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Story commission from \n\t\t\t\t\thaliaeetus
Artist's original post", "writing": "“Rumble in the Rainforest”\n\nBy Aetus, May 24, 2016\tA story commissioned by McFan\n\nWARNING! WARNING! WARNING!\n\nThis is an adult story (readers 18 years and older only please) and contains acts of sexual intercourse between birds.\n\nCloaca, vent, butt plug, bondage, gagging, shackles, forced mating, humiliation, male/male, male/female, feral\n\nBlu, Felipe, Jewel, and the scarlet macaw chief are all characters borrowed from Rio 2, property of Blue Sky Studios and 20th Century Fox. This adult fan fiction is not the responsibility of these companies.\n\n( (\n\nThe mid-day sun was high and hot as two bright blue Spix macaws flew over the high leafy trees of the upper Amazon jungle. It was Blu and Roberto, on their way towards the territory of the scarlet macaw tribe that lived up the valley. Eduardo’s words echoed in their brains: “I’m putting you in charge of our future—don’t let me down!”\n\nHumans were continuing to slash and burn the forest and the macaws were running out of places to live. It was time to make a last stand here, at this valley, and work together to stop the destruction. The macaws had worked together once in the past and stopped the advancing destruction. However, it was only a short time before the old distrust of the two bird tribes had returned and they kept to themselves on opposite ends of a river gorge. Humanity had not learned its lesson either and once again dozers were on the verge of wiping out the macaws’ last home.\n\nBlu had wanted to get humans involved but Eduardo was steadfastly against it. They had proven unreliable in his eyes. He said that he would rather team up with other birds to solve the problem than trust humans again. But he had suffered an injury to his wing during the last fight against the loggers and was not able to fly far or fight hard. Reluctantly, Eduardo had sent these Roberto and Blu as his emissaries to work out a hasty peace because there seemed to be no other way. “Besides,” he had said gruffly, “it’s time for the next generation to take charge.”\n\nBlu and Roberto found the scarlet tribe right where they expected—lounging on shaded clay cliffs during the mid-day heat. The birds let out a raucous greeting and some rose up into the air to meet the two visitors. The two stayed closed together and circled around, showing that they had no hostile intentions. Two of the largest bright red macaws closed in on their wingtips and squawked out, “Get out! You’re not welcome!”\n\nBlu fumbled in his words, “Oh! Uh, we’re here to sex your chief!”\n\n“What!? Pervert!” The macaw on Blu’s wingtip angrily slapped Blu’s wing and made him falter in flight.\n\nRoberto shouted out confidently, “We’re here to SEE Felipe, your chief! We have important news for your chief!”\n\nA wave of red wings erupted up from the cliffs and buzzed around the two blue birds. Blu was sure that he was about to be shredded into confetti and even Roberto looked concerned. But the flock parted and created a corridor leading straight down to a great tree on the edge of the red cliffs. There was a great junction of heavy branches in the top of the tree that formed an obvious meeting place below a covering crown of foliage. Blu and Roberto descended through the swirling tunnel in the dense flock and landed in a flash of blue in the center of the tree. There was an opening in one of the thickest branches and before it was standing an attractive female scarlet macaw.\n\nBlu and Roberto were transfixed by this slim, graceful, and stunningly red bird before them. Roberto slicked his longer head feathers back with one wing and they fluffed and bounced about like the hair of a Latin rock star. The noisy flock settled down into the branches around the meeting place and overflowed into the surrounding trees to try to hear what was about to transpire. The female scarlet held her head high but smiled and batted her eyelashes, “Please excuse the suspicion of the sentries. I am Sofia.” She leaned forward slightly and fluffed her body feathers then stood up straight.\n\nRoberto’s eyes pinned with excitement at the sight of her. He cleared his throat and replied, “I am Felipe and this is Blu. Thank you for kindly receiving us señorita .” Roberto bowed and his long head feathers flopped forward and back like a debonair wave of the hand.\n\nSofia walked forward, her lovely red tail sweeping back and forth with the roll of her accentuated shapely hips. Blu’s beak dropped open a little and his eyes wobbled back and forth with the movement of Sofia’s rump. Then they encountered the fruity musk of her feathers. As it reached their nares, they both inhaled and deeply and exhaled slowly, their eyes lifting slightly as they processed the heavenly aroma.\n\nSofia offered out her right wing and Felipe took it in his then reached down humbly and preened it lightly like the kiss of a gentleman on the hand of a lady. He turned up his head and their eyes met, hers half-lidded with accented dark eyelashes. Roberto’s heart raced—he had not met such an exciting hen in his life. He was trying to be professional and gracious to his female host but was finding it difficult to resist the urges of his heart and his loins.\n\nBlu was only slightly less susceptible to her charms. He shook his head to clear it and bowed briefly. “My dear, we are here to—“\n\nSofia smiled and waved her wing to stop his words, “Please, please, stay here while I take Roberto in to meet with Philipe. Please, Blu, these ladies will provide whatever you desire.” She waved her right wing and a group of young female scarlets flapped up holding fruits and nuts in their beaks. They giggled as they landed and crowded around Blu and he found himself delightfully trapped as he sheepishly accepted their treats and friendly preens.\n\nRoberto took Sofia’s wing in his and strutted off towards the opening from where she had emerged, their rumps and tails brushing together back and forth as they walked. With each touch of her tail against his, Roberto’s passion was stimulated and he wondered how long he could resist her charms.\n\nThey walked into the dark hollow and crawled along a tunnel in the interior of a thick branch. Sofia crawled ahead, her scent filling the dark tunnel and her tail tickling Roberto’s face. He could hear his own heart thumping and feel his cloaca pulsing. Roberto thought to himself, “I mustn’t forget my mission, but how can I resist this hen? I am a handsome cock and she is a lovely hen. What torture this is!”\n\nFinally they emerged from the lower trunk onto a broad branch. The branch bridged over a babbling brook and connected to a rise in the ground. Roberto had expected a kingly perch and the humbling presence of Felipe, the great scarlet macaw chief. Instead, there was a tiny clearing in the leaf-strewn ground surrounded by dense foliage and dappled in yellow and green sunlight. The babbling brook and the twittering of birds high in the trees created lovely background music for this secluded place. There was a bed of woven mosses and soft grasses littered with pink flower petals in the center of the tiny clearing.\n\nSofia slowed her walk, pronouncing the movement of her round hips a little more as she stopped and turned around. Her eyes and beak were half open, her wide pupils looking back under her white eyelids, straight into Roberto’s heart. Roberto gulped… he realized that they weren’t actually meeting with Felipe yet. His heart thumped loudly and his pupils pinned small for a moment and his beak blushed. He had never met such a lovely, and assertive, hen before except in his moistest dreams.\n\n“We’ll meet with Felipe soon, my dear” she said as she pressed her fluffy breast close to Roberto’s and touched her beak to his. Roberto’s knees were weak and he vibrated with pent-up excitement. “But first, I find you irresistible…”\n\n“Oh, lovely lady, I cannot resist your charms” Roberto whispered as he rubbed his beak to hers. “But I must! I am here to unite our tribes again. I cannot fail or we will all perish.” He sighed against her red throat and she smiled and rubbed his nape with a wing, pulling him closer into her feathers.\n\nSofia said smoothly back, “We know… and Felipe wants you to show you’re serious by mating with me.”\n\nRoberto’s eyes pinned again and he panted out, “Oh, my, yes, I will do it lovely flower. How can I say no?!” Roberto pressed into her throat and nibbled her fruity-smelling feathers.