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WARNING: This story contains scenes of penectomy (removal of the penis) and has scenes of a homosexual nature. If you don't like any of these, you may be best closing the story now ;)", "writing": "WARNING: This story contains scenes of penectomy (removal of the penis) and has scenes of a homosexual nature. If you don't like any of these, you may be best closing the story now\n\nContact: Iafri Naðra\nTarget: … Me\nAge: 30\nSpecies: Secretary Bird\nRemove: Penis\nReason: My boss asked me out, and I don't think he knows I'm a guy! I don’t know what will happen if he finds out, and I CANNOT lose this job! Ugh, I REALLY, REALLY don't want to do this but... It needs gone.\nSpecial requests: Let me cum? Please?\n\n\nThe soft thud of a corner of an envelope hitting the bottom of a solid metal box behind the brick wall the letterbox was set into could be heard by the secretary bird, a sudden heaviness being felt in the pit of his stomach. \n\n“NO WAIT!!” he said, his head and tail feathers suddenly splaying, trying jam his hand into the letterbox to grab the letter and pull it back feeling a sudden change of mind! He struggled, trying to reach in, taloned fingers reaching nowhere near as far as he’d need, to retrieve the small envelope he had just posted. It didn’t help that his ‘hand’ was a part of his wing… And this change of heart after he’d spent a good ten minutes holding the envelope hovering around the small slit of the letter box arguing with himself in his head whether he should or should not do this…\n\nBut as he grappled and tried fishing a feather, carefully inside… he realised this was hopeless. It was done, the letter was sent and short of smashing his way through the brick wall the letterbox was set into, there was no getting it back… And knowing the little information he did about the person who took letters from the other side, it probably wasn’t the best thing to smash up one of their contact points. \n\nIafri stood there, looking at the letterbox for a moment longer, reluctantly accepting he had doomed his dick to the fate that was in store for it now, and turned to walk back up the narrow alleyway back into the street where life carried on as if nothing had happened, and that he hadn’t just put a hit on his own beloved dick… \n\nIafri was a pretty looking secretary bird, and being a secretary bird, he always liked to look as pretty as he could make himself. After all, what was more masculine than splaying out your tail feathers, head feathers and then top it all off by a beautiful display of wing feathers to make yourself look as beautiful as possible?! To add to this, he always felt that woman’s clothes were the prettiest, adding to his beauty by giving him touches of sparkle, revealing more of his beautiful plumage and certainly in his eyes, making him so much more irresistible to those looking at him… and apparently his boss.\n\nFor this particular ‘mission’ however, he’d decided to go out in clothes no one would recognise him in… A plain looking cloth poncho, and grey sweatpants. He had his hood up, keeping his pretty head plumage hidden, so all that could be seen from the side would be his hooked beak. \n\nAs he walked back towards his apartment, he started to think back to what had happened a couple of days ago… His boss had come out from his office, and asked him out on a date… which he had immediately accepted! After all, his boss had always been kind to him… but, it was after his boss had headed out that he realised something he’d never really thought about until now. He had often referred to him as ‘she’ or ‘her’ which he'd dismissed as joking, and Iafri had always come to work in pretty dresses, crop tops and other female attire. He was his boss’ secretary, and suddenly everything started to slot into place… His boss thinks he’s a girl. \n\nThe problem was, he needed this job. He couldn’t afford to lose it. He needed to keep paying for all the pretty things he’d got himself to wear – all those shiny pretty dresses, and ribbons and sparkly brooches didn’t pay for themselves. And then - there was the rent on his apartment… He absolutely needed this job!\n\nIafri’s stomach churned as he thought over how awkward and uncomfortable it would have been if he’d gone on this date and his boss ended up finding out he had a dick… And though he loved his dick – it being one of the two parts of his body he loved the most - if it meant he could keep his job, and not lose EVERYTHING (else) ... his dick would need to go. And at least he would still have his beautiful tail. This being the other part of him he loved the most, which rather than regular secretary bird tails, was slender, almost like that of a lion’s but with no fur, culminating in a beautiful feathery plume, which he always drew extra attention to with a beautiful pink ribbon tied in a bow around it just below the feathers.\n\nHe slowly plodded his way up the stairs to his apartment, still trying to process exactly what he’d just unleashed on himself. He turned the key in the door, letting himself in and looked over his apartment, just how he’d left it. Though this time, it was as if in his head – he’d already lost his dick. He’d gone out as a whole bird, and now his dick was somehow already gone; assigned to trash… The feeling was similar to how it feels to enter a house after new year, there was something days gone by to it, and he couldn’t help but yearn for what was, when he didn’t know the time he had left with his precious dick – was ticking down with every passing minute. \n\nHe moved his hand down to his crotch, rubbing himself gently through his sweatpants, his soft downy feathers that stretched from his tummy down to his legs inside softly pressing down on himself. He could feel his soft length inside of him slowly starting to slip forward a little toward his slit. \n\nAs Iafri’s body grew more excited he began to let out quiet chirping noises now and then as he could feel the tip of his dick now begin to peek from his slit hidden inside those soft sweatpants he had on.\n\nHe wandered into the lounge and sat down on the sofa, his hand once more returning to his now tenting crotch. His tapered length inside was pushing his pants out prominently to the point where it would no longer stretch, and he could feel the tip being pushed back up towards him, slipping over the soft grey inner material, rapidly moving for the waistband. \n\nHis dick twitched and moved slightly inside, the tip starting to probe the feathers pushed against his stomach where the elasticated waistband pushed up against him. One of the many things he loved about his length, was it was prehensile. It was a beautiful tapered bird cock which had all the sensitivity of any other guy’s dick, but mostly made up of muscles that he had full control over… Secretary birds were once known for their hunting of snakes – and now and then when he fancied, he would writhe his length around like a snake and indulge himself in closing his beak around it to taste that delicious ‘snake’s secrets. \n\nIafri continued rubbing gently, his tip now pushing up from his waistband, slipping free and out into the warm air of the apartment. He moved his hand up, to tease at the tip – that oh so sensitive spot which started to dribble a little with pre… \n\nHe couldn’t believe this precious oh so familiar part of him which he’d had so much fun with for so much of his life was doomed… how could he have done this to himself?! But just as that thought went through his mind, the counter thought came of how it was necessary, and that he needed to get the most he could from his dick now, as at any moment the person he had just hired, could turn up – and his dick would be nothing more than a pretty ornament for the raccoon’s collection.