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The French Quarter had always been known for a certain flair for voodoo and magic. Little shops were tucked away in alleys and even along the main streets. Anyone could stop by and buy a spell for the change in their pocket or even learn a bit magic if they were patient enough. Tarot readers set themselves up outside of the great Cathedral in Jackson Square and there were sections with wavering candle light that chased away the darkness. It was a place where gas lights still burned outside of shops and it had never lost the old world charm. Not even when the partiers came and began to set up wild events on Bourbon street. The drinking and wildness never quite touched places that practiced the older arts.

It was in a small alley shop that a particular voodoo 'priest' had set up his own corner of the market. It was off the beaten path and between two buildings that nearly made it impossible to see, but those that knew the way found it well enough. The only hint that it existed was a discreet sign with swirling blue flames overlaid over a set of cards. There wasn't even a name, but there didn't have to be. The ones that found their way the Blue Flame were the ones that needed to find it. They were the ones that needed help or advice or even were interesting enough to perk the owner's interest. Avalerion didn't believe in making his presence known if he could avoid it. It would be bad for business and especially dangerous if he was found out.

The azure gryphon had found his way to this plane years ago after he had grown tired of his own realm. There, gryphons were plentiful and society built around them rather than some of the lower species. He had grown frustrated in the society that gave them an entitled sense that made most of them, especially the hens, almost unbearable to be around. When he had come to maturity it had been expected that he find a partner of his own, but the hens he knew were the last thing he desired. After nearly a decade of half-hearted searching, he had finally given up and decided to try his hand at world hopping. He wanted to find something different, something exotic, someplace with females that didn't make him feel as if they were doing him a favor by talking to him.

It had just been chance that he'd arrived during the Mardi Gras and no one had looked twice at the draft horse sized gryphon. His long glittering tail feathers and the rise of his crest had caught attention, but it had been praise for his costume rather than shouts of fear. He'd been bemused, but had gone along with it as he paraded about the French Quarter and threw out false sparks to the crowd. He'd managed to procure quite a few beads for those inebriated ladies who had peeked beneath his 'costume' and saw the hefty weight of his sheath and balls. He still couldn't believe that they thought he'd made a costume anatomically correct.

It had taken a little bit of magic to change himself into something a little less conspicuous and large after the Mardi Gras. The anthropomorphic version of himself was about human size, though he had had to make his wings disappear rather than make them obvious. His large raptorial features and the deep azure feathers that rose up in a crest on his head had carefully made to look like a mask. It had taken him a bit of time, but he found a tight deep royal blue vest with gold trim to wear and had even grudgingly put on a dark black kilt. He still didn't enjoy pants, they annoyed him and he hated the feel of anything constricting his bits. The kilt gave him some freedom of movement and let air beneath it. How humans covered themselves up with tight pants he had no idea.

He'd set up the Blue Flame for a bit of money once he'd figured out that most of the city was centered around Voodoo. He'd gone to a hundred different shops during the endless parties that erupted during the night. His features caused less comment when he was out in the dark and during the parties. He'd found the voodoo shops were mostly a bit of sparkle, flash and mystery. There wasn't even a sniff of magic found there and he would have found it out if there had been, he knew the taste of magic intimately. The phoenix part of him was attracted to true magic, but the closest he had come to it had been a broken down little shop that boasted tarot readings. And that hadn't been enough magic to spark even a candle.

The Blue Flame boasted the one thing that every other shop didn't have, real magic. He just covered it up with a bit of flash and sparkle to make it appear as if he were doing voodoo. He could have made a killing if he weren't so picky, but he didn't want the secret of his 'costume' out, nor did he like the loud drunken college boys that seemed to crowd other voodoo shops. So he laid out a spell that would draw in those that most needed his magic and those who could keep their tongues still. For three years he'd been running his little shop and had started to become a regular legend around the Quarter. He'd had it from a good source that many people tried to hunt his shop down, but few actually found it. And few had the nerve to approach him when he padded out to take a look around or do his own shopping. And that's how he wanted it to remain.

Human women interested and intrigued him. He had many pass through his doors and had even revealed his true self to a few as they passed an evening together. A plan had started to form that he would find one that he could claim as more than simply an evening romp. He wanted a female with spark and flare to partner him, he wanted one that would bear fine strong eggs for him and that he could steal away to his own plane. Even thinking about the softness of their form was enough to make his sheath thicken and his mind slip away to feeling that soft pale skin start to change to feathers and fur.

