Just anonymous.

Chapters

1:Two attempts: Bombs and acids. (edited by Poparakelis)
3: A nice griffon and a bar. (which is more of a night club really.) [Edited by Poparakelis]
4: Yup, you went fully native while you were drunk. (A lot of NSFW) (Edited by Poparakelis)
5:Yes hello? No, I don't know who you are. (Highly suggestive) (edited by Poparakelis)
6: Basic physics and the idol
7: SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER
8: The Idol, Part 1/2
9: The Idol, part 2/2
10: To be king part 1/? "a old goat"
2: Two attempts and a nice griffin: Knife to meet you and plague. (edit by Poparakelis)

1:Two attempts: Bombs and acids. (edited by Poparakelis)

You are Anonymous and after dying you were reborn in Horseland, read Equus.

Except that you are not even close to being a pony or a human for that matter...

You decided to not to kill yourself since death is not something you want to experience again... -You tried tough- Apparently you are some kind of humanoid demon... you guess? because its kind remind you of Baphomet but with more fur.

You were about to live with the ponies until you noticed how sexist they are and how reverse the sex roles were, it was so exaggerated until the point it wasn't even funny anymore.

So, you decided to go live in another country.

The Dragons had shit for brains until the point they don't have the concept of building houses or products, they kind of gave you some type of tribute, but when you don't have anything to spend it, it just become "shiny rocks"

The yaks were a little better but... they were annoying as fuck, always taking your words out of context or overreacting to everything.

Cat or dog people reminds you too much of furries, so it was a hard no. It reminds you too much of what you are now

After wandering the world for some time you Arrive in griffonia, it was a lot better than any place you saw before on this planet, kind of reminds you of humans if not for anything else because of how much of an ass they are.

There, even men 'Cocks' in their language could be the lead of their "flock" if they had enough power or money. They are also less sexist than ponies, so that is a plus.

You are a towering humanoid goat(?), so you must be anonymous, and as much as it hurts you, you look exactly like a fucking generic fursona.

But hey, things could be much worse, like being stuck as a quadruped with no hands or magic, you must admit that magic is nice and all, but you wish you still had feet and not cloven hooves.

But you suppose that when you die and miraculously reincarnate you can't exactly choose your body, since you don't remember asking to be born like this... or maybe God messed it up, since you ended here and all that.

But you are losing the point now.

The point is that you are living in the "no griffin land" ever since you arrive here in Griffonia, convincing the close matriarchies and their actual leader was quite the headache, thankfully when you gave them part of your treasure, they left you alone.

Where did you get the treasure? Again, it was the tribute that the dragons gave you for some reason.

Why you didn't stay with the dragons? It is true that it was quite nostalgic living with them having in mind how much of assholes they usually are but their land was scorched to the point that would be fair to call it a wasteland, and you were not very interested in eating gems for now, you prefer an actual balanced meal.

Goddam it, you are rambling again.

The point of the point is that you are a good distance to the capital of Griffonia and very close to a very big town, you also are in a good place to go into the dragon lands if you want to pay them a visit.

Right now, you are watering your front garden since even if Griffonia was a lot better in the farming industry, they still lack a lot of actual flora.

It is true that there are some forests where you can get some small and big resources, but for some reason close to their towns the grass was a lot yellowish Which means it is dried and an overall fire hazard oh and most trees are dead there too.

If you didn't know better you'd say the soil was cursed.

So, you decided to add some green to your lands, and for an amateur, it was ending pretty nicely, it is true you don't have anything fancy that needs special care but for some reason, the grass and trees that you planted were growing extremely fast and in a perfectly lush green, the mere scene of it was breathtaking.

One part of you wanted to know why the hell the griffon lands were so "devoid" of life if it was this easy to grow a garden, and the excuse of "There is no water" doesn't work -probably- since it literally took you about 2 days to find an underground river with potable water.

So, you file into the "Magic is bullshit" category of your brain since you are too busy actually making a decent home... and you may have gone overboard since it is closer to a mansion due to how big your plans for making it are.

But if you are correct, it shouldn't take you more than 1 month to finish it, but then you get out of your trance with a frown on your face.

You were pretty sure that you shouldn't have the minimum idea of architecture knowledge, but here you are doing a good estimate in the fairly advanced structure you were building...

You also shouldn't know how to find an underground river, but you managed just that in a pair of days... Neither should you know how to treat stone and wood so your home wouldn't fall apart.

Ok, maybe you should have started to question these facts a lot sooner.

You shook your head and concentrated on the task at hand -You still have hands, so piss off ponies, and no, they are not claws.- After all, caring for your garden all alone in silence was pretty relaxing even if it is pretty gay, but having in mind that you were in gay magical land you could probably overlook this.

You are a griffon with a crossbow in claw and looking to your objective, so you must be Adelgunda or Adel for short.

You must admit that you really didn't want to take the mission to kill a "cock", no matter how influential he was, but the decently large amount of coin convinced you.

But now that you see him watering his garden with a smile on his face makes you doubt again, it is true that you hated ponies and how soft they were in general but seeing a male doing this was quite appealing.

His shapely flanks and long legs only made him more attractive.

His short tail surely wouldn't hide anything if he were to walk on four legs, even standing you could see his very toned ass cheeks.

You could see it now, you coming home after killing a noble bitch only to see him watering your garden, using the same grass and bushes that he grew to hide yourself until you were close enough, then you pounce on top of him and ride him in the soft lush grass of your weird-looking husbando until he is spent.

His fur touching yours, his well-defined muscles very similar to a minotaur had no chance of fighting against you even if he wanted.

unfff...

You shook your head, it was not time to be a horny chick, that was for sure, so you prepare the firebomb arrow and Aim at his head, It was goanna be a waste of a good cock in both senses of the word, but you had job to do.

At the bare minimum, you could give him a quick death...

So, you steady your breath and light up the arrow...
.
.

Then you shoot

The bomb whistles through the air, he looks in the direction of the sound, big mistake, now the arrow will hit him right in the snout.

As the bomb explodes and the grass is set ablaze, you notice a decent amount of smoke from the explosion covering your sight, you wince, way to go for a pretty face.

You still don't move, you want to make sure the work is done, at any moment the dust will disappear and you'll see the body of a colt laying in a pool of his own blood, his face if not utterly deformed for the explosion, then it would be erased thanks to the direct hit.

Any second now...

Aaanyy seeecoond noww...

...

What?

The dust finally disappears, and you see him, he was not on the ground, he didn't even move from the position, his eyes were closed, and he was scrunching his face, a... intact face, just like it was before... His fur wasn't even scorched.

The only thing damaged was his watering can.

...

What?

He peeks through an eye and looks around, a surprised edge on his face, then when he finally opens the other and furrows his eyebrows.

You gulped... Now you probably know why they would have to pay you so much now. You see how he looks at the ground and his eyes open wide, and you can see why, his garden was on fire now.

While he runs here and there getting water to put out the fire, you start to move away, you were probably goanna try again later... Now you kind of had to make a better plan, if a bomb to the face didn't do anything you'll have to up your game.

You are a very annoyed abomination, so you are probably Anonymous.

For some fucking reason, you exploded and almost burned down your fucking garden, apparently your face can spontaneously combust, dealing 0 damage to you...

That or someone had lights cheap fireworks close to your lands because you were pretty sure that you should have a bloody face right now.

Or maybe being this thing that you are now made you immune to explosions/fire? It would be pretty fair since dragons were literally immune to heat in general.

But thankfully, whatever had happened, you managed to save your garden from being a new "dragon's land".

After taking care of it you fixed the damaged patch of grass and checked the surroundings to see if you could find the asshole that decided to light up pyrotechnics in your territory.

Luckily -for them- you didn't find anyone, so you decided to archive the event into the 'this world is bullshit' part of your brain.

Be Anon again after a few days,

Your construction had progressed a lot faster than you expected, so fast that you actually decided to do some side things, such as making glass for various uses, like the glass of water that you had now.

Again, you weren't sure how it happened, but the knowledge of how to do it just came to your head... this time you noticed, you were thinking of how nice it would be to have some glass and it just came to you... -The knowledge of how to make it that is- but since you were in guard you felt the sudden change.

It was like a lost dark memory that came randomly out of the back of your mind to the front, it felt right that you had it, but you knew how wrong that assertion was, but the more you thought about it the more of a headache you got.

So, you decided to fuck your brain out when you actually got some alcohol to forget the pain.

Anyways, right now you were sitting in a chair (-that you made-) admiring your handy work, by your side, there was a table with a water pitcher and two glasses, you felt the cool breeze of whatever season of the year you are, you proceed to serve yourself more water, once you put the pitcher back to his place, you drink slowly.

Your home was ending pretty neatly if you said so yourself, after drinking half of its contents, you stop and hold it by your chest and take a deep breath.

This time the water tasted a little spicier than before, but it kind of added to the flavor so you just ignored it.

You were not a nature man before, but now... Something changed -(If you can still call yourself a man but that was beside the point.).- You move again the glass of water to your weird lips with the intent to finish the contents.

But when you close your eyes and tilt the glass to drink, your expectations were crushed when you tilt it ninety degrees and nothing came, confused you open your eyes... to see there was a hole in the bottom of the cup.

What?

Even more confused you inspected the cup and look down, sure thing, in your chair and lap were the contents of the glass of water.

...

Which was slowly eating away the wooden chair that you made with so much love.

You were so flabbergasted that you just kept looking at it for a good moment, then you turned your eyes to the table to see the same thing happening to both the pitcher of water and the table.

What

THE

FUCK.

You are a dumbfounded and utterly confused killing machine, so you are probably Adel.

You just saw how the weird bipedal goat cock just drank one of the strongest acids and poison combinations that the black market had to offer as if it was spicy water.

How?

Why?

...

You already put yourself in the line when you came close enough to put the contents of your metal container into his weird pitcher, but again your plans were destroyed because for some reason he appears that the cock is either immune to the damn thing or just incredibly hard to kill.

You are now screaming at your past self for signing up for this mission. You see how the goat thing just put his weird claw in the middle of his forehead and squeezed, after taking some big breaths he grabs the chair and...

He hits the table with enough force to destroy all his furniture, your eyes open wide in shock as you see all the little splinters flying like some kind of homemade grenades.

You open your eyes even more when he proceeds to split in two the closest tree, a pine that was a little taller than him with a swift kick.

You were wrong, holy fuck you were wrong about those muscles, the damn thing didn't even slow down as it tore through the tree.

Before you can say anything you see him grab the log before it falls, he then turns around and calmly walks towards his house.

You really are hating how much your crotch area is heating up right now.

3: A nice griffon and a bar. (which is more of a night club really.) [Edited by Poparakelis]

You are Anon, and you are looking dumbfounded at the blueish eyes of this griffon.

"I... Well, you could start by giving me your name please."

You give a second glance at the woman/hen in front of you, normally Griffons always had some type of frown or neutral look on their face, but this one was very, well... expressive, with little signs of tears in her big eyes, clearly affected by your own mood.

You did scream rather loudly after all.

Your guess seems to be right as once you ask her name she brightens up, small stars forming in her unresonably cute eyes.

"Oh! Yes!"

She grabs your hand and enthusiastically shakes it, fortunately, thanks to your constitution and size you manage to survive unscathed, you don't think that would be the case if you were still human.

'How are these midgets so strong again?'

"My name is Gabriela! but you can call me Gabby since all my friends call me that! Well, if you want to be my friend that is, if not, You can still call me Gabby! Nice to meet ya!"

Her voice had a high pitch to it, not so high it was annoying, but it clearly mirrored her excitement to know a new 'friend'... Even if just a self-proclaimed one.

You blink, and give a somewhat unsure smile, "Well, nice to meet 'ya' too Gabriela-"

Her smile doesn't stutter for even a moment as she speaks again, "Gabby, kay?"

Well, here you were trying to make her back off a step or two, but you suppose she is a little too friendly to take a hint -Something quite surprising for a Griffon-

But since you don't want to be an asshole, you simply nod.

"Gabby"

The hen's smile becomes even wider.

"My name is Anonymous, Anon for short."

She started to clap her hands -or is it claws?- "This is so exciting! You are not even screaming at me!"

That's... an oddly specific thing to point out.

You clear your throat, the sound grabbing the hen's attention, seeing this you then point at the remains of the parasprites all of which cover you, her feet, and the ground.

"Not to be rude, but do you know a close lake or river where I can take a quick dip?"

The griffon's beak morphed into an O shape, although they weren't humans you could still recognize most expressions of the creatures in Griffonia.

Something you could not understand is how the heck their beaks are so resistant and yet so flexible.

Going back to reality you saw the hen start to nod rapidly.

"Actually yes!" She then grabbed you by your hand and started to guide you.

After some time you arrive at a river, subconsciously you notice that the vegetation around it is significantly better than that of griffonstone.

Gabby drops your hand and with an exaggerated gesture shows you the already obvious river, "Ta-da! Here we are!"

You give her a sincere smile this time, the small griffon's enthusiasm managing to pass through your skepticism.

Without waiting you enter the water, It is a little cold as a river usually is, but at this point, you are used to it, and taking the grime off your fur was incredible therapeut-

"Geronimo!" Suddenly a tall splash of water hits you, Thankfully it didn't enter your nostrils, reacting on reflex you close your eyes and shake yourself splashing water all around the place.

Opening your eyes you look at the now "naked" Gabby.

It was debatable to call the purse an item of clothing, but having in mind that they always go with literally nothing, it was fair to call it that.

You roll your eyes, her enthusiasm reminds you of how the ponies behaved... When you weren't present that is.

They were quite racist.

"So! How did you end up like that big guy? As far I know cocks don't like to get all dirty, well unless it is for a good reason."

The hyperactive voice of Gabby snaps your attention back to her, It was as if she knew that your thoughts were slipping into darker topics, so after clearing your head, you spoke.

"Well, the clothes-eating parasprites ate my suit, I tried to stop the little bastards by squashing them, but besides killing them and getting me soaked in green blood I didn't manage to do anything else."

While she swims very much as a dog would, she tilts her head a little, "Clothes eating what?"

You blink for a moment, then you frown, "So... they are not an actual thing?"

She puts a claw in her chin causing her to slowly drift away and submerge into the water, by pure instinct you grab her by her shoulder, weirdly enough she doesn't flinch at the sudden movement.

"Well, no as far I know."

She then gasps, fully giving up on swimming and putting her two claws by the sides of her face, Since you didn't want her to get a beak full of water, you grab her below the armpits with your hands.

"What if that's the reason no griffon uses clothes anymore!?" Uh, maybe you weren't that wrong, but then she puts a claw to swim again while the other stays in her chin, either not noticing or not caring about you holding her.

"Wait, that doesn't make sense, after all, some nobles still use them."

You frown again, You are really confused now, but then her eyes go wide for a moment when she sees something behind you, Following the direction of her eyes you see her bags.

"Something wrong?"

She nods as she finally starts swimming, Acting on reflex you free her.

"I have to finish delivering this correspondence! I'd really, really like to stay, but you know-"

You roll your eyes, "Yeah, don't worry about it, go do your job, delivering letters and all."

Getting close to the shore she jumps out and grabs her bag, It is somewhat funny to see her drenched fur sag, it does remind you of a Briard dog.

Sure enough, she shakes her body around just like one, the action manages to take a smile from you, Little moments like these are what make life worth living for.

"And talking about letters, I think I have some for you!" She then grabs some envelopes, scrolls down, and shows them to you, "Here, you live in that new house over there, right?!"

You nodded when you saw her pointing in the general direction of your home, You then get out of the river, your fur fully clean as it was never dirty before even if you didn't do anything besides swim a little.

Looking the hyperactive hen you see her eyes widening, looking in the same direction you see, your crotch.

Swish!*

Gabby's wings shoot up, and as much as it hurts your pride, you let out a girly scream, different body or not you are still a human mentally, a human with human values and everything that comes together with it.

The water had flattened your fluff and your normally well-hided manhood was in plain sight now, as fast as you could you hid it using your two hands.

Fuck!, and since you were in cold water it was even smaller! You were a grower now! goddammit!

Well, not that a shriveled-up 5-inch cock is small by human standards but still!

Before you could bathe in shame, she speaks.

"Sorry!"

Gabby proceeds to evolve into a tomato and hide her face with your letters and wings, The normally hyperactive griffon was now ground-bound thanks to her embarrassment.

Using that chance you proceeded to shake your body as hard as you could, splashing all the water out of your body.

Just to become a giant mass of pure fluff.

You let out a sigh of defeat and move closer to Gabby, gently you take the letter out of her claws and proceed to glance it over.

Gabby let out a squawk of surprise for a moment until she noticed that you were presentable again... she let out a small snort and sighed in relief, just to not even a second later dash forward and hug you.

"Well, It was nice to meet you Anon, Maybe I can speak with you after work, 'kay?

Once again her hug could probably kill a human, but you didn't mind, You roll your eyes, only to narrow them as you notice something, looking at the upbeat griffon you notice that her face is fully covered in your fur.

'This would probably be considered sexual assault on earth right?'

Seconds pass and she still doesn't break the hug, You thought of pushing her away but remembering how nice she was you couldn't muster the will to do it.

Neither did you want to be rude due to something that didn't even annoy you that much so you simply spoke in the hope she would wake up from whatever trance she was in.

"Sure thing, do you know of a place where I can drink some booze?"

Your voice seemed to snap Gabby out of her trance, A second later she got out of your fluff, "Sorry, it was just so soft."

The hard blush she has made you doubt her words but you just roll your eyes, you will not dig into the rabbit hole for now.

It did help that she was cute, but just a little.

"And yes!" she points you in a direction, uh... You guess that since she delivers letters her sense of direction is very good.

"Straight that way, there you will find 'The night scavenger'! I think they are having a 'cocks night', so you can drink just by half the price!"

You were about to ask about the 'Cock' part, but you remember that a male griffin was called that, and humans were the weird ones for calling their tool the name of a bird, so you simply nodded.

"Thanks Gabby..." You think for a moment about the words you were about to say, Do you really want to be friends with this griffin?... yes, yes you do.

Ever since arriving in this world your list of friends had the impressive number of 0 and getting wasted alone was quite depressive.

"At what hour do you get out of work?"

She gasped and put her bags back on, she clearly was excited "If I hurry in about 4 hours! See ya!"

The griffon squealed in excitement and disappeared in a comical cloud of smoke, Looking at the white trail you could only see a star in the distance.

Well... that was fast, she didn't even say if she already had plans or wanted to just relax at home.

You shook your head and started to read the letters while thinking of what that was all about.

You are probably the most excited griffon that has been about, well... EVERYTHING so you are probably Gabriela!

Not only did you find a creature that didn't tell you to fuck off the first chance they got, but you also FOUND A MALE THAT DIN'T CALL YOU A POLLYWANNA IN THE FEW MINUTES YOU SPOKE TO HIM.

Being called a griffon that acts like a pony wouldn't be such an insult if everygriff else didn't hate them.

HE ALSO LET YOU HUG HIM WITHOUT SCREECHING FOR THEIR FLOCK OR FAMILY TO SAVE HIM!

AND HE WAS THE MOST FLUFFLY THING YOU HAVE EVER SEEN OR FELT.

AND AND AND...

He even let you smother yourself in his INCREDIBLE CHEST FLUFF!

OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOOOOSH!!!

You are so excited that you fear you will have a heart attack, the strength of your heart beating a thousand times per second against your chest seems to agree with you.

Mom told you that you wouldn't ever get a chance to get laid if you never grow up! But look at you now!

Well, maybe not today, BUT YOU WILL TOTALLY HAVE A CHANCE!

YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

You are looking at your mail and you are a mass of pure fluff, so you are most certainly Anonymous.

You look at the other letters firsts, you are surprised to discover that trash mail exists here too, the kind of 'Hot single milfs close to your area" kind of trash, because four of the seven letters were from griffons that wanted to become the equivalent of your concubines, they had even pictures and everything, but like you already said, it was probably trash mail.

Why? simple, you are a weird-looking goat with horns big enough that give you trouble sleeping, so they can't be only for your looks, that and why would a noble would want to lower herself to be with you?

It is true that you have a big plot of land to your name now, but that's it, you have zero actual influence in the lands or with others nobles, and your closes contact since coming here is Gabby -Who you literally met just today-

Well, not that those not safe for work images were bad but... You force yourself to ignore it, you still don't want to cross the bridge and go native, even if the dry spell and not playing with your junk was starting to take its toll by now.

So yea, you ignored those letters.

One of the left ones was of an offer to be the second "rooster" to a flock, which you instantly destroy, Other cultures or not you ain't no cuck, thank you very much.

One of the left two letters was about giving tribute because you are new here, you just roll your eyes and destroy it too, you already gave tribute to the ones that you needed to give.

The last one told you to go back to your country and that the griffins didn't want you here.

That hurt a little but you roll your eyes again, sadly you aren't probably in your dimension anymore so going back to your country was a big no, second, you already are about to finish your home, so that is an extra FUCK NO.

If fuckers like that don't have the balls to say it to your face they aren't worth stressing over, jokingly you note that 'internet trolls' translates to 'mail trolls' in this world.

And by how gabby acted the letter might as well still be trash mail.

The last thing was the scrolls which had a seal of a sun and a moon.

You frown and open it...

Oh... Fuck no.

It was from Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, asking to go visit them, apparently, they wanted to meet you.

Thankfully you were outside of their jurisdiction so they couldn't order you.

And since the griffon's lands didn't have any king or queen, you wouldn't be obligated to do so.

You were about to destroy the evidence but then you notice that they added some enchanted paper so you may respond immediately... Wait, how do you know that?

'That power again, what am I, Wikipedia?'

You sigh, at minimum, they deserve to know why you won't visit.