\n\nHe briefly paused his touching to slide the sweatpants down and kicked them off, freeing his precious member up to be fully accessed as it grew. It was already at least 10 inches in length, but it was showing no sign of slowing as he grasped it towards his slit, slowly and gently teasing a finger along its underside, the flexing length pushing back a little as he did.\n\nIafri imagined his length in some morbid fascination, severed from him, horrified at the idea – but in doing so, it seemed to help him appreciate every little sensation of touch as his fingers gently teased himself, the sensation of his length gliding past his slit, filling it up as it grew wider, and the feeling of pre starting to dribble from its very tip… He moaned quietly, now looking at his fully engorged dick in its full 18 inches of glory. \n\nHe moved his head down, the tip of his beak resting on the tip of his dick just a little, his slender tongue slipping out to lick over the upper side letting out a quiet moan. \n\nBoth his hands moved down to take hold of that precious meat, rubbing up and down it firmly, as he lifted his beak from the tip, a string of pre drawing out as he did, moving his head backwards in another gasp, feeling his dick throbbing and pulsing in his hand. Those horrifying thoughts of his dick being taken from him now pervading his mind, knowing this most private part of him that was about to give him ecstasy once again was on borrowed time…\n\nHe started to breathe heavier, his head pressing back into the back cushion of the sofa, his beak open and eyes closed, moving his hands up and down his quivering length. Its pre slickening up the smooth sensitive flesh helping his hands glide up and down with extra ease.\n\nHe squeezed tighter, his body tensing up – feeling himself almost at the very brink! ‘I’m going to miss this so much!!!’ he thought to himself as he suddenly hit his peak… His length pulsed as his climax hit, feeling his seed shooting up the length from its base to its very tip – spurting ropes up into the air, over his beak and across the chest of his hoodie.\n\nWhere most guys would have usually ebbed, Iafri just continued – more of his precious seed firing from his length – as his climax continued for a few more seconds – the bird seed spattering across the whole of his hoodie before finally calming to a slow dribble as the afterglow set in.\n \nHe let out a long slow happy sigh, followed by a couple more quiet chirps, loving the feel of his length starting to soften and retreat while still coated in the last of his cream escaping its tip… He was sure going to miss his dick when it was gone… \n\nAfter a few minutes to get over the after glow he sat back up and noticed that sitting on the sofa wasn’t the smartest idea, having managed to liberally spatter the cushions with his goo. A dribble of cum slowly started to drip from his beak as he grabbed a towel from the kitchen and started to clean himself - and the sofa up. \n\nThe evening went by with him ordering in something as a treat; Sushi. It had been a heck of a thing to get himself to go put a hit on his own dick, and he was going to make sure he had something to reward himself! The rest of his evening was spent jerking and sucking himself off as much as he could to the point where his length was so sensitive it almost felt sore as it retreated back into himself one more time before bed, and his usually vast quantity of seed had been reduced to a clear trickle… And with that he took himself to bed, exhausted from the night’s escapades. \n\n\nThe squeaking of his alarm going off at 6:30am woke him up with a start…\n\nHe rubbed his eyes as he sat up and tapped at the phone on his bedside cabinet to shut it up… Time to make himself look pretty for work! \n\nHe slid himself out of bed and dressed himself in a pretty black dress which showed off his slender figure while revealing lots of pretty feathers round his arms and chest, then fixed a pretty red rose into the D ring of the black collar he wore round his neck.\n\nChecking himself in the mirror, he tidied up his feathers, making sure his head feathers were preened just right, his eyelashes were nice and long, and the pretty pink bow on his tail was set just right. With one final bit of beak-buffing to bring up his natural shine, he was ready for the day – and set off to work with his cup of coffee in hand. \n\nIt was a typical day – nothing much different to usual, arranging his boss’ meetings, dealing with those who were coming to see him, and making sure his boss’ lunch was ordered and delivered on time. But as the afternoon was drawing to a close, the light on his desk phone came on, and it rang. The display was showing the caller to be his boss. \n\nHe picked up. “Yes sir, how can I help?” he asked politely.\n\n“Could you come in here for a moment Iffy?” his boss asked \n\nThough he wasn’t entirely sold on the nickname his boss gave him, he didn’t mind it too much as it still sounded kind of cute. He would prefer ‘Tweets’ as that’s what his friends called him – but it was what it was. “Sure sir, I’ll be there right away” he replied before hanging up and padding round the corner, entering the office. \n\nThe door opened to the sight of a well-built tiger dressed in a smart suit with a dark blue tie looking over his desk at the secretary bird who happened to also be - his secretary. \n\nIafri smiled at him before closing the door behind and walking over to the front of the desk “How can I help sir?” he asked \n\n“Well,” the tiger said, standing up “I just wanted to see you privately…” he said before clearing his throat and standing up, the chair spinning freely for a moment as he walked around the desk to come up along side the secretary bird. “It always annoys me how we have to be so formal out in the main building, so at least here, for the moment I can see your beauty and just look at you.” He said bringing a hand up to Iafri’s cheek gently.\n\nThe secretary bird blushed deeply, loving being told how beautiful he was, and gently pushed back at the hand of his boss with his cheek “Thank you sir. I.. I’m looking forward to our date next week, where I know the food is going to be as amazing as ... as the company” he replied, before making a chirping noise, his heart now racing in his chest.\n\nThe tiger smiled warmly “Just call me Nate when we’re in private… no need for the sirs.” He said before running a hand onto Iafri’s tummy and down a little further “after all, there won’t need to be any formality after the meal either” he added, his voice dropping to a more seductive tone \n\n“Oh…” Iafri replied, “Heck! I … I .. I guess not si-Nate” he said blushing deeper and his beak dropping down to look down at the hand still moving downwards.