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Artist's Original Post", "writing": "“The Sapphire Peacock”\nPart 1: Cock of the Town\nBy Aetus, October 14, 2015 A story commissioned by McFan\nWARNING! WARNING! WARNING!\nThis is an adult story (readers 18 years and older only please) and contains acts of sexual intercourse between anthropomorphic animals.\nInterspecies mating, forceful bondage, consensual and forced sex, hypnosis/mind-control, gay sex, oral, rimming, cloacal/vent play\n\nIntroduction \nMaster’s Crane and Tigress are dispatched to Gongmen City where about a month before, the peacock patriarch had died. Master Shifu needs to know what kind of leader Lord Shen was turning out to be for he had a far and wide reputation for being crafty, vain, and eager to rule. They weren’t prepared for what they found—a city completely under Lord Shen’s control and worshiping him as the future emperor of China! Although this story is based on the Kung Fu Panda franchise, it negates any of the events portrayed in Kung Fu Panda II, replacing them with an alternate timeline and adult content.\n\nVanity of the Feathers\n\nA bright orange fireburst lit up the cloudy night sky over Gongman city casting long, erratic shadows from the jagged rooflines. The streets were full of animal citizens, but they were not as jovial as one would expect over a beautiful display of fireworks. Another cluster of bursts lit the tower in the center of town in red, yellow, and blue and somber cheers went up from the crowds. Two new-comers to town weren’t looking at the fireworks. Instead, they were studying the crowd—shocked by how calm the citizens were behaving. They seemed mesmerized and dreamy, eyes on the tower in the center of town. Among the obedient throngs, stationed regularly throughout the streets, were huge, imposing wolves wearing wooden helmets crudely adorned with red concentric circles—the seal of Master Shen, new ruler of these lands. Around the temple and tower were rows of hulking gorillas, again with wooden helmets and armor that bore the same red circles.\nMaster Crane and Master Tigress had arrived at night fall and were quietly walking among the citizens. Although known by everyone in their home valley, years of peace had dulled the memory of the Furious Five to the citizens here. But the atmosphere of the colorful town had changed since Shen’s father died and Shen assumed power. Where his father had been wise and beautiful and all of Gongmen had thrived under his leadership, Shen saw nothing but entitlement and the chance to be worshipped. The proud bird did not only believe that it was his right to rule but also that it should be the privilege of everyone in Gongman, indeed, in China, to worship him like a god. As Masters Crane and Tigress found, this fireworks display was not a novel occurrence. It was the 35th night in a row that it took place, a nightly ritual of forced worship of their new peacock god. Everyone was forced into the streets to watch\nthe pretty explosions so that all eyes were cast upon the tower where Shen strutted and glimmered, bathing and reveling in all of the attention.\nMaster Crane looked up at Master Tigress, both of them rolling their eyes in disbelief. Crane whispered, “Gaah! I think I’m going to regurgitate if this lasts much longer.”\nTigress narrowed her eyes and gave Master Crane a stern “Shhh!”\nWith one last volley of white explosions, the fireworks ceased and the whole town lay silent. Far above, in the top of the tower, Lord Shen smiled down on everyone, admiring the paper lanterns of his obedient subjects glimmering back at him. He flapped and hopped up to a perch atop an ornately decorated box at the very top of the tower. He flared his tail, turning slowly around, showing off for all to see. Then he pecked a bell and somewhere below ropes were pulled that lowered the sides of the box to reveal a startling thing. It was a cluster of sapphire crystal shaped like a peacock with projecting crystals for tail feathers. It was illuminated by a lantern from below and it was huge—about half the size of Shen! But even more impressive was the manner in which it glowed. Rays of light projected out making an effect not unlike a peacock’s tail. Within it were shards of more intense light that seemed to penetrate right into one’s thoughts. Shen glowed in the light, his tail fanned, his wings hanging low, and his crest erect. The light from under his feet amplified the smugness of his smile and gave his eyes an evil and awesome gleam. He swelled his chest and let out a loud, clear “MMMEEEEEYOOONNG!,” the night mating cry of the peacock. A clatter radiated out from the tower at the center of town as all the citizens removed their hats, set down the things they were carrying, and bowed down. The wave of clattering and bowing spread out throughout the town. As silence fell, an electric ringing could be felt in the ears. Tigress shook her head but couldn’t clear the sound.\nShe rubbed her left ear and whispered to Crane, “Do you hear that? Ow! That’s annoying!”\nMaster Crane cocked his head, “Hear what?”\nA guard shifted his weight, looking towards the masters. Tigress and Crane quickly kneeled and bowed too not wanting to attract attention. But they did not cast their eyes down. They watched as Shen smiled and shimmered his tail, the bird practically ready to burst with his own pride. Crane faked a soft retching sound and Tigress shot him a disapproving look, but she also had to swallow hard from the sickening feeling in her own stomach.\n“MEEEYONG!” came another cry and all the people intoned “Long live Lord Shen, Emperor of China!”\nShen swept his tail around again, reflecting the crystal’s glow across the city, then he pecked the bell again and unseen minions hoisted the sides of the box up again to cover the crystal. Shen made a last “MEEEEEYONG!” and flew back into the throne room at the top of the tower. As he disappeared, all of the animals stood back up and immediately went on their separate ways. The guards relaxed and began returning to other duties.\nAs Crane and Tigress stood up, they both had worry and shock in their expressions. Crane said it first, “Emperor of China?”\n“He’s gone mad with power!” said Tigress. “Did you see the eyes of the citizens? Blank and passive. There’s more at work here than fear. My years of training have taught me that there are no shortcuts, no magic, to attaining mastery and respect. It takes hard work, dedication, and time. Shen has only been\nin power for a month. Despite his foolish pride, he’s been able to somehow convince everyone it’s deserved—look at how they obey!”\nCrane replied, “These goons he has for guards might be convincing them by force.”\nTigress glanced around, “I don’t think that’s the whole story. The very thought of worshiping that stupid bird should have sickened them just as it sickens us. There would have to be at least a few that would resist and cause small riots but it was dead quiet! We need to stir them up and get a rebellion going while we take out Shen!”