Gallus stirred, the warm rays of the morning sun peeking through a gap in the curtains and tickling his beak. A cool breeze washed over his back, making the gryphon reflexively snuggle into the warm fur and feathers in front of him. While he didn't like to admit it, Gallus really did enjoy time spent cuddled up with Silverstream. It was about as far from the cold streets of Griffonstone as he could get.

He was the big spoon this time. Somewhat unusual given Silverstream's bigger frame and her desire to "cuddle Gallus like a teddy bear". Still, it was a nice change. Especially the way Silverstream's thick tail curled tightly around one of his hindlegs like a warm, fuzzy snake.

It took a couple of seconds to realise that something might be wrong with that last thought. Gallus cracked an eye open. Pink and blue feathers. Gallus shrugged internally, closing his eye again and snuggled back against his partner. The warm fluffy mass he was holding onto murmured appreciatively and pressed back into Gallus' embrace. Yes, the young gryphon decided, this was a good way to start the day.

Wait a minute, Silverstream's crest isn't pink. Gallus thought. That's not Silverstream!

Blearily, Gallus opened his eyes and looked down at who he was curled up against. He had his arms wrapped around an almost ghostly grey-blue gryphon with a colourful pink crest of feathers running across the top and back of its' head. From the broad hips and subtle swell of the rump pressing against him, Gallus could tell she was definitely a gryphoness. A similarly pink tuft of fur at the tip of the leonine tail currently wrapped around one of Gallus' legs completed the view.

Luckily for him, Gallus started to remember the events of the previous night before his brain could jump straight into blind panic.

"Ocellus?" he breathed.

"Aww, you look so cute like that!" a voice altogether too chipper and bubbly for a lazy summer Saturday morning rang out across the room.

Gallus looked over to see Silverstream next to the desk beyond the foot of the bed, beaming back at him.

"Good morning, Silver." Gallus kept his volume at a reasonable level for the time of day.

Silverstream bobbed her head happily, but Gallus noticed another pair of eyes boring into him. Edith, Silverstream's pet cockatrice was currently perched on the desk, her tail draped out of the open window.

Gallus rolled his eyes. "Good morning, Edith," he said, with much less enthusiasm.

Either not picking up on his tone or not caring, Edith seemed mollified with Gallus' acknowledgement, making an oddly pleasant noise, which contrasted sharply with the open beak filled with hundreds of needle sharp teeth and long forked tongue. Morning greeting done with, Edith went straight back to pecking at the food bowl Silverstream had put out for her. Gallus reflexively ran his tongue around the smooth edges of the inside of his beak, shuddering at the idea of teeth suddenly sprouting there. He wasn't sure if he'd ever be entirely comfortable around that cockatrice, but he trusted Silverstream.

The noise had disturbed Ocellus, the gryphoness shifting against Gallus as she woke.
"Morning," she groaned, before stretching as much as she was able and giving a tremendous yawn. As she finished, her beak snapped shut with an audible click. Startled, her eyes almost crossed looking down at her beak. Ocellus gave a shrill startled cry and buried her face in a pillow.

Silverstream bounded over in a flash.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's embarrassing, being like this," Ocellus replied, slightly muffled.

"What? Being a Gryphon?" Gallus asked, "that's a bit harsh, don't you think?"

Silverstream shot Gallus a look.

"No, it's not that," Ocellus explained, pulling her face out of the pillow, "it's transforming in my sleep. It's a reflex, back from... before. "

"No need to be ashamed!" Silverstream exclaimed, "I think it's really cute!"

"I changed back to normal in the middle of the night, because keeping a disguise of a specific individual is hard to keep up for long," Ocellus explained. "But when a Changeling sleeps with another kind of creature we often subconsciously take their form to blend in, even when we know we don't need to."

"I'm sorry," Gallus apologised. "That's pretty cool actually. Honestly, I think this form's pretty neat."

Ocellus giggled. "I can tell!"

"How come?" Silverstream asked, looking down at Gallus with a predatory expression.

"Huh? I don't get it." Gallus muttered.

Still giggling to herself, Ocellus rolled her hips back against Gallus.

"Oh," Gallus breathed, suddenly aware of soft fur grinding against his rock hard cock. He quickly pulled himself away from the gryphoness, curling in on himself and pressing his hindlegs together to cover himself. Of course, he knew he was kidding himself to hope that Silverstream hadn't noticed.

The hippogryph grinned. "Well, on the topic of reflexes..."

Ocellus rolled over to face Gallus, smiling. "Shy all of a sudden?"

"It's not exactly polite. Especially since you're not Silverstream."