\n\nThe tiger’s hand didn’t pause though, moving lower still, pushing into the bird’s crotch gently, a finger teasing just a little bit firmer “And maybe we can get to discover a little more about ourselves then too…” \n\nIafri’s eyes went wide, feeling his boss groping at him gently. It felt good, but that was the problem! He could feel himself getting excited – the part of himself he didn’t want his boss to discover any more about – his dick starting to stir, slipping forwards! If it started to poke, this would be it! His job would be over, his dick would be doomed and suddenly he would loose not just his dick, but his job as well!! “OH GOSH Nate!” he said a little louder than if he hadn’t been so nervous “I cant wait!” \n\nThe tiger’s eyebrow raised just a little sensing the nervousness in Iafri’s voice, removing his hand from the bird’s crotch “I’m sorry Iffy, if this was a bit sudden… I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable” \n\nIafri shook his head over vigorously, his beak a blur “No! no, it’s ok! It … it’s just maybe we should keep it special for … for the night of the date?” he said blushing still and feeling the tip of his dick now sticking from his slit beneath his dress, starting to poke at the material. \n\n“Of course! We should be professional at work and leave the naughty business for then shouldn’t we!” Nate grinned and walked round to his desk again. \n\nAs his boss turned away, Iafri looked down and spotted his poking length was now obviously starting to tent out his dress a little, and looking back at the tiger as he turned, he swiftly brought his hands down ‘casually’ to his crotch to cover anything that really didn’t need to be seen, his cheeks still flushed red.\n\nThe tiger continued “So, I think it’s only fair to raise your salary. You work very hard for me Iffy, and have never let me down. So, I’m going to double it. Now, don’t expect it all in one go. The board has a ridiculous policy in place that says you can’t raise someone’s pay any more than 25% in one go, so it will happen over the course of the year.” \n\nThough the news was amazing, Iafri couldn’t help but be distracted by the fact his dick was now pressing into his hands “Oh!! Wow!” he said trying to sound sincere “Thank you s-Nate! I can’t thank you enough!” he said, trying to stay as casual as he could, but knowing he needed to get away from this situation, because he couldn’t have his dick wreck this now! He needed an exit … “Would you like me to go order you your favourite coffee? With the cream and toffee sauce?” he asked \n\nThe tiger smiled and nodded “Yes, I think that would be a great idea. And don’t forget to get one for yourself as well, or at least whatever you would like.” \n\n“Thank you, Nate!” Iafri replied, turning, but keeping his hands over his crotch and hurriedly walking towards the door, just wanting to get out as quickly as possible …\n\n“Oh and Iffy?” Nate called out\n\nIafri turned his head more than he would have done normally so he didn’t have to turn his body as much “Yes?” \n\n“Nothing, just wanted to see your pretty beak one more time.” The tiger cooed \n\nIafri stuck his tongue out cutely at the tiger. He turned back to the door, letting himself out, closing the door behind him and letting out a large sigh of relief… ‘That was way too close…’ he thought to himself.\n\n\nThe last hour of the afternoon went smoothly, and Nate headed off at his usual time of 4:30pm – with Iafri finally heading out at just gone 5pm.\n\nHe headed home and welcomed the warmth of his cosy apartment as he stepped through the door, closing it behind him and walking into his bedroom. \n\nHe took off his dress, and the rose, and slipped on some comfy cotton pyjama bottoms, thinking about how lucky he’d been today for his boss to not have seen or even felt his dick today… It was too close for comfort…\n\nHe chirped quietly to himself as he walked out of his bedroom and then heard a knock on the apartment door. \n\nHe tilted his head slightly, trying to think; had he expected anyone? He’d not ordered any food? … Maybe it was a delivery. \n\nHe walked over and unlatched the door, opening it up to find a raccoon standing there in a blue delivery driver’s uniform, complete with a blue cap with the company’s logo on. “Hi!” Iafri said \n\n“I’m here to collect the item you ordered collecting.” The raccoon replied grinning \n\nIafri’s expression changed from a happy polite expression to one of shock “Oh uh …” he started before once again chirping … he cleared his throat “Maybe ... you should come in, I need to get it ready…” \n\nThe raccoon nodded and stepped in past the bird looking at the apartment as it opened out in front of him.\n\nIafri closed the door and turned to the raccoon, wanting to make sure this was the raccoon he was expecting, and not just a mistaken delivery driver collecting from the wrong house “So, you … you are here to collect … something personal, yes?” \n\nThe raccoon turned round and grinned, taking his hat off “Very, personal.”\n\nIafri’s stomach sank. He thought he had had more time! He was desperately wanting to get something out of his system from the groping he’d had earlier today “Oh heck… now?” he blinked and chirped\n\nTwomasks nodded taking the bag he had over his shoulder off and set it on the sofa “Now. I don’t get many requests to cut off their own dick. You must really need to keep your job!” he snickered \n\nIafri nodded slowly… “So…. About my special request… will you let me cum one last time?” he asked\n\nThe raccoon sighed “Yes, I suppose so. I don’t do this much as it tends to get messy – but, a job is a job hm? And so long as you’re paying, and I get to keep your dick – it’s all good.” He said pulling out a few different implements. \n\n“Thank you!” Iafri replied with a relieved tone… He knew his dick was about to be cut from him, but at least he could have one last moment with it… \n\nTwomasks walked over to the bird and looked him over “Yeah, you are kinda pretty. I see how he could get the wrong end of the stick. But – that stick is mine now, as per your request… so let’s see what you have hidden away down there hm?” he said kneeling down and gently slipping the bird’s pyjama bottoms down, letting them bunch up around his feet. \n\nIafri blushed deeply as he felt his pyjamas drop to the floor, knowing the raccoon’s nose was level to his crotch, and feeling the raccoon’s hand move up, exploring at his sensitive slit. He let out a quiet gasp.\n\nThe raccoon smirked “There’s going to be some space in here after I’m done today, so I guess your boss will never know you were a guy, when he’s fucking the place you used to keep your own dick” he said with a chuckle \n\nThe secretary bird nodded slowly “Yeah, but I wish I didn’t have to lose my dick, I love my dick…” he said as he felt the tip slip from his slit, the raccoon’s hand wasting no time in grasping at it and teasing at the underside. “Ohhh… I ... I don’t get people touching me much” he said with a quiet moan\n\n“And even less soon!” Twomasks said grinning, feeling the bird’s dick growing into his hand – six inches already having emerged from the warm protective home it had always sought refuge, and still growing. There wasn’t anything on the information he’d been given to say what kind of dick the bird had, or how big it was, but going on the tapered end, and how it was showing no sign of slowing – he had guessed this bird was a pretty well-endowed guy.