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He was on the stage once again. “I have for you today a different tale from the village of Jolo; took a little but I found an interesting one.” The curtain lifted behind him showing the tribal marketplace. Stepping in The Teller walked into the market; none noticed him, like he wasn't there. ”It has been four months now since well let's be frank since I created this little village.” He pointed toward where the fishermen were cleaning fish. Watching and wondering if she wanted one was Fina, the young expecting mother to be. Her belly had grown to a much bigger size. “She and Jic are happy and looking forward to her birth.” Said male rushed up behind her. He hugged her from behind then put a hand made bead necklace around her neck; to say she was sweetly surprised would be putting it plainly. She admired the gift, Jic giving her a happy if dopey little smile when she leaned in and kissed his nose. “Would you like to know what she'll be having? Two girls one boy, the boy being the youngest of the litter; even if by a few minutes. This is going to make their collective family very happy.” He smiled at the happy much in love couple that honestly made all around smile and go awww; older females recalling their youth and carrying their first cub. Same for older males remembering being as giddy as Jic being a father for the first time, and doting on their mate. “The bead necklace seems to be a traditional gift from male to female to profess love, and wish for easy birth always hand made. But today we're not here for these two, cute as they still are together.”\n He states as he keeps walking, leaving the two cuddling wolves behind. He kept walking until finally he came across a male armed with a spear and what passed for light armor. “Today we are here for Holt here.” He said, making a hand gesture to the male in question. “A cheetah morph, male, nineteen years of age, roughly five two, eighty seven pounds soaking wet. He is teased by most for being the smallest warrior of the tribe; however he can clear a ten k in five minutes so talk shit he'll challenge you to a race.” The young warrior fiddled with his spear, standing watch for anything that might threaten the tribe. Despite being the smallest warrior he took his job seriously; he was one of the first and last lines of defense. With a laugh the Storyteller then says, “He is about to be relieved, and shenanigans will ensue. I shall leave you to it, and not spoil anything.” He gave a bow, snapped his fingers then vanished in the flurry of pages.\n\n Left behind, Holt was still standing watch; looking out into what seemed like a savanna. Watching for anything be it a beast or monster. However a few males approached after a short time. “Hey Holt!” One male called out a wolf with light gray fur. Looking back the cheetah looked to and greeted his fellow warriors. “We here to take place. Go get drink and food, you've earned, hot today.”\n Holt nodded patting the wolf's arm as he walked past. “Thanks, I will do that.”\n “Anything out of ordinary?” the other male another cat, in this case a lion, asked.\n “EH not much.” Holt responded. “Spotted big boar, stamping around a ways off; might want to keep eye out for it. Few goblins they didn't try anything, four of them doubt they will; still keep eye out”\n The wolf nodded, patting the smaller males shoulder. “Will do, go take break tiny.”\n The three shared a laugh before Holt fired back with, “I may be smaller than you; You want another race? Loser has to let lodge elder shave head again?” The wolf glanced away, rubbing his neck, the lion laughing at him. “That's what I thought.” Holt laughed before patting the wolf's back. Leaving the two behind Holt headed back into the village. First he went to the lodge reported to the elder. Once dismissed he went and ate. Got some chicken and other goodies to eat. As he ate what he wasn't aware of though.\n From on high in the branches of a tall tree, he was being … well hunted might be the word. With a smile and a chirp a harpy, bright yellow feathers from head to barely covered crotch, long bird like legs and razor sharp four inch talons. She was twenty years old, standing at a whopping six two mostly legs, c cup breast, an overall weight of seventy seven pounds. She perched on the branch and watched. After a short time he got up and hurried off. With a beat of her winged arms to took to the air following the small, big cat. Holt went to his hut, put up his spear and his armor. Having eaten he decided to go sprint, being what he was best at he liked running. He went to a stretch of space just outside the village. It was his favorite place to go running. Flat land as far as the eye can see from where he started, no trees, nothing to trip on. He stopped before he started running; deciding to stretch. Rather limber even for a cat, his stretches were watched by his feathery stalker. Again watching from a tree just outside the village, some short distance behind him. She had a few of her feathered digits in her soggy box as she perched on a branch, his stretches getting her going. Once he finished his stretching he got ready to run. She had to act; once he bolted, even flying, she wouldn't catch up. The harpy seeing her chance took off. Holt dropped down to take up a start position, but before he started his stride he heard the flapping of wings. Saw the razor sharp talons grab at his shoulders. And the cooing of the harpy as she lift him off the ground. “GAH!” Holt shouted in fright. He looked up seeing the canary colored harpy trying her best to carry him into the air. “Tita,” he snapped; the claws on his feet gripping some grass on the ground. “Let me go. GAAAAH put me down!” he yelled when he lost his grip and she managed lift off.\n “Hi Holt.” Tita chirped. “What wrong, want play?”\n “Play my ass.” Holt snapped watching the ground like a fleeing dream become farther and farther. “Put me down!” He snapped but quickly corrected himself. “Carefully, put me down carefully; do not drop me.”\n “Why not?” She asked confused “Cats land on feet right?” She was pretty high at this point. With no other choice Holt grabbed onto her legs to make sure she couldn't drop him. After a short time of flying she finally did drop him; into her nest though. It was built into the top of a large tree. This was far on the other side of the village, where the savanna was met by a forest. Tita giggled when Holt landed with a groan. She landed though softly, folding her wings down to give her arms a little more shape the few fingers her 'hands' had now able to be seen. “See see, you land on feet.” She cheered more or less showing how bird brained the girl was. A rather common trait for most of the harpies; at least the younger one’s. Most grew out of it though. “Like nest? Tita Built by self.” She told him walking over to the cat pressing her head to his chest wanting pats. Holt patted her head a few times before pushing her away.\n “That's great, you did a good job. You are a good carpenter,” Holt said before puffing out his cheeks, “Now take me back to the ground.”\n “Aww, but just got here.” Tita cried.\n “You kidnapped me.” Holt snapped back the harpy crying softly.\n “Tita wants to play though.” Tita cried seeing the cheetah becoming cross. A look of revelation crept across her face, an idea coming across her silly little mind. “Oh Tita know, want drink? Tita has purple water, and snacks. Lots of food. Uhh OOh seeds.” She looked back at him, her head between her legs, giving him a giggle “Tita likes seeds.” She started crawling toward a few baskets she had stashed in the side of the nest; rather securely strapped to the branch for the bird brain. What wasn't secure was her pussy; at all. When she turned her back to him crawling to her baskets, he could see it all; plump ass cheeks, tail feathers holding up her skirt, and her still wet pussy.\n Holt gulped eyeing the harpy's unguarded drenched sex. [i]'Ok, I think I see where this is going.'[/i]Tita started shaking her hips mindlessly as she got into the baskets, her soggy box like a bullseye.[i]'Maybe I can play along... for a little.'[/i]\n Tita still flashing him her goods finally said, “Ah ha Tita got you, stupid lock.” She then started singing as she fished around for a clay jug. “Purple water, purple water, going to give to guest.” By now Holt was packing a growing stiffy, unable to tear his eyes from the dripping target waving before his eyes like a bull to a red flag.\n [i]'She doesn't have underwear on.'[/i] Holt mused still eyeing her pussy as she started to turn toward him. Finally he worked up the nerve to ask. “Tita, why are you not wearing undergarments?”\n Tita looked back then gave him a little smile. “They get in way, so Tita stop wearing.” She went back to the basket still shaking her hips. “Plus when Tita flies,” She paused and bit her lip. “Air feels good, so Tita get rid of.”\n “Well,” Holt said now rubbing the back of his head. “Guess I can't argue with that logic.” After a few moments of Holt being unsure if she was teasing him or not she chirped. Then turned and crawled back over to him. She had a cup in one hand a small clay jug in the other.\n “Here go, purple water.” Tita Chirped. She pulled the stopper from the jug and poured the wine into the cup giving it to Holt.\n The cat accepted it. As Holt drank however he nearly spat it out as he watched the bird start to strip out of what admittedly little clothing she was in. [i]'She must be messing with me right? I hear most harpies are bird brains but she can't be this bad right?'[/i] He asked himself taking a deeper drink watching Tita pull out of her top then rub her feathers into her breast; letting off another pleased sounding chirpy moan when her feathers touched her nipples. “Uhh Tita, why are you getting naked?”\n Tita looked at him like he was crazy then answered back like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “It Tita's nest, Tita never wears clothes in nest.”\n Holt gulped another mouthful of the wine, she started rubbing her nipples with her feathers, chirping happily as they felt good. [i]'She's messing with me, she has to be messing with me. No one could be this duuuuumb...'