Chocobo Conversion Concerto - Mezzo Piano
This is a story tied to the picture found http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11297320/
I had mentioned I was going to write a story at some point, and I awoke at 4am and decided 'might as well write!'Love goes out to my kitty, 
varien, his char of course belongs to him.
Now onto the story! (How do I add those nifty bar lines?)
A Chocobo Conversion Concerto
Mezzo-Piano (Part 1)
The night before.
Varien ground his teeth together, and gave a soft growl that he tried to stifle. His mate was off on a stupid chocobo kick, making 'kwehs' and 'warks' all afternoon. It had not even been just this afternoon, no; this had gone on for almost a full week. Even in bed he couldn't escape those stupid sounds as he gave a grimace when Roulin made another happy sounding 'wark!'. At first the sounds were kind of cute, truth be told, but for being a birdy thing, Roulin couldn't be bothered to actually make the chirping sounds, he actually just said the words!
As he lay in bed next to his mate, unable to get the chocobo sounds out of his head, he remembered passing a shop that claimed it could help with adult roleplay, no doubt things like puppy play and pony play, but it was worth a shot. Maybe if Roulin wasn't part bird, then his mate would stop making sounds like some stupid fictional bird and bring peace and harmony back into the house. Varien mulled over ideas of how he could even take advantage of the situation, things such has a smack across the nose if any more bird sounds came up during the pony play, or maybe even forcing Roulin to take some obedience lessons. Of course, those wouldn't be for public viewing, but the problem was in the home and not in public.
Turning on his side in bed, Varien slowly rub his paws down along his chest, getting a rather smug grin. Yes, tomorrow would be a fine day of shopping and tomorrow evening would choke the chocobo once and for all. A soft rumbly purr escaped him, as the caracal clenched his toes. Yes, he was a good kitty, and tomorrow everything would be going his way.
Friday
Breakfast had not been any easier on the feline, with his hidden agenda. Scrambled eggs, sausage and gravy in a breakfast burrito had been decent enough, but his happy purring was more sinister then Roulin might have realized at the time. They had said good byes and gave a kiss, and when the bird brain was out the door, Varien was quick to jump on the internet to quickly map out his route. He knew of one store, and a few friends had chuckled and offered other shops in the area. Even a few pop up ads were about the right topic (though many more offered things that he didn't need right now; Who the heck needs a pill for a more pleasant purr, he was already perfect!)
With map in hand, Varien was out on the street by ten in the morning, as he quickly drove about to one location after another, getting ideas, quotes, and other naughty things in mind as he had to struggle to stop walking into these adult stores with a hard on. Strange how people saw that as creepy! One of those ad sites was the last place the feline came to as he walked in. Latex, everything here was latex in every color of the rainbow. Cuffs, harnesses, toys, and clothing were easily seen as he found the shop owner and explained his situation. He needed some peace and quiet, and possibly a new sexual outlet with his mate as he was shown towards the back of the well-lit store.
At first the owner showed the puppy play toys, even letting the caracal try some of it out. It was almost a bit degrading for the feline, but his mate was a bird thing, and besides, dogs under cats at all times, so it might be worth it. With his hesitant expression, the shop keep moved right along, pointing out cock gags and even a hood so he could trick his mate into falling asleep every time he started warking. Still, it wasn't quite what Varien was seeking as he was lead into the last room in the back next to the storage.
In the corner looked to be a simple metal frame box, seven feet tall and a few feet to a side with a computer and a few clear plastic tanks under it. "This machine is designed to make new costumes from scratch. Some of the more... kinky customers have rented it to make something from scratch." The price wasn't unreasonable, he'd have to bring it back first thing Monday, but that was Monday, this was now. Paying for the rental, signing some agreements, and buying a few tubs of latex paint to make it run, the pair loaded the machine into Varien's car (disassembled!) as the feline left for home.
As he arrived, Varien spied the clock, it was less than an hour before Roulin got home, but the birdy thing always grabbed a shower immediately after work. Rebuilding the machine in the bedroom so he could quickly move it outside the bathroom, Varien didn't have time to read the instructions, just plug it in and fill it with gallons of blue latex paint and a bit of orange and red. He had his plans, and was told it could make a full sized puppy suit so his mate would have to spent the weekend on his hands and knees.
It wasn't until the sound of the front door closing hard that Varien awoke from his daydreaming. In a panic, he called out, "Hey love, grab a shower, then come to bed, I'm waiting!" he tried his best to keep it sound seductive as a happy "Kweh!" sounded in return. Getting everything built as fast as he could, Varien couldn't see the speed his mate stripped nude and got the shower going, hir twin cocks already nice and hard, eager to relieve the tension from the long day at work.
When the bathroom door closed, the feline hauled and dragged the machine the twenty feet down the hallway and in front of the door. He got the computer turned on and clicked the option that got it ready for the first creature that stepped inside of it. He barely made it as the bathroom door opened and out popped the Quetzalcoatl, not looking first as he quickly stepped into the 'target' area of the machine.
