"There it is!" Jeremy smirked, cutting away the last foliage in front of him with a machete before sheathing the blade and peering into the clearing. He panted, sweat rolling down his tanned skin and staining the beige explorer clothes that garbed his muscular frame.

Beyond the clearing, massive trees stood, reaching far above all else. Primitive houses with wooden-plank walkways were built among the branches, showing signs of a tree-dwelling civilization. However, Jeremy was more interested in what he could find higher up.

With a deep breath, Jeremy hid, taking a swing of his canteen as he waited for sunset. These harpies aren't a nocturnal lot; it would be stupid to go in right now, he told himself. Securing even just one egg would make him enough money to live on for two or three years if he got it back in one piece.  He liked to think of himself as an opportunist rather than a poacher.

Hours later, Jeremy hoisted himself up high into one of the trees, sneakily entering an unnaturally warm room. Upon turning his lantern on, he noticed magic runes lining the walls, emitting heat and climate control magic. Makes sense; this is a nursery, he told himself as he tiptoed forward, doing his best to keep his breath rate low. He wore talismans to suppress his scent and any sounds he made, hoping it would be enough.

His eyes widened in delight as he looked toward the center and saw a massive, circular nest made of twigs, brush, and various materials. Large eggs of varying colors were tucked in at multiple places, each adorned with a paper seal coated in the same runs glowing upon the walls.

"Huh; I guess I shouldn't be surprised they go so far to ensure their eggs hatch," he whispered as he walked into the nest. Heart racing, he opened his enchanted bag and reached down to grab the first egg. Thanks to spatial magic, he would be able to gather at least ten before having to make his retreat.

As his hand touched the shell of the first egg, the shell glowed, and a jolt of energy shot through Jeremy's hand.

"Ahhh!" He yelped, falling back as he trembled. That hurt! His whole body immediately tingled and felt hot. "W-- What the fuck? A defense mechanism?" He spat, his eyes darting back and forth as he looked around the room. No one was coming, it seemed. Maybe it was just a side effect of that paper seal?

Don't stress… He wiped the sweat from his brow as he reached down to grab the egg again. Another jolt immediately shot through him, causing Jeremy to stumble back as he fell onto his ass with a scream. "F-- Fuck! What the hell!" He growled. Something was wrong; was his ass softer and fatter than usual? He began to stand when slight cracking and popping sounds sounded from his body. "Uggh!" Jeremy was now scared. The surface of his body itched while his insides gradually started to churn and twist. W-- What did they do to me!?

He finally stood straight up before doubling over, wrapping his arms over his gut. "Oh god…. Uggggh…" A tiny ball of immense pressure manifested below his navel while his chest began to hurt. "P-- Potion… Fuck-- fuck…" He took labored breaths and reached into his bag, pulling out a bottle of purple liquid. It contained a potent elixir for removing curses; surely, it would undo whatever happened.

"Hehehe!" A high-pitched voice giggled behind Jeremy while he started to take the cap off.

Oh no-- fuck, fuck, fuck! He turned with a wild look. Behind him stood a petite woman in revealing tribal clothing. She had short, shaggy crimson hair and eyes with pale skin. Her arms turned into wings halfway past her shoulder, and her legs resembled a bird's, talons and all, starting slightly above the knee.

"I can't let you drink that! I want to see what kind of cute new sister I'll be acquiring!" She cutely huffed. The mysterious bird girl raised a feathered arm as her plumage glowed with an ethereal, scarlet light.

Before Jeremy could react, three feathers shot from her wings, accurately striking the potion bottle in his hand and shattering it to bits. "NOOO!" He screamed as the purple fluid seeped into the nest below. "What did you do, y-- arrgh!!" The ball of tension within him began to expand, causing his hips to pop and push outward. Simultaneously, the muscles of his arms and legs slowly melted away while the entirety of his body shrunk.

