A new encounter.

You both had been walking (well, one half walking, the other half slithering) for some time now. You exchanged idle conversation along the way, getting to know each other more. Not that you had much choice when the other option is total silence.

She told you more about herself, and you upheld your promise to tell her more about human civilization. It was difficult to convey the idea of "houses" and "buildings" to Rits, but she got the gist of what you were saying. She did not find the idea of "stairs" agreeable, however.

After a lull in the conversation, you decided to ask a question that was in the back of your mind since you met her.

"Hey, can I ask something?"

"Of course, Darling."

"Why were you even near that hunter a few days ago? The one that shot you with the arrow."

"Hunt-? Oh. Well...

I already told you we take men that venture out alone... but I was just getting a closer look. I think..."

"You think?"

"It was my first time smelling the scent of a male. I think my instincts took over and I tried to...

…well anyways, then I smelled that food on the ground and went for that instead."

She must be talking about the mushroom bait the hunter had laid out. She blushes, seemingly embarrassed from her particularly ravenous appetite. She didn't seem very embarrassed when she scarfed down your biscuits and two loads of cum earlier. Guess she was just embarrassed that her stomach was so strong it had overridden her natural instinct to mate.

"But I'm glad I did now. I wouldn't have met you if I didn't!"

You're glad to have met her too, but with another reason. Something tells you that the hunter wouldn't be too eager to go down without a fight. Someone really might have died that day, were that the case.

"That's true."

Rits stays silent for a second, thinking...

"But you know... there's something different about you..."

"Different?"

You don't feel very different. Aside from your body basically being turned into a sperm factory, but you can thank Rits for that. Speaking of which, your larger testicles hang heavy in your pants, their transformation to accommodate a monster girl's lust now fully complete.

At least nothing felt odd before then.

"Your smell. It's different. My father and that stranger smelled normal. Different from each other, but the scent of a man all the same.

You... your smell was striking. I could smell it all the way from my cave far before you entered. It was so strong, and... delicious."

Her tongue flicks out at the "s" sound of "delicious", prolonging it a bit before returning to its resting place inside her mouth.

You almost try sniffing your own hand before you remember that you don't have the nose of a reptile.

She continues speaking.

"Honestly... if you weren't about to attack me, and I didn't have that arrow stuck inside me, I would've found you and jumped you long before you entered the cave, making you mine right then and there..."

Rits squirms a bit, remembering the more steamy events of that day. Which you still can't believe was just yesterday.

"Are all monster girls this good at smelling?"

"I don't know for sure. My mom once told us to protect our man with our lives once we found one, because other girls might find him and try to take him from you. She certainly has the scars to prove her point."

Geez. Brutal, but it makes sense with human men being at a premium so far out here. If you want the right to mate and continue your bloodline, you have to protect what's yours.

"But..."

Rits speaks up again.

"Don't worry your little head, John. I'll keep you safe from any-"

Her words are cut off when a huge shadow is suddenly cast on the ground in front of you. Almost blocking out the sun, the animal is either really big or really close behind you. You might guess both.

A mighty "woosh!" and a big gust of wind are accompanied with this shadow's arrival, but before you have time to turn around and see the creature it belongs you, you feel something push both your shoulders down with great **** as you're knocked over.

At least that's what it feels like, until you find you don't actually hit the ground, instead getting picked up afterwards, that **** from earlier still holding on to your shoulders with an iron grasp.

"WHA- HEY!"

You're gathering your senses as you hear Rits yell from somewhere... below?

You recover from your initial surprise enough to look down. The ground is rapidly leaving you as Rits' huge form becomes smaller and smaller. It almost takes a second for you to realize that you're flying now. People have talked about wanting to fly like birds before, but now you're not sure you're one of them.

A sharp fear grabs your heart.

Too high.

You squirm in your futile attempt to free yourself from whatever is bringing you up, unsure if they mean to put you down just as fast. You've read of birds carrying helpless prey to great heights only to drop them, killing them on impact to make a nice meal for themselves.

The **** of the headwind is strong, your eyes struggling to stay open. You slowly acclimate to this high speed enough to look up and finally see your assailant.

Grabbing your shoulders are what look to be... talons? You recognize them from a book on birds of prey, matching that signature "claw" shape with 3 long digits ending with very sharp, curved nails, and judging from the pain digging in to your back right now, another unseen fourth digit with the same sharp nail on the end.