\nTigress’ voice had gotten louder and Shen noticed one of the guards staring at them. Crane murmured back to Tigress, “Keep your voice down. Like you said, there seems to be more happening than meets the eye. We need to know more before we pick a fight.”\nTigress closed her eyes and let out a long sigh, “You’re… you’re right.” She slumped down and melted back into a composure similar to the defeated citizenry.\nCrane watched the guard move on and disappear into the crowd. “Let’s split up and meet at Sunrise Market tomorrow at noon. I’m going to go have a talk with an old friend.”\nTigress cocked her head and gave Crane a suspicious look, “Mei Ling?”\n“None other” Crane replied with a blush on his beak. “Now, now, this will be business.”\n“I’m sure,” Tigress said with a sarcastic tone.\nCrane sighed out and shifted his gangly legs. “Really, I’ll stay focused and I’ll see you at the Market tomorrow.”\nTigress looked at Crane and said quietly, “OK. I’ll try to find out what happened to Master Thundering Rhino and Master Croc. Say ‘hi’ to Mei Ling too.” Master Tigress turned and disappeared into the crowd.\nMaster Crane flew up into the gathering mist. The night had cooled and the air had become moist. The streets cleared out quickly and soon were deserted as late night settled in. As he flew, Crane thought of who he was flying to visit. Years ago, Crane was a janitor at the Lee Da Kung Fu Academy. But Mei Ling, a graceful golden cat and the best student at that time, recognized his grace and potential to enter this elite school. When the other students and even the teacher mocked and rejected him, she saw his potential and nourished the flame of confidence in his heart. She was his closest friend. What was not known to anyone was that she and Crane also enjoyed each other’s love. But when Master Crane joined the Furious Five, who live lives dedicated to the protection of Kung Fu and China, he had to give up on pursuit of any long-term relationships.\nRain began falling just as Master Crane landed in a rooftop garden. The building was similar to many others nearby, which were a mixture of businesses and residences. The sign on the front simply read “Kung Fu.” The rain fell softly as Crane made his way quietly through the peaceful garden. He paused briefly at a small shrine and kneeled, bowing his head. There were small clay pots containing the ashen remains of dead loved ones. One simple stone pot, in particular, was holding Master Crane’s gaze. Master Crane heard a change in the rainfall, an absence of it hitting the ground and the soft absorption of its echoes from pattering on the nearby leaves. Crane quietly said, “Master Luò yǔ was a good\nteacher. He taught me to hear shapes in the rain.” Crane could also hear the dull ticks of rain hitting a wooden staff. There was a long pause and then finally a feminine cat voice came back to him, “Yes, he was a good teacher and you learned his lessons well. He died much too young, with no family, so I honor him as part of my family.” Crane rose slowly and turned around. He wanted to believe that all was safe here but given how strangely the whole city was acting, it was best to be cautious, even with old friends. Mei Ling, the golden cat, was standing there in a dark robe, staff in paws, poised for attack. “I’m sorry, old friend, I wasn’t sure who you were at first. This whole place is hostile to our kind now.” Mei Ling lowered her staff and relaxed her posture. Master Crane glanced around. This house was not ransacked, the dojo still appeared intact. Surely Mei Ling didn’t go unnoticed. It didn’t add up but he decided to play along. “What is happening, Mei Ling? I observed a crazy thing tonight. Lord Shen being worshiped and revered as the Emperor!” Mei Ling stood still, her lips turned down in a small delicate frown and her eyebrows raised and quivering. “I know… it’s… it’s… my fault Master!” She looked down at the wet stones. Crane had a soft spot for Mei Ling. Her admission and her sadness took him by surprise. His beak opened and he stepped forward, wings out to his sides, wanting to just hug her. “How could this all be your fault?” Mei Ling turned her face away while still looking down. “I helped train Shen and his chief guard!” Crane swallowed hard and shook his beak, his eyes wide and kind under his wide hat. “No! You mustn’t blame yourself. A swordsmith makes the sword but how it is used is up to the one that wields it.” Mei Ling sobbed and dropped her staff, covering her weeping eyes with her wide paws. Crane stepped up to her and wrapped his wings to her sides, pulling her into a hug. “Oh, Mei Ling, you are true to Kung Fu—sharing it with those that show the skill and fortitude worthy of learning it. Still, there’s never a guarantee that it will be used only for pure purposes.” Mei Ling looked up into Crane’s face, her small cat mouth pouting at the corners and her eyes red with tears. She cocked her head affectionately and stroked the side of Crane’s face. She whispered to him, “I was so fortunate to be there to see the seeds of Kung Fu sprout forth in your life. Being there to be your friend was the greatest thing I’ve ever done. I’m so proud of you!” She wrapped her paws around Crane’s neck and hugged him close. The time stretched on as they hugged there, enjoying the warm embrace on a cool, wet night. Finally Mei Ling said, “Please, come in and stay with me tonight. I’ll tell you all you need to know.” They walked into a rooftop residence at the front of the garden and Mei Ling lit a red lantern in the front window. It cast a soft glow in the room and illuminated her as she slowly slid her robe off over her head. Her fur was wet but still smooth and silky in the light. Crane blushed a little and looked away as he removed his hat, “How rude of me to wear this in here!”\nMei Ling responded, “As polite as ever, lotus blossom.”\nCrane fumbled and dropped his hat to the floor, surprised by what she called him. Mei Ling had called him that years before, when they first made love. They were training beside a dark pond on an idyllic warm summer day. The lotus blossoms were in bloom and only added to the passionate brew of hormones in the young students’ hearts. They made love in the grass beside that pond. They went there as friends and left as lovers. Crane’s heart raced and his beak blushed as he recalled all the details, the softness of Mei Ling’s fur, the way their hearts beat as one when they rolled in the grass, the feel of her body wrapped around his member. Even now, he could feel his penis pulsating inside its wet pocket within his cloaca.\nMei Ling’s eyes were slim and warm as Crane turned around to meet their gaze. She stood there with her white underbelly fur visible. The fur was just wet enough to accentuate her muscular thighs and fleshy vulva. She said, “You might want to remove your trousers.”\nMaster Crane’s beak dropped open and his eyes widened, “Uh, begging your pardon?”\nMei Ling pointed at the clothesline by the window where her cloak was hanging. “You know, to let them dry?”