their first mating session

As his bird tongue extended from his beak and began running along the wet vagina, Zeus felt a jolt of electricity coursing through his body. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and it sent shivers down his spine. Astrea's eyes never left his, her magenta gaze burning with intensity as she tilted her head back, her crest fluttering softly in the gentle breeze. The tip of his tongue danced across the sensitive flesh, sending ripples of pleasure through Astrea's body. She let out a soft, throaty coo, the sound vibrating through the air as she shifted her weight, her tail feathers rustling softly against the nest.

Zeus's tongue moved in and out of Astrea's wet, pink vagina, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. She cooed softly, her body trembling with pleasure as she leaned into his touch. The swarm, sensing the deepening intimacy between their leader and his mate, began to chirp and coo more loudly, their feathers rustling in excitement.

Zeus's heart raced as he tasted Astrea's sweetness, his feathers standing on end as he felt the energy coursing through his body.

he continued till Astrea came on his tongue as he drunk every bit of her juices. As he drank in the last of her essence, Astrea's body trembled with a final, exquisite shudder, her magenta eyes flashing with intense pleasure. Zeus's tongue, still extended from his beak, lingered at the entrance of her vagina, savoring the residual warmth and taste of her release. The air was heavy with the scent of their desire, the sweet, heady aroma mingling with the musk of the swarm, who watched with rapt attention, their feathers rustling softly in excitement.

Astrea's chest heaved gently as she caught her breath, her gaze never leaving Zeus's face.

As Zeus repositioned himself, his electric blue dick, adorned with intricate, glowing yellow patterns, stood rigidly at attention, throbbing with anticipation. The air seemed to vibrate with tension as Astrea's magenta eyes locked onto the sight, her gaze burning with an unspoken hunger. The swarm, sensing the imminent union, erupted into a soft, fervent chorus of chirps and coos, their feathers rustling in excitement.

Astrea's talons flexed subtly, her cream-colored feathers rustling softly as she shifted her weight, her tail feathers twitching with anticipation.

Zeus's electric blue dick, adorned with intricate, glowing yellow patterns, slid into Astrea's wet, pink vagina with ease. The sensation was indescribable, and Zeus felt a surge of pleasure as he began to ride her. Astrea's magenta eyes locked onto his, her gaze burning with an unspoken hunger as she tilted her head back, her crest fluttering softly in the gentle breeze.

Zeus's feathers stood on end as he felt the energy coursing through his body, his heart pounding in his chest as he began to thrust.

Zeus's feathers stood on end as he felt the energy coursing through his body, his heart pounding in his chest as he began to thrust. Each movement sent a jolt of pleasure through both of them, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they reached new heights of ecstasy.

Astrea's wings fluttered softly as she arched her back, her magenta eyes rolling back in her head as she surrendered to the sensation. The swarm, sensing the intensity of their union, began to chirp and coo more loudly, their feathers rustling in excitement.

As Astrea's body convulsed in a second, more intense climax, Zeus felt his own release building to a crescendo. His electric blue dick, still throbbing with anticipation, pulsed with an otherworldly energy as he thrust deeper into Astrea's vagina. The air around them seemed to electrify, the very atmosphere charged with the promise of their union.

Zeus's body shuddered as he reached his own climax, his electric blue dick pulsing with an otherworldly energy as he released his load deep inside Astrea's wet, pink vagina. The sensation was intense, and he felt a surge of pleasure as he emptied himself inside her.

The swarm, sensing the intensity of their union, erupted into a cacophony of coos and chirps, their feathers rustling excitedly as they watched the exchange.

As Astrea laid down in exhaustion, Zeus laid on her, his yellow feathers glistening with a faint sheen of sweat, his chest heaving gently as he caught his breath. The warmth of their bodies mingled, their hearts still racing from the intensity of their union. The swarm, sensing the ebbing of their passion, gradually quieted, their chirps and coos softening into a soothing melody that filled the air.

Astrea's magenta eyes fluttered closed, her crest settling softly against her head as she let out a contented sigh.

As Zeus pulled out with a soft, almost **** sigh, he laid down beside Astrea, wrapping his wing around her protectively as he pulled her against him. The gentle scrape of his yellow feathers against herwings was a comforting sound, and her magenta eyes fluttered closed as she snuggled into him, enjoying the closeness and the warm rush of his familiar scent.

Astrea looked at her mate and knew he was perfect. The gentle rise and fall of his chest, the soft flutter of his eyelids as he drifted off to sleep, and the subtle sheen of sweat on his yellow feathers all served as testaments to the ferocity of their passion. Her gaze lingered on the sharp lines of his beak, the strong curve of his neck, and the powerful muscles of his wings, and she felt a warm sense of pride and possession wash over her. As she snuggled deeper into his side, the soft rasp of their feathers together filled the air, and the swarm's soothing melody seemed to swell in approval.

As her eyes drifted closed, Astrea's mind wandered to the future, to the promise of their union and the family that would soon grow within her. She imagined the soft chirps of their hatchlings, their little feathers tickling her sides as they nestled against her for warmth.

As Astrea's eyes drifted closed, her chest rose and fell in a gentle rhythm, her magenta eyes flickering slightly as she chased the fleeting images of their future brood. Zeus, sensing her relaxation, tightened his wing around her, pulling her closer as he nuzzled the soft, downy feathers on the back of her neck. The swarm, still watching over their leader with quiet vigilance, gradually settled around them, their soft coos and chirps weaving in and out of the gentle rustle of their feathers.