"Don't worry! You're not going to die, even if you would deserve it for trying to steal away my little sisters. Actually, you won't even be imprisoned! When your body's done changing, you will have plenty of freedom to enjoy your new life here," the bird maiden giggled once more, walking toward Jeremy. "I'm Niala; it's nice to meet you!"

"Stay back! Wh- what are you talking about? What-- what am I turning into?" He spat. He raised his hands, watching in horror as they took on a thinner, more feminine appearance. As his face grew itchy, he scratched his cheek in frustration and, to his horror, quickly noticed his facial hair falling out in clumps. All the while, the dull grinding within his body grew louder, his ears filling with horrific sounds he greatly wished to ignore. She said sister-- am I? No-- no, it can't be…

Niala brightly grinned, her red aura flaring up and bathing the room in ethereal light. "I am the best mage in our quaint little village here; I'm happy to have you here as my test subject," she cheerfully stated, walking around Jeremy in a slow circle as she examined him. "I'm curious how it will feel when your womb grows. Also, please describe what it's like when your genitals change! It's my first time attempting magic like this," she said with genuine wonder.

Jeremy listened in pure horror as Niala's words seeped through his ears. Womb? Changing genitals? This had to be a nightmare, right? He shook his head as tears welled in his eyes. "N-- No…" He tried to take a step backward and stumbled, falling onto his butt. He quickly realized how much extra padding he had downstairs now. A torrent of buttery warmth welled up within his chest and slowly dispersed through his insides. "Ugggh-- m--my chest…" He choked as a bizarre prickle flared up within his nipples, inching outward in every direction.

"Let me help you, dear," Niala responded, chanting something under her breath. She then placed a feathered hand on Jeremy's shoulder.

"W-- What are you--," he gasped as her red aura enveloped him. Seconds later, all of his clothes began melting away. In a matter of seconds, he was completely naked while still on his ass. His cheeks flushed crimson as sweat continued to bead on his skin, rolling onto the nursery floor.

"You will be more comfortable this way," Niala cooed in response. "Oh, wow! Your waist is tightening already, and you almost have A cups. You're progressing so quickly!" She said giddily, her wings fluttering.

"Oh-- oh god, no!!" Jeremy desperately cried, staring down at his chest. What used to be muscular pecs dissipated as two perky tits gradually inflated before his eyes. His nipples darkened to a rosy pink, thickening as they morphed to suit his soon-to-be new anatomy. "Uggghh!" A loud crack sounded from his hips as they shifted and rearranged, the deep pressure below his navel growing at an alarming rate. From his sitting position, he fell onto his back. "No!-- Please-- please don't do this!" He begged, groaning as his muscle continued to melt away.

Jeremy's arms and legs softened, excess hair falling out as the limbs shrunk and took on a thinner appearance. While his waist pulled inward, his ass inflated into a plump, round peach. This was further exaggerated when his spine shifted, pushing inward near his tailbone in tandem with his shrinking waist. "Aggghh N-- No! I-- I don't want fucking curves!" He wailed, looking past his budding tits in horror.

"Now, now! Your hips look so lovely!" Niala chimed, kneeling by Jeremy's side as she brushed her feathers over his cheek. "You have a wonderful back curve coming in as well; that means your ass will look extra good!"

Jeremy's blood ran cold while adrenaline coursed through his increasingly less masculine body. "Y-- You fucking bitch, I will I-- ah!" His voice cracked, soaring up a few octaves as his crotch began to throb and spasm. The pressure below his navel finally stopped growing outward, his lower body now having a supple, feminine shape. "No-- no, god…" He shook his head in disbelief as the insides of his thighs churned with the sensation of tiny stings and pin pricks saturating every cell. "Errrghh…" He groaned, shifting his legs uncomfortably. His once muscular legs softened and shrunk, becoming something better suited to his perfect hip-to-waist ratio as the unnatural sensations intensified. No-- fuck! I-- I worked hard for those muscles! He screamed internally, watching as his muscular thighs and calves washed away.  

"Oooh! You're definitely an A cup now; let's see if you reach B!" Niala giggled.