\nCrane giggled nervously through his bright red beak, “Ah, yes! Of course! Um, sure!” Crane kicked off his trousers and tossed them on the line but he realized that his cock was still wanting to slide out from his cloaca so he nervously faced away from Mei Ling and pretended to look out the window. He sighed and tried to concentrate on anything except Mei Ling’s naked body.\nThere was a creaking of the floor as Mei Ling approached from behind. Master Crane felt his heart speed up but as he turned his head, he saw that she was only bringing him a dry blanket to wrap up in. He let her lay it over his shoulders and slowly turned around to face her.\nHer arms were around his neck again, pulling the blanket together over his front. “Please, come and sit and have some hot tea.” At one end of the room was a brick platform warmed by a fireplace on the lower level. This warm platform was known as a k’ang. In this case, it was used for spreading a bed at night or for dining and resting during the day. One end was warm enough to heat water. Mei Ling poured tea into cups for both of them and then snuggled up to crane who was sitting cross-legged on the k’ang. She handed him the tea and he accepted with a small bow.\nThe warmth under Crane’s bottom was comforting but, to his alarm, it wasn’t helping his erection subside. He tried to hide it with the blanket but this rubbed it and only excited it more. He shifted uncomfortably.\nMei Ling told Master Crane more about the situation. Shen’s father had died under mysterious circumstances, possibly at the hands of Shen himself. Shen had been gone for years and only returned a few weeks before his father’s demise. When he had returned it was with hordes of beasts that they had never seen—long-armed muscular gorillas and huge wolves that could walk on two legs and use martial arts she had not seen before. Then there was the ceremony of the crystal peacock. It seemed so silly but somehow everyone in town bought it. All unrest ceased as soon as Shen started his nightly displays.\n“I’m sure that there’s something about that crystal statue that affects their minds! Even I felt a little funny but with meditation and discipline, I’ve been able to keep a clear head. I didn’t have anyone to send for help since they were all obedient to Shen. My best hope was to stay and hope that more would come and together we could defeat Shen.” Mei Ling had been gazing at the floor while talking, now she looked over at Master Crane. “It was beyond my wildest hopes that you—“\nMei Ling stopped short as she saw the expression in Crane’s face. There was a noticeable bulge in the blanket over his crotch and he was clenching his beak and small bits of perspiration gathered around his quivering eyes.\nShe smiled slowly, knowingly. She wanted to call him a naughty bird but she knew how shy he was. She didn’t want to scare away his passions. She slid closer to him and placed a paw on Crane’s bulge, softly petting it. “How long has it been, my lotus blossom?”\nThat name again—it brought back memories of his most intense mating experience and drove Crane wild. “You were the first *gulp* and the last! T-too long, much too long.”\nMei Ling lifted the blanket a little and slid her head up inside, nuzzling Crane’s pulsating member with her wet nose. He shook and moaned at the welcome contact, pre drooling out of his phallus and onto Mei Ling’s furry face. He wrapped his wings around her head under the blanket. His vent pulsed against the warm stones under his tail, moistening them.\nMei Ling licked Crane’s cock from bottom to top, causing it to swell larger. The phallus reached up from the pink, plump lips of his aroused vent. That vent winked firmly around the shaft of the phallus and caused drops of sweet, salty pre to spurt out onto Mei Ling’s tongue and paws. She slathered the juices up and down and Crane rolled his eyes back and moaned loudly, his knees shaking.\nMei Ling slipped all the way up into the blanket, her fluffy, warm body pressing tightly to Master Crane’s slender, muscular body. As he heaved with deep breaths and embraced her, he could feel their breasts rubbing together, her hot breath on his neck, his phallus up between her spread legs, rubbing her belly and moistening the fur. He laid back slowly, casting away the blanket, and embracing his warm lover.\nMei Ling sat back up and stood up slightly, fingering herself with one hand and holding Crane’s cock with the other. She looked at him with a wanting look… that same look that she had given him the day they’d fucked with such abandon by that pond. She sat down slowly and guided Crane’s pink, tapered shaft into her silky smooth vagina. She suppressed a caterwaul of intense pleasure as her labia met Crane’s vent.\nCrane breathed hard through his clenched beak, trying to keep himself from cumming so soon. He closed his eyes and concentrated on holding back his seed. His wings wrapped around Mei Ling’s furry round rump as she rotated forward and back, forward and back, humping Crane’s cock smoothly.\n“Oh! Hnnnggg! Oh, Mei Ling!” Crane slapped a fist to the floor, trying to prolong the pleasure and not cum. “Stop! Wait!”\nMei Ling had a playful look on her face as she slowed down and kneaded Crane’s belly with her claws. The scraping claws helped Crane focus on a different sensation and hold off from ejaculating. He smiled back playfully, like that student from years ago—a foolish smile of youthful lust. He smoothly cocked one leg and easily tipped Mei Ling onto her side, slowly and gracefully rolling with the motion until she was on her back with her legs wrapped around his middle and his cock still splitting her vulva and\npenetrating her deep inside. The pink flesh of her vagina pulsated around his shaft as they breathed hard, eyes locked on each other.\nMaster Crane spread his legs slightly, and wrapped his wings around the Mei Ling’s rump. He pumped his tail in and out against her ass as she purred and whimpered quietly, trying to stifle her moans of passion. Crane let out muffled grunts through his clenched beak, then inhaled sharply and started thrusting in and out faster, huffing and pressing his face farther forward into Mei Ling’s face.\nShe grasped his neck with her paws and licked under his beak sighing, “Ohh… My lotus blossom, only you can please me! I’ve waited for too long! Please, fuck me!”\nCrane’s tail pumped up and down more slowly and smoothly, his grunts getting deeper and longer. He started to shudder at the bottom of each stroke, his wings shaking. Mei Ling caterwauled, unable to control the pleasure radiating from her clit that was pulsating against Crane’s phallus. Crane grunted out, “Oh oh uuunnnhhhhHHH…” As he neared climax, he thrust in deep until his feathers shook and his vent quivered against Mei Ling’s spread labia. She screeched out and stiffened against him, her claws spasmed and raked Crane’s back feathers. Mei Ling came against Crane’s stiff cock and he began to lose control… he was about to cum an epic amount. All he felt was her body against him, their hearts beating together, the mists of their hot breath mixing in the sweet air around them. The universe had contracted to this consummating moment with the love of his life. He was completely unaware of the guests that had gathered around them.