Author's Note

Kinks: Stripping, Lap-dance, Dat ass, Dragon-on-Dragon-action, Oviposition involving a unicorn, Large dragon on small dragon, Piledriver, A Songbird

Merry Christmas everyone!

014 - For the birds

“Hey Dig.” Gilda called out as she came in, fluffing a little snow off her wings. “Guess what I found out?”

“Gilda, why was griffon outside when the snow is so thick?” Mina asked as she sat on the floor rubbing the belly of a very happy looking Momo.

“It’s Gilda, what do you think?” Chrys commented putting up decorations on a tree with Spike and Smolder.

“Ah ha!” Came a draconic cry from the kitchen. “I did it! I made coffee!” Ember sounded so proud of herself. The cry caused Twilight Sparkle to bolt up from her half-dozing spot on the couch and shoot into the kitchen.

“This is the weirdest family,” Dig commented from his spot on the couch. He sipped his cocoa and turned to Gilda. “What’d you learn?” he questioned the catbird.

“So…” Gilda took off her scarf and walked over to take the chair that was normally claimed by Chrys. “I found out that Ponyville has a strip club. It’s next to the club that Vinyl Scratch DJ’s at.”

“Oh, yeah.” Chrys nodded.

“It’s not bad.” Spike commented. “The exotic dancers are actually exotic.”

“Spiiiike.” Twilight poked her head out of the kitchen as her horn glowed. A steaming cup of coffee hovered behind her head. “How do you know about the strip club?”

“I’m an adult and at the time I didn’t have a dragon to bury my dicks in.” Spike replied, hanging an ornament on the tree.

“He does now.” Smolder replied. “Hey, Dig, since Spike and I are a thing, we can still live here, right?”

“Hey, I’m not about to kick you out,” Dig commented. “Though I will expect you to show up less often demanding to be ‘worn all day’ in the mornings.”

“You clearly haven’t seen Spike when I’ve riled him up and his dicks swell like-” Smolder was cut off.

“Somebody mention the strip club?” Ember asked, walking out and carrying a cup that looked like it was filled with bubbling tar. She sat down next to Dig and kissed his cheek.

“A rude stallion once suggested Mina work at strip club.” Mina spoke up. “Strong red stallion hit him before Mina could. He was gentlebull.”

“Okay, fair enough all around,” Dig nodded. “So why are you bringing this up now, Gilda?”

“Well…… I was looking around inside…” The griffon looked anywhere but at Dig. “And… I saw someone…”

“Did Gilda find another female for Dig? Can Dig’s strong stallion rod handle another?” Mina asked.

“Mina?” Twilight trotted up to the cow. “It’s a tad strong.” She hovered her cup over to the heifer.

Mina chuckled. “Of course purple smart.” The heifer undid the strap around her breasts, only for a dog paw to reach up and milk a tit into the cup. “Thank you cute doggo.”

“You’re welcome.” Came the soft reply from the floor. Mina chuckled as she redonned her top.

“Gilda, do you honestly think we have room for more?” the stallion asked with a raised eyebrow.

“We have like three rooms in the loft across from the aeire.” Gilda pointed out. “Also, can I let her in?”

“Wait- Hold up-” Ember got to her feet. “Did you leave her outside?! In the snow?!”

“...Maybe.” Gilda replied.

“Mina go get.” Mina got up and walked over to the door. “Hello! Ignore rude griffon, she will be punished later.”

There wasn’t a reply, but there was the sound of talons in the entryway.

“Ah. Mina see.” Mina said as if in response to an unheard answer.

The minotaur walked back in followed by a… Parrot?

Yes a parrot. Her feathers were bright red, with the feathers of her head being tipped with yellow. The feathers around her emerald green eyes were a vibrant blue. The talons of her arms and legs, as well as her beak, were a rich golden yellow, like wheat. And while she was thin to a point, she still maintained an almost hourglass figure. If said hourglass had a flat top and a very bulbous bottom. She, strangely enough, appeared to be wearing a pirate costume. Additionally, of note was a patch of missing feathers around her throat.

The parrot waved at everyone.

“This Kizza.” Mina announced as ‘Kizza’ walked over to Dig while rifling through what seemed to be a stack of note cards. She handed one out to Dig.

It read. “Hello. My name is Kizza. I’m not ignoring you, I’m just mute.”

“Oh,” the stallion blinked a few times. “I’m...sorry about that,” he said with a kind smile. “If I could help you, I would.” He hummed for a moment. “There’s actually some old zebra remedies that we could maybe try…”

Kizza rifled through her cards again and held out another. “Would it fix the lack of a voice box?”

