A Harpy

She stood up from the dirt. She knew she was in the presence of something terrible, but the shadows of the stable cloaked your full, hideous visage.

She was tall for a humanoid; perhaps slightly taller than an average ork. She was partially covered in dull pink feathers, mostly on her winged arms and her bird feet, with her chest, neck, and face being the only completely featherless areas. Her face was human, but pointed, almost ridiculously, with a long, beak like nose, and a thin chin. Her lips were simple and pink. She was plump, especially at her hips; they were egg laying hips after all. Her breasts were small orbs, and strangely, they were nipple-less. You seem to remember this creature was called a... Harpy. Yes, that was it. Harpy.

"H-h-haaaarppyyy..."

She looked horrified at your attempts to speak. She took a running start and flapped her wings, attempting to escape through an open skylight in the roof. You almost didn't react, but just as she was within inches of escaping, you extended one of your arms like a bungee cord, and grabbed her by the ankle. She sqwacked shrilly, flailing her wings, trying to free herself from your grasp, but you were too strong. You plucked her from the air, and sent her crashing against the floor. She fell with a thud, a ring of dust and hay rippling from her body. You grabbed her with more arms, one on each limb, and started to drag her towards you. She shrieked, struggling. You were about to consume her, but...

... Something overtook you. A strange... feeling. A burning feeling. A yearning feeling. Painful and itching, but somehow nice and warm. Lust. Hundreds, thousands of people's worth of lust.

From your body you willed into existance protrusions; not truly tentacles, but more like thick, large fingers with dozens of joints. She looked in horror as these protrusions caressed her and stroked her and poked and prodded and touched, scratched, tickled, writhed, oozed, and positively, inquisitively, and impolitely explored every inch, nook, and cranny of her body. She sqwaked as she felt these protrusions poke and tickle against her anus and snatch, parting them widely, but not entering them.

You willed more into existence, this time cocks. They were crude, only partially resembling cocks of men and beasts. Thick and veiny, with tufts of hair randomly sprouting along their shafts. They extended in a similar manner to your protrusions, twitching with inhuman movements. The harpy screamed as one entered her hole, and screamed again with a higher tone when another entered her other. They were tight, almost too tight. The cocks were clearly visible from the outside of her body, stretching her to the limit, perhaps even past that.

You pushed them in further. The harpy gargled as the cocks began to pump and piston. The cock in her cunt thrust in, and the one in her anus egressed, leaving the hole gaping, and then it switched, the cock in her anus thrusting in, and the cock egressing from her cunt. She yelped with each switch, drooling and sobbing. It was not dissimilar to a Gnomish engine, used on their experimental wheeled vehicles. You aren't sure how you drew the similarities, and it was mostly lost on you honestly. You moaned from different mouths, each one different in tone and voice.

"It f-f-feels g-g-g-good..." You rasped.

You suddenly lost control of yourself, overtaken by an indescribable desire, and you started to thrust into her with a dangerous and frantic pace, threatening to rip her apart to pieces.

She screamed.

You orgasmed.

From his throne the Dark Lord smiled to himself; a very rare event. His castle was usually a choir of pain and suffering, but the harpy's earpiercing scream was by far the loudest that night.