\n\nIafri chirped again, then moaned as his dick continued to grow from his slit, the warm length squirming a little in the raccoon’s grasp as he teased and rubbed at it. \n\nTwomasks admired the bird’s dick as it grew past the 10 inches mark, feeling it twisting a little on itself, pressing at his hand a little as the prehensile length grew still to its full 18 inches. “This is quite the dick to loose.” He commented, looking up at the bird, finding Iafri looking right back down at him \n\n“I…I know... I … I don’t want to loose it! Really, I don’t! But I don’t have a choice! Even today, my boss almost found out! ... Tomorrow, he wont be able to…” He said, still not quite believing he was allowing this to happen. \n\nTwomasks grinned and reached for his heated knife, pressing the button on the side and letting the blade heat up. “One thing that makes dicks like these better than most? Its prehensile.” He says teasing the tip, and feeling the whole dick squirm “That means I don’t need bands, as you aren’t going to bleed out like most wimpy guys… You’d think with guys being typically ‘tough’ – they’d not have this floppy bit of them that could just be lopped off and it would be the end of them without bands, would you...” he said in a tone which showed he’d obviously thought about this a great deal\n\nIafri blinked and nodded slowly, never remotely having thought about this problem “I … guess?” he replied, his cheeks still blushing deep red.\n\nTwomasks brought the glowing knife blade to the base of the impressive, tapered dick, a drip of pre already escaping the tip as the heat of the blade was felt by the nervous bird looking down at what was going on.\n\n“WAIT!” the bird cried out “You said you would let me cum one more time!”\n\nTwomasks smirked “Yes, you are free to cum whenever you like.” He said before pushing the blade down into the sensitive flesh.\n\nIafri let out a squeak as he felt the hot blade hiss and begin to cut into his precious dick! The pain wasn’t as bad as he’d expected, as the blade was searing nerve endings before they could send pain signals back, and in desperation he reached down with both hands, grasping his cock, starting to jerk himself off as it was being cut into!\n\nTwomasks kept slicing through, methodically and slowly – ensuring it was a clean cut, even with the bird jerking off the very meat he was cutting through. \n\nThe secretary bird gasped and squeaked, trying to savour every single sensation from his dick, squeezing and gliding his hands back and forth on it – starting to feel small tingles as the knife severed nerve after nerve... sometimes at the base, other times further up – only for that spot to instantly go numb, while the rest continued to feed back pleasure... \n\nHis length squirmed and throbbed in his hands – desperately jerking off, trying to get that last orgasm before it’s too late!! He can feel more of his dick going numb, his length starting to move slightly unnaturally as the raccoon cut through more of his precious meat, and becoming more loosely attached to him! \n\nThe knife was relentless, almost halfway through the bird’s cock, and Iafri could feel his dick starting to twitch and jerk back at his grip, muscles in his length which had now been severed from him starting to fire as a form of self-preservation similar to how a lizard’s tail would flail if it was bitten off… He was so close! … one of his hands concentrated on his tip, the pre drooling from it helping his hand slide easier, the other further down, being careful to not intrude on the raccoon’s work, and all the while more tingles and sensations as more of his dick was cut free...\n\nThen, it hit. He squawked loudly as his half severed dick pulsed as best it could, firing his seed from its tip as one final orgasm spread from his length, through his crotch and filling his body with pleasure… \n\nRopes of the bird’s seed landed in wet splats on the carpet of the apartment behind the raccoon who smirked, feeling the length pulsing, the force of the bird’s seed inside being felt against the underside as he cut more firmly now… He wanted his prize… \n\nAs Iafri panted heavily, his dick still in his hands, as Twomasks sliced through the final bit of flesh holding his precious dick to his body - and his beloved cock came free in his hands. He blinked as his now severed length started squirming more wildly, flicking the last of his seed about the room as he struggled to keep a grip on it with how slick it now was. \n\nTwomasks snickered as he stood up, watching the bird trying to hold onto his once most private body part, while it actively tried to evade being held onto by its former owner. He reached out and grasped the base firmly with a clawed hand and pulled it free from the secretary bird’s grasp. \n\nIafri felt his length slip from his hands, as he watched the raccoon take possession of his dick… It was like a dream, watching his severed dick, slowly calming down in its writhing while being held up by someone else… \n\nTwomasks reached down and grasped it further along its length, slowly moving his hand back and forth over the cum-slick meat as it gradually began to slow to just mere twitches..\n\nThe bird watched on, seeing his severed cock being teased, and yet there was no feeling, only numbness in his crotch… the stump of his dick had already retreated back into his body, and his slit was feeling especially empty as he felt the afterglow fade… \n\nThe raccoon smirked and looked at the bird’s slit and then – lifted the tip of the severed dick up and slipped it just a little inside. \n\nIafri gasped, feeling the warmth of his own dick’s tip slip inside of his slit, where it had once always been, but it seemed entirely different, going in the wrong way!\n\nTwomasks snickered “Looks like your slit may be able to accept dicks which aren’t yours just fine!” he said \n\nThe statement wasn’t lost on Iafri… That length slipping just a little into his slit was no longer his … “W…What are you going to do with it?” he asked looking a little sad, knowing this was the last he was going to see of it.\n\n“Well,” the raccoon said, sliding the length back out of the bird’s completely empty slit “I think I’m going to keep it. I will make a nice trophy don’t you think?” \n\nThe secretary bird nodded again “I... guess so...” \n\nTwomasks grinned “And maybe Nikki will want to use it as a dildo some time… she does like using the larger ones for some fun.” \n\nIafri blinked, the idea of his dick being used as some kind of toy to pleasure others instead of himself suddenly becoming a thing in his mind as he watched the raccoon pack up his knife and slide his severed dick into his bag, bending it a little so it would fit. \n\nTwomasks finally stood up and his gaze was drawn briefly to the window in front of the apartment… He didn’t make a big deal out of it, but from what he’d spotted… he knew he was going to have to deal with something else it seemed, before he could head back to base. \n\nThe raccoon lifted the now heavier bag back onto his shoulder “Good luck with your boss! I’ll waive the fee this time as your dick is bigger than I thought it was going to be! Enjoy being the dickless hen you are now I guess!” he said before turning and heading out of the apartment a little more sharply than he would have done otherwise, intent on dealing with this additional ‘problem’.\n\nIafri stood there a moment... It had all ended so suddenly… He looked to the carpet where the ropes of his cum still sat slowly soaking in from where they had been fired by the dick he no longer had… \n\nBut, at least his boss would never know he was a guy… He swung his tail round from behind him and hugged it tenderly. At least he still had his beautiful tail. \n\nTO BE CONTINUED…\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "WARNING: This story contains scenes of penectomy (removal of the penis) and has scenes of a homosexual nature. If you don't like any of these, you may be best closing the story now