“...Ah, that’s a bit more complex,” the stallion admitted. “Well, I tried. At least you seem to make do.”

She nodded with a smile.

“Mina admit, she pretty.” Mina nodded, returning to her spot petting Momo.

“But why did you bring her here?” Ember asked the griffon with a raised brow.

“Wouldn’t need to work at a strip club, we’ve got the room, she’s hot, dat ass, she was honestly interested in Dig’s growing family-” Gilda started to list.

“One condition,” Dig said, raising a hoof. “Twilight, do you think you could come up with a magical workaround so she could talk? Some way for her to speak via an enchantment, like on a necklace or something?”

“Oh, of course.” Twilight nodded with a smile.

There was a snapping of talons as Kizza grabbed the stallion’s attention. She held out a card. “I wouldn’t mind joining.” She pulled out a card and a pen and scribbled on it. “If what Gilda said was true.”

Dig raised another eyebrow and turned to look at Gilda. “Whaaat tales have you been filling her head with?” the stallion questioned.

“Not much…” Gilda once again didn’t look at Dig. “Juuussst told her about how good you are in bed… and that you have a shaft like a tree trunk.”

“Strong rod of unbending steel, more accurate.” Mina chuckled.

“I’d say a pillar that was hard as a diamond.” Mono added.

“Puts full-grown dragons to shame.” Ember smirked while winking at Dig.

“Can fill the infinite void that is my pussy.” Smolder said. “No offense Spike.”

“None taken.” Spike shrugged. “Dude’s got some serious girth.”

“So do you when I make you greedy.” Smolder smirked and kissed his cheek. Spike blushed.

“I have to actually grow my ovipositor to compare, if I’m being honest.” Chrys commented as she hung another ornament.

“It’s probably in the top percentile for stallion erections.” Twilight commented as she sipped her coffee.

With every line, Dig grew more and more embarrassed, his blush growing redder and redder as he tried to sink into the couch to hide from the words they were showering him with.

Kizza flipped a card out and held it to Ember.

Ember laughed. “Yes. He is adorable.”

Kizza flipped out another.

Ember read it. “I don’t know. Dig, does she need to prove herself somehow?”

“I…” the stallion blushed harder. “I mean, if she needs a place to stay that isn’t a strip club, she doesn’t have to do anything she doesn’t want to to live here. I don’t force any of you into anythi-”

Kizza gestured a talon and Ember scooted over a bit. The parrot walked over, and planted her generous thiccness right in the stallion’s lap.

That got the stallion to blush and let out an ‘eep’ of surprise.

She held out a card to him. “You may spank it.”

“Seriously Gilda, what did you tell her, you egg fiend you?” the stallion whined. He couldn’t deny he was getting hard, but he was kind of hoping to have a non-lewd holiday.

“Not much.” Gilda replied innocently.

Kizza slowly ground her ass into Dig’s lap.

“Does Mina need to get pole?” Mina asked.

“Ooooo! Do it!” Chrys grinned.

Both Mina and Momo got up and bolted down to the basement.

“I guess we’re just lucky she’s wearing pants,” Dig sighed. Otherwise he was quite sure this would be Hearth’s Fucking instead of Warming.

Mina and Momo returned as they set up a steel pole in the center of the living room.

“There. Strong steel rod like Dig Site’s penis.” Mina nodded.

Kizza’s eyes actually lit up.

“...Are you- did you plan this?” Dig accused Gilda. “This better not be a permanent fixture, featherduster.”

“It’s removable!” Gilda replied, fluffing up her feathers.

Meanwhile, Kizza winked at Dig then slowly ground herself against his hips as she got up. The stallion turned himself into a pony-loaf, hiding his underbelly, once his lap was free. Kizza rested her back against the bar, gripping it in her talons, then slowly slid down, grinding her backside suggestively against the bar.

Dig gulped. This wasn’t going to be easy on him, was it?

She met his eyes, winked again, and twerked once against the rod, as she slowly straightened, she started to unbutton her top.

...Oh noooo. She wasn’t going to turn it into a strip show, was she?

She fully unbuttoned her top and slowly shrugged out of it. In comparison to Momo or Mina, the parrot was flat as a board. There was a wolf whistle from Chrys. The parrot walked over to Dig, dropped her top on the stallion, then reached up and pulled off her bandana. With a smirk she bent over and plopped it on Dig’s head.

“Get it.” Spike called out. Dig blushed at the very idea. He didn’t want to so much as move and risk exposing himself.

Kizza reached around, still chest to face with the stallion, and undid her bra. She let the straps hang as she held it up with a talon. Dig gulped, trying his hardest to look her in the eyes, but he couldn’t look away from her chest.