It is nothing personal, but you don't want to go pony land again for now, you remember it very well when you were losing your shit asking for help to go back to earth they dismissed you immediately telling you that it was only a fit of "whimsy".

You also got flirted on very strongly... Well, after the first impressions being screamed on by ponies begging for help after seeing your 'horrid' form and run away, only to get attacked by fucking magic and flying ponies.

One time a mare tried to take you to an alley to have "fun."

...

Yup, your time in Horseland didn't earn the best memories.

You really didn't enjoy not being taken seriously...

So, while going back to your home you write.

"Hi, it is me, Anonymous."

"Sorry, not going, the first experience was not pretty, got attacked for no goddamn reason, didn't get any help even after begging for it, I was not even taken seriously by the mares there."

"I felt treated like a clown, so may as well be dressed like one next time I visit."

"No to offend, but I hope we never meet each other."

"With respect, Anonymous."

You then burn the letter and go to your money hole.

By the end of the night, you would be wasted even if you had to make a hole in your bank -Or in your liver- in the process.

You are an incredibly annoyed griffon... Well, more annoyed than normal and totally not melancholic, so you must be Gilda

As you enter the bar you see why it is so popular.

For starters, this place didn't look dead or worn out like most others -Well, that is probably mostly griffonstone-

The walls of the place had a visually pleasing dark gray that didn't burn your eyes like many places in Ponyland usually do, and the tables had this pink light coming from their edges.

Something that lets the place have the minimum of light without making all the griffons accidentally trip over each other while making them look appealing compared to the others.

Music from different countries covers the atmosphere of the little club, mostly the new gender, something called "electronic", obviously a tasteful choice so the most hardcore griffons wouldn't run out of the room because how close was to "pop."

It was a breath of fresh air to have a place like this in Griffonia, but it made sense, Just as Manehattan was the most industrially and diversely active place to the ponies, Fetherburg was known to be the most active and diverse place for the griffons.

A griffon pushes you aside, making you snap out of your thoughts in surprise.

"Watch where you're going bitch!"

And of course, you curse her out while she was still in earshot, for a second there you forgot how much of a band of assholes your race could be, maybe you passed too much time in equestria after all.

After giving a huff of annoyance you walk to the bar, sitting on a free stool you look around, the place is still fairly empty, probably because it is still very early into the day.

They were barely any cocks in here, but you didn't care, after all, you didn't come here to get laid, you came to take the edge off after flying and traveling for so long after being dumped by your... only friend.

That and you really needed a pick-me-up since you would have to go back to live with Grandpa Gruff.

You let out a click with while calling the attention of the bartender, you have to admit you still are a little sore about what happened, and you would probably keep it like that for a while... But no matter.

'Time to get wasted.'

You order a strong shot of vodka, one specifically made in the city, and drink the whole thing in one go.

You were half tempted to buy a bat and hit a cock to take him to a motel and rock his unconscious world around.

But... you'd like to think you have more class than that, not like certain griffins...

You hear the sound of the main gate opening and someone quietly speaking "Goddammit fucking griffons midgets..."

You didn't pay any mind, after all the bar is a fairly popular place and it was close time for the griffins that got out of work to start entering the place after a rough day.

That was until you hear someone sitting on the stool to your left.

You raise an eyebrow and look to your left... only to have to look up to see the face of the towering creature that sat by your side.

For some reason, it had a broken bat in his right claw and the fur in his head was full of splinters.

You just raise your eyebrow even more.

If you had to compare it -him?- to something, it would be a minotaur, except his musculature was not as massive as theirs and his claws were a lot thinner.

The highest similarity was how his body was built, but that was where they ended, Contrary to Minotaurs his body has a lot more fluff, his horns are a lot bigger and in a... Weird shape that you haven't seen before... He also looked annoyed.

Wait, a broken bat? What would the odds be that another griffon got the same idea as you?...

"Excuse me!" You blink and look to the side of the weird-looking minotaur to see a griffon cock scowl at him.

The big guy closes his eyes, takes a big breath, and slowly turns around to look at the griffon.

"Yes?"

"You are in my seat, get out, now."

The creature just blinks, then looks around the bar table to see that most seats are empty, you just snort, of course, a cock would get territorial with a stool...

You see the minotaur sigh and move to get out, just for the cock to suddenly slash at him with his claws out.

The creature's head moves towards his chest, right where the griffon had slashed it, he doesn't move opting to just... stay there for a moment, you wince, you know very well how much a slash like that hurts.

The cock on the other hand looks extremely smug maybe even proud of what he had done, but you notice something, his claws didn't have any blood in them, and by the sudden change of his face, you could guess that he did too.

Before anycreature could say anything the minotaur spoke.

"If you do that again I will put this so far up your ass you will puke it through your mouth." while he said that he shows the top half of the broken bat.

The splintered half.

The cock blinks.

You blink.

One part of you wanted to laugh at what he just said, but the other, the more rational one didn't want to piss off the colt even more, wait, colt? fuck, spending so much time with ponies fucked up your vocabulary.

The cock chuckles and starts to sweat, still unwilling to back down but now knowing his situation he speaks in a softer tone.

"Well, I still would like my seat."

The minotaur simply looks at him, staring at his eyes with a frown without saying a word making Griffin start to sweat even more.

"You know, I was about to get out, let you have your seat, because I didn't want to make any more trouble since for some reason a griffin hit me with a bat at the back of my head."

"It was more annoying than anything you know, most splinters are still in my fur and they just.
Don't. Stop. Itching, but since you decided to be an asshole you will have to fuck off, maybe try to not be one next time, kay?"

The griffon meets his glare for a moment, but after a while he moves his eyes away, losing the staring contest, the others chicks murmur with each other when they noticed how many ovaries this guy must have.

Most of them prefer a bottom male to kinda push around, but they also liked a male that shows how "dominant" they were over the others... the problem is that the others probably think he is too much of a wild card to even try their luck with, but you gotta say that you liked the back spine that this one had.

You really would like to have some angry sex, and this colt looks angry enough, he may just deliver.

It was true that griffon males were a little tougher compared to other species, but most of them will still start crying if you jump their bones too hard.

You also fully knew that if you didn't try your luck now you will probably kick yourself over it later.

After kicking in once more your drink you waited for him to go back to his seat.

You are a weird-looking goat in a bar and this is... probably not a joke, so you must be Anonymous.

You are very annoyed because on the way here a griffin hit you in the back of your head while you passed through an alleyway, The bat she used was absolutely infested with termites because it felt like being hit by a piece of paper more than wood when it broke in your head.

The griffon stayed there looking into your eyes for a while, then when you were going to speak she suddenly flew away.

It was a weird prank but you didn't care... that is until your fur started itching because of the splinters.

You took what was left of the bat and kept it for now, if you find that griffon again you will hit her as hard as she did to you, let's see if she likes that, fucking asshole.

After you arrive at the bar -And accidentally hit your head at the entrance because of the fucking griffin midgets doors- you look at the place.

It was less of a bar and more like a nightclub, shrugging you take the shortest path to a chair and sit down... only for another cat bird to test your patience and annoy you, you were so angry that you may have gone overboard over the threat, but for now, you didn't care.

You called the bartender.

The griffin was a female with vibrant blue feathers and fur, her face had white and black spots while her wings had green spotted feathers that remind you of a peacock... well, now that you think about that the general aesthetic of this gal looks exactly like one, she even had the weird things in the top of her head, go figures.

Once she was close enough she let out a whistle, "Well, aren't you a tall cock, want a glass of water you big fella? What is a minitaur like you doing in these parts?"

You roll your eyes, now that you remember the ponies that didn't run immediately away from you also called you that, for a time you believed you were one too, but after finding the real deal, you noticed that you probably weren't one.

For one, your eyes are like the ones of a goat or maybe a sheep, Second, your horns can actually do some degree of magic like the unicorn and deer folk.

Third, your body was less broad, you could easily be mistaken for a human if they only saw your torso... if you didn't have this much fur of course.

So you probably aren't a minotaur, that or you are some kind of subspecies of the family tree just like pegasus and unicorns are in the same family as earth ponies.

But you don't want to look like a nerd or cut her vibe, so you decided not to clarify what the hell you were, when you responded you could swear you heard someone let out a sound beside you, but you were too busy to pay any attention.

"You're not the sharpest tool in the shed, aren't you? I came here to get drunk you feather brain."

What? you were pissed and you didn't say you would be polite, besides you are in Griffonia at the end of the day, that was practically a "hello" here.

And you confirm it when the lady let out a throaty laugh, "Aren't you a feisty one? you walking pile of beacon, come on, what I can get ya? do Cock minitaurs also like tutti fruity drinks like most of these wimps or do they actually have some taste?"

You jokingly let out a snort, "Give me your strongest drink, or I will die of old age before I get drunk."

Now, you were mostly bluffing because You didn't know how resistant you were to alcohol, but one thing you noticed is that these creatures had a stupidly low percentage of alcohol in their drinks, probably because of how small they all were.

The gal just raises an eyebrow, "Really now? That is something I would like to see."

Turning around she took a bottle and slammed it before you.

"Kirin vodka, it's very rare to get your claw into one bottle of these, but, I have my contacts." She serves it in a shot glass, takes out a match, and lights it up, "It has so much alcohol that it can fuel a steady stream of flames, so, want to chicken out now?"

You roll your eyes and look how much alcohol it had, in percentage would be about 51%, barely flammable, you barely contain both the laugh and the scream of joy.

You proceeded to drink one-third of the bottle in one go, The thing gave you a pleasant burn in the throat as it flowed down, at that moment you didn't care if you looked like a baby drinking from the milk of his mother, because you finally found worthwhile booze.

When you put it down you let out a sigh of satisfaction while moving your head around, then you nodded, "How much for the bottle?"

When you saw the bartender she had her beak wide open, you blink, confused, and looked around, all the griffins that were paying attention to you before and knew what you had in your hands had various expressions of shock and disbelief.

You blink, confused, "What?" the bartender suddenly took out a bucket and jumped into your face.

You are Aderyn, and you just saw how your fucking objective downed 5 times the maximum recommended alcohol intake of that bottle.

Most griffons could manage that feat of might with time and some water, but the fucker did it in one go.

What the fuck.

Here you thought that it was just your luck that he entered your favorite drinking hole and hook-up place, but if he died of alcohol intoxication you and Adeldunga could probably take the credit.

Speaking of Adelgunda you saw the griffin to your side with a somewhat hidden smile, you hoped that this event would flip the depressive mood that she had over the last failed assassination attempt of today, but she only glanced at the situation and kept drinking like there was no tomorrow.

The her fur and feathers were a combination of brown, which in her underbelly had a more light color into them, her chest fluff had spots with a darker color of brown and her eyes, claws and beak were of a golden one, she dind't have any bangs but had a lone feather hanging in her forehead.

She also had the biggest eyebrows you ever saw, you could swear that she was a cock because of how much care she put into them, even if she wouldn't ever admit to it.

She had a very owl appearance but she was clearly female -lucky bitch-

You raise an eyebrow, "Aren't you happy he will die?"

She just looks at the drink in her hand for a moment, the golden liquid shining in the soft light of the club, "No... It is just that I know better by now."

You are an extremely confused Gilda.

You just saw how this creature drank what could probably count as poison in many parts of the world like it was water.

You aren't really sure what to think about this, but one thing is for sure, you will not speak to him until things relax a little.

Slowly you start to drink your alcohol while watching the towering snarky creature somehow manage to perfectly stand up even with a fully grown griffon on his shoulders, the hen of which is moving around and flapping her wings like crazy, trying to dodge the claws of the creature while screaming at him.

It's quite impressive that you don't see him wobble even a little.

With some luck he will end up more pissed when everything is over, you don't fear for his health since he probably can hold his alcohol well having in mind how much bigger he is to all of you and how he didn't even flinch of how strong the drink must have burned.

Since he was giving you his back, You very obviously look at his flanks and nodded in approval.

After a while you see him give you an easy sigh at his crotch area... sadly there is too much fur to manage to get a peek at his equipment.

That doesn't mean you won't try though.

You are Anon.

And right now you feel like a dog.

Why? because the bartender is trying to open your mouth probably in an attempt to make you puke.

While at the same time she tries to reach over to grab your sweet nectar of life.

The only thing that is left to complete the 'Dog has something you don't know in his mouth' is the question of 'What do you have there?!'

That is only because she fully knows what you have.

"I'm TRYING TO SAVE YOU, FUCKING STUPID COCK!"

You would respond but you knew better.

You thanked all the stupid dogs that try to eat something that they shouldn't, because you now know all the techniques.

One basic rule is that if you open your mouth for even a second the game is over for you because then she would have leverage with your mouth.

So you denied her by just moving your muzzle away while clenching it.

"GIVE ME THE FUCKING BOTTLE YOU WALKING PILE OF BEACON."

You also had a very good reason not to give her the bottle...

Any second you would say it.

Any second now...

Ok maybe it was not a good reason, it was more because you fear that if you did you would lose the only good alcoholic drink that you had found in this strange fucking world.

And if you had to lose a fucking arm to keep it so be it.

You are one of the most colorful griffons in this decrepit part of Griffonia so you must be Guida.

AND THIS FUCKING MINOTAUR WILL DIE IN THE NEXT TWO MINUTES IF YOU DON'T DO ANYTHING!

Why the hell would he drink that much!? Does he want to die!? Impress you for a quick buck!? Didn't he know you would be down for it if he just asked!?

You swear to your gods that the fucking cocks are coming in more stupid every time!

You are suddenly snapped to reality by a claw in your neck pulling you away.

You manage to grab the fucking peacock by the neck and move her away from you, you frown at her, surprisingly she drops the bucket, thankfully the booze is ok, so your annoyance doesn't increase, at least not that much... the problem is, you are already pretty annoyed.

Weirdly enough once you grab her neck she stiffened after a while and stops moving instantly.

Her eyes were wide open and her wings extended surely to try to escape...

But for some reason, she doesn't move.

Weird.

You speak.

"Now hear me and hear me well, I don't know what cheap livers you griffons have, but I will tell you that I have gotten drunk to worse things, I'm fine, so stop freaking out, be a good girl, and sell me this."

You didn't know if it was your glare or just her finally relaxing, but after doing her best to nod in your grasp, you let her into the ground slowly.

After you release her, her wings come to her face and cover it while she walks back to her station behind the bar.

Before you walk again to your seat you see how everyone was looking at you, Most of the hens had their wings extended and some had a blush on their faces.

...

Weird.

You are Adeldunga and you saw how your friend sat back, her wings extended and her withe and blue plumage getting tinted with red... she also sported a pretty big frown on her face.

"Really? he has a hyper liver too?! Of what the hell is that cock made out of!?"

You saw your friend, her blue feathers and fur mixing nicely in the light of the club, Her underbelly was white with a black line that traced her chest, neck, and head.

She has blue bangs that end in black highlights and a spiked top head that ends in the same, Her eyes have a natural black face mask on the top of her head she has a par of googles that she uses to fly without getting annoyed with the wind.

You gotta admit that she looks very much like a cock, something that she hates.

She also has a pathetic excuse of a chest fluff... Not that you would said it out loud, you prefer to not have your beak in your ass, thank you very much.

She had a pair of mittens with no claws that had dark purple in them, you never saw her without the thing.

She had the very appearance of a blue jay and a little more vivid appearance, which meant she was of the more tropical or exotic sectors of the griffon lands.

You just roll your eyes and finish your drink, thankfully you had enough self-control to keep your wings by your side, "Yup, and also the ability to fluster lesser griffons apparently."

She just glares at your cool expression, "Fuck you, Is not my fault that I was raised with enough class to not go to the red district every time I have a chance."

You didn't even frown at that, you just roll your eyes, "Maybe if you went more often you wouldn't be so much of a tight cunt."

She doesn't so much as acknowledge the comment before speaking again.

"Oh, Come on! Didn't you feel your instincts screaming at you about how that little show was hot as fuck!? He grabbed her so effortlessly that my brain was screaming 'Strong genes' at the tops of its bloody lungs!"

You snorted at how much of a button she just sounded, "Well, sorry for not being so much of a cock that I actually prefer to be on top, you fucking beta!"

You just get a light punch in the shoulder as she speaks.

"Sure, you would probably hate it if he grabbed and pushed you against a wall with all his weight, all while he plunders your booty with enough force to bruise your ass, but at the same time you get rutted so hard you wouldn't be surprised he puts chicks in you with the amount of cum he puts into you, you bloody dyke!"

You were about to do a witty rebuttal when you thought it a little more.

Sure, you enjoy getting on top of the cocks and rocking their world as hard as you can.

But you gotta admit it would feel nice being the prey once in a while... Only when he was exhausted from doing all the work you would attack him with all your might and make him a spluttering mess like the thunder cunt you were.

"OK, fine, maybe it wouldn't be as bad, but I still prefer to be top any day of the week."

She just rolls her eyes while she calls one of the cock waiters, "Don't shame it until you taste it bitch."

You just prepare some bits to pay for more alcohol, "Sure thing, you cock looking virgin."

The big exasperated groan that she lets out puts a smile on your beak.

You are Gilda and you saw how that dude grabbed the neck of that griffon with absolute ease... you even saw how she went stiff while trying to brake his hold, the damn hunk didn't even seem to notice.

He grabbed one of the more less-known weak spots that griffons used in sex like it was nothing.

He just made her look like a beta without even trying just because of how pissed off he was.

Yup, he would do pretty nicely.

You only hope that he is in the mood and he doesn't do it in the middle of the club.

If he was not still there, maybe some liqueur would fix that.

You are Anon again and you are a little pissed, but thankfully the transaction passed without too much trouble.

You were about to keep drinking directly from the tap when a voice spoke by your side, "Terrible day huh?"

You look to your right and you finally noticed that you were sitting beside another griffon.

Huh, talking about tunnel vision.

You were about to ignore her and drink your bad day away while you waited for Gabby...

But you had a golden rule over all things, 'Don't be an asshole to me and I won't be an asshole to you.'

And you knew full well that shooting her down instantly would be a pretty dick move to do.

So you took a big swig of your bottle before nodding, "Yup, thankfully this is not pony trash alcohol so it may get better."

She let out a big snort, "Tell me about it, I swear that they put water in 80% of their drinks"

You let out a huff while you smile a little, Her appearance reminds you of a normal bald eagle, except she has a pale purple highlight in her eyes and in the feather that works like bangs in her head, which the color and feathers look very natural...

You know enough -But not much- about griffons, Thanks to the tone of her voice you recognize she is a female, her ember eyes were locked into you and she gave an aura of smugness or fake confidence that made you feel a need to keep talking to her.

So you shake your head and decide to keep the conversation, she seems fine enough.

"Probably, it's true that their drinks are cheap and all, but I would prefer to get drunk in one night, thank you very much."

She put an elbow on the table and looks up at you, "Well, I can't say I'm as resistant to booze as you, but having in mind that your dweeb ass is drinking one of the strongest drinks ever created as if its bucking water it must be pretty tough, huh?"

You let out a sigh, "Yup, but it was quite funny to see some mare trying to out-drink me, only to fall unconscious in their own vomit."

She let a little laugh, "That sounds like a sight that I would like to see."

You raise an eyebrow, It was a little nice to see that she didn't like the ponies that much, but that answer sounded a little too bitter to just a simple hatred to them, but you didn't want to pry so you change the subject.

"So, are you from around here or just passing by?"

She circles the rim of her glass, "Just passing by, trying to take the edge off, what about you?" she looks you up and down, "Judging by the reaction of the dweebs just now, you are either new or just passing by."

You let out a huff remembering the ordeal of just now, "New, I live like twenty minutes from this place, maybe five if I had wings."

She raises an eyebrow at you, "And what would make a big guy like you come to the dump that is the griffon lands? I doubt it is a fetish or something."

Maybe, if you were completely sober you would become defensive over the fact that you didn't want to deal with the idea of fucking something that wasn't human, but thankfully your mood was light enough that you just let out a little chuckle.

"I'm sorry to disappoint but I don't have a fetish for you little perverts."

She just drinks a little more, and then speaks with faux sadness and disappointment, "Truly a shame."

You roll your eyes, "Very smooth, but I'm too sober to even think fucking one of you"

She came a little closer, "What? are you intimidated about fucking a carnivorous species, you dweeb?"

You scoff at that, "No, believe it or not, I eat meat too."

She let out a whistle, "Really now? I didn't know minotaurs were carnivorous."

You shrug, "I think for them is an acquired taste, but as far I know I'm not a minotaur, you only have to see my eyes to notice that."

"Uh?" She gets closer and looks at your eyes, "Are those... the eyes of a goat?"

You smile, maybe you could play a little with her, "Yup, maybe if you weren't so busy looking at my crotch or ass you would have noticed early."

She let out a cough while she blushes a little, "Well, could you blame me? your ass is at face height for goodness sake!"

You chuckle, she wasn't half bad, "Well, I would like to know the name of the one I will press charges against."

She panics for a moment, but then notices your playful tone and gives you a smug smile, "The name is Gilda, I would also know the name of the one demanding me, so which is yours?"

She offers you a claw and you give her your hand, "My name is Anonymous, but you can call me Anon."

You are Gilda and you must admit you are a little giddy.

The fables and legends were true, because you found the legendary "janefilly" as the ponies would call him, or "hookbeaks" like the griffons would call them, and if your hunch was true and you played your cards right, you just found the perfect male to deal with your frustration.

Author's Note

A chap more slow than normal, but the next chap will get the first chap of NSFW, all thanks to the power of booze and bad decision making.

4: Yup, you went fully native while you were drunk. (A lot of NSFW) (Edited by Poparakelis)

Author's Note

Contains: Hate fucking/hard sex, love making with care, fucking a unconscious griffon, Human(Or whatever you are now) x griffon in action.

