Author's Note

Kinks: Another hen, plenty of foreplay, weeb alert, squirting, gaming while stripping.

004 - Beaking News

“So, thanks Chat. You’ve provided more than enough money over the past couple days.” Gilda smiled at the laptop as she sat on the couch in only a pair of black shorts. She rested her beak on her talon as she read from the Chat. “Gabs is already on her way. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if she had a bunch of stuff packed the moment she said she wanted to go on a road trip. Oh, Dash? She’s out getting some stuff from home and heading to the gym. She might be back later.” She commented at Chat’s questions.

“Flutters is…” She picked up the laptop. “Right there.” She pointed the webcam at the butter mare in sweat pants and a sweater. “Say Hi, Flutters.”

“Hello.” Flutters smiled at the laptop and waved, before going back to her own laptop.

“Flutters, is setting up a website that she’s gonna link to the stream.” Gilda announced as she sat back down. “Dweeb is in the shower. Just getting himself cleaned up. Also, I think we all need a little bit of a rest. Can abuse the holes all day, as much as we’d want to.” She chuckled. “Yes, yes my boobs are fine. I was wearing a bra before the stream, thanks for the concern about my spine Chat. Flutters needs to worry about it more honestly.”

“Yeah, might get a reduction someday before they start causing issues.” Flutters commented. “Having breasts this big can be a bit of a problem, at times.”

“I never expected Chat to be so caring. Well, when we’re not fucking like rabbits.” Gilda shook her head and read a few more responses. “What’s Dweeb gonna do? I don’t know, more DOOM? Maybe some Animal Crossing?” She shrugged.

The sound of the shower shutting off slowly hit the ears of Gilda and Fluttershy. Apparently CC had managed to get himself clean at last. It would probably be a few minutes before he deemed himself dry enough to join them in the living room.

“And Dweeb’s out of the shower. Not sure what he’ll want to do.” Gilda shrugged. “What do I want to do?” She blinked. “I dunno. I mean, I did want to run a sports team or a wrestling team or something, but… I’m actually kinda content making money the fun way. And hey, in a few days Dweeb can knock me up.” She winked at the camera. “Imagine it Chat, me bloated with cum one day, then watching me blow up over time with eggs.” She raised a brow at the replies. “Yeah, yeah. All of you are degenerate perverts.”

“Hey Flutters!” the stallion called from upstairs, sticking his head into the hallway.

“Yeah?” Flutters called out, looking over her shoulder. “Do you need something?”

“Any word on that paperwork I submitted last night?” CC asked. “City hall said they’d get back as soon as they could.”

“Not yet.” Flutters replied. “Then again it could come as email or letter, so it might be a day or two?” She shrugged.

“Yeah, fair enough, don’t expect the burcacy to go any faster than it has to and all that.” The stallion eventually emerged in nothing but a pair of gym shorts, at least, as far as they could see. “Gonna get some exercise in that isn’t fucking,” he commented.

“Enjoy your run.” Flutters smiled back at him.

“Yeah Chat, I have no idea what he’s talking about. Supposed to be a secret.” Gilda shrugged.

“You’ll find out when it gets here,” the stallion commented dryly. “Took a lot of digging up, but I’ll make it work. And for now, time to run around the neighborhood.” He pecked Gilda on the cheek, and gave Fluttershy a hug, before heading out the front door.

“That’s my stallion.” Gilda giggled, blushing a bit. “He was a flabby nerd, like, months ago. And now he’s taking care of himself and he’s getting fit and it’s kinda hot to be honest.”

“It’s just a good thing that he just wants to take care of himself.” Flutters added.

“Exactly.” Gilda nodded. Then she paused. “Wait… He showered, got himself all clean…. Then decided to go for a run….” She blinked. “That boy…” She sighed, face-taloning. She ran her talon down her face then blinked at the chat. “There’s a fitness game for Switch? Huh. That’s a good- Chat, no, we are not turning his exercise into more fucking.”

“They can be single-minded when they want to be.” Flutters added.

“Valid.” Gilda nodded. “So, I can bring that up to him. So he doesn’t have to go running. And I’ll need to remind him to exercise before he showers. Yes, I know he can rinse off, but… idk it’s not like we have to worry about bills much at the moment.” She shrugged. “Yes, I have showered and cleaned up. No worries.”

