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It was 4:30 am on a Tuesday and the roar of the city's nightlife had stifled to a dull droning of cars shuffling home from parties and far too drunk men escorting homely girls back to slummy apartments. This was normal life, as far as Crash was concerned. Floating aimlessly from one hookup to the next, looking for the next high, the next fix, the next... something.

The gryphon lady lay in her bed alone tonight though, in nothing but an oversize black t-shirt and some pink stripped panties with a growing wet spot on them. It was one of 'those' times, where the bird girl's fertility was at its peak and so was her libido. It was only responsible that she not go out in her current 'condition'. Even if she thought she had the self control not to go home with anyone, the smell coming off her was sure to attract more than a few less than savory types.

She sighed, peeling her panties off her moistened snatch and slid them down to mid-thigh, teasing her clit idly with the tip of one of her talons. Masturbation alone wouldn't be enough to fill the void though. She plunged two fingers into her greedy hole and pumped them frantically, trying to find some sort of release, but she knew it wouldn't come. Only a nice, big cock pounding her cervix and claiming her pussy until she couldn't walk would be the thing that could satisfy her in her current state. At least without a little help.

Crash rolled over on her size, still feverishly stroking herself with one hand while the other reached for the drawer of her nightstand. She yanked it open and rifled around through her things before pulling out a little bag filled with a fine white powder. She shifted herself so she could keep rubbing with one hand while the other emptied out the little bit of powder remaining, using a playing card to cut it up and shape it into a thin line. She pressed a finger over one of her nostrils, bending over the table and sharply snorting the white stuff up into her nose. There was a moment of pain stinging all the way through her nasal cavity, then an absolutely orgasmic rush. Stars seemed to swim around her head and all the colors of the room seemed suddenly more vibrant. Every single touch, no matter how soft or slight, felt like the most wonderful thing in the world.

She slid another finger into her starving cunt, thrusting with renewed vigor as she flopped back on her bed, moaning louder and louder with each slurp of her scaly fingers rubbing in and out. She gingerly pressed the blunt part oh her talon against her cervix and pumped herself faster and faster, her breath getting louder and more frantic as a spring of carnal need welled up inside her. One, two, three more strokes and it burst sending spasms ripping through her entire body and flooding her with a satisfactory warmth.

It took several moments for her to come down from her orgasmic high and several more before before she began to feel the drugs' effect loosening its hold over her. She grudgingly pulled her dirty panties back on and began to paw through her paraphernalia drawer looking for more. Alas, it seems like that was the end of her stash.

She knew it was almost impossible for her to get off without help. She'd need more if she was going to get through the next few days without fucker herself into a raw, unsatisfied mess. She picked up her phone and punched in the number for her 'supplier' as he preferred being called.

"James? Hey, it's Crash... listen, I'm out, and I kinda need an emergency run. You think you could do me a favor and do a drop off? I-I can't go out right now. I'm dealing with some... stuff." The only response she received was a gruff grunt and a click.

James was a handsome buck, far from many stereotypical deer-men. He was huge, barrel chested, and chiseled like a Roman god. A massive and impressive rack of antlers adorned his head, and he could deliver an equally impressive prick from the other end too. James was never the sort wanting for women, or indeed anything in life. He simply took what he desired and left the rest for other people to clean up.

It was hardly thirty minutes before he appeared at the young woman's door, dressed in rather flashy attire. He let himself in rather unceremoniously and with a quick glance around fished a little bag of powder out of his pocket and dropped it on her table.

"Hey James. Sorry I'm kind of a mess... one of 'those' weeks, ya know? ... any rate, I'll uh, get my wallet." Crash was sort of nervous under his cool and aloof glare as he leered down at her much smaller frame. Though she bought from him frequently she knew he was a strong and possibly dangerous man. She was always very cautious when dealing with him. She dashed over to her pants which had been discarded on her bed and bent over to fish her wallet out of them.

As she hooked her talons around her wallet her body lurched forward as something hit her from behind. She glanced over her shoulder to see the buck glaring down, his cold stare heating up as his nostrils flared and took in the scent of animal in heat.

"One of 'those' weeks, eh? And that's why you really called me out here isn't it?" the deer spoke, his voice rolling like a distant thunderstorm. "Ready to finally do something about that flat tummy of yours girlie?" In a flash he had unfastened his pants and pulled out his already stiffening cock.

"No, No! James, no!" Crash tried to retaliate but one hand effortlessly pinned the gryphon down as the other peeled her panties down once more. A nice puddle of sexual fluids greeted him as, despite her protests, she had already gotten wet and ready for him. He smiled to himself, putting more force on her back to keep her pinned as he lined himself up and thrust into her cunt.

"J-James, please, no. I-I don't want this," she begged as the buck began to rut. The moment his cock was out he was beyond reason though, he began to thrust and crash into her with overwhelming force, his massive member smashing into her cervix with almost painful force as he mated her. She was being bred like any other bitch in heat, whether she liked it or not. It was out of both of their hands at this point, all she could do is lie back and take it.

Crash whimpered and made weak, pathetic noises, prompting James to slap her with the back of his hand. He took care to not even break his rhythm as he punished her. "Shut up slut and accept it. The only thing women are any use for is having fawns. Get use to that fact now. Your only purpose is being fucked full of young. Remember it."

Crash nodded submissively, and her cunt gushed all over his dick. She'd never had a man talk to her in such a way before, nor had one ever just simply thrown her down and started having their way with her. The whole thing was very... primal. It was erotic in the way it stoked all those deeply carnal fires.

She could hardly dwell on how good being told she was a useless breeding machine felt though as pain erupted in the back if her cunt. He had been fucking and pounding her so hard with his massive cock he'd managed to penetrate her cervix. She cried out in pain, which James responded by hitting her again.

"Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up? You should be grateful, your eggs are getting express delivery," he sneered as he pumped directly into her womb. "Ready to be a mom you filthy little whore?" he jeered as his hands tightened around her hips. He pulled her back onto him as far as she could, stretching her to her limits as he seated himself inside her.

Crash felt the sense of impending doom, of know she had to get off him NOW before it was too late. If he came inside her like she was now she'd undoubtedly get pregnant. She writhed and wriggled, trying her hardest to escape but to no avail. Her squirming protests only turned the rutting buck on even more so and he pumped her on his dick as if she were a living fleshlight.

Suddenly his cock swelled even more, flaring inside of her as he came inside forcefully. His dick pulsed and spasmed, dumping an absolutely unreal amount of semen inside his little bird girl victim. She tried to pull herself free, to empty the cum filling her up, but she was stuck fast on his prick. She had no choice but to submit to the stud breeding her with his massive load of seed.

He continued to cum inside her for what felt like forever, occasionally stopping for a time before giving a few more thrusts and starting up again. He usually flat tummy began to swell a little bit sheerly from the amount of his jizzim inside her. When he finally went soft and came loose she flopped onto her side, gingerly stroking her swollen, cum filled belly.

"Enjoy your baby, cunt. This bag's on the house," James said, tucking himself back into his pants and heading for the door as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

Crash wanted to call out, to yell at him, attack him, ask him to wait, but her voice was gone and she watched him walk through the door without a word. She was left alone to lay their with her thoughts, rubbing her stomach and contemplating the effects this night would have on her. Jame's words echo'd through her head, sending a chill down her spine.

She ran her talons over her tummy and felt something odd overwhelm her. Peace. The contentment of knowing one's place, their duty in life, and fulfilling it. Women were made to breed. Deep inside her wrecked and battered body a new life was already planted. Soon it would begin to grow in her belly and change her forever.