The Best Therapy
"So... how about you tell me how such a beautiful girl as you came to be in my office, mmm? I'm sure you have quite the story to tell, according to your parents and their family... history."
The blue jay on the couch gave a little sigh, looking towards the ceiling. She was typical of her species, with blue, grey, black, and white feathers mixed along her body, and a black beak helped to frame her bright blue eyes.
"Well, you probably already know from my file that I'm a Chessfield. Parker Chessfield. Umm... I don't really /have/ much of a story, but you're right about the family history. Serving a proud town of vorarephiles and predators ever since this place was founded, thanks to some magic." She let her eyes wander around the room a little bit, giving another sigh. "But that's not why I'm here.. I'm happy with my family's history, and I love helping keep the tradition alive. I'm here because I'm a kleptomaniac. I love just... having stuff, even if it means I'm taking it."
"Mmm... I see. That's quite the problem... what did it feel like to take that first thing? It'll help me get a better profile on your specific case." The blue jay heard the scribbling in that notebook, giving a slightly aggravated huff at the obvious question with quite the obvious answer.
"It... thrilled me, I guess. Not in that way, mind you. It just made me... really happy. Happy to know that I'd gotten something that wasn't mine. It was just a pencil... I got happy over stealing a pencil." She gave a high-pitched and forced laugh.
"So, tell me what happened to lead up to this decision... or was it more of an impulse? Again, this question will help me diagnose you. You may not even suffer from kleptomania, you may just have a desire to hoard things. Like a magpie."
Another huff from Parker, but she nodded and let her memory of that first time come back, her eyes closing as she focused...
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Parker was happy. It was her senior year of high school and everything was going according to plan. Her... gift had made her popular with all the students and she was well on the way to becoming class president thanks to it. Her campaign slogan had been a stroke of genius, in her opinion. "You've eaten and loved her, now vote for Parker Chessfield!" Simple, to the point, and yet so teasing at the same time.
Even as she passed people in the hall, various furs that she'd intimately gotten to know the insides of flashed her a little checkmark with forefinger and thumb, showing she had their vote. She giggled to herself as she opened up her locker, trilling to herself and humming a happy tune as the blue jay grabbed all of her books that she needed.
But her day was going to get even better, when a big, brown paw closed her locker for her, and she heard an all too familiar rumble. She just smiled to herself as she turned around and looked up into the face of the familiar bear, looking down to his stomach. Oh, that stomach had grown fat on her, no doubt about it, and here it was hungering for her again. The gruff, but warm voice slowly spoke up, the rumble of stomach being passed onto voice.
"Mmm... morning' Parker... how're you today...? Ready to skip your classes, I hope..." The bear rumbled warmly, a grin playing over his chops as he licked slowly over his lips and making those dark surfaces glisten. The blue jay just chuckled softly and purred up towards him, turning and putting her books back in her locker.
"Oh, you know it already, Carlyle. So, you wanna make this public, or private?" Parker smiled amiably, giving the bear her backpack, which he slipped over his shoulder to join his own. It was a long understanding that she'd had with her predators: Eat me and hold me in your belly, just make sure to get my work from my teachers, turn in last night's homework for me, and keep my stuff with you for when I wake up in bed next to you.
"Here, if you don't mind." Both parties looked around, a crowd already starting to form. "I kinda skipped breakfast this morning... and dinner last night. Just so I could have room for you." He chuckled richly, even as he reached down and pulled open Parker's shirt, revealing no bra underneath. Neither of them seem flustered or embarrassed as Parker was stripped down, her clothes given to one of the watchers to hold onto for now.
There was no ceremony, there was no real ritual for it... just Carlyle putting his lips around Parker's beak, almost like a kiss, before pushing her head down his throat. Parker wiggled as she was eaten, playfully pushing on him just to hear the bear growl around her head and force her down his throat, his warm gullet rippling around her head. His lips slowly spread over her shoulders, then her breasts before he lifted her high in the air, her talons scraping a little along the ceiling just a touch. It wasn't long before all that was left out of the bear's maw was her talons, but Carlyle just yawned, his tongue curling around them and pulling them in, shutting his jaws and giving an audible swallow.
