Dr Pershing's third visit.

After the near-disaster during his last visit, Dr Pershing made sure to choose his next patient from those that were at least lightly sedated - most of the time due to necessity, as their injuries left them in quite some pain. Which made them prime candidates for Dr Pershing's treatment; after all, according to the Hippocratic oath, preventing and alleviating pain was a big part of his job.

At least, that's what Dr Pershing told himself as he padded into the next room on his soft paw pads, soundlessly making his way to the single occupant, Ted Abner. Ted had managed to blow up his barbecue as he tried to light it, burning both of his arms from fingertips almost up to the shoulders. Second degree burns at worst, but any burn was painful, particularly on so large a surface. Ted's arms had been covered in burn salve and bandaged, and he was receiving a mixture of antibiotics and sedativa via drip feed, and Dr Pershing used the port in Ted's arm to now administer his new treatment, disconnecting the feed afterwards.

Slowly and silently making his way out of the room, Dr Pershin scratched at one of his left breasts; they had been sore and itchy all day, jiggling softly with his every step. It was a reminder that tonight might be the only night he would be able to heal as many patients as he could. Who knew how much larger his boobs would be tomorrow?

Ted twitched and groaned as he woke up, mind sluggish as the fog of lust slowly replaced the fog of pain medication. Already his dick throbbed and swelled larger, sensation returning to his body with a lewd vengeance - sensation, but not pain. Somehow, the expected searing in his arms wasn't happening, only roving waves of tingling and twitching muscles.

"Huhbwh~...?"

Still waking up, Ted lifted an arm just as his member began to lift the sheets, a strange rustling sensation under his bandages making him scrunch up his brow in confusion. That didn't feel like gauze on burned skin... And indeed it wasn't. There was a tiny little feather poking out between his bandages, and there another, and another, all striped in light and dark brown. And they were growing larger, pushing apart Ted's bandages.

That woke him up. At least enough that he could sit up in his bed, ignoring the slowly rising lust and his long since risen shaft, and soon, Ted was pulling the bandages off both his arms - and boggled at what he now saw. No burns in sight, Ted's arms were instead covered in feathers, everywhere his burns had been. From fingertips to mid-biceps. Only Ted's fingers were becoming less and less defined, fusing together as they lengthened, his entire bone structure rearranging into something that looked much more like wings, the feathers following suit, lengthening and growing into pristine plumage.

The sight almost made Ted miss... other developments all over his body that kept pace with his forming wings. His hips, gyrating and thrusting subconsiously to get at least a little friction to stimulate Ted's straining shaft, were creaking and aching as they swelled, wider and thicker as they grew ever more padded with soft, feminine fat. Much the same was happening further up, where on Ted's chest, small, perky mounds were forming, capped by increasingly erect tips that pulsed and throbbed as much as Ted's cock.

It was overwhelming, really, with lust permeating his every cell, and as much as Ted wanted to freak out about the fact that his arms were slowly turning into wings, the arousal turned out to be stronger. Breathing heavily, Ted fumbled with his wings, unable to grab his duvet due to the lack of thumbs or even fingers, and had to kick his legs before he managed to reveal his body - and unbearable lust or not, what Ted saw gave him pause, at least for a few seconds.

The thicc - and thickening - thighs were more or less expected, if no less crazy to witness, as was his lustfully buzzing, swollen shaft - but a few inches under Ted's knees, things were getting at least as strange as with his wings. The skin of his shins and feet was hardening and turning into something akin to scales while the feet themselves were imitating Ted's arms, bones stretching and changing as his some of his toes fused and the entire foot split into three distinct parts, the heel lengthening until Ted possessed a pair of dexterous talons with sharp claws - not that Ted managed to watch the entire process.

No, his attention was firmly diverted when the sides of his breasts began to brush against the feathers growing on his arms, which made Ted whip his head downwards to check on the growth of his bust... but only got as far as his crotch. It was the last part of his body to change, and much less spectacularly or inhuman than his arms or legs. It wasn't even all that noticeable. At first.

"Oh god, oh god!" But the longer Ted stared, the smaller his cock became, dwindling away into a tiny little nub as his balls disappeared into a slowly forming slit. It was as if the sensations were becoming more and more concentrated, radiating out into his entire body, Ted's uncontrollable lust rise even more. "Oh fuck!"

And not only Ted's lust rose, his voice did, too, register after register, until he reached a breathless, mewling soprano where he had started out at baritone. Slowly, but surely, Ted felt his resistance crumble, his mind slowly accepting the fact that this was indeed happening and beginning to worry more about the growing emptiness in his loins, about satisfying this growing need.