She let the bra drop to the floor. Her feathery bare breasts bounced a little. Two black nipples just barely peeked out from between the feathers.

Dig contained himself. He wanted to show her his tongue, but he knew that now was not the time. His body shuddered a little, most evident in his wings, at the effort to keep himself in check.

She stood up and backed up. She turned around, bent over a little, and leaned against the bar. She spread her legs a little and hook her talons into her pants.

Oh no. Surely she wouldn’t. She had to have more control than that.

She slowly pushed her pants down. Her backside gave a small jiggle when it was released from its confines. She also happened to be wearing a black thong that was entirely hidden within all that ass.

Dig could feel himself sweating with how much she’d revealed. She would.

Kizza kicked her pants away and Momo caught them out of the air with a very visible blush on her face. The parrot grabbed the bar and started to strut around it, every so often whirling around it by just one talon.

O...kay. Well. This was all very suggestive, but nothing actually lewd was happening ye-

She stopped suddenly, resting her back against the pole as she reached down and tugged at a thong strap, only to snap it against her waist.

Okay that was also highly suggestive, but as long as it stayed on the-

In one swift motion she yanked the thong down and kicked it towards the stallion. It landed on his muzzle and did very little to hide the rampant blush the action caused. Great, now he had another naked female in his home.

There was a very visible sheen of dew on the parrot’s black pussy lips. She pushed off, spun, grabbed the pole and bent over. Her ass and pussy were entirely on display for Dig’s pleasure.

“Mmmph,” Dig bit his lips. Keeping himself contained wasn’t going to be easy. He could do it! He just had to...not jump up and try to get his dick wet. Easy, right? Right.

She straightened and started to dance around the bar. As she did she seemed to pick up speed until she kicked off the ground, whirled around the bar, and spread her legs at just the right time, with an additional perfectly timed wink and smirk.

The stallion shook again. Okay this whole thing was really, really tempting. And if he wasn’t laying on his boner, he was sure Kizza would see just how well she was doing at trying to get him to jump her. He had restraint though. He wasn’t going to give in just because-

Kizza made one more revolution, before letting go of the bar, sailing towards Dig, and landing right in front of him, spinning so she was on all fours, and popping her ass right in his face.

Mmmph! Well...if she insisted, he could do something for her…

Kizza wondered what he was up to for a moment, before she felt a long, slender organ lap at her lips. She had a moment to process that before the thestral tongue filled the bird.

There was a gasp, then she pushed back into his face.

“Hey Spike, he likes it.” Smolder nudged the smaller, who appeared to be only containing his boners through sheer willpower.

Dig swirled his tongue around in the parrot, teasing every inch of her inner walls before he mapped out where all the best spots were. Then he kicked it into overdrive, working the bird like an instrument, playing her out and wishing she could talk so he could hear her sing.

Kizza’s legs shook as cum splattered his muzzle. He could hear her panting for breath.

“Forgot how talented his tongue was.” Ember said with a soft moan as she bit her lip.

There seemed to be a silent agreement that no one would touch themselves. One that Momo was clearly ignoring as the dog was sitting on the floor grinding against a paw.

Dig eventually pulled his muzzle back, but not before leaving one last lick across the parrot’s lips, like a memento of his time within. He leaned back and watched to see what Kizza had in mind for her next trick.

The parrot stood, a little shaky, and searched through her pants until. “Want me to return the favor?” The card read.

“Oh, you don’t have to do th-” Dig managed to say. Only for Ember to shove him over and Kizza to push his back into the couch. The parrot smirked as his cock bobbed and slapped against his chest.

“Oh he is definitely ready.” Ember commented.

“Ah!” Dig blushed. “Girls, you don’t have to-”

Kizza snapped a talon in front of his face. She pointed a talon at her other talon as it made a suggestive motion. Then pointed at her mouth as her tongue lolled out suggestively. Then she spanked her ass. She pointed at him then shrugged.

“Uhm, well, I certainly won’t stop you,” Dig managed to squeak out. “But, ah, you’re sure about thi-”

“Dig Site. Pretty Bird asks what one stallion wants.” Mina commented. Kizza clapped and pointed at the minotaur.

“Oh.” Dig blinked. “Um, well, I, um...I’m pretty big, apparently,” the stallion pointed out. “How about you do...whatever’s comfortable for you, if you want to that is…”

Kizza poked his chest. Then rifled through her pants until. “Take whatever you want.” Followed by. “Take the initiative.”

“But that’s not what I do,” the stallion pointed out. “I sort of get molested and passed around like a pussy-filler.”