The hippogryph in question looked at Gallus with half-lidded eyes. "Well, given what we got up to last night I'm sure Ocellus is an exception this morning."

"That makes sense," Ocellus agreed, while rolling over to stand on the bed and stretch like a cat. "It's only natural given the circumstances."

Silverstream edged around the room to take away Edith's now empty food bowl and fussed the cockatrice with her claws for a few seconds before Edith hopped back out of the window. The hippogryph still managed to catch Gallus ogling the lithe gryphoness next to him and couldn't help but smirk.

"Say, Ocellus?" Silverstream asked as she closed the window, "would you fancy lending a talon to help relieve Gallus of his embarrassment?"

Ocellus held Silverstream's questioning gaze for a moment, her current avian face giving much less away than her usual changeling self. The gryphoness turned her attention to Gallus, who was starting to squirm a little. Ocellus' features softened and a mischievous sparkle entered her eyes.

"Sure, it sounds fun," the gryphoness replied.

"Great!" Silverstream exclaimed whilst clapping her claws together, "this'll be fun!"

Silverstream practically flowed over to the bed where Gallus was still lounging. The bigger hippogryph had little difficulty manoeuvring Gallus so she was spooning him from behind much like when they'd gone to sleep the previous evening. The griffon practically melted back against Silverstream as she wrapped her legs around him and moved to nuzzle her cheek and beak against Gallus'.

"How about we start off nice and gentle?" Silverstream whispered as she slowly slipped one set of claws down through the cream plumage of his breast, tweaking the occasional feather as she went.

Gallus murmured in agreement, eagerly returning Silverstream's affectionate nuzzles, unable to hold back a shiver as the hippogryph's claws transitioned from feathers to fur as they traced down across his belly. Ocellus lay close but not quite touching, content to watch things unfold for the time being, her body perfectly still save for the occasional sweep of her long tail.

Silverstream reached Gallus' hindlegs, still squeezed together and gently wormed her claws between them, searching for her prize. She felt the gryphon tense against her and gasp as her claws brushed the tip of his cock. Just a little more and Silverstream had her digits carefully wrapped around his shaft and gave one languid stroke from the tip all the way down to the knot and back again, making Gallus give a pleasured chirp. Silverstream revelled in the heat radiating off the throbbing organ and the way it was almost a contradiction, simultaneously being pliable but also rock solid.

Ocellus was now hungrily watching the point where Silverstream's limb disappeared between Gallus' legs.

"I don't think we should keep all the fun to ourselves now, should be?" Silverstream breathed into Gallus' ear while using her arm to gently pry the gryphon's legs apart, exposing his pink cock which contrasted sharply with the cream fur on his stomach. Gallus felt the scales of Silverstream's digits return to stroking his member, while simultaneously he noticed the hippogryph shifting behind him and sliding her free forelimb down between her own legs, moments later subtly grinding her hips to his as she started to pleasure herself as well.

Silverstream gave Gallus' shaft a firm squeeze from the base all the way to the tip in one steady motion, making Gallus groan. Silverstream's eyes lit up at the bead of pre that welled up from Gallus' cock, taking a single talon to collect it and smear the fluid over the head of Gallus' dick.

Ocellus now started to move, Gallus gasping at the dual sensations of Silverstream working his cock and nuzzling into his neck and Ocellus' gryphoness form rubbing sensuously up against him, the soft feathers and silky fur sliding across his own. She leaned in and started to nuzzle and rub beaks with Gallus and Silverstream, earning soft murmurs of contentment from them both. Ocellus moved her hindlegs to straddle one of Gallus', pinning it in place with her thighs and gently started to hump against it, all the while nuzzling at everything in reach. She ran her talons across both Gallus' and Silverstream's bodies, making Silverstream softly chirp as one set of talons found a wing and brushed across the sensitive flesh and tweaked the flight feathers behind.

Gallus responded in kind, talons roving and exploring the gryphoness rubbing up against him, feeling up a folded wing before brushing along her furred back and clutched at her hindquarters. He felt a layer of soft fat give way to bands of iron muscle beneath that flowed and shifted as Ocellus rocked herself against Gallus' knee. The gryphon felt his excitement growing rapidly almost in spite of Silverstream's still measured strokes of his cock, but being pinned between Silverstream and Ocellus, feeling the latter's grinding against him becoming consistently hotter and wetter, drove him inexorably closer to release.

"He makes the cutest noises when he's really excited," Silverstream purred as she continued her ministrations, still rubbing herself with her free forelimb. Ocellus hummed in agreement, briefly nuzzling into Silverstream's neck before pulling away.