\nSuddenly, four dark hairy beasts grabbed Crane and slammed down on him. A burlap sack came down over his head and plunged him into darkness. He tried to kick and spin but there was no room to maneuver. He let out a defiant growl and managed to wrench a wing free and slap the sack off of his head. By the light of a paper lantern he saw that the gorilla guards were huge and that there were more coming. His normally solid composure was broken for a moment, tenderized by the awkward interruption of the passionate love he had just been making. A bolt of fear shot through him as he realized the hopelessness of the situation. The bag was forced down over him again and he was brutally slammed to the floor. A shock of pain wracked Crane’s keel as it struck the hard wood. He realized that, for the moment, he was at a serious disadvantage. Mei Ling pet his sides as he huffed and puffed in the hood. She whispered to him, “Better do as they say, Crane. It’ll all be ok.”\nCrane screamed, “Mei Ling!” but before the words fully escaped his throat, a gorilla slapped his head hard and stars shot through the darkness in Crane’s vision. His head writhed around under the sack, his world spinning. They dragged him out of the room and into the wet garden again.\nA wolf guard approached with a paper lantern on a stick. A fifth hulking gorilla with a white stripe down his back approached and roughly slapped a leather strap around Crane’s body. Crane growled and fought again knocking landing a sharp wing blow to the gorilla’s nose. There was a crunch and spurt of blood and he fell backwards shrieking in pain. Immediately another gorilla kicked Crane in his soft belly and shoved his covered head into a clay pot tipped on its side. The gorilla brusquely slapped the leather strap around Crane’s wings and body and cinched it tight until Crane groaned, his ribs straining almost to the point of breaking.\nWhile Master Crane was being crushed by the guards, his heart was crushed by Mei Ling’s betrayal. His pride sank to depths he hadn’t felt since his humiliation as a prospective student at the Lee Da Kung Fu\nAcademy. His eyes welled with tears that none could see and he struggled to keep them in. The beasts folded Crane’s legs and tied them with leather thongs into his body and wing straps. The leather was thick and dark and strong, creaking as Crane struggled against it.\nMei Ling stepped up, tears in her eyes that Crane could not see. She reached out a hand and pet Crane’s neck through the burlap sack. She rubbed her face close, feeling his hot breath through the damp burlap as the rain pattered on Crane’s body. She softly whispered, “Hàn,” which means lotus blossom, and stroked under his covered beak. Crane choked and shook with a sob. He was normally so able to focus and control his emotions but Mei Ling knew his weakness for her. He was completely vulnerable to her. Even now, after she had betrayed him, he still loved her. He still felt his cloaca clenching, his phallus retracting and drooling, wanting yet to penetrate her sweet crotch and drain his love into her.\nMei Ling seemed intent on twisting the knife of betrayal deeper into Crane’s heart. She moved her paw along Crane’s side and fondled his phallus. She kneeled down and moved her paws up and down gently on the pink shaft. He murmured and softly cried as she licked his penis from tip to base and caused his vent to wink. He was blushing and crying from humiliation and arousal. It was the first time he was ever embarrassed to be aroused. He winked his vent and his penis bobbed.\nHis tender sexual organs were exposed and throbbing before his enemies, dripping his juices to the muddy ground while his secret mate licked and pleasured him. He was at once strongly aroused, arching his back and squirming from pleasure, and also seething with hatred for the guards and shame from being caught, literally, with his pants down.\nOne of the guards ripped the burlap off of Crane’s head, yanking out a tuft of feathers trapped in the drawstring. Crane looked around, a pathetic look on his bulging eyes. He looked back and saw Mei Ling licking and nuzzling his cock in the dim light. His beaks flushed and tears rolled down his beak. The gorillas laughed loudly, their lanterns shaking from their fits. Mei Ling looked up at him, a small smile on her lips as she licked them. Crane moaned out, “Noooooooooo!!!” and closed his eyes as she resumed licking the rims of his vent and pawing his erect shaft.\nCrane struggled to maintain consciousness, his breath coming in short spasm in the tight restraints. He was approaching climax again but didn’t want to release seed like this. He clenched his cloaca and whimpered, but pre continued to dribble down his pulsating cock. He let out a deep scream of resistance and shook with rage. The leather restraints creaked but didn’t budge and quickly Crane found himself exhausted, his head pounding from his elevated pulse. Mei Ling slapped his member around and giggled as pre splashed about.\n“Mei Liiiiiinggggg!!” Crane shouted and stretched, wanting to jizz and be done with the humiliation. Instead of finishing her paw job she let his phallus lie there in the wet mud, leaking and throbbing. Then she exhaled hot breath on it and slowly began to softly pat it and rub it, making Crane flick his tail and wink his cloaca, trying to pull his cock back inside. Mei Ling inserted a finger into his winky hole and swirled it around. Crane’s eyes shot open and he moaned and stretched. “Nooooo… pleeeeeassssee! Whyyyy??” Mei Ling didn’t stop… she fingered his hole until a fresh load of pre oozed out and drooled onto his feathers. The guards shifted about and adjusted their breech cloths, their genitals bulging under their clothing. Crane’s pink hole gaped before them with the cock projecting from its lower lip. The vent softly sucked on Mei Ling’s probing furry finger and periodically clenched around the base of the penis, smooching it tightly and making it swell with lymph.\nMei Ling then rubbed her vulva to Crane’s cock, sliding it up and down between her legs while a guard held his eyes open, forcing him to watch. He breathed harder and tensed, wanting to ejaculate but then she stopped again and everyone laughed. Crane let out a long groan of frustration and emotional turmoil.\nMei Ling then returned to oral pleasure on Crane’s crotch. As Mei Ling licked and sucked and the guards laughed and jeered, he drifted into a memory about lotus blossoms and a beautiful day by a pond with Mei Ling. Crane moaned as he remembered this time and remembered how his heart ached with how much he love her. Now he was a fool trapped by his love for her, his heart breaking from betrayal. Stripped of all of his power by foolish love that could never be. He sobbed, wanting to just stop struggling to breathe and let himself die rather than face this misery.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“The Sapphire Peacock”
Part 1: Cock of the Town
By Aetus, October 14, 2015 A 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 anthropomorphic animals.