\n\nHer eyes watched him, looking down above her smirking beak, “Indeed,” she thought to herself, “how can you say no?” She held back a giggle and wrapped her wings around her blue lover, using her wings to ruffle his feathers from his shoulders up to his nape. He moaned and his whole body heaved with his excited breathing. He lifted his face to hers to nibble on her beak and hold her closer. He was putty in her wings.\n\nSofia pressed forward gently and Roberto slowly rolled back, coming to rest on his back under her fluffy breast. He smiled back blissfully, willingly giving in to this seduction. He stared into her blue eyes and was drifting, floating, in a placid pool of love. As he lay on his back, she took his right foot in her left and slid forward until their breasts softly pressed together and their cloacae pulsated together through their feathers. He let out the moan of a cock about to lose his virginity to a goddess.\n\nRoberto looked up at her breathing hard. With each breath his plump vent lips pressed out against her soft lips that were pressing out to touch his. He grunted softly and felt pre ooze up from within and moisten his pink lips. He squirmed and rolled his eyes back, trying not to be so easy but she was doing everything right. She reached down and nuzzled his beak with hers then twisted her head sideways and invited a kiss. Roberto opened his mouth and touched her warm, soft tongue with his. She moaned out softly and pressed her cloaca down against his. He moaned in response and tensed his hips, grinding back, and opening his cloaca to receive her hot moist membranes to his.\n\nSofia quietly locked her beak around the tip of Roberto’s and gripped firmly. Roberto slowly opened his eyes at this new level of control. But he didn’t resist. Then she started to hump forward and back, forward and back, and Roberto watched her dark silhouette, outlined in green and yellow light, ride him more and more vigorously. His eyes rolled back and he listened to her soft feminine caws mix with his throaty primitive masculine growls. He inhaled her fruity perfume and now the smell of earth, flowers, and hot moist cloaca as she everted her most delicate private tissues to his. He shuddered and cawed long and loud, feeling his climax so close… so very close that he could taste it in his tensing jaws and salivating mouth.\n\nHis eyes opened slowly and as they came back into focus, he saw two more red macaws staring down at him to the sides of a widely grinning Sofia. His body tensed and she gripped his beak harder, sending a shooting pain up his forehead.\n\n“Graaaa!!” Roberto cawed out and tensed his legs but Sofia thrust again and spasmed her vent to his. Roberto grunted and squirmed as his legs went limp. He tried to flap but she shoved into him again and his neck went limp as he sighed out hotly. Roberto was so close to climax and his cloaca was so sensitive that he had no control—each thrust and vent smooch by Sofia caused him to shiver and fail in his attempts to resist.\n\nSofia darted her eyes at the other two macaws signaling that they’d better move quickly. The two parrots stood on either side of the copulating birds. One picked up a leather strap and flipped an end over to its companion. Roberto helplessly moaned and watched as they brought the strap under his head and slid it down to his shoulders. As the two tied it up tight and low around his wings, he couldn’t resist. He just jiggled with Sofia’s rough rubbing, hot waves of pleasure washing from his throbbing, slaking orifice and up his spine.\n\nThey repeated the process with another strap but this one was a leather belt with a buckle on it. They slid it down around the upper part of Roberto’s wings and shoulders and cinched it up tight. As the buckle tinkled and the leather scrinched up tight Roberto jostled and panted, softly moaning “Don’t…. staaaahhhpp…”\n\nThe two male macaws stepped back to the Roberto’s tail then and each grabbed one of Roberto’s feet, one of which was groping Sofia’s tail and the other was grasping her left foot. He felt cold metal as the two scarlet macaws clasped shackles around his tarsi. They tugged at his legs and spread them wide before he felt a click and found them rigidly held apart. He barely noticed all of this, because of the intense sensation of his cloaca being rubbed by velvety wet membranes. His cawing changed to short, heavy grunts and his head feathers flared out. His tail fanned and his lower body tensed—he was close to ejaculating. But suddenly Sofia stood up and cool air touched his everted pink butt.\n\nHe opened his eyes and panted out a plaintive whiny, “Noooo… pleeeease! Why are you stopping??”\n\nInstead of the lovely Sofia, Roberto was now staring into the face of Felipe, the scarlet macaw chief. His forehead was as square as his stout jaws and he grinned down with naughty confidence. “Welcome, Roberto. Don’t worry, we’re not done yet.”\n\nRoberto shook his head in disbelief, “What’s going o—“\n\nRoberto’s query was cut short when Sofia suddenly appeared to the side with an interesting item in her beak. It was a polished piece of hard wood, shaped like a short, fat mushroom. It had holes in the bottom of the “stem” where leather straps were dangling. She had a dirty smirk on her beak as she licked the fat round top of the object. Then it dawned on Roberto that it was a toy… and that his ass was the target!\n\nHe clanked and bucked in his restraints, winking his cloaca to tighten it back up. He reached down with his beak to try to undo the straps and he saw his pink, loose hole glistening in the sunlight, his legs spread apart by a bar and shackles. Felipe would have none of this though and grasped Roberto’s throat with one foot and pressed it down to the ground. “Don’t worry, Roberto, just a bit of fun between rivals. Now open wide!!”\n\nRoberto’s eyes grew large as he felt the toy being pressed into the pink flesh of his everted cloaca. He gritted his beak and squinted his eyes grunting out as his vent sphincters stretched to the limit. “Cawwwww!” he squawked, with a voice full of pleasure and pain. Then the plug slipped inside and his vent winked down around the small stem of it. Roberto’s eyes rolled up and he panted in short spasms of relief. Pink, stretched, shiny lips puckered and unpuckered around the plug as Felipe’s two guards tugged on the thongs attached to its base. They rolled Roberto onto one side and then the other, tying the thongs to the smaller strap around Roberto’s middle. As a final touch, a brazil nut was placed in Roberto’s beak. Each end of the nut had a thong threaded through a hole. The thongs were brought behind his head and tied tightly in place forcing his beak open and preventing him from closing it.\n\nRoberto was then rolled on to his breast. The shackles on his legs kept them spread and also kept his rump and tail high. The straps around his body kept his wings folded. The gag in his mouth left him panting in the dust at Felipe’s feet. Felipe smiled down and snickered, “Now you’re ready! But let’s go someplace even more private.”\n\n“I… I… I can’t walk!” Roberto panted out.\n\nFelipe replied with a grin, “Oh yes you can.” He nodded to the guards and one of them softly wacked the cloaca plug with a wing. Roberto squawked and kicked his legs, shoving himself forward on his breast and beak. The other guard repeated this and Roberto scooted forward again. Felipe chuckled loudly, “Good! Good! You’ve got it!”\n\nWith each lurch forward, the thongs drove the broad butt plug in and out of Roberto’s cloaca. It had a bump on its underside that rubbed directly against Roberto’s ejaculatory ducts, and they quickly swelled and pulsated against the grinding plug. Roberto would moan and wink his ass just long enough for a guard to thwak the plug and make him shuffle forward again. Just as he would reach the point of climax his thighs would tense and spasm, causing his shackles to clank and the plug to vibrate, but the guards would pull the plug outward slightly and keep him from ejaculating. Instead a wash of clear pre would drizzle out from the tight orifice and Roberto would moan from his torturous edging.\n\n“Ohhhh…. Please let me finish! Please let me finish!” he groaned. But they didn’t let him finish and kept pressing him forward in lurches and moans.