"I've got an idea," the gryphoness said, before almost reluctantly peeling herself away from Gallus and working her way down his body, rubbing with her talons and nipping gently with her beak as she went, drawing shallow gasps and pants from Gallus. Before long she'd reached her goal, her face just inches from the gryphon's throbbing cock, Silverstream's claws still working it at a leisurely pace with the occasional gentle squeeze to the engorged knot at the base. Ocellus smiled mischievously, locking eyes with Gallus for a moment before leaning in. The gryphoness opened her beak wide and tongue outstretched, slowly closing the gap between her and the tip of Gallus' erection. At the last moment, she turned her head aside and darted to a blue hindleg instead, zeroing in on the damp patch of fur and giving it a slow, luxurious lick.

Gallus leaned his head back and groaned.

"Aww, she's such a tease, isn't she?" Silverstream said, burying her face into the plumage on Gallus' neck, before putting her beak to Gallus' ear and whispering. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get the chance to do the same to her before long." Gallus could only give a breathless moan in response.

While this was going on, Ocellus had moved her attentions up the blue thigh in front of her. The gryphoness made a mixture of gentle nips with her beak, licks with her tongue and rubbing with the flat surfaces of her beak as she made her way to her ultimate prize, one set of talons pressed against Gallus' stomach and the other gripping a leg to hold him in place. She had to maneuverer carefully around Silverstream's still occupied limb, first bringing herself to nuzzle and lick at Gallus' balls snugly ensconced in their fuzzy blue sack. Gallus twitched as Ocellus bought each delicate orb into her beak in turn and applied the gentlest of pressure.

"Please," Gallus gasped, "I'm so close!"

Ocellus relented, positioning herself in front of Gallus' twitching erection.

"All right, I think it's time to finish him off," Ocellus said, before she leaned in and carefully took the tip of Gallus' cock into her mouth. Without any fanfare she opened her beak as wide as possible and plunged down as far as she could. Gallus felt Ocellus' throat wrap around the head of his penis, pulsing with steady swallowing motions. He could feel vibrations run up his shaft from both Ocellus' moans and the subtle whistling of her breathing as her windpipe was being distorted by Gallus' dick in her throat. Gallus tried to instinctively buck his hips but a firm set of talons on his thigh held him in place.

Silverstream moved her claws down from where she'd still been working the base of Gallus' shaft to his bulbous knot. She could feel the organ throbbing desperately with need under her digits. Ocellus moved her talons from Gallus' stomach to squeeze and stroke what remained of Gallus' cock outside of her mouth. It probably looked ungainly but Gallus' couldn't care less, it felt amazing. Silverstream gave a firm squeeze on Gallus' knot and that was all it took to send him rushing frantically towards the edge.

"All right, Gallus," Silverstream breathed in his ear, "cum for us."

Ocellus redoubled her efforts, getting as much of the throbbing cock into her throat as she could. She saw Gallus' balls draw close to his body and hummed in satisfaction around the shaft filling her beak. Gallus cried out as the dam burst, going rigid. His throbbing member unloaded burst after burst into Ocellus' welcoming throat, still massaging his dick even as it swallowed his cum.

"That's it!" Cooed Silverstream, still gripping and massaging Gallus' knot even as his cock throbbed and spurted into Ocellus' mouth. "Give her everything!"

After a few moments, Ocellus pulled back, stroking him all the while so the last couple of ropes of seed coated the inside of her mouth and giving her a taste. Ocellus repositioned so she was face to face with Gallus, opening her beak to show him the pearly essence in her maw before closing her beak and making an exaggerated swallow before revealing her empty mouth.

"Oh wow, that was hot." Gallus gasped, temporarily spent.

"Hmm, that was fun," Silverstream agreed. "But now I'm all worked up."

Silverstream snuggled her head into the fluffy plumage of Gallus' neck. "That was much more exciting than a simple clawjob, wasn't it?"

Gallus was still pretty much unresponsive, basking in afterglow. "Uh-huh."

Ocellus looked Silverstream in the eye and spoke up. "I could help you out if you'd like?"

Silverstream grinned. "I'd like that."

Gallus felt Silverstream shift, carefully unwrapping herself from where she'd been tightly curled against the gryphon's back. She didn't move far, Gallus could still feel some of her warm coat brushing against his own. Ocellus draped herself over Gallus' torso, pinning his wings to his sides as she reached over to Silverstream. Offering silent thanks to his avian traits, Gallus turned his head to look behind himself to watch Ocellus and Silverstream nuzzle and rub beaks.

