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", "writing": "The forest was Tulin's least favorite part of his patrol. The crowded trees meant he couldn't see through them if he soared above them, and the low branches meant flying was more trouble than it was worth when going under the canopy.\n\nStill, he carried on in his patrol. His bow tapped against his back rhythmically as his talons padded along the dirt trail. Stretching his wings, he let out a yawn. Along with not liking the forest part of his patrol, he also didn't like the patrol as a whole, either. He'd rather be on a mission to clear out a nearby monster camp, or something more active than \"Fly around in circles and tell someone if something looks weird.\"\n\nHe kicked a pebble, huffing in frustration. Tulin was so absorbed in his thoughts of how his skills could be put to better use, that he didn't hear the padding footsteps coming up behind him.\n\nA weight suddenly tackled Tulin to the ground. He struggled, grunting as he rolled out from under his attacker. Scrambling upright, he saw the back of a red bokoblin, running away with his bow.\n\nHe reached back, confirming his bow was no longer in it's holster, cursing as he began to chase the monster into the trees. If he didn't get that bow back, he'd never hear the end of it from his dad.\n\nCursing the trees again, Tulin desperately wished he could take flight, but he was already having to duck and dodge around branches that could knock out less wary pursuers, so he stuck to the ground, keeping his focus on the red monster.\n\nThe bokoblin stopped, turning to face him as the young rito came into a small clearing in the trees. He skidded to a stop as well, not confident his body weight was enough to go in for a tackle.\n\nAs he glared at the theif, wondering how to beat the monster and take back his bow, he heard the rustle of grass. From behind the other trees, more bokoblins came into view, with various rusted weapons and shields.\n\nTulin looked around, frustrated with himself for being led into a trap so easily. Now surrounded, he pushed down the bubbling of fear inside him, thinking of how he could escape with just his life.\n\nOne of the bokoblins snorted, Tulin turning to face it. The weapon it had was a magic scepter, the kind wizrobes typically used. But the gem that was at the tip was no gem he was familiar with. It's surface was irridescent, translucent enough for light to shine through it, making it glow with a myriad of colors.\n\nThe monster raised the scepter to swing, and Tulin braced for whatever elemental fury might come at him. Maybe after the swing, he could rush it and-\n\n[b]'You should relax.'[/b]\n\nTulin blinked. His wings were down at his side, his body relaxed as he simply stared at the monster. Shaking his head, he growled as he shifted into a fighting stance. None of the monsters seemed to be advancing on him from the ring they formed. He could rush one without a shield and try to break out from being surrounded.\n\nThe one with the magic rod lifted it to swing again, and Tulin readied himself to-\n\n[b]'You must listen.'[/b]\n\nTulin had to listen. He wasn't sure why, but he had to listen. He could hear the breathing of all the monsters around him, the soft grunts as they all watched and waited.\n\nThe rainbow gem was raised for another swing.\n\n[b]'You must obey.'[/b]\n\nTulin had to obey. He shook his head. That wasn't right. These were bokoblins, monsters, he needed to-\n\n[b]'Relax. Listen. Obey.'[/b]\n\nTulin's guard was dropped again, as he simply stood and stared. Something wasn't right. He shouldn't be here, he needed to run, fly, but something was stopping-\n\n[b]'Take your clothes off.[/b]\n\nAnother swing of the rod and Tulin's arms moved. His light armor came undone, his leather chest piece falling unceremoniously to the ground in front of him, his feathers exposed to the cool air.\n\nAgain, something in his head felt immeasurably wrong. He was standing, naked, surrounded by evil monsters. He needed to-\n\n[b]'Relax. Listen. Obey.'[/b]\n\nTulin needed to relax.\n\nTulin needed to listen.\n\nTulin needed to obey.\n\nThe bokoblin swung it's magic rod again.\n\n[b]'You will obey.'[/b]\n\n\"I will obey.\" The words left Tulin's beak, devoid of any emotion or intonation. Simply the truth. He would obey.\n\nThe ring of monsters closed in around him. The one with the scepter made a squealing noise as it came closer, grinning. When Tulin didn't react, it frowned, making the noise again, stamping it's foot. Grunting, it flicked it's weapon again.\n\n[b]'Kneel.'[/b]\n\nTulin fell to his knees, eyes unfocused as he simply obeyed. The bokoblin smiled, the others hopping excitedly as they discarded their weapons and shields. Their loincloths were soon discarded as well.\n\nThe leader of the entourage lifted a leg, pressing it's foot to Tulin's face. The rito didn't react, eyes staring through the sole as it pressed on his beak.\n\nThe monster growled, and with a flick of the gem, Tulin began licking it's sole. The bokoblin chuckled as the others openly stroked their dicks, growling hungrily as they watched their conquest serve so easily.\n\n[b]'Stop.'[/b]\n\nTulin's tounge stopped in place, hanging out of his open beak as the foot was pulled away, replaced with the monster's dripping cock.\n\nIt pressed the tip against his cheek. Tulin didn't respond. The tip smeared pre over his feathers, rubbing against his cheek and beak.\n\nThe others came closer, two others pushing in to also press their cocks against the mindless rito's face. Leaking on his feathers, his beak, his tongue. Remaining obediently still even as their cocks probed his open maw.\n\nThe leader's foot rubbed Tulin's groin, feeling his cloaca. With another swing from the rod, Tulin's cock began to swell, peeking out from his slit. The two toes on his foot slipped around Tulin's shaft, rubbing as it became fully hard.\n\nAnother swing and a few short grunts from the leader, and the bokoblins gave Tulin enough space to readjust to all fours.\n\nThe moment he was adjusted, the monsters closed in again. The leader's cock pressed into his beak.\n\n[b]'Suck.'[/b]\n\nTulin sucked the cock as it plunged into his mouth. His tailfeathers were raised as another bokoblin pressed it's shaft against his tailhole, rubbing and wetting it with copious pre, before pressing it's tip against him until it popped inside him.\n\nTulin showed no sign of reaction as the monster claimed his ass. He kept sucking as he'd been ordered.\n\nThe other bokoblins were either stroking themselves to the scene, or rubbing their dicks against his feathers, wetting him with monster precum.\n\nWith another twitch of the scepter, the leader showed a measure of kindness to it's crew. Tulin's arms came up and gripped the two closest cocks, starting to pump them with his soft feathers.\n\nThe bokoblins squealed and snorted with lustful delight as they fucked the rito, using him as little more than a glorified sex toy.\n\nTo the bokoblins, that was all Tulin was anymore. Though the rito didn't seem to care about his fate. As much as he could care about anything other than the next order to obey.\n\nGrunts and thrusts and growls filled the small clearing as the group of monsters worked their lust through the rito, squealing as they came, filling his ass and mouth with cum, and painting his feathers with streaks of pearly white.\n\nWith the monster's lust temporarily satisfied, they sat in a circle around Tulin, who was still on all fours, mouth open to suck on a cock that was no longer there, cum drooling out from his beak.\n\nThe monsters grunted and chattered at each other, the leader chuckling and swinging it's rod, grinning as it watched for the bird's reaction.\n\n[b]'Cum.'[/b]\n\nTulin's body didn't flinch. His cock twitched underneath him, a bead of white collecting at his tip, before long strands oozed out from his cock, joining the rest of the monster cum in the grass below him.\n\nThe bokoblins all laughed and snorted as they enjoyed the sight of their new slave, his body itself at their command.\n\nThe monsters collected their weapons, tying their loincloths around their hips again. Another swing from the rod, and Tulin stood, following the bokoblins as they walked deeper into the woods. One of the bokoblins grabbed Tulin's armor, snorting as they watched the nakded rito follow the line of bokoblins.\n\nTulin didn't care about the cum dripping down his feathers, or his dripping cock, or his tailhole leaking cum. He didn't wonder where the bokoblins were leading him. He didn't care that his father's bow was now owned by a common monster. He didn't care about anything.\n\nHe obeyed.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The forest was Tulin's least favorite part of his patrol. The crowded trees meant he couldn't see through them if he soared above them, and the low branches meant flying was more trouble than it was worth when going under the canopy.