\n\n( (\n\nRoberto had no idea but Blu was also being seduced by the group of tittering scarlet admirers that had surrounded him. He was a mated bird so he was more resistant to their charms but the scarlets had anticipated this. How could even a happily mated bird resist a crowd of young, flirty admirers? And these girls were far kinkier than Jewel. Before he knew it, the big red birds were on his back taking turns wrapping their tails around his and rubbing their soft vents to his. One even poked a toe inside his cloaca and stroked it in and out, to which he let out a lusty caw and writhed in pleasure, his breast sagging to the ground. It sent sensations up his spine that he had not dreamed possible and he lost track of what was happening amidst the ruffling feathers, girlish panting, and the heavy scent of fruity macaw dander and half a dozen cloacae ripe for mating. He didn’t even notice that the girls were wrapping him tightly with a neoprene harness around his wings and breast.\n\nThen Blu felt something else new: The intrusion of a firm slimy object into his cloaca. He squawked out “Heyy!!—nnnnggggggfffff!!” He grimaced, his feathers flared out, and his body tensed, unwilling or unable to move as the plug shoved in through his vent sphincters and pressed up into his coprodeum and finally his rectum. He squawked as he felt his insides displaced by the foreign object. He tried to flap but his wings were wrapped. He started to panic like a bird in a trap, crashing and kicking inside his vest but the circle of pale scarlet macaw faces only giggled and grinned at him. He panted with the fullness in his belly and winked his vent firmly. It closed down around the backside of the plug and drew it in tight. He felt some relief as his vent folded around the base of the big butt plug and his eyes rolled back and he sighed and panted with exhaustion. As with Roberto’s plug there were two thongs and his captors tugged them forward, firmly, and tied to the vest. He tried to rise up on his legs but found that they were hobbled together with a shackle similar to Roberto’s but not as wide. He fell back on his breast with a thud and winked his cloaca from the impact which then rubbed his membranes on the toy and sent a spasm of pleasure through his vibrating thighs. His beak opened and his tongue hung out a moment, panting from his labors and his pleasure. Then the Brazil nut gag was brought to him and shoved inside his tired beak and tied around the back of his head.\n\nA large red male macaw walked up to Blu as he lay gasping on the ground. Blu’s tail was high and his cloaca winked gently around the toy, a clear strand of pre drooling and sparkling in the wind. The big macaw growled in a masculine squawk, “Let me introduce myself,” he said as he yanked on one of the butt plug thongs. “I am José and I will take you to see Felipe. Now get up and get going!”\n\nBlu struggled to get up and in doing so lurched forward into the breast of the big scarlet. The hens tittered in laughter. The red parrot shoved Blu to his feet and said with a grin, “Walk! Or you’ll have my foot in your ass alongside that plug!”\n\nBlu gulped and stumbled back. Each step he took swayed his wings and hips with additionally tugged on the thongs to his butt plug, pulling it forward into this cloaca further. He couldn’t adjust his gait much because of the hobbles. He carefully shuffled towards the tree cavity, grunting with each step and puckering his butt each time the cloacal plug shifted in and out. Soon he had a slow rhythm going, virtually fucking himself with the plug as he shuffled forward. Blu felt his pre building in his cloaca and dribbling out with each step leaving a sticky warmly scented trail behind him.\n\nBlu entered the wooden tunnel with the large scarlet guard before him and the pack of giggling hens behind him. As he shuffled along, he felt his cloaca pulsating around the plug and occasionally flexed his tail and grunted around his gag, then relaxed and felt the hot rush of sexual excitement. “This shouldn’t feel good,” he thought to himself. “I’m a bird, we don’t enjoy things in our cloaca although I did find it strangely hot when Jewel laid her eggs.” This memory triggered a contraction in his cloaca and he stumbled. The thongs jerked the plug and Blu moaned out loudly in the hollow log as a pang of coital reflexes wracked his body.\n\nThe big scarlet stopped and looked back. “What’s your problem?”\n\nBlu huffed and puffed, trying to contain his urge to just roll over and paddle his legs to masturbate on this plug and blow his load around the plug and into the faces of the hens behind him. The thought of that made him drool.\n\nThe scarlet grinned sadistically, “Hehe, don’t do it! Felipe has something special planned. If you cum now, I have no idea what he will do to you! Get moving!”\n\nBlu gulped at the thought that there could be more added to this. He grunted and shoved forward again. Soon they emerged into a large subterranean hollow. Roots and earth parted overhead here and there and provided shafts of light from above. José led him towards the center of the chamber where a large splash of sunlight lit the earth floor. In addition to Felipe, José, and Sofia, there were also two scarlet macaws at the far end of the chamber near a burrow that led upward.\n\nSoon they could hear muffled clanks and grunts as Roberto came shuffling in with Felipe close behind. Felipe licked his own beak as he stared at the wobbling, winking, juice-drooling vent before him. “Get in the middle you two! Now you’ll see what the price of peace with the scarlet tribe will be!”\n\nFelipe walked around them looking up and down, paying particular attention to how tight the restraints were and how moist and tight their vents were around their drippy butt plugs. “Which one of you will I play with first, hmmmm?”\n\nRoberto and Blu both let out gagged and garbled squawks of concern, emphatically making the case that it should be their companion and not themselves. Felipe cackled in laughter that trailed off as he fixated on their tight pink sphincters twitching in and out around the plugs as they strained to speak.\n\nSuddenly there was a squawk and a thud at the far end of the hollow. Felipe turned just in time to see one scarlet guard crumple forward and a flash of blue feathers as a female Spix macaw jumped onto the second guard’s neck and bit his upper beak. The scarlet let out an ear piercing scream of pain and dropped to his breast begging for mercy. \n\n“It’s Jewel!” Felipe shouted.\n\nBlu and Roberto startled and clanked in their hobbles, turning to try to get a better look. Jewel jumped calmly off of the second guard and landed with a thud. There she stood, legs shoulder-width apart, her breast puffed out, her dark lashes set with determination, and her eyes calculating her next move.\n\nJewel had had her doubts about Roberto and Blu’s mission. Roberto was suave and strong and Blu was a good thinker but neither of them was experienced in negotiating or fighting a mob of angry macaws. So she had followed, taking a longer route and staying under the cover of the forest and moving in short quiet flights. Nobody knew it but Jewel had a secret friend among the scarlets. Months before, she had been exploring on the edge of the scarlet’s territory and had stumbled upon a special place. It was a sinkhole in the forest lined with lush ferns and misted with sparkling clear spring waters. At the middle of the day, sunlight would spill straight down to the bottom. It was the sound of singing that had first attracted her to the spot. She carefully snuck up to the edge of the hole and looked down to behold a shapely red female macaw in the pool at the bottom, dancing and singing in the mist. She watched the entire graceful performance and soon began singing back. They found that their voices formed a wonderful echoing duet in the cavern and they became good friends. The scarlet’s name was Rocío and they regularly visited their secret concert chamber to sing, bathe, and chat together. They even went on to explore other forbidden sensations, but that’s another story. After one of their particularly arousing encounters, as they lay ruffled together in the warm sunbeams, Rocío described a place that reminded her of their secret meeting place. It was a large cavern below the great tree where Felipe lived. It was where he would have private concerts and do most of his important business or entertainment. Rocío had even been brought to sing there once, just for Felipe. She told Jewel all about it. And so Jewel had known exactly where she would find Blu and Roberto. She had quietly crawled through the thick understory, hidden from the red macaws that squawked and circled high above in the trees. She found the base of the great tree and explored around until she heard Felipe’s voice echoing below and that led her to the entrance tunnel.\n\nRoberto and Blu chewed and drooled on their gags mumbling their surprise and staring in disbelief at Jewel. Their tails were high, their vents plugged and drooling, and they grinned back sheepishly through blushed beaks.