The pair really started getting into it, nuzzling each other wherever they could reach. Before, it was a restrained, almost tender affair but now it was much more aggressive, almost primal. Silverstream had rolled onto her back, wings splayed and was grabbing at Ocellus with both sets of claws, the gryphoness responding in kind.

After a frantic minute, Ocellus pulled back and climbed off of Gallus, who pulled himself out of the way so Ocellus could have better access to Silverstream. Instead of climbing on top of the hippogryph, Ocellus instead positioned herself between Silverstream's legs, gently pushing them apart. Ocellus took a moment to admire Silverstream splayed out beneath her, framed by her outspread wings with her crest dishevelled and her beak open, chest heaving as she panted for breath, staring back up at Ocellus with unbridled lust in her eyes.

Ocellus looked down, immediately noticing that Silverstream was positively drenched, the lips of her slit puffy and engorged. There were flashes of darker pink as her pussy winked, revealing Silverstream's clitoris and offering glimpses of the inside of her tunnel contrasting with the paler colour of her coat. Ocellus kept a set of claws on the inside of one of Silverstream's thighs and moved the other between her legs to fondle a breast. Silverstream shivered as Ocellus kneaded the soft mound, a claw rubbing over the nipple. The motions caused it to flush with blood and harden, becoming even more sensitive.

Gallus watched, a little envious. He'd always been fascinated by Silverstream's teats. They each sat on a small mound of soft breast that was extremely fun to play with. Female gryphons had six instead of Silverstream's two but they were much less prominent, often completely covered by the gryphoness' fur if they weren't nursing. Silverstream noticed Gallus staring and reached over with a claw to get his attention, beckoning him over and nuzzling him, moaning breathily into his ears and running her claws across his wings and shoulders. Gallus returned the gesture, running a talon through the feathers on Silverstream's wing slayed out closest to him.

Ocellus smiled at the affectionate display, before ducking between Silverstream's legs and rubbing the smooth, rounded edge of her beak against the hippogryph's slit, parting the folds and nudging just inside the hot, wet interior. Silverstream stiffened and gasped as her clitoris winked and got trapped grinding against the smooth keratin. The stimulation prompted a rush of juices to pour out of Silverstream's pussy, drenching Ocellus' cere and nares. The gryphoness huffed to clear them before taking in a long draught of Silverstream's excited musk. Not content with just the smell, Ocellus carefully worked her beak further into Silverstream's canal, slowly stretching her a little at a time before opening her beak and allowing her tongue to dart out and lap at the spasming walls, letting Silverstream's fluids to flow into her mouth and swallowing them down eagerly.

"Oh yeah!" Silverstream moaned. "That's it, right there!" Her pussy was rhythmically clenching on Ocellus' beak, trying to desperately milk it like a cock. Ocellus made slow motions as if she was nodding, grinding the largest part of her beak against the top of Silverstream's canal where it would constantly rub against her winking clitoris, sometimes pinning the engorged bulb in place, making the hippogryph squirm at the extra stimulation. Ocellus had to hold her firmly in place with both sets of talons; well aware that this kind of oral wasn't without its' risks with all of the edges on her beak. While not razor sharp, a sudden sharp jolt could still cause damage. Silverstream noticed this and realised that Ocellus wasn't able to find any relief herself.

"Hey, Gallus?" Silverstream managed to ask between pants. "Why don't you go see to Ocellus?"

"Uh, would that be OK with you, 'Cell?" Gallus asked.

Ocellus locked gazes with Gallus, her eyes burning with need. She managed to raise a digit in a classic "affirmative" gesture. That was all Gallus needed, crawling over to Ocellus. As he drew near, he trailed a talon along her flanks, tracing the lines of muscle crossing her thighs and hindquarters. At the touch Ocellus shifted her hindlegs, spreading into a wider stance and arching her back, presenting her rump higher into the air. Gallus finally got behind the sleek grey gryphoness and couldn't help but let out a low whistle.

Ocellus' thick tail was plastered to one side, giving Gallus a full view. Nestled in the valley of her hindquarters, the lips of Ocellus' pussy were swollen, a faint red flush visible through the surrounding fuzz as it thinned out. A thin strip of vibrant pink was visible in the center of Ocellus' slit, glistening with moisture in the morning light. While nowhere near as prodigious as Silverstream, the fur below Ocellus' pussy was matted by a thin stream of juices. Gallus took this all in, looking up past the swell of Ocellus' rump he could see her lithe body stretched out in front of him, then her beak buried in Silverstream's snatch, before tracing up the hippogryph's soft curves to lock eyes with Silverstream smiling back at him. The gryphon felt his erection start to stiffen again at the sight.