The gryphon perched on the edge of a modified stool in the darkness of his shop and shook his head to chase away the rising of passion. The ripple of false fire that ran along his feathers cast blue light around the edges of room, but mostly gave him enough light to read by. The sweet scent of incense and male musk tickled his beak as he flipped his way through a book he'd picked up earlier in the day. His eyes didn't quite pick out the words, but it served to give him something to do as he waited. He had spent the last few nights following a woman through the crowded streets of New Orleans. His magic had covered him as he picked out his prey with a lust that was barely contained by his veneer of civilization. He had spotted her on Rue Chartres and had been instantly enchanted.

At six feet tall she had seemed exotic and made her friends look like pale attempts at beauty. Her red hair had fell down the line of her back while the brilliant green of her eyes had enchanted him. The human had a spark to her that made him nearly snatch her from the midst of her friends, but he had held his hand back with difficulty. He had stalked and watched as the bright flame of her personality had shown itself with casual conversations with her friends. She laughed easily and had a wit that made her all the more attractive. She wasn't a meek trembling little human as he had become accustomed too, but something that combined the fire of a gryphon hen without the haughty spoiled ways his kind possessed.

He had laid his trap carefully by luring one of her friends to him for a tarot reading and gifting her with a card to pass on to one of her friends that might enjoy his magic. He had carefully woven a spell with his words to ensure that the card was given to the one he wished it to go too. The spell was a wicked piece of work that he prided himself on. It had been based not only on a summoning, but had carefully made use of sexual overtones. The 'ink' he had used to print on the card had carefully been gathered from the dark blue of his shaft. The metallic blue precum was rich with musk and phoenix magic as he painted out the alley and name of his shop. She would come, she would come and she would be his by the time dawn came. No human could resist the virile magic he had implanted on the card. Not even a fiery one such as he had found.

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Crystal frowned at the dark alley and crossed her arms over her chest as she called out again. The annoyance grew as she looked at the alley and the cracked walls that loomed at either side of her. She'd been given a card from a friend with an address on it done up in dark blue ink that seemed to glow. She moved her finger back and forth over a bit as she tried to find any hint of a building. It would be just her luck that she'd been tricked out of going to the party and landed in the back end of the Quarter away from the bars and fun. She'd been told that there was a voodoo shop that carried some of the most amazing magic that anyone had ever seen. Real magic, not the dried out alligator heads and chicken feet that other places sold.

"If you look too hard, you're not going to find it." A purring voice drawled out from the darkness to her left. "Though it's quite fun watching you try and find it."

"Where are you?" Crystal turned towards the sound of the voice and let out a squeak as a pair of vivid deep blue eyes watched her from a patch of black.

"Right here." The purr responded and a hard curved beak appeared below the eyes and a spread of brilliant azure feathers framed the eyes and beak.

The human gave an involuntary step back as she watched the feathers ripple as if they were being fluffed. A pale blue light seemed to spill from them and chase away the darkness so that it resolved itself in a tall graceful costumed man. The head held gracefully bobbing feathers and a set of jaunty ear tufts before thickening to a ruff of feathers around the neck. The feathers were smoothed down over a vest that wrapped over the chest before they started to thin down and soften towards belly. Plush velvety fur peeked out of the edge of what looked like a kilt and the bent legs ended in a padded set of paws.

"Jesus.." Crystal stepped back as the costumed man gave a graceful bow. Somehow the feathers along the back of his neck roused making him appear larger.

"My lady, welcome to the Blue Flame." An avian looking hand reached out as the beak parted in a grin. Even the tongue moved inside the dark maw! "I am Avalerion, proprietor of this humble place and I have waited for you for far too long."

"I'm.. Crystal. And me?" Crystal stiffened a little as the hand lifted up higher and she hesitated before slipping her fingers into it. "Why have you been waiting for me?"

"Come, come into my shop, my lady. I have something just for you." The costumed man stepped to one side and revealed a dark door that had been hidden behind him. "I promise you, you will find nothing like it in all the world."

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Ava watched the tall human step into his parlor and his throat vibrated in a deep purr of pleasure as he closed the door. The scent of her was almost spicy as he parted his beak and drew it in. She was nearly his height when she passed by him and his feathers shivered before he exerted just a bit of his magic to light the candles around the room with sparks of blue flame. It illuminated the modest shop and revealed the table he had pressed into one corner and the shelves that held a bit of this and that. It didn't look like most of the voodoo shops, but it suited him.

"Why were you expecting me?" The human turned and gave him a narrow eyed look.

"Because I was, isn't that what a voodoo man does? Anticipate what appears before him?" His tail lashed back and forth restlessly as he stepped close enough to force her backwards.