Interspecies mating, forceful bondage, consensual and forced sex, hypnosis/mind-control, gay sex, oral, rimming, cloacal/vent play

Introduction
Master’s Crane and Tigress are dispatched to Gongmen City where about a month before, the peacock patriarch had died. Master Shifu needs to know what kind of leader Lord Shen was turning out to be for he had a far and wide reputation for being crafty, vain, and eager to rule. They weren’t prepared for what they found—a city completely under Lord Shen’s control and worshiping him as the future emperor of China! Although this story is based on the Kung Fu Panda franchise, it negates any of the events portrayed in Kung Fu Panda II, replacing them with an alternate timeline and adult content.

Vanity of the Feathers

A bright orange fireburst lit up the cloudy night sky over Gongman city casting long, erratic shadows from the jagged rooflines. The streets were full of animal citizens, but they were not as jovial as one would expect over a beautiful display of fireworks. Another cluster of bursts lit the tower in the center of town in red, yellow, and blue and somber cheers went up from the crowds. Two new-comers to town weren’t looking at the fireworks. Instead, they were studying the crowd—shocked by how calm the citizens were behaving. They seemed mesmerized and dreamy, eyes on the tower in the center of town. Among the obedient throngs, stationed regularly throughout the streets, were huge, imposing wolves wearing wooden helmets crudely adorned with red concentric circles—the seal of Master Shen, new ruler of these lands. Around the temple and tower were rows of hulking gorillas, again with wooden helmets and armor that bore the same red circles.
Master Crane and Master Tigress had arrived at night fall and were quietly walking among the citizens. Although known by everyone in their home valley, years of peace had dulled the memory of the Furious Five to the citizens here. But the atmosphere of the colorful town had changed since Shen’s father died and Shen assumed power. Where his father had been wise and beautiful and all of Gongmen had thrived under his leadership, Shen saw nothing but entitlement and the chance to be worshipped. The proud bird did not only believe that it was his right to rule but also that it should be the privilege of everyone in Gongman, indeed, in China, to worship him like a god. As Masters Crane and Tigress found, this fireworks display was not a novel occurrence. It was the 35th night in a row that it took place, a nightly ritual of forced worship of their new peacock god. Everyone was forced into the streets to watch
the pretty explosions so that all eyes were cast upon the tower where Shen strutted and glimmered, bathing and reveling in all of the attention.
Master Crane looked up at Master Tigress, both of them rolling their eyes in disbelief. Crane whispered, “Gaah! I think I’m going to regurgitate if this lasts much longer.”
Tigress narrowed her eyes and gave Master Crane a stern “Shhh!”
With one last volley of white explosions, the fireworks ceased and the whole town lay silent. Far above, in the top of the tower, Lord Shen smiled down on everyone, admiring the paper lanterns of his obedient subjects glimmering back at him. He flapped and hopped up to a perch atop an ornately decorated box at the very top of the tower. He flared his tail, turning slowly around, showing off for all to see. Then he pecked a bell and somewhere below ropes were pulled that lowered the sides of the box to reveal a startling thing. It was a cluster of sapphire crystal shaped like a peacock with projecting crystals for tail feathers. It was illuminated by a lantern from below and it was huge—about half the size of Shen! But even more impressive was the manner in which it glowed. Rays of light projected out making an effect not unlike a peacock’s tail. Within it were shards of more intense light that seemed to penetrate right into one’s thoughts. Shen glowed in the light, his tail fanned, his wings hanging low, and his crest erect. The light from under his feet amplified the smugness of his smile and gave his eyes an evil and awesome gleam. He swelled his chest and let out a loud, clear “MMMEEEEEYOOONNG!,” the night mating cry of the peacock. A clatter radiated out from the tower at the center of town as all the citizens removed their hats, set down the things they were carrying, and bowed down. The wave of clattering and bowing spread out throughout the town. As silence fell, an electric ringing could be felt in the ears. Tigress shook her head but couldn’t clear the sound.
She rubbed her left ear and whispered to Crane, “Do you hear that? Ow! That’s annoying!”
Master Crane cocked his head, “Hear what?”
A guard shifted his weight, looking towards the masters. Tigress and Crane quickly kneeled and bowed too not wanting to attract attention. But they did not cast their eyes down. They watched as Shen smiled and shimmered his tail, the bird practically ready to burst with his own pride. Crane faked a soft retching sound and Tigress shot him a disapproving look, but she also had to swallow hard from the sickening feeling in her own stomach.
“MEEEYONG!” came another cry and all the people intoned “Long live Lord Shen, Emperor of China!”
Shen swept his tail around again, reflecting the crystal’s glow across the city, then he pecked the bell again and unseen minions hoisted the sides of the box up again to cover the crystal. Shen made a last “MEEEEEYONG!” and flew back into the throne room at the top of the tower. As he disappeared, all of the animals stood back up and immediately went on their separate ways. The guards relaxed and began returning to other duties.
As Crane and Tigress stood up, they both had worry and shock in their expressions. Crane said it first, “Emperor of China?”
“He’s gone mad with power!” said Tigress. “Did you see the eyes of the citizens? Blank and passive. There’s more at work here than fear. My years of training have taught me that there are no shortcuts, no magic, to attaining mastery and respect. It takes hard work, dedication, and time. Shen has only been
in power for a month. Despite his foolish pride, he’s been able to somehow convince everyone it’s deserved—look at how they obey!”
Crane replied, “These goons he has for guards might be convincing them by force.”
Tigress glanced around, “I don’t think that’s the whole story. The very thought of worshiping that stupid bird should have sickened them just as it sickens us. There would have to be at least a few that would resist and cause small riots but it was dead quiet! We need to stir them up and get a rebellion going while we take out Shen!”
Tigress’ voice had gotten louder and Shen noticed one of the guards staring at them. Crane murmured back to Tigress, “Keep your voice down. Like you said, there seems to be more happening than meets the eye. We need to know more before we pick a fight.”