Still, he carried on in his patrol. His bow tapped against his back rhythmically as his talons padded along the dirt trail. Stretching his wings, he let out a yawn. Along with not liking the forest part of his patrol, he also didn't like the patrol as a whole, either.  He'd rather be on a mission to clear out a nearby monster camp, or something more active than "Fly around in circles and tell someone if something looks weird."

He kicked a pebble, huffing in frustration. Tulin was so absorbed in his thoughts of how his skills could be put to better use, that he didn't hear the padding footsteps coming up behind him.

A weight suddenly tackled Tulin to the ground. He struggled, grunting as he rolled out from under his attacker. Scrambling upright, he saw the back of a red bokoblin, running away with his bow.

He reached back, confirming his bow was no longer in it's holster, cursing as he began to chase the monster into the trees. If he didn't get that bow back, he'd never hear the end of it from his dad.

Cursing the trees again, Tulin desperately wished he could take flight, but he was already having to duck and dodge around branches that could knock out less wary pursuers, so he stuck to the ground, keeping his focus on the red monster.

The bokoblin stopped, turning to face him as the young rito came into a small clearing in the trees. He skidded to a stop as well, not confident his body weight was enough to go in for a tackle.

As he glared at the theif, wondering how to beat the monster and take back his bow, he heard the rustle of grass. From behind the other trees, more bokoblins came into view, with various rusted weapons and shields.

Tulin looked around, frustrated with himself for being led into a trap so easily. Now surrounded, he pushed down the bubbling of fear inside him, thinking of how he could escape with just his life.

One of the bokoblins snorted, Tulin turning to face it. The weapon it had was a magic scepter, the kind wizrobes typically used. But the gem that was at the tip was no gem he was familiar with. It's surface was irridescent, translucent enough for light to shine through it, making it glow with a myriad of colors.

The monster raised the scepter to swing, and Tulin braced for whatever elemental fury might come at him. Maybe after the swing, he could rush it and-

'You should relax.'