[/i] His train of thought ran off the tracks when she sat down in front of him. Her legs splayed out putting all her bits on display. Viciously diddling her clit with her feathers, moaning and chirping very happily. Holt finished the cup and Tita chirped and took it.\n “Oh Tita’s turn.” Tita chirped, snapping up the cup. She took the cup then for whatever reason pressed her sinfully soft ass against his lap; his barbed cock pressing the crack into her plump cheeks. She cooed and chirped as she filled the cup. Once she took a sip she giggled again sending a ripple down her body, her ass rubbing his cock. “Purple water good, Tita’s turn.” She chirped taking a deep drink. After a moment of the bird gulping it down she laid back knocking him down, pressing him deeper into her crack, his cock smothered in her soft ass flesh. She chirped happily, then started fingering herself. “Purple water gooood.” Holt was dumbstruck for a second... she forgot she was sitting on him and laid down.\n “Uh Tita.” Holt said, the bird chirped.\n “OH Holt.” she promptly giggled, then rather than get off him turned over pressing his cock to her clit and her tits into his chest. “No worries your turn.” She filled the cup again then gave it too him. Her eyes glittered; for reasons of 'oh fuck she's so soft', Holt took a deep drink downing the cup as the bird rubbed herself onto him. She giggled then took the cup once he finished and drank another herself. She started rubbing herself on him, cooing about the water being good. This was however when she finally noticed the hard object poking her, the barbs grabbing at her soft flesh. It made her moan when one of his barbs grazed her clit. “Oh what this?” She chirped getting up to look.\n “Did you really forget I was male? Tita you can’t press your body on me and not get a response; hell i don’t even have a mate yet, i can’t help myself.” Holt lightly scolded. However when he saw her turn around pointing her ass and her pussy at his face. He could no longer complain; the view was breathtaking.\n He felt her wrap her feathered digits around his cock it throbbed in her hand, and she then asked. “OH? That feel good? Well Tita likes rubbing self with feathers. Tita do more than make guest feel good too.” She chirped again with a little sloshed wobble. Her pussy was dripping all over him. Holt was nearing the edge of the fuck it bucket. She was so soft, the bird brain's pussy was now dripping all over his chest. And now she was pumping his cock with her hand, and fuck her feathers felt good; no wonder she liked rubbing herself with them.\n “SO why did you bring me up here?” Holt asked his last wit trying to derail the situation.\n “Huh...” Tita asked, rubbing her chin. “Why Tita bring you up here?”\n [i]'SHE FORGOT!?'[/i] Holt yelled in his head.\n However She then laid back down on him; legs spread, pussy pressing against his cock. \"Was it to give purple water?” She asked as she rubbed against his cock. “What did Tita bring up for? Tita think it was important.” Holt however was at his limit. The growing thin thread of his self control was about to snap. Her pussy was unbelievably soft and she was soaked, so much so his cock was nearly dripping by now. Finally he had enough; not only had this bird brain kidnapped him. She brought him up to her nest, got drunk then forgot what she wanted with him. He was Done, yes with a capital D. He grabbed her hips, the bird chirping in surprise. “OH Holt what you doing down there?” She better not have forgotten she was laying on him again. That however was when she asked her first realistic question. She looked down, him holding her hips a raging erection pushing on her pussy. She looked up at him with a smile and asked, “Hey Holt, you want fuk Tita?” That was all he needed. He pushed his cock to her folds, the bird chirping sharply as he did. She was so wet it didn't take much at all to hilt her on his cock. Tita let out a loud chirpy moan when he started pumping his cock inside her. The first five minutes alone was just him rage fucking this sexy bird brain that had all but wasted his time; not to mention the kidnapping. She wasn't trying to stop him or get in his way. She all but started singing really; Chirps, moans, coos, and pleased tweets.\n “Oh fuck, your pussy is so tight, but its soft.” Holt groaned squeezing Tita around under her tits, just flat out pounding the bird.\n “Keep going, Do more.” Tita chirped holding her arms close together against her tits. “Cock feels good.”\n Holt had other ideas, for the start at least. He pulled himself out of her, then got out from under her. Tita watched as he pulled himself out of his clothes. “This is for wasting my time.” He threw a leg over her chest, his sac on her chin for a moment. She opened her mouth, but before she could ask her question, no doubt a dumb one; his cock went in it then down her throat. “You don't get to ask questions.” He told her. The harpy cock in mouth nodded. “Now, you suck that dick like its life or death.”\n “Is it?” The harpy asked with a mouth full of cock; and a genuinely confused look on her face.\n He however didn’t respond, instead he pumped his cock down her throat and ordered, “Suck.” She gave a nod and started gobbling his cock, giggled when his barbs caught something in her mouth or throat. Holt however had something of a personal question he had to find out; this felt like one of those once in a lifetime things. He eyed her pussy as she suckled his dick. One night at the lodge one of his fellow warriors bragged about laying with a harpy. About how he swore her pussy tasted like basted chicken. With another gulp Holt asked himself moving toward the harpies cunt. [i]'Does it really taste like basted chicken?'|[/i] The moment came, he gave her pussy a lick from bottom to clit and actually was surprised. “Holy crap,” He remarked with a red face. “It does taste like chicken, why does it taste like chicken?.” She chirped with a curious look on her face. She however moaned when after licking his lips he dove in. Holt had a fondness for chicken; of all the meats the village raised chicken was the one he wanted the most. He ate the bird out with a pure passion. She chirped around his cock as Holt got lost in quim. “Fuck.” he remarked pulling away for a breath. “Why do you taste so good?” But before she could even begin to think of a response, he dove back in. His rough tongue lashed every inch he could get it to. He nibbled on everything he could put his mouth on. He even started biting, however being tougher then she looked all it did was make her squirt. “Ooh.” Holt said, ok maybe he was a little drunk by now, as light as he is having had 4 cups of wine. “Here comes the gravy.” He said with a smirk, than latched his lips on her sex. Tita all but convulsed in orgasm spraying juices for his enjoyment. He looked back at her face, Tita lost in bliss. He however was so close. However he didn't want to drown her. He pulled himself from her throat allowing his cock to slap her cheek in the process. Tita looked at him, her eyes glossed over a little bit. But she gave him a smile as she watched him line up to start fucking her. She spread her legs about to grab him with her talons. “Hey,” Holt snapped, stopping the daggers from grabbing him. “Watch those knives, no talons.”\n Her feet flinched, her legs then relaxed to the sides out of his way. “KK” Tita chirped, rolling her head back in pleasure. Holt didn't wait for much else, he was already so close.\n “I'm going to cum in you.” Holt said lustily slamming himself in. Tita's response was a loud fluttery tweet like noise. Holt was ready, slamming his hips into hers he got lost in watching her breast bounce. Tita, seeing him looking, reached around, grabbed his head and stuffed him between her breasts. He complained for only a second, then proceeded to burst. Not stopping as he pumped his cum into her pussy, sticky ropes of it. “Wasting my time.” He uttered, getting his mouth away from her chest. “Kidnapping me. Taking me to the top of your tree. You're going to repay my wasted time with this pussy of yours.”\n “Yes yes.” Tita chirped moaning when Holt opted to put one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard. “Cock feels good, Tita been bad, punish Tita.” She chirped, rocking her hips to meet his, aiding his cock inside her.\n “Fuuck you're so tight.” Holt groaned now mindlessly pumping his cock into her, all of his barbs sticking her folds as he did. She started to like it and she clenched down on him hard, his barbs almost applying for rent, her walls mashed on him so hard. Holt cried out sharply. “TO tight to tight oh fuck.” He dropped his hands on both sides of her head. The sexy little airhead put her arms around his. She felt him start to throb inside her, then said.\n “Cum lots k.” She smiled at him pulling him back into her tits. “Cum lots and lots. Love your cock so you can cum lots in Tita. Tita let Holt cum lots in Tita. Holt not even need ask, can fuk Tita if he wants.” She paused giving him a sweet smile. “Holt only male nice to Tita, let do anything.” Holt did a mental fuck it tossing the proverbial table; he was done questioning why he was here. All he cared about right at that moment was never leaving this pussy. Her folds unlike the bird they were attached to knew what they were doing. Milking him in almost rhythmic patterns, no more than a hair's breadth between her walls and his cock. He came again, Tita tweeting happily to encourage it. Cock felt good, cum felt better; wanted more; was what was running through her silly little mind. Holt was now sensitive beyond words. It didn't take much for Tita's soggy sex to coax a third and even forth cum shot out of him, he managed to give her a tiny cum bulge as he fucked it all into her. By the time the cheetah couldn't go any more Tita's pussy was oozing the cats cum. “Aw you tired now?” Holt gave her a nod. “Can Tita have little more? Want taste.”\n Holt looked up at her then said, “Well far be it to me to leave a lady, even a dumb one, hanging.” He pushed himself up and off of the harpy, her pussy gushing a bit of cum the moment he did. His cock was still half hard, something told him he had just one more in him. Tita licked her lips as she crawled to his cock.\n “Such good cock, Tita loves. Tita clean good cock.” She said aloud cleaning his cock with her tongue lapping up cum, sucking on his barbs.