Saturday, July 23, 2011
6:36 AM - Spaffy: Heya, Arti.
6:36 AM - Spaffy: :3
6:36 AM - Articuno: Oh, good morning~
6:36 AM - Articuno: How's a Spaffy doing? :3
6:38 AM - Spaffy: Spaffy's doing preeeetty good, just relaxin'~
6:38 AM - Spaffy: And how you doin', icebirdy? |3
6:40 AM - Articuno: About the same, really~
6:40 AM - Articuno: Glad to hear a Spaffy is doing well, as usual. :3
6:41 AM - Spaffy: And glad to hear your day is stress free so far~
6:43 AM - Articuno: <3
6:44 AM - Articuno kisses a Spaffy on the cheek~
6:45 AM - Spaffy blushes a bit, planting a kiss on the end of an Articuno's beak in response~
6:45 AM - Spaffy: <3
6:46 AM - Articuno blushes too, licking a Spaffy's lips as he snuggles next to you~
6:46 AM - Articuno: Such a cutie. :3
6:50 AM - Spaffy snuggles up to those fluffy feathers, not moving from his position as he responds to your praise, "Not as cute as you, icebirdy~".
6:52 AM - Articuno blushes even more at that, planting a series of kisses on a chubbyboi Spaffy's belly and chests. "You're cuter~" he insisted.
6:52 AM - Articuno: Chest, even~
6:58 AM - Spaffy is forced to giggle slightly as an Articuno kisses along rather ticklish skin, placing a hand on your lowered head, "But you're fluffy, and covered in all sorts of colourful feathers! You're obviously cuter than me~", he says, ruffling the feathers atop your avian head.
7:00 AM - Articuno licks a chubbyboi's belly, slathering it in a fine layer of cold saliva. "But you've got such nice, warm, slick skin~" the icebird chirred, rubbing your upper half fondly with a wing. "And you're nice and plump, too~"
7:08 AM - Spaffy lights up quite a bit at the flattery, not too much minding the lick and rubdown he was getting in tandem with it, just content to stay close to those feathers and enjoy the sensation, "You're too niiice, icebirdy!", he says, rubbing his hands along your chilled body in a returned gesture~
7:12 AM - Articuno eeps, wriggling against you as you rub him! He wasn't used to being touched himself, but it certainly felt good. "And you are too, chubbyboi~" he replied, teasing his wings up and down your slick belly.
7:19 AM - Spaffy is amused at your unexpected reaction, deciding you needed to be groomed and touched a bit more often, running his hands all along your winter coloured form, combing hands and fingers under feathers running them this way and that, letting out a relaxed hum as his avian-saliva soaked tummy is lovingly rubbed up and down~
7:25 AM - Articuno lets out a soft moan, squirming against you like a feathery pillow as he kept rubbing your belly. "That feels gooooood~" the avian panted, licking your belly again~
7:31 AM - Spaffy continues those ministrations, rubbing all up and down that larger frame, your avian cooes serving as further encouragement, "Hehe, glad an icebirdy is enjoying this~", he teases, moving from your sides down to your lower belly, hands scratching and rubbing away~
7:32 AM - Articuno moans again, squirming hard against a Spaffy as his sensitive, pudgy belly is stroked and rubbed with such love. "Hnnnnn..." the poor bird panted, kissing you from your belly up to your nipples, then licking the right one.
7:37 AM - Spaffy 's hands keep giving love to much needed areas that apparently didn't get enough of it, moving lower and lower down your stomach, unawaredly getting close to a particularly sensitive area of your body before they stop dead in their tracks, due to a jolt of pleasure shooting up the chubbyboi's spine at the stroke of his sensitive teat, fingers juuust short of a certain bit of Avian anatomy~
7:37 AM - Spaffy: "H-haaahhn.."
7:40 AM - Articuno smirks up at a chubbyboi, taking a nipple into his beak and biting down on it ever so gently, enough to make it ache but not enough to hurt it or you. "I didn't say stop~" the icebirdy teased.
