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This story was written for KrystalDawn. It contains M/F sexual acts between consenting adults as well as inflatable play, transformation and impregnation.

[center][b][u]Up Close and Personal[/u][/b][/center]

"So, what made you decide you wanted to come and work out here for the summer?"

Stephanie blushed as she sat upon the fence beside her boss, an older woman dressed much as she had imagined the farmers out here to dress, a slightly faded white t-shirt covered by a pair of blue denim overalls. She'd been thinking about this for almost a year, and had signed up the day she knew that applications for summer work positions opened. There was absolutely no denying that she had been the most eager and over-qualified candidate on the programme, and thus it was really no surprise to have that question asked of her. Yet now that it was actually happening, the young human found herself at a loss for words beyond the simplest of responses.

"I... I just... love chocobos."

Out in the field before them, though it was less a field and more an open space of miles upon miles merely bordered by this one all encompassing fence, the two women watched as the huge bright yellow birds pecked at the ground. As they ran and chased one another in light-hearted contests of dominance, and as they [i]wark[/i]'d and [i]kweh[/i]'d to their hearts content. Stephanie sighed in joy as she watched them. Back in the city where her family lived and where she was going to be starting college in the fall, she had always been so nervous. So shy and quiet and unwilling to take any risks or do anything that might draw attention to herself. But out here... she felt free. Free like the very birds she had come out here to be with. To admire.

All her life, Stephanie had been obsessed by chocobos. And now she was finally here.

"I wanted to be somewhere close to them. Somewhere I could learn everything there was to know about them. Somewhere I could get up close and personal."

She blushed as a particularly large male chocobo raised its head from where it had been pecking at some seed nearby, and wandered over upon its strong clawed legs towards them. Stephanie looked to the farmer for advice on how to proceed, and gasped in shock as she saw the other human woman sliding back off the fence, withdrawing so that she alone was close enough to the male.

Reassuringly, encouragingly, the farmer nodded.

"Well, here's your chance. Say hello."

The large bird approached, flapping its stubby wings and turning its head from side to side as it looked at this new and unfamiliar figure sitting on the border of its territory. It tilted its head back slightly, a crest rising up within its feathers, Stephanie gasping at the sight of it as she realised that this was the leader. The head of the pecking order for the entire flock. And he was here... coming to examine her, to see if she was worthy of looking after him and his kin.

Slowly, carefully and calmly as she could, Stephanie extended a trembling hand palm upward. She gasped and jumped slightly, the chocobo rearing its head back a little as the farmer tapped her on the shoulder from behind, but relaxed when she realised why. A few seconds later there was a handful of seed within her palm, and she was reaching out again, cupping it carefully for the chocobo to enjoy.

"Come on. Here. S-some fresh, tasty grain for you. Help you stay big, strong and in charge."

She gasped again, happily this time, when the chocobo suddenly seemed to get the scent of the grain in her hand. It lunged forward, now seemingly without a care in the world, and briefly nuzzled her hand a little more open with the tip of its beak before he began to eat. Stephanie's eyes widened, and she actually giggled as she felt the chocobo's tongue slip out and lick up some of the grain, catching the flesh of her palm as it did so in a way that tickled immensely. Even when the grain was gone, every last drop of it hoovered up by the hungry bird, he didn't withdraw. Indeed he began to press his beak against Stephanie's palm, and slowly but surely she realised what he was wanting.

Tears very nearly sprang to the young woman's eyes as, just like she had dreamed of doing since she was a young girl, she began to pet the chocobo's beak. After a few seconds of that she found her fingers spreading out and reaching beyond the hard portion of his face to where beak became feathers and soft skin beneath, and not long after that the chocobo was calling out in seeming delight, stomping its feet and wiggling its tail feathers in apparent pleasure as she scratched him under the chin.

"My my... y'know, he doesn't come up and say hello to just anyone. You have to have the right smell about you. The right attitude for a chocobo to trust you. Sure they're smart enough to learn to trust you. But to get that trust first time out... you're a special one, Steph."

Still stroking the alpha chocobo under the chin, now running both her hands through the fluffy feathers upon his neck as they puffed out with pride and delight at the contact, Stephanie looked back towards the farmer with wide eyes and a joyous grin.

"R-really?"

The farmer nodded.

"Oh yes. In fact... hmm... no. No, you're still new. That's a job for more experienced hands. Forget I said anything."

Stephanie gasped, and much to the chocobo's dismay withdrew her hands as she turned upon the fence, leapt off and moved to stand directly in front of her boss. She clasped her hands together pleadingly before the older woman, shaking her head determinedly.

"No. Please. I can do it. Just give me one shot. Whatever the job, I promise you that I'll do my very best for you [i]and[/i] for the flock."