Gallus reached down with one set of talons and ran them over Ocellus' backside, kneading and groping at the soft flesh and hard muscle beneath, all the while working further between her legs. Ocellus let out a happy chirp into Silverstream's pussy, pushing herself back against Gallus' wandering digits. Gallus rocked back onto his haunches, pulling at Ocellus' rump with one set of talons, the moving skin tugging at Ocellus' entrance and revealing more of her tight channel. Taking his other set of talons, Gallus traced up and down the outer edges of Ocellus' labia, earning some shivers from the gryphoness. Moving down to the bottom of her slit, Gallus cupped her groin and started rubbing, trying to stimulate Ocellus' clit from outside of her body. Ocellus moaned, pushing back to hump against Gallus' digits.

The vibrations in turn sent shockwaves through Silverstream, who who cried out to the heavens. Ocellus could feel Silverstream start to tighten around her, getting closer to the edge. She found all of Silverstream's sensitive spots with her tongue, probing at the soft, constricting flesh and taking note whenever Silverstream reacted. Ocellus pulled out all of the stops to bring her friend to orgasm, moving one of her talons from Silverstream's thigh to her teats, fondling and squeezing them.

Gallus continued his ministrations on Ocellus, but looking at her pussy he couldn't help but want to get a taste for himself. Leaning in, he pressed the side of his beak to her slit at an angle, not quite penetrating but allowing him to lap at her. Ocellus' juices tasted sharper and smelled more muskier than Silverstream's, who was sweet in comparison. Gallus couldn't decide which he preferred as he continued to explore her with his tongue. He quickly found her clitoral hood and probed his tongue underneath to lash at it directly, not relenting with his grinding on her pubis. Ocellus jumped at the sudden contact and trilled in pleasure.

"Ocellus?" Silverstream's pitch was wavering now as she spoke. "Would you like Gallus to mount you?"

Gallus jerked his head up. "Huh?" While an unexpected turn of events, his member was now throbbing between his legs and Gallus couldn't say he wasn't interested in the idea.

"Yes!" Came the muffled reply from Ocellus, who didn't let up in her work on Silverstream. For emphasis, she rocked her hindquarters from side to side in front of Gallus, her tail still firmly planted to the side. Gallus didn't need any further encouragement, rearing up and planting his chest on her back. As with most gryphons and gryphoness', Ocellus was noticeably bigger than Gallus, so he couldn't hook his talons around the base of her wings, opting instead to hold on to her hips instead.

Gallus hunched his hips forwards, feeling his cock miss its' target and rub along the groove where one of Ocellus' legs met her body, both managing to spread some of Ocellus' juices through her fur and smearing his own pre into the soft fur of her underbelly. Gallus took one set of talons off of Ocellus' thigh and used it to reposition himself, bringing the pointed tip to her hot, slick entrance. He rubbed the head of his cock the length of her slit, feeling Ocellus try to push back against him. Gallus smirked, stopping her from impaling herself on his rod and instead continued to tease her with just the tip. Ocellus let out a muffled while and kept trying to hump backwards.

"I'm so close!" Silverstream exclaimed. "Come on Gallus, just fuck her already!"

Gallus couldn't ignore that plea and let himself start to sink into Ocellus' welcoming depths. Ocellus rocked back, pushing half of his length into her in one sudden motion. Gallus then made one smooth thrust and buried himself to the knot, pushing Ocellus forwards a little with the force of it. Ocellus let out a moan at the feeling of being stretched out by Gallus' hot, twitching member. Watching Gallus push into Ocellus and that small bump was all it took to send Silverstream spiralling over the edge.

The hippogryph clutched the bedsheets as if her life depended on it, arching her back and giving off a soft moaning whistle. Her tunnel clutched greedily at Ocellus' beak, gushing fluids all over the gryphoness' face in a veritable torrent. The powerful contractions matched the waves of pleasure Silverstream felt through her whole body, her hooves flexing and her wings trying to flap uncoordinated. Silverstream was barely aware of her surroundings as she rode her high. Ocellus had to clear her nares periodically but kept working her beak and tongue, coaxing Silverstream's orgasm to continue as long as possible.

After Silverstream had relaxed and slumped into the bed, Ocellus carefully extricated her beak from the confines of the hippogryph's snatch, making a show of licking around the edges of her beak to collect as much of Silverstream's essence as possible. The gryphoness didn't have much to say though, taking a few moments to get used to Gallus' weight on her back and the sensation of his cock deep inside her pussy. She could feel it throbbing with Gallus' excitement and more subtly she could feel the pulse of his racing heart. Ocellus gave an experimental squeeze, trying out her new pelvic muscles. While not fundamentally different to her natural form or others that she'd donned over her life, it was still a novel experience adjusting to each new form. Gallus groaned and bucked his hips, his swollen knot stopping him from slipping in any further.