More rifling. “Take me.” Then. “You dumbass.” Then “Be a grown-ass stallion.”

“I think she’s trying to get Dig to be assertive.” Gilda commented.

“Without drink.” Mina nodded. “If it would help, Mina could retrieve alcohol.”

Dig took a breath, then let it out slowly. “Look,” he said. “Why don’t you figure out what’s comfortable first? We can...we can build on that from there.”

She raised a brow as she crossed her arms under her chest. Then she turned around and plopped her ass right in front of him. Dig sat up and hugged her from behind, holding her close as his cock sandwiched itself between them.

“Look, I’m…” Dig tried to explain. “I’m passive. And I don’t like doing anything that could hurt anypony else. I don’t know what your limits are. I don’t know what you can and can’t take. And I’m not going to have your introduction to the family be of a memory of Redheart having to fix something on Hearth’s Warming eve because I got enthusiastic.”

In response she bucked her backside into his cock. There was a note in his face. “Be enthusiastic.”

“No,” Dig said, turning her around so they were face to face. He kissed Kizza, gently, before laying her down on her back on the couch. “I’m gentle,” he soothed. “I’m not going to hurt you. And we’re going to go nice. And. Slow.” His cock throbbed and teased at her lips as he laid himself on top of the parrot.

She smiled at him. “Go ahead.” read her new card.

Dig bucked his hips and managed to get about half of his cock into the parrot in one thrust before he rammed up against a barrier that would not be moved. He lay there for a moment and watched the expressions play out on her face, holding himself still so she could get used to his size.

There was a shudder as she patted a forehoof and shakily held up a card. “Back door might be easier to go through.”

“Truuuue,” Dig commented as he started to buck his hips slowly. “But I think the standard induction fee is one egg~” he teased.

Kizza’s feathers fluffed up as she paused, then she started to roll her hips into the stallion atop her.

“Still waiting on that spell Twilight,” Dig called over his shoulder. “I can screw her all night if I have to.” The girls had definitely been working on his endurance, it was not an idle boast.

“Oh, you wanted that now?” Twilight looked up from the notes that she’d apparently been taking.

“Tell me you don’t want to hear the songbird sing~” the stallion teased.

“Fine.” Twilight rolled her eyes. “Can someone get me a necklace or choker or something?”

“I got it.” Spike said stiffly as he waddled towards the basement stairs.

“I’ll help.” Smolder added following him.

Dig meanwhile carried out his threat of slow and gentle lovemaking. Every thrust in or out carried with it at least a three second pause before going in or out at the speed of a gentle stroll. He knew how to draw it out...and how to play with her. His tongue snaked out of his maw and began teasing the closest nipple the parrot possessed.

Kizza looked like she could have whined and her face screwed up in a mix of lust and frustration.

“Well, we couldn’t find anything.” Smolder said as she hugged the smaller dragon close. Said smaller dragon was humping away at her.

“Could you not?” Twilight groaned.

“And leave my drakefriend so pent up?” Smolder said with a soft moan at the end.

“I’ll get something.” Gilda got up and trotted her way upstairs.

“Mmm…” Dig hummed as he kept up his slow pace. “We could lie here like this for a while,” he teased the parrot.

The parrot gave him a pleading look.

“Got one.” Gilda returned with a choker. “I have a backstock.”

“Give it here.” Twilight snatched it out of the catbird’s talon. “I need to focus on something other that my assistant fucking two holes at once.”

“It’s just one actually.” Smolder groaned as she slumped to the floor, and Spike had… gotten a bit bigger.

“Not helping Smolder.” Twilight snapped as her horn lit.

“Mmm...Hey Chrys, wanna screw Twilight?” Dig teased.

“When I’m finished.” Twilight said, concentrating.

“When she’s finished.” Chrys purred as she trotted over to Twilight.

“Wonderful,” Dig smiled as he resumed the slow, teasing, really, screwing of the bird beneath him.

The bird bucked her backside into him trying to get more. In response, Dig actually stopped and gave Kizza the stink eye.

“Done.” Twilight announced. “Gave it Unbreakable too so you won’t have to worry about it, unlike Gilda’s chokers. Who wants to do the honors?”

“Pass it over here and I’ll slip it on,” the stallion said, holding out a hoof in Twilight’s direction.

Twilight’s magic tossed the choker to Dig. As soon as she did she was engulfed in green magic and was dragged over to Chrys, who planted her beneath the Queen. The Queen’s ovipositor slapped against the mare’s backside.

“Gah!” Twilight yelped.

“I admit Twilight. This is a bit of a fantasy of mine.” Chrys said, leaning in to the mare.