Will tell when it goes full NSFW

Also gonna take a enforced brake since I have to work, probably gonna post a chap in one or two weeks now.

4: Yup, you went fully native while you were drunk. (A lot of NSFW) (Edited by Poparakelis)

You are Gabby and you delivered all your correspondence for the day in record speed!

Your wings are sore and tired like never before but you don't care!

It will all be worth it in the end, you know it!

As you get closer to the place that you told Anon, you start hearing the muffled music playing inside.

Even being here made your heart start to beat like crazy, only because of the idea that a cock would be waiting for you, even if he was technically not a cock but more of a bull... you think, you aren't sure what the equivalent of male for his species is called.

You take a big breath, trying to calm yourself, Checking your bag you make sure you have some extra bits in case he wants a drink or two, finally, after a few seconds you enter the club.

It was clearly starting to get packed...

As you enter with a grin you see many griffons dancing on the dance floor, most of them doing it with a cock...

There were also groups of griffons drinking, all of them had a cock or two, the chicks on the other hand were all around them like the birds of prey they were, and and...

Oh no...

No no no!

This was bad! You were so excited about meeting a new friend and drinking with him that you forgot what this place is for!

Becoming a little desperate you moved quickly around the crowd, your face paled as you thought about what those Hens could have done to anon, a knot slowly forming in your stomach the longer you didn't see him.

You didn't want to think about what would happen if a hen got to him!

Or worse, what if multiple hens had gotten to him!?!?!?

Hens hotter and more mature than you!

With more confidence and bigger chest fluff than you!

As you run around, your eyes got a little teary, that was until you saw him sitting at one of the more private tables of the place, your heart bloomed with hope, he was still here.

But then you saw her, sitting close to him, another griffin, her gaze fixed on him, with half-lidded eyes and a confident smile, but that wasn't the worst thing... the worst thing was... her chest fluff! It was massive!

Your heart falls in an instant, your stomach hurts, the urge to puke grows within you.

Did you really lose your chance to hang with him and maybe, just maybe get a chance to court him? No, it's not a question anymore, You know you lost all chances by the simple fact no griffin in their right mind would accept you into their flock! you were finished! absolutely finished!

He... he was your last chance, and you lost it because of some random hen.

Looking into the ground you slowly walk away, your excitement already long dead, you don't even have the will to run anymore.

Tears start to fall from your eyes, the pit in your stomach become almost unbearable while all of that happened you start to feel the feathers in your face get wet.

That was until you felt a claw in your back... wait, that's no claw it's a hand!

You look at your side, only to get a face full of his crotch.

'Fluff as always.' A stray thought comes to your head.

You then look up, and the hole in your stomach becomes a little smaller when you saw his smiling muzzle.

"There you are! I almost thought you bailed on m-" then he stopped when he fully saw your face... he frowns, oh god Please no... "Gabby? Is something wrong?"

Oh, polly feathers... he probably can tell you were crying.

Even worse he will probably see that you are about to cry, it doesn't matter that it is from happiness, hens aren't supposed to cry goddamit, especially not in front of a cock

And then he'll tell you how much of a cock you are and scream at you to fuck off and then you'll never find anycreature else and, and.

You were a very tipsy Anonymous a few minutes ago, you had been having a great time with Gilda.

At some point in the night, you moved to a more private table with some bottle of the sweet burning nectar you found.

You were telling the griff your funniest stories, she in turn did the same, in hers She talked about a gal she was friends with a so-called "Rainbow Dash" it was pretty hilarious.

You were about to tell another one of yours when you saw a familiar griffin walking away, Lifting yourself out of the chair you opened your mouth.

"Be right back."

Walking closer to the griff you confirmed it was really Gabby, smiling you touched her back and turned her around, just to see that she had some tears in her eyes and for a moment when she saw you she look extremely stressed, sad, and... Happy?

"Gabby?" You touch her cheeks, "Are you ok? What happened?"

She doesn't answer, in fact, she looks more stressed than before.

Your frown deepens.

You don't know what is going on but this griffin managed to cheer you up when you were upset, For others that may not seem much but for you it meant something, and by god as your witness, you will do the same for her.

Without hesitation, you pick her up and give her the biggest hug you can by snuffling her into your chest fluff.

"Eek!"

She lets out a squawk of surprise but quiets down after putting her in your chest, she stiffens at the contact and stays like that while you walk back to Gilda.

You let out a soft smile when she hugs you back.

You are a very buzzed Gilda and you just saw how your hot date just picked up a griffon.

Your heart falls for a moment thinking that he may go away -Just like Rainbow-

Fortunately God decided to be merciful in your life for once, a smile almost forms on your beak as you watch him walk with the griffon on his arms back to you.

You really hope that it isn't to tell you that he would leave now.

But that is not the end of your troubles, no, the real one is made up out of a single question, Is he already claimed? God, you are not in any state to fight.

Wait ...Now that you notice it, isn't this gal letting herself get henhandled in public?

You were pretty confused now, Maybe he is one of these roosters that prefers to be the leader of his flock?

For the gods, you hate making shots in the dark.

You relax a little as he sits down, not a second later he gives you an apologetic smile, "Sorry about that, I was planning to get together with a friend to drink here, but she's feeling a little down."

You frown, How couldn't you? after all, every hen got taught to be tough and independent, showing your feelings to a cock in any negative way like this was disgraceful at the very best, showing weakness in these situations -In any really- is the same as sliding your own throat.

...You moll over the situation glancing at the hen you see how she seemed to be trembling a little.

Wait, he did say that she was a friend...

Even when his friend was crying and by extension shaming her company -A.K.A him- he took her just to make her feel better...

Was he sticking his neck on purpose? for his friend?

...You let out a sigh, you had to respect that you guess -If only Rainbow had done the same-

You shook your head, maybe sober Gilda would be defensive of the hen killing her vibe, but the now very drunk Gilda certainly could feel empathy for her... that and he really seemed worried about her.

"Don't worry about it, what does she drink? I can pay her a drink or two to cheer her up."

You are a recently picked-up griffon by a towering goat, so you must be Gabriela.

And your heart is racing like crazy!

You could feel the soft pumping of his heart and his breathing through his big soft chest.

But that isn't important.

What is important is that he didn't just not bail out on you, but instead picked you up and hugged you like the fluffiest stuffed toy ever! And now he is comforting you too.

A normal griffon would be dying out of embarrassment, but you are absolutely thrilled.

He is an absolutely gentle giant.

And he's going to be your gentle giant soon enough.

"Sorry about that, I was planning to get with a friend to drink together, but it seems she's feeling a little down."

Oh my god, please no, surely the griffon that was trying to score would curse you out!

Maybe he was a soft gentle giant, but if another griffin told him how worthless you were, he'd most certainly drop you out!

You hug him harder, fearing losing him to this chick like he was just a dream.

When you hear her voice you flinch, that was until you actually hear what she says.

"Don't worry about it, what does she drink? I can pay her a drink or two to cheer her up"

...She didn't sound mad or even annoyed!?

You thank your lucky star and hold him closer.

You knew that you would have to answer sooner rather than later, but you wanted to make him know that you were thankful for this.

You are smiling right now when you listen to how Gilda didn't curse her off.

Apparently, you were right, Gilda was definitely another good griffin.

While caressing Gabby's back you speak to her, "You hear that? what do you want to drink?"

OH GOD, HOW COULD YOU ASK FOR ONE OF THE COCKY DRINKS!?

Wait, Anon is a cock and also hyper-nice, so he probably drinks cocky drinks too!

Gathering all your strength and willpower, you got out of the absolute comfiness of his chest, and keep looking at him "I will get the same you're having please!"

You are Anon and you are happy to see her smile again... you also just raise an eyebrow at what she says, with a mildly surprised expression you look at Gilda.

She looks just as surprised as you, at the same time her expression morphed into one of Respect for Gabby.

You simply shrug and prepare a shot glass, after all, if the bartender flipped so much over the fact you drank a little of this thing, then it probably means that it is a very strong drink even for griffins

You are a much more relaxed Gabby, and now since you are all better you sit to Anon's right while Gilda stays to his left.

It kinda looks like you two are making their moves into him, Surprisingly he doesn't look to be against the idea!

But before you could think too much about that you notice how he is putting the contents of a bottle into a small glass.

Huh, you guess that's for Gilda then.

...

Why did he put it in front of you?

You were about to ask when he start to pour the same contents of the bottle into a bigger glass...

Then he drinks it.

...

You started to sweat pretty hard while you tried to read the label of the bottle.

PLEASE BE SOMETHING TUTTY FRUITY PLEASE PLEASE.

You read the label.

Silent spirits.

So your flame may never rise.

101.5 proof/51%

Maximum intake recommended (In standard shoot glass):
Pony:1~0.5
Griffin:1~2
Dragon: Consult size table.
Kirin:4~6

You gulped, hesitating for one moment you move your claw toward the glass.

You saw the gentle giant smile -With his already finished glass-, and look expectantly at you.

You also notice how Gilda looks at you while preparing two glasses of water.

With your claw trembling you proceeded to drink it in one go.

The burn passes through your beak and throat making you become a woozy and coughing mess.

"Holy shit, Gabby are you alright?!" Anon hits your back gently to help you recover, with tears in your eyes you nod to him, "Geez, you don't need to drink this, I will order you something softer now."

Anon calls a waiter while you just gave an awkward smile at Gilda, The hen gives you a knowing smile and passes you one of the glasses of water, your heart warms a little at that as you down it in an instant.

...Oh boy, You can already feel how the alcohol is taking effect.

How can Anon down this so easily!?

Shouldn't he be dead!?

You are Aderyn and HOLY FUCK HOW HE IS NOT DEAD?!

He has already drunk more than two bottles of that stuff!

Of course, you are all alone now since the bitch of Adeldunga already found someone that she wanted to lay, but you stayed to see how things ended with the goat.

Unfortunately, that only gave you a bigger headache.

The worst thing is, he doesn't seem to be a bad cock, perhaps a little too nice for his own good, but that was not exactly a sin.

You let out a sigh and decide to call it a day, you weren't even in the mood to strike a lay because you fully knew that your 'Cocky' looks would bring you a bigger headache.

"Then I hit her with one of my unfertile eggs" Both chicks laugh frantically at Gabby's story.

You laughed harder than them both, Why? Because you are now officially wasted, wasted enough to not think about the fact that Gabby played a "prank" on her bully with the equivalent of spilling the "blood" of her period into her.

Thankfully no murderous psychicks were born in that accident, he~ PsyChicks.

'Who am I now Yang Xiao-long?'

Gilda was about to drink another shot when she suddenly stops and looks at you, looking at your face she smiles mischievously, "Hey, want a little of my drink Anon?"

You just raise an eyebrow, now that you think about it you were so busy getting wasted that you didn't even try to taste any of the other drinks, "Sure" Your voice, much like Gabby and Gilda's now had a slur to it.

You were about to take the glass out of her claw when she suddenly took a mouthful -beakful?- You opened your mouth to protest but then she suddenly shot towards your face and proceeded to french kiss you.

Of course, she was drunk and her beak smelled of booze, The kiss was messy almost choking you in the process, even then, you were more than able to taste it.

It was not as strong as yours, but it had a whisky taste to it, beyond that you felt her weirdly soft beak on your lips, had you been sober you would have questioned it, unfortunately for your sober half, drunk Anon did not give a shit.

Your eyes stay widen open as she takes her beak out of your mouth, a trace of saliva connecting your weird muzzle to her tongue.

You are Gilda and you just did a big move into the guy...

And now you have to do your best to not break your half-lidded sexy look.

Because he was now staring at you with an unreadable stare.

Fuck!, didn't he like it?! did you come too strong!? Fuck, maybe you should have waited longer!

Before you manage to lose your wits, he grabs the glass of hard whisky from your claw, you instinctively close your eyes expecting him to spill the drink into your face.
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After seconds of nothing happening, you open your beak to try to say you were sorry, only for him to grab your chin and proceed to prench kiss you.

Aaaand he's pouring his drink into your beak now.

Your tail starts to wag, Not wasting the chance you grab the back of his head and push him deeper into you.

You expected the kiss to be more awkward, and maybe it was, but you were too drunk to care.

You tasted how the hard kirin spirit mixed with your whisky and his saliva made an intoxicating concoction that send chills down your spine, the whole thing made your brain start sending dopamine shots like it was going out of style.

Are kisses supposed to be this good? No, no they are not, not that you cared really but some magic fuckery was probably going on here -Or it was just that good who knows-

A part of you screams in panic as you feel his bigger frame engulf yours, unfortunatelly for that part him Henhandling you only helped to make this experience more exciting.

And by exciting you mean your cunt is starting to clench and become a waterfall.

Your wings twitched, ready to move and escape at any time.

Your body started to tremble, the adrenaline forced into your body by your fly or fight instincts only making everything more chaotic.

Suddenly a much bigger tongue started to explore the inside of your beak, you tried to fight back, but yours was too small to even stand a chance against his.

Seconds later -minutes for you- he finally moves his tongue out of you.

You breathe deeply trying to regain your breath as your heart pounds frantically inside your chest, you didn't need to be a genius to notice why your crotch was so wet.

Another second passes as you finally manage to see straight again, your pupils move instinctively towards him, just in time to see his half-lidded look.

His bigger tongue licks his lips, probably taking all the taste of yours that he had around it to his mouth.

You are a very giggity goat man-thing so you must be Anonymous and when Gilda kissed you, you needed to make a quick reboot to your brain.

Maybe a sober anonymous would have punched her in the face and grabbed your ball -Which was Gabby- and gone home.

But a much more drunk, flexible, and not scared to fuck quadrupeds anonymous thinks on it really hard and arrives to the conclusion that 'Gilda is nice enough and also has a good personality.'

Your brain also gives you a boost of 'She is a woman, a bird-cat-lioness woman yes but also sentient, and most importantly of all, she has holes' some holes that your primitive side really, reaaally wants to fill full of cum.

So, you took her drink and proceeded to kiss her while pouring the whole thing -together with your saliva- down her throat.

And now your monkey -Goat?- brain is doing backflips.

It was as if a switch had been flipped, before you saw them -the griffons- as mostly cute animals with a hint of beauty that you ignored, now? Now you saw the Griffoness in front of you as a woman.

A woman with beautiful bedroom eyes and a slim thick body, without input your eyes wandered toward her backside where you could perfectly see her absolute plump but firm backside shining in the light of the bar.

Is she an athlete? You don't know, most griffons don't have that amount of plot but there's still no way for you to know, Well, now that you think about it, maybe you can make her one.

Athletes need to train right? And you can certainly train that ass, your eyes moved up to look at the griffin, and immediately any doubts you had disappeared as you saw her red half-lidded face looking hungrily at you.

You finally resigned.

You gave her your best half-lidded stare while cleaning the last of her saliva from your muzzle just to then pop everything into your mouth.

For some reason, her mouth tasted like ambrosia halfheartedly you had to force yourself to move away from the griff.

You didn't want Gabby to feel like the third wheel, so, very, VERY hesitantly you decided that this would be as far as you'd go Lion pussy can wait for some time rig-

"Oh! oh!" you look at Gabby, confused for a moment when she looks excited.

"Me next!" Gabby took a mouthful of her drink and proceeded to slam her beak against your face, thankfully you knew what to expect and received her beak -and its contents- with gusto.

Your Human side screams in panic as two -Incredibly beautiful/cute- women make their moves on you, It feels wrong, having more than one woman doing it, no, not that, it felt wrong to enjoy it, as if you were doing something you shouldn't.

That particular side of your brain was shot down as fast as a North Korean trying to escape through the border, the alcohol and your animal side killing it before it could become a bother.

You tasted the inside of Gabby's mouth, drinking from her like a chick to its mother, It was a nice contrast with how Gilda tasted, her drink being a lot more tasteful compared to the two you bought.

Deciding to move it a step further you grab her by both her ass and head, the feeling of your fingers sinking into her plump only made you more excited.

As you molded her ass with your hand, her moist tongue fought against yours, it didn't stand a chance, after just three seconds you completely dominated the diminutive griff.

Losing her breath after some seconds she finally moves out, Seeing her expression you had to contain yourself to not follow.

Her face was fully blushing and you could swear that she had hearts in her eyes, briefly a part of you thought about where the innocent and excitable Gabby go.

Another was screaming to pound her so hard she wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow.

Her girly giggles manage to take you from your stupor, "Is that another bottle or are you just happy to see me?"

You were confused until you felt something touch your member.

Your eyes opened wide as you saw down to your very much erect member fully exposed to the elements and being grabbed by an extremely shaking hand of Gabby... and stared at by salivating Gilda.

"W-what?" Gabby looks agape at your tool.

You didn't understand what was the deal about it, According to those ponies you were a decent size at best... wait, everyone seems to think you are some kind of minotaur

Were they comparing you to one? Because if 11 inches was just decent to those monsters you don't want to know what is considered big.

Don't bulls have 30-inch cocks? No, no, there's no way minotaurs are like that, being bipedal and all.

"There is no way." Gilda was about to join the grabbing with her claws.

That was until you slap both sets of claws before they got comfy.

You may be drunk, but you still aren't an exhibitionist.

Gilda looked a little pissed and hurt at that, while Gabby looked ashamed and sad.

That was until you speak, "How about we take this to a more private place, eh?"

That made their looks flip into a 180 and their half-lidded looks came at full force.

Gabby's expression was more awkward than Gilda's but you gave her a 10 for effort.

You stand up and with some struggle, you hide your manhood... barely.

If looks could make holes with their intensity, your dick would be swiss cheese right now because of how hard most Hens are looking at your tool.

But you are too drunk to care.

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You arrive at your home at top speed, On the way there you saw the fucking griffon that had clocked you with the fucking "fake" bat, so you decided to finally use the thing.

You were so busy keeping the atmosphere between the two chicks hot that you didn't notice the griffin falling unconscious after the bat hit her head.

The point is that when you arrive you have Gabby smelling and licking your neck while a Hungry Gilda kisses you with her tongue while keeping herself in your chest with her back legs.

You aid her by groping her ass, stretching her cheeks, pussy, and asshole at the same time, feeling every curve to it.

Her plot was toned enough that it was firm but still had some give to it that incited you to keep massaging it.

Slap!*

"Ahhh~"

The griffon moans in your mouth after having her plot spanked, for a moment you imagine her ass rippling as you pound her into submission, well, more submission that is.

Your cock was hard as diamond, the griffoness's cheeks hugging and rubbing it only made it worse, a journey that should have taken 20 minutes ended in less than 7.

You were so aroused you didn't remember to go to your room opting to instead kick the closest room's door open and now here you are, throwing Gilda into the bed.

Your mind drinks down her image, her chest growing and falling with extreme speed, her confident smile plus the half-lidded eyes, her claws and back legs, as if to make sure you wouldn't be able to leave her hanging, her tail wraps around your right tight, trying and failing to move happily.

Gabby was behind your back, nuzzling your neck and whispering into your ear, "Oh, Anon~ Are you going to fuck her silly? Pump her cunt full of cum?"

Her voice felt a little awkward, but your drunk self only heard her hot breath into your ear, your cock pulsing while resting onto Gilda's belly right between her teats.

And isn't that a surprise, you expected something like a lion's or a cat's, instead you gained something like a horse's.

Goes to show that although similar to your world's fables Equestria's creatures do not have to meet any of your previous world's expectations.

Anyways you didn't care about the fact that her tits were in her crotch area or that they were very small, you only cared about the fact that she did have tits and was very much a woman.

The fur sent little spikes to tickle your cock every time the griffon impatiently moved into it.

The sight and sensation alone would be able to send you into a fucking frenzy.

But you tried to remain strong and give her a good experience, after all, no matter what, even as drunk as you were now, you wouldn't be ever drunk enough to ruin your first time in this strange world.

When you were about to start giving her the old fingeroos she moved and stop you, "Oh no big boy, no foreplay, no nothing, I want you to skip it all and Fuck me until I can't feel my back."

You were about to protest until she suddenly took your cock and put it into place right in front of her cunt.

As your cockhead kisses her entrance you have to use all of your self-control to not thrust right there and there, you know how important lubrication is an- wait, you feel something sliding through your cock, is... Is she already we- suddenly you had to force yourself to hold a moan as her pussy pulses and tries to suck you in.

"Can you feel it!? How ready I am already!? I'm all wet and ready for you big boy, I've been like this for a while now, so stop being a beta and fuck m- Ah!"

Every man has his breaking point, and you reach yours, In an instant, you went all in, her moist entrance embracing the entirety of your member.

"Ahhh~"

The clap and moan that follows your insertion could probably be heard throughout your house, For a moment you stop, despite being a miget by your standards Gilda can certainly take a cock.

Had you looked down you'd see the griffon's stomach bulge in the shape of your member, For a second you lose yourself in the warmth of her insides.

Suddenly, you come back to reality with a grunt of pleasure as Gilda starts to tremble, shaking your member while still inside her.

"H-holy shit!" she mutters barely understandable, and you had to contain a curse of your own... you would have a fear that you hurt Gilda if it wasn't for the fact that by her tone she clearly enjoyed that.

You still knew better than moving like crazy...yet.

The heavy breathing of the two of you was the sole thing that could be heard, that was until you hear Gabby again, this time her voice even more unsure, something you lost thanks to your drunken lust state.

"Come on Anon, Show Gilda a good time~ and later, I want you to give me one too, 'kay?"

Gilda looks up at you with a cocky smile.

"Come on, If that is all you got I will be sorely disappointed-"

That was your signal to move, Your breath becomes heavy as you start to slowly retract from her entrance.

Briefly looking at Gilda you noticed something worrying, she looked disappointed, "Come on! I'm not made of glass you know! What!?, are you a two-pump chum and-!?"