Ocellus' tunnel wrapped around Gallus' rod like a glove, surrounding it with hot, wet warmth. He couldn't help himself from throbbing and squeezing precum into Ocellus' depths as he watched Silverstream climax in front of him. After giving Ocellus a few moments to adjust, feeling her actively squeezing against his member, Gallus pulled back, leaving just the tip nestled in Ocellus' welcoming warmth. Ocellus keened at the sudden feeling of being empty and in response Gallus hilted again in one stroke, Ocellus' tunnel providing more than enough lubrication to offer no resistance to Gallus' thrust. The gryphon craned his neck forwards to preen at the feathers between Ocellus' wings as he withdrew again, this time starting a steady rhythm of thrusts, pulling halfway out on each backstroke.

"Oh yeah, that feels really nice." Ocellus moaned, rolling her hips to meet Gallus' thrusts, trying to find the perfect angle for his tapered cock to hit all of her sensitive spots. She instinctively clenched around Gallus' phallus as it retreated, trying to keep it within her, before relaxing and allowing Gallus to seamlessly thrust deep inside again. Ocellus turned her head and reached back to Gallus, aggressively nuzzling him with her beak and soft cheek, giving off soft coos of delight. After Ocellus had broken off her assault, Gallus gripped her flanks tighter and increased the pace and force of his thrusts, filling the room with a wet slapping sound. Gallus could also see the skin on Ocellus' thighs ripple from each impact.

Ocellus' forelegs started to buckle and her head slumped onto the bed, her tongue lolling out of her mouth, her eyes staring into space. The gryphoness trilled and moaned at the rutting Gallus was delivering. Silverstream laid down in front of her and gently rubbed cheeks with her.

"Gallus, do you think you could hold her up?" Silverstream asked.

"Uh, I can try," the gryphon answered, his breathing starting to become laboured from his exertion.

Gallus hunched over Ocellus as much as he possibly could, wrapping his forelegs around her body just behind her wings and reaching his talons up to her feathered breast. He rocked back, pulling on Ocellus as hard as he could to bring her with him. Snapped from her reverie, Ocellus realised what he was trying to do and reared back herself, shuffling her hindlegs for support. With Ocellus almost seated in his lap, Gallus could only manage short, sharp thrusts. It didn't look like a position they could hold for long so Silverstream wasted no time. She helped hold Ocellus up with her claws, while moving her head down her body, tongue probing at the point where feathers met fur and dragging down. Silverstream briefly stopped to lick and nip at Ocellus' nipples before moving onto her real target.

Ocellus looked down, eyes widening as she realised what Silverstream was going to a second before her beak made contact with her nethers. Silverstream paused a moment to rub the smooth top of her beak across Ocellus' drooling slit, also rubbing against Gallus' pistoning shaft and bumping against his now prestigious knot. Silverstream found what she was after, opening her beak and ensnaring Ocellus' clit, careful to grasp it with only the slightest of pressure. With the pulsing bundle of nerves in place, Silverstream got to work rolling her tongue over the pulsing nub.

Ocellus felt her peak approaching fast from Gallus' and Silverstream's dual assault, each flick of a tongue against her clit or the subtle tugs of the beak as Gallus' thrusts rocked her body and stimulated her sensitive pussy sent waves of pleasure through her body. It felt like a spring was rapidly coiling in her gut, threatening to snap at any moment. Ocellus' breath came in short gasps. Her eyes were glazed and unfocused, her mind entirely focused on the rising tide of pleasure surging through her core.

Gallus could feel Ocellus' velvet tunnel begin to spasm uncontrollably. He craned his neck to bring his beak to her ear and whispered huskily.

"It's all right, cum for us, we've got you."

That was the all it took to break the dam. Her pussy clenched tight around Gallus' cock, holding it in place while her body convulsed in pleasure. Waves rolled across her body, breaking against the iron hardness of Gallus' cock deep inside her and only amplifying the sensations. Ocellus gave a hoarse, undulating screech as she was overwhelmed. Her pussy drenched Silverstream's beak, giving the hippogryph a small taste of what Ocellus had been subject to earlier. Ocellus' knees buckled and true to their word Gallus and Silverstream caught her before she could topple. Silverstream withdrew, opting to help gently lower the quaking gryphoness gently to the bed. Ocellus' hindlegs managed to stay locked in position, allowing Gallus to remain inside her while she rode out the last of her mind shattering climax. Even without moving the rhythmic rolling contractions of Ocellus' pussy were sending lightning shooting through Gallus' cock and up his spine.

