Surprise! You're Engaged!

I felt my lips curl into a smile as feathers caressed me all over. I didn't bother opening my eyes, I knew it was Gilda. Warm, soft GIlda, who loved to fuck roughly. I'm not sure what happened after last night, and I'm not sure why there is another warm softy body pressed against my back, but I knew it was gilda in front of me. The texture was just right for her wings, her fur, her talons.

oww

"You awake now sweet thighs?" Dammit. It was such a nice moment too. Still, getting flirted with in the morning wasn't so bad.

"hey keratin face." i countered, giggling at her confused expression. Apparently they don't know what keratin was. Better they didn't know. I didn't want her considering my hands signs of dominance or things might get out of control.

Hmm, what was that taste in my mouth? It certainly wasn't the last thing I remember eating. It was a little bit salty, so it wasn't morning mouth.

I could slowly feel the taste of Luna coming back to me, but it wasn't exactly that. I gave my lips a quick lick, hoping for answers.

"mmm, hoping for some more of me on your lips?" Gilda asked in a tone that left little to my imagination, not that my imagination hesitated to show me vivid imagery of all the possibly things she could have meant. All the hot, flustering, crazy shit that she could mean. "MMM, I can see the question on your face. It's so delicious, seeing you wonder what part of my you tasted, but knowing deep down which part of me your mouth was on." Gilda laughed. "You make a really nice puzzy licker when you're high, my little fuck plush."

If fuck plush was another reference to my ass, then I was kicking Gilda out of this bed, warm gentle wings or no.

I wing touch confirmed my worry, and my foot had Gilda on the ground before she could blink. "HEY!"

"Keep those wings to your self! I'm more than a piece of ass, bird brain, and I have a name!" Righteous indignation roared in my veins as I clambered to my feet over my fiancee/sexual harraser.

"Is it ass slut, cuz if not, I can change that!" Gilda roared back with the lungs of a lion. My first primal instinct was to hid,

My second was to fight.

My fist connected with her cheek before her claws could grab my hand, but I was getting pushed back, her claws were on my wrists. I was on my back before I could bring a leg back. Then, her tail came into play, somehow wrapping around my leg twice. Fucking cheater. I managed to get my other leg into play before she could stop it. Gilda outweighed me by a factor of almost 2, but I was a biped, and I was using one leg to push up.

My biped pride did little good against Gilda's mass. Even with hollow bones she weighed a fucking ton. She got closer by the second. My wrists were getting pressed into the ground already.

"QUIT struggling and let me finger you, you bitch!" Gilda screeched in my face, her avian beak slowly lowering to my throat. opening, closing, pinning me.

I didn't move a muscle. I liked my throat in one piece and in its proper place.

Gilda smiled around my jugulars, the cunt.

" 'ought 'o bitchy 'ow are ya?" Gilda mouthed around my throat, her B rolling of my skin in a wave. Obviously I was in no position to argue.

I was in a position to glare, even if I was wet as fuck down below. Stupid sexy fucking Gilda. Stupid fucking body getting turned on at totally wrong times. Gilda's right claw was already off my wrist, snaking down, brushing against my thigh.

"'ake i' slut." It was in me faster than I could react, sliding against my flesh and stoking my core's furnace. I hated her, wanted to hate her, but fuck that felt nice, it especially felt nice when her teeth pressed in for the last "T'." I hadn't even touched myself since I became a girl, and here was Gilda fucking me for the third time.

And I loved it. Maybe I was a slut?

I don't know, but that claw seemed so much bigger inside me then it did when I was looking at it. It was both hard and soft, like her beak. It was... magical.

"Mmmmm, good slut, you like it when I pet you?" Gilda's beak was gone, when had she done that? "Better answer me, or I'll have to get rougher." fuck, my body shivered at the thought, but I was too fatigued for that. I knew what she wanted to hear, what seemed to be true, so I nodded. I gave in.

Gilda rewarded me with a renewed vigor and pace, her claw feeling like a fiery hot blur inside of me. My muscles responded by simply shutting down, some going limp, others becoming unbelievably taut. I was a hot wet mess, gasping for breath as an edge was in sight.

"mmm, my little kitty is getting close, is she? Is my little plush slut ready for her cute little orgasm." Gilda teased mercilessly.

"fuck, you." I countered, in my usual eloquent fashion. Then the orgasm hit me like a freight train. My spine bowed, my toes curled, my skin became sensitive, and my heart beat out of my chest at a dangerous speed. I was held, pinned against the ground as the waves came and passed.

All Gilda did was grin, lean down, and gently lick my cheek.

"Sorry Alex, I got a bit carried away."