That was it, you wanted to be gentle and all that, but if she wanted to be fucked silly and made a cumdump so badly, then you'll give it to her, even if you cum in a minute or brake her in half.

It's time to teach this chick some manners.

While your eye twitches you grab her back legs, spreading them in a quick and violent manner you slam with all your strength back into her, The Hen's body shoots back together with the bed, both only not going further due to you honding onto her feet.

The Hen goes silent as all the air in her lungs suddenly leaves her, you aren't done, grabbing her by the hips you move out of her moist entrance once more, this time a lot faster.

Before she can open her beak you slam into her again, making the bed croak with the full might of your weigh, the moan that she let out was enough encouragement that you needed to keep going.

"Harder? You want it harder you bratty cunt? So be it, just don't beg me to stop, because I won't."

The hen's eyes shot up while her smile widened, you ignored it in favor of moving faster, at this point you didn't care to fully come out from her, and you slam into her round ass with all your weight.

You wanted to erase her smug smile so much that you put your thumb into her beak while still holding her right back leg, even angry you still wanted to piston her cunt the fastest you could.

"Hehehe~" She laughed, or was it Gabby? You don't know but the sound still pissed you off.

With your balls slapping into her tight asshole you drop her to the bed again and force her head down, clamping her beak shut in the process.

You felt how your cock deformed her inner walls into the perfect mold, something that only made you harder and more eager to piston her insides faster.

"AHGK!"

With a short scream, you did just that, ramming in and out of her cunt without caring whether or not the damn hen could handle it.

The combination of your pre cum and her girly fluids connected your pelvis together, saving her from making her insides even more of a mess.

She moans and squawks as you fuck her cunt, of course you didn't only piston in and out of her big dick or not that wouldn't be nearly enough to give her a good time.

So, with a mischievous smile, you use your mysterious 'power' to find out more about the hen's biology, and sure enough, you find exactly what you want.

"Oooh~" The hen's moan takes you out of your musing, with a devious smile you force her head towards you while freeing your left hand from her pawned feet.

The moment your eyes meet her face morphs into one of both fear and eagerness no doubt noticing your smirk.

You give her no time to speak as your hand shoots toward her pussy.

"KWA!"

The hen squawks as you start to tease her clint, Her head tries to shoot up under your grip as she forcibly grasps the bed's mattress, and her spine shoots up while you continue to pound her cunt, this time making sure to hit a particular dense spot while staying a second longer inside her to tease her cervix.

While this happened you ignored the slight green glow of your horns.

Taking your hand out of her beak You then slap her ass with enough force to make it jiggle, leaving a red mark behind.

"OoOooh~"

The hit in turn caused the griffoness to moan and her insides to tighten their hold on your cock.

She then suddenly stiffened, her back arched even more while she let out a moan, this one far louder harder than the others...

"AHHHH!"

Even while feeling your cock getting covered in cum your lustful mind only thought she wanted to escape.

"Grrrrr*"

Growling in anger you used all your strength to pin the griffoness back into the mattress, She said she wanted it rough, and you were not about to make her a liar.

Her claws shot to your back in fright the puny woman probably tried to scratch you as you jackhammered into her convulsing pussy, back and forth you slammed into her, the hand resting in her pussy shot out to her wings and started caressing it.

"IiiIIIEeeEEEEe!" The griffoness stammered letting out incoherent sounds while convulsing under the assault.

You couldn't see her stupid face the woman's beak being entirely smushed into your chest, still, you didn't care.

Finally, you started to feel the pressure in your loins as you kept shattering her pelvis with each slam, you lost all control, gripping her wing and ass you somehow went even faster, the hen's pleasure mattering little in comparison to your release.

"Mmmmmmm!" She screamed while pushing her face even deeper into your chest, a stupid smile plastered on her face while she did it.

A second later you feel it, the moment of no return.

You slam into her one last time as you unload what was practically all the content of your balls inside her, Fearing that she would escape you grab the Griffoness and hold her into a thigh hug.

Her walls moved around your dick, doing their best to keep milking your thick load, her legs managing to get enough strength to aid you in the task of not moving your hips away from each other.

Seconds later you shot the last rope of cum inside her, staying inside her for some seconds more you manage to come back to reality, your breath was heavy and your body full of sweat, saliva, and cum.

"Uuuugh~"

Hearing Gilda's groan your eyes widen, looking down you notice that you are probably still crushing her, and reluctantly you move away.

Smiling softly you watch the past-out Gilda smile goofy a pleased smile plastered on her face.

'I want to see more of this.' The thought randomly enters your head, You don't think you love the griffoness quite yet but there is definitely something there.

With how messed up the world seemed to be you didn't think you'd ever find a woman to settle down with.

You may be getting a little ahead of yourself now but this griffoness gave you a little bit of hope that you wouldn't have to die alone in this alien world.

You let out a sigh, you were about to cuddle with Gilda when you suddenly hear a sound to your left.

Moving your eyes towards it you see something that makes your still erect cock pulse inside of Gilda, the griffoness insides still trying to milk you even after all that.

There on the ground was Gabby, her back pressed against the head of the bead, her face absolutely red in embarrassment at being caught.

The cute griffon tried to cover it with her two claws, but even then she clearly gave her eyes enough space to keep seeing your depraved act.

But what really calls your attention was her open back legs which show her well-hidden treasure.

There you manage to properly see what equipment the griffin had, You were extremely pleased that was somewhat like a human woman, the fur and flesh transitioning so perfectly you wouldn't have noticed had you not been looking at it closely.

Her genitals were absolutely wet with her cum, under your gaze the diminutive girl subconsciously spread her back legs giving you a full view of her pussy.

And... Are those black paw pads? Your power told you about that right? Maybe? You are too horny and drunk to remember, or even just care really.

Licking your lips you slowly move away from Gilda while still keeping eye contact with Gabby, The small griffon slightly trembled at your gaze.

Gabby's eyes slowly started to become smaller after seeing your still erect cock.

At the moment you don't question it either, you only care about one thing, and that was the griffon you were looking at.

Once you fully exit the gaping hole of Gilda, Gabby saw how your cum started to flow out of what was once a cocky and aggressive griffon.

Shaking her head she closes her legs in clearly panic and dismay.

That snaps you from your trance.

You blink and gently move closer to her, something that only made her try to get away by pushing herself into the headboards, You had to admit seeing her react like that hurt more than you thought it would.

"G-Gabby? something wrong?"

She was breathing heavily, but not in a sexy way, it was clear she was very scared, getting an idea you crouched slightly trying to look smaller while moving closer to her, she then closer her eyes and let out an even more heavy breath.

"I-I just... I don't think I can take it..."

You move closer to her and finally put her into a hug, she stiffened a lot for a moment until you put her into your chest fluff, "Shh, we don't have to do anything you don't want to."

Her trembling started to subside with her breath, gently you started to caress her head.

"I..."

She remains silent for a while longer, putting on a kind smile you take her face out of your chest and slowly move her head towards yours, caressing her cheeks you keep your voice soft and playful.

"What happened to the Gabby that wanted me to give her a good time? eh?"

She flushes in embarrassment and looks away, "I just... I didn't know that it was going to be... this rough... or intense"

You blink and look at Gilda, her ass was completely red, both from the slaps and your tights sliding into her.

Maybe... maybe you went a little overboard.

Your semen still flowed out of the griffoness and now that you look at it her stomach looks slightly deformed because of your load.

Whoever sent you here gave you a body fit of a hentai protagonist.

Gilda's leg twitched while her face was frozen in the perfect image of pure bliss The woman had passed out in the middle of the act, Huh, you hadn't noticed that, not that you'd have stopped even if you did.

You let out an awkward chuckle, "Well, I wanted to go slow but she kinda got on my nerves... We can go a lot slower if you want to." This made her stiffen, but then she relaxed a little and looked you in the eyes, she really looked insecure about all this.

"Or... I can eat you out until you cum~"

Her eyes went wide as she gulped, after a moment she nodded, giving her a sincere smile you hugged her closer and kissed her neck while at the same time caressing all of her body.

"a-Ahh~"

Slowly moving down you kept kissing her body, briefly you noted how soft her fur felt, was she always like this? Or did she pass something in her body?

Arriving on her locked-up legs, you slowly parted them apart with all the care in the world.

"Well well well, what treasure have I found here~?" Gabby trembled slightly at your tone, her legs tensed for a second but did not close.

Your eyes fixed on her pussy lips and teats over her lower belly, even with all her panic her entrance looked ready to go, but now isn't the time for that.

Giving her a seductive smile you gave a big lick to her entrance while she maintained eye contact with you, you manage to get a small shudder out of her and slowly she started to get a half-lidded look, her cheeks slowly turning red.

You gave another, broader lick and then you suck into her flower.

"Ah~"

'Soft'

Moving your tongue inside her you almost went cross-eyed, the feeling was... Weird, a good kind of weird, she felt soft, Malleable, much like Gilda it felt like you were getting hugged by a comfy, warm meat blanket.

Your cock pulsed as you felt her juices enter your mouth, it smelled, nice, sweet even, fortunately, Gabby made sure to clean herself before coming to the bar.

Extending your tongue you slowly moved through her walls, You don't know exactly what she tasted like, but you know one thing, you like it.

Getting more enthusiastic you move your tongue up, just to clamp your mouth on her clitoris and suck.

"A-a-a-n-n-o-o-o-n-N-N!!!~"

Her moan was music to your ears even more, it was motivation enough to do even more, your horn glows as you extend your tongue impossibly far inside the griffoness.

In hindsight, her reaction should have been expected, instantly she slammed her legs around your head pushing you even further inside her, the impact was not strong enough to make you stop, so you kept going with even more enthusiasm.

Had your mouth not been full of pussy you'd probably be smiling right now.

Gabby's claws shot down, holding your head and trying to push you even further inside her together with her tights.

"yes, Yes, YES, YEEEES! Go deeper Nonny eat my pussy like it's your last meal!"

The griffoness lost all signs of reason and started to use even more strength in her attempts.

Smiling you do just that, sucking her clit you slowly started to spell the alphabet into her pussy lips while groping her perfectly round ass, compared to Gilda's Gabby's was softer and bigger, you certainly enjoy the difference in it.

You were about to enter into a trance when you felt her claws stop your head by gripping your horns, looking up you see the Griffoness breathing heavily, her face plastered in a deep blush.

She seemed to have gone back to herself

"Ok, ok, I-I think I'm ready."

You raise an eyebrow and open her legs, "A-are you sure?"

She timidly nodded as you rose, she gulped once your still erect manhood rested in her belly, "T-that is going into me?"

You nodded even if her eyes were locked on your cock, "Yes... We really don't-"

She shook her head hard, "N-no, is fine... we can just... do it slowly, 'kay?...please?" Your heart almost broke, she sounded scared, you didn't like that, not at all.

Gabby is a sweet and caring Griffon, if possible you'd only want to see her smile, readying yourself you crawl closer to her, Taking her chin you move her head towards yours, Giving a soft smile you slowly approach her.

"Now, nothing like that, I want my Gabby to smile at me 'kay? I'd never hurt you my little Griffin, but I will love you."

Gabby lost her voice, her heart pounded in her chest a hundred times per second, is this what love feels like? This Cock is just too perfect, if she didn't know better she'd say she was dreaming.

Bringing her face to yours she gives you a soft kiss, not one of lust and passion but a loving and caring one, every second that you two are connected she seems to relax even more.

She moved her claws into your back and you finally broke the kiss, her panting, clearly starting to get hot under the collar, "I will enter now, Okay?"

She nods and you put yourself into position, she lets out a gasp as you start to slowly enter her.

Closing her eyes she starts to tremble, her insides getting too tight for your liking, so you once again moved her face to meet yours and gently kissed her.

You don't know what God created the Griffons but you thank it for making their beaks so soft, maybe that's why they have teeth? Retractable ones even.

The kiss does the trick as she relaxes again, her wings fluttering at the love that she is getting, Slowly her insides start to relax once more.

You slowly started to move again until you felt something stopping you, your eyes went wide and you stop the kiss and look into her eyes, You had not reached that far into her before, so it could only be one thing.

"I... Is this your first time?"

She gulped, but nodded, "It... it is going to hurt too much?"

You shook your head, normally you wouldn't panic, but this manages to save you enough to remember a little of the spells you were reading.

You tried to drug yourself with it or aid you in to your dry spell...

Putting your hands into her stomach your horns light up for a moment, Gabby looked at them in slight awe, but in an instant, it was done.

Before she could ask what you did, she suddenly let out a moan, not of pain, but pleasure as you penetrated her hymen, you smiled but didn't stop hilting into her as her wings open a little bit once you finally met her true end.

Her wings flapped a little while you enjoyed being so inside of her, The pleasure was good and only got better as the part of you that wanted to make love to Gilda became ecstatic.

Gabby finally looked up at you, meeting your smile with one of her own, something that only made her seem even cuter, her face was very much like a tomato, and her eyelids were at different altitudes.

You started to hum a song while tracing the muscles on her back, something that only seemed to make her relax even more, subtily you noticed her stiffening for a moment, the next moment she lets out a moan as you touch her wings, to be more precise, the base of them.

You let out a devilish smile as you start to massage them.

You didn't have much experience, but judging by how she was twitching from inside and out, that probably didn't matter.

"M-more, please..." Your smile becomes bigger when you finally started to move, as you did one more thrust, you sit up.

Being in the lotus position now, you had Gabby and her perfect ass resting in your lap, using one hand you started to move her up while slowly tracing her wing muscles.

Gabby let out another moan and she put her head into your chest, her hands trying to hug your closer while also tracing your back as she flapped her wings.

Once you were about to exit her entrance, you started to make her go down into your rod once more, this time having one hand supporting her and another into the back of her head.

Her leg twitches as do her moist insides.

When you were finally again by her end, you noticed how an inch or two were out from her girly juices combined with the blood of her virginity, but you didn't care, you only wanted to make this griffon have a great time with what she could take.

Big is your surprise went she manages to support herself with her own back legs and starts to move up by her own efforts, then she hilted herself a little hard for your liking... she didn't seem to care though.

She looked up at you with a lust-induced drunk state, weirdly enough she had hearts in her eyes even more, She looked like she was about to fall asleep at any moment, "Please take care of me, 'kay?"

You smile and start to aid in the task of penetrating herself, but her face keeps looking at you... her beak seems a little lonely, so you move your face and kiss her deeply, she finally closes her eyes as she meets your hips with yours.

Slowly was the process of loving her, but then suddenly her wings snap open and her walls convulse around your shaft, you hilted her, fully knowing that she was cumming.

After a while she finally relax, she look at you confused, "Y-you still don't cum?" you shook your head and were about to say that didn't matter, but then she started to move again, this time a little faster but shakier, "Then we better fix that, 'kay?"

You wanted to protest, but, your words died in the throat as she kissed you again.

You comply and move faster this time.

This wasn't like the rough hate fuck that you had with Gilda, here you could appreciate all the minute details of this amazing griffon.

How her hot breath hits your face while you kiss her, how her chest inflates and contracts at a fast pace, how her ass meets your pelvis and balls, and how her boobs -bigger than Gilda's - rise against your belly, her wings instinctively flapping every time she goes up.

You also started to massage and mold her ass, stretching her holes in the process, something that she seems to enjoy as she starts to purr.

Gabby once more cums into your dick, her walls becoming a little 'painfully' tight, when she opens her eyes once more it was obvious that she was in her last ropes, "H-how long?"

"I'm about to finish-"

"The fuck me harder, fill me up with your seed, claim me-." You smile and start to move faster.

You didn't lie about how close you were as only twenty seconds later you finally hit your limit, slamming into her you hold her in place.

You were surprised when she hugged you with her back legs and arms... You were more surprised by the wing hug that you got while releasing your load into her.

You meet Gabby's face one last time and hold her there while her pussy milks the last cream of your load, as you finish you detract from her face and look at her starry eyes, "I... did I do well?"

You smile and kiss her forehead, "Yes, you did perfect Gabby."

She gives you a big smile and hugs you for a while more, but then you feel her body going limp, you know what happened very well, she passed out.

'Do the creatures here have less stamina or do I just have more?' You asked yourself while holding Gabby.

Putting her into the bed you proceeded to fully get out of her insides, instantly cum and blood came out with your dick... which was still fully erect.

You frowned at that, but you had too much dopamine to care for right now... Or that was until you saw the entirety of Gabby's sleeping form.

You wanted to do it again, maybe it was because of the Griffoness' beauty, maybe because of her position, or maybe you are just a pervert, In the end, it didn't matter, your libido talked with you, it wasn't quite finished yet

You gulped and look at the two passed-out griffons... Then you finish looking at Gilda...

Surely she wouldn't mind, right?

Being used like a cum dump and all that?

Having her holes used as flashlights and all that?

Being fed cum in her mouth?

Probably not.

...Probably.

As you come closer you put your member into her, her limp body not responding as you started to move again without care for lubrication your previous load was working perfectly as just that.

You could lie and say that her unconscious walls were unable to stimulate you enough to entice you to keep going or cum...

But there was enough pressure that still made you shudder in enjoyment.

Or perhaps was the sole fact that you were fucking a woman, not caring if she was awake or not.

You move her closer to the edge of the bed and her limp body didn't protest as you keep moving inside and out, At some moment you don't feel like keeping the slow pace that you are having and start to move faster.

You don't know what was it about all this if it was the fact you were fucking an unconscious girl or how you are fucking someone, but there is a certain magic to fucking her limp body.

You felt how your climax was creeping slowly.

You still saw how once in a while her wings twitch again slamming inside her, or how her goofy smile had become bigger.

You can think of ways to better use that mouth, She is enjoying herself while you help yourself to her body, surely she wouldn't mind receiving a treat.

You didn't know when it happened but you were going basically at the same speed that you had when she was awake, this time being mindful enough to not ruing her ass.

Your member enters and leaves her practically unmoving walls full of your cum and her juices.

Finally you slam into her and cum once more, filling her cunt with even more of your cum.

Her belly becomes slightly bigger as you keep yourself inside her, your breath heavy and sweat coming from your body.

When you finish you move out expecting to find your member becoming flaccid this time...

Only to see how your cum came out and her belly started to become small again... all while your tool was still standing in attention.

What?

You expected your lust to disappear thanks to your doubts and weirdness of the situation...

It didn't.

You sigh as you move once more, fully knowing that you would have a long night waiting for you.

You hoped that Gilda wouldn't be too sore in the morning or when she wakes up.

...You probably should make a potion or lotion to help her anyways.

...

Moving through the bed you sit on her chest and take her head, guiding it toward your member.

"He...hee~" The griffoness laughs and licks the head of your cock. "Mooore~"

Your horns glow, without hesitation, you push her head, forcing her to take the entirety of your member inside her throat.

You would do that potion after you become fully satisfied or after some loads more, maybe three, a dozen or so at maximum.

5:Yes hello? No, I don't know who you are. (Highly suggestive) (edited by Poparakelis)

Third finish in Gilda. -Thirty minutes-

Holding her leg up you fasten your pace, slamming inside her again and again until finally fully entering into her and shooting your load inside her.

Once again you fall into her unmoving body enjoying the afterglow one more time...

That was until you notice how your dick didn't stop fighting the good fight just yet.

You sigh as you start to move again.

Fourth finish in Gilda. -One hour later after third round-

You are sweating bullets, not because of the sex... Well, maybe because of the sex, but also because your dick is still hard.

What

The

Fuck.

Fifth finish. -Another hour later-

You are now worried that you may be an Incubus, so you must be anonymous.

Because You after finished once more inside of Gilda and your dick hasn't given up yet -It didn't even feel sore!-

But also because you saw how her belly looked, it was inflated to the point one could say she was a pregnant woman... or what you guess a pregnant griffin would look like.

'Wait, don't they lay eggs or something?'

A little scared, you proceeded to touch her belly and push it down...

Only for it to go back to normal after your cum gushed out of her, god, that smells, there's a reason no man wants to ever smell his own cum.

You frown hard and proceeded to check how big your balls are... they were normal-sized, maybe a little bigger than they should be, but nothing like those crazy novels that said they had apple-sized testicles.

Which didn't make sense because you had stuffed Gilda and Gabby pretty full.

'WHERE THE FUCK IS ALL THIS CUM COMING FROM?!'

Maybe...

You start to sweat as you check how much your balls weigh...

Nope, normal weight too... what the fuck is going on!?

Then you felt the need to stuff Gilda once more.

You groan pretty hard but decided to try one more time, it isn't your fault, the damn griffon just has a body built for sin.

You are Anon about half an hour into pound town, it was like god itself told you to go fuck yourself, you felt it because in some way you knew that your body finally sweated out all the toxins and alcohol out of your system...

You felt How your senses instantly came back to normal, you sobered up as if a switch had been flipped the second you did so.

You forced yourself to stop right there even if your basic instincts were telling you to keep stuffing the catbird with your children.

You really wanted to impregnate the woman, subconsciously at least.

But you didn't care.

Because since you came back to normal you also remember how you didn't want to punch your N card -Native card, not the N-word- for now.

You also stop being so "fuck" minded and notice how you were absolutely destroying the griffoness holes, for fucks sake she isn't even conscious!

Then you saw the fully stuffed Gilda and her incredibly satisfied face.

Your ego swole, together with your libido.

So what if you destroy her holes, not like anyone else is going to use them right?

Then your subconscious kick yourself in the metaphorical balls so hard that you are surprised your dick didn't go subatomic right there and there.

Fuck.

Shit.

BLOODY HELL.

You took your penis out of her in a panic and run to your bathroom, ignoring once more how your dick's departure made her cunt flood out like a broken faucet.

Turning around you run towards the bathroom.