\n She got overzealous about it, and biting his lip Holt warned her. “Tita, stop you're about to wear that last cum shot you want to suck down.”\n “Oh, good point.” Tita smiled patting the cat's head, uttering “good kitty”. She put him in her mouth then said. “Ohhey,” She licked around his cock for a second before trying to go on to say. “cum in mouth, Tita wants taste fresh cum.” Not that he understood what she said garbled by the cock in her mouth.\n Holt groaned god that felt good. “I can't understand you with my dick in your mouth.” She started to pull off. “No don't stop to talk. Start sucking and bob your mouth up and down my dick, that's an order suck my dick make my cum in your mouth.”\n “Ey (K)” She said doing as told. She kept looking at him as she did it. Pushing his tired cock to the back of her throat. Licking and sucking his length. All Holt could do was moan and get ready. She was an eager little turd chirping on his length as she drove him to his final climax. He groaned softly when he came. Tita got excited as his taste met her tongue, oozing from his cock head onto it. She kept him hilted in her mouth until he stopped then pulled away. She looked at him, smiling around his cock at him. After a few seconds she pulled off him, his happy cock spent “taste good, real good.” She smiled then one of her feathered digits to her chin, “Can Tita have more?”\n “Sorry Tita, I'm spent.” Holt said with a groan. The disappointed look on her face made him feel bad for some reason thinking fast he pointed to his withering cock, “Could you suck it clean for me though?”\n “OH!” Tita said with a giddy chirp. “Yes yes, Tita do that, Tita do that. Let Tita clean with mouth. Good cock deserves to be clean.” She wrapped her lips around his cock again sucking him clean even as his erection withered. Once it retreated back inside him Tita chirped “All gone, Tita loves good cock; come back soon k.” She kissed his crotch, then licked her lips claiming some of his seed that had dribbled out on them. Holt after a few moments managed to sit down.\n “So.” He started reaching over and rubbing her head. “Any luck remembering what you wanted me for?”\n “Nope.” she cooed with a smile. Cuddling into him she was in a far better mood then when they started that was for sure\n “Was afraid of that.” Holt responded. “Oh you silly little bird brain. It's a good thing you're sexy.”\n “Tita is?” She asked, surprised.\n “You are.” Holt told her. After a few seconds he tapped her leg. “Hey lift this for me, show me your pussy.”\n “Ok.” She responded with a smile. She lifted her leg exposing her pussy to him once more. “Feels good, cum is nice, very nice in pussy Tita likes. Holt was Tita’s first. Tita let Holt fuck when he wants K just tell Tita, she let Holt fill pussy more and more.”\n “I’ll hold you to that.” Holt said, sticking a finger in her. “Look at all that cum I put in you. You may be a bird brain, but you good girl.” She smiled then sat in such a way her sex was exposed to him.\n “You like Tita sit this way?” Tita asked, giddy waiting for his response.\n It took him a moment, “Yeah.” Holt said. “I would like it for you to sit that way, at least when we're alone. Don’t hide it.” He looked at her, the harpy smiling at him letting him see everything. [i]'Startign to feel a bit guilty about this, i'm not taking advantage of her am I? I mean sure shes a bit dumb, but if she didn't like it she would say so right?'[/i]\n “K.” Tita chirped. “Tita let Holt look whenever Holt wants.” She crawled onto him pressing her soft body onto him, Holt still done asking questions let her, grabbing handfuls of her soft ass; She chirped loudly when he did.\n By now that sun was going down, Holt being too tired to get it up then asked knuckle deep in the bird's pussy. “Hey can you take me back to the ground now? Don't think I can climb down from here.”\n “Can't.” Tita responded rocking her pussy around on his invading finger, moaning happily. They had since sat up, Tita letting Holt diddle her pussy. She then pointed to the jug they had since drained. “Not remember much, but elder bird told me no fly after purple water.” He nodded if the elders told her not to, then there was a good reason for it.\n “Guess I'm stuck here tonight then.” Holt said, pulling out of Tita's pussy.\n “That ok, you sleep with Tita then.Tita keep Holt warm, Tita feathers warm. Tita pussy warmer; Tita let you hump pussy if you want.” She cooed the words pulling him into her arms. His face in her tits. His crotch intimate with hers. “Tita happy Holt here, let Holt do anything to Tita.”\n “That sounds great.” Holt responded grinding himself into her sex. “Keep me warm then.” He had recovered enough that he started to get hard. Tita smiled feeling it and let him get hard right inside her. “I have to agree, that is a good pussy you have there.”\n “Holt look tired. Lay down, Tita turn make Holt feel good, make cum in Tita.” She told him her voice was soft and sweet. She started humping him, her pussy loving on his shaft “Tita fuk Holt now. Let him cum in Tita. Holt like that?” She asked riding his cock, her tits bouncing for his enjoyment.\n “Yeah I like that.” Holt told her, starting to purr. Letting his sexy captor hump him.\nHowever as Tita rode him the sound of wings came on over the winds. Another harpy landed on Tita's nest and she gave a chirp in greeting. Tita kept humping Holt who’s face blushed over, he however wasn’t about to tell her to stop, he felt so good. Tita chirped back; she didn’t stop. It didn’t seem to bother the other harpy though she could see everything, Tita riding Holt’s cock, cum still dripping down her thighs. The cat looked like he got caught with the canary in his mouth. The new harpy’s head bounced watching Tita ride Holt, as Tita then said, still not stopping her riding on Holt. “Oh hi Iz. Tita little busy, rude to stop. Tita being good to guest.” She said as she waved a wing to the harpy in question. She had dark feathers and was a little taller then Tita.\n Iz responded with a smile, not even questioning the scene. “Hi Tita, see you get Holt. You ask his help?”\n Holt then asked Iz rolling his head back to look at her, she had clothes on but again no underwear. He got a good eye full of pussy perched over him as she nearly was. “Oh you know what she was going to ask me?” He pat Tita's hips she stuck her tongue out knocking her head with a knuckle\n Iz nodded then said. “She has a clutch of eggs in belly.” The bird said so frankly Holt's ears dropped. “She wanted to ask you to help dig hole so she could lay.”\n “Oh yeah.” Tita cooed humping him still. “Holt, can you help Tita dig hole to lay eggs?” She kept humping him even as the cat groaned out he was cumming. Tita tweeted happily at the warmth joining her belly\n Holt however couldn't take his eyes off of her pussy, still stuff with his cum. [i]'itsfineitsfineitsfine, surely I can't fertilize a harpy's eggs … right?'[/i]\n “If you help me, Tita let you fuck Tita whenever you want.” She told him with a smile.\n “You already told me I could fuck you whenever I wanted.” Holt told her, then smiling as he said. “Yeah i'll help you lay your eggs. You just keep that pussy riding my cock, not done just yet.”\n “K, Tita do that. Let Holt cum lots in Tita. Please cum lots for Tita.” Tita didn’t stop the smile creeping across the cats face telling its own story.\n “Glad I could help.” Iz said aloud as she got ready to take wing. However Holt realized too late.\n As she flew off Holt yelled. “Wait, come back, please take me to the ground.” She was gone however. Holt groaned, gripping tight the nest groaning at his own bird brain moment. “I don't like heights.”\n “Holt, you k?” Tita asked Still humping him. Holt groaning softly \n “Yeah.” Holt paused gulping after he looked up at her again. The tree was huge. Not to mention they were on a single thick and study branch from the top of the tree; he would have to be an acrobat to get out of here without wings. “Stuck here now. So that means that pussy of yours, no your whole body belongs to me tonight.”\n “Tita like that.” She smiled giving him a very happy smile. She plopped herself down on him, grinding her hips around on his shaft; getting ready to blow again. “Holt, you like fucking Tita? Does being with Tita sound good to Holt?”\n “Yeah, it does; I won’t lie. Also about to cum again so hump faster.” Holt told her and she gave him a very eager nod. He pulled her down kissing her as they humped each other. Tita came first loudly making what could only be described as bird noises, squirting in bliss. Holt groaned as he gave her another sticky filling. They both rode their highs; Holt letting her warp him in another hug, putting his head between her tits. He decided to go one better and latched his lips around one of her nipples, she was offering he took it. They laid down together in their embrace, just Holt and his bird brain. They were both spent now utterly, and cuddling together finally sleep took them. The next morning he woke to her luscious lips on his morning wood. He laid there waking up letting her drive him to climax in her mouth. Tita then going on about how she loves the taste. She offered him food and fucked him as they ate. He asked her a question it rolled right over her head, instead she fucked him again. Holt finally figured it out after gettign fucked again; her pussy now a sticky mess. She had brought lots of food, water, purple water. She had them all stored away safely and securely then grabbed him up and started fucking his brains out. She was in heat no doubt a result of her clutch she had. But what could he do, he couldn't climb down. And she was too interested in worshiping his cock to want to let him go. And he frankly would have been an idiot not to let her worship him with her pussy like she was.