Monster Breeder

53. Harpy Mountain, Part 3: Flock (R-18)

I continue the climb without further obstacles until getting close to the peak. Gabby's hut is a spec in Fuzzy Field. I can even see my hometown from here! But I can't let myself be distracted. 

There's a winding path between boulders and craigs leading up to a plateau at the top of the mountain. I assume that's where they're holding the Celebration. Almost there, Gale!

My armored feet click and clack on the rocks as I walk. The sound gives me a solitary feel that reminds me of when I washed up on the beach a few days ago. 

“Hey! It’s an intruder!” says a red-feathered cardinal Harpy boy as he hops onto a rock above me. 

That didn't last long.

He’s naked with feathers only covering his arms and legs. I'm gratified to note he has a nice ass. His hair (both head and pubic) matches his feathers. He’s got a Goblin-sized phallus and a dangling pair of bare balls. His features are youthful and androgynous.

“Smells like a human, though,” a bluejay Harpy boy adds from a perch opposite Red. This one is more broad-shouldered, a little more toned, but also has the slightly rounded features of youth.

“How’d they get past the Sirens and Blood Wings?” a third asks, this one a green-feathered parrot Harpy boy. He’s the tallest by several inches.

“I’m a dangerous human,” I explain, wanting to scare them instead of having to hurt these cute boys. “I kill anyone who tries to stop me.”

“Sounds like a girl. I bet she’s pretty!” A yellow warbler Harpy boy this time. Sure enough, no female Harpies here. They’re all pretty boys, but this one has supple thighs and the cutest butt by a mile.

“Where’s Gale?” I come out and ask after my threat fails to get a rise out of them. 

“She wants to know where our females are?” Red asks. “What’s she planning?”

Green quirks his head to the side in thought. “She passed the larder, so she’s not here to steal our food. We’d have seen our prey running if she let them escape. I smell a Siren on her, and the musk of a male cock. A strong human…? Are you searching for our sisters to fuck them?”

I suppose I can’t deny it… “Well, yes, but Gale specifically.”

“A pretty girl with a boy’s penis?” Yellow says. “Now I really want to see what she looks like!”

“Human,” Green addresses me, “We’re standing lookout for the Celebration. My brothers and I can’t stop one who slew Bloodwings, but I doubt you can silence all of us before we raise the alarm. In that case, you’d surely die. Perhaps there's a way we can all leave satisfied?”

Green is perhaps the most intelligent avian I've met so far. As for the suggestion, they are a good-looking group of guys. I’m into it!

“You all want to... have your way with me?” I say in a sultry voice.

“As long as she’s human, it doesn’t matter what other parts she has, right?” Blue asks the others. Yellow nods enthusiastically, and Red reluctantly.

“With the Bloodwings dead, Mother won’t punish us too badly for failing to stop you,” Green says. “We can accept that if you make it worth our while; give us something pleasant to remember during the hard times.”

“Deal.” I dismiss my armor, revealing my naked form. Flou can't make lingerie while dormant in my 'internal storage.' “But scratch me with those claws and I’ll tear all of you to pieces.”

Four horny bird boys land and gather around me to oggle my bits, their eyes darting from my milky pregnant-mother tits to blushing at the Bunny Patron schlong dangling between my ample thighs.

“We’re not hatchlings!” Red objects. “We don’t scratch our mates! Even if you’re just a temporary one…”

”She's a cutie!” Yellow chirps. “And so... big.”

“Normally, I'd love to let you play with me all you want, but I'm in a hurry. My honor dictates I uphold my end of the bargain though, so I'll need a helping 'hand' to do this fast. Olindia, be a dear and entertain these gentlemonsters.”

Four translucent pink tentacles shoot from my sheath to grab the Harpies around their middles, wrap around their chests, and gag their mouths. Their eyes widen in panic as Olindia gradually extracts herself from my groin and they realize how fucked they are.

She's fully assimilated her 'Large' modifier. Thankfully waiting to reach full size until after extracting her core from my depths, her humanoid body remains unchanged, but her jellyfish bell hat and dress have expanded as if to fit an Ogress. She looks like a little doll wearing adult clothes except for her lascivious smile. The blue tips of the decorative pink tentacles on her hat wave as if brushed by undersea currents.

“Not too rough; they've decided to be good boys for me.” I turn from Olindia to the Harpies. “I'll make sure you each cum inside me once to prove my intentions are pure.”

I'm not trying to torture them, just wear out their libidos.

“You first,” I say, crooking my finger at Yellow in a 'come hither' gesture. He grins around his oral tentacle insertion as Olindia brings him to me and I recline with my legs spread to reveal my pussy beneath the base of my shaft. 

He springs to attention upon seeing somewhere soft and wet to put his manhood. My pet Slime allows him the freedom to align himself with my sheath. I feel his modest tip part my folds and sigh in fond anticipation. His claws scrape the ground for traction and his wings flap to aid his thrusts.

“Mmm,” he hums with satisfaction as his rod sinks into my honey tunnel. I can't help but agree, and though he doesn't hit my special spots the way Cottontail does, bubbly warmth spreads through my abdomen.

