Feeding the Bird
Feeding the Bird (M Grovyle / F Swellow)
By Mnementh
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It is Spring time, which means it is time for bird Pokemon to mate. One Swellow has an accident, however, but she is tended to by a kind Grovyle roaming through the forest. Guess what they do next ; )
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A beautiful Swellow was perched high up in a tree, twittering loudly to proclaim her territory to the rest of the birds in the forest. It was Spring time again and instincts seemed to be driving all of her actions lately. She flew quickly to another branch and repeated the same song once again. Her red and white breast trembled slightly as she quickly inhaled and exhaled in time with her song. At last, she seemed satisfied. "This will be a perfect place to raise my young" she thought to herself, admiring the spot she had chosen to build a nest.
Now that Swellow had finally found a good nesting site, another instinct began to take control of her body. She felt herself growing hot and flustered, side effects of coming into heat. The horny bird took off, calling out madly for any males willing to court her and eventually mate. "Oh god, I'm so hot!" she complained to herself, flying very fast now. "Forget the courtship, I just need a mate!" She closed her eyes for a second, her yells becoming angrier because no one had come to mate with her yet. Swellow opened her eyes again and immediately found out why you should never close your eyes while flying. She fluttered her wings madly, trying to avoid the thick branch in her path, but was too late. Her reflex was to protect her face with a wing as she slammed into the branch, falling to the ground unconscious in a cloud feathers.
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A Grovyle was walking around the forest, looking for some berries he could satisfy his hunger with. "I love the spring" he said out loud to no one. He stopped walking for a second, enjoying the mix of sounds all the birds were making. Grovyle let out a depressed sigh. "All those birds just fly around and find mates each spring while I'm stuck living alone." It had been a couple years now since being abandoned by his trainer. The shock and pain had ended long ago but, in their place, loneliness loomed. He had found a small den for himself which he had lived in alone. "Stop it" he said to himself. "Winter is over, spring is here, I should be happy." But deep inside Grovyle knew he was longing for a companion, someone to share the rest of his life with.
Suddenly, he noticed a mass of black and red feathers laying motionless under a large tree. Grovyle immediately recognized it to be a Swellow but had no idea why it would be laying on the forest floor. Curiosity took the better of him and he walked over to where the Pokemon was laying. Noticing the bird was female, he lightly shook her body, trying to wake her up. Swellow's eyes flitted open and she let a pained sound.
"Unngh, what happened?" she asked. When she finally noticed the Grovyle that had woken her she let out a startled squawk.
"Please, don't be afraid of me" Grovyle begged more than said. "It's just that I saw you lying on the ground and, well, I thought that was a rather strange place for a bird to be taking a nap. Please, eat some of these berries I got, they'll give you some strength back."
Swellow calmed down and took one of the berries he offered her. "Mmmm, you picked some great berries" she complimented. "I remember I was flying around when suddenly pain took over my body. Next thing I know, I see you prodding me awake." The odd sensation of heat began returning to her body then. "Thanks a lot for your help, but I've really got to get going." Swellow stood up on her feet and hopped to take off, spreading out her wings. Problem was that only one of her wings stretched fully out, the other remained slightly bent and crooked. She fell hard on the ground from the failed takeoff, groaning in pain as she tried to regain her composure.
Grovyle quickly ran over and began helping her to her feet. "Are you alright?" he asked, sounding sincerely concerned.
Swellow ruffled her feathers in a bird's equivalent of a shrug, "Besides my pride, I feel fine. But whatever happened to me, it looks like one of wings is broken." Her body's desire was growing stronger now, urging her to go and find a mate. She stretched out her injured wing as far as she could, grimacing in pain as she did so. She groaned in pain and distress as she looked at the wing, bending in places it should not be. Swellow retracted the wing and said, "Well, looks like I'll be grounded for some time." No longer able to keep up the appearance of being tough, she broke down in tears, not wanting to think of how long it would be before she flew again.
Grovyle placed a reassuring arm around her back and began patting her feathers. "Please, don't cry. I have a nice den more than big enough for us. If you would like, you can stay with me until your wing heals.
Tears dripping off her beak, she nodded, "T...That, would b...be great. Thank you v....v..very much."
"Come on, let's go before you attract the attention of a Persian." With that, Grovyle helped Swellow to her feet, offered her some more berries which she eagerly accepted, and began leading her to his home.
