Hatefuck the harpy.

A/N: Light ****, urine / watersports, and egg laying / birthing content warning.

You push Tucson off of you with some ****. She falls backwards in a mess of feathers and lands with an "Ow! What was that for...".

She pitifully moans out in minor pain, her mother keeping an eye on you but not intervening.

You stand above her and get a good look at her for the first time. The shortest of the bunch, her lime green feathers match her playful and bubbly spirit. Green, fluffy hair falls down the her shoulders, lightly bouncing whenever she moves. Her chest is just as you remembered: completely flat. Not a single bit of meat on her breasts, however you notice now that she's actually a little chubby around her stomach. Her hips are also plump, and more than make up for her lack of breasts. She's packing quite the rear on her small frame, the very definition of a "shortstack". No wonder she couldn't fly as well as her sisters.

You now have your target in your sights.

It would be a waste not to enjoy such a big ass from behind.

You don't stop to think about how detrimentally horny your brain has become before grabbing her arm and pulling her up to a standing position, forcefully turning her around by her shoulders so she faces away from you.

"Oh, looks like you upset him, dear."

Her mother stands idly by, watching her daughter about to mate.

Tucson looks back at you with a worried pout.

"What are you- AHHH!"

You don't wait to penetrate her from behind, your cock sinking deep into her pussy with one thrust.

"Wait, I'm not-GUH!"

You suspect that she's trying to say she's not wet enough yet, but your cock covered in the juices of the two previous girls fixes that problem. Even with lubrication, her **** tightness does not go unnoticed.

You start a fast rhythm of slamming your hips into this girls' butt vigorously, much faster than the others started with. She tries to speak, each word punctuated by your body slamming into hers.

"PLEASE...

SLOW...

DOWN!"

She's asking for mercy when this idiot almost turned you into a puddle of jelly on the ground.

With her bent over, you grab hold of her two wings by her upper arms, forcing her to bend even further and putting her at your complete control.

"What a rough young man! I hope I get a turn..."

Her mother is fidgeting in her spot as her vagina leaks a steady stream of love-juice down her legs. But for now, your attention is firmly on the bird-brain in front of you.

"Merrrrcyyyyyy..."

Her mind struggles to form the single word request, all the pain and pleasure combining in her first time to make her thoughts a pile of mush.

Unfortunately for her, there is no mercy.

"You dumb chicken! First you kidnap me and I nearly get killed because you're too weak to carry me, and now you want me to do what you ask?

She almost has tears forming in her eyes now.

"I'mmmm sowwwwwyyyy. I'll be a goooood girrrrrl..."

You hatch an idea and stop thrusting, giving her a second to catch her breath.

"You'll be a good girl?"

Her lips quiver as she nods rapidly.

"Mmmmhmmm..."

Now how can you use this a chance to punish her?

You look over to her mom, who's just as eager to find out what's going to happen next as you are.

You let go of Tucson's wings as she flops to the ground, her legs unable to support her anymore.

She really must be the weakest of the three sisters.

You'll help Tucson learn some respect by helping to satisfy her mother.

You flip Tucson on her back without much struggle, her mind barely registering what's going on. Her eyes are rolled back into her head and her mouth hangs open, inhaling air and expelling hot breath in an attempt to cool herself down.

"You." You snap your fingers and point at her mother, whose name you don't have yet.

"Oh, me? What can I do for you, young man?"

"Sit on her face."

You point to her panting daughter.

"Oh my! What a lustful boy you are!"

She says that, but doesn't object as she walks over to the puddle of Tucson lying on the ground, apparently not caring for the taboos of ****.

"Sorry, dear."

Without any more warning, she squats down onto Tucson's face, smushing her fat mons into her daughter's mouth. Tucson's eyes widen as she's brought back to the land of the living, clearly not expecting her pregnant mother to be gagging her with her crotch.

You watch Tucson squirm for a second before grabbing her thin waist and slamming yourself back home inside her.

"MMMMMMM!"

You have a hard time discerning if that was a moan of pleasure or pain coming from under her mother's vagina, but then again it doesn't really matter. Her mom seemed to enjoy the vibrations, though.