Parker settled into the bear's stomach easily, rubbing around even as she felt part of the magic of her family starting to kick in, the nerves all over her body deadening and going numb, just so she didn't feel the pain of digestion as she nuzzled around slowly, cooing to the outside. Muffled behind the bear's flesh and fat, she could hear a roaring cheer coming from the crowd that'd formed around them both. A happy rumble from Carlyle as the digestive juices started to wash over the bird, and then... Parker's world was all quiet and dark, for what felt like a long time...
And she woke up again to the sound of a bear snoring loudly and a warm paw wrapped around her naked body. She giggled softly to herself as she let herself wake up and climb out of bed, clicking on the lamp near the alarm clock. With the wash of dull, yellow light, she was able to find her back pack and her spare change of clothes, when she saw the bear's pencil on the desk. She looked over at him and with a shrug, pocketed it, not quite expecting the happy feeling to come from grabbing it...
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"Ahh, I see... so it was just a pencil from a... client, for lack of a better word?" Came that calm voice as Parker finished telling her tale. More scribbling in that notebook, and then the sound of both pen and paper being set to the side. "But I'm afraid our time is up for the day, and I'll have to reschedule you for another session next week."
Parker nodded and stood, coming face to face with her psychiatrist for the first time since she'd walked in. He wasn't much to look at in the height department, coming about even with the 5'9" blue jay, but it was his species and the calm air of nobility that he always carried. He was a snake, what type she had no clue, though he was obviously a venomous species by the shape of his head. He wasn't a naga, but rather walked on two legs like everyone else, though his tail was quite a bit longer than normal reptiles.
"So, until we meet again, Ms. Chessfield." He shook her hand and smiled, his fangs coming down on either side of his scaled lips, his narrow eyes searching her own for a few moments.
"Of course, Mr. Vraeson. It was nice to be here and talk about this." She smiled, before he shook his head and gave a small laugh and responded.
"Please, my name is Fikri."
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Parker walked home in silence, considering her options carefully, scrolling with her palm pilot through the known treatments for kleptomania, noting that most of the options seemed pretty dismal. Either a pill or long psychotherapy treatments. Either road pretty much left no real option for her.
She couldn't help but sigh as she walked into the house and called out "Mom, dad, I'm home from my appointment!" When there was no response, she gave a little chuckle and looked into the kitchen, following the scent of salads and fresh made dressings. The sight when she walked in didn't surprise her, the familiar faces of two cheetahs looking back at her, with obviously rounded middles. "Oh... hello Mr. and Mrs. Cherry." Both cheetahs smiled at her and patted their stomachs.
"You'll forgive us, I hope. Your parents invited us over for dinner and well... y'know how the story goes. Anyway, your parents left us notes of how to take care of you for the evening. Hope you don't mind a predator making you some fresh-tossed Caesar salad and some fresh Italian dressing. Oh, and we're supposed to ask about your psych appointment."
"I don't mind, and there's nothing to really report. Mr. Vraeson's a good psychiatrist and really seems to know what he's doing... asked a few silly questions though, but at least it wasn't ‘And how does that make you feel?'" The pair of cheetahs and Parker laughed at that, before the predators gave her a bowl of the aromatic salad, drizzling some of the dressing on top.
The male cheetah nodded as Parker started to tuck into her food, shoveling forkful after forkful of the stuff as they made idle chit chat about this or that, even as the predators' guts churned away at the blue jay's parents.
"So are you spending the night tonight, or will mom and dad need an overnight bag for when they wake up?" Parker smiled, opening her own backpack and starting in on her homework.
"Well, seems they want to spend the night and well... have fun in the morning. You know how they tend to be after waking up from getting eaten." Parker just nodded and chuckled at that, finishing off her food. "Just make sure they know that I have an appointment tomorrow and the next day with my psychiatrist, so I probably won't be home when they are tomorrow."
The female cheetah nodded a bit at that and smiled. "Well, we'll certainly pass along the message for you, dear. Now, as it is, we need to go back over to our house and take care of our little one. We're next door if you need us, though." Both cheetahs stood and toddled out of the kitchen, leaving Parker to her thoughts as she put dinner away. Homework was done, friends were sent texts, various texts were received including a good few asking for her over the weekend, which she had to say no to thanks to the appointment. And finally, night time came and beckoned her to sleep, her warm bed holding her safe and snug as she fell away to dreams...
But that enjoyment was short-lived, in her view, as the alarm woke her at ten the next morning. She woke slowly, walking to the shower and cleaning herself with a little yawn, even as the hot water washed away all the feathers she'd molted and the light sweat of last night. A light breakfast of peanut butter on wheat bread, along with some of the salad from last night, and then it was off to the psychiatrist...