“W-well I’m happy I can hel-AH!” The mare was cut off as the ovipositor shoved inside the unicorn’s pussy.

Dig turned back to Kizza and slipped the choker around the parrot’s neck, clasping it shut. The gem glowed faintly as it started to get to work. “Okay, try saying something,” he said to the bird beneath him.

“Like what~” She paused. Her voice had a synthetic reverb to it. She blinked.

“I-Ah! Had- Fuck! Fuck me!” Twilight tried to get out. “Rainbow was- F-fuck! m-m-aking me binge listen- Celest- Ah- t-to Vinyl S-Scratch music-”

“You can get it out Twilight.” Chrys encouraged, thrusting hard into the mare beneath her.

“A-And F-Fluttershy- Ah- W-was h-having me- H-Harder- l-listen to Nipponese music-”

“Now remember Chrysalis, anything more than three eggs is rude without asking first,” Dig called.

“Right. Twilight Darling, do you want my eggs?” She asked the mare with a toothy grin.

“F-fuck Y-yes!!!” The unicorn gasped out.

“How many?” Chrys purred, nipping her neck.

“All of them! Fill me up!” Twilight was almost begging.

“I-I love it here~” The musical new voice of Kizza chimed in.

“It- g-great house.” Mina grinned. The Minotaur had stripped and she and the dog were grinding their pussies together as the dog squeezed the heifer’s breasts and buried her face between them.

“Now this is a party.” Smolder moaned out as the now double-her-size Spike held Smolder’s legs and piledrived his massive cocks into her dragonnesshood.

“Mm...as long as we all get along at the end of the day,” Dig mused, before nipping lightly at Kizza’s neck. “So, little songbird...sing for me~” he teased. “Tell me what you want.”

The parrot stared at him, her face full of want. “Flip me over, push my legs up to my shoulders, and pound my hole until egg batter comes out~ Then roll me onto my front, smash my small tits into the floor, and ride my ass until I can’t walk~”

“How about I screw you until you’re carrying a clutch, then you can show me how much space you have in your ass for round two?” Dig posed. “Because now? Now I’m going to make sure you can’t think.”

That was about when he started to really pound the parrot’s pussy, going faster and faster with every thrust until his hips were nearly a blur as he hammered her into the couch so hard it squeaked.

“Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Y-es~” Kizza sang with each thrust.

“Com’ere Ember!” Gilda tackled the dragoness onto the couch, shoved her legs apart and roughly shoved her face in the dragon’s pussy.

“Mmm...little songbird~” Dig teased. “Sing for me. Let me know how good a job I’m doing~” He just never stopped, even when he was going fast. He just kept hammering her! Surely he had to have a limit?

A loud chirping trill came from the bird, only pausing every time Dig thrust in. The stallion reached up and pulled Kizza into a kiss without pausing or missing a thrust, holding her close as he made them closer with his hips.

Kizza shook uncontrollably as he felt her squeeze him as she came, hard. Dig grunted and kept fucking her through her orgasm for a minute, before he finally gave her his own seed. His cock twitched and unleashed a load of virile thestral spunk right up against her womb, with his cock blocking the way out.

Her thin stomach and waist started to bulge out as he filled her. “Yes~” She sang.

Eventually, Dig pulled back and let his cock flop around, but not before he’d made the parrot look like she was already carrying multiple eggs.

“Gilda… y-you m-missed it!” Ember groaned out as the griffon whirled around.

“Awww rea-LLY!” Gilda yelped out as Ember pounced on her and shoved her tail in the griffon hen.

“Haven’t been filled like this in years~” Kizza sang.

“Mmm...well,” Dig panted, falling back onto the couch. “Give me a minute to recharge and you can show me about your ass.”

Kizza rolled up next to him and slowly stroked his limp shaft with a talon. The massive Spike looked like he was using Smolder like a fleshlight. Momo was sucking on Mina’s tits as the minotaur fingered the dog. Chrys was sitting on her haunches as she held Twilight in her forelegs. The smaller mare’s stomach was starting to bulge as she writhed in the Queen’s hold. Ember had pinned Gilda and was forcing the hen to eat her out as the dragon’s tail pumped into the griffon’s henhood.

“Lewdest...house...ever,” Dig proclaimed. “Love you all.”

There came a chorus of affirmations both muffled and not.

“Love you Dig.” Ember grinned as she held the griffons face to her crotch.

Kizza smirked. “I think I’m going to like it here~”

Twilight’s horn suddenly lit up. Her eyes widened. “W-wait! Wait! Everyone.” Chrys paused, holding the mare.

“The eggs are hatching!”