Gallus stayed still while Ocellus caught her breath and came down from her high, gently stroking her body with his talons in a comforting manner.

"All right," Ocellus said weakly after a minute, "you can keep going now."

Gallus almost let out a sigh of relief, not having to fight every instinct in his body by holding still a moment longer. He quickly resumed his previous pace. Gallus felt a familiar urgent pressure starting to well inside him, Ocellus' little display and powerful milking of his cock having driven him close to the edge.

"I'm close," Gallus breathed, "where do you want it?"

"I want all of it!" Ocellus moaned. "Knot me, please!"

"Are you sure?" Gallus grunted. "There's no going back."

"Yes, I want it," Ocellus pleaded. "Please!"

"Go on, Gallus," Silverstream urged, "give it to her. I want to watch."

Silverstream crouched low on the bed, able to peek between Ocellus' legs to see Gallus entering her.

"Alright, if you're sure," Gallus managed between pants.

Gallus started to lose his rhythm, before gripping on tight to Ocellus' hips with his talons and biting down on the nape of her neck, beginning to thrust savagely. Ocellus let out surprised squeaks at each thrust, Gallus managing to work his swollen knot a little further on each try. After a short eternity, something gave and Gallus hilted, coming to a sudden stop, his knot buried in the gryphoness' pussy. Gallus let go of Ocellus' neck and flared his wings, letting out a predatory shriek.

As his knot passed Ocellus' straining entrance, her channel had instinctively clamped down on it, Locking Gallus and Ocellus together. Gallus made tiny thrusts, as much as he could move as the almost unbearable pressure on his knot and the coaxing of Ocellus' snug pussy dragged him to an almost immediate orgasm.

Ocellus felt the knot force its' way into her and let out a keening cry at the sheer fullness she felt, the entrance of her pussy stretched wider than it ever had been with a strangely pleasurable ache and the tip of Gallus' cock poked at her eager, waiting cervix.

Silverstream could see Gallus' balls draw close to his body and his sheathe start to pulsate as he came. Gallus trembled as he held himself hunched over Ocellus, barely able to breathe as his muscles clenched over and over, sending great spurts of semen through his shaft and bursting into Ocellus' eagerly milking snatch, most of it being pulled straight into her womb. Lightning rolled across his body, from his groin to his wingtips and racing down to his flexing toes. The squeezing on his knot felt like it drew out his climax far longer than usual and when the pulsing finally died down Gallus all but collapsed onto Ocellus' back.

"Oh, wow," he breathed.

Acting on instinct, Ocellus settled down on the bed, allowing both gryphons to rest in a relaxed position, with Gallus draped comfortably over her.

"So, how was it?" Silverstream asked, examining the pair.

"Intense," was all Gallus managed.

"Hmm," Ocellus murmured in agreement. "It feels really good though."

"I like it too when there's time. It's basically enforced cuddle time!" Silverstream said, winking at Gallus.

Outwardly Gallus appeared flustered but Ocellus felt the throb of his cock inside her, giving away his real thoughts on the matter.

"If you roll onto your side you'll be able to stretch your legs," Gallus suggested. "We might be here a while."

Ocellus took the suggestion and after a couple of awkward attempts Gallus was now spooning her from behind, much as he had been when they'd first woken up. Ocellus decided though that the added intimacy of being tied together made the feeling much more intense, feeling his heartbeat both from his chest pressed against her back and also through the hot, occasionally pulsing shaft buried inside her. She also experienced brief shocks of pleasure from her own involuntary clenching around his shaft, her body trying to coax as much seed from him as possible.

Silverstream hopped off of the bed with a spring and a flap, landing and stretching out her back and legs with some audible pops.

"All right," She announced while grabbing a manebrush and trying to make her flowing crest look presentable again, "Sugarcube Corner should be open by now. How about I go get us some breakfast?"

"Yeah, that sounds great," Gallus said. "I'll pay you back later."

"No need!" Silverstream chirped happily, "my treat!"

After a brief discussion about what the pair of gryphons would like from Ponyville's premier bakery, Silverstream practically bounced out of the room, leaving them alone. Ocellus saw out of the corner of her eye Gallus watching her go with a soft smile on his face.

"You really care about her, don't you?" Ocellus asked.

"More than anything," Gallus replied instantly.

"You're lucky," Ocellus said, "I sense she feels the same about you."

Gallus made a pleased little noise in the back of his throat, then was quiet for a couple of minutes.

"This is going to make things weird, isn't it?" he asked, wiggling his hips slightly for emphasis, grinding his cock inside her.