"Don't fight it dear, just let him into you. Mmmmm... and work your tongue more while you're down there."

In the swirling emotions of being double-teamed by a stranger and her own mom, what little sanity Tucson had left has completely flown the coop by now.

Her mother grinds more into her daughter's face, vaginal juices being smeared all over her. Probably not helping the sensory overload she's experiencing.

You continue thrusting as well, but the fast pace you've kept since the beginning is catching up with you.

"Tucson. I'm gonna cum. You gonna be a good girl and take it all?"

"Mmmhmm..."

She moans in approval from under her mom, unable to give a more nuanced answer.

"Oooooh, just like that dear! I'm OHH! close too!

...

…was I this horny when I had you three...?"

Her mother questions herself in the moment, but quickly abandons that thought process as she pushes down harder onto Tucson's tongue, which has been licking wildly at anything it could reach for the past few minutes.

At your limit, you bottom out inside Tucson's pussy, even reaching as far as her cervix. Probably to be expected of such a small gal. Your sperm gets easy access to her womb as your first shot hits its target point blank. You keep cumming steadily, her mother grinding faster than before.

"Almost there, dear!"

You pull out almost completely before ramming yourself back in again, forcing past her cervix this time and shooting directly into her baby room. This does not go unnoticed by Tucson, who's screaming in both pain and pleasure into her mom's crotch.

"That's it, dear! I'm cumming!"

You're surprised when the older woman leans over her daughter and plants a kiss directly onto your mouth, holding you there as she shivers in orgasm.

She releases you and yells as her pussy expels a steady flow of liquid right into her daughter's face. The identity of this liquid escapes you before you notice its color and smell.

She's peeing directly onto her daughter.

This sight only turns you on more as you continue ejaculating into Tucson's belly, but eventually your flow of semen slows and stops along with Tucson's mom's urine stream.

You all rest, catching your breath in the post-orgasm silence, but this is interrupted as Tucson's mother gasps sharply.

"Oh! That did the trick!"

Unsure of what she means, you watch her sit up slightly, allowing Tucson to breath a little easier.

"Hnnnng! They're definitely coming!"

Does she mean she's about to give birth right here?

She answers this question by giving another push from her vagina, tensing up and squirting the last bit urine she still had in her urethra onto Tucson's drained face. Tucson herself looks like she can barely gather what little energy and brain-power she has left to focus on remembering to breath, as her mother gives another endured groan, this time resulting in a smooth, white surface poking out of her vaginal opening.

"HnnnnnnnnngGGGAAAAAAHHHH!"

She screams as one final push causes the white shape to dislodge and fall out of her widened pussy, wetly smacking Tucson in the face with a clacking sound before rolling off to the side. It would almost be funny, if it weren't strangely hot.

Welp, that's a new fetish for Rits to explore at a later date.

You can clearly make out the object previously occupying a space in her womb as a bird's egg. Ovular and off-white, it's roughly a little over the size of a grapefruit.

Tucson's mom pants in exhaustion as she gathers her breath for yet another push.

"Hnnnnnnnnng!"

An additional object of similar shape and color readies itself for exit before being persuaded to leave early by yet another push from its mother, the first egg giving the following ones an easier passageway to travel through.

It drops out of her in much the same manner, landing on Tucson, then rolling off to the side.

"...is... that... all...?"

The older woman speaks through gasps of air, although you don't have an answer for her.

Another shooting pain from inside her belly causes her to scream, as if to say she isn't quite done yet.

She steadies her wings on the ground to brace herself, her ass sticking out over her daughter's face to deliver the final egg.

She pushes with all her might, forcing the last child of the day out of her womb. To your surprise, not one but two eggs come out one after another, joining their sisters on the ground. The unhatched ones and the live one.

Shockingly, her stomach has actually compressed little by little with each egg birthed, now laying flat right where it should be on a non-pregnant woman.

You should take note later that monster girl bodies are very resilient.

She now falls backwards in her drained state, taking care not to squish any of her newborn eggs. While she rests, you get up and gather all 4 of her new daughters, delivering them to the nest she made earlier.

Breathing heavily, she still has the energy to speak to you.

