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I had always been an early waker but this was ridiculous.

“Birdbrain, the hells taking so long?" The man behind the desk asks. The man wasn't exactly the most intimidating person in the world, a human with blond-ish hair and a round figure, but despite having talons that can tear through flesh and being taller and more athletically fit than the man behind the desk I do have to listen to him, he is my boss after all.

“Sorry, sir," I apologise shaking my head trying to clear the sleep out of it. “Just tired is all."

“You can be tired on your own time, not when you're on mine." My boss says gruffly, his usual way of speaking to me. “Look," he says a little softer. “You're the only one that I can send on this delivery so you'll just have to do it."

“I know sir."

“They've requested this by next sunrise so you'd better get a move on or else." That last part was probably meant as a joke but I wouldn't put it past my boss to kill me and serve me at the next celebratory meal. “Don't be late." He tells me as he gives me a small tube. This is the usually way the small packages are carried, at least for me in any case. “Go."

I leave the room, the package in my hand, and walk back to my room. My roommate, a small blue kobold, lies in his bed sleeping soundly.

'Wish I was still sleeping.' I think as I suit up, putting on my delivery equipment, goggles and a leg carrier. I guess someone thought it would be a laugh to force me to wear a leg carrier, you ever seen a carrier bird, the ones with messages attached to their leg, that's what the leg carrier is. A thing I strap to my right leg which I can put tubes into. At least it keeps my hands free. I finish putting on my equipment and pick up my travel bag, putting it over my shoulder.

“Something's missing…" I say to myself quietly, tapping my taloned foot on the floor. “Ah, my hat!" I quickly find my hat, place it on my head and walk out.

“Hey hey, it's the bird!" One of my colleagues shouts out as I walk past. “I guess the early bird gets-“

“Very funny." I cut him off and make my way out of the building before anyone else tries to make another bird themed joke.

So there I am, a 5'3" birdman wearing red clothes and a, according to some of the people I deliver to on a regular basis, cute red hat with the delivery company's logo on it, at 3 in the morning. I take out the parcel I'm meant to deliver and look at the address 'Millstall Mountain' is all it says. I let out a tired sigh as I put the tube back into the leg carrier before spreading my wings and taking to the air. 'I need to go all the way to Millstall, guess I'm not going to get much rest on the way there.' I think to myself as I glide over rooftops and streets, the sun just starting to rise behind me bouncing off my brown and tan feathers.

“Look an angel!" I hear a small girl's voice shout from below me and chuckle.

“No that's just an aarakocra sweetie. They're bird people, not angels." The girl's mother tells her as they walk down the street. I continue on towards Millstall and my mind wanders as my wings carry me through the sky.

'Breakfast, what should I have for breakfast?' I think, almost hitting a high chimney head-on, flapping just in time to avoid it. 'I'm sure I have something, I'll check later.' After a while my wings start to get a little tired so I swoop down onto the grass below me, the houses and other such buildings long gone.

“Let's hope I have something in here to eat." I say as I take my travel bag off and root around inside it for food. “Ah ha! You beauty!" In my hand I hold a whole uneaten marruth, given to me by an elvish woman as thanks for delivering some medicine to her. As I walk towards my destination, giving my tired wings a rest for now, I slowly eat the marruth, it's flaky pastry no match for my beak. Once I'm done eating my breakfast I stretch my wings and take back to the air, ascending high above the small hills around me.

Millstall Mountain comes into view and my heart flutters, finally I can rest my wings, the hours of flying having done a number on them. I glide towards the mountain, my eyes fixed on its side looking for a house of some kind. The sun, now in the middle of the sky, bathes the mountain in a warm glow but it still holds an air of strangeness. 'Why isn't there a house or something? Is the address wrong? No, it's never wrong. So where do I leave the parcel then?' All this shoots through my mind as I circle the mountain. Then something catches my eye, there's a small opening in the mountain. It's not a normal cave, it's too smooth, almost as though someone had made it.

Against my better judgment and because I want to rest my wings, I drop down and land at the mouth of the cave. As I look down the passage into the cave my eyes open in awe as I see the walls decorated with intricate carvings depicting some sort of battle. 'This is probably the place.' I justify to myself as I walk into the cave and, stopping to take out a torch from my travel bag and light it using a talon and some sort of flat rock, follow the dark passageway deep into the cave, the torch in my hand the only lightsource. Unlike some races like my roommate, us aarakocra are not bless with darkvision so dark spaces, especially enclosed dark spaces like this one, are quite scary. The passageway eventually winds round to the left almost ninety degrees and continues straight in the new direction. “The hell?" I whisper as I see light flickering at the end of the passage. The passage leads to the right and then opens into a large room with torches adorning the walls, all lit and lighting the room in a flickering way. I put out my torch and stuff it back into my travel bag. As I'm doing this a loud booming starts. There's a rhythm to it, sort of like footsteps.

Once I look up at the noise my heart stops and my mind goes numb. The booming isn't 'like' footsteps, it is footsteps! Before me stands a copper dragon, my studies telling me that much at least. I want to move, my mind screaming for me to run, but my body is frozen still as the copper dragon moves closer. The claws on the ends of its four scaled feet clicking against the ground as it walks.

“Why do hummingbirds hum?" The copper dragon asks, its voice booming around the room. All I can manage is a whine in response to the question. “Because they don't know the words!" The copper dragon forms some sort of smile with its muzzle and looks expectantly at me. I can't help but start laughing nervously at its terrible joke.

“So what do they call you and why are you here?" The dragon asks me as I continue to laugh and once I've calmed down I respond.