Contact: Iafri Naðra
Target: … Me
Age: 30
Species: Secretary Bird
Remove: Penis
Reason: My boss asked me out, and I don't think he knows I'm a guy! I don’t know what will happen if he finds out, and I CANNOT lose this job! Ugh, I REALLY, REALLY don't want to do this but... It needs gone.
Special requests: Let me cum? Please?


The soft thud of a corner of an envelope hitting the bottom of a solid metal box behind the brick wall the letterbox was set into could be heard by the secretary bird, a sudden heaviness being felt in the pit of his stomach.

“NO WAIT!!” he said, his head and tail feathers suddenly splaying, trying jam his hand into the letterbox to grab the letter and pull it back feeling a sudden change of mind! He struggled, trying to reach in, taloned fingers reaching nowhere near as far as he’d need, to retrieve the small envelope he had just posted. It didn’t help that his ‘hand’ was a part of his wing… And this change of heart after he’d spent a good ten minutes holding the envelope hovering around the small slit of the letter box arguing with himself in his head whether he should or should not do this…

But as he grappled and tried fishing a feather, carefully inside… he realised this was hopeless. It was done, the letter was sent and short of smashing his way through the brick wall the letterbox was set into, there was no getting it back… And knowing the little information he did about the person who took letters from the other side, it probably wasn’t the best thing to smash up one of their contact points.

Iafri stood there, looking at the letterbox for a moment longer, reluctantly accepting he had doomed his dick to the fate that was in store for it now, and turned to walk back up the narrow alleyway back into the street where life carried on as if nothing had happened, and that he hadn’t just put a hit on his own beloved dick…

Iafri was a pretty looking secretary bird, and being a secretary bird, he always liked to look as pretty as he could make himself. After all, what was more masculine than splaying out your tail feathers, head feathers and then top it all off by a beautiful display of wing feathers to make yourself look as beautiful as possible?! To add to this, he always felt that woman’s clothes were the prettiest, adding to his beauty by giving him touches of sparkle, revealing more of his beautiful plumage and certainly in his eyes, making him so much more irresistible to those looking at him… and apparently his boss.

For this particular ‘mission’ however, he’d decided to go out in clothes no one would recognise him in… A plain looking cloth poncho, and grey sweatpants. He had his hood up, keeping his pretty head plumage hidden, so all that could be seen from the side would be his hooked beak.  

As he walked back towards his apartment, he started to think back to what had happened a couple of days ago… His boss had come out from his office, and asked him out on a date… which he had immediately accepted! After all, his boss had always been kind to him… but, it was after his boss had headed out that he realised something he’d never really thought about until now. He had often referred to him as ‘she’ or ‘her’ which he'd dismissed as joking, and Iafri had always come to work in pretty dresses, crop tops and other female attire. He was his boss’ secretary, and suddenly everything started to slot into place… His boss thinks he’s a girl.

The problem was, he needed this job. He couldn’t afford to lose it. He needed to keep paying for all the pretty things he’d got himself to wear – all those shiny pretty dresses, and ribbons and sparkly brooches didn’t pay for themselves. And then - there was the rent on his apartment… He absolutely needed this job!

Iafri’s stomach churned as he thought over how awkward and uncomfortable it would have been if he’d gone on this date and his boss ended up finding out he had a dick… And though he loved his dick – it being one of the two parts of his body he loved the most - if it meant he could keep his job, and not lose EVERYTHING (else) ... his dick would need to go. And at least he would still have his beautiful tail. This being the other part of him he loved the most, which rather than regular secretary bird tails, was slender, almost like that of a lion’s but with no fur, culminating in a beautiful feathery plume,  which he always drew extra attention to with a beautiful pink ribbon tied in a bow around it just below the feathers.

He slowly plodded his way up the stairs to his apartment, still trying to process exactly what he’d just unleashed on himself. He turned the key in the door, letting himself in and looked over his apartment, just how he’d left it. Though this time, it was as if in his head – he’d already lost his dick. He’d gone out as a whole bird, and now his dick was somehow already gone; assigned to trash… The feeling was similar to how it feels to enter a house after new year, there was something days gone by to it, and he couldn’t help but yearn for what was, when he didn’t know the time he had left with his precious dick – was ticking down with every passing minute.

He moved his hand down to his crotch, rubbing himself gently through his sweatpants, his soft downy feathers that stretched from his tummy down to his legs inside softly pressing down on himself. He could feel his soft length inside of him slowly starting to slip forward a little toward his slit.

As Iafri’s body grew more excited he began to let out quiet chirping noises now and then as he could feel the tip of his dick now begin to peek from his slit hidden inside those soft sweatpants he had on.

He wandered into the lounge and sat down on the sofa, his hand once more returning to his now tenting crotch. His tapered length inside was pushing his pants out prominently to the point where it would no longer stretch, and he could feel the tip being pushed back up towards him, slipping over the soft grey inner material, rapidly moving for the waistband.

His dick twitched and moved slightly inside, the tip starting to probe the feathers pushed against his stomach where the elasticated waistband pushed up against him. One of the many things he loved about his length, was it was prehensile. It was a beautiful tapered bird cock which had all the sensitivity of any other guy’s dick, but mostly made up of muscles that he had full control over… Secretary birds were once known for their hunting of snakes – and now and then when he fancied, he would writhe his length around like a snake and indulge himself in closing his beak around it to taste that delicious ‘snake’s secrets.

