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The mood in the air was very solemn and very still.

Nestor stood by with his son cradled in his arms while the medicine bird performed funeral rites for Feroz.

The sparrow prayed with his own father looking over his shoulder, making sure the young shaman did not slip up in his prayers, in his rituals, as the old sparrow had burned into his eldest son's mind tirelessly over the last 20-something years of his life.

Feroz's naked, prone body was brushed lightly with oil.

When the sparrow was finished, he gave a nod to Nestor.

The eagle inhaled, then plucked a flight feather from his right arm. The pain stung, but no worse than the emptiness in his heart right now. He kneeled to place the feather on his mate's body. He stood, then all other birds present gave up their flight feathers to grant their fallen brother a safe trip to meet their goddess, Rhia.

When all was done, a lit torch was passed to Nestor. The eagle held it, feeling the flames warming his face. He closed his eyes then set fire to his mentor's body.

The oil made Feroz's body light up in a furious blaze.

The medicine bird watched as the vulture's body burned up before him, as the flames broke him down. He felt a scaly paw upon his right shoulder.

The former shaman nodded solemnly to his son, "It is done... You did a fine job, my son."

The tribe slowly dispersed while only Nestor and the shaman stayed to make sure the body burned completely.

...

As one bird was laid to rest, another woke up with a sore hiney, bad breath and sticky feathers.

Justin groaned as he awoke in a sea of naked male bodies. All of whom had slept on the same bed following their lively orgy the previous night. He turned and his blue eyes met instantly with Fritz's green eyes.

The stoat, it was apparent, had watched Justin as he slept. He nuzzled the tribal bird, "Good morning, my pet... Did you have fun last night?"

Justin nodded uncertainly which made Fritz smile, "That's good."

The stoat leaned forward and he gave the jay bird a loving kiss on the beak. And of course, Fritz didn't just stop at a kiss. He licked the few remaining remnants of his own cum he could taste upon the bird's face.

Justin laid there and let it happen.

Fritz eventually pushed Justin flat on his back, while being careful to not disturb the other bodies sharing the bed with them. The stoat mounted his pet bird and licked him some more, nibbling on Justin's neck while he ground his penis against the blue jay.

Justin just took it all, letting the stoat getting away with practically everything, the bird liked the attention anyway. In a way, the stoat did remind him of Kali, certainly had the same hunger for morning sex.

The stoat murred especially when he ground himself against the plump slit. He giggled, "It does feel very much like a female's pussy. I want to fuck you like a female. Can I?"

Justin gulped, "I've never thought of that before but... You're the master aren't you?"

Fritz held himself so his glans pushed partway into Justin's slit, "I am the master, but a kind master. I don't just take what I want, that's rude."

The bird put his wings around the stoat, "Make me your weasel bitch."

The stoat churred, "Oh, I will... I certainly will." With a firm, controlled thrust the stoat penetrated Justin just like a lovely jill. He was struck immediately by the slick warmth of the avian slit. "Damn... Just like the best wench I've ever laid."

Justin bucked his hips up to meet Fritz in the middle. The blue jay had never been penetrated in that way before. He laughed, "You've had experience? And I thought you were a total fairy."

The stoat gave cute smirk, "Not a total fairy... I've sampled a few ladies in my time. I've always made sure not to lay with other stoats, however, unless they were my brothers." He pulled out a little, then thrust hard against his pet's supple pussy lips. His testicles thumped quite nicely against the male bird's taint.

The pair soon grew silent minus the lusty growls from the German stoat each time he hilted inside the pretty bird.

Justin took the stoat's firm thrusts, shivered under his gentle nips and persistent licking. The bird grew erect and could soon feel the stoat's penis slide against his own as his new lover mated with him.

Fritz felt it and began to rock his hips so that their erections continued to touch within the confines of Justin's slit.

Neither noticed that their bed mates were waking up now.

Velasquez and Jarlsberg each reached out and started petting the males between them.

Fritz growled playfully and showed his teeth as he felt Jarlsberg's fingers on his rump.

Justin trilled to feel the captain's fingers dragging through his chest while he could feel the stoat getting close to a climax.

Fritz leaned forward and kissed his new pet on the tip of his beak, provoking the ex-warrior to extend his tongue. Their tongues danced as the stoat could feel his balls growing tighter.

The two hyenas had slept at the foot of the bed, despite their great size and Gilbert had been the one to awaken to the erotic sight of his employer thrusting inside that very feminine looking blue jay. Gil knew that was a male, but he would love to plunge his cock in that bird pussy nonetheless. And maybe feel that stoat under his own tail... The hyena saw that his companion was asleep and saw the playful smirks from the other two males. He gulped before doing something he never thought he would.

And that thing was the catalyst to push Fritz overboard. The instant he felt that wet hyena tongue lashing at his balls, the stoat plunged deep and went stiff as a board as he shot his progeny inside Justin's sheath.