\n She even begged after he realized it. “Please. Holt.” She said holding him close his cock naturally getting stiff, she was still softer than hell. “Tita doesn't like this, Tita feels hot. Tita used to be able to do by self but it not work any more. Tita only feel good with you. You make Tita feel good always. You not make fun of Tita for being bird brain. You make go away. Tita will make you feel good, real good; Tita promises. Please help Tita. Tita make you feel good. Tita promises to be good girl.” She was sobbing on his shoulder now. It was true, he had heard several of the others were making fun of her. She got ditsy all the time, forgot what she was doing, lost her train of thought mid sentence; he watched one day a few younger males teaseing her about it. SHe didn't realzie what htey were doing however. He didn't want to be one of those that made her sad; watched her cry one day after she realized the people she had been talking to were actually making fun of her. But all he did was offer her a fish one day when he saw she was crying; caught it himself, was going to be his lunch. But the way her face lit up when he did, he didn't regret having some of his dried jerky instead. He would talk to her in passing by. Help her when she needed it. He had helped her gather a bit of the thatching she used in her nest; she had forgotten that though.\n “Hey it's ok.” Holt told her, rubbing her feathered head. She sniffed and hugged him again. “I'll help you out I promise. I have to let the elder warrior know that I must take time though, or I’ll get in trouble; you don't want me to get in trouble right?” She shook her head no and gave a sharp sniff. “So, here's what I say we do.” She chirped loudly as he ‘pet’ her pussy she still sat in such a way to give him access; it actually worked to get her to calm down after a few moments. “You take me to the ground. I will tell the elder warrior that I want to come back and take care of you. She's a nice elder. She will give me blessing, but I must ask it or I will no longer be a warrior. I will come back. I'll fuck you until your heat goes away. I'll even let you hold me hostage up her in your nest until you're better k?”\n She sniffed sharply again, head head low in shame. “Will you help dig hole so Tita can lay eggs?” She flexed her hands such as they were. “Too hard for Tita to dig with these. Dirt too hard, sand too hot.”\n “Yeah I'll dig the hole.” He told her with a smile of his own. “Hey I might be the smallest warrior, but I'm still strong enough to be a warrior; won't let a hole get the better of me.” He gave her a smirk than a swat of the ass. “But in exchange I demand you fuck me until we’re both a puddle; deal?”\n That brought the smile back to her face “K.” After a moment she put her head to his chest holding him for a moment. “Tita sorry she lied. Tita knew what she brought you up for, but was afraid you say no; Tita was desperate. You only one Tita think would lay with Tita; Don’t think other males … like Tita. Had to make burning stop; was driving Tita mad.”\n “It's ok.” He said rubbing her feathers. “From what I hear, Heat is hard on only a few harpies; but it is very hard on those few.”\n She nodded then said, “It starts to hurt, not fun; scares Tita. But you make Tita happy, so Tita knew you would make Tita stop burning.” She then giggled a little and started poking two of her feathered fingers together. “Tita didn’t know Holt cock would feel so good; Tita likes it lots now.”\n After a few seconds Holt then asked, “So is that why you brought me to your nest?”\n She nodded, still prodding her fingers together. “Tita figured, even if Tita forget what she was trying to do. In nest Tita would do something to make you want to Fuck Tita. Being in Heat Tita figured she’d do something you might have found… sexy.”\n However after a few seconds he smirked at her and asked. “Is that why you don’t have any underwear?”\n That question made her face turn red. And with a nervous laugh still yet prodding her fingers like it was comforting or something. “Tita… always wet, even when not in heat; no one want to lay with Tita, say she too bird brain.” She stopped and sighed deeply, almost sounding disappointed in herself as she said. “They all get ruined… so Tita had to get rid of. But Tita found out how nice air feels on pussy when she flies; so Tita wasn’t going to get more.” She then looked down; her cheeks filling with a flush again. “Now Tita knows Holt likes Tita not wearing underwear, so Tita has better reason not to get more. Makes Holt feel lusty, maybe Holt stay with Tita.” She smiled at him, her face still broadcasting her embarrassment through her smile. “Tita likes way it makes Holt look at Tita; makes Tita feel good about self.”\n “Well.” He poked his chest then held her chin to make him look her in the eyes. “I'm a warrior of the village.” He said doing his best to fill his chest with pride, and air to make him look a little bigger; it worked for a second. “It's my job to chase the things that scare the villagers.” He cupped her breast and she chirped loudly in enjoyment. “Last I checked bird brain or not, you are part of the village. So if your heats scares you. Then Warrior Holt will simply have to fuck you until it goes away.” She smiled and pushed him down kissing his cock starting to suckle it; her heat clearly getting the best of her already muddied judgement. “Hey now, fuck I don’t want to tell you to stop; I have until high sun to talk to elder or its my ass; her words not mine. Can you fly me to the ground?”\n “Yeah.” Tita nodded instead this time kissing his cheek. “You come back right? Not just say nice words, Tita scared you not come back. Can’t go back to heat alone.”\n He pulled her into a hug, nothing sexual this time just a hug to comfort her. “This scare you that much?” To which she nodded. “Then I will come back, you have my word. Now come on, last warrior to report late, lodge elder beat his ass. And I do mean his ass; with her staff. Beat him senseless, held him down and whacked him until both cheeks were red. He did not walk right for a week; but no one else dare be late now. To her credit, she told him three different times to not be late reporting in. I say she was justified.” Once her fears were set aside, Tita agreed and carried him to the ground.\n Just as he said he left and checked in with the elder warrior at the lodge house. When she asked why he needed time off he told her, Tita was afraid. That her heat was unbearable. That she came to him begging for help, that it scared her. He told the elder warrior it was his duty as a warrior to make her unafraid, regardless of what was causing her fear. Well seems that touched the old harpy's heart. She told him, 'that was a good answer' and told him he had better check in next week to the day. Or he would get the staff up his ass, brandishing it threateningly; well mock threateningly she laughed as she did it. He agreed and left. When he found her again Tita was indeed suffering a rather potent stroke of her heat. Found her sitting knees hiked desperately digging into her sex, doing far more harm then good. She started crying when he greeted her, the now happy harpy lavishing him with kisses. Thanking him for coming back then instantly begging him to fuck her; she must have repeated the words ‘fuck Tita please’ twenty times in as many seconds. He told her “I told you you could keep me in your nest. It's where you feel safest right?” She agreed and despite the fact he really hated heights he was willing to do this. Why? She cried; and as a warrior he would do anything to stop her tears.\n\n “Now than.” The Storyteller said as he walked out onto the stage. “To save us from another part two, allow me this moment to share with you; what will happen with these two.” He held up a picture. “Current medium aside, allow me to narrate what is in the picture. The picture I hold in my hand is a picture of Holt and Tita. she is standing behind him, her tits on his head, yes she's that much taller than him; all legs though. She is naked he is blushing, but he clearly wouldn’t want to be anywhere else, it is a happy blush. In the picture with the two are seven young harpies, all female; it seems male harpies are rare. All the young harpies have cheetah-like ears. Their feathers being the same canary yellow base as Tita also sport a cheetah print pattern; seems yes he could fertilize her eggs. It's just no one ever told him he could. Tita looks like she couldn't be happier and frankly Holt looks like he's wondering what he got himself into but he is happy, genuinely happy.” The Storyteller laughs softly looking at the picture again. “It's the cutest thing, she calls him her big brave warrior; brags to his fellow warriors about how he saved her from the 'heat monster'. Anyway that's it for this tale, please let me know if you would like more tales from the village of Jolo down in the comments. Until the next time however take care.” He promptly gives a bow then the curtain comes down.\n\n ~End~\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Tellers Tales : OSS
The canary that caught the cat


    “Ahem” The Storyteller cleared his throat. He was on the stage once again. “I have for you today a different tale from the village of Jolo; took a little but I found an interesting one.” The curtain lifted behind him showing the tribal marketplace. Stepping in The Teller walked into the market; none noticed him, like he wasn't there. ”It has been four months now since well let's be frank since I created this little village.” He pointed toward where the fishermen were cleaning fish. Watching and wondering if she wanted one was Fina, the young expecting mother to be. Her belly had grown to a much bigger size. “She and Jic are happy and looking forward to her birth.” Said male rushed up behind her. He hugged her from behind then put a hand made bead necklace around her neck; to say she was sweetly surprised would be putting it plainly. She admired the gift, Jic giving her a happy if dopey little smile when she leaned in and kissed his nose. “Would you like to know what she'll be having? Two girls one boy, the boy being the youngest of the litter; even if by a few minutes. This is going to make their collective family very happy.” He smiled at the happy much in love couple that honestly made all around smile and go awww; older females recalling their youth and carrying their first cub. Same for older males remembering being as giddy as Jic being a father for the first time, and doting on their mate. “The bead necklace seems to be a traditional gift from male to female to profess love, and wish for easy birth always hand made. But today we're not here for these two, cute as they still are together.”