"I don't know," Ocellus sighed. "It doesn't have to. But that's something best discussed when Silverstream gets back."

"Besides," She added, much more brightly, "we still have to go over the results of last night's experiment. That's why we all came together after all!"

Gallus chuckled, "Heh, I guess you're right. It's funny, that already feels like it was a year ago, not last night."

Ocellus giggled, before they fell into companiable silence for a bit. Gallus absentmindedly started preening Ocellus' pink crest feathers without consciously realising. Ocellus let him work, giving appreciative murmurs. After a few minutes Gallus noticed what he was doing and stopped suddenly, a frown crossing his features.

"Hey, Ocellus?" He asked. "If you want you can transform back into your normal form. It must be weird wearing another skin. Not to mention tiring."

Ocellus giggled, "Aww, that's sweet of you, but I'm fine."

"Huh?"

"You're right, sometimes turning into somecreature else takes a lot of energy. Like last night when I was impersonating Silverstream. But there are big differences in how my different forms work," Ocellus answered.

"How so?" Gallus asked, perplexed.

"Well, last night for example," Ocellus explained, "I was copying Silverstream exactly, which is one of the most intensive kinds of transformation a changeling can make and hold."

"But today, with this body," Ocellus gestured to herself with a talon, "it's all instinctive. I don't have to think about what it looks like, it just happens. After getting a load of gryphon DNA to process I made this on instinct and I could stay like this for months, even years if I had to."

"Gryphon DNA?" Gallus asked, confused, "where'd you get that from?"

Ocellus laughed in response, but also intentionally clenched down on Gallus' member and rocked her hindquarters subtly against him.

"Oh," Gallus breathed, his feathers starting to fluff up in embarrassment. "That's a neat trick."

"Yeah," Ocellus agreed, "my body must've absorbed your sperm last night and processed it while I was asleep which allowed me to subconsciously change into a gryphoness overnight by sleeping next to you."

Ocellus didn't hear any response to that, but the shiver running through Gallus' body and the intense throb and accompanying spurt deep inside her told Ocellus all she needed to know.

"I guess you think that's kinda hot, huh?"

"Well, that's one more fetish I didn't need to know I had," Gallus grumbled.

"Don't worry about it, it's perfectly natural," Ocellus assured him.

Another short silence passed.

"So, how much of a mess is this going to make when you deflate?" Ocellus asked.

Gallus barked out a laugh in response, "I think these sheets already need the heaviest wash we can give them! I wouldn't worry about it."

"On a serious note though," Gallus grumbled, "we probably should've grabbed a towel."

Ocellus' eyes widened, "That bad, huh?"

"For me and Silverstream, yeah. But I've never been with a gryphoness before so I don't know if it's different."

"Aw, that's cute!" Ocellus exclaimed, "So Silverstream was your first? That's adorable!"

"The whole world doesn't need to know it!" Gallus shushed her. "I don't go for all that mushy stuff."

"It's all right, I won't tell," Ocellus said, "hey, I've got a weird impulse to preen your wing, would you mind?"

Gallus rolled his eyes and groaned, but obliged her by stretching out a wing where Ocellus could reach and run her beak through his feathers.

The pair stayed that way for a while, relaxing in the warm sunshine streaming in through the windows and the greater warmth in each other.

Author's Note

Thanks to everyone who reads this! I know the story was marked as "Complete" but I had a flash of inspiration from a picture on Derpi one day and sat down to write this. Maybe there will be another chapter where they finish their little "Experiment", but who knows?

So yeah, fun fact, turns out Humans are the only animal that can't swallow and breathe at the same time because of the way our voicebox evolved. I'd guess ponies are similar given that they're mammals capable of speech. But because birds can already mimic speech I'd assume that the 'gryphs haven't got that same flaw. But on the flipside they have to be more aware of what they're doing to not accidentally cause injuries to their partner and don't have lips.

All birds can turn their heads around 200 or so degrees from facing directly ahead and hold it for at least a few seconds, so they can look over their opposite shoulder. I've only seen one bird (already looking behind herself) turn their head a full three-sixty in one go but it was a pretty freaky moment. Looking forwards they can almost turn their heads entirely upside down. I'm guessing while lovemaking gryphs would put that flexibility to good use.

If you noticed a pattern between claws and talons, it was intentional. In my head gryphons are part eagle and hippogryphs are part kite with their smaller feet relative to their body size. In falconry terms only eagles and falcons have talons. Buzzards, kites, hawks, owls and vultures all have claws. Although it must be noted this is probably a snobbery thing- physiologically they're identical.