was rumbling around inside of her stomach as nothing more than nerves. Dan didn't admit that he had the same sensation, absolutely sure that it was nerves, but fair was fair, and his shaky hands, starting to grow clammy with sweat, unbuckled the belt around his hips and let his pants fall to the ground. He couldn't help whipping his head around constantly to look for other people, but the pair were already at the farthest waterfall, one that people rarely visited for the distance they had to walk to reach it.
"Boxers are still clothes, Dan! Take 'em off!"
Raquel just poked her head out of the water with a grin, her hair soaked and matted down over her shoulders. She wouldn't give Dan a free show so easily, but as he nervously slid his boxers down over his thighs, slowly down to his knees and finally to the ground, she stood upright in the water. Water cascaded down over her breasts as she stood, giving a heavenly shimmer to her smooth skin in the sunlight and illuminating her natural beauty for Dan to enjoy, even as her curious, mischievous eyes admired the soft length that hung between his legs. "G-good enough?" Dan asked, his voice trembling as he shook nervously outside the water.
"Almost...you still need to come in the water so I can show you that secret."
Raquel could have stared at her date's hanging member all day, but as soon as he was given the order, he ran from the grass and jumped right in the water cannonball style, covering up his extremities the best that he could. Raquel yelped as she was hit by the giant splash that resulted, but she giggled as Dan brought his head above the water and splashed him in the face for it. "Dorkwad...Now, seriously, how long can you hold your breath?"
Is she really going to ask me to do that? Dan thought, his mind less pure than Raquel's intentions. "Probably about twenty or thirty seconds, if I had to guess..."
The pretty young lady showed off just how bold she could be as she floated over to Dan and pressed her nude body to his own under the water, but made sure that nothing too sensitive was allowed to touch, yet. "That's plenty long enough," she whispered to him, letting her voice bleed from her lips and soak his ear with a soothing, teasing croon. "Just follow me, Dan. It's just under the waterfall..."
"Uh-under the waterfall?" Dan asked, stammering over his words as Raquel came so very, teasingly close to him, but she was already past him and swimming under the massive flow of water, right through the curtain of aqua that blocked the side of the cliff from normal view. Knowing what pleasures might await him on the other side, Dan took off swimming after her as fast as he could, his hands gliding through the once calm pond and sending ripples all the way to the shore.
Raquel never replied. She simply swam past the curtain of falling water, like an endless torrent of rain that blocked her from his view, and waited until he got through the flow himself. Fully drenched and rubbing water from his eyes, Dan caught a quick glimpse of Raquel pointing down, as if she was pointing between her legs, but suddenly, she dipped under the crystal clear water herself and left Dan with no choice but to dive under after her. Perhaps he was supposed to see the small alcove up ahead of him, but his eyes were completely entranced by the uncovered slit that was suddenly entirely exposed, and with each kick of her legs to propel herself forward, Raquel gave Dan even more of an unintentional show, to the point that he was hesitant to climb out of the water when he finally had to come up for a breath. He stopped halfway, resting his hands on the edge of a small ledge and gasping for air.
"Took you long enough, slowpoke," Raquel taunted, already sitting up on the grainy, washed-over stone ledge. Her legs were crossed over her lap, keeping anything too lewd from view. "Should've been really easy to get through the water on the way here with that rudder between your legs..."
Naturally, Dan thought, She noticed...
"Ahh...ha...I'm not that great...at swimming..." he panted out, trying to draw attention away from that fact. Of course, even if he couldn't see her lower lips anymore, Raquel did nothing to keep her breasts covered, letting her arms rest behind her to keep her propped up, actually pushing them forward just a little bit, stray beads of water streaming down over her nipples and dripping down to her lap. "Besides, I felt kinda funny before I dove in. I wasn't sure I'd make it."
Raquel tilted her head at Dan, knowing all too well why he wasn't coming out of the water, but his statement made her curious. "Funny how? I didn't exactly feel right either...I still don't."
Nerves were obviously no issue for the adventurous female, bringing a real concern to Dan's mind. "I'm not sure...I just feel kinda weird inside."
"Butterflies?" Raquel asked in teasing, but even as she did, she could feel a worrying change in the tone of her voice. It was getting a bit higher, to the point that she couldn't pretend it was the water causing it anymore. In the underwater cavern, the echo of her voice made it even harder to ignore, and Dan clearly heard it as well. Her lips no longer even felt right on her own face, though she couldn't put a finger on why. "Or something, anyway...I wouldn't worry about it too much. I'd rather think about how cool it is to share my secret hiding place with someone, finally..."
Dan was impressed, definitely. He'd never been in an underwater cavern before, and the cool, blue reflection of the water coming up behind them was the only thing that illuminated the dark, stone interior of the space, giving everything an ethereal glow of cyan and indigo. "It's not the secret I was expecting," Dan admitted, "But this is really cool...why do you never share this with anyone?"
Raquel smiled and patted the rock next to her. She didn't want Dan to be ashamed of a natural, bodily reaction. "Because I was looking for someone special to share it with...someone different."