"So why did I come here, then?" Crystal gave him a challenging look that sent a thrill through him. His short toes flexed against the ground and he lowered his head just a touch.

"For me. You came here to be with me, lovely Crystal." His beak clicked slightly as the fire rippled along his back. "You came here because you were never meant to be this soft human creature."

The amusement in Crystal's eyes teased him as she crossed her hands lightly over the swell of her breasts. Those soft smooth breasts that he knew from experience with other humans would taste so sweet on his tongue. Her laughter came out huskily, but he didn't give her a chance to make a reply. He had waited too long to banter about. He let his magic go with a sigh of relief. It wasn't a spell to change himself, but the removal of the constraining spell that forced him into a humanesque form. His wings tore apart his chest as he grew larger and dwarfed the room when his arms changed into a powerful set of forepaws. His tail flared out behind him as a rippling of false sparks spilled over his feathers and danced along the floor.

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Crystal watched Avalerion with a mingling of amusement and disappointment. The words were just like nearly every other voodoo parlor she had seen or been too. The same 'mysterious' comments that were supposed to make her think that he knew everything and not even a hint of real power. The shop was shabby and small looking, and smelled strangely of some sort of musk that made her wrinkle her nose a touch. She was nearly ready to walk out, but something changed the costumed man in front of her. Blue flames erupted around the creature as Avalerion reared up and up and up! He started to grow and she stumbled back away as massive wings flared open to block the door behind him.

"My lovely Crystal, such a fitting name." The creature purred out from the large black beak.

"What are you?!" She scrambled backwards when it stepped forward and shredded the last of the kilt away from his hips.

"Yours." Ava clacked his beak and lowered his head until she found herself staring into one large blue eye. "I'm a gryphon, like you are."

"Like.. What's going on?" She stumbled and fell back against the wall as the large blue form towered over her. The sharp scent of musk grew on the air as the flicker of sparks tickled down over her.

"You'll see, my lovely one. You are mine." The gryphon's voice came out in a thick rich purr as his beak pushed up along her stomach.

The hard edge of the beak brushed against her bare stomach as her shirt was forced up. Sparks flashed and she winced as she expected to feel hot fire burning against her skin, but the heat it roused didn't come from flames. The heat sank deep inside of her as a rasping tongue slipped out to drag right along the curve of her stomach. It trailed upwards and pushed her shirt higher as feathers tickled against her cheeks. Crystal moved her hands out to try and shove the head away, but her fingers sank into the rich soft feathers and flared with warmth. The creature's purr vibrated through her body as flames started twisting and curling around her body.

Her skin was warmed by it, but not burned even though her clothing started to catch on fire. The blue flames turned the shirt and jeans into ashes as she tried to wriggle away. Her rump hit the ground and she felt the wood against the bare curve of her ass. The large forepaws moved to either side of her until her vision was filled with the large blue creature looming over her. The feathers brushed along her while a hot curl of the tongue trailed up between her breasts and seemed to spike the heat rushing through her. The musk that had been teasing her earlier spiked into something much more. It made her stomach clench up as she drew in a breath and leaned backwards.

She realized too late that where the tongue was bathing her, a line of feathers had started to blossom. The heat of the breath teased her and kept her too distracted to do more than catch a hint of scarlet. The forepaws slipped inwards and curled just against her hips so she was pulled forward and found herself being tugged beneath the large gryphon. His hot breath tickled beneath the curve of her breasts as he licked his way upwards and nibbled over the arch of her neck. Feathers trailed higher while she moved her hands up to push against his chest and tasted the virile scent of him as wings spread over her and hid the rest of the room from sight.

"Stop.." Crystal choked the words out, but they were lost as she felt tickling feathers caress right along the curve of her belly.

"You don't want me to stop, lovely one." The voice purred against her neck before the tongue curled beneath the edge of her jaw. "I will make you a wonder."

The brushing of the tongue flicked up higher until it traced her ears and the changes continued. The slick hot tongue called them to the surface while her mind felt fogged over under the heady mix of magic and musk. Crimson feathers sparked and flickered as they trailed over her cheek and the joined the ones running along her chest. One of the large forepaws slipped around her hip and gave a pull that tugged her further beneath him. The gentle pressure turned her over until the hard beak gripped the scruff of her neck with a purr. She wriggled and twisted as the feathers and fur slipped up along her back and rubbed along the line of her spine. The hot puff of his breath tickled against the back of her neck making her cry out.