These are definitely raptor talons.

Your mind races through the various methods that raptors use to kill, involving suffocation, neck snapping, crushing, or deciding to cut you open while you're still alive and eat you after that.

Your mind also races through the various species of birds you're familiar with, but none are even close to being big enough or strong enough to lift a grown human off the ground, much less stay airborne long enough to carry them away like this.

You shift your attention upwards as you take in the strong pair of legs carrying you. Aside from the talons where feet should be, they seem to form into slim human-ish legs around the ankle, up to the knee, and ending at the-

Is that-?

Yep, that's a pussy.

You find yourself looking up at a plump, yet small human vagina and anus. The scales of the legs give way to human flesh at the waist, much like Rits. Differing from Rits is the muscled stomach attached to the wide hips and strong legs of this creature. You can see small breasts above that, much smaller than even a normal human woman would have. You can also make out the shape of a head past that, but your view from underneath is not helping you get a clear picture of her face. What's plain to see are the massive wings currently keeping you and this monster girl aloft. Instead of arms, she has human shoulders and deltoids covered in lime green feathers. Those feathers overlapping each other in several rows to form a full wing on each side. Despite having a bend in her elbow like a human, she lacks any hands on the end of her forearms, instead having an additional segment of feathers. Everything about her seems to be designed for prolonged flight. She's small but strong, foregoing hands in favor of more wing length for greater lift, her species abandoning the large breasts of ground-dwelling mammals for reduced weight and drag. Again, her genitalia seem oddly human in comparison to everything else.

I guess all monster girls are built to be sexually compatible with human men, no matter what animal their species seems to look or act like.

Taking note of this, your attention is drawn back to her head, as you now hear your kidnapper breathing hard with each flap of her giant wings. She struggles to mutter something you can barely hear.

"You're... *gasp*... too... *gasp*... h-heavy..."

Trying to understand her words, you don't really feel her grip on you loosening until it's too late. Time almost slows as you enter a total freefall, your previous relationship with gravity returning, eager to get your body reacquainted with the ground at a much higher speed than you would like.

"Oops!"

Your bird-brained friend acts like she just accidentally dropped a plate on the ground, and not an entire person from several leagues in the air towards the Earth.

Intense fear grabs your throat as you're unable to even muster a scream, instead staring with wide eyes as the ground rapidly approaches much faster than you had risen from it. You count maybe a second or two until contact with the ground will break every bone in your body and kill you immediately.

Three...

Two...

One...

At the tops of the trees, you feel something slam into you with great **** like last time, sweeping you up as the sensation of falling transitions sideways instead of straight down. Branches scrape the top of your head as you're picked up again, this time feeling your leg stretched uncomfortably far. Sure enough, you can now see you're gaining height again. As much as you don't want to be **** by flying beasts and taken to who-knows-where, you definitely don't want them to grant you your freedom like that again. You stay silent as you observe your savior, expecting to see the same small, green-feathered girl you got to know shortly before. You're surprised as you reorient yourself from your upside-down position, your right leg being help up by another single talon. Only now, this talon is attached to a tall, slender body, different from before. No real difference in their shape, but this girl has longer wings with purple feathers and sports a pair of regular-sized breasts this time, but still nowhere near the size of Rits' ample chest.

Your remember your wife now, and you're struck with a pang of concern.

I hope she's not too worried about me.

It sounds strange to worry more for her right now than yourself in your own present situation, but you fear she might do something drastic and get herself hurt in the frenzy to get you back safe and sound. You don't know what she's doing right now, but she strikes you as fiercely loyal, so you can imagine she's giving chase from somewhere on the ground.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a booming female voice coming from above you.

"TUCSON, YOU FUCKING IDIOT! YOU ALMOST KILLED HIM!"

The large purple girl is screeching at the green girl from earlier, apparently named Tucson. Tucson stops her descent and glides near enough to talk to your holder.

"Sorry, Azusa! I tried, but he's just sooo heavy!"

She doesn't seem too concerned that you were almost a puddle on the ground a second ago.

"THEN DON'T TRY TO PICK HIM UP! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO WAIT FOR US!"

"You smelled it too! How much stronger he smells than dad... I couldn't just wait when my body was sooo hot!"