I guess I have a thing for boy toys? He looks adorable trying to please me with his little tool while my massive member flops around in front of him.

Meanwhile, Olindia is getting the others ready for me. She has Red's prick in her mouth while servicing Green and Blue's cocks with her tentacles wrapped around their lengths jerking them off. At the same time, she's slyly slipping them friendly pseudopods in the ass. I watch their eyes widen and hear their moans as their stomachs bulge with her affection. Yellow is no exception as his belly distends with an exploratory Slime tendril. 

I meet Yellow's gaze and rub my shaft. “This is going in you the second you finish.”

Apparently, my declaration is more sweet promise than threat because a hot liquid spurt fills my inner chamber seconds later as he squints in orgasmic ecstasy. My quim quivers in bliss but I don't quite finish. Yellow lacks Bunny Stamina and slides limp from my entrance followed by a wash of creamy fluid.

Olindia lifts the flaccid pretty boy to place his plush rump over my straining shaft after withdrawing herself from his rear. A huge bead of precum forms at my tip. She lets him drop a couple of inches and my prick hits the barely yielding resistance of an untrained rosebud. Even after Olindia lubed up his backdoor? Well, I can teach this Harpy how to take a monster cock.

After smearing my pre all over his bottom, I grab him by the hips and pull him onto me. My rod pushes into his pucker half an inch.

“B-big! So big!” Yellow spits out his tentacle long enough to gasp.

“You've only played 'catch' with your brothers and cousins, haven't you?” 

He nods meekly, then adds, “Will it hurt?”

“Shh, take deep breaths. Just relax for big sis, and it'll start to feel good.”

He giggles. “Alright, big sis. Here I go...” Yellow inhales and exhales slowly after my reassurance. He immediately starts sliding down my length inch by wonderful inch. His erotic pucker clamps onto my length with vicelike intensity after barely loosening enough to take me. “Ahn! Big sis, you're filling me up!”

That's what I love to hear. 

Oh, he's a delicious fuck toy, finally taking me to the hilt with my outline visibly protruding from his belly. His tummy around my member feels like I've stuck my dick in a warm, relaxing bathtub. His tail feathers tickle the base of my shaft as he wiggles and writhes on my rod.

“I'm ready for them, Olindia.”

My pet Slime hauls over the three Harpy boys she's been entertaining, each of them teased to the edge and ready to break. Their pricks throb with need, leaking semen as they're reamed by tentacles, their eyes begging for carnal release. She raises me up as well so I can receive them.

Blue slides under me and I sit my ass on his cock. The Slime-slickened member easily penetrates my rear. Green comes in from behind Yellow to slip me the 'D' underneath his smaller clansmen's tailfeathers. The lingering drabs of Yellow's ejaculate lubricates his insertion, though his size is only slightly larger and wouldn't have concerned me. Last, Red straddles my neck and angles his tip into my mouth. He's not large enough for me to give him oral and paizuri simultaneously.

A storm of colorful feathers flaps around me as the Harpy boys desperately hump my holes (and rod) to finish themselves. All of us are 'Lightweights,' resulting in the small orgy taking flight. The five of us lift into the air erratically while their hips thrust with frantic energy.

I rarely have the opportunity to get all my holes so thoroughly stuffed. While I prefer my harem girls, I've always had a thing for getting used by monstrous cocks or being 'devoured' by swarms of cute monsters. I did sign on to Tamer with scenes like this in the job description, after all. This really scratches that itch. 

Red is jamming his rod into my esophagus without regard for my ability to breathe or manage my gag reflex (a skill I thankfully trained daily on dildoes before I left home). His balls grind on my chin and his pumping churns a lather of spit bubbles that spill from my lips. Yellow and Green are pounding my dick and sheath respectively, their alternating movements stirring the embers of my desire into a roaring flame. Blue taking my ass with abandon is the spice that turns my passion into an inferno.

I tighten my grip on Yellow's hips and slam the bird boy's ass-pussy with enough Orc Strength to spank his cheeks cherry pink. 

“Yes!!!” he screams in agonized bliss. “Big sis is driving me crazy! It feels so good! I'm cumming!”

Yellow's flopping pecker shoots ropes of white onto my crotch as his eyes roll up into his skull. Blue creams my ass with a Harpy screech, Green bites Yellow's neck as he cums silently, and Red gasps for air as jizz squirts out my nose. With a final wet slap, I hilt myself in supple Harpy flesh and my carnal inferno explodes in a rush of seed inflating Yellow's tummy. 

Their flapping slows until we descend to the ground, where Olindia separates us. She pulls an ahegao-faced Yellow off my rod, his gaping ass dripping cream everywhere. Then she kisses me, her tongue a tentacle that weaves through my oral cavities to lap, scoop, and suck away all of Red's spilled semen. We part just far enough for her to tenderly clean my face, happily licking her lips afterward.

She returns to my secret chamber with a satisfying schlorp.

I heave a contented sigh, my lust temporarily spent. “Had enough, boys?”

The only responses I hear are moans and groans of overindulgence while they pat bellies full of cum or Slime. That'll teach them an important lesson about bargaining for sex with someone stronger than you.

Now, time to go rescue Gale.