She looked over Chat more. “Wait… I play DOOM? Like twenty-sixteen or Eternal?” She blinked. “Either. Okay. I mean, I’m not normally that much of a gamer- Do what now?”

“What?” Flutters looked at her.

“Set up the camera.” Gilda sighed. “Twenty-sixteen but every time I die I have to remove a piece of clothing. Gimme a sec.” Gilda stood up and shifted through some of her piled clothing. She threw on a bra, a t-shirt, and some pants, before sitting back down and reaching for the controller. “Fine Chat. Ugh, I feel like I’m going to regret this, but, what difficulty should I play on?”

She waited for responses.

She narrowed her eyes at Chat. “At least make it fair!”

CC eventually made it back home and opened the door. Sweat was apparent on his body as he walked into the living room. He was about to say something before pausing and taking in the situation.

Gilda...appeared to be playing Doom. And not doing too bad at it. Well, she’d gotten a fair few levels in at least. But...why was she mostly-naked while doing it? Also, she hadn’t even looked up to say hello to him when he walked in.

She paused the game and looked at the chat log. “Chat- Yes- Stahp! I know I’ve been looking for the way to get to the secret, just let me figure it out. Fuck, never thought I would be a completionist.” She unpaused the game and switched to the plasma rifle.

“Well when secrets give weapon upgrade points, and those upgrades are the difference between life and death, you kind of need to explore everything,” CC quipped, walking up behind Gilda on the couch and kissing the top of her head. “Afternoon, love.”

“Hey Dweeb.” Gilda commented, not looking away.

“How was the exercise?” Flutters asked.

“Invigorating,” the stallion said. “Met like three mares going the other way though. Which was weird, when they started to change course to follow me.”

“Maybe a case of dat ass.” Flutters giggled. “Oh, and Chat had an idea for you.” She tabbed over and showed him what was on the laptop. “Some exercise game for the Switch."

“No… No! No- Fuuuuu- Oh thank fuck…” Gilda paused the game and slumped against the couch breathing heavily. “That was close…”

“Huh,” CC commented. “Well. I mean I could do that. I never had the cash before. It’s like a hundred bucks for the game and exercise accessory. But that’s not really a concern now, is it?”

“We’re kinda doing great in terms of money. Hell, I started keeping a set amount to put into a Savings Account.” Flutters smiled.

“Good plan,” the stallion noted. “Wait, that was after we started up a Gabby fund, right?”

“Yeah. After.” The butter mare nodded. “Haven’t heard from her since early this morning, by the way. She should be here, some time soon....” She shrugged.

“Well, we’ll figure out things when she arrives,” CC quipped. “I think I can get that game at the local store. I’ll take the car out and go pick it up once I clean off again. Don’t want to go stinking up a place.”

“That would probably be best.” Flutters nodded. “Oh, and since she’s occupied.”

“Suck my clit!”

“Gilda wanted me to remind you to do any exercising, then shower afterwards. Also, exercising when you get up is apparently healthy for you.” Flutters finished.

“I’ll keep it in mind,” CC replied. “I’m used to taking showers when I wake up, so it doesn’t matter to me when I clean up, as long as I do. In any case.” He kissed Flutters on the cheek and headed off to the shower, giving the butter mare a wonderful view of his behind, trapped in tight exercise shorts as it was.

“When did his ass get toned?” Flutters blushed.

“I don’t know some time- Mother fucker!” Gilda snapped and face-taloned. “Fine. Bra’s coming off.” She shook her head and undid her bra to set it on the pile next to her. “Okay, I know what went wrong there.” She picked up the controller and rolled her neck.

“It’s okay, G.” Flutters consoled the hen. “It’s a game, and you’re having fun right?”

“Yeah. Actually.” Gilda nodded. “Chat, these panties are not coming off!”

CC returned to the living room to find Gilda naked on the couch, leaning back with her legs spread, looking very irritated and still playing.

“I love this game, and I hate Chat.” Gilda stated. “Shit, I’d probably like the game more if I could walk through this game on an easier difficulty.”