Apparently the smaller one couldn't wait to get her hands- uh, talons, on the only man in the area.

At this point you stop craning your neck up to see the two girls behind you, since you're upside down and facing away from the direction they're taking you. Returning your head to a resting position, you're startled as you find another girl, her face mere inches away from your own as she glides behind you with the occasional flap of her wings, smaller than the purple girl named Azusa, but bigger than Tucson. The bright red hair reminds you of Rits for a split second, but you don't recall Rits having plumes of feathers on either side of her face and the top of her head. The eyes of this predator stay locked on yours, as she says to no one in particular:

"Yes... this one will do."

You don't know where they're taking you, but the blood rushing to your head is starting to hurt.

You fly in this formation for another minute or two, Azusa and Tucson going back and forth the entire way. Apparently the 3 girls are sisters and their mother is waiting for them back at their nest. You gather they smelled you on the forest floor and took off to bring you back. Or rather Tucson took off first, and the others were **** to follow since they didn't trust her. Thank the heavens they did, because they were right. There's some debate as to whether their mom gets you, one of them keeps you, the three sisters share, or all four girls share. You obviously have different plans, but you know this isn't the time to negotiate for your freedom. They drop the subject until the three of you arrive at their nest.

Your position doesn't allow a good look at their nest until you come tumbling down from the grasp of Azusa as she drops you when she's sure the fall won't hurt you too badly. You roll for a bit and come to a stop, feeling hard dirt beneath you. Thankful to be back on terra firma, you hold your breath as you realize you're very close to a sheer drop off of the ledge you're on. You guess this is the girls' home, situated on a protruding cliff on the side of a mountain, overlooking the forest.

You try crawling away on all fours from the danger of falling again, but you're stopped as an immense talon slams you into the dirt by your neck.

"You're not going anywhere. And you, Tucson. Go find mom before I clip your wings."

The voice of the person pinning you is that of the angry purple-haired girl, Azusa.

Another flap of wings and the sound of talons hitting the dirt means the other sister has also landed.

"But I want a turn first! I found hi-"

"NOW!"

Azusa's voice sounds more like a screeching eagle than a woman, when she's at her loudest.

You turn your head slightly so you're not kissing the ground, your neck still caged inside the grip of Azusa's foot, and see Tucson pout sadly before flapping her wings a few times and jumping into the air, her wings producing lift and getting airborne quickly.

You're left alone with the loud, angry, taller sister, and the stoic, unemotional, medium sister, whose name you still don't know yet.

"Ach!"

You let out a **** sound as Azusa presses harder on your neck, almost standing on it.

She leans down by bending at her waist, her legs still standing straight up.

"And now I'm left with you."

There's disgust in her voice, making it apparent that she only saved your life out of necessity.

"Simi, you want him first?"

The red-haired girl, now known as Simi, looks at her blankly.

"I guess so."

Simi is a woman of few words, but what little she does speak comes out in a cold and uncaring voice. Her face is pretty, as you're sure all monster women are extremely attractive by human standards, but everything about her just feels... average? It's hard to describe how she can be both beautiful and average at the same time, but that's just the aura she gives off. Vibrant red seems to be her color theme, just like Rits. Her red hair falls to about her neck, in a curly and rough "bob cut" shape, a section of hair falling over her right eye and completely blocking it from view. Two long red feathers stick out the top of her head, as well as some bunches of feathers accentuating her cheeks, shoulders, neck, and other areas here or there that are predominantly human flesh. She stands shorter than Azusa but taller than Tucson, you guesstimate from your view on the ground. All in all, she's completely average, even her bright red plumage seeming normal around Azusa's deep purple and Tucson's lime green. Her breasts also lie somewhere between Tucson's cutting-board flat chest, and Azusa's decent boobs. Her clinical voice does her no favors to help her stand out, either.

Azusa releases her hold on your neck, as you try to rise up to your hands and knees. Simi grabs your shoulder with her talon and spins you around quickly, sending your back to the ground this time.

"Let's get this over with."

I guess just because monster girls need to breed with human men doesn't mean they have to like it.

"Wait, I-"

A talon clamps around your mouth, muffling any words you try to speak.

"Shut it."

Azusa growls, pinning you down for Simi to use freely.