After about ten minutes, the unlikely pair arrived at the entrance to Grovyle's den. "Well, this is it" he said, motioning Swellow inside. She had to admit, it seemed like a nice enough place to live, maybe even better than in the treetops. Looking around, she saw rocks set up here and there, no doubt placed there by Grovyle for relaxing on. In the far corner she saw a bed of grass which must have been his bed. The thing that caught her attention the most was how bright it was inside the den, the sunlight seemed to bounce off some reflective things, lighting up the entire cave. "Those are mirrors" he said, noticing her awed expression while staring at them. "I learned about them while I lived with my trainer before he abandoned me."
Swellow gasped, fluttering her feathers. "You were abandoned by a trainer? That's terrible, I'm so sorry."
"Don't worry about it, the shock has long worn off." Grovyle sighed, "But I haven't been the same sense." He walked over to one of the rocks and reclined on it. Unconsciously, Swellow's gaze fell immediately onto his package. Staring at his sheath, balls, and tail hole caused the heat to begin building up inside of her again.
"It might be a little late, but I know how to make you feel better" she said with a sly grin. Before he could ask what she was doing, she had hopped over to where he was laying and buried her mouth into his crotch. Grovyle let out a startled moan as he felt her rough beak tracing circles around his hole. Although he didn't want to admit it, the pleasure was incredible. He spread his legs farther apart, giving Swellow full access to what she wanted. The tip of his pokehood began to peek out, the pale pink contrasting against his green body. Grovyle shuddered in pleasure as her mouth moved up to his balls, his tail twitching along with the leaves on his arms. Swellow began flicking at his sack with her small tongue, torturing the grass Pokemon with the tickling sensation.
"Oh yes!" he groaned as his sack was fondled. This was the first time another being had touched him this way passionately and he was loving every second of it. Swellow moved her beak up to his emerging prick, tracing along his sheath and the underside of his rod. Grovyle bucked his hips at the new feeling, the hard beak was painful but she was expertly causing pleasure as well. After a few seconds, his entire cock was throbbing in the air, a modest 4 inches of meat. Swellow picked up her head and admired his maleness, cooing softly as she felt herself getting wet. She reached out with her good wing and began tracing the feathers all over his rod. Grovyle yelled out loud from the cruel pleasure, thrusting his hips into her wing. The tickling made his climax come faster than it ever did before. He let out a deep groan as his seed shot out, hitting her in the face and chest. Swellow eagerly licked up all of his cum that she could get to, skillfully catching his last shots in midair. "Ohhhhhhhh" he moaned after he stopped cumming. "Thanks, I needed that."
"The pleasure was all mine, I assure you" Swellow said, chuckling. Her desire was growing out of control now. She desperately tried to stretch her one good wing behind her, just barely able to get a tip of one of her feathers to scratch against her clit.
"Please, allow me" Grovyle said, laughing. "It's the least I can do." She nodded her head and quickly turned around. Swellow than laid down on her breast with her long tail feathers pointing straight up in the air, giving him an unobstructed view of her cunt. He had never pleasured a female before, but his instincts told him to the same to her clit as she had done to his dick. The scent of her in heat guided him on and he buried his mouth into her ass. He began to run circles around her pussy with his rough tongue, earning moans of pleasure from the horny bird. Grovyle found the taste of her juices to be rather tasty and he began to speed up his treatment, trying to get more of it. He then found her sensitive mound of flesh and began to lightly nibble on it with his teeth. Swellow cried out in surprise at first, but quickly allowed her body to soak in the pleasure as his harmless teeth continued to torture her. Swellow's entire body began shaking, feathers ruffling as her orgasm neared. Suddenly, Grovyle got the idea to stick his tongue into where the juices were coming from. He thrust it as deep as he could inside of her cunt, licking eagerly at her walls. "YES!" she cried out in pleasure as the orgasm rocked her body, showering Grovyle with the prize he had been searching for. He eagerly lapped up all of her cum, his tongue still inside of her as she convulsed. When Swellow finally stopped cumming, he withdrew his tongue and stood back up, licking his lips. He looked down and saw that his pokehood was fully erect again, surprising himself with his body's eagerness. "You were great, Grov...." she started to say, but she trailed off as she glanced behind herself and saw him standing there with his member pulsing in the air. "Grovyle, please. Do me!" Swellow screamed, still enjoying the afterglow of cumming.