Once you arrive, you proceed to throw freezing water at your back.

That did the trick, as if exorcising a demon with holy water, all your horny thoughts of keeping fucking Gilda's tight little hole until th-

FUCK

You threw more cold water at yourself, and you couldn't be happier to see Anon junior go to hide in his cave once more.

'No more fucking the incredibly sexy Griffon Anon!'

At least for now.

You let out a sigh and thank your lucky star that you didn't go absolutely berserk in a lust-craze fashion... You also hoped that this was proof enough that you weren't an incubus.

...That still doesn't explain how your body suddenly purged all the alcohol as if it were tap water.

But you take your wins where you can.

As you proceeded to fully clean your body from all the evidence of the acts of the precious night, you started to plan to check into your guest one last time before brewing a potion while you thought hard about what you had done...

A big emphasis on the part that you planned to do that.

Because once you walk into your living room you see something that absolutely calls your attention.

Why? Simple, it is something that shouldn't exist in this weird world.

...

It was a fucking phone, a smart one at that.

uh?!?!

HUH?!?!?

What the fuck!?

HOW!?

WHEN!?

The sudden ringtone snaps you back to reality... Once you were back to your senses you noticed how you were practically hyperventilating, you were breathing rapidly and your chest was pounding painfully.

BUT THE BLOODY THING IS STILL RINGING.

With shaky legs, you walk to the phone and slowly reach for it.

When you pick it up and answer the line, you speak very fearfully, "H-hello?"

You wait for a moment, your heart pumping into your ears, then, you hear a masculine gruff voice, "Ah, you finally picked it up."

You gulped and look around the room like that would give you an answer to who you were speaking, "Hi, yes, w-who are you?"

The guy behind the phone let out an evil -Yes evil- laugh, "Who do you think I am boy?"

You gulped harder, while you looked in the direction of the well fucked griffons.

One of the griffons which you also fucked even when she wasn't able to consent while you abused her unconscious body.

The Griffon that you fucked after practically destroying your liver with powerful alcohol.

Drunk women who weren't able to think right to consent, a fact that would probably get canceled if the feminists find out that you did this.

Girls that you also fucked one right after another... maybe a wet dream for many men back home, but also something very morally wrong for many more people.

And of course, that isn't taking into account that they aren't even human, to begin with.

You gulp and look into the sky, your stomach busy doing backflips at the moment... Your sweating intensifies as you loosen an imaginary necktie, "G-god?"

There was an impregnated silence that made your stomach fall into an abyss that may as well be a black hole.

If this was truly god, then you had good reason to believe that he was about to smite you because of the sins you committed in that room right now.

You could hardly blame him, after all, you practically had become a fucking furry to the bone.

You would smite yourself if you were in his position... if the sins in the "book" were to believe in his character anyway, the Bible isn't very clear, but then again there are other religions... That doesn't calm you down much to the contrary it worsens your panic.

If he was god what god was he?

WHO WAS RIGHT?!

DO ALL GODS SEE LUST AND SEX OUTSIDE OF YOUR SPECIES AS SOMETHING WRONG!??

YOU HOPE NO.

THEY ARE SENTIENT BEINGS FOR PETE'S SAKE, THIS IS NOT FERAL ANIMALS THAT CAN'T CONSENT.

WAIT YOU JUST ADMITTED THAT THEY WEREN'T IN THE RIGHT MIND TO ACTUALLY CONSENT.

FUCK!

His hardy laugh snaps you out of your self-indulged panic attack, "Flattery will not save you, child."

FUCK YOU WERE RIGHT.

YOU THROW YOURSELF INTO THE GROUND AND START PRAYING-

"I'm Grogar, father of all monsters, and you have something that belongs to me."

You stop praying... And then frown.

Who?

You put the phone back into your ear and speak with an obvious confused edge in your voice, "Who?"

"...?"

The silence that follows is really awkward to the very least.

But then you hear the grumpy and gruff voice again, "I'm the OWNER OF THE BODY YOU ARE USING YOU UNCULTURED PIECE OF TRASH! You should be enjoying all the advantages of having the perfect chimera form! How do you not know about the father of all monsters?!"

You move away from the phone, his scream being a little too loud for your sensitive ears, then you stop and cut him off, "Wait, so you made this body?"

"YES YOU UNSWORN ABSOLUTE BUFFON, WH-"

You cut him once more, "Wait, wait, wait, if you made THIS body why in the fuck did you make it so it can't go flaccid after cumming? I mean I was still erect even after five rounds for fucks sake... and also, why a bipedal goat?"

There was silence again.

You just frown while walking into the brewing room, you still had to do something to fix Gilda's ass and the future hangover that they both are destined to have.

But then he screams once more, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN BIPEDAL?! IT SHOULD BE QUADRUPEDAL, AND HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ITS SEXUAL STAMINA, YOU BLOODY WHORE!?"

You stop, did you really want to tell him? well, he did seem like an asshole and that would probably get him madder, so you smirked, "Oh, you know, I fucked two griffons until they fell unconscious, nothing special."

Silence again, your smile went wider as you started to prepare the materials.

You remain like that until you hear him scream once more.

"THAT IT IS, HERE I WAS GOING TO THANK YOU FOR HOLDING MY BODY UNTIL I WAS READY TO TAKE IT, BUT YOU TAINTED WITH YOUR STUPIDITY AND LUST, I WILL NOT LET YOU KEEP WASTING IT LIKE THAT, BE PREPARED TO BE EJECTED AND SENT BACK TO HELL WERE YOU SHOULD BE FROM THE DAMM BEGINNING."

Your eyes went wide as you thought that maybe you fucked up a little.

You fell into the ground, bracing for impact for what you guess would be the most brutal mind fuck you would get in your life.

"AHHHH!"

A scream resounded in the room...

It wasn't yours.

What?

You open one eye, then the other, and then looked around.

Whot?

You were about to ask what was going on, that was until you hear static coming from the phone.

"Hello?" As his scream stops, the only sound coming from the device is that of a flat line, something that slowly starts to become dimer, as you look at it, you notice the phone slowly disappearing.

You blink and check yourself, you didn't feel any different, and by judging the fact that you were still here and not in hell, then he probably failed...

Did he got outplayed by his own body?

After your adrenaline got back to manageable levels, you finally noticed something... and then let out a groan.

You finally got someone that could give you an answer without mind fucking your own head with a slaughter of information, and then he just... Dies? Not only that but the answers you got only gave you a little context...

So you are like a Chimera?

Wait...

If you are a chimera, then what are you composed of?

...

Maybe if you also got some kind of shapeshifter you could become Human again... Or look like one anyways.

You shake your head and stand up, then you start to do what you came here to do in the first place, and that is to make a potion for Gilda to feel less pain after being used like a cumdump that and something for the hangover for the two of them.

Maybe make some actual breakfast too.

...You still have some meat to use, you think.

Sadly you didn't invest in anything to make actual pancakes, but you doubt they'll mind.

When you wake up you feel the most painful and yet paradoxically comforting joy that any Griffin could have, so you must be Gilda.

In one claw, your head, ass, and griffin hood were killing you, strangely your mouth felt weirdly sweet.

On the other claw, your body fully knew how you ended up in this state, and it was screaming 'worth It' so hard that you almost forgot the pain of the hangover and how you were cuddling to something.

Almost.

You were about to move away when you felt like you were absolutely stuffed, in a sexy way of course.

Your brain liked that very much, unconsciously you sigh in satisfaction and stay still for a moment more.

-Weirdly, it still feels hot for some reason, like the load has been there for less than 2 hours, either that or there is an insane amount of cum inside you.-

Snuggling closer to whatever was next to you you felt something soft, and immediately recognized it.

It was not a big chest fluff, but it was very comforting anyways, and hey, if you had to support this every time you wanted to get rutted this hard, then you would gladly become the little spoon.

You of course would deny/kill everyone that asked or spread out that rumor.

That was until you heard the door to the room slowly opening.

Hmm, maybe was that other griffin? if you remember her name right, it was Gabby.

...

Wait, those aren't the sounds of paws or claws.

That's the sound of hoofsteps!

Please no.

In a soft masculine voice, you hear the new creature in the room ask, "Is someone awake?"

OH PLEASE NO, PLEASE GODS TELL YOU YOU'RE NOT CUDDLING A HEN!

Relax Gilda, Maybe she isn't awake and you can escape with your pride unscathed.

Your hope was crushed once you hear the reverberation of her chest, "Mhmm" her affirmation was full of loving care that almost made you want to run away, "Ugh...ah..."

The sounds of pain made you feel a tingle of sympathy for her, you know, since you also were in one weirdly satisfactory hell of pain right now...

Thankfully the hen stopped cuddling and going by the sounds, she probably sat up, without knowing what happened you kept faking being asleep.

If she knew you were awake and maaaaybe enjoying snuggling her your reputation would get recked, "W-what happened?"

You hear Anon shuffling into the side of the bed, "You don't remember?" His voice sounded worried, a little shame escaping his words.

Oh god, you never tell a cock that a night of sex wasn't special unless you want to go on a guilt trip.

...The awkward silence that came made your fur and feathers stand up.

"Oh..." You hear the hen shuffle a little, "OH MY GOD ANON I'M SO SORRY THAT I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF YOU PLEASE-" the good news is that he probably silenced the hen -Was that Gabby's voice?- which you may have to indirectly thank him for it later.

The bad news is that now your headache is so bad that may as well be giving birth to an alien through your forehead.

"Shhh, Gilda probably has a hangover too." Awww, You really bucked a nice cock this time... that or you exercised his demons after he almost fucked you to death.

He~ the Cock exorcist as if to prove your thoughts every time you moved too much you felt the pain of your sore insides.

You hear the muffled voice of Gabby probably saying sorry.

"And no, You didn't... Well, maybe you did a little-", SHIT, YOU WERE WRONG, HE TOTALLY WOULD DEMAND YOU IF YOU-, "But we all were pretty drunk and at the end of the day, we did stupid things but we had a good time, so don't worry about it." Oh, maybe you were right after all.

He probably took the claw that he had on Gabby's mouth away since you hear her now, "B-but."

"Look, let's talk about this over breakfast, I made some eggs with bread and some meat I had, just follow the corridor in that direction and you will find the dining room, also drink this, It will fix your hangover and alleviate some pain."

"O-ok..." Oh god, you'd literally kill for that right about now, but it is probably too late as you hear how Gabby drinks whatever he gives her.

"Oh wow! I feel a lot better," You let out a little wine of pain at her upbeat tone, suddenly you hear her wince and speak in a softer voice, "I will be waiting for you... Also, where is the bathroom? I kinda would like to... fix myself a little."

"The door close to the dining room, it has a label above it, you can't miss it, now go you lovely dork." You hear a slap and a Gabby squawk in surprise, only for her to let out a contained chuckle, he probably slapped her ass... you have mixed feelings about that.

After a while of silence, you were unsure if Anon was still there, when you were about to move he spoke, "So, how long will you fake being asleep?"

Buck, FUCK, you meant fuck, you really hate how ponys mess up your vocabulary.

But that's not here or there.

Maybe you could continue faking, but since you really would like that medicine you relented, letting out a sigh you open one eye, showing your trademark neutral look -Which is kinda forced since you are probably blushing a little-.

He was looking at you while sitting in the bed with an unreadable face, you gave him your best cocky smile -The best that you could do now, that is-

"Hi hot stuff, hope you enjoyed yourself last night."

He snorts and smiles back, "You are speaking hot shit for someone that passed out in the first round."

You scrunch up your beak and maybe, mayyyyybe blush harder.

"Well sorry mister 'Don't let you breath', as far I know, all griffins still need oxygen, also I was so fucking drunk that, surprised I manage to get wet at all!."

He gave you a bigger cocky smile, "Well, sorry for fucking you so hard that you forgot to breathe, also let me remind you that I drank more and harder stuff than you."

You roll your eyes, "I will let you know if my backside wasn't killing me right now, I would pin you down and fuck you so hard that YOU would forget how to breathe."

You expected him to chuckle at that... he only look sheepish, "Yea... I'm sorta to blame for that, I kinda kept going some rounds more while you were knocked out, sorry for going kinda wild into your ass, and..."

He blushes while smiling sheepishly.

Holy shit this cock is so cute, you want to keep him.

"I... Uhhh, do you, you know." He fidgets his fingers. "If there's a next time, do you mind if I keep going after you go down?"

He smiles shyly while asking, his blush deepening all the more while doing it
.
...

That... was strangely hot for some reason, your face probably reflexed the surprise of you liking that fact, but then you smirked at him, "Well, you can go wild into me any day of the week, you dweeb, far from me to say no to free sex."

He smiled even more -HolyShitHeIsSoCute!- and then took up a glass of... something from the night table.

"First of all, I feel obligated to say this, you will regret giving me that invitation-" You roll your eyes, you didn't know any single hen who would turn down getting rutt.

"Second, drink this it will help with the hangover and it has some stuff to take the pain away, I also have some soap and ointment that should heal your ass faster."

...

You love this cock.

Not only he isn't going wild over the fact that you two just had drunk sex, but he is also not going ahead of himself and trying to string you into a relationship.

You hope this is not a one-night-only thing.

And by that, you mean getting fucked.

You are apparently a chimera and you are holding your thighs together to hide your boner, so you must be Anonymous.

When you were doing the potions you had an idea, while it cooled down a little bit you looked at a mirror and thought how you would like to know what the fuck you are.

It worked so well that you kinda freaked out a little bit, and by a little bit, you mean you headbutted the mirror.

Ok, maybe you were curious about what you are, but you felt that it would send you into a crazy spiral for a while, so you maybe would actually get the data pack after you send Gabby and Gilda in their way.

After going to the room where they were the smell of sex hit you like a fucking train, and you remembered something very important to do after a night of wild sex.

Change the sheets and clean up after yourself.

Normally it wouldn't be necessary if you cum inside of something you don't need to worry about it you know, like a normal human being.

But the amount of stuff your balls produced was so big that the bed is now soaked in your cum.

Granted it felt much better to cum as a chimera than as a human but the smell, it's not so good.

A fact that these two women may not have noticed as they have been in this room for some hours and their senses accustomed to it.

...

Thankfully in your drunken stupor, you were sane enough to use one of the guest rooms.

That or you took one of the closes rooms to fuck faster.

Well, that is staling enough, sooner rather than later you will have to wake them up and heal them, so you enter with two glasses of the potion.

Gabby almost panics but you manage to relax her enough, at least for now.

You knew that Gilda was awake, you fucked asleep Gilda for most of the night and she didn't look anything like this.

After talking with her a little, and somehow managing to get her permission to keep fucking her while unconscious -yeeees!- she finally picked the potion it up and tries to drink it without sitting up, -Since you destroyed her ass with your cock- then she drinks it in one go, fortunately, you made it so it would only taste like water.

Giving you the glass back she opens her eyes wide and puts a claw in her head, "Woah, that works fast, were did you get it!?"

You smile as you take the glass from her, "I made it, now come on, I doubt you like how stiff my cum must be in your ass, Gabby probably has already taken a bath by now."

You look at her as she frowns and moves a little, then she winces, "Yea, now that you say it it is kinda stiff." She then proceeded to try to stand up on the floor, only for her back legs to fail, bringing her down instantly, "FUCK."

You immediately stand up and steady her, "Shit, are you alright?"

She is in visible pain, probably because she is sitting on her sore posterior and maybe her puffy pussy, but somehow she smirks at you.

"Nah, I just enjoy sitting down you fucking dweeb, no, but really, apparently you went a little too hard that even a thunder cunt like me couldn't handle."

You roll your eyes and without another word, you pick her up, She squawks in surprise, for a second it seemed like she would try to wiggle out, but once you put her in a 'right' hold for a cat she relaxes a little... She still looks at you with an annoyed expression and a surprisingly cute blush on her face.

"Let me down now, I don't like being hen-handled,"

You raise an eyebrow, 'hen handled?' as you work your way into your bathroom you translate their weirds expressions and reversed gender roles in your head, you arrive at the conclusion she means 'Manhandle', you let out a snort of amusement, "What about-"

As she already knew what you would say, she responds, "Getting fuck hard while you get henhandle is very different to just being henhandle outside sex, so fuck off and let me down you dweeb."

You freeze for a moment and think of a way to tease her, the problem is... you don't want to go... native, or maybe it's didn't?

It was annoying, that little part of your brain that kept screaming how wrong everything was.

For fucks sake you don't have any excuses now, you already took a deep dive into the pool of interspecies relationships, heck you asked to fuck her while she slept, it can't go deeper than that, not only that you may have been teasing her for a while now, so might as well go to the deep end, You smirked at her.

"What? Do you want me to fuck you while I take you to the bathroom? or do you want me to fuck you first before picking you up every time?"

She just raises an eyebrow while giving you a smirk, "I will pass for now, but please let me walk by myself."

This time you are the one to roll your eyes as you keep walking to the bathroom that you told Gabby, "How about this, If you can walk by yourself after I mostly fixed your ass, you are welcome to do so."

Gilda scrunched her face but didn't protest anymore.

As you take her to the bathroom, you hear Gabby scream.

As you feel the adrenaline flow into your body you kick the door open expecting to see her wounded.

...only to hear laughter and see a fully fluff-out Gabby.

You let out a groan and remember the fact that every bathroom in your home has a giant hair dryer... since sadly you didn't have any towels, after all, if you had more material like that you would do some clothing instead of towels.

What you did have was magic, so you made a giant hair drier considering that most of your body mass is just your fur...

The sound of the hair drier fills the room, thanks to that, Gabby didn't notice you kicking the door down, when you look at the griffon still in your arms you see how she holds onto your body for dear life...

Wow, you must have more fur than you thought if you can't feel her claws.

When she notices you eying her she blushes hard and goes back to a more neutral look... At least until she sees Gabby still busy with the hair drier, something that makes her open her eyes wide.

"Let me down!" she flails her body around, but since you had a good hold she was unable to free herself.

You roll your eyes even harder and proceeded to move to the shower.

Since this bathroom is not the main one it is rather small... compared to the bigger one, that is, the room is about 20 square meters or 220 square feet, thankfully you are sane enough to use The metric system since YOU DON'T HAVE FEET ANY LONGER YOU CAN'T EXACTLY CALCULATE THINGS WITH THAT ANYMORE

It has a bathtub that can easily hold two people of your size and a shower which is a little bigger than that, why? simple, you like to lay in the shower and look at the ceiling while the water hits you.

Well, you actually did that two times, you did manage to actually make plumbing work just about two weeks ago after all.

And why do you like to do that? Well you like the sensation of rain while going down a spiral of depression over the fact that you will never go back to your world or have any human contact.

Whatever, you are losing the point.

There is also a toilet and a sink with a mirror in it, and of course, all of them at your high, because fuck the fucking midgets that are the most species.

As you open the door to the shower you calmly sit Gilda, just in time for the hair drier to stop, "Anon! what is this!? it makes my voice sound super funny!"

Before you respond, Gilda clears her throat, "It's a 'hot front' if I'm right, It's either that or one of those fancy magical body driers that the ponies use."

You wait a moment before you turn on the water, you guess it is too good to hope that you actually invented something new, thought if she called fancy maybe it was not that normal... maybe you can earn some money selling this installation, since as far as you know most griffins have to export magic objects from the ponies.

You shake your head and put your hand over the head of the shower turning on the hot water and some of the cold one, while regulating it you hear Gabby.

"Fancy?" You could almost swear you heard gears turning in her head, then you hear a gasp, "FANCY!?"

You frown while you are about to hit the right temperature, looking at Gabby you become confused, for some reason her eyes are wide open, then she starts to look around in obvious panic, you raise an eyebrow as you look at Gilda hoping she may clear your doubts.

She was looking at Gabby with obvious confusion on her face, "What? something wrong with-" she then shuts up, and her eyes opened wide...

Is that water? No, you are pretty sure you are getting the full force of the shower, so it has to be sweat... she... she's sweating? and for some reason, she is also looking at your bathtub, the general room actually.

You frown a little, after you arrive at the perfect temperature you let the water hit Gilda, which only made her jump and squawk in surprise while looking even more panicked.

"Ok, girls? what's going on?"

You are wet -not in a sexy way- and incredibly panicked, so you must be Gilda.

And you may have fucked up.

Because the best scenario is you fucked a free noble cock, which means that you will probably become his toy after he pulls a few strings...

-You HATE how you don't totally dislike the idea-

The worst scenario possible would be that you may have fucked the toy cock of a noble griffin, and you will get executed if she finds out.

Was it worth it?

...

Yes.

But not dying would also be pretty good.

"Ok, girls? what's going on?" You snap back to reality and turn your head to him, only to see Anon frowning at you... you gulped.

Ever since you met him he didn't appear to lie to you, so you hope he doesn't start now, "A-Anon..."

He raises an eyebrow while he takes a bottle, "Yeah?"

Ok, you should probably start with the worse possible thing, "Are you... in a flock with a noble?"

As he takes some of the contents of the crystal bottle he suddenly squeezes it at the sudden question, cracking the thing a little, stopping he puts the bottle down and gives you an inquisitive look.

"What?"

You would like to say that you managed to keep your cool during this, but you were sure you were sweating like a pig right about now, thankfully the water hid everything, saving your pride.

Since you didn't have anything to add you keep looking at him waiting for a response while he rub his hands together to prepare whatever was in the bottle.

He then looks at Gabby, which even in her mass of fluff still managed to sweat bullets.

Well, he looks confused, that is probably a good sign.

The sudden groan of exasperation catches you by surprise, but his words manage to distract you enough not to realize he's getting closer.

"Gilda, I swear to god that if this is a sort of catch line to ask me if I'm single then I will be extremely annoyed."