I sure feel different, Dan thought, and even as he climbed out of the water, Raquel was giving him a weird look...not for the fact that his cock was pointing out stiff from his body, but the fact that his legs were changing shape. It wasn't as simple as his muscles flexing as he climbed up and over the ledge, but their literal form was shifting, and Raquel was sure that she wasn't seeing things. "Dan...you said you weren't feeling well...is it your legs...?"
"My legs?"
"Uhm...yeah. Your legs ," she emphasized, her eyes widening as the change carried all the way down into his feet. His thighs widened, his ankles started to shrivel, and his feet spread unevenly, his big toes spreading out further and wider, with the gaps between his toes growing more spacious, and his middle and furthest toes fusing into two other long, rigid digits. " DAN!"
Dan could feel the strangest numbness in his legs, as if he'd been given an anesthesia that hadn't quite taken full effect yet. He could still feel them, but the sensation was so unusual, it was as if he'd become detached from his own body as he could feel his body weaken. "Raquel...I...I don't...wait! What's happening to you?!"
Raquel was still propping herself up from behind with her arms, but the longer she rested on them, the more they felt strained, until they could just barely hold her light weight any longer. Though she couldn't decipher it, her bones were turning thinner, and her hands were no longer able to brace properly on the ground. She just narrowly avoided falling backwards, whipping her hands around to the front to see her fingers widening and softening, as if they were being smashed flatter by an invisible force. "This isn't real...this can't be real! What the hell is happening to us?!"
"I have no idea," Dan admitted, and suddenly, his lips didn't quite feel right either. It was as if someone was pulling them away from his face, and as he looked down at himself, he could see his face expanding outward just the slightest bit, slowly but surely, and his teeth were sinking up into his jaws. "We need to get out of here..." he managed to speak, before his voice started to sound like a twisted squawk. His concerns only compounded, of course, when he could see his once stiff member starting to sink into his body like a log into quicksand. "The fuck?!"
If not for the complete confusion and terror of the situation, Raquel might have giggled about Dan's reaction, but given that her breasts were starting to shrink back to her chest very slightly and her legs were shrinking down low and bulging up high to mimic the changes of her date, she wasn't in a joking mood. Completely confused and terrified, Raquel contemplated diving back into the water and trying to swim to safety, but the way her body was changing, she wasn't sure that she'd even be able to. "Dan...my head feels...fuzzy..."
Dan wanted to be a gentleman for Raquel and help her to safety, but his own mind was starting to cloud over with unusual thoughts, and his voice was starting to fade away, not that he could easily speak with his lips poking out into a beak. His skin started to turn over, as if it was turning rough, but before it could become truly calloused, small pins started poking out of his flesh, each one fuzzing over at the very end like a cotton swab and expanding rapidly. No matter how they both might try to deny it, they were in the midst of changing into something that wasn't quite human, but they weren't shrinking, just transforming.
"D-Dan...I..." Raquel tried to speak, but her throat narrowed just slightly, and she found human sounds rather difficult to make for the moment. Now matching Dan in that her lips were more a beak, and her arms were starting to sprout tiny pins, she could guess what was coming next, even if her mind was fuzzy. The pins shot out suddenly and rapidly from her arms, fuzzing over further and further until long, thin strands extended from each one, fluffing out in space and ruffling, almost purely out of an instinct that she couldn't yet comprehend. Everything about it was unusual, but at the same time, it was starting to feel right, and as she leaned over to gently nip at the feathers that now coated her thinner, softer arms, she decided she must have gone completely insane, and that there wasn't a thing she could do about it.
There was a quick shake of the head from Dan, who felt the long, flowing black hair atop his head shrinking back into his scalp and seeming to wither away, only for more of the feathers that suddenly burst from his arms to arise from the top of his head, coating over his skin so finely that it couldn't been seen through the fields of small, fluffy feathers. Patterns of mostly grey dominated the feathers that sprouted from his head and shoulders, with a white underbelly, with Raquel painted a little more exotically, her entire body coated in feathers of pure, pristine white, except for the ends of what once were her hands, and the feathers at the very top of her head, which were all jet black. The longer, stiffer feathers along the backs of their transformed arms actually did seem to grant them the ability to fly, but in the cave they were trapped in, that was the last thing on their minds. There was fear and confusion, bewilderment and absolute wonder, and beneath all of that, in some depth that they were both afraid to acknowledge...there was a mutual attraction, one that was there from the very beginning of their day.
Dan was too nervous to speak. He knew that he could still make a human sound, and had a feeling that Raquel would still understand it, but he was far too bashful to say anything, especially as the last of his transformation came to a close with his primary sexual organ seeming to completely disappear from his body, but that wasn't exactly the case, as he'd quickly find. The same change was taking place on Raquel, who could feel her entire inner passage shifting, a sensation that was both pleasurable and unusual as her vaginal cavity seemed to meld with other parts of her body inside. Dan could feel his own sexual organs shifting, the space suddenly shared with other systems in his body, all of them lining up internally to use just one spot. Though he didn't know it entirely yet, nor did Raquel, each one of them now had a cloaca, and it was the only thing that they were staring at on each other's bodies. Shame was well past and out the window at this point, as the pair only cared about trying to figure out what was going on, but that mutual attraction was only growing as a burden as they looked each other over. Though it was a little bit later in the year than the usual mating season for birds, early summer was still very much in the realm of possibility for an avian courtship, and the pair were now birds, no doubt, far more avian than human.
