Wyvern for sale! Extra lean!

Story by somethingelse on SoFurry

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#2 of Flight of the wingless wyvern

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It's pitch black all around you but that is far from the top of your mind as the sense that you are falling is overwhelming. You try grabbing air with your outstretched wings but nothing stops the intense sensation of a sudden unavoidable death. Your focus on falling began to notice a heavy spray of water hitting the right side of your body as a deafening crack tears through your consciousness ripping you back into reality. The low rumble of thunder gives way to the sound of heavy rain as it washes away what was left of last night. It was gray and cloudy, everyone and everything stayed inside for most of the day. You laid there for nearly the whole day bored out of your mind, when you noticed the figure of two griffins approaching. One was part horse with his long, thick, cock swaying from side to side as he walked. The other looked traditional part bird part cat. You clench your teeth, closed your eyes, and got ready for another mounting but instead you feel licking and preening all across your naked skin. You open your eye finding both griffins busily bathing you and cleaning you the only way they knew how. After some time of licking everywhere both ended up competing for space to lick your vent. You were leaking your tangy juices out as they kept licking them up. It did not take long for you to climax basting their faces in wyvern juice. This didn't deter the tongues, if anything they doubled their effort. You noticed both the female and the male were leaking profusely onto the ground as another climax rocked your body. The male broke off leaving the female to continue licking your cloaca, endlessly cleaning it as more of your love juices trickled out. You watched the male as he attempted to mount the female, but she got away. She hopped onto the table and straddled your body as she started licking you again while pre from both her feline puss and her bird cloaca drizzled onto your long neck and large chest. He jumped up too, you watch his muscled stallion rear as he mounts her, this time she seemed as if she didn't even notice. Her stud found what he was looking for and wasted no time in hilting himself inside her body, she suddenly stopped licking you and she raised her head and screamed. He fucked her hard The motions basting you in both their bird juices now freely flowing from their respective cloacas. Suddenly orgasm rocked their bodies, you watch a stream of bird cum leave the studs hole and hammer the side of your face, her cloacal orgasm creams the insides of his legs, his two large dangling horse testis, and the base of his long hard penis. She squats down effectively pulling him from her depths dumping horse and cat cum onto your chest as she continues to lick you. The stud curls around your head and promptly falls asleep leaving his semi erect member as your new pillow. The female coaxed one last orgasm from you and decided to sleep as well, her creamed pussy dribbling onto you. The studs penis still leaked and throbbed as you rested your head on it, you yawned allowing your mouth to remain open draping your tongue across his maleness tasting both him and her essences on that meaty shaft. You relieve yourself sending a stream of urine out from your fuck hole as you fall asleep with newfound warmth on top of your body. You wake up to your cloaca being filled as the stud griffin finishes inside of you letting out a good stream of urine washing down the insides of your bowels. He stayed in you looking very proud of his new mate as the female griffin got up urinated on your head and neck then waited in line to use your cloaca. Most of the males were back to relieve themselves in you. This became your life for more than a month as your fit body atrophied shrinking itself around your bones. You could see your large keel and tiny rib cage without any large wing muscles to hide them. Your gastralia created odd looking points out the sides of your abdomen. Your leg bones looked like they were shrink wrapped in skin letting you see the truly strange pelvis you had jutting out from your body. You were barely able to stay alive by swallowing copious amounts of cum and urine or absorbing it through the walls of your large intestine. But none of this mattered, you were being unstrapped and forced into a cage on a trailer. It was hard to walk taking lots of effort to balance with you severely atrophied muscles. You manage to make it to the cage under your own power. During the short walk you became aware your sunken cloaca was leaking onto your pubic boot, dripping from its tip onto the ground. The cage is closed and the sounds of a clapped out diesel truck clatters to life spewing acrid black smoke skyward. You are pulled along the dirt paths to the nearest large town. Your heart drops as you realize you are being left at an animal auction / slaughter house in fear that you will become someone's fancy meal. You wondered if anyone would want you as a sex or work slave just to save you from the knife and becoming someone's liver pâté. You decide to hike up your tail pressing its base between the bars, your skinny pubic boot barely slipping between them, giving potential purchasers a very good look at what you had to offer. This attracted a few passersby who stopped, some even teased and prodded your opening, but no one purchased you. You fell asleep as night fell leaving your butt jammed between the bars your snout stuck out the other end of your tiny cell.