"W-what, it is- yelp!" The sudden contact with your sore posterior made you let out a little moan of pain, but as fast as it came it was gone, replaced by a groan of satisfaction.

You don't know what the hell he is applying in your ass, but it is refreshing, and most importantly, it makes the pain slowly fade away.

You shook your head hard, you had to get a real answer, "J-just respond t-to the dam q-question you fucking dweeb!"

You really hope that Gabby didn't notice the cracks in your voice or how you were stuttering, thankfully he responds as quickly as you make the question, "No, I'm in fact, not dating anyone."

That was a ton out of your shoulders, thanks to the sudden relief your buttcheeks relax even more, making you let out a moan even bigger than before.

Quickly you cover up your beak and look at gabby, the griffoness in question simply sighed in relief while looking intensely at your ass... and there goes her wing boner.

You would have a personal talk with her later, if she goes around saying what Anon was doing to you, your reputation would probably fall to the ground.

As you get your bearings together, you speak again, "A-are you a noble?"

Anon gives you one of the biggest eye roll you have ever seen, "Of course n-..." he then shuts up for a moment and stops massaging your ass, "Well, I guess technically I'm a noble."

FUCK (YES).

"But I don't exactly go around doing noble things, I don't really feel like one even though my house is pretty big and I have lands to my name, I just made it like that because it keeps me busy working on it so my mind doesn't fuck my head with negative thoughts."

YES (GODDAMIT)

You relax just a little as he starts to massage your ass again, you let out a shudder of excitement as your tail hiked, if your ass is fixed and he keeps going like this you'll probably jump his bones.

You are a slightly jealous mass of fluff, so you must be Gabby.

Anon just confirmed that you will not be castrated, so that's good, very good.

He also maybe confirmed that he will not make you his concubine, which was good and bad.

Good because you enjoy being a mailchick.

Bad because he was possibly the best catch you could ask for.

"So you won't make us your concubines?" Poly feathers, you said that aloud... and there was disappointment in your voice.

BAD GABBY BAD

Anon stops rubbing Gilda, which gave you a glare that really is not helping your self-loathing.

You give her a sheepish smile while you shrug.

When Anon sees you you tried to give him your best confident smirk, "Why... Why would you think that?"

YEA WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT YOU IDIOT, YOU ARE NOT THAT WORTH IT, EVERY GRIFFIN THINKS YOU ARE TOO-

You are startled when you see Anon in front of you, his fur wet and flat thanks to the water, right now he seems a lot smaller -He was still a giant-, he had a frown, but you didn't feel like it was directed at you.

"No, really, explain it to me, I'm new in this place, I don't know a lot of things."

You blink, then remember the fact that his house was in fact not here for too long.

About a month and a half to be precise.

You still don't know how the griffin workers made it that fast thought, it is a pretty big house after all, practically a mansion.

You once more see his eyes filled with concern.

Concern for you two and your mental health.

Your heart flutters a little.

You also remember how special last night was.

Mother told you that the first time would hurt as hell and the cock would not even care how you felt.

She was wrong.

Also, you may be thinking too much about last night, because your nethers are starting to get a little heated, which only gets worse when you look at his dick and balls -WITH NO BALL BRA- hanging in plain sight thanks to the water.

JUST LIKE IN THE RIVER.

You shake your head, your face feeling warm probably because it's red like a tomato, if he notices it he doesn't acknowledge the fact you ogle his dick for a moment, "Well..."

Author's Note

I will probably prof read it again in a day, but here.

6: Basic physics and the idol

You just got the biggest load of shock culture that you didn't ask for so you must be Anon, right now you are looking at the ceiling for what almost felt like two years.

Apparently, nobles in the griffon lands had the tendency to make their own "Harem", which is fine having in mind Human history... But the problem is the gender ratio is not normal.

In other words, the female griffons hoard the "male" griffons, meaning that the "lower" ones had to fight each other to get even a chance to get laid.

Even worse if they wanted to get a "cock" for themselves to marry, which made them from "flocks" around them so they could actually have a husband and protect them.

In some parts, they even fight for them, and the stronger Hen would keep the male griffin.

...A flock that was normally about 5-10griffons at best, thanks to the hoarding of the nobles.

... As far as you knew the "herds" of the ponies were about 2 to 4 ponies per herd.

You let out another groan, of course, the griffon lands had to have another downside a part of the ones you already knew.

"Anon? Are you okay?" Gabby, bless her heart, hasn't touched the food you made for her ever since she broke the news to you, probably too worried to feel hunger, Gilda on the other hand was still eating but with a worried look.

"Yes, I'm fine, I just didn't know what I was singing up to once I buy this much land in this place..."

Gilda look up and started to speak still with food in her beak, "Well, not to be a vuss killer, but the griffon lands have not ever been the same after the Idol was lost."

You raise a eyebrow and looked at her "Idol?"

She put more food into her beak... and started to speak without first swallowing it... Again, "the golden Idol of Boreas, long story short, it was the pride and honor of all griffins before it was stolen and fell into the Abysmal Abyss."

You raise your eyebrow even more, "Are you telling me that the one lost of one golden Idol provoke a snowball effect that cause the griffon nobles to start hoarding males/female for themselves?"

Gabby put her piece of mind into it, "Yeah, I don't know Gilda, that doesn't sound right."

Gilda just shrugs, "That is what Grampa Gruff told me."

You just roll your eyes, "If that were true, then why no griffin have tried to get it back?"

Gilda finally speaks with her beak empty, "Because there is a constant powerful wind which makes any griffin unable to fly to get a chance to get it!"

You blink, confused, "And why not use climbing gear?"

This time Gilda and Gabby are the confused ones, "Climbing gear?"

You were baffled, how they didn't know about climbing gear? before you had time to ask more questions you saw something... which made things a little obvious in hindsight, "oh, right, you have wings, I guess it makes sense to not give any climbing gear when you can fly everywhere"

Gilda and Gabby looked to each other, then Gilda spoke, "Well, anyways, the point is that were worried about all that for that reason."

You did a dismissive movement of your hand, "Nothing to worry about, I'm not a born noble and I don't plan to act like one any time soon."

Before you spoke again, Gabby beat it to the punch, "Well, Anon, as much I would like to hang with ya more, I have some letters to deliver."

When you looked at her face she truly looked like meant every word meanwhile she looked to the sun, and you smile at her "You are welcome to come to visit anytime you want."

Gabby suddenly stood up at your higher-than-normal table with a big gasp "R-really!?"

you got almost a heart attack but you nodded "Yeah?"

And in a blur of motion, gabby was gone "Kay, Bye! see ya later!"

And then she was gone... You look confused at Gilda, which was looking in the direction where Gabby went... you are not quite good in body language, but you are pretty sure she looks jealous... for good measure, you spoke to her "You too Gilda."

Gilda suddenly cough looking surprised, but as fast it came, she played it cool, "Sure thing, Don't expect me to take you up with that offer thought." As cool as she could, she proceeded to stand up... and proceeded to lymph in the same direction that Gabby went...

And there they went... It was nice to have company... and also fuck them, that was good too.

Before you stood up and company Gilda to your doorstep, you ponder the information that Gilda gave you... maybe you could do some climbing gear and check that... abyssal thing.

Worst-case scenario you wouldn't find anything... right?

You are cursing your past you, so you must be Anon.

Apparently the "Abysmal Abyss" was more like "Abysmal Ravine", because this literally was just a fucking crack in the middle of the ground, A crack so big You were unable to see the end of it.

You would test how deep it is by throwing a rock, but by how strong the winds were you would expect it to never actually hit the ground... that or the sound would never get back to you.

You proceeded to scratch your head as you look down and then at your climbing gear.

You take a deep sigh and proceeded to plant a stake where to tie up your rope, after all, Momy Anon didn't raise any quitters.

After tying up to your body you took all the climbing gear you had and proceeded to go down, if you were correct, right here should be the ruins of the destroyed bridge.

Oh wow, climbing is easier than you thought, you didn't even need to use the stakes to reaffirm yourself... What is that sound?

When you look up you see a big boulder fell straight into your direction.

"OH SHIT OH FUCK OH SHIT"

Using a technique that You didn't know where it came from, you proceeded to get out of the way at an insane speed.

You thank your lucky star as the boulder passes right to your side.

You insert your right pick into the stone and proceeded to use your free hand to clean your sweat.

"Holy fuck that was clo-"

You were shut up when another boulder hits you straight into your face, and thanks to your theatrics, you only had one hand with the chance to save you.

... the wall gave up and you started to fall.

"HOLY FUCK YOU MOTHER FUCKER."

As your life depended on it (because it did), you grabbed the rope with all your might expecting to get sudden whiplash when it stopped your fall...

Expect It didn't.

Almost in a catatonic state, you manage to see up... there you see your rope... with a very clean cut.

Time seems to slow down too as you fall slowly, and a memory comes to your mind... the moment you find that piece of king vain in your room.

The time something suddenly exploded in your face...

In hindsight, you maybe should have guessed someone wanted you dead.

But In your defense, you could be pretty dense.

You could only say one thing as you fell to your doom.

"FOR FUCKS SAKE, FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU-"

...

You are Adeldunga AND HOLY FUCK YOU DID IT.

The stupid cock literally put himself on a precipice, and of course, you took the chance to kill him.

You cut the rope and threw some giant boulders!

If the rock didn't kill him the fall sure would do the trick!

And even if that fails, he would probably die of hunger once he is in the bottom of the abysmal abyss.

With almost a manic smile you look down to see your objective fall to his doom.

And sure thing, he is failing while he curses his luck.

YES YES YES.

Then you se something weird... is that something made of gold.

The cock probably noticed it too because when he looks down he looks directly at it.

Then his horns light up and it shoots straight up to him... you would panic if you didn't lose sight of him into the darkness of the pit.

Well, that is a nice work day... wait, did he just use magic? ... you really hope he doesn't know how to teleport.

You Are Anon and holy fuck, is that the fucking idol?

Using your magic you reach up to it and shoot it straight to you.

As you have close by, you see indeed it looks like the representation in the history books.

Neat, now you can say in hell that you took a precious heirloom to your doom.

... That was when your two brain cells did a synopsis.

You are Adel and you still looking to the void.

The idea that he maybe teleport out of there is still hunting you... you should probably get out of here as soon as possible.

When you were about to do just that, you see a red glow in the darkness.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

You expect him to actually teleport out of there, but instead, the red dot started to grow... and grow... and grow.

And thanks to your excellent vision you manage to see how a slab of stone was under his feet with the same red glow of his horns.

FUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.

You started to curse under your breath as you started to get away from here.

Fucking of course the fucking cock knew a flying spell.

You are Anon and projecting the soul of a gamer you used one of the most known bugs of History.

Grabbing an object and making it go towards you to make you fly.

And you can't fucking believe how easy it is, you expected that you also had to constantly jump or something, but pushing it towards you did the trick pretty easy.

Well, that is a nice to know.

As you get out of there you see to the object in your right hand...

What the hell will you do with this?

Author's Note

SURPISE, I'm not dead, I just been very busy... and also got a cringe blast from the unpublish chap of my other history, sorry for the delay.

A chap little short than the others, but is to let you all know I will probably get back to writing... occasionally, because I also have another job where I also write and draw for it.

PD: I still have to review the chap, so sorry if the English is even more fuck up than before

7: SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER

You started to scream as your body was thrown over your own ceiling, and maybe if you weren't getting flung from side to side, you would have noticed that you temporally had become a ceiling fan.

Literally? No, but having in mind how fast you were spinning you might as well be the most efficient ceiling fan in history.

You hear a distorted voice of Gabby screaming "WHAT SHOULD WE DO?"

Then you hear a Gilda "GRAB HIS LEGS."

And sure thing, you felt how they grab them, and thanks good you started to spin more slowly (which was good, because you were about to puke your dinner.)

Gabby manages to scream while spinning with you "Anon! Are you okay?!"

"N-" You had to put a hand over your mouth to stop yourself from puking, "Not really."

Gabby started to look around, probably trying to think of something, "Gilda, what now!?"

When you manage to look at Gilda you saw her become more green than you probably were "I DON'T KNOW FETHER BRAIN, Is your turn to think of something!"

But before Gabby could answer you started to spin faster than your brain could process, making the room become a blur.

And just like that, Gabby and Gilda with a scream were thrown to different places in the room you were on.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK."

Like someone had grabbed you a physic gun you suddenly slammed against the wall and stop for a moment.

"Did... did it end?" gabby and Gilda had spinning eyes for a moment (What the fuck?), but once they manage to recover themself they look at you with an inkling of hope.

...That was until the wall of your home cracked.

All of you speak at the same time "Fuck."

You would probably be surprised to hear Gabby curse, but you were too busy getting past your home wall and into the exterior.

Gilda and Gabby looked at each other and then jump at the Anon-size hole you made.

What?

Oh, you want to know how you get to this situation? Well, buckle up because it really doesn't make that much sense.

It all began on a nice morning in griffon stone.

You scream when you see a pony rush up to you with a broom.

"GET OUT OF HERE, YOU UGLY UGLY COLORED MONSTER, WHO TOLD YOU BLACK WAS IN STYLE???."

Then they proceeded to hit you with the broom multiple times while you tried your best to do just, that, but the crazy stallion was following you for some reason.

Ups, that is too far back, let me readjust a little

You proceeded to suplex Princes Ember because HOW FUCKING DARE HER TO DESTROY YOUR FUCKING TV WITH HER FUCKING DRAGON FIRE.

And that is too fucking forward.

Give me a sec.

Gilda proceeded to tackle you in the sky, which didn't stop you one bit from flying just like a fucking bee in an 8 pattern in the sky.

Of course, you were letting a manly scream while you felt you were flying to the speed of sound.

And that is just where we left off...

You were looking to the stars, not because you wanted, but because you Didn't have much to do in space more than that.

You almost expected to see a robot screaming SPACEEEEE for some reason.

nope

With all the force of a toddler Twilight sparkle proceeded to punch you with her hooves "TAKE IT BACK."

You groan as you put your hand in her horn and made her take a step or two, enough distance that she was unable to keep hitting you, "Everyone that knows something about history knows that Star Swirl the Bearded was a hecking moron" (funny enough you didn't know much, you only read one book)

You see Fluttershy gaps "ANON!?"

You groan once more, "OH COME ON, THAT CAN HARDLY COUNT LIKE A SWEAR WORD!"

Nope again

You proceeded to give spike a Glock, "Here you go little guy, go nuts!"

Spike looked at the metallic object you gave him "uhhhh, thanks?"

OH COME ON, you know what, you will see in the next episode, I think this is enough spoilers.

8: The Idol, Part 1/2

You have a precious heirloom and you don't know what to do with it, so you must be Anon

You were surprised to see that the capital of the griffon country was actually in a worse state than the city you had close to your house, in fact, you were pretty sure that 30% of the place was in ruin.

Right now you were looking at some books to see if the idol had some power that would make your time getting it worth it... Besides the fact that the griffon country was actually ruled by kings, you didn't find anything in the ruins of the library.

You would say that it was actually a worthless piece of gold if you didn't feel raw magic coming from it.

You took a deep sigh as you looked at it once more... and accepted the fate of having to use your powers to find what it actually does.

So you think hard, "I want to know more about this", and of course, it worked like a charm.

Oh... that is actually interesting.

Apparently, this thing converts adoration and love into prosperity and unity, and not only the one directed to the idol, but once it was placed in a magic circle, it also does it to the love and devotion they felt to the ruler.

It made sense that the kingdom was ruled by a king, since there would be more simps thanks to that.

...oh, and actually this thing was running out of juice, which was making the once prosperous kingdom into the dump it was becoming now since it they had become dependent of this to make work the country , and once the griffon lost it, they pay the price for depend on magic.

Crazy how magic can fuck things up if it was making something artificially.

You started to hum, at this rate, the country would fall if you didn't do something to fix it... and right about now, you could see a magic circle that would recharge the battery of this thing.

Well, it was worth trying to do so, but you would do it at home.

So putting it into your bag, you proceeded to walk over to the slab of rock you used proceeded to cast your magic to fly.

What? Why would you walk when you could fly now, it was certainly more stylish than the other option.

You were about to fly to your home when you saw a familiar griffon, blinking in surprise, you proceeded to float in that direction.

Finally arriving, you saw Gilda moving a cart that looked like a furnace.

"Hey, Gilda!"

Gilda snapped her head in your direction, clearly surprised to see you, "Anon? What are you doing here!?"

You were about to answer truthfully when you remembered the simple fact that someone just tried to kill you.

So you said a half lie, "Oh, I had business on here when I saw that cute ass of yours."

Gilda recovering her wits just rolled her eyes, "It is not cute, it is sexy! I will let you know that my ass is probably in more form than yours!"

You chuckle at that, and then you see the furnace is on, "so what are you making?"

Gilda look where are you looking, "Oh, I'm making scones, a typical griffon snack, want one?"

Judging by the fact that she wasn't doing it in her home and the cart more looked like an errant shop, you guess that she was selling them "Sure, how much?" She looked surprised that you offered to pay.

"One bit."

You took the money and paid her, and without delay, she gave you one... awful looking thing, and since you didn't to be rude, you ate it right away... it tasted worse than it looked.

"So dweeb, how does it taste?"

You were about to hold back when you remembered to who you were talking too, "Awful, did you even use baking powder?"

Gilda of course didn't even flinch at your frankness, "Baking what?"

You once more looked confused when she didn't know something so basic, but then caught a glimpse of the middle-aged buildings and remained silent for a moment, "Right, give me a moment." Taking out a pen you proceeded to write something on a piece of paper, to be precise, the formula to do the best baking powder that your brain let you know was possible, "Here you go, just add a little of it to your stuff and that should do the trick."

Gilda raised an eyebrow, "thanks?"

You proceeded to get up your slab of rock and smile at her, "You are welcome!" You were about to fly off to let her at her work, but then you remembered the idol you had in your bag, "oh if you can pass by my house later, I have something neat to show you."

Gilda just snorts at that, a cheeky smile coming to her face, "What, you already missed me you dweeb?"

You just roll your eyes, you would have said no, but to tell the truth, you did start to miss them, probably because you have been alone most of the time working in your home.

But you really didn't want to inflate her ego, so going to the slab of stone you do something that would probably be pretty funny, "If you come by I might fuck you again."

Gilda squeaked in surprise, clearly not expecting that line, but before she could ask any other question you fly away.

You are Gilda, and you have half a mind to follow that colt.

The other one was thinking how in the hay was he flying like that, when you were about to open your wings to try to keep up, you smelled the burn confection that you made...

Right, you needed to actually make a living.

That or you could just ask Anon for money, but your pride won't let you do that.

Giving a deep sigh you proceeded to eat one scone. Anon was right, compared to the stuff the ponies made, this was trash... in the claw, you still had that piece of paper that Anon gave you. While chewing you look at it expecting some fancy ingredient, only to notice it was actually pretty easy to do.

you look at your confection again and then the paper... It was worth a shot.

HOLY HECK, YOU WON'T EVER FOREVER DOUBT THE STEREOTYPE THAT ALL COLTS KNOW HOW TO COOK.

To make it even more sweat, once you change the formula, all the surrounding griffons wanted one scone of yours, and of course, you charged every single one of them.

At this rate, you will get out of stock in record time and you will be able to hang out with Anon

You live in the griffon lands and you actually love your job, so you must be Gabby.

And even though you do love your job, you still decided to make a bold move, which was to ask for your long overdue vacation, since you never had the heart to ask for it, and you must admit, you almost didn't get it.

Why? Because your boss tried her hardest to convince you against it, but thanks to having the price of hanging out with Anon, you manage to convince your boss to give them to you... Even though you had to pay her some bits, that was a low price for LOVE!

Well, maybe not love, but friendship, which was still pretty good.

You are still giddy to think of visiting Anon.

And once you arrive you then only notice one small problem... that that the house of Anon is huge and you aren't sure where he is.

Well, Mom always told you that you had incredibly good lungs because of how much of a crybaby you were!

~~(Auch)~~

But here was your chance to use them to their fullest, so without any delays, you took a deep breath and screamed to the tops of your lungs, "ANON!!!!!!!!! I COME TO VISIT!"

When you just finished those words, an explosion could be heard in the distance, Confused, you walked a little only to find a little building with the doors blown open and black smoke coming from it, and right to the entrance to that building was Anon, with little trepidation you walked closer and look directly down to his face.

Anon opened one eye and looked at you, "Hi Gabby, can you do me a favor and remind me to make my workplace soundproof?"

You were smart enough to connect the dots, so giving an awkward smile and laugh, you proceeded to make him sit up with little effort, "Sure thing Anon! hope I didn't interrupt anything, hehehe...." Here you expected all the good grace that Anon showed you to come down to being kicked out of here and wasting the left of vacation alone, but he just smiled and stood up.

"Nothing too serious, Thankfully I just started making the magic circle and I still have enough gems to spare."

You twisted your head, "magic circle?"

He just went inside the still-smoking building, even more, confused you asked yourself if you should follow, that was until the smoke started to exit the building with a strong current of air that made you covered in soot.

As fast as it came, the current was out and there standing was Anon with a ridiculously big fan, "First of all, yes, magic circle, a circle meant to be a conduit for magic, second of all, you are lucky this isn't one of my first explosions.

With quick shakes of your body, all the soot was gone and you smiled at him, "Ohhhh, like unicorn magic!?"

He just snorted, you are not sure why, but before you could ask, he spoke, "Yes, something like that, Come, I have something to show you"

Without thinking twice, you did what he asked.

As you entered his workplace, you saw all kinds of instruments and stuff you weren't half sure what it was, and to be honest, you didn't care much.

Because when you got closer you saw an Idol.

An Idol of pure gold and with a red gem in the center.