\n\nJewel’s eyes widened and then her brows furrowed in disgust, “What on Earth are you boys doing!? Some negotiators!!”\n\nBlu stammered and mumbled around his gag something that sounded like, “No, no, darling, it’s not what you think! A hundred macaws ganged up on me and—“\n\nRoberto joined in, barely intelligibly, “Jewel! We were ambushed and beaten and tortured—“\n\nFelipe let out a loud squawking laugh that echoed in the room. He looked at José and Sofia and calmly said, “Get her!”\n\nJewel saw the first of her victims getting up so she kicked dirt in his face, jumped up, and spring-boarded off his head sending him back hard against the wall while she took a long leap towards her oncoming attackers. The first was José who stood like a brick wall between her and Felipe. He tried to grab her with his thick red wings but she dropped under his embrace and found his weak spot. She bit into his tender crotch—hard! He let out a bloody scream and collapsed forward while Jewel slipped out under his tail.\n\nSofia was right behind, charging fast. Jewel charged towards her and at the last moment leapt upwards just in time for the female scarlet to catch a face full of soft macaw crotch. Sofia smelled Jewel’s feminine crotch and backpedaled in horror. Jewel slipped her legs around Sofia’s neck, locked her tarsi together and squeezed. Sofia thrashed and let out a stifled squawk and a cough. Jewel wasn’t playing nice so neither would Sofia. She tried to tuck her head and roll forward but Jewel wouldn’t allow it. Instead she fell on her breast and rolled sideways. That’s when Jewel clamped her big dark beak onto Sofia’s right cheek.\n\n“AAAAAAAA” Sofia screamed through the chokehold and thrashed harder. Jewel let go and allowed Sofia to fling her off, right towards Felipe. Jewel flapped straight for him but he didn’t move. He puffed out his chest and leapt forward into her. She changed course slightly and wrapped around his neck like Velcro, gnawing on his right wingpit. Felipe squawked loudly and spun and bucked like a mad bull but he couldn’t shake her off. She was now on his back, her butt resting on his head, her feet locked under his chin, biting hard into his wing so that he thought it would break. Her ass was right over his forehead.\n\n“AAAWwwwwWWWKK Now! Hurry!” He shouted.\n\nJewel jolted forward with surprise and let out a surprised yelp, causing her to release Felipe’s bloodied wing. José thrust a thick red rubber tube into her backside and shoved it in deep. Jewel had never had something put into her butt before and her legs shook and her insides squirmed from the invasion of her body. She squawked in a panic “What the—!”\n\nJewel’s leg spasms released Felipe’s neck and she started to slip down his back but he grasped her ankles with his wings and held her there. The red plug was actually a large Foley catheter with a rubber balloon at the end. Sofia limped over with a large purple bruise on her cheek. She was holding a syringe in her beak. José hurriedly hooked it up to the catheter and Sofia gave the plunger a shove.\n\nJewel felt her ass suddenly tighten and a hot rush welled up through her insides, she held her breath, and her heart slowed down as her vagal nerve was stimulated. She squirmed and reflexively bore down like she was laying an egg. Her pink membranes folded and swelled around the balloon, trying to push it out but Sofia shoved on the syringe more and made the balloon bigger. Jewel coughed and flailed and tried to shake loose of Felipe but he had her ankles good.\n\nFelipe shouted at José, “Gag her before she—” but it was too late, Jewel sank her beak into Felipe’s tail and he squawked at a high wavering pitch. This caused him to let go of her ankles and she slid down his back and landed on to the ground.\n\nShe looked down between her legs and saw the red tube and balloon protruding from her vent. She tried used her beak to pull on the catheter but this only rubbed the inside of her cloaca and stretched her tight lips further. She looked at Felipe, embarrassed, enraged, and not about to become like Roberto and Blu. “You! You! You pervert! Get this out of me, right now, or I’ll, I’ll, I’ll!”\n\nFelipe sarcastically retorted, “Oh, please do it, whatever it is…” Felipe swaggered towards her, his tail sweeping back and forth jauntily. “I love a frisky struggle before a good fuck!”\n\nJewel’s face wrinkled in rage, “Why you!!” She flexed her thigh muscles to jump and felt her lower body clench around the egg-sized plug in her cloaca. She winced and her belly spasmed as if in labor or coitus. She felt a flicker of dizziness, either from the abdominal discomfort or sexual stimulation. She fluttered her tail and pressed out again, trying to dump the balloon out but it only made her head pound and her cloaca throb. As it throbbed, her genital eminence, the equivalent of an avian clitoris, rubbed against the tight balloon and pulsated to life. Her right knee went weak and folded under her and she let out a whimper and panted. She shook her head and scrambled forward—she had to keep fighting whatever the cost!\n\nThen she tried flying with the plug in place but when she took off her legs had to jerk forward and back momentarily to get into the air. The result was similar—awkward fullness in her belly and butt combined with spasms of pain and pleasure, and intense stimulation of her juicy cloacal membranes that gripped the intruding balloon. She collapsed to the ground and fought back a wave of cramps and nausea. As that passed she felt her tail fan and her cloaca clench tight around the balloon making it swell outward through her quivering vent. It was like laying an egg but softer. The urge to press was there, seeking the climax of relief as when an egg would clear her vent lips, thud to her feet, and cool air would fill her throbbing cloaca. But she couldn’t attain it… the plug would not slip out. She pressed hard again and let out a long distressed grunt then collapsed, panting, to the ground. She saw Felipe and José moving in closer. She would have to control her reactions and fight through this. She was determined to not become a sex slave.\n\nWhen José approached, Jewel launched wearily into the air giving an awkward squawk as the cloacal plug rubbed around snugly inside her. She landed a wing hard across the José’s nape and down he went seeing stars in his vision. She rolled out of the leap but couldn’t get her legs into landing position around the plug in her ass. Instead she landed squarely on her cloacal plug with a splat, let out a loud squawk and her eyes bulged in her head. Felipe and José closed in on her and she pushed down with her legs and flapped into the air again just in time for the two to collide below her. They butted heads and fell back on their haunches, dizzy and wobbling.\n\nShe couldn’t keep this up, though. As each jump and flap jostled the toy wedged tightly in her tush it rubbed her genital tissues, her throbbing oviduct opening, and jostled her painfully stretched cloaca. She felt a wave of nausea and her nares felt wet and hot as she hopped stiffly towards Felipe, jumping like a chickadee with a pencil shoved up its ass. He just grinned and stood tall with his chest out. She opened her beak and gave one more leap. Her beak snapped shut in mid-air and she crashed to the ground, her feet snatched and held by José.\n\n“Let go of me!” Jewel raged and flapped forcefully. José grasped the catheter protruding from her vent and shook it hard. Her pupils dilated unevenly and her lower jaw quivered and salivated. “Oh! Ah! Stop! Ooooohhh…” Her legs vibrated and her belly contracted in a coitus reflex. “OOOooooooOOOOOhhhh” she slowly moaned. As her muscles relaxed she let out a heavy sigh and panted in the damp dirt.\n\n“Finish tying her up!” shouted Felipe. The guards joined them, nursing bruises and broken feathers, and grasped Jewel’s wings and folded them to her sides. They wrapped a belt around them and buckled it tightly. The shackled her legs together with a metal bar, spreading them far apart. They also tied a ribbon around the belt on her midsection and looped it down under her tail to hold it high in the air. Her white under-tail fluff parted and showed the red plug in her rear quite smartly. A Brazil nut gag was placed in her beak and she was forced to shuffle over next to the other two captives.\n\nFelipe walked slowly around them, whistling a tune that was infantile and irritating. He was taunting them and planning out just how he was going to humiliate them…\n\nTHE END\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“Rumble in the Rainforest”

