Repressed Harem Lover Frank Lincoln

Hey everyone, this route is going to be a bit strange. The premise is as follows: Poor Frank just wants to be normal but accidentally gets a fairy to make his life a living harem anime plot without him realizing it. Gonna start slow at first but it should get pretty crazy, if I can write the scenes I can imagine.

Two things you ought to know about me, I write long chapters and I hate flat chests.

A rustling of leaves. That's ultimately what started the incredibly stressful and satisfying saga that was Frank Lincoln's sex life (not that he knew it). While walking home from High School (well, actually the coffee joint next to High School that served him his favorite tea and nut bread), Frank passed through the city's park. It wasn't unusual, in fact he saw several other students there as well, but only Frank heard the sound of the rustling leaves. If he had ignored the sound he would have just gone home, played some video games, hung out with his friends online, and ended the day like any other, which would have been followed by yet another day like any other. But Frank chose to investigate the rustling of the leaves. He didn't really have a reason why and he didn't think much of it, he just decided to have a look. Stepping off of the path into the dense sea of trees his attention was drawn to a bizarre golden twinkling.

What he found was a bird. Well, he called it a bird, but he had never seen a bird like it before. First of all, it was golden. What appeared to be a metallic golden plumage caught the light through the trees and led him right to it. Also, the bird was... fat. It was about as tall as a water bottle and so round it was nearly spherical, the only things disturbing its otherwise round silhouette were two tiny black-tipped wings, two dark grey legs, and an adorable head with a neon orange beak. But the most bizarre thing about the bird were the two dorsal wings. Two wings, larger than its normal ones and coated in white feathers compared to the gold, jutted from the creature's back. Frank was fascinated and stupefied.

But the bird wasn't sitting still. it was flailing around, flapping its wings and kicking its feet. Upon further examination, Frank noticed that its left foot had been caught in some kind of wire sticking out of the ground. The sounds of leaves rustling earlier was this little guy trying desperately to free himself 'or herself? Whatever, I'm not an ornithologist' he thought to himself. It became even more erratic with Frank's presence. Approaching slowly, Frank reached out to the admittedly large bird, hoping not to get his hand pecked, and took hold of its foot.

The bird began screeching. It was a horrible, panicked, dread song that pierced Frank's ears and made him sick to his stomach. Suddenly he felt incredibly dizzy and had a horrible feeling that he had made a huge mistake that could never be rectified. That, combined with the fact that this is a bird with four wings was enough to let Frank know he's not dealing with the ordinary natural world anymore. To put it simply, Frank suddenly, instinctively, felt Cursed.

Frank cried out in pain, but quickly steeled himself. He had read fantasy stories before. Even if he was cursed, it was probably this bizarre superbird believing that he was Frank was here to hurt him or something. Showing a lack of hostility was the most logical way to diffuse all of this. Frank slowly let go of the pinned animal and looked directly at it. The bird studied Frank just as hard, yet never yielded its panicked attempt to free itself from the wire. Frank, not knowing much about birds despite eating birdseed and whatnot, opened up his backpack and removed the nut bread he got from the coffee place from earlier. He removed a nut from the slice and placed it in the center of his palm. Uncertain if this was in the bird's palate or if it would be enough to earn the creature's trust, Frank once again moved slowly toward the bird.

Frank sat there for several seconds in what he noticed was now silence. The bird had stopped flailing about and was eying Frank; evaluating him. It slowly approached him and quickly plucked the seed from his hand in its beak, eating it just as quickly. It followed with an expectant chirp, asking for more. Frank chuckled, he didn't know how this was going to turn out but he knew he was heading in the right direction. Withdrawing another few nuts from his bread, he began hand-feeding his new... friend? Unclear.

Eventually the bird was quite comfortable with Franks presence, and Frank gestured to the wire on its foot. The animal then presented its leg to Frank, allowing him to touch it. Frank quickly uncoiled the wire, noting how it seemed that a knot was intentionally tied around the creature's foot, as if this was some bizarre trap designed to capture the animal. Actually, going back to that fantasy stuff from earlier Frank could almost bet his ass someone was trying to capture the mysterious curse bird.

Frank's new friend (now clear) hopped onto his shoulder, flapping all four wings as it did so, and pecked his cheek lightly, as if it were an appreciative kiss. Frank felt that cursed feeling vanish completely, replaced with a comfortable aura that felt like Frank had just gotten out of a massage.

"Hey, are you all right?" called a feminine voice from behind Frank. He jumped a little at the new sound. Turning around, he saw a very attractive girl. She had long, black hair, a smooth-featured face, and a nice body shape... but a completely flat chest. Frank lamented it.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just helping this bird caught on some litter and he pecked at me. Sorry for the worry." Frank said what came to his mind quickest and noticed the bird on his shoulder had changed. Whereas it was that fat, 4 feathered gold creature earlier, here now it seemed to be an ordinary Cardinal, but with yellow feathers. Frank emerged from the treeline with his shapeshifted companion still perched on his shoulder.

"Oh, cute. What is it?" Asked the girl, now able to properly appreciate the false form of the bird on Frank's shoulder. The strange thing was that the girl seemed to be completely placid. The bird looked at Frank directly, and tweeted.

"I dunno, I'm pretty sure it's a cardinal. I think I saw online a while back that they can be yellow occasionally." Frank reached up and pet the underside of his companion's beak. He also noticed the girl had her cheerleader uniform hanging out of her backpack, revealing that she went to the same school as him. "Thanks for checking up on me anyway."

"You're welcome, I'm glad you're all right, Bye." she said plainly, flatly, and other synonyms for how dry her tone was. She turned around and walked off, typing something into her phone at light speed with one hand.

'Man, I really wish she had bigger tits, she'd be a stunner,' Frank thought, which was far more important than what he should be doing instead of what to do with the magic bird he had befriended. He looked at his companion on his shoulder and noticed it was staring directly at him. It then glowed for a moment, tweeted...

And then it just flew away.

Frank sighed, alone in the park on his way home as usual. "Magic bird, cool."