The agile forepaw slipped down and she let out a startled cry as one toe slipped down to caress the smooth naked mound of her sex. Her back arched upwards and another shudder rocked through her as the magic flared again. The feathers wove themselves into her hair and lengthened the strands to form a crest as the digit caressed in circles right along the rise of her clit. Her body responded to the drake's touch while she let out short gasping breaths and bucked forward against him. Avalerion shifted above her and the line of feathers slid along her spine as something hard and slippery rubbed up along the length of her spine.

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Avalerion drew in the scent of the female beneath him and couldn't stop the croon that formed in his throat as she struggled past his magic. It was a magic born of his own body and woven into a potent sexual charged spell to change her body. It was linked with his touch and passion so where his tongue and feathers caressed he called the magic forth. Her body grew feathers and shifting against his chest and belly as he pushed her onto all fours beneath him. The sweet feminine heat tickled through his nares while he ran his digit along the plump warmth of her sex. He caught right against her clit until he heard a soft whimpering moan escape her.

His hold on her mind was light, he let her have her choice to give into his magic and lusts, his changes to her. He could feel the brilliant crimson feathers meshing with his blue as her ears began to lengthen into ear tufts. Her pale human skin was still visible along her sides and the plush rise of her breasts. He tensed his beak against the scruff of her neck and pushed his hips forward as his barbed length teased right along the curve of her back. The thick metallic blue precum oozed out to puddle against the soft lower back while he teased her. His tail lashed back and forth behind him before he began to crouch his hips.

"You want this, don't you, lovely lady?" He murmured and released the scruff of her feathering neck.

"Please." The voice was tight and he could see her eyes flashing wildly with a rim of white. Humans were oh so susceptible to magic when it was in the hand of one who knew how to wield it.

The girl was fogged with a mingling of his magic and the changing of her body reacting the potent virile scent and feel of him. He let out a soft growl and slipped his paw free of her soft mound to curl against her hip. He gave a firm pull that raised them upwards towards the curve of his haunches. The dark blue glistening length of his cock pulled along the lower portion of her back and trailed towards the curve of her ass. His forepaw wrapped around her upper leg and gave a tug to force it outwards. Where his thick viscous precum dribbled free more feathers formed and her body began to grow larger and more flexible.

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It was so hard to think, so hard to try and fight back as the animalistic gryphon pinned her down and pulled her hips upwards. She could feel the feathers rippling down her back and when she cried out something was wrong with her head. Her lips were hardening and vision wavering, but the fear that that brought was lost at the sensations Avalerion was creating. Something hard and slippery pulled down to leave wetness trailing down the length of her rump cheeks. She writhed and gave the leg he gripped a pull as it dropped down and the cock brushed right against the plump hairless folds of her sex. Precum drooled out in a hot dribble to run down along the outer curve of her lips as the hips rolled forward.

Her back shoved against the thick feathered chest while the weight pressed more firmly down against her. The beak returned to scruff her as the hips rolled forward and she let out a short hard cry. It didn't come out as a human noise, but a high pitched scree when the tip forced her tight folds open. The hot ooze of precum spilled inside of her as the tapered gryphon's cock forced it's way inwards. Inch by slow inch she was left twisting and squirming beneath him while her silken walls spread open wider and wider. It was nothing like a human's shaft, it was almost too hot and the strange shape caressed her passage as she flexed her claws down against the wood beneath her.

Claws? She stared down at her changed fingers and the avian toes that ended in sharp dark claws. The fear that the change roused in her was lost as the furred blue hips shoved forward firmly and drove the cock deeper inside of her. Her walls clamped down around him as Avalerion groaned against the back of her neck. The bite of the hard beak started to grow less sharp as feathers blossomed into a thick ruff around her neck. All of the fear washed away in the passion as the shaft drove itself deeper and she felt something thicker slip past her folds. The fore knot driving inwards while the drake's back arched above her to battle past the tightness of her still human-like lower body.

It didn't take more than a few forceful thrusts forward to drive the tip right up against the barrier of her cervix. She twisted and let out a hissing cry through her forming beak. The drake's hips drew back and her entire body bucked back against him as the fleshy barbs flared open and tickled through her passage before he was driving into her again. Something thicker pushed up against her plump lips as the back hunched over and started the slow plunging thrusts into her. The barbs should have been painful, but the stroke of them made her lower belly feel almost afire as she clenched and squeezed around him. The thick spill of precum mingled with her own desire as she crouched her upper body down against the ground.