By Aetus, May 24, 2016\tA story commissioned by McFan

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

This is an adult story (readers 18 years and older only please) and contains acts of sexual intercourse between birds.

Cloaca, vent, butt plug, bondage, gagging, shackles, forced mating, humiliation, male/male, male/female, feral

Blu, Felipe, Jewel, and the scarlet macaw chief are all characters borrowed from Rio 2, property of Blue Sky Studios and 20th Century Fox. This adult fan fiction is not the responsibility of these companies.

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The mid-day sun was high and hot as two bright blue Spix macaws flew over the high leafy trees of the upper Amazon jungle. It was Blu and Roberto, on their way towards the territory of the scarlet macaw tribe that lived up the valley. Eduardo’s words echoed in their brains: “I’m putting you in charge of our future—don’t let me down!”

Humans were continuing to slash and burn the forest and the macaws were running out of places to live. It was time to make a last stand here, at this valley, and work together to stop the destruction. The macaws had worked together once in the past and stopped the advancing destruction. However, it was only a short time before the old distrust of the two bird tribes had returned and they kept to themselves on opposite ends of a river gorge. Humanity had not learned its lesson either and once again dozers were on the verge of wiping out the macaws’ last home.

Blu had wanted to get humans involved but Eduardo was steadfastly against it. They had proven unreliable in his eyes. He said that he would rather team up with other birds to solve the problem than trust humans again. But he had suffered an injury to his wing during the last fight against the loggers and was not able to fly far or fight hard. Reluctantly, Eduardo had sent these Roberto and Blu as his emissaries to work out a hasty peace because there seemed to be no other way. “Besides,” he had said gruffly, “it’s time for the next generation to take charge.”

Blu and Roberto found the scarlet tribe right where they expected—lounging on shaded clay cliffs during the mid-day heat. The birds let out a raucous greeting and some rose up into the air to meet the two visitors. The two stayed closed together and circled around, showing that they had no hostile intentions. Two of the largest bright red macaws closed in on their wingtips and squawked out, “Get out! You’re not welcome!”

Blu fumbled in his words, “Oh! Uh, we’re here to sex your chief!”

“What!? Pervert!” The macaw on Blu’s wingtip angrily slapped Blu’s wing and made him falter in flight.

Roberto shouted out confidently, “We’re here to SEE Felipe, your chief! We have important news for your chief!”

A wave of red wings erupted up from the cliffs and buzzed around the two blue birds. Blu was sure that he was about to be shredded into confetti and even Roberto looked concerned. But the flock parted and created a corridor leading straight down to a great tree on the edge of the red cliffs. There was a great junction of heavy branches in the top of the tree that formed an obvious meeting place below a covering crown of foliage. Blu and Roberto descended through the swirling tunnel in the dense flock and landed in a flash of blue in the center of the tree. There was an opening in one of the thickest branches and before it was standing an attractive female scarlet macaw.

Blu and Roberto were transfixed by this slim, graceful, and stunningly red bird before them. Roberto slicked his longer head feathers back with one wing and they fluffed and bounced about like the hair of a Latin rock star. The noisy flock settled down into the branches around the meeting place and overflowed into the surrounding trees to try to hear what was about to transpire. The female scarlet held her head high but smiled and batted her eyelashes, “Please excuse the suspicion of the sentries. I am Sofia.” She leaned forward slightly and fluffed her body feathers then stood up straight.

Roberto’s eyes pinned with excitement at the sight of her. He cleared his throat and replied, “I am Felipe and this is Blu. Thank you for kindly receiving us señorita .” Roberto bowed and his long head feathers flopped forward and back like a debonair wave of the hand.

Sofia walked forward, her lovely red tail sweeping back and forth with the roll of her accentuated shapely hips. Blu’s beak dropped open a little and his eyes wobbled back and forth with the movement of Sofia’s rump. Then they encountered the fruity musk of her feathers. As it reached their nares, they both inhaled and deeply and exhaled slowly, their eyes lifting slightly as they processed the heavenly aroma.

Sofia offered out her right wing and Felipe took it in his then reached down humbly and preened it lightly like the kiss of a gentleman on the hand of a lady. He turned up his head and their eyes met, hers half-lidded with accented dark eyelashes. Roberto’s heart raced—he had not met such an exciting hen in his life. He was trying to be professional and gracious to his female host but was finding it difficult to resist the urges of his heart and his loins.

Blu was only slightly less susceptible to her charms. He shook his head to clear it and bowed briefly. “My dear, we are here to—“

Sofia smiled and waved her wing to stop his words, “Please, please, stay here while I take Roberto in to meet with Philipe. Please, Blu, these ladies will provide whatever you desire.” She waved her right wing and a group of young female scarlets flapped up holding fruits and nuts in their beaks. They giggled as they landed and crowded around Blu and he found himself delightfully trapped as he sheepishly accepted their treats and friendly preens.

Roberto took Sofia’s wing in his and strutted off towards the opening from where she had emerged, their rumps and tails brushing together back and forth as they walked. With each touch of her tail against his, Roberto’s passion was stimulated and he wondered how long he could resist her charms.

They walked into the dark hollow and crawled along a tunnel in the interior of a thick branch. Sofia crawled ahead, her scent filling the dark tunnel and her tail tickling Roberto’s face. He could hear his own heart thumping and feel his cloaca pulsing. Roberto thought to himself, “I mustn’t forget my mission, but how can I resist this hen? I am a handsome cock and she is a lovely hen. What torture this is!”

Finally they emerged from the lower trunk onto a broad branch. The branch bridged over a babbling brook and connected to a rise in the ground. Roberto had expected a kingly perch and the humbling presence of Felipe, the great scarlet macaw chief. Instead, there was a tiny clearing in the leaf-strewn ground surrounded by dense foliage and dappled in yellow and green sunlight. The babbling brook and the twittering of birds high in the trees created lovely background music for this secluded place. There was a bed of woven mosses and soft grasses littered with pink flower petals in the center of the tiny clearing.

Sofia slowed her walk, pronouncing the movement of her round hips a little more as she stopped and turned around. Her eyes and beak were half open, her wide pupils looking back under her white eyelids, straight into Roberto’s heart. Roberto gulped… he realized that they weren’t actually meeting with Felipe yet. His heart thumped loudly and his pupils pinned small for a moment and his beak blushed. He had never met such a lovely, and assertive, hen before except in his moistest dreams.

“We’ll meet with Felipe soon, my dear” she said as she pressed her fluffy breast close to Roberto’s and touched her beak to his. Roberto’s knees were weak and he vibrated with pent-up excitement. “But first, I find you irresistible…”

“Oh, lovely lady, I cannot resist your charms” Roberto whispered as he rubbed his beak to hers. “But I must! I am here to unite our tribes again. I cannot fail or we will all perish.” He sighed against her red throat and she smiled and rubbed his nape with a wing, pulling him closer into her feathers.

Sofia said smoothly back, “We know… and Felipe wants you to show you’re serious by mating with me.”

Roberto’s eyes pinned again and he panted out, “Oh, my, yes, I will do it lovely flower. How can I say no?!” Roberto pressed into her throat and nibbled her fruity-smelling feathers.