Tigress closed her eyes and let out a long sigh, “You’re… you’re right.” She slumped down and melted back into a composure similar to the defeated citizenry.
Crane watched the guard move on and disappear into the crowd. “Let’s split up and meet at Sunrise Market tomorrow at noon. I’m going to go have a talk with an old friend.”
Tigress cocked her head and gave Crane a suspicious look, “Mei Ling?”
“None other” Crane replied with a blush on his beak. “Now, now, this will be business.”
“I’m sure,” Tigress said with a sarcastic tone.
Crane sighed out and shifted his gangly legs. “Really, I’ll stay focused and I’ll see you at the Market tomorrow.”
Tigress looked at Crane and said quietly, “OK. I’ll try to find out what happened to Master Thundering Rhino and Master Croc. Say ‘hi’ to Mei Ling too.” Master Tigress turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Master Crane flew up into the gathering mist. The night had cooled and the air had become moist. The streets cleared out quickly and soon were deserted as late night settled in. As he flew, Crane thought of who he was flying to visit. Years ago, Crane was a janitor at the Lee Da Kung Fu Academy. But Mei Ling, a graceful golden cat and the best student at that time, recognized his grace and potential to enter this elite school. When the other students and even the teacher mocked and rejected him, she saw his potential and nourished the flame of confidence in his heart. She was his closest friend. What was not known to anyone was that she and Crane also enjoyed each other’s love. But when Master Crane joined the Furious Five, who live lives dedicated to the protection of Kung Fu and China, he had to give up on pursuit of any long-term relationships.
Rain began falling just as Master Crane landed in a rooftop garden. The building was similar to many others nearby, which were a mixture of businesses and residences. The sign on the front simply read “Kung Fu.” The rain fell softly as Crane made his way quietly through the peaceful garden. He paused briefly at a small shrine and kneeled, bowing his head. There were small clay pots containing the ashen remains of dead loved ones. One simple stone pot, in particular, was holding Master Crane’s gaze. Master Crane heard a change in the rainfall, an absence of it hitting the ground and the soft absorption of its echoes from pattering on the nearby leaves. Crane quietly said, “Master Luò yǔ was a good
teacher. He taught me to hear shapes in the rain.” Crane could also hear the dull ticks of rain hitting a wooden staff. There was a long pause and then finally a feminine cat voice came back to him, “Yes, he was a good teacher and you learned his lessons well. He died much too young, with no family, so I honor him as part of my family.” Crane rose slowly and turned around. He wanted to believe that all was safe here but given how strangely the whole city was acting, it was best to be cautious, even with old friends. Mei Ling, the golden cat, was standing there in a dark robe, staff in paws, poised for attack. “I’m sorry, old friend, I wasn’t sure who you were at first. This whole place is hostile to our kind now.” Mei Ling lowered her staff and relaxed her posture. Master Crane glanced around. This house was not ransacked, the dojo still appeared intact. Surely Mei Ling didn’t go unnoticed. It didn’t add up but he decided to play along. “What is happening, Mei Ling? I observed a crazy thing tonight. Lord Shen being worshiped and revered as the Emperor!” Mei Ling stood still, her lips turned down in a small delicate frown and her eyebrows raised and quivering. “I know… it’s… it’s… my fault Master!” She looked down at the wet stones. Crane had a soft spot for Mei Ling. Her admission and her sadness took him by surprise. His beak opened and he stepped forward, wings out to his sides, wanting to just hug her. “How could this all be your fault?” Mei Ling turned her face away while still looking down. “I helped train Shen and his chief guard!” Crane swallowed hard and shook his beak, his eyes wide and kind under his wide hat. “No! You mustn’t blame yourself. A swordsmith makes the sword but how it is used is up to the one that wields it.” Mei Ling sobbed and dropped her staff, covering her weeping eyes with her wide paws. Crane stepped up to her and wrapped his wings to her sides, pulling her into a hug. “Oh, Mei Ling, you are true to Kung Fu—sharing it with those that show the skill and fortitude worthy of learning it. Still, there’s never a guarantee that it will be used only for pure purposes.” Mei Ling looked up into Crane’s face, her small cat mouth pouting at the corners and her eyes red with tears. She cocked her head affectionately and stroked the side of Crane’s face. She whispered to him, “I was so fortunate to be there to see the seeds of Kung Fu sprout forth in your life. Being there to be your friend was the greatest thing I’ve ever done. I’m so proud of you!” She wrapped her paws around Crane’s neck and hugged him close. The time stretched on as they hugged there, enjoying the warm embrace on a cool, wet night. Finally Mei Ling said, “Please, come in and stay with me tonight. I’ll tell you all you need to know.” They walked into a rooftop residence at the front of the garden and Mei Ling lit a red lantern in the front window. It cast a soft glow in the room and illuminated her as she slowly slid her robe off over her head. Her fur was wet but still smooth and silky in the light. Crane blushed a little and looked away as he removed his hat, “How rude of me to wear this in here!”
Mei Ling responded, “As polite as ever, lotus blossom.”
Crane fumbled and dropped his hat to the floor, surprised by what she called him. Mei Ling had called him that years before, when they first made love. They were training beside a dark pond on an idyllic warm summer day. The lotus blossoms were in bloom and only added to the passionate brew of hormones in the young students’ hearts. They made love in the grass beside that pond. They went there as friends and left as lovers. Crane’s heart raced and his beak blushed as he recalled all the details, the softness of Mei Ling’s fur, the way their hearts beat as one when they rolled in the grass, the feel of her body wrapped around his member. Even now, he could feel his penis pulsating inside its wet pocket within his cloaca.
Mei Ling’s eyes were slim and warm as Crane turned around to meet their gaze. She stood there with her white underbelly fur visible. The fur was just wet enough to accentuate her muscular thighs and fleshy vulva. She said, “You might want to remove your trousers.”
Master Crane’s beak dropped open and his eyes widened, “Uh, begging your pardon?”
Mei Ling pointed at the clothesline by the window where her cloak was hanging. “You know, to let them dry?”