“Ah,” the stallion noted. “Okay, that explains the lack of clothing. So...what happens now that you’ve lost it all?” he questioned.

“Lewder and lewder positions.” Flutters said, watching the hen play.

“Huh. And here I thought you’d get like, I don’t know, a glass dildo or something to spread her with so everyone could see inside her.” Where the stallion got the idea from, they didn’t know.

“Not that far yet.” Flutters pointed at her screen and the chat log. There was a counter for number of deaths and achievements. Each had different things under each category. It looked like number of deaths was outpacing achievements.

“...Noticing that her putting her clothes back on isn’t one of her rewards,” CC pointed out.

“She didn’t seem to mind at the time.” Flutters shrugged.

“Dweeb, Flutters, what am I at?” Gilda asked.

CC was confused, allowing Fluttershy to answer the question in his stead. She’d organized this while he was out, apparently, so she should know the answer.

“Mmmm Cyberdemon no deaths gets you… You can sit however you like.” Flutters commented.

“Oh… fuck me…” Gilda groaned. “I can’t even hunch over to focus.”

“As long as they’re not planning on putting me in her punishment list, I have to go out and get a game,” CC quipped. “You can’t download this one, it’s physical copies only because you also need the ring to do the exercises.”

“You do that.” Flutters nodded. “Hey, maybe Gabs will get here when you’re gone?”

“If she does, I hope she isn’t put off by how I apparently treat my hen,” the stallion quipped. “Leaving Gilda to the mercy of Chat and all.”

“We’ll see?” Flutters shrugged at him. “I mean, I appeared innocent, right?”

“You still tend to wear your big sweaters and hide everything, so you still do look innocent ninety-five percent of the time,” CC pointed out logically.

“You've… got a point.” She blushed.

“OhI’mgonnadie! I’mgonnadie! Immadie!” Gilda babbled, her eyes wide as her talons flicked around the controller. Surprisingly, she managed to not die against the creature, the character pulling out the demon’s mechanical power source and detonating it.

“Wait for it,” CC said as Gilda started to relax.

Then when both the Slayer and Cyberdemon were dragged to Hell, the demon got back up.

“You… mother… fu- SHIT!” Gilda jumped, her talons clenching around the controller and sending her fingers into a flurry of motion. “Nope! Nope! Nope! Fuck you!”

“G. You got this.” Flutters encouraged softly.

“I think I’m gonna go before I get blamed,” CC commented just as softly. He kissed the top of Fluttershy’s head before making his way to the front door again. He had a shop to visit. On his way out the door, though, he did manage to hear how G’s latest attempt was going…

“WHY IS HE FASTER?! NO! NO! CHAINSAW! EAT IT! GIMME AMMO!” The hen screeched.

It wasn’t that hard to find the game Chat had suggested to him. It came in its own box, so that he couldn’t miss picking up the ring for all the exercises as well. The price tag used to be steep, but these days it was a drop in the bucket.

The hard part was waiting in line.

“CC?” A voice made the stallion turn around in line.

That… Was his old English teacher, Miss Harvest. The older, dark red-coated, brown-maned kirin mare was in sweat pants and a t-shirt and was clearly not expecting to run into anyone, let alone a former student. She was also holding her own copy of the same game. “Hi… Uh, fancy seeing you here?”

“Yeah,” CC waved the box at her. “I need to get in shape, and this was suggested to me as a fun, enjoyable way to get exercise and feel rewarded for it at the same time. So I’m picking it up. I would have considered the price tag a bit steep a little while ago-”

“Yeah! I understand. M-my son suggested it to me too.” She replied quickly with a hint of a blush. “Has your job been keeping you busy?” She seemed to regret saying it the moment it left her mouth.

CC’s eyes widened and he looked around, to make sure nobody else had picked up on what Miss Harvest had said. Nobody seemed to be curious, so...carefully worded answer time? That could work. “Well,” he said slowly. “It has irregular hours, but the co-workers are very nice to me. You could hardly call it work, if you enjoy doing it as much as I do.” That was totally innocent, right? Right.