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Parker walked into the lobby of the office and immediately noticed that everything was too quiet... far too quiet. The receptionist desk was empty, and the psych's door was closed with an ‘out to lunch' sign hanging from the door under the patient file for someone. Her, no doubt. She just gave a little sigh and settled down into the waiting room, closing her eyes as she waited for either the receptionist or Mr. Vraeson to come back into the office.
She was about to fall asleep again on the couch when she heard a sound that was familiar and yet... so very different to her ears, coming from beyond the psychiatrist's door, and soon other sounds joined it, like the sound of someone bending down the springs in the couch, like they were kneeling or laying upon it. Finally, curiosity got the better of her and she followed her instincts, moving silently towards the door and cracking it open. The sight beyond stunned her more than anything, even when she'd first found out what her body could do...
The receptionist, a cute male gecko, was bent over the couch and behind him, teasing his pucker with his tail was... Fikri. There was no other snake that could have that figure. Both were naked, stripped down to their bare scales, but that wasn't what drew the blue jay's eyes at first... it was the gecko's eyes. She remembered him clearly from the other day, his eyes had been orange then, and now they were a bright and shining purple. Parker looked back towards the snake, even as his tail dipped into the gecko's body, teasing his flesh as it spread him open... the snake had similar eyes, his once yellows glinting the same bright purple. It was then that she listened to their words, focusing in on the whole situation.
"Oh, your flesh is so yielding, my pet... it almost begs for my body to fill the big hole that you've spread it out to... what toy have you been using while you think of me?" The snake purred out softly, his words calm as he stroked over the gecko's body with his paws, the lizard underneath moaning out softly as his body was teased so sensually.
"I... I used the biggest I had, master... it doesn't compare to you though... you know how to touch me, to tease me... oh, master, you are so wonderful to me." The lizard moaned out softly as his eyes clenched shut, his erection slowly becoming obvious beyond his legs, the shaft pulsing with each beat of the gecko's heart.
"Mm... you should be punished for using a toy, pet... but master will forgive you if you give me /all/ the details of your encounters over the past week... but we must hurry... master's patient for the day will be here in an hour..."
"Yes master... it was so amazing... I've had three partners this week... a lion, an armadillo, and you..." The gecko shivered in place as he was rewarded with more tail from the snake, a smile curling the reptile's lips back.
Parker just couldn't believe her eyes anymore... nor could she believe that she was growing aroused from watching the two of them go at it. There was no question that the gecko was hypnotized, but he could not do anything against his will... so clearly they both loved this. But the freeness with which the gecko spilled his thoughts was amazing. She couldn't help herself when she dipped her fingers southward and started to stroke along her cunny lips as she watched them through the slit in the door.
Fikri's tail had pulled out by this point, resting by his side now, but something so much greater had taken its place. His hips gently met with the gecko's as they made love, both of them moaning to the back wall as the snake pistoned in and out of his partner. The gecko's eyes were clenched shut, and yet that purple glow seemed to persist even past his eyelids, the green scales taking on a purple hue as their motions sped up. The snake moved his lips down to the lizard's shoulder, gently kissing there but soon his expression changed as he opened his jaws wide, sharp fangs descending past his lips and then sinking firmly into the gecko's shoulder. The gecko spasmed for a few brief seconds, his milky seed spilling out onto the couch before he followed after it, his whole body limp. The snake panted for a few moments before drawing himself out, wiping his shaft against the passed out gecko's butt and cleaning up.
The snake just chuckled to himself as he pulled the gecko up into a sitting position and started dressing him again, even as he kept a wary eye towards the window. He wanted to make sure there were no surprises at all, especially something that just so happened to be going on right at his door.
Parker had orgasmed long ago, licking her fingers clean as she watched the gecko get dressed up and put back into his uniform, while Fikri sat down on his chair and started saying something about waking up, coming back to himself. And sure enough, the gecko woke back up, his eyes fluttering open without that purple glow behind them. A smile creased the reptile's lips as he stood and full-on kissed the snake, their tongues twining in passion for a few brief moments, their eyes clenching shut. Both moaned each other's names a few times before they broke apart, moving back to standing still.