    He states as he keeps walking, leaving the two cuddling wolves behind. He kept walking until finally he came across a male armed with a spear and what passed for light armor. “Today we are here for Holt here.” He said, making a hand gesture to the male in question. “A cheetah morph, male, nineteen years of age, roughly five two, eighty seven pounds soaking wet. He is teased by most for being the smallest warrior of the tribe; however he can clear a ten k in five minutes so talk shit he'll challenge you to a race.” The young warrior fiddled with his spear, standing watch for anything that might threaten the tribe. Despite being the smallest warrior he took his job seriously; he was one of the first and last lines of defense. With a laugh the Storyteller then says, “He is about to be relieved, and shenanigans will ensue. I shall leave you to it, and not spoil anything.” He gave a bow, snapped his fingers then vanished in the flurry of pages.

    Left behind, Holt was still standing watch; looking out into what seemed like a savanna. Watching for anything be it a beast or monster. However a few males approached after a short time. “Hey Holt!” One male called out a wolf with light gray fur. Looking back the cheetah looked to and greeted his fellow warriors. “We here to take place. Go get drink and food, you've earned, hot today.”
    Holt nodded patting the wolf's arm as he walked past. “Thanks, I will do that.”
    “Anything out of ordinary?” the other male another cat, in this case a lion, asked.
    “EH not much.” Holt responded. “Spotted big boar, stamping around a ways off; might want to keep eye out for it. Few goblins they didn't try anything, four of them doubt they will; still keep eye out”
    The wolf nodded, patting the smaller males shoulder. “Will do, go take break tiny.”
    The three shared a laugh before Holt fired back with, “I may be smaller than you; You want another race? Loser has to let lodge elder shave head again?” The wolf glanced away, rubbing his neck, the lion laughing at him. “That's what I thought.” Holt laughed before patting the wolf's back. Leaving the two behind Holt headed back into the village. First he went to the lodge reported to the elder. Once dismissed he went and ate. Got some chicken and other goodies to eat. As he ate what he wasn't aware of though.
    From on high in the branches of a tall tree, he was being … well hunted might be the word. With a smile and a chirp a harpy, bright yellow feathers from head to barely covered crotch, long bird like legs and razor sharp four inch talons. She was twenty years old, standing at a whopping six two mostly legs, c cup breast, an overall weight of seventy seven pounds. She perched on the branch and watched. After a short time he got up and hurried off. With a beat of her winged arms to took to the air following the small, big cat. Holt went to his hut, put up his spear and his armor. Having eaten he decided to go sprint, being what he was best at he liked running. He went to a stretch of space just outside the village. It was his favorite place to go running. Flat land as far as the eye can see from where he started, no trees, nothing to trip on. He stopped before he started running; deciding to stretch. Rather limber even for a cat, his stretches were watched by his feathery stalker. Again watching from a tree just outside the village, some short distance behind him. She had a few of her feathered digits in her soggy box as she perched on a branch, his stretches getting her going. Once he finished his stretching he got ready to run. She had to act; once he bolted, even flying, she wouldn't catch up. The harpy seeing her chance took off. Holt dropped down to take up a start position, but before he started his stride he heard the flapping of wings. Saw the razor sharp talons grab at his shoulders. And the cooing of the harpy as she lift him off the ground. “GAH!” Holt shouted in fright. He looked up seeing the canary colored harpy trying her best to carry him into the air. “Tita,” he snapped; the claws on his feet gripping some grass on the ground. “Let me go. GAAAAH put me down!” he yelled when he lost his grip and she managed lift off.
    “Hi Holt.” Tita chirped. “What wrong, want play?”
    “Play my ass.” Holt snapped watching the ground like a fleeing dream become farther and farther. “Put me down!” He snapped but quickly corrected himself. “Carefully, put me down carefully; do not drop me.”
    “Why not?” She asked confused “Cats land on feet right?” She was pretty high at this point. With no other choice Holt grabbed onto her legs to make sure she couldn't drop him. After a short time of flying she finally did drop him; into her nest though. It was built into the top of a large tree. This was far on the other side of the village, where the savanna was met by a forest. Tita giggled when Holt landed with a groan. She landed though softly, folding her wings down to give her arms a little more shape the few fingers her 'hands' had now able to be seen. “See see, you land on feet.” She cheered more or less showing how bird brained the girl was. A rather common trait for most of the harpies; at least the younger one’s. Most grew out of it though. “Like nest? Tita Built by self.” She told him walking over to the cat pressing her head to his chest wanting pats. Holt patted her head a few times before pushing her away.
    “That's great, you did a good job. You are a good carpenter,” Holt said before puffing out his cheeks, “Now take me back to the ground.”
    “Aww, but just got here.” Tita cried.
    “You kidnapped me.” Holt snapped back the harpy crying softly.
    “Tita wants to play though.” Tita cried seeing the cheetah becoming cross. A look of revelation crept across her face, an idea coming across her silly little mind. “Oh Tita know, want drink? Tita has purple water, and snacks. Lots of food. Uhh OOh seeds.” She looked back at him, her head between her legs, giving him a giggle “Tita likes seeds.” She started crawling toward a few baskets she had stashed in the side of the nest; rather securely strapped to the branch for the bird brain. What wasn't secure was her pussy; at all. When she turned her back to him crawling to her baskets, he could see it all; plump ass cheeks, tail feathers holding up her skirt, and her still wet pussy.
    Holt gulped eyeing the harpy's unguarded drenched sex. 'Ok, I think I see where this is going.'Tita started shaking her hips mindlessly as she got into the baskets, her soggy box like a bullseye.'Maybe I can play along... for a little.'
    Tita still flashing him her goods finally said, “Ah ha Tita got you, stupid lock.” She then started singing as she fished around for a clay jug. “Purple water, purple water, going to give to guest.” By now Holt was packing a growing stiffy, unable to tear his eyes from the dripping target waving before his eyes like a bull to a red flag.
    'She doesn't have underwear on.' Holt mused still eyeing her pussy as she started to turn toward him. Finally he worked up the nerve to ask. “Tita, why are you not wearing undergarments?”
    Tita looked back then gave him a little smile. “They get in way, so Tita stop wearing.” She went back to the basket still shaking her hips. “Plus when Tita flies,” She paused and bit her lip. “Air feels good, so Tita get rid of.”
    “Well,” Holt said now rubbing the back of his head. “Guess I can't argue with that logic.” After a few moments of Holt being unsure if she was teasing him or not she chirped. Then turned and crawled back over to him. She had a cup in one hand a small clay jug in the other.
    “Here go, purple water.” Tita Chirped. She pulled the stopper from the jug and poured the wine into the cup giving it to Holt.
    The cat accepted it. As Holt drank however he nearly spat it out as he watched the bird start to strip out of what admittedly little clothing she was in. 'She must be messing with me right? I hear most harpies are bird brains but she can't be this bad right?' He asked himself taking a deeper drink watching Tita pull out of her top then rub her feathers into her breast; letting off another pleased sounding chirpy moan when her feathers touched her nipples. “Uhh Tita, why are you getting naked?”
    Tita looked at him like he was crazy then answered back like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “It Tita's nest, Tita never wears clothes in nest.”
