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“Who are you! Where am I?” An angry bird girl screams!

With a gust of her magnificent black wings, she jumps up. Landing on your left thigh with her right leg, the other fastened right back at your throat. Your views of a large sticker over the entirety of her vagina. While her anus on the other hand, is exposed and open to plan sight. Her ass is large enough to hide them, though with such a position it would be almost impossible for her to hide it for long.

*Cough, Cough* “What do you mean? You don’t know?” You **** out. Your free arm gripped at the wild bird lady’s ankle. Attempting to release her clawed foot from your throat. The struggle between sentences as your strength actually shows against your attacker. Her foot visibly claws it’s way up your neck as you pull it up.

Screams of panic with flapping wings lift you off the chair. Your one arm anchoring you in place. Pulling with all your might against her wings. Somehow you get the advantage, pulling her back down. Your ass lands with a comfortable landing, however hers was not so pleasant.

When landing the calf of one of her legs, lands within the restraints of the open arm on the chair. The device clamps loudly over her calf as her other falls from your face to your torso. The panting of two exhausted bodies trapped in one chair is all that’s heard within the room. Her angry outbursts, breaking the awkward struggle.

“Ahh! God damnit! Look what you did!” The bird girl yells, flapping her wings in attempt to pull alway from her entrapment. Her legs currently spread over your body. One locked on your right, the other slowly falling onto your locked left arm. Her talons gripping at the restraint brace.

“You don’t know where you are?” You ask again able to speak more clearly now. Her red eyes readjust back to yours, her mind questioning how to respond expressed on her face. Before long her she speaks, her pale body tensing further atop of you.

“I could ask you the same thing!” Her words spit fast as she tries again, pulling up with as much **** as she could. Grunting this time with little to no success of freedom.