“Of course.” She nodded. “I get that. It’s why I started teaching, initially. It’ll be weird not seeing you and Gilda as much.” She blinked. “I mean, not seeing you in general. Ahem, I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re good,” the stallion waved her concerns off. “And hey, nobody said we had to stop talking. We’re both adults, we can make our own choices on who we keep in contact with.”

“You are absolutely right.” She nodded while taking a breath. “We’re adults here. This is fine.” She smiled. “Ahem, so, you said your roommates treat you right?”

“Yeah, well, I mean, only one was planned at the start of this little venture, but I seem to have picked up another. Not that I’m complaining at all,” he stipulated. “I’m glad to give her a room to stay in when her parents wouldn’t.”

“That’s really nice.” She replied. “Oh, and if we’re referring to each outside of school, you can call me Honey. Yes, I’ve heard all the jokes before. It’s like my parents wanted me to be a stripper or a porn star.” She giggled and blushed. “Sorry... Again.”

“No, it’s fine,” the stallion waved her concerns off once more. “Honestly, it’s nice to talk to you outside of a school setting. You’re much more relaxed when you’re not chewing someone’s head off for a dangling participle.”

“Right? Use the definite article! She giggled again. “Oh! You’re up, by the way!” She pointed over his shoulder. “It was great talking to you!”

“Oh, thanks,” the stallion said, turning back to the counter and plopping the box down for the cashier to scan.

Honey waved as he left, leaving him wondering if he’d see her again.

Gilda was gasping for breath. The credits were rolling. She was soaked with sweat and was slumped against the couch. “I… feel like I’ve been fucked for like, three hours.”

“That’s…. Not too far off.” Flutters nodded. “You did very well and you died less and less as you went on. I’m proud of you G, you adapted and got better as you played.”

“Might have to do this again, just to play for enjoyment.” Gilda nodded. “Feel like I need a shower. Again.”

There was a knock at the door.

“Fuck me…” Gilda grunted and got up. “I’m gonna shower, you let her in.” Gilda said. “Sorry chat, we’ll introduce Gabs later.” And she cut the feed.

Flutters nodded and waited for Gilda to retreat before she set her laptop down and got up. Taking a breath, she trotted through the living room, through the hallway, and into the entryway to get to the front door. She opened in and was greeted by a grinning gray-feathered and furred griffon hen. Flutters guessed her to be late teens to early twenties, and she appeared to be a little taller than Dash. Her bright blue eyes sparkled. She wore a t-shirt with an anime girl on it she didn’t recognise (A red-maned, red-eyed, cream-colored mare with bat wings, winking and doing an impressive job of hiding her bust behind her wings). She also wore some rather tight jeans. Her bust appeared to be a little smaller than Gilda’s yet larger than Dash’s. (Then again, any mare would be bigger than Dash, not that she’d say anything like that in pony.) The hen bounced on her paws like a giddy child as she held onto a rolling travel bag.

“Flutters!” Gabby, or Gabs, cried and immediately pulled the mare into a hug. The hug also resulted in Gabs shoving her face into the mares bust.

“Eep! H-hi G-Gabby!” Flutters said, stiffening a little.

“Hi!” Came the muffled response before the hen tugged her face out. “Chat was so nice to help me get here!”

“They sure were.” Flutters nodded.

“Hey, loosen up. I’ve seen you naked, that’s like massive compared to this. Oh and where’s Dweeb and Gilda? Oh! And call me Gabs.”

“O-okay. Ummm, Gilda’s showering after Chat challenged her to DOOM.” Flutters replied, finally breaking the hug. “Dweeb- Eh, CC went to go get a game to help him exercise from home. O-oh! And come on in.” She stepped aside and let the hen pass by her.

“Ooooo! Nice place.” Gabs grinned and looked around as she walked through the house. “I’m sure I’ll see ‘em soon.” She rolled her bag up to the back of the couch and left it standing there. “So this is the famous living room,” She seemed to take a breath in. “Gilda must have really worked hard in here. I can still smell her.”

“Well, she did just run up to take a shower.” Flutters nodded. “So, make yourself at home? I’m gonna sit back down and make a little announcement on the site and stream.” With that, she sat down and started tapping away at her laptop.