Her eyes watched him, looking down above her smirking beak, “Indeed,” she thought to herself, “how can you say no?” She held back a giggle and wrapped her wings around her blue lover, using her wings to ruffle his feathers from his shoulders up to his nape. He moaned and his whole body heaved with his excited breathing. He lifted his face to hers to nibble on her beak and hold her closer. He was putty in her wings.

Sofia pressed forward gently and Roberto slowly rolled back, coming to rest on his back under her fluffy breast. He smiled back blissfully, willingly giving in to this seduction. He stared into her blue eyes and was drifting, floating, in a placid pool of love. As he lay on his back, she took his right foot in her left and slid forward until their breasts softly pressed together and their cloacae pulsated together through their feathers. He let out the moan of a cock about to lose his virginity to a goddess.

Roberto looked up at her breathing hard. With each breath his plump vent lips pressed out against her soft lips that were pressing out to touch his. He grunted softly and felt pre ooze up from within and moisten his pink lips. He squirmed and rolled his eyes back, trying not to be so easy but she was doing everything right. She reached down and nuzzled his beak with hers then twisted her head sideways and invited a kiss. Roberto opened his mouth and touched her warm, soft tongue with his. She moaned out softly and pressed her cloaca down against his. He moaned in response and tensed his hips, grinding back, and opening his cloaca to receive her hot moist membranes to his.

Sofia quietly locked her beak around the tip of Roberto’s and gripped firmly. Roberto slowly opened his eyes at this new level of control. But he didn’t resist. Then she started to hump forward and back, forward and back, and Roberto watched her dark silhouette, outlined in green and yellow light, ride him more and more vigorously. His eyes rolled back and he listened to her soft feminine caws mix with his throaty primitive masculine growls. He inhaled her fruity perfume and now the smell of earth, flowers, and hot moist cloaca as she everted her most delicate private tissues to his. He shuddered and cawed long and loud, feeling his climax so close… so very close that he could taste it in his tensing jaws and salivating mouth.

His eyes opened slowly and as they came back into focus, he saw two more red macaws staring down at him to the sides of a widely grinning Sofia. His body tensed and she gripped his beak harder, sending a shooting pain up his forehead.

“Graaaa!!” Roberto cawed out and tensed his legs but Sofia thrust again and spasmed her vent to his. Roberto grunted and squirmed as his legs went limp. He tried to flap but she shoved into him again and his neck went limp as he sighed out hotly. Roberto was so close to climax and his cloaca was so sensitive that he had no control—each thrust and vent smooch by Sofia caused him to shiver and fail in his attempts to resist.

Sofia darted her eyes at the other two macaws signaling that they’d better move quickly. The two parrots stood on either side of the copulating birds. One picked up a leather strap and flipped an end over to its companion. Roberto helplessly moaned and watched as they brought the strap under his head and slid it down to his shoulders. As the two tied it up tight and low around his wings, he couldn’t resist. He just jiggled with Sofia’s rough rubbing, hot waves of pleasure washing from his throbbing, slaking orifice and up his spine.

They repeated the process with another strap but this one was a leather belt with a buckle on it. They slid it down around the upper part of Roberto’s wings and shoulders and cinched it up tight. As the buckle tinkled and the leather scrinched up tight Roberto jostled and panted, softly moaning “Don’t…. staaaahhhpp…”

The two male macaws stepped back to the Roberto’s tail then and each grabbed one of Roberto’s feet, one of which was groping Sofia’s tail and the other was grasping her left foot. He felt cold metal as the two scarlet macaws clasped shackles around his tarsi. They tugged at his legs and spread them wide before he felt a click and found them rigidly held apart. He barely noticed all of this, because of the intense sensation of his cloaca being rubbed by velvety wet membranes. His cawing changed to short, heavy grunts and his head feathers flared out. His tail fanned and his lower body tensed—he was close to ejaculating. But suddenly Sofia stood up and cool air touched his everted pink butt.

He opened his eyes and panted out a plaintive whiny, “Noooo… pleeeease! Why are you stopping??”

Instead of the lovely Sofia, Roberto was now staring into the face of Felipe, the scarlet macaw chief. His forehead was as square as his stout jaws and he grinned down with naughty confidence. “Welcome, Roberto. Don’t worry, we’re not done yet.”

Roberto shook his head in disbelief, “What’s going o—“

Roberto’s query was cut short when Sofia suddenly appeared to the side with an interesting item in her beak. It was a polished piece of hard wood, shaped like a short, fat mushroom. It had holes in the bottom of the “stem” where leather straps were dangling. She had a dirty smirk on her beak as she licked the fat round top of the object. Then it dawned on Roberto that it was a toy… and that his ass was the target!

He clanked and bucked in his restraints, winking his cloaca to tighten it back up. He reached down with his beak to try to undo the straps and he saw his pink, loose hole glistening in the sunlight, his legs spread apart by a bar and shackles. Felipe would have none of this though and grasped Roberto’s throat with one foot and pressed it down to the ground. “Don’t worry, Roberto, just a bit of fun between rivals. Now open wide!!”

Roberto’s eyes grew large as he felt the toy being pressed into the pink flesh of his everted cloaca. He gritted his beak and squinted his eyes grunting out as his vent sphincters stretched to the limit. “Cawwwww!” he squawked, with a voice full of pleasure and pain. Then the plug slipped inside and his vent winked down around the small stem of it. Roberto’s eyes rolled up and he panted in short spasms of relief. Pink, stretched, shiny lips puckered and unpuckered around the plug as Felipe’s two guards tugged on the thongs attached to its base. They rolled Roberto onto one side and then the other, tying the thongs to the smaller strap around Roberto’s middle. As a final touch, a brazil nut was placed in Roberto’s beak. Each end of the nut had a thong threaded through a hole. The thongs were brought behind his head and tied tightly in place forcing his beak open and preventing him from closing it.

Roberto was then rolled on to his breast. The shackles on his legs kept them spread and also kept his rump and tail high. The straps around his body kept his wings folded. The gag in his mouth left him panting in the dust at Felipe’s feet. Felipe smiled down and snickered, “Now you’re ready! But let’s go someplace even more private.”

“I… I… I can’t walk!” Roberto panted out.

Felipe replied with a grin, “Oh yes you can.” He nodded to the guards and one of them softly wacked the cloaca plug with a wing. Roberto squawked and kicked his legs, shoving himself forward on his breast and beak. The other guard repeated this and Roberto scooted forward again. Felipe chuckled loudly, “Good! Good! You’ve got it!”

With each lurch forward, the thongs drove the broad butt plug in and out of Roberto’s cloaca. It had a bump on its underside that rubbed directly against Roberto’s ejaculatory ducts, and they quickly swelled and pulsated against the grinding plug. Roberto would moan and wink his ass just long enough for a guard to thwak the plug and make him shuffle forward again. Just as he would reach the point of climax his thighs would tense and spasm, causing his shackles to clank and the plug to vibrate, but the guards would pull the plug outward slightly and keep him from ejaculating. Instead a wash of clear pre would drizzle out from the tight orifice and Roberto would moan from his torturous edging.

“Ohhhh…. Please let me finish! Please let me finish!” he groaned. But they didn’t let him finish and kept pressing him forward in lurches and moans.