Now that was certainly a new feeling for Justin, he'd never had his slit flooded with another male's semen, never imagined it would feel so refreshing. He hadn't cum yet, but feeling his own cock swimming in stoat cum was bringing him there.

Gil held the stoat's balls carefully in jaws that were made to crush bones, gently lashing them as they pulsed lewdly against his tongue.

Fritz finished after 10 strong spurts of his baby batter, then pulled out, dragging his cum-stained cock over the hyena's dark brown muzzle. Fritz straddled him, stroking the last few strands of his progeny directly into the big mammal's mane, rubbed it in before telling his newly converted manservant, "Clean your master's pussy, Gilbert." He pointed to Justin who looked at them while stay laid on his back.

Cum seeped from the bird's slit, his own erection rose from beneath the coagulating seed.

Gilbert lapped up what he was told to lap up, even sticking his tongue between the bird's folds to get at those deepest corners inside. His big, wide tongue, similar to a canine's, served its task well in scooping the fresh stoat cum.

Justin moaned as the hyena ate him out, his erection slid itself out amid all this overexposure.

Without being told, the hyena instinctively took that bird cock into his mouth where he worked the blue jay to a quick and very satisfying climax.

Justin gasped as his seed was sucked down by a hungry hyena, "What a morning!"

...

Nestor was still in the village's burial grounds staring at his lover's remains, turned to ash and taken by the wind. He didn't look up when he heard shallow footsteps.

The medicine bird put a reassuring hand on his chief's shoulder.

Nestor fought back the tears he wanted to shed, "It's not wise to touch me right now, shaman..."

The shaman sighed, "I don't think Feroz would want you staring at his ashes all day."

Nestor's features hardened, "No... But I'll do it anyway. Leave me be..."

The sparrow shook his head, "Well, I tried." He turned to leave, "Your son still needs his father, Nestor." He walked out, shooting a defiant gaze to the eagle's guards who were now always at his side.

The hawk and falcon both watched him leave.

...

Maureen woke up screaming, more memories of that snake pinning her down, scraping her insides with his barbed cocks, causing her such pain. She still hadn't forgiven him, didn't care that he'd been drugged.

Kali was at her mate's side in an instant. She held the sobbing jill against her breast, "Shh, it was just a nightmare, my love. He's gone now."

Maureen sobbed, "But he's still here!" She held her face as she spoke, "That doesn't just go away, Kali! I-I can't sleep, I can't stop seeing him, can't stop feeling his weight on me!"

Kali shushed her mate's frantic sobbing, "He won't hurt you again... He can't."

The rattlesnake who had raped her, the one who had been most adamant about staying with Javin, could no longer bear the shame of what he had done, so he'd sent himself into exile away from the village.

Javin could not even touch her because he only reminded her of his companion. The cobra sat in shame outside the tent. He'd been so happy before, he had looked forward to starting a new life here with these birds and now everything was so wrong.

...

A month's time had passed since then and life seemed to go on at its own pace for both Kali and Justin.

...

The bird village continued to flourish and grow, even more so now with the reptiles contributing. The huts were all slowly being replaced with newer, sturdier cabins for the families to live in now.

The new gardens for the crops were tended to daily by lizard and bird alike. The birds all learned quickly from Javin's leadership and guidance.

The king cobra was becoming as well loved as their own chief as time went on.

And Nestor, for once, didn't seem to mind letting another have his spotlight. He made few public appearances these days, choosing instead to tend to his son, and only attending council meetings, which were required of him.

Maureen's nightmares had stopped coming and she had started to trust Javin again. She realized what happened was no one's fault but Nestor's. And she realized she couldn't blame Javin for anything that happened. He was still the sweet, doting, lovable fellow she had come to know weeks ago.

He had even kept to his word of being a fine surrogate father to her son.

Iomer was at first scared of the big serpent, but now he loved the cobra. The infant could always be seen with the cobra, when they played, whenever Iomer needed to be changed, Javin was the model father.

Kali's son had also quickly gravitated to the snake. Little Justin would be bouncing on one leg while his brother, Iomer, sat upon his other.

The two mothers both sat back and watched as their boys bonded with the kind snake.

Caryn and Orion were there with them.

Their relationship had healed after that night, but her friendship with Maureen had been strained since.

She watched her daughter playing with Iomer and Justin. Her egg was developing fast inside her, it was only a matter of time before she would lay.

The whole little extended family joined around the new dinner table in their new cottage which Javin helped build for Kali, Maureen and the boys.

In celebration of the new house, Javin cooked a meal made from a fresh killed deer thanks to Kali's expert marksmanship with an arrow. He had cooked all the meat. Maureen helped make sausage of the organs and other mixed bits. Kali cut up the deer's balls and fried them up in some oil. The vegetables would still take awhile to grow, but Javin had made a vegetable soup from products bought from a traveling merchant.