    Holt gulped another mouthful of the wine, she started rubbing her nipples with her feathers, chirping happily as they felt good. 'She's messing with me, she has to be messing with me. No one could be this duuuuumb...' His train of thought ran off the tracks when she sat down in front of him. Her legs splayed out putting all her bits on display. Viciously diddling her clit with her feathers, moaning and chirping very happily. Holt finished the cup and Tita chirped and took it.
    “Oh Tita’s turn.” Tita chirped, snapping up the cup. She took the cup then for whatever reason pressed her sinfully soft ass against his lap; his barbed cock pressing the crack into her plump cheeks. She cooed and chirped as she filled the cup. Once she took a sip she giggled again sending a ripple down her body, her ass rubbing his cock. “Purple water good, Tita’s turn.” She chirped taking a deep drink. After a moment of the bird gulping it down she laid back knocking him down, pressing him deeper into her crack, his cock smothered in her soft ass flesh. She chirped happily, then started fingering herself. “Purple water gooood.” Holt was dumbstruck for a second... she forgot she was sitting on him and laid down.
    “Uh Tita.” Holt said, the bird chirped.
    “OH Holt.” she promptly giggled, then rather than get off him turned over pressing his cock to her clit and her tits into his chest. “No worries your turn.” She filled the cup again then gave it too him. Her eyes glittered; for reasons of 'oh fuck she's so soft', Holt took a deep drink downing the cup as the bird rubbed herself onto him. She giggled then took the cup once he finished and drank another herself. She started rubbing herself on him, cooing about the water being good. This was however when she finally noticed the hard object poking her, the barbs grabbing at her soft flesh. It made her moan when one of his barbs grazed her clit. “Oh what this?” She chirped getting up to look.
    “Did you really forget I was male? Tita you can’t press your body on me and not get a response; hell i don’t even have a mate yet, i can’t help myself.” Holt lightly scolded. However when he saw her turn around pointing her ass and her pussy at his face. He could no longer complain; the view was breathtaking.
    He felt her wrap her feathered digits around his cock it throbbed in her hand, and she then asked. “OH? That feel good? Well Tita likes rubbing self with feathers. Tita do more than make guest feel good too.” She chirped again with a little sloshed wobble. Her pussy was dripping all over him. Holt was nearing the edge of the fuck it bucket. She was so soft, the bird brain's pussy was now dripping all over his chest. And now she was pumping his cock with her hand, and fuck her feathers felt good; no wonder she liked rubbing herself with them.
    “SO why did you bring me up here?” Holt asked his last wit trying to derail the situation.
    “Huh...” Tita asked, rubbing her chin. “Why Tita bring you up here?”
    'SHE FORGOT!?' Holt yelled in his head.
    However She then laid back down on him; legs spread, pussy pressing against his cock. "Was it to give purple water?” She asked as she rubbed against his cock. “What did Tita bring up for? Tita think it was important.” Holt however was at his limit. The growing thin thread of his self control was about to snap. Her pussy was unbelievably soft and she was soaked, so much so his cock was nearly dripping by now. Finally he had enough; not only had this bird brain kidnapped him. She brought him up to her nest, got drunk then forgot what she wanted with him. He was Done, yes with a capital D. He grabbed her hips, the bird chirping in surprise. “OH Holt what you doing down there?” She better not have forgotten she was laying on him again. That however was when she asked her first realistic question. She looked down, him holding her hips a raging erection pushing on her pussy. She looked up at him with a smile and asked, “Hey Holt, you want fuk Tita?” That was all he needed. He pushed his cock to her folds, the bird chirping sharply as he did. She was so wet it didn't take much at all to hilt her on his cock. Tita let out a loud chirpy moan when he started pumping his cock inside her. The first five minutes alone was just him rage fucking this sexy bird brain that had all but wasted his time; not to mention the kidnapping. She wasn't trying to stop him or get in his way. She all but started singing really; Chirps, moans, coos, and pleased tweets.
    “Oh fuck, your pussy is so tight, but its soft.” Holt groaned squeezing Tita around under her tits, just flat out pounding the bird.
    “Keep going, Do more.” Tita chirped holding her arms close together against her tits. “Cock feels good.”
    Holt had other ideas, for the start at least. He pulled himself out of her, then got out from under her. Tita watched as he pulled himself out of his clothes. “This is for wasting my time.” He threw a leg over her chest, his sac on her chin for a moment. She opened her mouth, but before she could ask her question, no doubt a dumb one; his cock went in it then down her throat. “You don't get to ask questions.” He told her. The harpy cock in mouth nodded. “Now, you suck that dick like its life or death.”
    “Is it?” The harpy asked with a mouth full of cock; and a genuinely confused look on her face.
    He however didn’t respond, instead he pumped his cock down her throat and ordered, “Suck.” She gave a nod and started gobbling his cock, giggled when his barbs caught something in her mouth or throat. Holt however had something of a personal question he had to find out; this felt like one of those once in a lifetime things. He eyed her pussy as she suckled his dick. One night at the lodge one of his fellow warriors bragged about laying with a harpy. About how he swore her pussy tasted like basted chicken. With another gulp Holt asked himself moving toward the harpies cunt. 'Does it really taste like basted chicken?'| The moment came, he gave her pussy a lick from bottom to clit and actually was surprised. “Holy crap,” He remarked with a red face. “It does taste like chicken, why does it taste like chicken?.” She chirped with a curious look on her face. She however moaned when after licking his lips he dove in. Holt had a fondness for chicken; of all the meats the village raised chicken was the one he wanted the most. He ate the bird out with a pure passion. She chirped around his cock as Holt got lost in quim. “Fuck.” he remarked pulling away for a breath. “Why do you taste so good?” But before she could even begin to think of a response, he dove back in. His rough tongue lashed every inch he could get it to. He nibbled on everything he could put his mouth on. He even started biting, however being tougher then she looked all it did was make her squirt. “Ooh.” Holt said, ok maybe he was a little drunk by now, as light as he is having had 4 cups of wine. “Here comes the gravy.” He said with a smirk, than latched his lips on her sex. Tita all but convulsed in orgasm spraying juices for his enjoyment. He looked back at her face, Tita lost in bliss. He however was so close. However he didn't want to drown her. He pulled himself from her throat allowing his cock to slap her cheek in the process. Tita looked at him, her eyes glossed over a little bit. But she gave him a smile as she watched him line up to start fucking her. She spread her legs about to grab him with her talons. “Hey,” Holt snapped, stopping the daggers from grabbing him. “Watch those knives, no talons.”
    Her feet flinched, her legs then relaxed to the sides out of his way. “KK” Tita chirped, rolling her head back in pleasure. Holt didn't wait for much else, he was already so close.
    “I'm going to cum in you.” Holt said lustily slamming himself in. Tita's response was a loud fluttery tweet like noise. Holt was ready, slamming his hips into hers he got lost in watching her breast bounce. Tita, seeing him looking, reached around, grabbed his head and stuffed him between her breasts. He complained for only a second, then proceeded to burst. Not stopping as he pumped his cum into her pussy, sticky ropes of it. “Wasting my time.” He uttered, getting his mouth away from her chest. “Kidnapping me. Taking me to the top of your tree. You're going to repay my wasted time with this pussy of yours.”
    “Yes yes.” Tita chirped moaning when Holt opted to put one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard. “Cock feels good, Tita been bad, punish Tita.” She chirped, rocking her hips to meet his, aiding his cock inside her.
    “Fuuck you're so tight.” Holt groaned now mindlessly pumping his cock into her, all of his barbs sticking her folds as he did. She started to like it and she clenched down on him hard, his barbs almost applying for rent, her walls mashed on him so hard. Holt cried out sharply. “TO tight to tight oh fuck.” He dropped his hands on both sides of her head. The sexy little airhead put her arms around his. She felt him start to throb inside her, then said.
    “Cum lots k.” She smiled at him pulling him back into her tits. “Cum lots and lots. Love your cock so you can cum lots in Tita. Tita let Holt cum lots in Tita. Holt not even need ask, can fuk Tita if he wants.” She paused giving him a sweet smile. “Holt only male nice to Tita, let do anything.” Holt did a mental fuck it tossing the proverbial table; he was done questioning why he was here. All he cared about right at that moment was never leaving this pussy. Her folds unlike the bird they were attached to knew what they were doing. Milking him in almost rhythmic patterns, no more than a hair's breadth between her walls and his cock. He came again, Tita tweeting happily to encourage it. Cock felt good, cum felt better; wanted more; was what was running through her silly little mind. Holt was now sensitive beyond words. It didn't take much for Tita's soggy sex to coax a third and even forth cum shot out of him, he managed to give her a tiny cum bulge as he fucked it all into her. By the time the cheetah couldn't go any more Tita's pussy was oozing the cats cum. “Aw you tired now?” Holt gave her a nod. “Can Tita have little more? Want taste.”