The air might have been tense, if not for the cool, calming light show of the water rippling up against the stone ledge that the pair stood upon, making a dazzling display upon the roof of the underwater cavern and setting a tone that their human emotions found romantic, and their avian bodies found peaceful and encouraging. Perhaps if they'd mated properly before as humans, things would have felt slightly more natural for them, but secluded in nature and given such a lovely backdrop, the natural lovers within them were coming out, and for just a brief moment, the fear and confusion was gone. For just a moment, lipid pools of blue locked with calming, settling brown eyes, and the fact that none of it made sense just didn't matter to them. There was only this perfect moment in time, captured in a place that nature never intended for anyone to find, a place where they could share a moment that no one else ever could.
"Ra...quel..." Dan tried speaking, though the sound was a little bit unusual, something between a squawk and actual words. He was sure that he could learn to speak properly again with practice, but words weren't necessary to get the message that the female bird was sending to him. At the very end of their transformation, each bird had been granted with a long and lovely set of tail feathers, Dan having a set that was wider and more proud, and Raquel being blessed with thinner, more stylish ones. Their beautiful appearance aside, Raquel was already tilting them out of the way, letting them flicker up and over her still soft, curvy rump, revealing the spread cloaca between her legs. Not being entirely a bird in figure, still blessed with somewhat human limbs, she was able to find her center of balance again rather easily and present herself for the mating she'd been planning to have with him there that day, no matter what form they were in. There was a rush of instinct that overtook her entire body, going through her nervous system like a lightning bolt spreading wide through a storm cloud, and avian anatomy was suddenly working in perfect harmony with human libido. Her cloaca was spread just so that Dan would get the hint of what his body had to do, and what some would consider a very unusual mating was coming to fruition as a moment of sexual symbiosis.
Tail feathers spread and fluttered teasingly in front of Dan as Raquel reached a feathered hand back to help show off her cloaca. The human part of her mind still couldn't quite understand things, but it accepted that her newly made, avian anatomy knew what it was doing. "D-Do it..." she managed to utter, as Dan took a step closer to her and leaned his upper body against her back, resting and balancing against her as he lined up his own exposed cloaca with hers. He didn't know what to expect, but his entire being was filled with a simple and lustful desire that told him their mating would be quick and intense. True to their new nature, Dan initiated the cloacal kiss, the bright red spots upon their flesh pressing right upon each other and sending an instant wave of orgasmic bliss through their transformed bodies, one that they never could have expected, and neither was prepared for. Raquel buckled, trying to keep her balance and only managing such thanks to the newly formed talons that replaced her feet, her voice crying out in climactic delight as she felt a sensation of release that no human orgasm could ever equal. Quivering with pure delight and holding still for her lover, she waited as Dan rubbed his bright red flesh against hers, quickly depositing the rush of his own orgasm into her body and filling her reproductive passage with his own cum, thin, warm, and so _satisfying_to the touch for Raquel. She chirped rapidly, her voice a song of elation as Dan stayed right over her, a constant flow of his seed filling her up and leaving a tiny bump just below her abdomen, swelling in recognition of their completed mating.
Cries of ecstasy continued to echo throughout the underwater cavern for a minute longer, as the brief, but explosively passionate mating started to slow. Though unmoving, the pair of birds were holding each other in a passionate embrace to allow all of the excessive cum that Dan could offer to flow into Raquel's body, their cloacal kiss lasting a little longer than the average due to their human origins. When Dan was finally spent, he let out a long, winded breath and tried not to collapse upon Raquel, who slowly pulled away and looked back with a soft grin on her beak, watching a little extra seed pour out of her cloaca, dripping into her feathers and staining her. She didn't mind the mess; she loved how it felt as it dripped down over her thighs, and the warm, affectionate glow in her bright blue eyes told Dan everything he needed to know, answering any question he could ever have about if she enjoyed their new way of making love. Helping her man down to the stone ledge, Raquel lowered herself and took Dan with her, keeping their bodies close so that the pleasure of their most private organs touching could last just a few moments longer, longer even than nature had intended.
The aftermath was quiet, calm, and peacefully pleasant. There was a brief, shallow panting from the pair as they tried to find the words to speak to each other, but still, they were having a little trouble with their new forms. Raquel could tell that Dan was struggling with it, so she turned back to him and pressed a soft kiss to the side of his beak. We'll figure it out, she thought, pretending in a way that Dan could read her mind, as close as they were right then.
Dan couldn't, of course, but the look in her eyes kept him calm. It was a look that comforted him even more than the cool, chilling shocks that still traveled up his spine in the aftershock of his climax, one that told him things were going to be okay, even if neither of them still had_any_ idea what was going on.
Resting in the soft, cosmic blue glow of the water, neither one of them was too worried about it, anymore. There would be time to figure things out later.
For now, there was just enough time for a warm embrace before the pair drifted off to sleep, without a care in the world for what they had become.