Instantly, two machine arms shot out to his hands, each placing a leather wrist cuff and handle between his fingers before closing them and lifting them up towards the corners of a machine. Varien was in the middle of searching the menus for puppy play attire, when his mate gave off a 'kweh?!?', the machine seemed to freeze and hang for the poor feline before 'Chocobo' appeared, and the machine locked itself while it worked. "Wait... What?!? No!" he cried out as more arms grabbed his mate by the tail and ankles, spreading hir out spread eagle within the metal frame.
Fast as could be, an arm with a spray paint nozzle came out and started spraying the liquid latex all over the Quetzalcoatl's limbs. The spray nozzle was going from the shoulders to the hands, and hips to hir feet while working down along the back. The latex was a quick hardening variety, and by the time the nozzle returned to each limb, that first coat had already set and was ready for the next one to be placed on top, like a 3d printer as hir trapped hands were given long latex finger feathers with more short 'feathers' being sprayed on her arms and thighs, one feather at a time. Hir feet got placed into a mold with a chocobo foot, built to be stable and form fitting, but leaving hir movements easy to control.
Ten minutes went by of frantic searching for a stop button, as the machine added the head piece and beak as well as a crest of feathers on top, and a splay more along top the base of hir tail. The machine revved up as it seemed ready to finish the job and coat hir chest, sex, and tail when the feline finally just pulled the plug. Roulin could only give more confused and unhappy sounding 'kwehs', not knowing what had happened as shi hung from the restraints of the machine. "Well, I guess you look the part now... so I guess you can keep making those sounds." He sighed, his plan backfired as he wandered around the machine, now too heavy to move as he went through the second door to the bathroom to get behind his mate. "Well, I did promise you some fun." As he saw his helpless mate hanging there, ideas coming to his head again. "And I bet I could make the most of this." As he pulled his own clothes off, he started to stroke his own sheath as he thought to himself that he wanted his mate helpless anyways, and since shi was already in bondage, he had better use the opportunity.
Stepping up behind Roulin, he took out a bottle of lube and put some in his paws. He wraped his arms around his mate and found hir breasts, rubbing some of the slick fluid over hir nipples as shi replied with a "Wark?" in return. He knew it was working when his hands traveled lower to find both of hir cocks at half mast, grabbing one in each slick paw as he started to slowly jerk his mate off. His paws sliding along each length and teasing hir as he let his claw tips sink between each barb on his mate's lengths. Slowly pre began to drip down over his fingers as he used it for a bit of additional lube before pressing his own hard feline cock against hir femme passage.
Slowly grinding it up and down along hir sex, and making sure his own barbs caught against hir clit, he gave a grin as shi tried to buck but was held tight, only giving a moaned kweh as shi tried to get more stimulation. Working his way up along hir body back to hir breasts, his hands each grasped the breasts nice and rough before he pulled back and lined up his cock before he thrust hard, hilting himself almost instantly. Shi cried out again in the surprise pleasure, only able to feel what hir mate was doing, but not see it.
Spread open around his length, Varien pulled back nice and slow, letting every barb scrape and drag along hir passage, letting hir feel every inch of his length before he thrust in again with a nice loud purr. Afterall, this wasn't a bad way to start an evening, and he had the rest of the weekend to fix his mate, so the caracal held on tighter as he started to rock his hips forwards and backwards, making sure to drive his cock deep as he could and moving his hips ever so slightly to adjust the angle he was taking hir at.
Shi tensed up first, getting ever so close to release before Varien pulled back out, not letting his mate have any sort of rest as he used his finger claws to go down and tease hir clit, giving a few sharp pinches and tugs before he used the palm of his hand to grind against it. When he felt that shi wasn't about to simply peak then and there, he pressed his hard length back into hir wet depths, relishing the feeling of hir passage clenching tight around his cock, trying to milk him of his seed as his own pre sprayed out nice and hot into hir depths. Such feelings only seemed to intensify hir lusty desires as Varien started taking hir again, riding hir hard as he whispered in hir ear "Gonna get you saddled up tomorrow, so I can ride you nice and hard all weekend. By the end of it all, you'll be a proper chocobo." As he leaned in and bit hir neck, the teeth pressing in tiny points on hir neck as shi seized up, crying out as shi orgasmed. Hir cocks stood jumping as they sprayed out hir seed into the air, and that wet passage suddenly becoming a tight hot vice around his cock as the feline groaned and felt his own peak, his seed filling up hir womb.
The afterglow was just as good as the sex, as he held onto hir, his weight against hir back as he slowly pulled out and let the combined juices slowly run down hir latex clad legs. Looking about, Varien found a towel as he dropped it over hir head, within moments the sounds of soft snoring and kwehing could be heard from the chocobo as the feline retreated to the bedroom, already making plans for tomorrow!
If this does well, of course there might be other movements. *cues crescendo!*