Almost immediately, he was on her again, position his rock hard cock at her entrance. She moaned expectantly as her outer lips were spread by his member. With one quick motion, Grovyle slammed his length into her wet pussy, sliding her body forward along the floor from the force of his thrust. Swellow didn't mind, she just groaned in ecstasy as her walls were spread by his rod. He withdrew and pounded into her again, fucking her at a very irregular pace. Feeling her feathers against his body turned him on even more. He began slamming her at a more regular rate now, slowly sliding his pokehood out and then pounding it hard back into her. Even with all her juices she already released, Swellow's walls grabbed tightly at his prick each time he entered. Grovyle began groaning as he continued to fuck her, instincts and lust taking over his body. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her chest and began humping her doggy style, only withdrawing a small portion of his cock each time he pumped, trying to get his dick to go deeper and deeper. Swellow cried out at the new treatment, her pleasure spot being tormented by this new method. She began cooing loudly as her climax neared for a second time. Pre began dripping out of Grovyle's rod as he moved around inside her, his tail twitching which indicated that his orgasm was nearing as well. Unable to control herself any longer, Swellow yelled out as a second, stronger orgasm took over her body. She began twitching uncontrollably, further exciting Grovyle. His moans became louder as he dick was squeezed by her contracting walls but he continued to fuck as hard as he could. His tail was twitching wildly now and Grovyle could feel his balls begin to contract. The convulsing bird had succeeded in getting him to cum with her. With a deep groan of pleasure, he thrust into one last time, spilling his warm seed into her waiting cunt. Swellow's shuddering walls milked every last drop of cum out of him. Once he stopped cumming, Grovyle retracted his limp member out of her pussy with a loud "plop" sound. A mixture of their juices quickly followed, spilling out of Swellow's body onto the ground below.
"Mmmmmmmm. You were great, Grovyle" Swellow said appreciately to the grass Pokemon.
"Hey, whatever you need to feel more comfortable here, you got it" Grovyle replied, chuckling.
Suddenly, an idea came to Swellow. She had found her mate. It didn't matter what species he was, Grovyle was kind, caring, and gifted when it came to making love. What more could she have asked for in a male? "Grovyle" she said, hesitating. "I.....I love you, Grovyle."
Grovyle was taken aback by the sudden comment. After being abandoned, his first thought was a suspicious one. What if she abandoned him just like his trainer had? But, looking in Swellow's beautiful eyes, those thoughts quickly left him. Here was someone who finally wanted to be with him. No longer would he live alone! "Swellow, I love you too, you have no idea how much your love means to me." And with that, the two Pokemon embraced each other and engaged in a passionate kiss, solidifying their vows of love to each other.
The End
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I love watching the wild birds that live around my house so it was about time I wrote a lemon featuring a bird Pokemon.
It was little sappy in the end, but after those cruel lemons, I needed to write something with a sappy ending. I like how it turned out, at least.
I also want to thank Duel Dude for creating the term, pokehood. That word is great, I plan to use it more in future lemons : )
Oh well, please post or email comments, suggestions, and/or requests:
[email protected]
By Mnementh
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It is Spring time, which means it is time for bird Pokemon to mate. One Swellow has an accident, however, but she is tended to by a kind Grovyle roaming through the forest. Guess what they do next ; )
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A beautiful Swellow was perched high up in a tree, twittering loudly to proclaim her territory to the rest of the birds in the forest. It was Spring time again and instincts seemed to be driving all of her actions lately. She flew quickly to another branch and repeated the same song once again. Her red and white breast trembled slightly as she quickly inhaled and exhaled in time with her song. At last, she seemed satisfied. "This will be a perfect place to raise my young" she thought to herself, admiring the spot she had chosen to build a nest.
Now that Swellow had finally found a good nesting site, another instinct began to take control of her body. She felt herself growing hot and flustered, side effects of coming into heat. The horny bird took off, calling out madly for any males willing to court her and eventually mate. "Oh god, I'm so hot!" she complained to herself, flying very fast now. "Forget the courtship, I just need a mate!" She closed her eyes for a second, her yells becoming angrier because no one had come to mate with her yet. Swellow opened her eyes again and immediately found out why you should never close your eyes while flying. She fluttered her wings madly, trying to avoid the thick branch in her path, but was too late. Her reflex was to protect her face with a wing as she slammed into the branch, falling to the ground unconscious in a cloud feathers.