7:48 AM - Spaffy lets out a faint whimper in response to the newfound pressure on that sensitive ring of skin, looking up at you and nodding faintly in wordless agreement, slight worry but overall desire to carry on causing him to bring his arms back to where they were, before continuing to work his hands along your tummy, crawling lower and lower, rubbing and teasing feathers all the way, eventually coming into contact with something that stood out amongst the smooth stomach, a slit or something of that manner, fearing retribution for pausing, he continues despite it, occasionally rubbing up and down it, fingers grazing its skin.
7:52 AM - Articuno lets out a happy chirr, his lower half pushing upward a little in reply to your rubbing as he let your nipple out of your beak, kissing the cute, small tip. His own light blue tip was starting to poke out, drawn by your stroking of his nethers, and the avian used it as a distraction to reach up to the table above and slip a needle filled with light pink fluid down under his belly. "Hnnnnnn..." the bird chirred, kissing your teat again. "Mind helping a 'cuno out with his problem?"
8:10 AM - Spaffy sighs a bit of relief as his nipple is let free from your beak, letting out a soft little moan as its kissed. His eyes look down to where he was rubbing to see a mint blue shaft poking its way out of that slit he had been rubbing, eyes not noticing whatever it is that the icebirdy may have done while he was preoccupied. Letting out another little mewl of pleasure as his teat is teased again, he mumbles a nervous "U-uhm okay..." in response to your request, staying in his position and reaching down to prod that pale blue shaft with a few fingers, cold to the touch and slicked with icy, slick liquid, eventually taking it into his hand with a faint grip and stroking up and down its length as it works its way further out of that slit, his hand's heat radiating into it.
8:10 AM - Spaffy: (...Took a while to write that, sorry >.>)
8:16 AM - Articuno shudders bodily as you start to stroke at his erection, icy pre flowing allll over your hand as the rest of him slips out; nine inches of feather-blue, thin and long cock that literally poured pre onto your hands. "G-good boi~" the bird panted, thrusting once or twice up into your grasp as he tugged out that needle again with one wing, the other spreading your areola. Quick as a wink, the needle sunk into a chubbyboi's chest, right into that cute litlte nipple at a slight angle, the bird filling it with about half of that light pink fluid and sealing it with a kiss. Before its owner could even complain, the avian repeated the process with the other teat, driving straight into you this time and filling your chest with the last bit of that fluid, kissing your suddenly over-sensitive breast as he set aside the empty needle. "Keep working, chubbyboi~" the bird teased, flicking one of your nipples slightly... yet the feeling was enough to draw a lustful moan from you.
8:28 AM - Spaffy continues to stroke and do his work, large driblets of pre soaking into his hand, his wrist, and pitter pattering as they make contact with the floor below. He barely even has to stroke, as your hips seem to be doing the work by instinct on their very own, thrusting against his grip as if it were a female. As he does this, he doesn't have time to react with more than a stuttering "W-wuh-" before he's pierced with a sharp, unforgiving needle, right into soft, pliable skin, not able to voice his pain before his other side suffers the same. The pain is replaced with a surprisingly strong sensation at the following kiss. Not entirely sure what the injection did, until his teat was but lightly flicked, causing him to moan loud and breathily from the feeling. Despite all confusion, he keeps at what he was originally doing, even taking his other hand to the shaft, stroking in opposite directions in tandem for better effect, too worried of possible retribution to halt and consider things.
8:33 AM - Articuno kisses your teat again, wing rubbing the other. It was -growing-, and so was the other one... like a movie set on fast forward, two H-cups sprouting out of a Spaffy's chest, accompanied by moans and squirms from the chubbyboi. "You're lucky I don't have the other one with me~" the bird teases you again, kissing one of your literal teats, wrapping his tongue around the thickened nipple and squeezing, extracting a small squirt of warm, thin milk. All the while, his thick, rich pre dripped from his erection onto your hands and belly, nearly indistinguishable from his seed except for the sheer quantity of it. "Your hands'll do for now~" he decided out loud, teasing another squirt of your milk out with his cold, thin tongue.