Iafri continued rubbing gently, his tip now pushing up from his waistband, slipping free and out into the warm air of the apartment. He moved his hand up, to tease at the tip – that oh so sensitive spot which started to dribble a little with pre…

He couldn’t believe this precious oh so familiar part of him which he’d had so much fun with for so much of his life was doomed… how could he have done this to himself?! But just as that thought went through his mind, the counter thought came of how it was necessary, and that he needed to get the most he could from his dick now, as at any moment the person he had just hired, could turn up – and his dick would be nothing more than a pretty ornament for the raccoon’s collection.

He briefly paused his touching to slide the sweatpants down and kicked them off, freeing his precious member up to be fully accessed as it grew. It was already at least 10 inches in length, but it was showing no sign of slowing as he grasped it towards his slit, slowly and gently teasing a finger along its underside, the flexing length pushing back a little as he did.

Iafri imagined his length in some morbid fascination, severed from him, horrified at the idea – but in doing so, it seemed to help him appreciate every little sensation of touch as his fingers gently teased himself, the sensation of his length gliding past his slit, filling it up as it grew wider, and the feeling of pre starting to dribble from its very tip… He moaned quietly, now looking at his fully engorged dick in its full 18 inches of glory.

He moved his head down, the tip of his beak resting on the tip of his dick just a little, his slender tongue slipping out to lick over the upper side letting out a quiet moan.  

Both his hands moved down to take hold of that precious meat, rubbing up and down it firmly, as he lifted his beak from the tip, a string of pre drawing out as he did, moving his head backwards in another gasp, feeling his dick throbbing and pulsing in his hand. Those horrifying thoughts of his dick being taken from him now pervading his mind, knowing this most private part of him that was about to give him ecstasy once again was on borrowed time…

He started to breathe heavier, his head pressing back into the back cushion of the sofa, his beak open and eyes closed, moving his hands up and down his quivering length. Its pre slickening up the smooth sensitive flesh helping his hands glide up and down with extra ease.

He squeezed tighter, his body tensing up – feeling himself almost at the very brink! ‘I’m going to miss this so much!!!’ he thought to himself as he suddenly hit his peak… His length pulsed as his climax hit, feeling his seed shooting up the length from its base to its very tip – spurting ropes up into the air, over his beak and across the chest of his hoodie.

Where most guys would have usually ebbed, Iafri just continued – more of his precious seed firing from his length – as his climax continued for a few more seconds – the bird seed spattering across the whole of his hoodie before finally calming to a slow dribble as the afterglow set in.
 
He let out a long slow happy sigh, followed by a couple more quiet chirps, loving the feel of his length starting to soften and retreat while still coated in the last of his cream escaping its tip… He was sure going to miss his dick when it was gone…

After a few minutes to get over the after glow he sat back up and noticed that sitting on the sofa wasn’t the smartest idea, having managed to liberally spatter the cushions with his goo. A dribble of cum slowly started to drip from his beak as he grabbed a towel from the kitchen and started to clean himself - and the sofa up.

The evening went by with him ordering in something as a treat; Sushi. It had been a heck of a thing to get himself to go put a hit on his own dick, and he was going to make sure he had something to reward himself! The rest of his evening was spent jerking and sucking himself off as much as he could to the point where his length was so sensitive it almost felt sore as it retreated back into himself one more time before bed, and his usually vast quantity of seed had been reduced to a clear trickle… And with that he took himself to bed, exhausted from the night’s escapades.


The squeaking of his alarm going off at 6:30am woke him up with a start…

He rubbed his eyes as he sat up and tapped at the phone on his bedside cabinet to shut it up… Time to make himself look pretty for work!

He slid himself out of bed and dressed himself in a pretty black dress which showed off his slender figure while revealing lots of pretty feathers round his arms and chest, then fixed a pretty red rose into the D ring of the black collar he wore round his neck.

Checking himself in the mirror, he tidied up his feathers, making sure his head feathers were preened just right, his eyelashes were nice and long, and the pretty pink bow on his tail was set just right. With one final bit of beak-buffing to bring up his natural shine, he was ready for the day – and set off to work with his cup of coffee in hand.

It was a typical day – nothing much different to usual, arranging his boss’ meetings, dealing with those who were coming to see him, and making sure his boss’ lunch was ordered and delivered on time. But as the afternoon was drawing to a close, the light on his desk phone came on, and it rang. The display was showing the caller to be his boss.

He picked up. “Yes sir, how can I help?” he asked politely.

“Could you come in here for a moment Iffy?” his boss asked

Though he wasn’t entirely sold on the nickname his boss gave him, he didn’t mind it too much as it still sounded kind of cute. He would prefer ‘Tweets’ as that’s what his friends called him – but it was what it was. “Sure sir, I’ll be there right away” he replied before hanging up and padding round the corner, entering the office.

The door opened to the sight of a well-built tiger dressed in a smart suit with a dark blue tie looking over his desk at the secretary bird who happened to also be - his secretary.

Iafri smiled at him before closing the door behind and walking over to the front of the desk “How can I help sir?” he asked

“Well,” the tiger said, standing up “I just wanted to see you privately…” he said before clearing his throat and standing up, the chair spinning freely for a moment as he walked around the desk to come up along side the secretary bird. “It always annoys me how we have to be so formal out in the main building, so at least here, for the moment I can see your beauty and just look at you.” He said bringing a hand up to Iafri’s cheek gently.

The secretary bird blushed deeply, loving being told how beautiful he was, and gently pushed back at the hand of his boss with his cheek “Thank you sir. I.. I’m looking forward to our date next week, where I know the food is going to be as amazing as ... as the company” he replied, before making a chirping noise, his heart now racing in his chest.

The tiger smiled warmly “Just call me Nate when we’re in private…  no need for the sirs.”  He said before running a hand onto Iafri’s tummy and down a little further “after all, there won’t need to be any formality after the meal either” he added, his voice dropping to a more seductive tone

“Oh…” Iafri replied, “Heck! I … I .. I guess not si-Nate” he said blushing deeper and his beak dropping down to look down at the hand still moving downwards.

The tiger’s hand didn’t pause though, moving lower still, pushing into the bird’s crotch gently, a finger teasing just a little bit firmer “And maybe we can get to discover a little more about ourselves then too…”

Iafri’s eyes went wide, feeling his boss groping at him gently. It felt good, but that was the problem! He could feel himself getting excited – the part of himself he didn’t want his boss to discover any more about – his dick starting to stir, slipping forwards! If it started to poke, this would be it! His job would be over, his dick would be doomed and suddenly he would loose not just his dick, but his job as well!! “OH GOSH Nate!” he said a little louder than if he hadn’t been so nervous “I cant wait!”

