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Chapter 5
by Deadedge
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You finger some chickens.
You grab at your hard on over your overalls and Jenny looks over at you.
"Are you hard?" she asks, incredulous.
"Of course I am," you admit, gesturing to the scene before you. "Look at all this."
"Aww my little brother is all grown up," Betty teases, massaging her tits. "I know you're wet too, little sister," she adds. "I used to squeeze my thighs together like that too." You glance over to your obviously horny as hell twin and she blushes furiously. She's the prettiest little thing, you suddenly think. She seems to finally come to a decision though and looks to you, shrugging. Through your twintuition you can tell she's sharing these new burgeoning feelings you are. And there's work to do right? There were eggs that needed collecting...
You and your sister strip down by yourselves, and while you had a quick image of tearing Jenny's clothes off in the barn you're kind of captivated watching her strip on her own. She's not doing it in any particularly sexy way, but as she sheds the baggy layers of farm clothes and reveals her firm lithe figure you feel your erection harden. The sound of Bibbi and Betty moaning as they rub themselves contributes to it.
"Ohh look at that cock," one of the other chickens say, clicking her tongue approvingly. The other birds shift in their nests, their knees parting. You and your twin survey the ... menu, so to speak, and the colourful crests flare at you with interest.
"I guess we're fingering some chickens," you say to Jenny. You find her eyes have fallen onto your throbbing erection and when she catches herself staring she clears her throat and turns to the pen.
"Okay then..." she says, stepping into the fray and sitting down next to the nearest feathered girl. She has a blue coloured crest and a slightly sharper beak than the others. "Piper right?" she asks the chicken, who nods, reaching for your twin's body and stroking her skin with her wing feathers.
"Touch me," Piper coos, turning her hips to Jenny and scooting her crotch forward. You watch your sister tentatively touch the chicken's nethers, a fluttering moan escaping the bird's throat.
"I could get used to this," you hear your sister say as she slips a finger into Piper. You get pulled away by Bibbi who's gotten to her feet.
"My sister's got eggs," she says, sitting you down next to a slightly thinner chicken. Or at least she has smaller breasts. Her thighs appear thicker, but otherwise this one looks remarkably similar to Bibbi. She has a slightly longer rest crest and also appears to be a bit more shy.
"Bobbin," you say, remembering her name. She nods, eyeing your cock with interest.
"It's funny finally seeing you in here in the Big Barn," Bibbi says. She glances over her shoulder and your gaze follows her. Your sister Betty seems to be confident enough in your chicken raising skills to leave you be and crawls over to handle one of the remaining birds. "I see you staring when you come feed us. At these." She lifts her large tits up in her arms, squeezing them together. Your cock throbs.
"Yeah," you admit, at first wanting to avert your eyes until you realise it's fine to stare so you do. "You have nipples. I wonder why you have nipples." Bibbi looks down at her tits and her hands instinctively go to her nipples, these sharp pink nubs that she tweezes between her fingers. Bobbin wipes her beak of drool watching this exchange but doesn't speak. And it was a fair question, you thought, since birds in general don't breast feed.
"They're not really nipples," Bibbi says, still massaging them. She obviously enjoys it. "It's just how our breasts ... end?" she tilts her head in thought, her fingers running down her cleavage. "Just a result of how we evolved I guess. We hatch our chicks in between our warm tits. Tits just like growing into this shape I suppose... and to a point?" She seems unsure of her hypothesis but you nod, caring less and less about the explanation as you watch this sexy chicken playing with her breasts. Your fingers twitch and it seems like Bobbin notices this so she grabs your arm and places your hand onto her own breast. Her nipple, for lack of a better word, is hard in your palm. You grip onto Bobbin's flesh and she sighs, her hips grinding against her leg which is folded beneath her. Bibbi moves aside and wraps her arm around you to bring you closer to her sister. "Get the egg," she says to you, stroking your ear with her surprisingly soft finger. "Hers are pretty deep."
With your closeness now Bobbin's legs seem to spread on their own and you get a whiff of her musky hole. The heat in the barn is making things steamy in here, but the smells are not unpleasant. Bobbin in particular has a flowery scent to her. You look at her tight slit and see it glisten. You wonder how she can push such a large egg out of such small opening. Obviously you had to see how it works and put your hand against her crotch. The bird ruffles her feathers at your touch, holding her moan inside her throat. She's so incredibly damp in her downy feathers between her legs. Sliding your fingers along the slit gives you more reactions, Bobbin's head obviously her namesake as she tilts and turns her face, responding to every little touch. She's so incredibly wet you realise you just want to stick something in her and so you do. Your finger glides into her pussy easily, and as you do so you feel like you need to correct some of your thoughts.
You remember one class on chicken anatomy where you found out that birds only have one opening where everything comes out of. The organ is called a cloaca, where both eggs and waste exit the chicken. It's also where she receives fertilisation... all the one hole. You expected it to be be dirtier than it is and you watch your fingers with interest stroking in and out of her. The pleasure is building in Bobbin and she leans backwards, her hips rising to meet your thrust. At this angle you see something unexpected... a second hole beneath what you assumed was her cloaca... it looks like an anus. Bibbi notices your confused expression and her sharp eyes see what you see.
"Morphing changes us," she explains as you keep fingering her sister. "Our cloacas become true vaginas... then were form an anus." You nod, fascinated by the science and getting incredibly turned on by the possibilities.
"I'm gonna cum," Bobbin announces, her chest heaving as she bucks against your hands. You're knuckle deep in the moaning chicken and you wonder if you should pull your fingers out.
"Keep going," Bibbi says, stroking your back, her feathers tickling you lightly. Doing as you're told you bring the thicc chicken to her first orgasm. She convulses, still moaning until she runs out of breath and she coughs with a clucking sound. Gasping, she props her self onto her elbows, still humping your hand. You're getting drench to your wrist by the lubrication she's discharging and you think she might be close to laying.
"I need more," Bobbin says, tongue hanging out the corner of her beak. "I need more." Still weak from her climax she reaches ineffectually at your cock. "Mooore...pleease?"
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