Tulin blinked. His wings were down at his side, his body relaxed as he simply stared at the monster. Shaking his head, he growled as he shifted into a fighting stance. None of the monsters seemed to be advancing on him from the ring they formed. He could rush one without a shield and try to break out from being surrounded.

The one with the magic rod lifted it to swing again, and Tulin readied himself to-

'You must listen.'

Tulin had to listen. He wasn't sure why, but he had to listen. He could hear the breathing of all the monsters around him, the soft grunts as they all watched and waited.

The rainbow gem was raised for another swing.

'You must obey.'

Tulin had to obey. He shook his head. That wasn't right. These were bokoblins, monsters, he needed to-

'Relax. Listen. Obey.'

Tulin's guard was dropped again, as he simply stood and stared. Something wasn't right. He shouldn't be here, he needed to run, fly, but something was stopping-

'Take your clothes off.

Another swing of the rod and Tulin's arms moved. His light armor came undone, his leather chest piece falling unceremoniously to the ground in front of him, his feathers exposed to the cool air.

Again, something in his head felt immeasurably wrong. He was standing, naked, surrounded by evil monsters. He needed to-

'Relax. Listen. Obey.'

Tulin needed to relax.

Tulin needed to listen.

Tulin needed to obey.

The bokoblin swung it's magic rod again.

'You will obey.'

"I will obey." The words left Tulin's beak, devoid of any emotion or intonation. Simply the truth. He would obey.

The ring of monsters closed in around him. The one with the scepter made a squealing noise as it came closer, grinning. When Tulin didn't react, it frowned, making the noise again, stamping it's foot. Grunting, it flicked it's weapon again.

'Kneel.'

Tulin fell to his knees, eyes unfocused as he simply obeyed. The bokoblin smiled, the others hopping excitedly as they discarded their weapons and shields. Their loincloths were soon discarded as well.

The leader of the entourage lifted a leg, pressing it's foot to Tulin's face. The rito didn't react, eyes staring through the sole as it pressed on his beak.

The monster growled, and with a flick of the gem, Tulin began licking it's sole. The bokoblin chuckled as the others openly stroked their dicks, growling hungrily as they watched their conquest serve so easily.

'Stop.'

Tulin's tounge stopped in place, hanging out of his open beak as the foot was pulled away, replaced with the monster's dripping cock.

It pressed the tip against his cheek. Tulin didn't respond. The tip smeared pre over his feathers, rubbing against his cheek and beak.

The others came closer, two others pushing in to also press their cocks against the mindless rito's face. Leaking on his feathers, his beak, his tongue. Remaining obediently still even as their cocks probed his open maw.

The leader's foot rubbed Tulin's groin, feeling his cloaca. With another swing from the rod, Tulin's cock began to swell, peeking out from his slit. The two toes on his foot slipped around Tulin's shaft, rubbing as it became fully hard.

Another swing and a few short grunts from the leader, and the bokoblins gave Tulin enough space to readjust to all fours.

The moment he was adjusted, the monsters closed in again. The leader's cock pressed into his beak.

'Suck.'

Tulin sucked the cock as it plunged into his mouth. His tailfeathers were raised as another bokoblin pressed it's shaft against his tailhole, rubbing and wetting it with copious pre, before pressing it's tip against him until it popped inside him.

Tulin showed no sign of reaction as the monster claimed his ass. He kept sucking as he'd been ordered.

The other bokoblins were either stroking themselves to the scene, or rubbing their dicks against his feathers, wetting him with monster precum.

With another twitch of the scepter, the leader showed a measure of kindness to it's crew. Tulin's arms came up and gripped the two closest cocks, starting to pump them with his soft feathers.

The bokoblins squealed and snorted with lustful delight as they fucked the rito, using him as little more than a glorified sex toy.

To the bokoblins, that was all Tulin was anymore. Though the rito didn't seem to care about his fate. As much as he could care about anything other than the next order to obey.

Grunts and thrusts and growls filled the small clearing as the group of monsters worked their lust through the rito, squealing as they came, filling his ass and mouth with cum, and painting his feathers with streaks of pearly white.

With the monster's lust temporarily satisfied, they sat in a circle around Tulin, who was still on all fours, mouth open to suck on a cock that was no longer there, cum drooling out from his beak.

The monsters grunted and chattered at each other, the leader chuckling and swinging it's rod, grinning as it watched for the bird's reaction.

'Cum.'

Tulin's body didn't flinch. His cock twitched underneath him, a bead of white collecting at his tip, before long strands oozed out from his cock, joining the rest of the monster cum in the grass below him.

The bokoblins all laughed and snorted as they enjoyed the sight of their new slave, his body itself at their command.

The monsters collected their weapons, tying their loincloths around their hips again. Another swing from the rod, and Tulin stood, following the bokoblins as they walked deeper into the woods. One of the bokoblins grabbed Tulin's armor, snorting as they watched the nakded rito follow the line of bokoblins.

Tulin didn't care about the cum dripping down his feathers, or his dripping cock, or his tailhole leaking cum. He didn't wonder where the bokoblins were leading him. He didn't care that his father's bow was now owned by a common monster. He didn't care about anything.

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