    Holt looked up at her then said, “Well far be it to me to leave a lady, even a dumb one, hanging.” He pushed himself up and off of the harpy, her pussy gushing a bit of cum the moment he did. His cock was still half hard, something told him he had just one more in him. Tita licked her lips as she crawled to his cock.
    “Such good cock, Tita loves. Tita clean good cock.” She said aloud cleaning his cock with her tongue lapping up cum, sucking on his barbs.
    She got overzealous about it, and biting his lip Holt warned her. “Tita, stop you're about to wear that last cum shot you want to suck down.”
    “Oh, good point.” Tita smiled patting the cat's head, uttering “good kitty”. She put him in her mouth then said. “Ohhey,” She licked around his cock for a second before trying to go on to say. “cum in mouth, Tita wants taste fresh cum.” Not that he understood what she said garbled by the cock in her mouth.
    Holt groaned god that felt good. “I can't understand you with my dick in your mouth.” She started to pull off. “No don't stop to talk. Start sucking and bob your mouth up and down my dick, that's an order suck my dick make my cum in your mouth.”
    “Ey (K)” She said doing as told. She kept looking at him as she did it. Pushing his tired cock to the back of her throat. Licking and sucking his length. All Holt could do was moan and get ready. She was an eager little turd chirping on his length as she drove him to his final climax. He groaned softly when he came. Tita got excited as his taste met her tongue, oozing from his cock head onto it. She kept him hilted in her mouth until he stopped then pulled away. She looked at him, smiling around his cock at him. After a few seconds she pulled off him, his happy cock spent “taste good, real good.” She smiled then one of her feathered digits to her chin, “Can Tita have more?”
    “Sorry Tita, I'm spent.” Holt said with a groan. The disappointed look on her face made him feel bad for some reason thinking fast he pointed to his withering cock, “Could you suck it clean for me though?”
    “OH!” Tita said with a giddy chirp. “Yes yes, Tita do that, Tita do that. Let Tita clean with mouth. Good cock deserves to be clean.” She wrapped her lips around his cock again sucking him clean even as his erection withered. Once it retreated back inside him Tita chirped “All gone, Tita loves good cock; come back soon k.” She kissed his crotch, then licked her lips claiming some of his seed that had dribbled out on them. Holt after a few moments managed to sit down.
    “So.” He started reaching over and rubbing her head. “Any luck remembering what you wanted me for?”
    “Nope.” she cooed with a smile. Cuddling into him she was in a far better mood then when they started that was for sure
    “Was afraid of that.” Holt responded. “Oh you silly little bird brain. It's a good thing you're sexy.”
    “Tita is?” She asked, surprised.
    “You are.” Holt told her. After a few seconds he tapped her leg. “Hey lift this for me, show me your pussy.”
    “Ok.” She responded with a smile. She lifted her leg exposing her pussy to him once more. “Feels good, cum is nice, very nice in pussy Tita likes. Holt was Tita’s first. Tita let Holt fuck when he wants K just tell Tita, she let Holt fill pussy more and more.”
    “I’ll hold you to that.” Holt said, sticking a finger in her. “Look at all that cum I put in you. You may be a bird brain, but you good girl.” She smiled then sat in such a way her sex was exposed to him.
    “You like Tita sit this way?” Tita asked, giddy waiting for his response.
    It took him a moment, “Yeah.” Holt said. “I would like it for you to sit that way, at least when we're alone. Don’t hide it.” He looked at her, the harpy smiling at him letting him see everything. 'Startign to feel a bit guilty about this, i'm not taking advantage of her am I? I mean sure shes a bit dumb, but if she didn't like it she would say so right?'
    “K.” Tita chirped. “Tita let Holt look whenever Holt wants.” She crawled onto him pressing her soft body onto him, Holt still done asking questions let her, grabbing handfuls of her soft ass; She chirped loudly when he did.
    By now that sun was going down, Holt being too tired to get it up then asked knuckle deep in the bird's pussy. “Hey can you take me back to the ground now? Don't think I can climb down from here.”
    “Can't.” Tita responded rocking her pussy around on his invading finger, moaning happily. They had since sat up, Tita letting Holt diddle her pussy. She then pointed to the jug they had since drained. “Not remember much, but elder bird told me no fly after purple water.” He nodded if the elders told her not to, then there was a good reason for it.
    “Guess I'm stuck here tonight then.” Holt said, pulling out of Tita's pussy.
    “That ok, you sleep with Tita then.Tita keep Holt warm, Tita feathers warm. Tita pussy warmer; Tita let you hump pussy if you want.” She cooed the words pulling him into her arms. His face in her tits. His crotch intimate with hers. “Tita happy Holt here, let Holt do anything to Tita.”
    “That sounds great.” Holt responded grinding himself into her sex. “Keep me warm then.” He had recovered enough that he started to get hard. Tita smiled feeling it and let him get hard right inside her. “I have to agree, that is a good pussy you have there.”
    “Holt look tired. Lay down, Tita turn make Holt feel good, make cum in Tita.” She told him her voice was soft and sweet. She started humping him, her pussy loving on his shaft “Tita fuk Holt now. Let him cum in Tita. Holt like that?” She asked riding his cock, her tits bouncing for his enjoyment.
    “Yeah I like that.” Holt told her, starting to purr. Letting his sexy captor hump him.
However as Tita rode him the sound of wings came on over the winds. Another harpy landed on Tita's nest and she gave a chirp in greeting. Tita kept humping Holt who’s face blushed over, he however wasn’t about to tell her to stop, he felt so good. Tita chirped back; she didn’t stop. It didn’t seem to bother the other harpy though she could see everything, Tita riding Holt’s cock, cum still dripping down her thighs. The cat looked like he got caught with the canary in his mouth. The new harpy’s head bounced watching Tita ride Holt, as Tita then said, still not stopping her riding on Holt. “Oh hi Iz. Tita little busy, rude to stop. Tita being good to guest.” She said as she waved a wing to the harpy in question. She had dark feathers and was a little taller then Tita.
    Iz responded with a smile, not even questioning the scene. “Hi Tita, see you get Holt. You ask his help?”
    Holt then asked Iz rolling his head back to look at her, she had clothes on but again no underwear. He got a good eye full of pussy perched over him as she nearly was. “Oh you know what she was going to ask me?” He pat Tita's hips she stuck her tongue out knocking her head with a knuckle
    Iz nodded then said. “She has a clutch of eggs in belly.” The bird said so frankly Holt's ears dropped. “She wanted to ask you to help dig hole so she could lay.”
    “Oh yeah.” Tita cooed humping him still. “Holt, can you help Tita dig hole to lay eggs?” She kept humping him even as the cat groaned out he was cumming. Tita tweeted happily at the warmth joining her belly
    Holt however couldn't take his eyes off of her pussy, still stuff with his cum. 'itsfineitsfineitsfine, surely I can't fertilize a harpy's eggs … right?'
    “If you help me, Tita let you fuck Tita whenever you want.” She told him with a smile.
    “You already told me I could fuck you whenever I wanted.” Holt told her, then smiling as he said. “Yeah i'll help you lay your eggs. You just keep that pussy riding my cock, not done just yet.”
    “K, Tita do that. Let Holt cum lots in Tita. Please cum lots for Tita.” Tita didn’t stop the smile creeping across the cats face telling its own story.
    “Glad I could help.” Iz said aloud as she got ready to take wing. However Holt realized too late.
    As she flew off Holt yelled. “Wait, come back, please take me to the ground.” She was gone however. Holt groaned, gripping tight the nest groaning at his own bird brain moment. “I don't like heights.”
    “Holt, you k?” Tita asked Still humping him. Holt groaning softly
    “Yeah.” Holt paused gulping after he looked up at her again. The tree was huge. Not to mention they were on a single thick and study branch from the top of the tree; he would have to be an acrobat to get out of here without wings. “Stuck here now. So that means that pussy of yours, no your whole body belongs to me tonight.”
    “Tita like that.” She smiled giving him a very happy smile. She plopped herself down on him, grinding her hips around on his shaft; getting ready to blow again. “Holt, you like fucking Tita? Does being with Tita sound good to Holt?”