“That’s fine.” Gabs continued to look around the living room and wandered into the kitchen. “Hey do you have anyone to manage things like merch, or the website, or even a health professional just in case?”

“Uhh, not that I know of?” Flutters said blinking and looking in Gabs’ direction. “Those… might be something to look into. I can probably manage the site, but a health professional on demand wouldn’t be a bad idea.” She hummed and bit her lip.

“Oh, is there a no clothes rule?” Gabs asked, poking her head out of the kitchen.

“Eh? Kinda. Depending on how we’re feeling and if Gilda or CC even want to enforce it. Dash is a wild card. Sometimes she comes in and strips, other times not.” Flutters shrugged.

“Should I?” Gabs asked with a lewd wink at the butter mare.

Flutters blushed. “W-well… i-it’d make an interesting first impression.”

“Oh, what should I say to CC and Gilda when I see them.” Gabs came back out to the living room. “Hello onee-chan, do you want your dinner, your bath, or me?”

“Now that’s kinda over used.” Flutters blinked blankly at the hen.

“Eh heh, you’ve got a point.” Gabs giggled, sticking her tongue out. “I’ll come up with something!”

The door opened again. “Got the game,” CC called from the doorway as he closed the door. “Seeing as how I already exercised today, I’ll start it tomorrow. And I see Gabby’s here, judging by the unfamiliar car full of stuff in the driveway.”

“Dweeb!” Gabby started to jump up and down in place.

“You don’t say.” Flutters said, already a little tired of the excitable hen. CC walked into the living room to put the game away next to the others and paused to take in Gabby’s appearance.

“Hey Stud.” Gabby winked at him, putting a talon on her hip.

“Hey yourself,” CC commented, putting the game with the rest and taking a spot on the couch. “So, where did you want to sleep while you’re here?”

“Well, where’s open? I could take the couch.” Gabs said, bouncing on her paws a little bit.

“Well, my old room has been converted into the new guest room, or you could take up one of the sides of the master bed, sandwich me between you and Gilda,” CC joked. “I can think of worse ways to wake up than between two hens.”

“Oooo sleeping with onee-chan and her lover? Sounds kinky.” Gabs giggled giving him bedroom eyes.

“Well, you’d have to earn it,” CC pointed out. “You did just use up a lot of the money Chat donated to get you here. I think you should give them a show first, see how well you come across to the viewers.”

“Ooooo! Kinky!” Gabs grinned happily and leapt onto the couch. “Want me to show off to chat?”

“At this point we’ll need a black leather couch to replace this one.” Flutters commented, glancing over at the pair.

“Hey, I like this couch!” CC protested. “It’s nice and comfortable.” He pulled Gabby into a hug and looked at Fluttershy. She was the one in charge of the streams, now, so she would tell them when they were online or what Chat wanted.

“I get it! It was a casting couch joke!” Gabs giggled.

“And, we’re live. Chat’s already full of Gabs.” Flutters rolled her eyes.

“Hi Chat! I’m Gabs!” Gabs waved at the camera.

“They think she’s cute. Some think she’s innocent. Do they remember the fact that you mentioned talonjobs and blowjobs?” Flutters raised a brow at the hen.

“Everyone assumes I’m the cute, innocent little chick. I’m not.” Gabs smirked at the camera. “I’m a dirty bird…”

“Why is it every hen I run into is dirty?” the stallion commented, idly running his fingers through Gabby’s head feathers.

She pressed her head into his hand. “Who knows, maybe you just attract all the females like some hentai protagonist.”

“Yeah, I attracted you from across the country,” the stallion quipped, rubbing her head gently. “Oh, by the way. This visit, is it a you staying here thing, or just a short stay? I got no problems either way, I think Chat will pay for your moving fees easily.”

“I just brought stuff for over the weekend. I could move in, if everyone wants me to.” Gabs smiled cutely.

“Well, how about you give them some incentive, hmm? Flutters, start up a new donation pool, for Gabby’s moving services. If we get enough to offset what it’d take for her to move in, she’s ours,” the stallion said to the mare behind the camera controls.

“Got it. Gimme a minute or two.” Flutters nodded, tapping away at the keyboard.