"NO! I-- I will never do anything like this again! I-- EEEP!" Jeremy let out a girlish squeal as Niala's feathers brushed over his puffy, sensitive nipples. A shock went through his chest as he let out a slight mewing sound, closing his eyes tightly.

"Sensitive, aren't they? I am sure you have already learned your lesson, but nothing will stop you from becoming my little sister now," Niala purred, leaning in as she nipped Jeremy's neck.  

"Oooh…" Jeremy moaned, trying to regain his senses. There was no way in hell he could let this bitch win! But could he really do anything about it? He felt his penis throb and twitch, growing erect as Niala teased him.

"You know, you're rather well endowed. But I'm sure you will have an equally lovely vulva to compensate for the loss," Niala teased, looking down at the man's cock. A devilish grin spread across her face as she moved lower.

"V-- Vulva?" Jeremy cried as his hair slowly grew, becoming pink. He barely noticed his face changing, his lips growing a little fuller while his squared, masculine features dissipated. No-- I don't-- I don't want to be a fucking girl… I don't want to be a goddamn harpy… He thought back to right before he left for this journey; he was drinking with the boys and brought a hot piece of ass back to his inn room for the night. Would he truly never get to experience that again?

Before he got too lost in thought, a jolt of ecstasy shot through his cock, Niala's tongue pushing over the shaft. "Agggh!" Jeremy squeaked, trembling as his breathing grew ragged. It felt so fucking good, and she barely did anything. Her whole mouth descended, taking his manhood in as her tongue flicked over his head and wrapped around his penis while her head bobbed.

"F-- Fuck-- ahhh… Oooooh…" Jeremy moaned, his rational thoughts fading away as his mind went blank. I shouldn't-- I… Oh god, that feels good… All the while, his new breasts stopped growing at a hefty C cup, slowly jiggling as he deeply breathed.

Niala pulled back slightly, flashing Jeremy a sly smile. "Sexual pleasure and release speed up the transformation. We're going to fast-track your new pussy, okay, dear? Your subspecies of harpy don't have a cloaca, so egg-laying will be a little more difficult. But, I am sure you'll love how it feels to birth your eggs," she teased before re-doubling her efforts.

"W-- what!? E-- eggs!? No, no, no-- Pl-- oooooh!" Jeremy's panic cut off as his testicles and pelvis twitch and throb. As Niala pleasured him, the bones below his hips creaked and popped with a cacophony of bony grinding. His dick and balls migrated lower, gradually repositioning. A thought briefly stuck with him; pussies were set lower on the female body than male genitals were. "St-- stop…" Jeremy whined as his scrotum tightened, beginning to pull against his body as the wrinkles smoothed. Simultaneously, his testicles ascended, inching upward as they exited his now-empty scrotum. "Uggh! M-- My balls M--oooooh!" As his testes started their journey, orgasm overwhelmed Jeremy. A mind-numbing tempest of euphoric bliss consumed every fiber of his being as jets of hot, sticky semen shot into Niala's mouth, who gladly lapped up every last drop.

Niala giggled, happily accepting his load before pulling back a little. "Your testicles aren't abandoning you… Just moving a little," she insisted.

Jeremy squirmed as a burning itch consumed his arms and legs. He hardly noticed as his feet quivered and popped, reshaping. His toes reshaped and fused as they gradually grew out into bird-like talons. "Nnnng!" Jeremy arched his hips up while NIala continued her assault. Even after orgasming once, he felt himself mounting toward another, which never happened as a man. Niala's head bobbed less and less as the seconds passed. He didn't want to admit the truth, but he could tell his penis was shrinking and losing length. "N-- noo…." He begged, his voice now wholly feminine.