    “Yeah, it does; I won’t lie. Also about to cum again so hump faster.” Holt told her and she gave him a very eager nod. He pulled her down kissing her as they humped each other. Tita came first loudly making what could only be described as bird noises, squirting in bliss. Holt groaned as he gave her another sticky filling. They both rode their highs; Holt letting her warp him in another hug, putting his head between her tits. He decided to go one better and latched his lips around one of her nipples, she was offering he took it. They laid down together in their embrace, just Holt and his bird brain. They were both spent now utterly, and cuddling together finally sleep took them.  The next morning he woke to her luscious lips on his morning wood. He laid there waking up letting her drive him to climax in her mouth. Tita then going on about how she loves the taste. She offered him food and fucked him as they ate. He asked her a question it rolled right over her head, instead she fucked him again. Holt finally figured it out after gettign fucked again; her pussy now a sticky mess. She had brought lots of food, water, purple water. She had them all stored away safely and securely then grabbed him up and started fucking his brains out. She was in heat no doubt a result of her clutch she had. But what could he do, he couldn't climb down. And she was too interested in worshiping his cock to want to let him go. And he frankly would have been an idiot not to let her worship him with her pussy like she was.
    She even begged after he realized it. “Please. Holt.” She said holding him close his cock naturally getting stiff, she was still softer than hell. “Tita doesn't like this, Tita feels hot. Tita used to be able to do by self but it not work any more. Tita only feel good with you. You make Tita feel good always. You not make fun of Tita for being bird brain. You make go away. Tita will make you feel good, real good; Tita promises. Please help Tita. Tita make you feel good. Tita promises to be good girl.” She was sobbing on his shoulder now. It was true, he had heard several of the others were making fun of her. She got ditsy all the time, forgot what she was doing, lost her train of thought mid sentence; he watched one day a few younger males teaseing her about it. SHe didn't realzie what htey were doing however. He didn't want to be one of those that made her sad; watched her cry one day after she realized the people she had been talking to were actually making fun of her. But all he did was offer her a fish one day when he saw she was crying; caught it himself, was going to be his lunch. But the way her face lit up when he did, he didn't regret having some of his dried jerky instead. He would talk to her in passing by. Help her when she needed it. He had helped her gather a bit of the thatching she used in her nest; she had forgotten that though.
    “Hey it's ok.” Holt told her, rubbing her feathered head. She sniffed and hugged him again. “I'll help you out I promise. I have to let the elder warrior know that I must take time though, or I’ll get in trouble; you don't want me to get in trouble right?” She shook her head no and gave a sharp sniff. “So, here's what I say we do.” She chirped loudly as he ‘pet’ her pussy she still sat in such a way to give him access; it actually worked to get her to calm down after a few moments. “You take me to the ground. I will tell the elder warrior that I want to come back and take care of you. She's a nice elder. She will give me blessing, but I must ask it or I will no longer be a warrior. I will come back. I'll fuck you until your heat goes away. I'll even let you hold me hostage up her in your nest until you're better k?”
    She sniffed sharply again, head head low in shame. “Will you help dig hole so Tita can lay eggs?” She flexed her hands such as they were. “Too hard for Tita to dig with these. Dirt too hard, sand too hot.”
    “Yeah I'll dig the hole.” He told her with a smile of his own. “Hey I might be the smallest warrior, but I'm still strong enough to be a warrior; won't let a hole get the better of me.” He gave her a smirk than a swat of the ass. “But in exchange I demand you fuck me until we’re both a puddle; deal?”
    That brought the smile back to her face “K.” After a moment she put her head to his chest holding him for a moment. “Tita sorry she lied. Tita knew what she brought you up for, but was afraid you say no; Tita was desperate. You only one Tita think would lay with Tita; Don’t think other males … like Tita. Had to make burning stop; was driving Tita mad.”
    “It's ok.” He said rubbing her feathers. “From what I hear, Heat is hard on only a few harpies; but it is very hard on those few.”
    She nodded then said, “It starts to hurt, not fun; scares Tita. But you make Tita happy, so Tita knew you would make Tita stop burning.” She then giggled a little and started poking two of her feathered fingers together. “Tita didn’t know Holt cock would feel so good; Tita likes it lots now.”
    After a few seconds Holt then asked, “So is that why you brought me to your nest?”
    She nodded, still prodding her fingers together. “Tita figured, even if Tita forget what she was trying to do. In nest Tita would do something to make you want to Fuck Tita. Being in Heat Tita figured she’d do something you might have found… sexy.”
    However after a few seconds he smirked at her and asked. “Is that why you don’t have any underwear?”
    That question made her face turn red. And with a nervous laugh still yet prodding her fingers like it was comforting or something. “Tita… always wet, even when not in heat; no one want to lay with Tita, say she too bird brain.” She stopped and sighed deeply, almost sounding disappointed in herself as she said. “They all get ruined… so Tita had to get rid of. But Tita found out how nice air feels on pussy when she flies; so Tita wasn’t going to get more.” She then looked down; her cheeks filling with a flush again. “Now Tita knows Holt likes Tita not wearing underwear, so Tita has better reason not to get more. Makes Holt feel lusty, maybe Holt stay with Tita.” She smiled at him, her face still broadcasting her embarrassment through her smile. “Tita likes way it makes Holt look at Tita; makes Tita feel good about self.”
    “Well.” He poked his chest then held her chin to make him look her in the eyes. “I'm a warrior of the village.” He said doing his best to fill his chest with pride, and air to make him look a little bigger; it worked for a second. “It's my job to chase the things that scare the villagers.” He cupped her breast and she chirped loudly in enjoyment. “Last I checked bird brain or not, you are part of the village. So if your heats scares you. Then Warrior Holt will simply have to fuck you until it goes away.” She smiled and pushed him down kissing his cock starting to suckle it; her heat clearly getting the best of her already muddied judgement. “Hey now, fuck I don’t want to tell you to stop; I have until high sun to talk to elder or its my ass; her words not mine. Can you fly me to the ground?”
    “Yeah.” Tita nodded instead this time kissing his cheek. “You come back right? Not just say nice words, Tita scared you not come back. Can’t go back to heat alone.”
    He pulled her into a hug, nothing sexual this time just a hug to comfort her. “This scare you that much?” To which she nodded. “Then I will come back, you have my word. Now come on, last warrior to report late, lodge elder beat his ass. And I do mean his ass; with her staff. Beat him senseless, held him down and whacked him until both cheeks were red. He did not walk right for a week; but no one else dare be late now. To her credit, she told him three different times to not be late reporting in. I say she was justified.” Once her fears were set aside, Tita agreed and carried him to the ground.
    Just as he said he left and checked in with the elder warrior at the lodge house. When she asked why he needed time off he told her, Tita was afraid. That her heat was unbearable. That she came to him begging for help, that it scared her. He told the elder warrior it was his duty as a warrior to make her unafraid, regardless of what was causing her fear. Well seems that touched the old harpy's heart. She told him, 'that was a good answer' and told him he had better check in next week to the day. Or he would get the staff up his ass, brandishing it threateningly; well mock threateningly she laughed as she did it. He agreed and left. When he found her again Tita was indeed suffering a rather potent stroke of her heat. Found her sitting knees hiked desperately digging into her sex, doing far more harm then good. She started crying when he greeted her, the now happy harpy lavishing him with kisses. Thanking him for coming back then instantly begging him to fuck her; she must have repeated the words ‘fuck Tita please’ twenty times in as many seconds. He told her “I told you you could keep me in your nest. It's where you feel safest right?” She agreed and despite the fact he really hated heights he was willing to do this. Why? She cried; and as a warrior he would do anything to stop her tears.

    “Now than.” The Storyteller said as he walked out onto the stage. “To save us from another part two, allow me this moment to share with you; what will happen with these two.” He held up a picture. “Current medium aside, allow me to narrate what is in the picture. The picture I hold in my hand is a picture of Holt and Tita. she is standing behind him, her tits on his head, yes she's that much taller than him; all legs though. She is naked he is blushing, but he clearly wouldn’t want to be anywhere else, it is a happy blush. In the picture with the two are seven young harpies, all female; it seems male harpies are rare. All the young harpies have cheetah-like ears. Their feathers being the same canary yellow base as Tita also sport a cheetah print pattern; seems yes he could fertilize her eggs. It's just no one ever told him he could. Tita looks like she couldn't be happier and frankly Holt looks like he's wondering what he got himself into but he is happy, genuinely happy.” The Storyteller laughs softly looking at the picture again. “It's the cutest thing, she calls him her big brave warrior; brags to his fellow warriors about how he saved her from the 'heat monster'. Anyway that's it for this tale, please let me know if you would like more tales from the village of Jolo down in the comments. Until the next time however take care.” He promptly gives a bow then the curtain comes down.

    ~End~

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