The farmer looked at her carefully, cautiously for a while. Quite a long while in fact, long enough for the chocobo to realise no more food or pets were coming and wander off back towards the rest of the flock. Finally though, with a warm smile and another gentle nod, she seemed to reconsider.

"Okay, Steph. Okay... we'll give you a chance. After all, you did say that you wanted to get up close and personal with the birds, right?"

Stephanie's eyes widened more and more, and she nodded eagerly.

The farmer grinned.

"Well then. This should be exactly what you were hoping for."

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With the fluttering of wings, the sound of taloned feet moving through grass and the calling of chocobos all around her, Stephanie was in heaven in so many ways. She had never imagined that she would get to be this up close and personal with the birds she adored so soon. No, it wasn't exactly the way she had first imagined finding herself surrounded by chocobos. Yes, in many ways it was pretty embarrassing, and admittedly not a part of the job description which she had been given when signing her contract to work here for the summer. But that was purely because this was a more advanced job not normally given to newbies. A job that required the utmost dedication, for it would assist in creating the next generation of chocobos for this farm and others like it around the world.

Stephanie had seen semen collection being done to other species before, and she knew it was all a part of a breeding farm's job. She also knew that there were many accessories and devices made to make it easier, and of course to make the act more natural, and thus less traumatic for the animals to whom it was happening. But this... this was a whole new level of integration.

She stood in the middle of an inflatable chocobo. An actually rather realistic modelling of the creatures now surrounding her, even if it was made from air-filled coloured vinyl. She was able to just about see the ground ahead and a slight bit around her due to some clever one-way mesh that appeared solid from the outside, obviously with a layer of transparent vinyl over it. To Stephanie's embarrassment, she was naked within the inflatable chocobo suit, quite simply because even now it was baking hot inside, sweat dripping off her skin all over, and with clothes on it would have been utterly intolerable.

Within her mouth there was a small black tube, and if she sucked upon it for a few moments it would provide her water to ensure that she didn't dehydrate. If she bit down upon it however, it would send a signal elsewhere into the inflatable chocobo's interior and let loose a rather realistically recorded...

"[i]Kweh![/i]"

The perfect represented sound of what she was trying to model. A female chocobo in heat, begging to be bred. That fact, combined with the pheromones which surrounded the external vent that could be found just where it was meant to be at the rear end of the bird, explained why there were so many chocobos surrounding her right now; practically all of them males and many with arousal already swelling between their legs.

So yes, this situation was a little embarrassing, but that didn't stop Stephanie from being so excited to be a part of it. To be so close, so near to so many of the birds she adored, and able to see them not only going about their daily business, but to help them achieve one of any wild animal's key goals in life. To reproduce.

Once again she sucked upon the tube leading into her mouth, feeling another trickle of sweat run down her back and between the plump, freckled cheeks of her ass. She gulped down a mouthful of water hurriedly, then another, then a...

Her eyes widened. She gurgled and almost choked upon the liquid currently half-way down her throat, but had to swallow it in the end despite what had just happened. Despite suddenly feeling and [i]tasting[/i] a change in what once had been water, but was now an entirely different substance. Thicker. Richer. Bitter and sweet and intensely musky all at once. The taste, the scent, the very presence of it overwhelmed her. She staggered, the inflatable chocobo in which she was standing staggering too but not falling over, and her head swam as the intense smell of chocobo musk filled her senses, and the now constantly flowing tube continued to pour it into her mouth drop after drop after drop.

Immediately of course Stephanie tried to stop the flow by biting down upon the tube, but all that did was push it out at higher pressure through the now smaller gaps, and force another needy, pleading '[i]Kweh![/i]' from her inflatable self. A loud call came back to her almost immediately from one of the males, and before Stephanie could try to move away, pressed in on all sides by real and larger chocobo males, she could feel one of them mounting her. Pressing its thick cock into the vent at the rear of her inflatable suit, and beginning to hump and drizzle it's pre-cum into the chamber held within, designed to separately store and collect the seed of up to twenty males before it needed to be changed or cleaned.

What Stephanie hadn't been told about the suit however, or about the male chocobos using it, was where their cock would end up as it thrust in and out of that vinyl vent with a softer, synthetic interior designed to mimic the feel and texture of a real chocobo's inner workings. She could feel it. Feel the male's erection rubbing up against her as it slid in and out. And the spot [i]where[/i] it was rubbing... right between her legs, physically spreading apart her lips and grinding against the intimate flesh between them, even going to far as to prod and tease at her clit. She couldn't help herself. Despite the rich musk flooding her mouth and the fact it was a wild animal humping at her from behind, she moaned. She moaned in pleasure at the undeniable stimulation, and for just a moment a truly lewd and shameful thought crossed her mind.

What if the chocobo wasn't breeding the suit around her.

What if he was breeding [i]her[/i] instead?