The small family all ate together.

Kali, Maureen and Caryn were together chatting about their day-to-day life.

Javin and Orion were feeding the kids.

After the meal, the children were starting to get sleepy so Caryn and Orion gathered up Ruby to take her home to their cabin. They were out the door when Caryn had to stop. She suddenly embraced Maureen, catching the female off guard. Caryn preened her friend's neckfur, "I'm sorry for the way I've been behaving. I know it's wrong blaming you for what happened."

Maureen clicked her tongue then kissed her bird friend on the cheek, "Girl, I never hold grudges, not in this house, not ever. There's no hard feelings and I'm always here for you when you need me."

Caryn sobbed, "Thank you... Thank you, Maureen."

Then the cardinals left.

A little while later, Iomer and Justin were put to bed, then Kali, Maureen and Javin retired to their new bedroom.

Kali would still have to get used to sleeping on a bed that is not laid flat on the floor.

Fortunately, the trio put that bed to much good use, but not for sleeping.

While Maureen swapped kisses with Javin and while the cobra played with her bountiful breasts, Kali was at his legs licking his hemis as they came out of his slit.

Moments later, Maureen was perched over her reptilian lover's muzzle while he licked her deep with his forked tongue.

Kali was on his twin cocks, getting a very good tingle from him every time the snake thrust up to meet her as she came down.

The two females held one another while the cobra made love to them both, trading kisses and whispering sweet nothings in each others' ears.

When the trio were finished, Javin held and kissed each of his lovely females, basking in the warmth of their affection for him. He kissed Kali, "Thank you for giving me a chance, Kali."

She nuzzled him, "I'm sure any lovely lady would have done it for a sweet guy like you."

Then, he kissed Maureen who was already half-asleep, "And thank you for letting me back into your life, Maureen."

She couldn't give a proper response, but the little purr she gave him was enough for Javin.

After that, the trio went to sleep in each others' arms.

...

Things were also different for Justin.

The blue jay had been told that decisions involving disputes between the natives can sometimes take weeks to even go through so he'd have to expect an extended stay here in Wiesel Stadt.

Wiesel Stadt, unknown to the non-German speaking bird, was essentially weasel town, so this was in fact, Fritz Fuchs' town.

The ambassador had taken his new pet down to the embassy where the bird was promptly given a proper bath by Fritz's servants.

The bird felt he was an adult who could clean himself fine, but the stoat's staff, all mustelids as well, were very thorough. The otteress who'd been assigned to wipe his privates had a certain thrill of her own, nonchalantly groping the male while also dutifully cleaning him.

After that, the blue jay was given a new change of clothes, apparel more appropriate for living in the embassy.

The blue jay looked at himself in a mirror after being dressed. He now wore a dark purple blazer over a vest of a lighter shade. Underneath was a simple white button shirt with long sleeves. Going down, he had pants, also the same dark purple with red satin underwear.

Ambassador Fuchs came into the dressing room, wearing the exact same ensemble as Justin. He had a present for his new pet. He gave him a small white box that had been tied with a purple ribbon.

Justin untied the knot and opened the box.

It was his new collar.

Ambassador Fuchs had had one made for him while the bird was being cleaned and dressed.

The name on it read Justin Fuchs.

Fritz put it on for him then lovingly kissed his new pet on the right cheek.

Justin was then led out to meet the staff.

Fritz introduced him to the butlers, stoats and weasels all. He met the maids who were all pretty young females, and some skinny girlish males of varying species, though mustelid was the primary that Justin saw. Justin was beginning to understand that this was a very weasel dominated city he was living in.

The kitchen staff were all ferrets and otters. The head chef was a very overly friendly badger with a big happy smile.

Fritz's own personal assistant was one of his own nephews, 17 year-old Irving, who was a handsome young stoat that looked very much like his uncle.

Justin received his own assistant, the same otteress who had played with his privates before. He learned that her name was Alice and she was a very sweet, if sometimes un-subtle female about her feelings concerning the blue jay.

As his assistant, she was to make sure he was bathed, cleaned, well-fed, and just happy whenever Fritz couldn't be around and she did her job.

Most of Justin's day for the ensuing month was mostly spent attending meetings with his master, eating dinner with his master, playing cricket, going swimming, just enjoying time with the 30 year-old ambassador.

Justin, who'd stood at council as a tribesman, also found a good place for himself in the boardroom when Fritz had to meet with delegates.

Fritz was a very affectionate master too. He was always petting Justin, kissing him, and complimenting him when he did good.

When they had nights alone, the stoat was a firm lover. He still preferred to mate with Justin as a female, filling the male bird's slit constantly on several nights.

Whenever Fritz wasn't around though, Justin's assistant, Alice was there to care for him.