"Did you enjoy... ‘pet'?" The snake smiled knowingly, giving a wink towards the gecko. But that was all Parker heard, moving back away from the door and then rushing outside to the café across the street, ordering herself a coffee and making it look like she'd been there for a few minutes, checking her watch as she waited for her actual appointment time.
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When the blue jay walked in, it was almost as if nothing had happened. The gecko was sitting back at his desk, and even looked up when Parker walked in, a smile creasing his lips. "Ah, Miss... Chessfield, was it? Fikri is waiting for you in his office, go right on in. You're his only patient for today." Parker gave a quick and curt nod before following his finger and walking into the office.
The couch had been cleaned, and rather quickly, but her eyesight picked up the little bit of residue that had been missed on the back corner. She must've looked at the couch for a little too long when the psychiatrist cleared his throat and chuckled.
"Something wrong with my furniture, Parker?" The snake gave a very amiable smile, his eyes narrowed just a bit. The blue jay felt something tug at her thoughts, but she shook it off and chuckles faintly before laying down on the couch.
"No, no. Not at all sir." She sighed a little bit as she looked at the ceiling again, her head feeling just a touch fuzzy and wired from the almost dangerous amount of coffee she'd drunk at the café.
"So, have you put any thought into your diagnosis, Ms. Chessfield? I'm sure you must've at least looked up ‘kleptomania' on whatever gadgets you use nowadays." The snake fairly chuckled at his own wit, picking up his pad and paper from the side table near him.
"I did. It said that the only thing that might help is some pills or even extensive psychotherapy... and frankly, neither option seems all that good. The pills might affect my... talents. And I don't want to make my parents go through any more money on this than they have to." The blue jay gave an aggravated chirp to the ceiling. "Isn't there a quicker way to get me out of here, happy and free of this stupid mental disease?" She found herself looking over at the snake as his mouth split into a grin.
"Like I did with my receptionist earlier?" The snake smiled warmly, his eyes glinting with a hint of knowing.
"Yeah like... th-..." She blinked at her own admission, then looked the snake in the eyes, her voice dropping low. "You knew I'd been watching you?" Her throat suddenly felt tight and parched as she saw a glow starting to form in the snake's eyes.
"Yes, I knew. And I must admit, it was quite the turn-on to feel someone else's eyes on me while I made love to my pet. He's such a good boy, as I'm sure you saw. You see... I have a bit of a talent too. It's just that my talent is so widespread among other snakes and reptiles that people underestimate just how good I am at it." The snake produced a pendant from his shirt pocket, a medallion with a be-fanged serpent on the front as he started to slowly flick it back and forth in front of Parker's gaze.
"I... I'm sorry I spied... please just don't hurt me... I know you can't control my actions when I'm hypnotized, but I know you c... can suggest things... plant things in my head..." Parker felt her throat getting tighter, but not uncomfortably slow. Just an insistent pressure on her voice to calm it and silence it.
"I will do nothing of the sort, my family forbids it. The only thing that I will change in that wonderful head of yours is that darned urge to steal and hoard. But beyond that, it will be up to you..." He breathed slowly as he focused his will on her mind, forcing her heart to slow and her mind to slowly shut down, even as her irises took on that customary indigo glow to them. "Now... find yourself being drawn down... you are so comfortable upon that couch and you just want to relax..."
The blue jay gave a little whimper but she found herself calming down quickly and efficiently, her body and mind essentially shutting down, except for her ears and a very dulled sense of touch. Her hearing picked up the snake putting away his pendant again and heard him slowly approaching, grabbing onto her beak and giving her a little shake, to test her alertness. When she didn't move or groan, he gave a small chuckle.
"So my dear, you're in that cozy little sphere... where nothing can disturb you and you hear nothing but me and me alone. My voice is so calming so blissfully wonderful to your ears, like the finest symphony. You just want to listen to it, don't you?" Parker's head nodded slowly, drawing a small smile from the snake. "So... the first thing that I'm going to put in that head of yours is that you don't like stealing. It's wrong, morally and now it will feel physically wrong. You'll get a headache if you take something from someone without their permission. Of course, that's only if you know that it is theirs. If you take something of theirs on accident, your left ear will itch as a reminder... Repeat that for me, Ms. Chessfield."
The words came off of the blue jay's tongue like it had been recited over and over again, and in her state it most likely had. "I will have a headache when I take something I know isn't mine, and my left ear will burn when I don't know it's theirs..." Her words were muttered, but the snake's ears picked them up perfectly.