“So Dweeb, should I show off a little, since, you know, everyone else has.” Gabs pushed her head into his hand.

“Whatever comes naturally to you, little birdy,” the stallion teased Gabs, eventually easing up on the petting so she could do...whatever she planned to do.

Gabs leaned back and hooked the waistband of her shorts and tugged them down and off, revealing gray panties that were already stained. She tossed her shorts onto a chair, only to grab the hem of her shirt and pull it up. She happened to be wearing a black bra underneath, only to toss her shirt onto her shorts. “Chat, should I remove more?”

“They’re already saying yes.” Flutters announced.

“I’m starting to think it’s not the hens that are the dirty ones in this equation,” CC commented dryly.

“Dweeb, we know that Chat are a bunch of perverts.” Flutters giggled. “Not that, that’s a bad thing. They want some… Oh my. Titties and puss.”

“I guess this whole thing is about you showing off,” CC smiled, edging out of the way of the camera so he wasn’t taking up space for Gabs’ debut.

“Mmmm… I’ve always wanted to do this…” Gabby sighed as she unclasped her bra and held it over her breasts. She stood up and let her bra drop to the floor. She shifted her talons and cupped her breasts and squeezed herself. She let out a whine before sliding her talons down her stomach to hook her panties. She turned around and slowly pushed them down, bending over as she did. A line of pink peeked out between her legs as she bared herself for the camera. She stepped out of her panties and turned to sit on the couch, leaning back and spreading her legs. She slid a couple talons down her stomach and pressed them between her lips. She gave a breathy sigh as she slowly spread her lips.

“Not to ruin your scene, but Chat loves you. A lot of not so innocent, and hot replies.” Flutters spoke up.

“I’m glad they like her, they only paid for her to come over,” CC quipped. “She’s lewd and cute at the same time,” the stallion also observed. It was very hard to not interrupt one scene and replace it with a different one, but this was her debut.

“Dweeb. This working for you?” Gabs batted her eyelashes at him, rubbing her two fingers up and down her spread lips.

In response, CC spread his legs a little, to reveal the bulge straining his shorts a fair bit.

“Awwww… Poor thing…” She cooed. “Wanna let him out?”

“Only if you want to see him, I know you have preferences, and this is your first stream and all,” the stallion replied easily.

“Mmmm, can I stroke you?” She asked, visibly getting wetter. “You can cum on my face if you want.”

“So naughty~” CC cooed, undoing the fly on his pants and pulling them down, leaving only the thin boxers as the separator between Gabby’s eyes and his dick. “Come and pull it out then, if you want to see it.”

She reached out and stroked him through his boxers. She hummed as she slowly tugged it out, wrapping her talon around it and stoking up as she pulled it out. The whole thing was just as large as she’d imagined it had to be, if it was giving Gilda such a hard time. It throbbed and pulsed under her attentions, the warmth it gave off just as strong as his body heat.

Her fingers slid up and started to circle her clit while slowly stroking back down. She stroked back up and tried to keep her circling move in time with her stroking.

“Mmm, you’re good at that,” CC praised the hen. “Most of the time, G and I don’t do foreplay,” he admitted.

“That’s a shame.” Gabs said a little breathily, stroking and circling a little faster. “I kinda exclusively love foreplay. Sex… honestly doesn’t interest me as much as making guys and girls happy.”

“Everyone has something they like,” the stallion noted out loud. “As long as you’re happy, then I’m happy to have you, Gabs.”

Gabs’ suddenly jumped as someone sat on the couch next to her. Her head whipped around to be met by Gilda’s tits. She looked up. There was Gilda. She was naked, sans a collar, but it was still her. Gabs gasped. “Onii-”

Gilda’s finger pressed over her beak. “You finish that sentence, chick, and I’ll break your nico-nico-kneecaps. Now stand up.”

Gabs stood up. Removing her hand from herself yet still stroking CC.

“Hey Dweeb.” Gilda said, shifting over then patting her thighs for Gabs to sit. Gab’s head immediately wedged between Gilda’s tits. The smaller hen blushed furiously as Gilda spread the hen’s legs. “Keep strokin’ him.”