Still gaping at his continuing changes, Ted barely even realised he was moving his folded up wings over his stomach and towards his aching snatch, feathers rustling softly as what had once been his wrists neared his pubic mound, nipples throbbing atop perky boobs as if to echo the pulsing anticipation in his pussy. Moaning softly with every breath, Ted pushed his wings between his thickening thighs, throwing his head back as sparks bloomed in Ted's vision from the intensity of the sensations as he touched his newly grown cunt for the first time.

"Mnnnugh~!" Nearly going crosseyed, Ted let himself fall onto his back, taloned legs splayed to the sides so he could rub himself better - only to find his folded-up wings were too short to reach now, their "wrists" barely reaching his belly button. "Ngh-noo~..."

Even opening his wings up didn't help. His pinions were just not as dexterous as fingers - that is to say, they were not dexterous at all - and as nice as caressing his legs with them felt, Ted barely managed to reach were it really mattered. Rolling over onto his front, squashing his double handful of breasts, Ted shuffled his knees towards his torso until his wobbling ass was raised in the air, cheek pressed against the pillow, and once again folded up his wings to rub himself, only to find it impossible to push them between his soft, pillowy tights. Tears of frustration rose in Ted's eyes as he tried in vain to find relief, to touch himself in a way that amounted to more than just clumsy massaging.

"What the hey?" It was in this rather compromising position that an orderly making a nightly round out of boredom found Ted. "Ma'am, what are you doing? And, uh, are... aren't all heteromorphs over in Wing C?"

"Puh-pleeease..." Ted whined needily, pushing himself up with his wings, just far enough so he could crane his neck and look over his shoulder and at the furiously blushing young orderly, a lone tear rolling down Ted's cheek. "I'm sooo horny... and-and I can't get myself ooooffff~! I-I... oh, just fuck me, please!"

Face to face with the biggest butt he'd ever seen, with a dripping wet pussy nestled between the wobbling cheeks, not even the helplessly grasping talons Ted's legs ended in could keep the scrawny orderly from following the polite, yet firm suggestion of his stiffening cock. Making his way to Ted's bed on shaky legs, the orderly fumbled with his fly as if HIS hands had turned into wings, only managing to pull out his ramrod straight cock when he was already clambering up onto the mattress.

"Yes, yes!" Heart thundering, breathing shallow in anticipation, Ted gasped breathlessly and spread his legs further to provide his partner-to-be access. "Put that thing into me, quickly!"

"A-Are you sure? I--"

"Of course I'm sure! I'm so horny and I can't do anything about it!" Squawking indignantly, Ted pushed his ass back, feeling his dripping snatch brush against the orderly's throbbing rod, shivering and mewling lustfully from the clumsy touch alone. "Uuuhoonh~... Yeees~... please, just... I need you!"

That was certainly enough to rip the last of the orderly's self-control to shreds, and Ted moaned deeply as the orderly grabbed his wide hips, taking a second to aim and then pushed his more or less average cock home. It was divine. Feeling a hard, throbbing invader spread his innermost walls apart made Ted shiver and moan, wings giving out and sending his head straight back onto the pillow, wings twitching and flapping as the orderly went deeper and... not actually all that deep. There was still a lot of pussy unfilled.

Not that Ted minded for now, squeaking and moaning as his partner began to thrust, the orderly struggling to find a rhythm as he speared the harpy with his swollen rod. Hips slapped against ass, pussy juices squelched, bedsprings creaked, and it all was just a backdrop to Ted's satisfied moans, his babbled pleas to go faster, harder, deeper as he slammed his ass back against the orderly's thrusts, drooling onto the pillow, feeling the last pieces of his masculinity crumble away. Ted felt his breasts rub against the bedsheets, his ass ripple, his pussy greedily suck the orderly's thick cock inside again and again... none of which made Ted feel particularly masculine, and she embraced it with the same eagerness as she took the orderly's pulsing member.

Speaking of which, things were happening to the orderly, the sensation of his hands on Ted's hips changing, but the harpy's attention was firmly on his partner's dick. With every thrust, it reached deeper, spread Ted just a little wider, and somehow, it also felt less and less human, instead becoming a little tapered, with a ring forming in the middle that scratched that deep, maddening itch in Ted's snatch just right. Her eyes rolled up as the orderly kept pounding her, no coherent thought in her brain. All that mattered was the warping, distending dick drilling into her snatch, the absolute bliss coursing through her as her butt rippled with every heavy impact. Ted was thus rather surprised when brawny, powerful hands slammed down to the left and right of her head, their three thick fingers capped by dark nails.