You gasp, "Is that-!?"

Anon nodded, "Yes, it is the idol of boreas, neat, I'm right?"

Weird, you could swear you saw it shine a little when you let out a small squee of excitement.

You are Anon, and did this griffon you squee? no really, she just sounded like a rubber toy, but before you could ask, she spoke, "OMG, Are you going to be king?"

You snorted, "Fuck no." for some reason, you felt a bad presentment when you utter those words, kinda like the world was about to hit you in the balls, "I will just give it some juice so the country I'm living in doesn't fall to ruin."

Gabby looked confused, "And how you will do that?"

You did jazz hands and said something you wanted to say long ago, "Magic! I don't have to explain shit!" you felt like your level of wizardry increased just by saying that.

Gabby looked like she was about to say something when your head suddenly snapped in a direction and you felt a ping in your brain.

It still felt weird to put an alarm with magic, but ever since you came back, the first thing you did was to put many alarms in your place, mostly at ground level.

Why? Because catbirds had wings and not using them to get to your place meant they feared getting spotted when they were flying.

Running to the place where you were assembling weapons, you ignored the unfinished Glock and picked out the musket.

In the beginning, you made it because you wanted to own a musket for home defense (like the founding fathers intended), but never actually expected to use it since you only do it for the meme.

But now you would use it to blow a hole through a catfuck for entering your property.

You swear Gabby said something but you were too busy jumping to your slab of rock and using your magic to fly, who needed a tower to see the surroundings when you literally could fly?

As you took some height, you looked in the direction where you felt the ping.

Normally you would expect to waste some time trying to spot the intruder if it weren't for the fact you could see a black figure with a torch trying to burn one of your trees.

"MOTHER FUCKER, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY PROPERTY "

You are trying to start a forest fire in the griffon lands so you must be Aderyn.

And a big remark in the part trying, because even when you use lantern oil to prepare the fire, FOR SOME REASON IT DOESN'T WANT TO FUCKING LIGHT UP.

"COME ON YOU FUCKING BASTARD."

Every time you saw the fire start in the very flammable oil, you expect it to start burning like crazy, but fucking of course, for some fucking reason it extinguish instantly.

Before you could think more about why the fuck it didn't work, you hear the sound of thunder, in half a second you wonder what in the hell made that sound, in the other second your heart jumped to your throat as the tree you were trying to burn exploded in splinters when something at an insane speed shoots pass it.

You aren't ashamed to say you screamed like a cock when that happened, and by pure instinct, you started to run.

And there goes your plan to try to burn the objective down.

You are a goat man with a firearm so you must Anon.

AND MOTHER FUCKER, you forgot something really important, that there is something called wind and that could affect your shot.

By instinct, you clear the barrel and try to shoot again...

When you remember something really important, muskets only had one bulled before they had to be reloaded with a paper cartridge...

Well, that happens for being an idiot and trying to shit post in real life.

For a moment you thought about trying to pursue it, but you already lost sight of them and you didn't feel like going to a wild goose chase.

And only to kill your murderer mood you saw Gilda approaching a top speed.

"WHAT WAS THAT, ARE YOU OK?! WHAT HAPPEN?!"

You looked at her and looked at your gun, "Well-"

Author's Note

been busy making sprites and drawing for the game I'm making, so I been written from time to time this part, hope you all enjoy! (I still have to read it myself again to fix the typos, sorry!)

9: The Idol, part 2/2

Gilda's eyes were open wide looking at the idol, and for a moment you believed that you had broken her, because her beak was open many times, trying to formulate words but failing every time.

You of course didn't want to waste any time and kept working in the magic circle, which was finished very quick once Gabby stopped talking once you got to the part where somegriffon tried to kill you.

Talking about Gabby, you might also broken her, because you could swear you saw anger a few times in her face.

Once you finished the circle and were about to say something, suddenly Gilda grabbed you by the neck and started to shake you around, "YOU HAVE TO RETURN THE IDOL"

Damm, she was strong.

Your response came distorted as all the shakes you were experiencing, "I WILL DO IT LATER."

Gilda stopped shaking you and looked at you like you were the dumbest person in existence, "Anon, you don't understand, the accident law said that the griffon that found the Idol must return it personally to their resting place, where the pride and unity of all griffon would be restored once a new king would be selected."

Gabby was snapped out of her trance to look at Gilda with a surprised face, You also raised an eyebrow surprised.

But before you could ask how she knew that, she just looked at your two faces and rolled her eyes, "You would also know that if you had an old griffon tell you the story of the idol every chance they get."

You blinked, and then proceeded to small a little once you saw the loophole and raised a hand to call her attention, "I-"

Gilda narrows her eyes to slits, "And no, even if you are not a griffon it still counts."

You shut your trap and let your hand fall, It hasn't passed even two days and Gilda already knew how much of a smart ass you liked to act like.

After a few seconds, you raised your hand again, "Was there a time limit."

Gilda raised an eyebrow, "as soon as possible as long it didn't harm the quest to take it back."

"What about If I was going to give it some of its power back?" Gilda raised her eyebrow even more, "You know, the idol has been lost for so long that its magic started to dim and flicker, causing the griffon lands to become what it is now, so if I don't give it some if it's magic, it may cause irreparable damage to the idol." Okay, you may be lied on that last part, but to be fair, you knew how long it would normally take to charge its energy back up, and the answer was too fucking long.

You really wanted to fix this place, Hey, maybe they will stop trying to kill you if cause another economic boom!

Gilda mulled over the idea, moving her beak as she was biting into something. Then took a big sight, dropping you of her hold and letting you fall ass first into the ground. You let out a small grunt more of surprise than pain, since you actually didn't feel any. "Fine, but be quick about it."

You took a big sigh of relief, "Thank you, Believe me, I don't want to go to jail again!"

Gabby squawked at that, "Again?!"

Ignoring her you took the position and lit up your horns, thankfully The ordeal wasn't that hard, you only had to cast magic into it, so ever so slowly you increased the intensity of your horn as you gave the magic circle your magic.

The info you get said that an alicorn would get out of magic in about 40 seconds, getting tired once they were reaching their limit, so you guess it would be a nice place to stop once you felt a little bit tired... hmm, now you think about it, ever since you woke up in this body you never felt tired again, hence the fact that you didn't even need to sleep to keep your strength which was weird enough.

You shrug while you were casting, After all, alicorns were gods in this place, and what are the odds that you were stronger than a god? right?

What is the worst that could happen?

You felt another shiver up your spine, like your instincts told you how much you fuck up for even saying those words, even if they were in your head.

How long again were you charging up this thing? probably not long having mind you didn't felt any diferen t.

that was until you saw the object vibrate.

You raised an eyebrow confused.

You are Gilda, and already 3 minutes have passed, is true you didn't know shit about magic, but this was starting to get boring.

That was until you saw the idol start to vibrate... then it started to crack.

WHAT THE BUCK.

You jump to Anon hoping to tackle him to the ground before he fuck up even more.

That was until you saw every part of the gold shatter and start to float around the gem.

"FUCK"

You would have said Buck but the feeling was probably the same.

You tackled him but he didn't move an inch.

You are Anon AND HOLY FUCK WHAT DID YOU DO?!

You stop giving it energy when the fragments suddenly stop doing circles around the gem, and then the gem all suddenly shoots straight to your crotch.

Bullseye.

You are Gabby, and the scream you let out would probably would be classified as a weapon of mass destruction.

You are Gilda, and you can't help but to let out a grimace once you saw that, even if you didn't have the "jewels", you still felt the pain.

Every male griffin close to the area suddenly felt the need to protect their crotch for some reason, all of them looking in the same direction.

suddenly all the baby griffons started to cry, sharing the world's pain.

you fell to the ground, graving your dick with a tear coming from your eye, this was the most pain you felt in your life, and it made you wonder why the fuck it aim at your dick... then you remember that all these griffons fuckers where always at your crotch area... it probably was mean to aim for their head.

Then you open your eyes wide when you felt something enter through your penis.

WHAT

THE

FUCK

it was probably aiming to an entrance, probably a mouth, you instead it hit another entrance.

you let out a squeak, more tears coming from your eyes, and before you could process what was going on, you suddenly started to float, your ass getting in the air, your eyes went wide to see your crotch, only to see it be shining with a golden light, "w-what?"

And just like that you went like a bullet directly from one window to another and entered your main home.

You just saw probably one of the most horrible tortures and a goat fly away with glowing balls, so you must be Gilda or Gabby, and having in mind you manage to get your sheet together at record speed, you are probably Gilda.

In an instant, your wings open wide and you shoot yourself straight in the direction where Anon went, You thank the maker that for some reason the corridors of this place are big enough to use your wings inside, and using every bit of speed you could get you to trail the scream of horror that Anon was making.

Scream that becomes a shriek for a moment and then disappears totally, but destiny was nice once in your lifetime because you saw where Anon was.

That was in a hole in the ground in the middle of a room, You raised an eyebrow when you looked into the hole only to see Anon in a ball, his eyes wide open but for some reason, it reminded you of the same eyes of a dead fish, "Anon? are you alright?"

Anon whimpered and clenched his eyes, tears coming from them, "My money hole... why?"

You raise an eyebrow, what in the hell is a money hole?

You just had all your material goods go straight through EVERY hole in your body, so you must be Anonymous.

right now you are in shock, not because it hurt, but because it was the most traumatic experience you could imagine.

you are so much in shock that you don't even notice when you start to float again, this time your whole body flying instead of just your butt.

"Dweeb!?"

that snap you out of your trance to see a worried Gilda looking at you, at the very plain-looking room you made specifically for your money hole, "uh?"

Gilda gesticulates around while she speaks, "Can't you like, use magic to fly again and control yourself"

Uh... that is f-

HOLY FUCK.

This time you went flying faster than before, and not to be left behind, you screamed harder than before.

You saw Gabby flying in your direction and slam into her, You hold to her for dear life and she does the same, now Both of your screams combine You look in the direction you are going, and then you suddenly stop dead center of a room...

Huh?

You felt the breath of Gabby in your ear as she spoke, "... is it over?"

...and then once more you started to fling around the room as if you were a rubber ball, Gabby lost grip of you and fell to the ground.

Gilda enters the room as you scream as your body is thrown over your own ceiling, and maybe if you weren't getting flung from side to side, you would have noticed that you temporally had become a ceiling fan.
Literally? No, but having in mind how fast you were spinning you might as well be the most efficient ceiling fan in history.

You hear a distorted voice of Gabby screaming "WHAT SHOULD WE DO?"
Then you hear a Gilda "GRAB HIS LEGS."

And sure thing, you felt how they grab them, and thanks good you started to spin more slowly (which was good, because you were about to puke your dinner.)

Gabby manages to scream while spinning with you "Anon! Are you okay?!"
"N-" You had to put a hand over your mouth to stop yourself from puking, "Not really."

Gabby started to look around, probably trying to think of something, "Gilda, what now!?"

When you manage to look at Gilda you see her become more green than you probably were "I DON'T KNOW FETHER BRAIN, Is your turn to think of something!"

But before Gabby could answer you started to spin faster than your brain could process, making the room become a blur.
And just like that, Gabby and Gilda with a scream were thrown to different places in the room you were on.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK."

Like someone had grabbed you a physic gun you suddenly slammed against the wall and stop for a moment.

"Did... did it end?" gabby and Gilda had spinning eyes for a moment (What the fuck?), but once they manage to recover themselves they look at you with an inkling of hope.

...That was until the wall of your home cracked.

All of you speak at the same time "Fuck."

You would probably be surprised to hear Gabby curse, but you were too busy getting past your home wall and into the exterior.

Gilda and Gabby looked at each other and then jumped at the Anon-size hole you made.

You felt you started to fly in random directions, almost feeling the need to leave a trail of puke, but you managed to resist.

Gilda proceeded to tackle you in the sky, which didn't stop you one bit from flying just like a fucking bee in an 8 pattern in the sky.

Of course, you were letting a manly scream while you felt you were flying to the speed of sound.

then in a "shocking" change of event, you went straight up, feeling like something was moving around your chest, and then it happened.

You puke.

Except it didn't come in the way you expect it, since it was in a golden ball of gold that shot up to the sky.

you blink when you notice you started to slow, and then you look at Gilda who was still holding to you.

She seemed relieved that it finally ended, that was until you two started to fly, and before you could react, Gilda opened her wings and you two started to glide.

"T-thanks G-" Before you could finish, you heard fireworks as the sky lit up in a beautiful array of colors, and in a wave of golden light, you saw it travel to insane speed all through the place...

Is your idea or does it look greener? and sure thing, in the distance you saw griffon stone being hit by the wave of golden sparks, and slowly the dead-looking tree looked like was starting to grow.

also, all the yellowish grass and stuff becomes a beautiful shade of green.

When you see Gilda you are surprised she is still looking up, Confused, you do the same, when you see that, your eyes become pinpricks.

There, was the image of you sitting on a throne with 7 bells hanging from your neck, with a crown obviously made for a king.

and after that, the image compacted itself, becoming a shining star... which suddenly shot straight to the ruins of the old castle where the Idol should be.

You had a bad feeling about this, but before you could think too much about it a golden ball shot straight to your chest out of nowhere and made fall unconscious.

Author's Note

Once again, I still don't re-read the episode to know all the grammar errors, but I will get back to it by putting it in a text to speech while I draw , so I should fix it before the next episode is out.

10: To be king part 1/? "a old goat"

You wake up in a void full of stars and bluish colors, and you are not twilight sparkle about to become an alicorn, so you must be Anon.

Confused, you stand up, unsure of your location, and of course you had to say the obvious, "Where I am?"

"oh OH! I know, ask me, ask me!"

You let out a manly cry as you look at your back and see an albino goat, his red eyes looking at you with pure happiness on them, like someone seeing their best friend.

His light gray mane bobbed up and down thanks to his constant jumps, a smile plaster in his mouth, while it had a hoof pointing up, asking for permission to speak.

Confused, you point it to him, "Yes?"

It stopped jumping and sat on its rear, clopping both hoofs together while it closed both eyes, "YAY! I love explaining things!", The goat stopped and cleared his voice, "This place has many names, it depends on what species you ask it, but I like to call it "The ascension dimension", this place is used by creatures which are about to get a upgrade thanks to their "harmonious" acts."

His voice sounded matter-of-fact, but it only made you more confused, "What? I didn't do anything like that."

The small goat smile, his eyes like a cat lock into yours, "DAMM RIGHT, FUCK HARMONY, THEY THING THEY CAN USE ALL THE FUN TOYS! AND YOU KNOW WHAT I SAY!? COME AND SUCK MY NONEXISTENT DICK."

You were baffled by the sudden surge of outrage, "Alright...?"

The goat just smiles at you, "Sorry for the scream, is just it makes me happy to fuck them over." once more the goat clears his voice, "To answer what you are probably thinking about, I highjack this dimension against Harmony wishes, and now every time you pass one of our tests, you will come here to meet us!"

Confused, you shook your head to snap out of your stun lock, "And you are?"

The goat smiled, and putting the deepest voice, it spoke, "Anon, I am your father... well, 1/7 parts your father."

"What-" you stopped, for a moment you were about to overlook the way it said it, but some deep part of your brain made a click, and you pointed at him, "WAIT... are you-"

Before you ever finish, it starts to sound like crazy, "Yupperuny, I'm a human! well... I was one anyway, and now I'm this."

You shook your hands from side to side, "Wait wait, this is generating too many questions!"

"As it should! now, ask away!"

"wait... aren't you going to say something like, "HAHAA, sorry I cannot answer any questions""

The goat pouts at you, "Oh come one, I would like to think myself better than that, now come on."

Looking at the goat, you open your mouth, "...What you mean you are my father? shouldn't it be Grogar?... unless you are my human father."

The goat just laughs a little, "Pffff, what? I never had a kid when I was a human, you are such a silly boy!"

You blink, "Then-"

"And to answer your question, I mean I made you be born in this way using the body of Grogar! I just have to do some flicks here and there, and wa la! your soul did the rest! and I have to say, it did... a bad job, you were supposed to be... more human, but this is good too!"

"...Then, you grab my soul and put it in this body... wait more hu-"

The goat nodded, "Yup! Chose you myself, I still had to get consent from you, but I'm happy we came to an agreement! and even more happy that you don't remember me! after all, our contract said you wouldn't remember it!"

You were dumbfounded, "Why?"

it just smiled, "Because I wanted to die you dumb motherfucker!"

"...You are not cool for cursing, you know?"

The goat smiled wider, "Well, you can fuck right off, then! I curse because it makes me happy and curses have power! after all, they are called ''Curses'' for some reason, also, you are not the best person to say something about it, after all, you curse quite a bit!"

"Well, fuck off right ta ya! I do it because... it is funny?"

In some magical way, the goat smiled even more, "Oh? I bet you were happy to see that fuckers ponies flinch every time you cursed, I'm right?"

You blink, "Well, yeah, but we are getting sidetracked, you claim to be my father... 1/7 my father anyways, what you mean?"

"Quite simple, I divided the last remnants of my existence into 7 pieces!"

You look at him, he looks as if that was as normal as eating bread, "...why?"

"BECAUSE I WANTED TO DIE!" it started to sway from side to side, "You are so easy to sidetrack! I said one little curse and I threw a whole branch into your cogs."

Oh... you did overlook that, "And why do you want to die?"

"Why wouldn't I!? It is soooooo exciting just to think how I will die! Maybe a train will hit me! maybe someone will stab me!" Suddenly music started to sound in the background, the music was kind of familiar, and the string instruments and maracas did an incredible work making the song sound upbeat, "Fun Ways to Die! So many fun ways to die, fun ways to die ie ie!"

The place suddenly started to move with his tune, showing pictures with the respective words, "Maybe I will set fire to my hair! or maybe I will eat food out of date! maybe I will fight with a grizzly bear~ who know! but what I know it will BE A!"

As the song came coming of his mouth, a piano and drums joined him, and many voices joined him in the chorus, "Fun Ways to Die! So many fun ways to die, fun ways to die ie ie ie~!"

Maybe was because the tune was catchy, or maybe you were so absolutely dumbfounded you were unable to think to stop him.

The goat started to move around, the things he was mentioning manifesting into existence trying to kill him, but instead when he jumped into them, they seemed to do nothing to him.

"Maybe I shall be grinded by a saw! or meet my end in a fall! Who knows! maybe a spike ball would do the trick! with its many teeth! that sure would make for a fun way to die!"

You started to clap with the music, joining with the chorus.

"Fun ways to die! so many fun ways to die! Fun ways to die ie ie! so many fun ways to die!"

You suddenly snap into your senses, finally the meaning of the song clicking with you, "Wait wait, stop, wtf is wrong with you!?"

The goat stopped in mid-air, as the shark that was about to eat him did, the pout he was giving to you was legendary "Oh, come on! It was just starting to get good."

"NO! Well, the song was good, but that doesn't spare the fact that you are describing like dying is the best thing in the world!"

The goat smiled and finally fell to the odd ground, the shark dissipating in a mist, "That is subjective, for me it is!"

you raise an eyebrow, "Why?"

The goat's face changed from one to faux disappointment, "Oh? Isn't it obvious?"

You look around for a clue, then look at him again, "No?"

It again started to clop its hoofs together, "Indeed it is! My son is soooo smart!" before you could say something, it continued, "The answer is I don't know! after all, I'm his happiness, not his sadness! I only know that I'm reeeeallly happy about being so close to dying!"

Your eyes become slits in suspicion, "Wait, You said you were 1/7 my father... so you are just his happiness?" It started to nod at the speed of sound, you could swear you could hear how his head cut the air thanks to its speed, "I... See... and what is your name anyways?"

The goat just pouted and shook his hoof from side to side at the same speed as his head, "Ah ah ah! rule number one, never ask our real name! if I told you what is my real name, all the hard work that my past me did would be in vain! Do you know how hard is to erase all traces of your existence?!"

The goat looked at you for a moment, waiting for a response, "...no?"

"Exactly! But if you must call me something, call me Happines~! or goat, or dad-!"

You deadpan, "I will never call you dad."

Happiness ignored you and continued, "now ask your last question, I'm starting to feel like a bully trying to interrupt us and I still don't tell you about your reward!"

You blink, dumbfounded yet again, "Reward?"

It nodded, if you were smarter, you would have noticed how he derailed your train of thought in purpose, "Yup! I shall give you one of my bells, which can perform small miracles of happiness each day!"

You look at him like he is just pulling your leg, "Miracle?"

It nodded, "Yeah! is like making a small wish! don't worry, you will be able to prove it when you are back!"

Suddenly a hash appears in reality not far from your place, and there a white pony with wings and horns steps into view, her flowing hair and violet eyes shine in worry and curiosity.

It looked like it was about to talk, only for the goat to talk before her, "Oh god, but isn't Princess Sunbutt herself, long time no see! as rude as always thought! why don't you take a hint Meanie Pants!?"

The white pony looked at the goat, and tears started to fall from her eyes, but judging by her expression, she didn't notice, "W-what? Who are you? do I know you? wait, I feel like I should know you."

"PFFTTTT, as forgetful as always I see, though I can be too hard with you, this time was my fault you didn't remember."

... you squinted at the pony, "Is that... princess Celestia?"

Finally, the pony looked at you, fore some reason your voice seem to snap Celestia out of the attention of the goat, practically ignoring him now, "Oh! you must be Anon, so nice to-"

The goat took your head in his hoof, and like you were a mere baby, it started to rub your head, "Don't you ever talk to my son! well, actually do it, but when he is awake, now he has something really important to do in real life, so say goodbye to the not so decent lady, Son!"

You were confused, and you also hated how warm it made you feel to be close to this creature... like, it made you unreasonably happy, "uhhh, bye?"