"Good girl... but now let's talk about just how much you saw of my pet and I. What did you see when you came in for your appointment early?" The snake purred, settling back into his chair to hear her drone out the experience.
"I came in and sat down... thought no one was there... ‘til I heard the couch squeak like someone... like someone was getting on it... I looked in and saw you and the receptionist..." She murmured, her brow furrowed a bit as her hypnotized mind drew out the details of the encounter. "It was incredible... I've seen guys do it before but... that was the first time I'd masturbated to it..."
Fikri's felt an eye ridge lift up as he heard that. He'd expected a lot of words come out of her, but to hear that she'd masturbated while watching? That was quite the admission, even under hypnosis. And to him, there was no better knowledge in the world... but now his mind was turning to different things.
"Parker... do you find either my receptionist or I attractive? Sexually, I mean." He waited breathlessly for a few moments before the blue jay nodded. His breath caught as he almost stuttered out the next part, but managing to keep his calm. "Would you mind a sexual encounter with me?"
This time it was almost three minutes before Parker nodded again, then murmured out a quick. "Yes... you were drop dead gorgeous from what I saw... you seemed so passionate... and I never would've assumed you were bi..." The snake felt himself chuckling at that.
"Well to be quite frank... neither did I until today, my dear. But I suppose such questions of my sexuality should be saved until some other time. Now... do you want to go through some fantasies you might've had while you were masturbating to my pet and me?" The snake grinned wide as he saw the blue jay nod once more.
"Mm... well then, strip for me dear, and I'll treat you to your fantasies... and maybe some of my own." He chuckled softly and sat back as he watched the blue jay open her eyes, that familiar purple tinge staring back at him as she grinned wide. Slowly her top was taken off, revealing her young, firm bosom, the breasts having a wonderfully youthful bounce to them even with her bra cupping them. Her pants were the next to go, revealing her still soaked panties, the warm fragrance of feminine arousal coming to the snake's nostrils and stirring his arousal to peaks he'd never known before.
No longer could the snake hold back as he moved in, sealing his lips against the bird's and kissing her deeply, his fingers questing downwards and pulling down her panties, pushing two fingers to her slit and slowly pumping the digits inside of her. His mouth kissed downwards to her breasts, his scaled lips locking about one of her nipples as he suckled along it. Both were giving into their passions, and both were breathless with bliss and arousal.
Finally Fikri broke from the blue jay with a small moan and let his heated breath wash over her neck, grinding his tented trousers against her. "Mmm... Parker... Strip me now... I can't wait anymore..." The blue jay gave a small, but musical chirp, and reached down to unbutton his pants, letting the serpent's shaft finally spring free. The snake quickly shed the rest of his clothes and pushed the bird onto the couch, aligning himself with her most sacred treasure.
"O... Oh... Mr. Vraeson... F... Fikri..." Parker managed to whimper out, her eyes clenching shut as she pushed herself back against the snake's turgid shaft, and gasped out once she felt it penetrate her. Both of them shivered, holding each other like that for several long seconds before Fikri got the nerve to push himself deeper. Soon his shaft was hilted inside of her, his fleshy barbs tickling at her insides oh-so perfectly. The serpent gave a pleasant hiss, his tongue darting against Parker's beak where it was quickly captured and entwined with the blue jay's own, making out as the snake pulled back out and drew a moan from them both.
The heat of the moment quickly swept them both away to those most primal of urges, their bodies dancing that carnal dance of passion and lust. Fikri's motions sped up as he breathed her name again and again, his eyes clenching shut as he pulled his member in and out to the tempo of their passions. "P... P... Parker... I... I'm c.... c... coming!" He buried his shaft in one last time, and let out a loud cry, his warm seed spilling deep into the blue jay's tunnel, their voices rising in twin ecstasy.
And just as quickly as that moment of passion had come, it was gone, leaving them both breathless and moaning to each other, even as Parker's trance slowly broke... both of them savored each other's company, and they shared yet another passionate kiss.
"S... so... P... Parker... I have a pet, but... but not a lover... w... would you like to be mine?" The snake flashed a small smile, nuzzling the bird underneath.
"I... I'd have to be a fool to say no..." Their hands found each other, fingers interlaced and they kissed again, savoring each other's company... oh there was sure to be many dates between them both...