"Looks like... some room... just... opened up... for you... big boy..."

This startles you, as you fully expect her to be fast asleep just as all her daughters currently are. But this woman is strong, strengthened by a life of strife and raising 3 daughters, and it'll take more than one measly orgasm and child-birthing session to knock her out.

Wait.

Does she mean she wants me to knock her up again right after she just gave birth?

As if to answer your internal question, she speaks again.

"I'm not... getting... any... younger..."

Yeah, probably. This woman is freaky, but I should still double-check just to be sure.

"You... want me to impregnate you again?"

"Why... not...? There could... always... be more harpies... in the world..."

"Harpies?"

"Us, silly. I'm a harpy... and so are all my daughters..."

More info for the journal.

She stands on shaky legs, but she's significantly lighter than before and has the strength to walk over to you while you tend to her eggs.

"You're a good man... I wouldn't mind having your children too..."

Your mind barely has the time or power to comprehend the fact that the three daughters' children will also be half-sisters with their younger aunts (I think?) before she's thrown herself into your arms, kissing you deeply. You both fall on the ground (away from the eggs, don't worry) in a heap of feathers and flesh.

"What's your name, stud?"

"John."

"John… I'll remember that."

She straddles you as Simi did earlier, grinding her pussy onto your cock to get you hard again. It doesn't take long thanks to her mature passion, far different from her daughters, and the kiss from a second ago.

She inserts your cock with an "Ooooooh" leaving her lips. Everything about her is gentle, her maternal instincts kicking in as she strokes your head carefully with her soft wing, whispering "Good boy...good boy..." into your ear.

Combined with all the exhaustion from fucking three girls back-to-back-to-back earlier catching up to you, it's almost enough to put you to sleep. You almost do, until she decides to pick up the pace, riding you faster now, although her movements are much more refined than her daughters. Whereas Simi was humping you like an animal in heat having sex for the first time (which, to be fair, is exactly what she was), this woman is delicate, making sure you enjoy the act just as much as her.

"Ahem."

Your attention returns to the harpy currently bouncing on your cock.

"You didn't ask for my name, rude boy."

"Oh!"

The woman is clearly teasing you, and not actually upset, but you still blush a bit as you forget your manners. What would your mom say about that? Well, probably quite a few things given the situation, but you assume she'd scold you for not respecting your elders first.

"I'm sorry. To whom do I owe the pleasure of knocking up?"

She lets out a mature laugh.

"Oh ho! What a gentlemen! Well, the woman whose daughters you just fucked silly goes by the name of 'Peoria', if you must know."

"Well, Peoria, you have a beautiful name and an a-ah... amazing family."

"Oh, stop it you!" She bats the air playfully.

"I'll fall for you if you keep talking like that!"

She now leans down and makes a more seductive face.

"So how about I shut you up with my mouth, while you just worry about shooting the rest of your cum into my womb..."

Just as she threatened, she connects your lips with hers as she speeds up again. This passionate lovemaking is bringing you to orgasm much faster than your hateful fuck with Tucson just beforehand.

You push her out of your mouth just as you're about to blow your load.

"Peoria, I'm-!"

Your words are stopped by a finger to your lips.

"Shhhhh, dear. Just cum whenever you want."

With no more encouragement needed, you finally dump your cum into the harpy MILF as she also drives her butt into your hips one final time with a *plap!* sound. She just watches with a reassuring face as you power through your orgasm, gently patting the top of your head with her cushiony wing, cooing "There, there..." the whole time.

This motherly love almost makes your orgasm go on longer, but you're pretty spent as it is, so it just balances out into a normal amount of semen. Good thing, because you wouldn't want to disappoint this kind woman.

Your 4th orgasm of the day comes to an end, just as you notice it's the afternoon now.

Satisfied that she's pregnant again, Peoria curls up onto your chest, your cock still inside her as she coos with happiness and her wings come to fold into a warm cocoon around you both. Her eyes start to close as she can't help falling asleep at this point. You're about ready to pass out too, Peoria's light breathing acting as a gentle metronome for your heart, until you hear a rustling at the rocky entrance of the cliff.