The 28 year-old adult was at first embarrassed to be treated like a hatchling by her, until the first time she bathed him by herself, she took off her clothes then climbed in the tub with him. All it took then was a few kisses and now Justin had a second weasel lover to dote on him in the embassy.

She was a fine lover as well, very cooperative, very playful and sexy. Where Kali preferred to ride him on top, Alice let Justin fuck her the way he wanted, however or wherever he wanted it.

Justin started to love her pretty smile, her big brown eyes, her small breasts with the fat nipples that swelled just nicely when he sucked on them. Her kisses were sweet on his tongue, her pussy too. They had many nights, many positions and much bird semen spent as Justin gradually forgot his whole reason for being there.

Fritz came home from a long day to the already familiar sight of his pet thrusting mightily into the squealing otteress as he flooded her young womb.

The stoat was far from angry. Justin was his pet, but his pet was allowed to have a lover of his own. He went into his own room, leaving Justin with Alice.

Fritz undressed himself for bed as his bedroom door opened. It was Irving, third son of Fritz's oldest brother, the state governor, Heinrich Fuchs the Third.

The teenaged stoat entered his uncle's room, then disrobed in front of his uncle.

Fritz looked at him, to take in the sight of the young male, his lithe form, tight abs. His cock hung lower than his own. The boy looked to be a good 9 inches compared to Fritz's 6.

Irving waited for his uncle to make a move.

The mature stoat stepped forward and he held his nephew's scrotum, then played with the teenager's healthy balls. He felt how they lurched and twitched in his palm as he rolled them gently.

The nephew stood stock still while his uncle touched him.

When Fritz was done, he got into bed.

Irving joined him and the teen was immediately beset by the mature stoat, sucking on his tongue, pinching his nipples and groping his privates.

Fritz soon started stroking the young stoat's uncut penis, watching that long foreskin pull over the teen's tip, then watching that pink cap peek out when he pulled the skin down.

The teen gasped and moaned as his uncle/employer played with his young cock. He watched as Fritz.

The adult stoat briefly stopped but only so he could climb on top of his nephew.

The male's erect cock hung over Irving's face while Fritz continued to stroke the teenaged penis before him.

Fritz put his mouth over Irving's succulent glans, slurped the precum right off of the tip.

Irving did the same with his uncle's cock.

The two stoats stayed in that position, gently nibbling on each others' mushroom caps, tickling the tips with their scratchy, hot tongues.

Eventually, Fritz grew tired of this, then he turned around over his nephew and laid his cock down on Irving's, holding the drooling shafts together while he frotted with his nephew.

The teen loved moments like this with, not just the stoat, but any older male. His uncle had a belly compared to the fit males the teen usually laid with, like the male wait staff around here, but Irving loved sharing with his uncle.

The teenager was the first of them to climax, choking back a yelp as he shot his young seed over his thin belly.

Fritz soon joined, shooting his own semen over his nephew's body.

In the other room, Alice did nothing to suppress her own immodest moans as Justin bred her as well as any male otter could have.

From the time she'd spent getting to know every inch, smell and sound of this handsome native bird, in this whole month, Alice would be lying if she said she didn't feel an infatuation for the blue jay. He was a strong lover, and caring.

On the nights when Fritz would have him, she would hide outside and finger herself while she listened to the stoat mating with Justin. These nights were often shared with Irving who would inevitably find himself muzzle deep, pleasing her while they both eavesdropped on the pair inside. But she never let him breed her, she wasn't about to let some teenager get her knocked up when she'd just gotten this cushy job here in the embassy, catering to the ambassador and his lovely pet.

By now... Justin's urgency for his village had been replaced by the contentedness of his being here in the embassy. But somewhere in his mind, there was that spark urgently trying to remind him.

...

Meanwhile, Nestor sat in his cabin, feeding his son when one of his hawk guards came in, "Sir! You have a visitor."

Nestor acknowledged him with a simple nod, "Let them in."

The hawk did so.

The tall Spanish fox, Captain Carlos Velasquez stepped into the eagle's house. He was alone. He took off his hat and bowed graciously to the eagle who he had once rescued years ago.

Nestor nodded, "Have you done what I asked, Velasquez?"

The traitorous captain chuckled, "Even better... Killing him wouldn't have been enough, so instead I've left your revolutionary with Ambassador Fuchs."

Nestor grimaced, "That little fairy? I'd prefer him dead, but if this means it will keep him away, then I won't argue your methods, Captain."

The Captain nodded, "Gracias, amigo águila." The fox stood, "I must now meet with my rangers, adiós." He turned and then left.

Nestor watched him leave until he could see the fox no more. Nestor winced when his son suddenly bit his finger, not happy about being denied his food for even that brief minute. The chief laughed despite the blood he saw on his digit. "Now that, my son, is how a good leader gets the job done."