8:48 AM - Spaffy can barely focus on the task quite literally at hand with the constant teasing and prodding of his newly sensitive chest and nips, before an odd sensation fills his chest. It begins to stretch, and grow, filling him with pain and pleasure all at once, not able to contain his moans and wails as they continue to grow larger, body twitching and shivering throughout it all, as two large, burdgeoning breasts fully form on his chest, nipples long and perked, with a bloated sensation running through them, a stark squeal of pleasure escaping him as that cold, avian tongue wrings a spurt of milk out of his newfound breasts. "Y-yes, sir..." He submissively chirps, continuing to stroke your blue, long shaft that now literally soaks him in your precum and your musk, hands, stomach, and legs, covered in a thick film of it all, still grinding along it with as much ferver as he can give, back and forth at a steady rate, cool flesh pulsing in his gentle grasp.
8:48 AM - Spaffy: (I'm taking too long to write these |3;)
8:51 AM - Articuno: (Quality over quantity! Even though you have both... :3)
8:51 AM - Spaffy: (<3)
8:54 AM - Articuno pulls off of your chest, though it's only to admire it... a feat that sent a few more squirts of pre onto your belly. "Such a cutie..." the avian panted, hefting your right breast as he locked onto your left one with his beak, teasing a few squirts of hot milk out of it with his tongue as he freely groped and fondled your other, heavy breast, thrusting up into your hands hard as he did so.
9:16 AM - Spaffy 's stomach is slathered with another few spurts of precum to add to the already existing cold, musky liquid, a fluttering in his stomach at being called a cutie adding to the many other sensations that had built up in him. a gasp empties his lungs of air when his breasts are grapped, left one being milked by a chilly maw's tongue, each little squirt of liquid coaxed out of his sensitive teat sending a wave of pleasure through his body and causing his small prick to spurt out its own juice, lost in the mix of vast Arcanine cum, along with making him release many-a girlish appraisal, "Oh, g-god, Arti, aahn..~", he called out as he continued to stroke your large, blue cock, keeping in a rhythm with your powerful thrusts, working it and milking in attempt to please its owner.
9:18 AM - Articuno: (lost in the mix of vast Arcanine cum <-- Is someone getting a bit too carried away with his imagination? :3)
9:19 AM - Spaffy: (Possibly |3;)
9:21 AM - Articuno pushes his face into your swollen teat and draws his tongue along the areola of it, cupping it with his wings like it was a thick, hefty goblet. "Hnnnnn..." the bird sighed muffledly, drawing out a thick torrent of warm, thin but delicious milk, gulping it down as the bird contributed his own almost-milk continually. It was awfully close to becoming regular milk, though, and that fact was obvious by the way the icebird pushed up into your deft hands after every stroke, his lower half quivering as much as his aching cock. "G-gonna..." he moaned into your breast between gulps, your chest already starting to look disproportionate.
9:39 AM - Spaffy 's body is wracked with overwhelming, pulsing pleasure and sensation as his hyper-sensitive tit is gulped and drained of its milk, losing its boisterous size as you suckle and drain it, a feeling of relief and loss of pressure in it making him both grateful and feeling near orgasmic due to it. Meanwhile, your long, avian shaft quickens its pace and increases in intensity, every thrust through his slickened hands spreading them apart near faster than he can bring them back together again, as you near your own climax, he calls out in ecstasy, lost in all of it, begging you to soak him in your cum and mark his body with your musky scent, overwhelm his femme essence with your own alpha one.
9:42 AM - Spaffy: (Got a little carried away with that one >.>;)
9:48 AM - Articuno can't hold back, not after that begging... his face firmly buried in your titflesh, the horny avian thrusts violently upwards, gushing literal liters of icy, extremely thick cum alllllll over your belly and legs, covering them in an instant as he rode out his ten second orgasm to the fullest. Collapsing against your swollen, yet disproportionate bust, the bird's shaft gave a final few spurts of his thick cream before assuming the same exhausted, crumpled position its owner had taken.
10:01 AM - Spaffy is showered with a torrent of your thick, cold, creamy Avian cum, coated from his chest to his feet with his, leftover spurts of it pooling at below him. He catches your exhausted form, much larger than him and thus difficult to support, and slowly lowers himself down to the floor, sitting in that puddle of  musky cum, you lying on top of him and resting on his newly found bosom as if it were a pillow. With a giggle, he plants a kiss on top of your blue, feathered head, "Thanks, 'master'~"