As the warmth of their bodies continued to mingle, Zeus's thoughts turned to the swarm, and the responsibility that now rested on his shoulders. He gently stroked Astrea's feathers, his eyes scanning the surrounding area, taking in the sight of the Pidgey, Pidgeotto, and Pidgeot, all of whom were watching him with varying degrees of curiosity and interest. He felt a surge of pride and protectiveness towards them, knowing that he would do everything in his power to ensure their safety and well-being.

As Zeus's eyes drifted shut, his breathing synchronized with Astrea's, their chests rising and falling in perfect harmony. The swarm, sensing their leaders' relaxation, gradually settled into a peaceful silence, their feathers rustling softly as they nestled into their own slumber. The air was filled with the soothing sound of gentle coos and the soft creaking of twigs, a lullaby of sounds that seemed to cradle the pair in a sense of serenity.

Astrea's magenta eyes flickered once, twice, before finally coming to rest, her eyelids growing heavy as she surrendered to the allure of sleep.

(a month later)

we see Zeus laying next to his mate who looked at their first patch of eggs she had laid a week ago, both of them exited about the promise of their first hatchlings.

As Astrea's magenta eyes gazed lovingly at the eggs, Zeus's yellow feathers rustled softly against hers, his gentle stirring a testament to his own excitement. His eyes, a bright, piercing yellow, shone with anticipation as he nudged his mate's wing with his beak, his gaze following hers to the precious eggs. The eggs, a delicate blend of brown and cream, seemed to glow with an otherworldly light, their smooth surfaces reflecting the warm, golden tones of the surrounding nest.

Astrea's crest, normally a proud and vibrant display of magenta and yellow, lay flat against her head, a sign of her relaxed and contented state.

As Zeus's gaze lingered on the eggs, his thoughts drifted back to the moment when Astrea had gifted him his new form, and a spark of desire ignited within him. He recalled the thrill of transformation, the rush of power and freedom that came with his new body. And with that memory, a longing stirred in his heart - a yearning for more. More mates, more companions to share in his joy and his passion. His eyes strayed from the eggs, and he beheld Astrea's serene face, her magenta eyes still fixed adoringly on their unborn hatchlings.

"Ah, my love," Zeus asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as he gently nudged Astrea's wing with his beak, "how did you manage to bestow upon me this magnificent form?" His bright, piercing yellow eyes sparkled with curiosity, and his gaze locked onto Astrea's serene face, drinking in the gentle contours of her features.

Astrea's magenta eyes slowly left the eggs, and she turned to Zeus, a soft, enigmatic smile spreading across her beak. Her crest, still flat against her head, began to stir, the delicate feathers rustling softly as she shifted her position.

"Ah, I see," Astrea began, her voice low and soothing, like a gentle breeze rustling through the leaves of the nearby trees. "You are wondering how this transformation occurred, how I was able to gift you with this magnificent form." She paused, her magenta eyes locked onto Zeus's, her gaze filled with a deep affection. "It is an ancient power, one that only a select few possess. When a Pokémon finds its true mate, a bond forms between them, a connection that transcends the boundaries of species. In our case, this bond was strong enough to allow me to tap into the primal forces that govern our world, to channel the energy of the land and the skies to reshape your form."

"Will I also be able to tap into this power, to reshape the forms of others?" Zeus's voice was filled with excitement and curiosity, his bright yellow eyes shining with an unspoken longing. The words spilled out of his beak, barely above a whisper, as he leaned in closer to Astrea, his feathers rustling softly against hers. His gaze was intense, his entire being focused on Astrea's response, as if the very fate of their future together hung in the balance.

Astrea's magenta eyes seemed to gleam with a hint of mischief, a subtle spark of amusement dancing in their depths, as she regarded her mate's eager expression.

"Of course," Astrea responded, a bit of confusion in her voice. "But you have to train yourself in using that power. It doesn't just come naturally. It takes time and practice to harness the primal forces of the land and the skies."

Zeus's bright, piercing yellow eyes widened with excitement as he absorbed Astrea's words. "But why are you even asking this?" she continued, her magenta gaze softening with concern. "You have only just received this new form, and already you are thinking of changing others? Shouldn't we focus on our own bond first, on strengthening our connection and learning to control your new abilities?"

" I think we are already close to each other, and I thought about turning my former female travel companions into birds as well and turn our swarm into the biggest there ever was," Zeus said, his eyes shining with excitement.

Astrea's magenta eyes widened in surprise, and her crest bristled slightly, a sign of her agitation. "Zeus, my love, I understand your enthusiasm, but you must consider the consequences of your actions. Transforming your former companions into birds without their consent would be a violation of their free will, a betrayal of the trust they placed in you."

"Ah, I have some Pokémon in my head that they would love to be, but I understand your concern, and first" Zeus's gaze drifted back to the eggs, his bright, piercing yellow eyes shining with a warm, paternal light as he regarded the delicate, brown and cream-colored orbs "I want to see our first hatchlings." His voice was filled with a sense of wonder, his words barely above a whisper, as if he feared disturbing the fragile, nascent life within the eggs.

Astrea's magenta eyes softened, her expression relaxing into a warm, gentle smile as she beheld her mate's rapt attention.

As Astrea's gentle smile lingered, the warm light of the setting sun casting a serene glow on her features, Zeus's gaze remained transfixed on the eggs, his bright, piercing yellow eyes drinking in the delicate patterns of the shell. The air was heavy with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, carried on the gentle breeze that rustled the leaves of the nearby trees. Astrea's magenta eyes, still shining with warmth, began to droop, her eyelids growing heavy as she succumbed to the peaceful atmosphere.

what neither of them knew 10 Pidgeot's had listened to their conversation and decided to do the job for them as they took the Names and Looks of the girls from Zeus' memories and then headed into their directions.