A tearing sensation soon followed, moving down the length of his scrotum as the malleable flesh reformed into her inner and outer labia. As the head of his penis receded to the cleft of her new womanhood, she noticed something disturbing as Niala's tongue flicked over the head. His urethra was no longer there; his cock had become a featureless nub of concentrated nerves. "Oooooh!" She screeched, pushing her hips upward as her pseudo vulva spasmed and quivered. Oh god-- I'm sorry, I'm sorry… I don't want this…" Despite her protests, another orgasm hit her, cascading through her now petite form. Niala couldn't take him into her mouth by now, opting to flick her tongue over the head of Jeremy's penis as it finished its ascension into her feminine sex. His foreskin, in turn, reshaped into her new clitoral hood. "N-- Not my cock-- please give it back..." He pleaded, horrified at the prospect of never having an erection or peeing while standing.  

"Oooh, you have such a perfect shape! I'm honestly jealous," Niala playfully pouted, finally pulling away from Jeremy. "A couple of holes are about to form; sorry about that!" She cheered with a small laugh.

"H-- holes?..." Jeremy murmured, glistening in sweat. Fluffy pink feathers gradually covered his arms as his fingers stiffened and forcefully came together. "W-- What?" She squeaked, trying to open her hands to no avail. She watched with wonder and horror, her bones melting together as her digits disappeared into the glossy, pink plumage. It itched and felt stranger than she had ever felt, but it didn't hurt. "M-- My hands--" She cried, panting in the afterglow of her first sexual experienced. She tried the move them but only managed to flutter her wings. However, her hands weren't completely gone. She felt the bones to some extent and had a nail-like talon where she would have expected her thumbs to be.

"Oh, you won't miss them! I promise you'll adore being able to fly, Rika," Niala assured her.  

"I-- Oooooh… R-- RIka?" Rika squealed as she felt something open between her legs. First, her new female urethra split apart between the folds of her feminine flower. Seconds later, her vagina finally opened, twitching and writhing as sticky fluid seeped onto the ground.

"All holes accounted for now! Your puffy is fully formed!" Niala chimed. "Now for the fun part… Do you feel anything below your belly button, dear?"

Oh god-- nothing else, please… Rika sat in disbelief, looking between her fluffy pink wings and round, perky tits. "This-- this is a dream…." She shook her head slowly. As the warm nursery air caressed her body, she felt the foreign sensation of her flat, female crotch twitching and throbbing. Her clitoris still twitched and pulsed in the aftermath of Niala's skillful tongue movements. "This-- my voice…" She stammered, shaking as she sat up and looked down at herself. She had bird-like talons instead of feet, and her legs appeared inhuman while pristine, feathery fluff went partially up her thighs. The form before her was distinctly female. 

Before she could say anything else, a deep throbbing erupted within Rika's abdomen. Unlike before, she felt like an object was literally growing inside of her rather than her orgasms simply changing. "Oooooh!" Rika moaned as the tension within her caused her pussy to quiver. She instinctively pushed her hips upward, her vaginal opening growing wetter by the second. "W-- what is-- that?" Rika gasped. Her body was acting on its own, a strange, new thought echoing in her head. Adjust your hips, spread your legs, her instincts insisted. "What-- what am I doing? P-- Please… Turn me back… I-- I don't want to be a harpy…" Rika whined. Despite her protests, she spread her legs, her hips shaking as the pressure within her amplified.

"You're going to love being a harpy, sweetie!" Niala promised, adjusting as she sat by Rika's side. She then leaned over and kissed her forehead gently. "One of the best things about being a harpy is how our bodies have evolved to reward those who lay lots of eggs," she purred, moving her head down as she gently nipped Rika's nipple and flicked her tongue over the hardened point.

"Eeeep!" Rika squealed as a burst of mixed pain and bliss surged through her tender breast. At the same time, the object within her shifted. "Oooh-- w--what… No… I-- I don't…" She begged, trying to fight her instincts. Keep your legs spread. Bear down, her primal nature urged against her diminishing male pride.

"Don't fight it, dear," Niala gently urged.