"Little bird like?" The orderly's voice rumbled right next to Ted's ear, his hot breath tickling her skin. An animalistic snort ruffled her hair, and the gentle lick of the orderly's powerful tongue running along her jaw sent lustful shivers over her entire body, eliciting a low moan. "Like Nikolaos' dick in your tight pussy?"

"Yuh-yuh-yeeesss~!" Even the tiny little thrusts Nikolaos managed as his now so very well muscled body bore down on Ted made the harpy barely able to speak as she craned her neck once more to look into her partner's face - only to find not a face, but a bull's head, complete with black fur and proud horns staring at her. Only Nikolaos' eyes were undeniably human still. Human and full of desire. "Kuh-keep goinnnngh~! Fuck me haaaard~!"

"Hrrffh!" Another animalistic snort, and Nikolaos righted his upper body, the minotaur's powerful hands grabbing Ted's hips, thumbs massaging the harpy's sides. "What little bird wants, little bird gets."

"Uuyaaaanh~!" First, Ted felt herself lited up with ease - and then, Nikolaos began to pound her while simultaneously moving the harpy's body back and forth, greatly increasing the length of his strokes. "A--ah--aaugh!"

Ted was in heaven. The aching emptiness that was left behind when the minotaur almost pulled her off his shaft, only to brutally ram every last inch back in, making Ted's ass ripple and her pert boobs bounce, wings flapping wildly as Nikolaos used her like a willing onahole. The way her moans mixed with the loud, meaty slaps of ass on muscular hips. The sheer sensation of fullness, of being stretched until her pussy couldn't take it anymore. Even the strained grunts and lows from Nikolaos added to the lustful experience, soon leaving her breathless and panting as rippling waves of pure bliss knocked the breath out of her, the minotaur relentlessly pounding Ted throughout the harpy's first female climax.

"Little bird--hrnnh. Just enjoy." Rumbling out his words, Nikolaos put Ted back onto the bed, ass still raised up to give the minotaur the perfect angle for a much slower, but no less savage fucking, pushing the harpy's tits and face into the mattress with every thrust. "Nikolaos going to fuck you silly."

"P-Pleashe d--do--doooooh~..." It was as if her lover was hitting a direct line to the part of Ted's brain that sparked with all-comsuming pleasure, whiting out her thoughts whenever Nikolaos bottomed out, making his swollen bull-nuts slap into Ted's belly. Not that the harpy's mind was capable of much in the way of thinking right now. "Fuh-fuh-fuuuh~..."

With the added stimulation to her sensitive boobs, it didn't take very long for the harpy to cum again, pussy gushing and clamping down on Nikolaos, which didn't slow down the miotaur at all. Overpowering all resistance, he simply kept up his **** on Ted's center, making her drool and squawk and moan as her feathers rustled over the covers in a clumsy imitation of scrabbling fingers, talons twitching and flexing to the left and right of Nikolaos muscular legs. None of the harpy's movements were voluntary, her mind too overwhelmed to take an active part in the fucking, twitches and instinct-driven motions intent on taking Nikolaos even deeper.

"Must... grrgh... hold on!" Going even slower, yet no less powerful, Nikolaos growled deep in his throat, hands squeezing Ted's sides as he pulled the harpy onto his bull cock, the minotaur's own twitches rocking Ted's body as his thrusts became more and more unsteady. "Just a bit... more... for little bird!"

Ted could already barely breathe, overpowering lust washing away everything that wasn't pure sexual instinct, that wasn't a harpy being pounded by her minotaur lover, living purely in the moment - and the moment was beginning to be ever more filled with anticipation for what had to happen when a cock swelled like that, twitched like that, strained like that--

"MRRRROOROOOO!"

"Hyaaahaaah~!"

Scalding hot baby batter blasted into the harpy's insides, and the sensation alone was enough to send her into another mind-rending climax, a scream of bliss ripping out of her and mixing with the thundering bellow from Nikolaos as he bucked his hips, rocking his lover's body as he pumped rope after rope of thick minotaur jizz into the harpy, making her belly distend obscenely before it was willing to release the excess, dripping fat globs of white onto the sheets.

When the deluge of cum finally petered out, the harpy's stomach was swollen a good ways to looking pregnant, her body still twitching in the aftershocks. Groaning with satisfaction, Nikolaos pulled his lover from his slowly wilting cock, moving her gently to the side with shaking arms before collapsing forwards onto the mattress, not caring of the mess of his own cum and rumbling an exhausted sigh even as the harpy issued a contented one, jizz leaking from her well-fucked pussy.

"Hey..." She finally whispered after a while. Nikolaos reply was a tired grunt. "I need a new name."