Crane giggled nervously through his bright red beak, “Ah, yes! Of course! Um, sure!” Crane kicked off his trousers and tossed them on the line but he realized that his cock was still wanting to slide out from his cloaca so he nervously faced away from Mei Ling and pretended to look out the window. He sighed and tried to concentrate on anything except Mei Ling’s naked body.
There was a creaking of the floor as Mei Ling approached from behind. Master Crane felt his heart speed up but as he turned his head, he saw that she was only bringing him a dry blanket to wrap up in. He let her lay it over his shoulders and slowly turned around to face her.
Her arms were around his neck again, pulling the blanket together over his front. “Please, come and sit and have some hot tea.” At one end of the room was a brick platform warmed by a fireplace on the lower level. This warm platform was known as a k’ang. In this case, it was used for spreading a bed at night or for dining and resting during the day. One end was warm enough to heat water. Mei Ling poured tea into cups for both of them and then snuggled up to crane who was sitting cross-legged on the k’ang. She handed him the tea and he accepted with a small bow.
The warmth under Crane’s bottom was comforting but, to his alarm, it wasn’t helping his erection subside. He tried to hide it with the blanket but this rubbed it and only excited it more. He shifted uncomfortably.
Mei Ling told Master Crane more about the situation. Shen’s father had died under mysterious circumstances, possibly at the hands of Shen himself. Shen had been gone for years and only returned a few weeks before his father’s demise. When he had returned it was with hordes of beasts that they had never seen—long-armed muscular gorillas and huge wolves that could walk on two legs and use martial arts she had not seen before. Then there was the ceremony of the crystal peacock. It seemed so silly but somehow everyone in town bought it. All unrest ceased as soon as Shen started his nightly displays.
“I’m sure that there’s something about that crystal statue that affects their minds! Even I felt a little funny but with meditation and discipline, I’ve been able to keep a clear head. I didn’t have anyone to send for help since they were all obedient to Shen. My best hope was to stay and hope that more would come and together we could defeat Shen.” Mei Ling had been gazing at the floor while talking, now she looked over at Master Crane. “It was beyond my wildest hopes that you—“
Mei Ling stopped short as she saw the expression in Crane’s face. There was a noticeable bulge in the blanket over his crotch and he was clenching his beak and small bits of perspiration gathered around his quivering eyes.
She smiled slowly, knowingly. She wanted to call him a naughty bird but she knew how shy he was. She didn’t want to scare away his passions. She slid closer to him and placed a paw on Crane’s bulge, softly petting it. “How long has it been, my lotus blossom?”
That name again—it brought back memories of his most intense mating experience and drove Crane wild. “You were the first *gulp* and the last! T-too long, much too long.”
Mei Ling lifted the blanket a little and slid her head up inside, nuzzling Crane’s pulsating member with her wet nose. He shook and moaned at the welcome contact, pre drooling out of his phallus and onto Mei Ling’s furry face. He wrapped his wings around her head under the blanket. His vent pulsed against the warm stones under his tail, moistening them.
Mei Ling licked Crane’s cock from bottom to top, causing it to swell larger. The phallus reached up from the pink, plump lips of his aroused vent. That vent winked firmly around the shaft of the phallus and caused drops of sweet, salty pre to spurt out onto Mei Ling’s tongue and paws. She slathered the juices up and down and Crane rolled his eyes back and moaned loudly, his knees shaking.
Mei Ling slipped all the way up into the blanket, her fluffy, warm body pressing tightly to Master Crane’s slender, muscular body. As he heaved with deep breaths and embraced her, he could feel their breasts rubbing together, her hot breath on his neck, his phallus up between her spread legs, rubbing her belly and moistening the fur. He laid back slowly, casting away the blanket, and embracing his warm lover.
Mei Ling sat back up and stood up slightly, fingering herself with one hand and holding Crane’s cock with the other. She looked at him with a wanting look… that same look that she had given him the day they’d fucked with such abandon by that pond. She sat down slowly and guided Crane’s pink, tapered shaft into her silky smooth vagina. She suppressed a caterwaul of intense pleasure as her labia met Crane’s vent.
Crane breathed hard through his clenched beak, trying to keep himself from cumming so soon. He closed his eyes and concentrated on holding back his seed. His wings wrapped around Mei Ling’s furry round rump as she rotated forward and back, forward and back, humping Crane’s cock smoothly.
“Oh! Hnnnggg! Oh, Mei Ling!” Crane slapped a fist to the floor, trying to prolong the pleasure and not cum. “Stop! Wait!”
Mei Ling had a playful look on her face as she slowed down and kneaded Crane’s belly with her claws. The scraping claws helped Crane focus on a different sensation and hold off from ejaculating. He smiled back playfully, like that student from years ago—a foolish smile of youthful lust. He smoothly cocked one leg and easily tipped Mei Ling onto her side, slowly and gracefully rolling with the motion until she was on her back with her legs wrapped around his middle and his cock still splitting her vulva and
penetrating her deep inside. The pink flesh of her vagina pulsated around his shaft as they breathed hard, eyes locked on each other.
Master Crane spread his legs slightly, and wrapped his wings around the Mei Ling’s rump. He pumped his tail in and out against her ass as she purred and whimpered quietly, trying to stifle her moans of passion. Crane let out muffled grunts through his clenched beak, then inhaled sharply and started thrusting in and out faster, huffing and pressing his face farther forward into Mei Ling’s face.
She grasped his neck with her paws and licked under his beak sighing, “Ohh… My lotus blossom, only you can please me! I’ve waited for too long! Please, fuck me!”
Crane’s tail pumped up and down more slowly and smoothly, his grunts getting deeper and longer. He started to shudder at the bottom of each stroke, his wings shaking. Mei Ling caterwauled, unable to control the pleasure radiating from her clit that was pulsating against Crane’s phallus. Crane grunted out, “Oh oh uuunnnhhhhHHH…” As he neared climax, he thrust in deep until his feathers shook and his vent quivered against Mei Ling’s spread labia. She screeched out and stiffened against him, her claws spasmed and raked Crane’s back feathers. Mei Ling came against Crane’s stiff cock and he began to lose control… he was about to cum an epic amount. All he felt was her body against him, their hearts beating together, the mists of their hot breath mixing in the sweet air around them. The universe had contracted to this consummating moment with the love of his life. He was completely unaware of the guests that had gathered around them.