Gabs nodded. CC could feel the smaller hen’s shaking as she stroked faster.

“Hey Gabs.” Gilda said, rubbing Gab’s inner thighs. “Can I tell ya somethin’?”

“S-sure...” Gabs stammered.

“I’ve wanted to do this to you for years…” She said huskily into the smaller hens ear.

Gabs whined loudly as Gilda’s fingers started to rub over the gray hen’s lips. Gabs’ stroking was fast and uneven. Gilda spread Gabs’ lips as her fingers circled Gabs’ clit.

“Hold up okay, Dweeb?” Gilda looked over at CC.

“Y-Yeah,” the stallion panted. It was the most intense session he could remember being a part of, so far. Then again, he didn’t know what he was expecting with two griffons under one roof.

“Scoot a little closer Dweeb.” Gilda ordered, shifting a talon up to squeeze Gabs’ breast as she circled gabs’ clit faster. “Do you both wanna cum?”

“Uh-uh-huh!” Gabs nodded and gasped loudly as her hips started to buck. Flutters took the time to shift a camera closer. Gabs’ pussy was visibly contracting as she bucked her hips. CC’s cock was twitching and oozing seed from his flared head, and the stallion was doing his best to hold himself as still as possible.

“C’mere babe.” Gilda ordered, roughly pressing down on the smaller hen’s clit. “Cum on her.”

CC let out a low moan as his hips started to buck. His cock twitched a few times, before he started spraying his seed out to coat the smaller hen’s talons as she stroked him.

“C’mon Gabs.” Gilda rubbed Gabs’ clit hard. Gabs’ pussy dribbled a little as she gasped for breath. “Cum for Onee-chan.”

“GAAAAAHHHH! FUUU- -UUUU- -UUUCK” Gabs back arched as her legs twitched and spasmed. Clear fluid spurted from the smaller hen’s pussy, only for a second spray to arc over and splatter against the laptop's camera. Gabs gave one last smaller spurt of fluid, which landed on the floor, then she collapsed against Gilda. Gabs’ legs twitched occasionally as she gasped for air. Gabs looked quite out of it.

“Oh Good Girl…” Gilda cooed, hugging the shaking hen.

“I’d say that’s a good intro,” CC commented once he got his breath back.

“H-holy Sh-shit.” Flutters was beet red as she looked at the chatlog. “W-well… Most of the responses are I came too. I… might need to excuse myself too...” She said as she got up and hurried away.

Gilda just held the smaller griffon as Flutter set her laptop down and retrieved a towel to wipe the errant fluid off the main laptop. CC fell back as his cock oozed a little. The whole mess would take lots of effort to clean up, he was sure. Wait...had Gilda gotten off? He turned his slightly glazed gaze over to the alpha hen.

“What?” Gilda asked, raising a brow at the stallion.

“Do you not need some more attention?” CC managed to get a coherent thoughtline together enough to vocalize his concern.

“You take her.” Gilda shifted the smaller hen over to the stallion. “I’ll give them a bonus show to finish out the stream.”

“Mkay,” CC mumbled, letting the naked hen cuddle him. “Hey,” he said, hugging Gabs a little closer. “You did great.”

“Thhhanksss.” Gabs groaned, blinking slowly. “I feel… gooood….”

“Yes, that tends to happen after Gilda fucks you,” the stallion noted. “Let’s just be lewd and cute for the camera, kay?”

“Mmmm kay…” Gabs nodded, snuggling into him. “Everything feels… great.”

“You know, I was gonna fuck myself, but you two are fucking cute.” Gilda looked at the pair.

“Nobody said we can’t have both,” the stallion pointed out. “Cute over here, while you’re lewd over there.” One of his hands stroked along Gabby’s back as they laid on one part of the couch.

“What was the term from Lit, Juxtaposition?” Gilda shrugged and sighed as her talons slid down to her crotch and her fingers rubbed over her clit.

“That’d be the one,” CC nodded. “Mmm. Good thing I have the job of being cute with Gabs here.”

“You two do that.” Gilda rolled her eyes as she pressed down on her clit, causing her to shudder. She looked at the camera.

“Now, perverts. Hope you’ve got one more in ya…”