The thought only lasted for a second, but even as it faded and Stephanie moaned again in embarrassment as much as pleasure, she couldn't deny its lingering appeal. Where the thought had come from she had no idea, but as she gulped down more and more of this rich musky liquid the more hazy her head felt, and the more rapidly thoughts like that began to spring forth into her head. Soon she found herself whimpering and gasping not in bashful dismay, but in delight as the male chocobo's thrusts grew more urgent and rapid, rubbing her pussy all the more eagerly as it humped its way towards impregnating the fake mate presented to it. She couldn't move, her feet seemingly rooted to the spot by her own confused desire, but had she been able to it would have taken all Stephanie's willpower to not pull herself free from the suit around her and simply beg her own human body to be taken by the powerful and handsome birds all around her.

She screamed happily, or rather she cried out, letting loose another loud '[i]Kweh[/i]' from the suit and a surprisingly similar call from her own mouth, as she felt the chocobo cock pressed into the suit's inflated vent begin to twitch and spasm, and heard a loud crowing '[i]Wark[/i]' of joyous relief from the male alongside a frantic fluttering of wings as he let loose inside her. She could hear the internal gurgling of the suit swallowing up its offering of seed, storing it away in a special capsule. And it was then, as that capsule began to be filled with chocobo cum, that one of the suit's few remaining surprises were finally revealed.

The capsule in which the cum was to be stored began to inflate and swell within the suit's interior, and as it did so Stephanie felt something new pressing against her from behind. Indeed, something pressing against [i]her[/i] behind. Between the cheeks of her ass, and bringing its smooth and surprisingly slick, domed point to rest almost exactly up against her sphincter.

Again Stephanie cried out, this time in lust and pleading desire alongside her suit's gurgled breeding call, as the first male withdrew. She was so close. So near to cumming from the rubbing of his cock against her slit through the suit's material, but not quite there yet. The denial was intense, and it drove her even more wild and desperately towards actively [i]wanting[/i] chocobo cock inside of her. She didn't have to wait long at all though, for soon another male replaced the first. He was rougher than her initial partner too, and merely twenty seconds after he began to hump forcefully at the inflatable chocobo's vent Stephanie found herself squealing and shuddering within her suit as the rubbing of the chocobo's cock against her clit drove her helplessly over the edge.

When the second chocobo had his own climax inside of the suit however, Stephanie crying out more and more as the musk and the pleasure drove her increasingly wild and desperate for more physical contact from these incredible specimens of chocobo manhood, she felt the device pressing against her ass begin to swell more and more as another capsule of the second male's cum was collected. It was almost like wherever that cum was being stored was attached to the device she could now feel pushing against her back passage, so that the more loads the suit took, the harder it pushed against her... [i]into[/i] her. Sure enough, within seconds she cried out yet again as the tip of that shaft pressed itself through her outer pucker and began to push its way inside her ass.

The third and fourth chocobos to take their turn both finished much more quickly than those who had come before them, both denying Stephanie the pleasure of more time spent thrusting against her own pleasure-stricken pussy but granting her more and more of the toy in her ass as the cum-containing area continued to swell and press its outer wall with that device attached deeper into the human. By this point her body was drenched in sweat. The musk flooding past her lips had dribbled down her chin and its scent filled her nose with every breath she took. Her head was a haze of pleasure and longing and indeed of the calls of all the men surrounding her. She wanted to give her attention to all of them. But truly [i]her[/i] attention. Not this suit. It was stealing away all their precious cum. All their seed that was meant for her, so that [i]she[/i] could lay eggs for each and every one of them.

Yet more time passed, yet more chocobos had their turn breeding what to them was a hen begging for it, standing by as she was bred over and over and over again and smelling so very strongly of lustful desire. Of course the pheromones coating the vent of the inflatable suit had long since been rubbed off on the feathers and by the juices of the various men breeding it, but now there was a fresh source of those same intoxicating fluids. They were dripping from Stephanie. Drooling from her pussy as she was made to cum over and over again, and as her body began to change alongside her mind.

With every thrust into the inflatable and every wave of stimulation she received both to her pussy and indeed her ass too now, the female buried inside the suit cried out in a voice more and more like the needy hen she longed to be. No longer did she have to rely on the tube in her mouth, unable to properly squeeze down on it any more as her lips seemed to be growing harder and less flexible, letting loose frantic, fevered and pleading cries of her very own '[i]Kweh![/i]' as she was mated and used repeatedly, though still denied every last drop of cum by the suit wrapped around her.

Stephanie writhed and shuddered, her body not just lost in pleasure but overwhelmed by all kinds of sensations. Her skin prickled and itched as feathers began to sprout from it, growing lush strands of golden sunshine yellow all over them as her pink and soft body began to change shape. Her hair turned into a golden feathered crest that fluttered against the inside of the suit, and though she wasn't really able to see herself and thus wasn't aware of any of the specifics, the more she changed the less she cared about what [i]any[/i] of those changes might have been.