Her forelegs tucked neatly beneath her as she brought the tips of her feet down against the ground. The fur spilled down them as they changed and braced her for the shorter hard thrusts that sent the tip hammering up against her cervix. The flaring barbs pulled and made something inside of her contract as she called out again. Her ear tufts flattened against her head as her hind legs spread open wider for the drake. The hot scent of him flooded her beak while his fore paw slipped up to cup just along her stomach. The touch of the talons sent a spark through her body and her walls clamped down tight around the fore knot that drove into her and nearly pushed her hind paws off the ground.

The steady play of the barbs inside of her, the thick drool of precum and the brush of the talons started to change her deep inside. The magic flowing and shifting her subtly until the tickling of the barbs started to make her ovulate for him. The air growing hot with another scent, something female and spicy as the need made her eyes blur and lose some human part of herself in the heat of the moment. Her paws dug in and ground herself back as her soft sex fluttered and tightened as it began to shift into the Y shaped fur folds of a hen.

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Ava flexed his beak around Crystal's neck as he felt the magic flowing through her. The wings that formed along her back caressed his sides as he spread his hips around her and started to hammer in shorter faster hits. Her changing body heated up around him as bright crimson sparks spilled from his hen's feathers. The hot sweet scent of estrus flooded his beak as his changes centered in her lower belly and the changing uterus. Coaxing her to release her fertile eggs for him as he hammered hard and faster. The tip of his knot started to spread open wider and force her to stretch snug around him so that his barbs could dig that much further inside of her.

She was tight, so tight and clutching about him that he was barely able to keep his mind on the magic. He could feel the tail forming along the small of her back and used his own to twist around it so that it was kept high up and to the side. His tip nudged and caressed right against her cervix as he felt the walls clamping and suckling around him so sweetly. Her cries started to come out sharp and feral as he shifted his weight forward and began to drive and force his knot right up against her outer lips. He gripped her scruff and pulled her head back with a soft snarl as he tried to force past those so tight walls that spasmed and pulled around him.

Avalerion pulled his ear tufts down against his head as he gave a final shoving pushing that yawned open the tight walls wider and wider. With a lewd pop he drove himself into the changed girl beneath him and felt her walls lock down around him. The very tip of his tapered cock wedged itself just inside the opening of her cervix as he tensed up. His heavy furred balls pulled up tight between his legs as he released her scruff and leaned his head back. His throat vibrated before bursting out into sweet phoenix song as her walls suckled and milked around him hungrily. The hot scent of fertile body flooded him as the first pulse sent up the thick blue cum inside of her.

Crystal's call rose up with his own as the sperm rich rush of his seed flowed into her body in pulses. The fore knot stretched her open wide so that the pressure of the thick seed was forced inwards rather than drooling out. He clutched his new mate beneath him and shuddered as he flooded her womb. The eggs she had been coaxed to released overrun within the first few splashes. His fore legs wrapped around her as he dropped his head and nipped the back of her neck lightly and possessively. The base of his knot locked inside of her so that he settled his weight down over her and mantled his wings wide. His lovely crimson hen, his fiery mate.

"Mine." He rumbled and her walls squeezed until they coaxed another sperm heavy splatter of his cum into her fertile body. "Mine.."

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One Month Later

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The Blue Flame was quiet and the sounds of the Mardi Gras barely echoed into the alley as Avalerion padded through the hidden door. The mingled scents of gryphons filled the air as he used his tail to shut the door behind him and puffed up his chest feathers. His house was quiet, but no longer empty. The darkness was chased away by the crimson sparks of the form sprawled out on a makeshift nest of silk and feather pillows. He paused and puffed up his chest feathers as he dropped back down to his natural form of four legs and strutted in.

The hen was a beautiful deep crimson with black highlights along the tips of her wings. He had made her a gold and emerald collar that decorated her neck feathers and held a large egg shaped sapphire against her chest. She was sprawled out on her side with her dark gold beak rested on her forelegs, but his eyes went to her stomach and the source of her pride. The feline belly was swollen taut with the eggs she held and he could almost see the individual curves of them. She was far along in her gravid state and laying on her side made her look all the more plump and heavy with his eggs.

Crystal lifted her head and one bright green eye peered over at him as she heard him come in or perhaps felt him watching. She arched her neck and preened her chest feathers a little bit before curling her hind legs forward. The movement bunched up her rounded belly and flashed the base of her tail. A low purr vibrated his throat as he stepped forward and lightly nibbled the base of her tail. Soon enough she'd lay his clutch and he would have her again and again. His fiery hen forever, so much more fitting in the body of a gryphon then she had ever been in the body of a human.

"Mine." Crystal's clear voice purred the word as she bumped her head beneath his beak. He couldn't agree more.