"Nooo! I-- I can't-- I… I can't lay an egg-- ooooh…" She tried her hardest to fight it but couldn't as she found herself pushing and bearing down. Her cervix widened as the egg gradually descended from her womb, a millimeter at a time. "Aggggh! I-- I'm a man! I'm a man! I-- I can't birth an egg! Oh god-- no, no, no!!" Rika screamed, her feathers fluttering. She tried to push her legs together but was unable to. Her body continuously moved downward as the ovular object forced her birth canal open. Her immediate thought was that this would hurt; when women birthed children, it usually came with a great deal of pain. Fear filled Rika, tears streaming from her face.

"Shhh, it's okay. Like I told you, we are rewarded for laying eggs. You can feel that pressure building, right? It's not leading to pain, I promise. Laying eggs will become something you look forward to more than anything else," she promised with a warm smile, gently brushing her feathers over the newly-minted bird maiden's cheek.

Rika felt relieved and terrified at the same time. Her instincts urged that she listen to Niala, continue pushing downward, and feel excited for the sensations to come. "No-- I… I shouldn't want this… Oooooh…" Her whole body shuddered as the egg slid halfway into her vagina. Suddenly, a small orgasmic ripple shot through her pussy, seeping through her pelvis as milky warmth washed through her body. "A--ahhh! Ooooh…" That felt amazing, and it was just the start. As the egg fully entered her vagina, she let out a loud purr. The tension within her refused to yield, continuing onward as it built toward something more significant.

"There you go… Keep pushing; let's get that egg out, okay?" Niala pressed part of her wing against Rika's abdomen, rubbing in slow circles.

"Mmm-- ooooh…" Rika gasped as Niala rubbed her. The pressure caused her pussy to throb and spasm around her egg. She bore down harder as the egg forced her pussy walls apart to their limit. "Hnnnnng! Oh-- oh goood!" Rika squealed as her cervix shut behind the egg. The object was now entirely within her vagina, the very tip poking out through her rosy pink folds.

"I can see it now! Keep at it! Your biggest reward is coming," Niala urged, still massaging the pink-haired harpy with her wing.

I shouldn't-- I shouldn't like this, I--... I want to feel it… I…  Her protesting thoughts melted away as her vaginal opening spread wide. "Mmmmm-- ahhhh!" Rika pushed harder, the glistening egg slipping halfway out. The most immense orgasm of her life finally hit as the tension broke. She saw stars, fearing she might actually black out as waves of pure, unfiltered ecstasy shot through her vaginal walls and pelvis. Her pussy fell into a fit of uncontrollable contractions, loud moans and purrs filling the nursery. Oh god-- this feels so good-- yes-- yes… This is what I have to do… All she could think about was how amazing she felt. The egg pushed outward inch by inch as her climax continued with no end in sight. Push… Push a little more… She bore down one final time amidst the unfathomable euphoria, causing the giant egg to fully slide out of her body and into the feathered arms of Niala, who carefully gathered it.

"You did an amazing job. I'm really proud of you, Rika," Niala smiled brightly. She stood and walked over to an open spot in the nursery, carefully laying the egg down before coming back to sit by Rika's side. She nuzzled the fluffy pink harpy, giving her a kiss on the head.

"I-- I… Did well?" Rika stammered, barely able to hold a coherent thought. Her birth canal still twitched and writhed, oozing as her body warmly and comfortably tingled. Could she really do this? She briefly thought back to her life up until now. Stealing, lying, trying to get ahead, and finding women to fuck daily. Was it really worth the emotional bandwidth to be sad over losing that? Her cheeks suddenly flushed as she huffed. "N-- No-- I… I shouldn't like this… I shouldn't be this," she whined, closing her eyes in defiance.

Niala raised an eyebrow before laughing. "You shouldn't like this? You shouldn't be a cute harpy, huh?" She asked teasingly, leaning back in as she rested her face against Rika's neck. "Admit it. You loved laying that egg, didn't you?"

Rika's face turned bright crimson as she grunted and turned her head away. "I-- I don't know what you're talking about!" She cried, silently cursing herself for not bei on.



STORY END


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