The Burmecian Chocobo Thief- Part 2
Commissioned by: BurmecianBlue
Written by: Mana Araxis





"Is it finally over?" Puck said groggily. Despite recovering from his stint with Rylus, the boy still felt weak and his anus equally as sore. The ratling slowly got back onto his feet and looked over towards the stable entrance. He saw what appeared to be the main Stable Hand heading his way. Perhaps it was he who would be releasing him from his captivity Puck thought. The truth could not be any further from what he was hoping however.

"Soo, you must be the kid the farm owner wants to use for our pent up Chocobos." said the Stable Hand. "Come on, follow me. Don't resist either if you know what's good for ya."
Puck nodded and did as he was told. The kid was brought out to the main Chocobo pen outdoors. Thankfully the weather was temperate, not too hot nor too cold for Puck.

"Now then you rat. These Chocobo stallions have been pent up for quite some time and could use someone like you." the Stable Hand grimaced. "I'll be back tonight. Don't disappoint them now, ha ha ha." the human continued before locking the pen. Puck searched his surroundings and escaping was out of the question as the pen wasw strewn with barbed wire along the top of the fencing. As for the Chocobos, there must of been at least sixteen he counted.

"Just my luck." Puck thought to himself. With a sigh, the ratling headed towards the Chocobos and found a decent patch of grass he could set himself down on all fours. Some of the stallions already had full on erections, their lengths and widths made Rylus' pale in comparison. The boy hoped his experience with Rylus would of stretched him out enough for these avians.

"Hmmmph! Hah, unggh!" Puck cried out. Tears quickly swelled as he felt the Chocobo's large girth enter his tail hole. He expected it would a bit more painful, but not to this degree. The avian kweh'ed loudly as he settled it's talons over Puck's arms, thus pinning him in place. As the Chocobo began thrusting into the boy repeatedly, Puck shook violently, his penis now hardened once more. His small ball sac would slap against the Chocobo's shaft, sometimes with such force it sent a shock of pain through his testes.

"Please...go easier...the pain is too much!" Puck continued to plead. Puck's cries were lost on the dominant bird like beast. The ratling felt the edges of his anus burn with pain which was due to the Chocobo stretching the boy's entrance to it's limit. Time went by and it felt like eternity to Puck. 

"K-Kwehhhh!" the Chocobo cried loudly as it buried it's member deep within Puck. It pressed against every muscle inside Puck, shooting sizable loads of semen into the boy. As Puck whimpered and breathed hard trying to not pass out from exhaustion, the stallion backed off, cum drizzling down it's now flaccid member. Puck on the other hand seemingly was dribbling pre-cum through all this, likely due to his prostate being stimulated. The boy's anus was gaping fairly wide at this point, with slight tears around his anal muscle. This routine continued all day as the entire flock of Chocobos had their way with the Burmecian cub. At times, Puck would urinate in between sessions, the pressure against his bladder causing him to empty himself forcefully. By the end of the day long session, Puck was coated in Chocobo cum, laid passed out in his own puddle of cum and urine.

Evening came and the Chocobo farmer and his Stable hand checked up on the boy. 
"Looks like he's finally done, be he was rougher than you were expecting." said the Stable hand.
"Well, what do ya' think yer doin' kid? No time to rest, you got the rest of the stable to take care of!" The farmer scorned.
Grinning, the two carried the sleeping boy and carried him off back to the Chocobo Stable. In the stable was a larger than normal Chocobo. He had teal feathers instead of the normal yellow of this bretheren. This mighty avian was Ollie, the Chocobo that the farmer mentioned the night before. Ollie had a yoke around his neck and leather strappings hanging off of it. The Stable hand quickly hooked Puck up, bounding him against Ollie with his wrists tied together and his legs hoisted up for ease of acces for Ollie. The farmer and Stable hand then locked up the Stable and let Ollie have his way with Puck. Now that his tail hole was still stretched out. This went on through the night with rare breaks in between mating sessions. Chocobo cum began to dry around Puck's tail hole and the more recent sessions involved it leaking and puddling onto the hay ground.

"Ugh...please no." Puck pleaded weakly. Ollie was pent up all day and at last he had a sex toy for the night. Crouching down, the Chocobo slid his shaft into the boy's well used hole. As the avian lowered and raised his legs, his penis simultaneously thrusted swiftly into and out of Puck. The ratling's boyhood flopped itself against his belly and the Chocobo's shaft.
Hours passed and morning arrived. The Stable hand walked in to check up on Ollie then noticed Puck was quite weary eyed and coated in cum.

"Aww, don't clock out on us now! Ollie's the last one you gotta take care of!" the Stable hand yelled. "I know he's a bit bigger than all the others, but on the bright side, once he's done with ya; you can rest for a few hours!"

Puck moaned in return, part pleasure, part pain and weakness. Ollie finished off fucking Puck as the boy shook like a rag doll from Ollie's seemingly never ending stamina.