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Roberto had no idea but Blu was also being seduced by the group of tittering scarlet admirers that had surrounded him. He was a mated bird so he was more resistant to their charms but the scarlets had anticipated this. How could even a happily mated bird resist a crowd of young, flirty admirers? And these girls were far kinkier than Jewel. Before he knew it, the big red birds were on his back taking turns wrapping their tails around his and rubbing their soft vents to his. One even poked a toe inside his cloaca and stroked it in and out, to which he let out a lusty caw and writhed in pleasure, his breast sagging to the ground. It sent sensations up his spine that he had not dreamed possible and he lost track of what was happening amidst the ruffling feathers, girlish panting, and the heavy scent of fruity macaw dander and half a dozen cloacae ripe for mating. He didn’t even notice that the girls were wrapping him tightly with a neoprene harness around his wings and breast.

Then Blu felt something else new: The intrusion of a firm slimy object into his cloaca. He squawked out “Heyy!!—nnnnggggggfffff!!” He grimaced, his feathers flared out, and his body tensed, unwilling or unable to move as the plug shoved in through his vent sphincters and pressed up into his coprodeum and finally his rectum. He squawked as he felt his insides displaced by the foreign object. He tried to flap but his wings were wrapped. He started to panic like a bird in a trap, crashing and kicking inside his vest but the circle of pale scarlet macaw faces only giggled and grinned at him. He panted with the fullness in his belly and winked his vent firmly. It closed down around the backside of the plug and drew it in tight. He felt some relief as his vent folded around the base of the big butt plug and his eyes rolled back and he sighed and panted with exhaustion. As with Roberto’s plug there were two thongs and his captors tugged them forward, firmly, and tied to the vest. He tried to rise up on his legs but found that they were hobbled together with a shackle similar to Roberto’s but not as wide. He fell back on his breast with a thud and winked his cloaca from the impact which then rubbed his membranes on the toy and sent a spasm of pleasure through his vibrating thighs. His beak opened and his tongue hung out a moment, panting from his labors and his pleasure. Then the Brazil nut gag was brought to him and shoved inside his tired beak and tied around the back of his head.

A large red male macaw walked up to Blu as he lay gasping on the ground. Blu’s tail was high and his cloaca winked gently around the toy, a clear strand of pre drooling and sparkling in the wind. The big macaw growled in a masculine squawk, “Let me introduce myself,” he said as he yanked on one of the butt plug thongs. “I am José and I will take you to see Felipe. Now get up and get going!”

Blu struggled to get up and in doing so lurched forward into the breast of the big scarlet. The hens tittered in laughter. The red parrot shoved Blu to his feet and said with a grin, “Walk! Or you’ll have my foot in your ass alongside that plug!”

Blu gulped and stumbled back. Each step he took swayed his wings and hips with additionally tugged on the thongs to his butt plug, pulling it forward into this cloaca further. He couldn’t adjust his gait much because of the hobbles. He carefully shuffled towards the tree cavity, grunting with each step and puckering his butt each time the cloacal plug shifted in and out. Soon he had a slow rhythm going, virtually fucking himself with the plug as he shuffled forward. Blu felt his pre building in his cloaca and dribbling out with each step leaving a sticky warmly scented trail behind him.

Blu entered the wooden tunnel with the large scarlet guard before him and the pack of giggling hens behind him. As he shuffled along, he felt his cloaca pulsating around the plug and occasionally flexed his tail and grunted around his gag, then relaxed and felt the hot rush of sexual excitement. “This shouldn’t feel good,” he thought to himself. “I’m a bird, we don’t enjoy things in our cloaca although I did find it strangely hot when Jewel laid her eggs.” This memory triggered a contraction in his cloaca and he stumbled. The thongs jerked the plug and Blu moaned out loudly in the hollow log as a pang of coital reflexes wracked his body.

The big scarlet stopped and looked back. “What’s your problem?”

Blu huffed and puffed, trying to contain his urge to just roll over and paddle his legs to masturbate on this plug and blow his load around the plug and into the faces of the hens behind him. The thought of that made him drool.

The scarlet grinned sadistically, “Hehe, don’t do it! Felipe has something special planned. If you cum now, I have no idea what he will do to you! Get moving!”

Blu gulped at the thought that there could be more added to this. He grunted and shoved forward again. Soon they emerged into a large subterranean hollow. Roots and earth parted overhead here and there and provided shafts of light from above. José led him towards the center of the chamber where a large splash of sunlight lit the earth floor. In addition to Felipe, José, and Sofia, there were also two scarlet macaws at the far end of the chamber near a burrow that led upward.

Soon they could hear muffled clanks and grunts as Roberto came shuffling in with Felipe close behind. Felipe licked his own beak as he stared at the wobbling, winking, juice-drooling vent before him. “Get in the middle you two! Now you’ll see what the price of peace with the scarlet tribe will be!”

Felipe walked around them looking up and down, paying particular attention to how tight the restraints were and how moist and tight their vents were around their drippy butt plugs. “Which one of you will I play with first, hmmmm?”

Roberto and Blu both let out gagged and garbled squawks of concern, emphatically making the case that it should be their companion and not themselves. Felipe cackled in laughter that trailed off as he fixated on their tight pink sphincters twitching in and out around the plugs as they strained to speak.

Suddenly there was a squawk and a thud at the far end of the hollow. Felipe turned just in time to see one scarlet guard crumple forward and a flash of blue feathers as a female Spix macaw jumped onto the second guard’s neck and bit his upper beak. The scarlet let out an ear piercing scream of pain and dropped to his breast begging for mercy.

“It’s Jewel!” Felipe shouted.

Blu and Roberto startled and clanked in their hobbles, turning to try to get a better look. Jewel jumped calmly off of the second guard and landed with a thud. There she stood, legs shoulder-width apart, her breast puffed out, her dark lashes set with determination, and her eyes calculating her next move.

Jewel had had her doubts about Roberto and Blu’s mission. Roberto was suave and strong and Blu was a good thinker but neither of them was experienced in negotiating or fighting a mob of angry macaws. So she had followed, taking a longer route and staying under the cover of the forest and moving in short quiet flights. Nobody knew it but Jewel had a secret friend among the scarlets. Months before, she had been exploring on the edge of the scarlet’s territory and had stumbled upon a special place. It was a sinkhole in the forest lined with lush ferns and misted with sparkling clear spring waters. At the middle of the day, sunlight would spill straight down to the bottom. It was the sound of singing that had first attracted her to the spot. She carefully snuck up to the edge of the hole and looked down to behold a shapely red female macaw in the pool at the bottom, dancing and singing in the mist. She watched the entire graceful performance and soon began singing back. They found that their voices formed a wonderful echoing duet in the cavern and they became good friends. The scarlet’s name was Rocío and they regularly visited their secret concert chamber to sing, bathe, and chat together. They even went on to explore other forbidden sensations, but that’s another story. After one of their particularly arousing encounters, as they lay ruffled together in the warm sunbeams, Rocío described a place that reminded her of their secret meeting place. It was a large cavern below the great tree where Felipe lived. It was where he would have private concerts and do most of his important business or entertainment. Rocío had even been brought to sing there once, just for Felipe. She told Jewel all about it. And so Jewel had known exactly where she would find Blu and Roberto. She had quietly crawled through the thick understory, hidden from the red macaws that squawked and circled high above in the trees. She found the base of the great tree and explored around until she heard Felipe’s voice echoing below and that led her to the entrance tunnel.

Roberto and Blu chewed and drooled on their gags mumbling their surprise and staring in disbelief at Jewel. Their tails were high, their vents plugged and drooling, and they grinned back sheepishly through blushed beaks.