The tiger’s eyebrow raised just a little sensing the nervousness in Iafri’s voice, removing his hand from the bird’s crotch “I’m sorry Iffy, if this was a bit sudden… I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable”

Iafri shook his head over vigorously, his beak a blur “No! no, it’s ok! It … it’s just maybe we should keep it special for … for the night of the date?” he said blushing still and feeling the tip of his dick now sticking from his slit beneath his dress, starting to poke at the material.

“Of course! We should be professional at work and leave the naughty business for then shouldn’t we!” Nate grinned and walked round to his desk again.

As his boss turned away, Iafri looked down and spotted his poking length was now obviously starting to tent out his dress a little, and looking back at the tiger as he turned, he swiftly brought his hands down ‘casually’ to his crotch to cover anything that really didn’t need to be seen, his cheeks still flushed red.

The tiger continued “So, I think it’s only fair to raise your salary. You work very hard for me Iffy, and have never let me down. So, I’m going to double it. Now, don’t expect it all in one go. The board has a ridiculous policy in place that says you can’t raise someone’s pay any more than 25% in one go, so it will happen over the course of the year.”

Though the news was amazing, Iafri couldn’t help but be distracted by the fact his dick was now pressing into his hands “Oh!! Wow!” he said trying to sound sincere “Thank you s-Nate! I can’t thank you enough!” he said, trying to stay as casual as he could, but knowing he needed to get away from this situation, because he couldn’t have his dick wreck this now! He needed an exit … “Would you like me to go order you your favourite coffee? With the cream and toffee sauce?” he asked  

The tiger smiled and nodded “Yes, I think that would be a great idea. And don’t forget to get one for yourself as well, or at least whatever you would like.”

“Thank you, Nate!” Iafri replied, turning, but keeping his hands over his crotch and hurriedly walking towards the door, just wanting to get out as quickly as possible …

“Oh and Iffy?” Nate called out

Iafri turned his head more than he would have done normally so he didn’t have to turn his body as much “Yes?”

“Nothing, just wanted to see your pretty beak one more time.” The tiger cooed

Iafri stuck his tongue out cutely at the tiger. He turned back to the door, letting himself out, closing the door behind him and letting out a large sigh of relief… ‘That was way too close…’ he thought to himself.


The last hour of the afternoon went smoothly, and Nate headed off at his usual time of 4:30pm – with Iafri finally heading out at just gone 5pm.

He headed home and welcomed the warmth of his cosy apartment as he stepped through the door, closing it behind him and walking into his bedroom.

He took off his dress, and the rose, and slipped on some comfy cotton pyjama bottoms, thinking about how lucky he’d been today for his boss to not have seen or even felt his dick today… It was too close for comfort…

He chirped quietly to himself as he walked out of his bedroom and then heard a knock on the apartment door.

He tilted his head slightly, trying to think; had he expected anyone? He’d not ordered any food? … Maybe it was a delivery.

He walked over and unlatched the door, opening it up to find a raccoon standing there in a blue delivery driver’s uniform, complete with a blue cap with the company’s logo on. “Hi!” Iafri said

“I’m here to collect the item you ordered collecting.” The raccoon replied grinning

Iafri’s expression changed from a happy polite expression to one of shock “Oh uh …” he started before once again chirping … he cleared his throat “Maybe ... you should come in, I need to get it ready…”

The raccoon nodded and stepped in past the bird looking at the apartment as it opened out in front of him.

Iafri closed the door and turned to the raccoon, wanting to make sure this was the raccoon he was expecting, and not just a mistaken delivery driver collecting from the wrong house “So, you … you are here to collect … something personal, yes?”

The raccoon turned round and grinned, taking his hat off “Very, personal.”

Iafri’s stomach sank. He thought he had had more time! He was desperately wanting to get something out of his system from the groping he’d had earlier today “Oh heck… now?” he blinked and chirped

Twomasks nodded taking the bag he had over his shoulder off and set it on the sofa “Now. I don’t get many requests to cut off their own dick. You must really need to keep your job!” he snickered

Iafri nodded slowly… “So…. About my special request… will you let me cum one last time?”  he asked

The raccoon sighed “Yes, I suppose so. I don’t do this much as it tends to get messy – but, a job is a job hm? And so long as you’re paying, and I get to keep your dick – it’s all good.” He said pulling out a few different implements.

“Thank you!” Iafri replied with a relieved tone… He knew his dick was about to be cut from him, but at least he could have one last moment with it…

Twomasks walked over to the bird and looked him over “Yeah, you are kinda pretty. I see how he could get the wrong end of the stick. But – that stick is mine now, as per your request… so let’s see what you have hidden away down there hm?” he said kneeling down and gently slipping the bird’s pyjama bottoms down, letting them bunch up around his feet.

Iafri blushed deeply as he felt his pyjamas drop to the floor, knowing the raccoon’s nose was level to his crotch, and feeling the raccoon’s hand move up, exploring at his sensitive slit. He let out a quiet gasp.

The raccoon smirked “There’s going to be some space in here after I’m done today, so I guess your boss will never know you were a guy, when he’s fucking the place you used to keep your own dick” he said with a chuckle

The secretary bird nodded slowly “Yeah, but I wish I didn’t have to lose my dick, I love my dick…” he said as he felt the tip slip from his slit, the raccoon’s hand wasting no time in grasping at it and teasing at the underside.  “Ohhh… I ... I don’t get people touching me much” he said with a quiet moan

“And even less soon!” Twomasks said grinning, feeling the bird’s dick growing into his hand – six inches already having emerged from the warm protective home it had always sought refuge, and still growing. There wasn’t anything on the information he’d been given to say what kind of dick the bird had, or how big it was, but going on the tapered end, and how it was showing no sign of slowing – he had guessed this bird was a pretty well-endowed guy.

Iafri chirped again, then moaned as his dick continued to grow from his slit, the warm length squirming a little in the raccoon’s grasp as he teased and rubbed at it.