“Moth, and, um….. I'm here to deliver this," I take the tube out of my leg carrier and hold it up for the dragon tentatively, still fearful of it.

“Oooh! Is it for me?" The dragon starts hopping from foot to foot excitedly like a child, the ground shaking each time it lands.

“Did you order anything?" I ask having gotten used to the dragon enough to act confidently enough in front of it, surprisingly.

“I did indeed. Some scrolls of jokes."

“Scrolls…of jokes?"

“What? I like jokes." The dragon explains. The dragon comes towards me, a pretty frightening thing, and I cower slightly. “You seem a little ruffled, Moth" the dragon says as he reaches for the tube with his mouth.

“Just please don't eat me." I whimper to him.

“I won't eat you, your people are much too stringy and I don't like chicken so you're safe."

“Thanks, I guess?"

“You're most welcome my feathered friend." The dragon bows or does what I would assume is a bow.

“If I had time I would repay your kindness with a song but alas, the boss wants me back so…" I joke and I go to turn around but the dragon stops me.

“You're a bard?" The dragon asks.

“Yep, been playing for years now, why?" I ask.

“You know what they say about bards and dragons right?" The dragon asks with a wide smile on his face. I just sigh. Of course I know about the whole 'bards fuck dragons' thing. I'm reminded of it whenever one of my co-workers finds out that I've shared a bed with someone. It's rather annoying but the sad thing is, I do actually find dragons rather 'interesting'.

“Yeah, I know about that," I tell the dragon. “I really must be going my-“ the dragon cuts me off again.

“What your boss doesn't know won't harm him." The dragon slowly approaches me with a lusty look in his eyes. I want to reject his offer but before I can say anything the dragon knocks me down onto my back and rests his head on me gently, the rest of his body laying on the ground. That was it, my mind clouds over and all I can think about is here and now and how much I want this. It's been a while since I last got release so the prospect of a dragon wanting to do that sort of thing with me is too much to pass up.

“Come on then. Or are you all talk?" The dragon lets out a soft growl as he lifts his head off me just enough to get a hold of the clothes and I soon feel myself being flipped onto my front.

“Take them off." The dragon commands from above me and I'm all too happy to oblige. I wriggle out of my clothes and throw them into a pile nearby. I let out a surprised squawk as I feel something warm and moist touch underneath my tailfeathers. His large tongue licks me gently and spreads his slick saliva underneath my tailfeathers and all over my lower body as well. I lose myself to the feeling and my head goes fuzzy as his tongue lubes up my hole.

“That should be enough." This snaps me out of the trance I was in. 'He can't mean!' I see his front legs move in front of my prone body as he gets into position.

“Wait, if we're really doing this then can't you become human or something?" I ask, fearful of what his dragonhood might do to me.

“I can, but that's no fun." The dragon responds. I feel his tip tap me and feel as he pushes in. The pain is certainly not surprising considering the situation and I suppress a scream from escaping my beak as he pushes himself in. His member slides slowly into me, it's girth stretching my insides to make way for more of his lengthy member to enter me. As a bard, a good one at that, I'm not exactly the most innocent bird in the world but even this isn't something I've ever done before.

'Here's to new experiences I guess.' I think and he pushes more of himself into me. My body protests against the dragon's pushing but can do nothing to stop it, a good 7 inches already inside me. The dragon stops with about 9 inches inside my body and waits for me to get used to his appendage penetrating me. Thin tears fall from my eyes and roll down my beak in response to the pain pulsing from under my tailfeathers.

“You alright?" The dragon asks and all I can do to respond is stutter out a yes. The dragon starts a soft humping, his member slowly pulling itself out then pushing itself back in rhythmically, the saliva the dragon had spread with his tongue easing its penetration slightly. A soft coo escapes my beak and I start feeling light headed as the dragon thrusts into me. The dragon's thrusts slowly get harder and my body shudders with pleasure. I can feel myself getting more and more aroused, my tapered penis throbbing below me as the pain of being penetrated by what must be only a small portion of the dragon's maleness fades, the lightheadedness, however, only gets worse. My vision slowly starts clouding over as the dragon's thrusting continues, the dragon letting out small growls. Soon the world fades and I pass out.

The world slowly comes back to me as I wake up laying on my front on the ground, tailfeathers in the air. I try to get up but my lower body starts aching something fierce. 'So it wasn't a dream.' I think as I look around me.

“Ah good, you're awake. You passed out while we were having fun." The copper dragon says.

“I feel sticky." I state dumbly, my mind still hazy.

“That's my fault. You might also be to blame though, you did make a mess of yourself, if you know what I mean." The dragon says with a wink.

“Everything hurts."

“Well, people like you aren't built to take dragons like you did so…" I again try and get up again, ignoring the pain under my tailfeathers, and manage to stand shakily on my talons. The dragon's thick cum oozes out from under my tailfeathers and drips down onto the stone ground. I groan in pain as I get dressed back into my clothes ignoring the cum still leaking out of me. I know it'll ruin my clothes but they're pretty old and this was a once in a lifetime experience so I figure the loss of some clothes is a good price to pay.

“Leaving so soon?" The dragon asks.

“I have to get back to my job." I say before slowly starting to hobble away.

“Come back again if you ever need another stuffing!" The dragon calls as I leave through the passages.

“I hate you!" I shout back with a chuckle. “Gonna be walking funny for a couple days after that." I say to myself as I leave the cave and take flight. I soar up into the sky and start heading back. 'Nobody needs to know.' I think to myself as the sun starts setting behind me, its last rays hitting my feathers.