Celestia took a step forward, once again seeming to be able to notice the goat, "Wait-"

And then you woke up.

You felt like you were in the middle of an explosion, the whistle resounding in your ear and your sight was blurry.

You let out a groan as you tried to sit up, only to feel a weight in your chest, looking down you saw Gabby hugging you tight, giving a sigh, you looked around to see you were in one of your bedrooms.

Tired...

Wait.

Tired? This is the first time you felt tired ever since you woke up in this body!

yooooooooo.

maybe you can finally sleep!

Closing your eyes once more, you tried to do your sickest fantasy, sleep 8 hours-

"ANON!"

All your drowsiness gets expulsed out of your body as your heart tries to do the same, "GILDA HOLY F-" You remember your words of the dream.

''Cursing doesn't make you cool.''

... "HOLY FRIGS"

Alright, that was terrible, you will keep cursing.

"As you should, I chose you for a reason you silly goose, remember! curses have power!."

You get a cold sweat and start to look around, which only pisses off Gilda even more.

Gilda makes angry steps towards you, now that you see her better, she looks like she went from hell and back, "I knew your lazy ass was sleeping!"

"oohhhh fuck offfff, I haven't been able to sleep for about-." I light ding makes you lose your train of thought, "for a long time."

"Ohhh welll excuse me you piece of trash, but as far as I know, you have been out for a whole day!"

You blink, "Fucking really-?" another ding.

Why are you cursing so many times anyway...

"Because you are attuning to my artifact, Duh! and keep swearing, when you hear a *dong* instead of a *ding* it should be ready and your ''curse'' should be ready!." And again the goat spoke in your head.

Trying not to flinch you look at Gilda speak while you try not to think about the possibility that the goat is fucking with your head.

"YES REALLY! And guess what!? a lot of griffon nobles want to see the new king of griffon stone!"

You look at her, confused, "And what the hell do I have to do with anything?"

Your answer came from not Gilda, but from Gabby, who looked like just woke up, "Well..." and then she pointed to your head.

Confused, you look up, and to your surprise, the form of your head manages to give you enough vision to your head to see you have something golden on it.

Frowning, you move your right hand and pick up... a crown?

Your eyes become pinpricks and adrenaline gets injected into your veins, you look at Gilda, only to see a smirk on her face, probably by the scare to your ass expression you must have no.

You take a big breath, then proceed to do what you do best when you are coping, "holy shit, You gotta be fucking kidding me you goddam bitch, because this right here is horseshit, Jesus Christ! I'm not even a bloody griffin for fucks sake!"

Every time you say a swear word, you hear a ding, and in the 4 ding, suddenly a count count appears in the side of your vision.

... what the hell is a curse counter and why does it look like a limit breaker of a game?

Gilda just roll her eyes, "Trying to impress me with your vocabulary you dweeb?" then for a moment she paused, "Thought I think is neat that a king has such a way with words." she then shook her head, "Thing is, no, all Griffonia saw that projection of you being a king, plus you have the crown and the Idol is showing your image."

Your blood run cold, and you took a big breath once again, "MOTHERFUCKER, COCKSUCKER, YOU SON OF A BITCHHH YOU HAVE TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME YOU FUCKING TRIGGAAA."

And your limit breaker was full.

Alright, maybe you did it on purpose.

Author's Note

Life really sucks, I wish I could take more time to write but really I need to get my stuff around to get money, here is a small update, gonna go back to checking the past chapter since the editor has them all ready.

Just hope I can do it while I work in animation I'm doing for a work

2: Two attempts and a nice griffin: Knife to meet you and plague. (edit by Poparakelis)

You just discovered that hate building is a thing, so you gotta be Anonymous.

And now you are cursing because you didn't pay very good attention, but to be fair, how the fuck should you know that the "potable" water you were drinking was quite acidic? It was that or the griffons are putting chemicals in the waters to make the frogs gay.

Good thing you aren't one, you don't have anything against gay people you just like the jokes.

Anyways you didn't feel like the water was making a hole in your stomach so maybe it was more a mistake on your part because you didn't do the glass thick enough...

If the problem was another chemical reaction, then you can change the method to make them or you could make them more resistant with magic and the power of science.

Maybe you should start buying furniture instead of making it, but the big problem is that these goddam bird cats are literally half your size, which also translates to the size of their furniture.

Godammit fuking midgets cats!

...Ok, maybe that was going too far, but you were pissed because you needed to make another table and chair.

Having something you bought being destroyed is not the same as having something you made suffer the same fate you came to discover.

Wait a moment, did you just kick a tree so hard it split in two?

Fuck, you didn't even know you could do that, kinda reminds you of those weird people that beat trees with their fists... uh, now that you noticed you are quite strong, but to be fair you were quite literally born fit, even over your fur covered body you could still see your well-defined muscles.

Whatever, you will finish this and will call it a day.

Night "who fuking knows" in griffonia.

You are closing your eyes and faking being asleep in the bed you personally made, so you are probably Anonymous.

It has been some days since the table incident, and ever since you changed the formula of the glass there have been no accidents of the melting button kind.

...What? Why are you only faking sleeping when it is the middle of the night? Simple, Apparently one of the disadvantages of being whatever you are now is that you can't sleep very well.

There is also the fact that the only viable option for sleeping was to do it face up, these damn horns wouldn't let you do it any other way.

It is like your body has an unnatural amount of energy hence you don't need to sleep every day... or any day for that matter.

The problem is that you love sleeping, and you lie to yourself that the basics of sleeping are to stay in bed with your eyes closed, extra points if you are "daydreaming" since you are a word change away from actually sleeping.

...surely that is how it works, yup!

With all the power you can muster you shut down your subconscious, and keep faking sleep. For a second you hear your home creak, you ignore it care, you are "sleeping" after all.
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That is until you felt an itch in your neck.

This world really wants to annoy you, but since you don't want to let it win you try to ignore it, you are "sleeping" and nothing will change that... That is until the damn inch started to get worse.

You snorted and decided to move your hand to scratch your neck... weirdly enough once you moved your hand it stopped.

You frown and then snort, you abort the mission "Scratch your dam neck" anyways and move your hand to their resting place once again.

You are a griffon in a very tight spandex suit sneaky walking through your objective's home, so you must be Aderyn.

You got hired since the feather brain of Adelgunda didn't report if the objective was dead or not, so your job is to verify his status, if he was alive, then you'll have the option to finish the job and get her money.

You gotta admit it was kinda a cunt move to do, but you would probably give her a share so she will not try to hunt you down... that or she would twist your teats once you meet her to take some drinks the next day.

You swear the heart of this chick was in the right place trying to spare a cock by saying that "he is impossible to kill by normal means." or "Believe me, I tried, but he just doesn't die", but you couldn't let your sentiments affect you in this line of work.

If you didn't know her better, you would say that she got a crush on him, because, for fucks sake, his home didn't even have locks! what is stopping her from just going to his bedroom and cut his throat open?! You of course knew her "Fear" to stain her feathers with blood -the fuking cock- but this was ridiculous.

After again checking another door with absolutely no locks in sight, you found his bedroom, it was a very empty-looking room, it has a nightstand which had a lamp on its side and a decent looking bed, in which He was lying with only a thin bedsheet over him.

No pictures, not very cocked furniture or adorns, no nothing, just very much like the rest of the house.

You could hardly believe he was a male, but that was beside the point.

The movement of his ears made you snap to reality and you pause, but he didn't stir in bed, so after a minute or two you start to move again.

Once you got close, you had to admit, for not being a griffin his face was quite an appealing sight to sore eyes.

And by the face, you meant body.

And by body, you mean his lower body.

You could swear to see a bulge under the covers.

Unff.

You silently shook your head and move closer while you took out a hidden knife in your clothes.

Then you made a small prayer to your pantheon and swiftly made a wide cut in his neck...

See? that was easy, you didn't feel any resistance.

Wait...

What?

Your blade didn't penetrate his neck... Scratch that, it didn't even cut his fur.

What?

Flabbergasted you look at his neck, then you look at your knife, then back to his neck again.

Confused you touch your knife with a free claw, and yes, it was quite sharp if the small line of blood in one of your claws is any clue.

Blinking a couple of times, you decide to go for the one and true method that even a chick could do.

You tried to stab him.

...And you gotta remark on the "tried" part

Because once again your incredibly sharp knife didn't manage to cut even one of the threads of his fur...

You have to admit, you lose your mind for a moment, in hindsight maybe you should have tried to stab his eyes, but what the fuck was this thing, and why your knife didn't penetrate him?

This flocking knife was supposed to even be able to penetrate the scales of an adult dragon it isn't just any run-of-the-litter cheap knife.

AND BECAUSE OF THAT, IT COST YOU A LOT OF BITS.

IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A MEDIUM-GRADE JADE GERDIAN KNIFE GOD DAMMIT.

Yet you weren't able to penetrate even a little of his neck, because you tried, a lot, so much that you were starting to get short of breath, but you didn't even manage to get a single drop of blood, no not even a strand of his fur fell!

You were so dumbfounded that you didn't notice the tip of the knife becoming fully dull and broken by now.

Oh, and you almost got a heart attack when he moved.

You had to use all your training as an assassin to not let out a totally cocky scream, yes you totally were not going to scream like a simple cock or something.

But as he moves his hands up, he stops.

Your heart skip a beat at that, Did he notice you? There is no way, right!? after all, you are still completely silent, controlling the volume of your breathing with absolute perfection ...RIGHT?! OMGPLEASEDON'TNOTICEIDON'TWANTTODIELIKETHISPLSPLSPLS.

But then he lets out a snort and puts his hand back down...

Controlling the urge to pi-... you mean to sweat, yes sweat yourself, you start to slowly move away... You will have to say sorry to Adelgunda for doubting her later.

It was true that you could try to stab him in his eyes now since it was the universal soft spot of every living creature, but you really had to pi... sweat right now.

And spandex was not the best at filtrating sweat after all... Yup, it was totally that.

You are anonymous, and by the constant assault of light on your eyes, you can guess it is already morning.

You grumble to yourself that maybe you should invest in some curtains, but to be fair the sun is the closes thing you have to a clock, so you will keep it up like that for now.

After sitting down and stretching while giving a huge yawn, you hear a metallic sound hit your wooden floor.

Confused you look down and look at what had fallen.

There in the light of a new morning, you saw a metallic piece of... something.

With more questions than answers, you pick the thing up and look at it... The weave pattern reminds you of the shore of a beach, the thought immediately made you think that the piece of metal was Damascus steel, But the light greenish color made you have second thoughts.

Oh god dammit... it happened again, words come to your mind together with a light description, this thing was a "Low-grade King's vane." You immediately tried to resist the slough of knowledge invading your brain but it was too late.

It was a metal used in bladed weapons, In higher grades it can vibrate to be able to cut anything, plus the fact that it is resistant to magic, overall it is one good metal to kill any kind of creature.

Haflmindly you let out a snort and come back to the situation at hand, from what your brain told you, this was not a naturally formed metal... You also knew that this thing was too much in a good shape to just be found out in the open without being corroded or straight rusty, since it was of a low grade of a king's vane and all that.

In other words, there were two options... And you scratch one of them when you saw the closed window, even still, you frown, and move quickly to check your doors.

And sure enough, you notice that some doors had signs of tampering. There was a low-grade king's vane in your room... with signs that someone invaded your home...

Someone tried to kill you.

You shook your head, no, that was too much of a far-fetched answer, after all, why would someone want you dead? You literally have been living to yourself for the past couple of weeks... And how did they fail if they were using that thing anyway?

You bit your lip and check once more the piece that you had.

Then you try to prick your middle finger with it.

No matter how much strength you put in, it didn't cut you.

That is weird, it should easily get in- "FUCK!" Suddenly you felt pain, you didn't need to be smart to know the damn thing managed to cut you.

And since you were putting so much strength into it the blade managed to puncture you even deeper than you wanted, quickly taking it out You brought your hand to your face and started to suck into your bloody finger, just to become even more confused.

Perhaps it was just paranoia, but you should probably start to use locks even if you don't have anything of value to steal...

Except for your money hole, but nobody would be able to get in there.

Probably...

You are tired of being nude, so you are probably Anonymous.

When you were about to heal your finger, the wound suddenly disappeared, the moment you stop paying attention it suddenly... Wasn't there anymore, it was weird but having hyper regeneration was not that strange... probably.

Going on, after finding some gigantic silkworms in a stroll, you proceeded to plunder their butty -literally- and got enough to actually make some clothes.

They did try to stop you, but the greenish liquid they threw spit didn't seem to have any effect, so you just ignored it.

Making a Loom was easier than you expected, maybe because of the weird knowledge you seemed to have about everything.

This time you didn't mind after all you'd literally kill for some clothes. Since the silk was quite the fancy material, you decided to make a suit, after all, your name was anonymous at least now anyways.

Finding something to dye it was quite hard indeed, but you managed something to make it white! it would be quite fetching with the color of your fur... or maybe it would just camouflage on it.

The point is after breaking your ass off, you finally have a white suit.

And ho boy, it felt good to have clothes again.

The only reason you endured it until now was that you were alone in your little plot of land, and the very large amount of fur in your lower part managed to hide your private parts very well.

But even then you felt weird when other creatures saw you...

Especially dragons, since some of them had a very human form -you did pop a boner one time because of it, but you will deny it to your dying breath-

And since they didn't have any fur, it didn't count as being furry.

It was also good to see that you still had a very human penis, so you didn't feel too bad about it.

But going back to the present, looking at yourself in the mirror you give a goofy smile while you flex at it.

Even if you look like a furry on the exterior, you certainly look like a very fancy one, and since you were feeling extremely good about this, you decided to pay a visit to the town that was very close to your plot of land.

After all, what could go wrong?

In the future, you would forever hate ever thinking those words.

After walking away smug like a bug in a rug, you were expecting to have a good day, a great day even, finally you would visit your neighbors, and you would probably make a good impression with how good you look.

After all, the first time you came to their town they actually didn't freak out like the ponies.

...Or dismiss you for being a man.

...Or tried to jail you for showing "Too much skin." Insulting culture is not your thing, but how in the actual fuck were the people in saddle Arabia expecting you to know that a man not covering their body in public to people that they are not related to was against the law?

Or give you tribute for no reason -Even if it was nice to have free money-

Their reaction was normal, most of them didn't even look at you for more than ten seconds, as if it was normal to see someone like you in this place.

It was nice... Probably as nice as you would get in this weird world, you smile, after so long of just building your home and other things, you would finally socialize with another sentient being.

You suddenly stop when your ears pick up something.

The sound instantly takes you out of your daydream and back into the real world... was that... buzzing? You blink and look in the direction where the noise was coming.

What... what in hell is that?

They are like little small balls of colors, not bigger than your closed fist, and for their size, they have huge eyes, and in their back(?) a pair of insectoid wings.

Normally you would think they are adorable.

Except there is something wrong with them.

From here you could see how their mouth was full of serrated teeth and... Is that dried blood in them?

Oh, fuck no.

You started to run away, you didn't know what the hell was that about, but one thing was for sure, today didn't seem like a good day anymore for taking a stroll in that town... But there was one big problem... the buzz didn't stop.

Oh god please no.

You look at your back, and sure enough, the thing managed to close the distance... And not looking where you were running was a mistake, because you went face-first into a big dead tree.

As you come to a sudden stop, you would perhaps be surprised that you didn't fall down or that you didn't even feel pain from the collision, that is if were not for the buzzing coming closer.

In pure fear, you look at how the weird-looking flies close the distance and swarm you from all sides.

You let out a guttural scream and close your eyes expecting to get a world of pain.

You are Adeldunga.

And after making a plan with the help of your sister of another mister... -even if the feather brain really thinks you were so much of a sun hat tipper that you were going soft against this cock-

YOU FUCKING DID IT!

All the pain to get one of the most dangerous breeds of parasprite was FUCKIG worth it! These things were known to be able to literally chomp down into anything! You didn't care if the little bugger would make havoc after they were done eating the objective!

Because by then it wouldn't be your problem!
Once you get all the money you would go to the red district and get railed up until next fuking week!

YES YES YES...

And ho boy, it looks like they finished! Because you weren't hearing his scream anymore! You started to prepare the repellent bomb since you actually wanted proof that you finished the job when suddenly you hear a scream, one even louder than before.

Your heart skips a beat and you almost drop the repellent, but thankfully in your panic-induced juggling, you manage to save it by one feather from the ground.

You would sign in relief if it weren't for the absolute panic and soul-reaching screams that the cock was producing.

Talking about screaming cocks, geez.

...

It may be just your imagination, but you could swear how greenish blood it starting to fall to the ground...And how the amount of the mass of the parasprites started to go down.

Ho no...

Please no.

Please die.

Please Just. Fucking. Die.

As if to answer your question with a NO, suddenly his weird-looking claw came out of the mass of murderous insects, partially grabbing a pair of the mutated monstrosities, apparently, that was just how much he needed, Because once they were in his hands he started to absolutely destroy them.

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For your gods... you need a drink right now.

You were expecting a new definition of pain a few minutes ago, so you must be anonymous.

You felt relief for a moment after you saw the weird insect start to chomp down on you and instead of pain you felt nothing, so you stopped screaming -like a bitch- for a moment.

For a moment you asked yourself if the little bastards only wanted to scare you, you didn't know about the fauna of the planet after all.

At the bare minimum, you wouldn't know how, or even if you'd be to be eaten alive by the weird mutated insects... and for some reason, once again, the knowledge about them comes to you, apparently, they are parasprites.

There was a lot of info that you could digest, but your mind was too busy when it felt something even worse than pain.

More than feeling it, you hear it.

The sound of fabric being ripped apart.

To be more precise, it was the sound of silk being ripped.

You let out a scream far, FAR stronger than before, if someone heard it they'd probably think a dementor was sucking your soul.

Because this time the scream was of pure panic.

You tried to run and trash around, hoping they'd back down, only to make everything worse as you simply helped them rip the suit apart, so, in a moment of clarity you did the best second thing you could think of, and started to squash them like the insects they were.

You must admit that you lost track of time at that moment, crushing the bastards proved to be quite therapeutic, you felt like Doom guy going through an army of demons with his bare hands.

In the midst of carnage you didn't notice that you were not in fact being eaten alive, even if you had you'd hardly care, these things weren't able to penetrate your skin or fur so you had nothing to worry about besides killing them all.

Minutes later when you finally dispatch the last of the buggers, you look down, in the hopes you'd still have a suit to salvage.

...

You didn't.

Your expertly made suit was full of holes of different sizes and shapes.

80% of it was eaten by these things, and the last 20% was absolutely ruined because of the "remains" of the "cannibal" parasprites... You fall to the floor, looking at what was once the only piece of cloth that you had in this crazy nudist world...

A lone manly tear -Yes, manly- falls from one of your eyes... ok, maybe was more than one.

You hit the ground with your two fists while looking down, two words unconsciously leaving your mouth, "God dammit..."

Moving your head you look at the sky in the most dramatic way you can muster, wordless you stay there.

It may sound pathetic but this is more than just losing a piece of cloth you worked hard to make, no, this was about a milestone, after exploring the world, settling down, building a house, and making furniture you felt like your normal life was coming back.

You felt like you could have your normalcy even after being stranded in this world, you were happy about getting one more part of your previous life back.

But then the world decided to remind you where you were, with murderous insects.

This is why the people in this world don't use clothes? because there were fucking bug clothes eaters?

Why in hell would they even evolve into cloth-eating bugs!?

Why did nobody send you a memo!?

You are Adeldunga and of course, a cock had to be overreacting because of a piece of clothes.

God, cocks were annoying.

Shouldn't be happy with the fact that he was alive?

Because now YOU wanted to die, but you got a plan to fix that... you started to travel to your favorite bar.

You really need a drink.

You are cursing reality so you must be Anonymous.

This is not fair and you have to admit that you went blank for a moment and let your arms fall.

But you were conscious enough to see a griffon land in front of you, it had a mailbag in her side, her eyes a moderate turquoise, her fur a type of Arctic bluish gray while her feathers were just an arctic bluish and cyanish gray head.

Her chin was a light cornflower bluish gray and had some light cyanish gray markings, the feathers of her wings were dark azureish gray and her talons a beautiful brilliant gold.

Her face was full of worry and care.

"Oh my gosh! are you ok!?" You just look at her as she gives you a once over, moving your hands here and there.

You blink, unsure what to say, but you felt the need to respond, "I...I think so... it's just that my clo..." you stop yourself.

You know very well by now how little the griffons cared at all for others, It is true that she's showing that she cares enough for a random stranger slumped on the ground, but that doesn't mean she wants the full story.

Except that she apparently connected the dots and gasped, "geez! your clothes! Oh, you poor thing!"

Before you could react she took a decent-looking handkerchief and proceeded to clean you at the best of her ability, once the handkerchief was ruined and full of green blood she hugged you with enough force that a lesser being would have crumbled under her might.

"I'm so sorry what happened to you?! Is there a way I can be of help!?"

She was hugging you...

When you still were covert of very gross insect blood and insides.

...

You blink, hard, and the only thing that came to the front of your mind being 'Who the fuck is this griffon and why are they so nice?'

Author's Note

Get bless with a surprise gabby.

Also I can't decide what to do from here.

One part of me want to go full Gabby rute and later add more griffon waifus and maybe a dragon.

Another wants to make anonymous go to a bar because his nice day got ruined and he wants to get wasted. (then he gets hit by a griffon [maybe just a dumped Gilda] and NSFW ensues once he is drunk)

Maybe later gabby met the griffin and scold her... or join.

Also they dragons are coming... one day.

Idk.

You can suggest the path you want the story to go.

Or you can chose the box (the random dark fetish that I got because my depress brain was in over drive because bad things happen in my life)