Twomasks admired the bird’s dick as it grew past the 10 inches mark, feeling it twisting a little on itself, pressing at his hand a little as the prehensile length grew still to its full 18 inches. “This is quite the dick to loose.” He commented, looking up at the bird, finding Iafri looking right back down at him

“I…I know... I … I don’t want to loose it! Really, I don’t! But I don’t have a choice! Even today, my boss almost found out! ... Tomorrow, he wont be able to…” He said, still not quite believing he was allowing this to happen.

Twomasks grinned and reached for his heated knife, pressing the button on the side and letting the blade heat up. “One thing that makes dicks like these better than most? Its prehensile.” He says teasing the tip, and feeling the whole dick squirm “That means I don’t need bands, as you aren’t going to bleed out like most wimpy guys… You’d think with guys being typically ‘tough’ – they’d not have this floppy bit of them that could just be lopped off and it would be the end of them without bands, would you...” he said in a tone which showed he’d obviously thought about this a great deal

Iafri blinked and nodded slowly, never remotely having thought about this problem “I … guess?” he replied, his cheeks still blushing deep red.

Twomasks brought the glowing knife blade to the base of the impressive, tapered dick, a drip of pre already escaping the tip as the heat of the blade was felt by the nervous bird looking down at what was going on.

“WAIT!” the bird cried out “You said you would let me cum one more time!”

Twomasks smirked “Yes, you are free to cum whenever you like.” He said before pushing the blade down into the sensitive flesh.

Iafri let out a squeak as he felt the hot blade hiss and begin to cut into his precious dick! The pain wasn’t as bad as he’d expected, as the blade was searing nerve endings before they could send pain signals back, and in desperation he reached down with both hands, grasping his cock, starting to jerk himself off as it was being cut into!

Twomasks kept slicing through, methodically and slowly – ensuring it was a clean cut, even with the bird jerking off the very meat he was cutting through.

The secretary bird gasped and squeaked, trying to savour every single sensation from his dick, squeezing and gliding his hands back and forth on it – starting to feel small tingles as the knife severed nerve after nerve... sometimes at the base, other times further up – only for that spot to instantly go numb, while the rest continued to feed back pleasure...

His length squirmed and throbbed in his hands – desperately jerking off, trying to get that last orgasm before it’s too late!! He can feel more of his dick going numb, his length starting to move slightly unnaturally as the raccoon cut through more of his precious meat, and becoming more loosely attached to him!

The knife was relentless, almost halfway through the bird’s cock, and Iafri could feel his dick starting to twitch and jerk back at his grip, muscles in his length which had now been severed from him starting to fire as a form of self-preservation similar to how a lizard’s tail would flail if it was bitten off… He was so close! … one of his hands concentrated on his tip, the pre drooling from it helping his hand slide easier, the other further down, being careful to not intrude on the raccoon’s work, and all the while more tingles and sensations as more of his dick was cut free...

Then, it hit. He squawked loudly as his half severed dick pulsed as best it could, firing his seed from its tip as one final orgasm spread from his length, through his crotch and filling his body with pleasure…

Ropes of the bird’s seed landed in wet splats on the carpet of the apartment behind the raccoon who smirked, feeling the length pulsing, the force of the bird’s seed inside being felt against the underside as he cut more firmly now… He wanted his prize…

As Iafri panted heavily, his dick still in his hands, as Twomasks sliced through the final bit of flesh holding his precious dick to his body - and his beloved cock came free in his hands. He blinked as his now severed length started squirming more wildly, flicking the last of his seed about the room as he struggled to keep a grip on it with how slick it now was.

Twomasks snickered as he stood up, watching the bird trying to hold onto his once most private body part, while it actively tried to evade being held onto by its former owner. He reached out and grasped the base firmly with a clawed hand and pulled it free from the secretary bird’s grasp.

Iafri felt his length slip from his hands, as he watched the raccoon take possession of his dick… It was like a dream, watching his severed dick, slowly calming down in its writhing while being held up by someone else…

Twomasks reached down and grasped it further along its length, slowly moving his hand back and forth over the cum-slick meat as it gradually began to slow to just mere twitches..

The bird watched on, seeing his severed cock being teased, and yet there was no feeling, only numbness in his crotch… the stump of his dick had already retreated back into his body, and his slit was feeling especially empty as he felt the afterglow fade…

The raccoon smirked and looked at the bird’s slit and then – lifted the tip of the severed dick up and slipped it just a little inside.

Iafri gasped, feeling the warmth of his own dick’s tip slip inside of his slit, where it had once always been, but it seemed entirely different, going in the wrong way!

Twomasks snickered “Looks like your slit may be able to accept dicks which aren’t yours just fine!” he said

The statement wasn’t lost on Iafri… That length slipping just a little into his slit was no longer his … “W…What are you going to do with it?”  he asked looking a little sad, knowing this was the last he was going to see of it.

“Well,” the raccoon said, sliding the length back out of the bird’s completely empty slit “I think I’m going to keep it. I will make a nice trophy don’t you think?”

The secretary bird nodded again “I... guess so...”

Twomasks grinned “And maybe Nikki will want to use it as a dildo some time… she does like using the larger ones for some fun.”

Iafri blinked, the idea of his dick being used as some kind of toy to pleasure others instead of himself suddenly becoming a thing in his mind as he watched the raccoon pack up his knife and slide his severed dick into his bag, bending it a little so it would fit.

Twomasks finally stood up and his gaze was drawn briefly to the window in front of the apartment… He didn’t make a big deal out of it, but from what he’d spotted… he knew he was going to have to deal with something else it seemed, before he could head back to base.

The raccoon lifted the now heavier bag back onto his shoulder “Good luck with your boss! I’ll waive the fee this time as your dick is bigger than I thought it was going to be! Enjoy being the dickless hen you are now I guess!” he said before turning and heading out of the apartment a little more sharply than he would have done otherwise, intent on dealing with this additional ‘problem’.

Iafri stood there a moment... It had all ended so suddenly… He looked to the carpet where the ropes of his cum still sat slowly soaking in from where they had been fired by the dick he no longer had…

But, at least his boss would never know he was a guy… He swung his tail round from behind him and hugged it tenderly. At least he still had his beautiful tail.

TO BE CONTINUED…
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