Suddenly, four dark hairy beasts grabbed Crane and slammed down on him. A burlap sack came down over his head and plunged him into darkness. He tried to kick and spin but there was no room to maneuver. He let out a defiant growl and managed to wrench a wing free and slap the sack off of his head. By the light of a paper lantern he saw that the gorilla guards were huge and that there were more coming. His normally solid composure was broken for a moment, tenderized by the awkward interruption of the passionate love he had just been making. A bolt of fear shot through him as he realized the hopelessness of the situation. The bag was forced down over him again and he was brutally slammed to the floor. A shock of pain wracked Crane’s keel as it struck the hard wood. He realized that, for the moment, he was at a serious disadvantage. Mei Ling pet his sides as he huffed and puffed in the hood. She whispered to him, “Better do as they say, Crane. It’ll all be ok.”
Crane screamed, “Mei Ling!” but before the words fully escaped his throat, a gorilla slapped his head hard and stars shot through the darkness in Crane’s vision. His head writhed around under the sack, his world spinning. They dragged him out of the room and into the wet garden again.
A wolf guard approached with a paper lantern on a stick. A fifth hulking gorilla with a white stripe down his back approached and roughly slapped a leather strap around Crane’s body. Crane growled and fought again knocking landing a sharp wing blow to the gorilla’s nose. There was a crunch and spurt of blood and he fell backwards shrieking in pain. Immediately another gorilla kicked Crane in his soft belly and shoved his covered head into a clay pot tipped on its side. The gorilla brusquely slapped the leather strap around Crane’s wings and body and cinched it tight until Crane groaned, his ribs straining almost to the point of breaking.
While Master Crane was being crushed by the guards, his heart was crushed by Mei Ling’s betrayal. His pride sank to depths he hadn’t felt since his humiliation as a prospective student at the Lee Da Kung Fu
Academy. His eyes welled with tears that none could see and he struggled to keep them in. The beasts folded Crane’s legs and tied them with leather thongs into his body and wing straps. The leather was thick and dark and strong, creaking as Crane struggled against it.
Mei Ling stepped up, tears in her eyes that Crane could not see. She reached out a hand and pet Crane’s neck through the burlap sack. She rubbed her face close, feeling his hot breath through the damp burlap as the rain pattered on Crane’s body. She softly whispered, “Hàn,” which means lotus blossom, and stroked under his covered beak. Crane choked and shook with a sob. He was normally so able to focus and control his emotions but Mei Ling knew his weakness for her. He was completely vulnerable to her. Even now, after she had betrayed him, he still loved her. He still felt his cloaca clenching, his phallus retracting and drooling, wanting yet to penetrate her sweet crotch and drain his love into her.
Mei Ling seemed intent on twisting the knife of betrayal deeper into Crane’s heart. She moved her paw along Crane’s side and fondled his phallus. She kneeled down and moved her paws up and down gently on the pink shaft. He murmured and softly cried as she licked his penis from tip to base and caused his vent to wink. He was blushing and crying from humiliation and arousal. It was the first time he was ever embarrassed to be aroused. He winked his vent and his penis bobbed.
His tender sexual organs were exposed and throbbing before his enemies, dripping his juices to the muddy ground while his secret mate licked and pleasured him. He was at once strongly aroused, arching his back and squirming from pleasure, and also seething with hatred for the guards and shame from being caught, literally, with his pants down.
One of the guards ripped the burlap off of Crane’s head, yanking out a tuft of feathers trapped in the drawstring. Crane looked around, a pathetic look on his bulging eyes. He looked back and saw Mei Ling licking and nuzzling his cock in the dim light. His beaks flushed and tears rolled down his beak. The gorillas laughed loudly, their lanterns shaking from their fits. Mei Ling looked up at him, a small smile on her lips as she licked them. Crane moaned out, “Noooooooooo!!!” and closed his eyes as she resumed licking the rims of his vent and pawing his erect shaft.
Crane struggled to maintain consciousness, his breath coming in short spasm in the tight restraints. He was approaching climax again but didn’t want to release seed like this. He clenched his cloaca and whimpered, but pre continued to dribble down his pulsating cock. He let out a deep scream of resistance and shook with rage. The leather restraints creaked but didn’t budge and quickly Crane found himself exhausted, his head pounding from his elevated pulse. Mei Ling slapped his member around and giggled as pre splashed about.
“Mei Liiiiiinggggg!!” Crane shouted and stretched, wanting to jizz and be done with the humiliation. Instead of finishing her paw job she let his phallus lie there in the wet mud, leaking and throbbing. Then she exhaled hot breath on it and slowly began to softly pat it and rub it, making Crane flick his tail and wink his cloaca, trying to pull his cock back inside. Mei Ling inserted a finger into his winky hole and swirled it around. Crane’s eyes shot open and he moaned and stretched. “Nooooo… pleeeeeassssee! Whyyyy??” Mei Ling didn’t stop… she fingered his hole until a fresh load of pre oozed out and drooled onto his feathers. The guards shifted about and adjusted their breech cloths, their genitals bulging under their clothing. Crane’s pink hole gaped before them with the cock projecting from its lower lip. The vent softly sucked on Mei Ling’s probing furry finger and periodically clenched around the base of the penis, smooching it tightly and making it swell with lymph.
Mei Ling then rubbed her vulva to Crane’s cock, sliding it up and down between her legs while a guard held his eyes open, forcing him to watch. He breathed harder and tensed, wanting to ejaculate but then she stopped again and everyone laughed. Crane let out a long groan of frustration and emotional turmoil.
Mei Ling then returned to oral pleasure on Crane’s crotch. As Mei Ling licked and sucked and the guards laughed and jeered, he drifted into a memory about lotus blossoms and a beautiful day by a pond with Mei Ling. Crane moaned as he remembered this time and remembered how his heart ached with how much he love her. Now he was a fool trapped by his love for her, his heart breaking from betrayal. Stripped of all of his power by foolish love that could never be. He sobbed, wanting to just stop struggling to breathe and let himself die rather than face this misery.", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Story Commission from Haliaeetus (3)", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/jpeg", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "963" }