Jewel’s eyes widened and then her brows furrowed in disgust, “What on Earth are you boys doing!? Some negotiators!!”

Blu stammered and mumbled around his gag something that sounded like, “No, no, darling, it’s not what you think! A hundred macaws ganged up on me and—“

Roberto joined in, barely intelligibly, “Jewel! We were ambushed and beaten and tortured—“

Felipe let out a loud squawking laugh that echoed in the room. He looked at José and Sofia and calmly said, “Get her!”

Jewel saw the first of her victims getting up so she kicked dirt in his face, jumped up, and spring-boarded off his head sending him back hard against the wall while she took a long leap towards her oncoming attackers. The first was José who stood like a brick wall between her and Felipe. He tried to grab her with his thick red wings but she dropped under his embrace and found his weak spot. She bit into his tender crotch—hard! He let out a bloody scream and collapsed forward while Jewel slipped out under his tail.

Sofia was right behind, charging fast. Jewel charged towards her and at the last moment leapt upwards just in time for the female scarlet to catch a face full of soft macaw crotch. Sofia smelled Jewel’s feminine crotch and backpedaled in horror. Jewel slipped her legs around Sofia’s neck, locked her tarsi together and squeezed. Sofia thrashed and let out a stifled squawk and a cough. Jewel wasn’t playing nice so neither would Sofia. She tried to tuck her head and roll forward but Jewel wouldn’t allow it. Instead she fell on her breast and rolled sideways. That’s when Jewel clamped her big dark beak onto Sofia’s right cheek.

“AAAAAAAA” Sofia screamed through the chokehold and thrashed harder. Jewel let go and allowed Sofia to fling her off, right towards Felipe. Jewel flapped straight for him but he didn’t move. He puffed out his chest and leapt forward into her. She changed course slightly and wrapped around his neck like Velcro, gnawing on his right wingpit. Felipe squawked loudly and spun and bucked like a mad bull but he couldn’t shake her off. She was now on his back, her butt resting on his head, her feet locked under his chin, biting hard into his wing so that he thought it would break. Her ass was right over his forehead.

“AAAWwwwwWWWKK Now! Hurry!” He shouted.

Jewel jolted forward with surprise and let out a surprised yelp, causing her to release Felipe’s bloodied wing. José thrust a thick red rubber tube into her backside and shoved it in deep. Jewel had never had something put into her butt before and her legs shook and her insides squirmed from the invasion of her body. She squawked in a panic “What the—!”

Jewel’s leg spasms released Felipe’s neck and she started to slip down his back but he grasped her ankles with his wings and held her there. The red plug was actually a large Foley catheter with a rubber balloon at the end. Sofia limped over with a large purple bruise on her cheek. She was holding a syringe in her beak. José hurriedly hooked it up to the catheter and Sofia gave the plunger a shove.

Jewel felt her ass suddenly tighten and a hot rush welled up through her insides, she held her breath, and her heart slowed down as her vagal nerve was stimulated. She squirmed and reflexively bore down like she was laying an egg. Her pink membranes folded and swelled around the balloon, trying to push it out but Sofia shoved on the syringe more and made the balloon bigger. Jewel coughed and flailed and tried to shake loose of Felipe but he had her ankles good.

Felipe shouted at José, “Gag her before she—” but it was too late, Jewel sank her beak into Felipe’s tail and he squawked at a high wavering pitch. This caused him to let go of her ankles and she slid down his back and landed on to the ground.

She looked down between her legs and saw the red tube and balloon protruding from her vent. She tried used her beak to pull on the catheter but this only rubbed the inside of her cloaca and stretched her tight lips further. She looked at Felipe, embarrassed, enraged, and not about to become like Roberto and Blu. “You! You! You pervert! Get this out of me, right now, or I’ll, I’ll, I’ll!”

Felipe sarcastically retorted, “Oh, please do it, whatever it is…” Felipe swaggered towards her, his tail sweeping back and forth jauntily. “I love a frisky struggle before a good fuck!”

Jewel’s face wrinkled in rage, “Why you!!” She flexed her thigh muscles to jump and felt her lower body clench around the egg-sized plug in her cloaca. She winced and her belly spasmed as if in labor or coitus. She felt a flicker of dizziness, either from the abdominal discomfort or sexual stimulation. She fluttered her tail and pressed out again, trying to dump the balloon out but it only made her head pound and her cloaca throb. As it throbbed, her genital eminence, the equivalent of an avian clitoris, rubbed against the tight balloon and pulsated to life. Her right knee went weak and folded under her and she let out a whimper and panted. She shook her head and scrambled forward—she had to keep fighting whatever the cost!

Then she tried flying with the plug in place but when she took off her legs had to jerk forward and back momentarily to get into the air. The result was similar—awkward fullness in her belly and butt combined with spasms of pain and pleasure, and intense stimulation of her juicy cloacal membranes that gripped the intruding balloon. She collapsed to the ground and fought back a wave of cramps and nausea. As that passed she felt her tail fan and her cloaca clench tight around the balloon making it swell outward through her quivering vent. It was like laying an egg but softer. The urge to press was there, seeking the climax of relief as when an egg would clear her vent lips, thud to her feet, and cool air would fill her throbbing cloaca. But she couldn’t attain it… the plug would not slip out. She pressed hard again and let out a long distressed grunt then collapsed, panting, to the ground. She saw Felipe and José moving in closer. She would have to control her reactions and fight through this. She was determined to not become a sex slave.

When José approached, Jewel launched wearily into the air giving an awkward squawk as the cloacal plug rubbed around snugly inside her. She landed a wing hard across the José’s nape and down he went seeing stars in his vision. She rolled out of the leap but couldn’t get her legs into landing position around the plug in her ass. Instead she landed squarely on her cloacal plug with a splat, let out a loud squawk and her eyes bulged in her head. Felipe and José closed in on her and she pushed down with her legs and flapped into the air again just in time for the two to collide below her. They butted heads and fell back on their haunches, dizzy and wobbling.

She couldn’t keep this up, though. As each jump and flap jostled the toy wedged tightly in her tush it rubbed her genital tissues, her throbbing oviduct opening, and jostled her painfully stretched cloaca. She felt a wave of nausea and her nares felt wet and hot as she hopped stiffly towards Felipe, jumping like a chickadee with a pencil shoved up its ass. He just grinned and stood tall with his chest out. She opened her beak and gave one more leap. Her beak snapped shut in mid-air and she crashed to the ground, her feet snatched and held by José.

“Let go of me!” Jewel raged and flapped forcefully. José grasped the catheter protruding from her vent and shook it hard. Her pupils dilated unevenly and her lower jaw quivered and salivated. “Oh! Ah! Stop! Ooooohhh…” Her legs vibrated and her belly contracted in a coitus reflex. “OOOooooooOOOOOhhhh” she slowly moaned. As her muscles relaxed she let out a heavy sigh and panted in the damp dirt.

“Finish tying her up!” shouted Felipe. The guards joined them, nursing bruises and broken feathers, and grasped Jewel’s wings and folded them to her sides. They wrapped a belt around them and buckled it tightly. The shackled her legs together with a metal bar, spreading them far apart. They also tied a ribbon around the belt on her midsection and looped it down under her tail to hold it high in the air. Her white under-tail fluff parted and showed the red plug in her rear quite smartly. A Brazil nut gag was placed in her beak and she was forced to shuffle over next to the other two captives.

Felipe walked slowly around them, whistling a tune that was infantile and irritating. He was taunting them and planning out just how he was going to humiliate them…

THE END

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