There came a point of course, just after the seventh male had bred the suit in which Stephanie lay and the black shaft pressed into the formerly human woman's ass had pressed as deep in as it would go, when the suit itself could no longer contain Stephanie's new body. After all the human self which had gone into the suit had been much smaller, and what Stephanie now found herself turning into as she drank down yet more chocobo musk and felt herself calling out and begging helplessly to be bred and left with a heavy clutch of fertile eggs deep inside of her was much bigger, almost exactly the same size as the suit itself.

With one final crowing '[i]Kweh[/i]' of pleasure stricken desperation, Stephanie tossed back her powerful neck and felt her sharp beak piercing the vinyl of the inflatable suit. It was then, as she tugged and pecked her way free like a newborn hen pecking its way out of the egg, that something she had heard the farmer say earlier as they prepared her for this task filled her mind. It had been a while since any human thoughts crossed her head, so it took a few seconds for Stephanie to process it as bright sunlight dazzled her and she tugged and flapped her way free of the suit, stumbling out and looking around at all the male chocobos peering at her with intense curiosity. Some appeared a little less interested, their feathers a bit more ruffled and some of them with still semi-hard cocks, dripping and damp between their legs. Others however moved even closer as she stepped out of the now rapidly deflating remains of her suit, the only remaining sign of its presence a feeling of fullness underneath her tail, the plug toy that had slid into her still buried inside even now.

She thought of what the farmer had said to her even as she looked around and crowed pleadingly once again, frantic with the desire of her first ever heat as a breeding and fertile chocobo.

"Once a hen has a fertile egg inside of her... once she lays her first clutch, there's no going back. It doesn't matter what kind of chocobo she was before. Instinct takes over, and from that point, she's a mom. Waiting for her next heat, her next chance to be bred full of more eggs."

For a few moments, Stephanie's humanity re-asserted itself. She may have been a chocobo in body, but in that moment she was still all human, all woman in mind. She could feel her vent aching, begging to be stimulated, filled and satisfied. She could feel her juices dripping out over her feathers, and even sense several males with their heads down, inhaling the rich scent of her pheromones. Looking out across the field she thought she could even see someone, the farmer herself perhaps, sitting and watching on the fence. Keeping an eye on her perhaps, or simply admiring what had already transpired.

Her eyes bulged, her head snapped back, and a loud crowing cry escaped her as a particularly eager male pressed forward and actually rubbed his beak up against her nether regions. And in that moment, her humanity was gone. She could no longer remember a time when she hadn't had these massive and powerful clawed feet, digging down sturdily into the ground beneath her as she spread her legs wide, presenting herself with tail fanned out and wafting her scent towards the gathering of males. She couldn't remember a time when she had wanted anything but to be an active and healthy chocobo, running free, eating her fill of grain, and of course being bred by the drakes surrounding her. Especially, if she was lucky, the head of the flock.

And of course, it was he who was now nuzzling at her opening. He, largest and strongest and most dominant of all the flock, who was moving up close behind Stephanie's new body, cock dribbling pre-cum and larger, thicker than those of any other male.

This new member of his flock smelled so familiar. So good. He had to have her. He had to be the one to breed her last, and the one to ensure that all her eggs were fertilised with his seed alone. And even if that meant guarding her, and fucking her, all day and all night long... that was precisely what he would do.

Stephanie let loose one almighty squealing '[i]kweh[/i]' as the powerful chocobo pressed his shaft deep into her from behind, and immediately a gush of her hot juices poured out over and around his throbbing length. Her beak foamed as she drooled with pleasure, head a whirl of primal thoughts, longing not only for this male's cum inside her but also a rich meal of tasty greens afterwards. She squawked, shuddered, and looked around to regard the powerful chocobo currently pounding her as fast and deep as his sizeable erection could reach.

Their eyes met, and for just a moment what little remained of Stephanie saw something in that male's eyes. A flash, just for a split-second, of something that might have been recognition. A flash of some understanding, though it was swiftly consumed by their shared pleasure once more.

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Close by, sitting upon the fence with her overalls unbuttoned and one hand stuffed down their front, fingering herself vigorously, the farmer moaned as she watched the two chocobos breed. The prize drake, and now the prize hen too, of her flock. Together they would breed strong and smart and beautiful young chocobos, and she would sell them for the highest prices of any in the country.

"M-make him cum, Steph..."

She moaned as she rubbed hard at her clit, a dark wet spot appearing on the inside of the clothes she was wearing as she grunted and began to cum, to squirt right then and there.

"Ah. [i]Ah[/i]. C-cum in her... Roberto. My... mm-mhhaaahhh... my star volunteers."

By Jeeves

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