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A Grovyle was walking around the forest, looking for some berries he could satisfy his hunger with. "I love the spring" he said out loud to no one. He stopped walking for a second, enjoying the mix of sounds all the birds were making. Grovyle let out a depressed sigh. "All those birds just fly around and find mates each spring while I'm stuck living alone." It had been a couple years now since being abandoned by his trainer. The shock and pain had ended long ago but, in their place, loneliness loomed. He had found a small den for himself which he had lived in alone. "Stop it" he said to himself. "Winter is over, spring is here, I should be happy." But deep inside Grovyle knew he was longing for a companion, someone to share the rest of his life with.
Suddenly, he noticed a mass of black and red feathers laying motionless under a large tree. Grovyle immediately recognized it to be a Swellow but had no idea why it would be laying on the forest floor. Curiosity took the better of him and he walked over to where the Pokemon was laying. Noticing the bird was female, he lightly shook her body, trying to wake her up. Swellow's eyes flitted open and she let a pained sound.
"Unngh, what happened?" she asked. When she finally noticed the Grovyle that had woken her she let out a startled squawk.
"Please, don't be afraid of me" Grovyle begged more than said. "It's just that I saw you lying on the ground and, well, I thought that was a rather strange place for a bird to be taking a nap. Please, eat some of these berries I got, they'll give you some strength back."
Swellow calmed down and took one of the berries he offered her. "Mmmm, you picked some great berries" she complimented. "I remember I was flying around when suddenly pain took over my body. Next thing I know, I see you prodding me awake." The odd sensation of heat began returning to her body then. "Thanks a lot for your help, but I've really got to get going." Swellow stood up on her feet and hopped to take off, spreading out her wings. Problem was that only one of her wings stretched fully out, the other remained slightly bent and crooked. She fell hard on the ground from the failed takeoff, groaning in pain as she tried to regain her composure.
Grovyle quickly ran over and began helping her to her feet. "Are you alright?" he asked, sounding sincerely concerned.
Swellow ruffled her feathers in a bird's equivalent of a shrug, "Besides my pride, I feel fine. But whatever happened to me, it looks like one of wings is broken." Her body's desire was growing stronger now, urging her to go and find a mate. She stretched out her injured wing as far as she could, grimacing in pain as she did so. She groaned in pain and distress as she looked at the wing, bending in places it should not be. Swellow retracted the wing and said, "Well, looks like I'll be grounded for some time." No longer able to keep up the appearance of being tough, she broke down in tears, not wanting to think of how long it would be before she flew again.
Grovyle placed a reassuring arm around her back and began patting her feathers. "Please, don't cry. I have a nice den more than big enough for us. If you would like, you can stay with me until your wing heals.
Tears dripping off her beak, she nodded, "T...That, would b...be great. Thank you v....v..very much."
"Come on, let's go before you attract the attention of a Persian." With that, Grovyle helped Swellow to her feet, offered her some more berries which she eagerly accepted, and began leading her to his home.
After about ten minutes, the unlikely pair arrived at the entrance to Grovyle's den. "Well, this is it" he said, motioning Swellow inside. She had to admit, it seemed like a nice enough place to live, maybe even better than in the treetops. Looking around, she saw rocks set up here and there, no doubt placed there by Grovyle for relaxing on. In the far corner she saw a bed of grass which must have been his bed. The thing that caught her attention the most was how bright it was inside the den, the sunlight seemed to bounce off some reflective things, lighting up the entire cave. "Those are mirrors" he said, noticing her awed expression while staring at them. "I learned about them while I lived with my trainer before he abandoned me."
Swellow gasped, fluttering her feathers. "You were abandoned by a trainer? That's terrible, I'm so sorry."
"Don't worry about it, the shock has long worn off." Grovyle sighed, "But I haven't been the same sense." He walked over to one of the rocks and reclined on it. Unconsciously, Swellow's gaze fell immediately onto his package. Staring at his sheath, balls, and tail hole caused the heat to begin building up inside of her again.
"It might be a little late, but I know how to make you feel better" she said with a sly grin. Before he could ask what she was doing, she had hopped over to where he was laying and buried her mouth into his crotch. Grovyle let out a startled moan as he felt her rough beak tracing circles around his hole. Although he didn't want to admit it, the pleasure was incredible. He spread his legs farther apart, giving Swellow full access to what she wanted. The tip of his pokehood began to peek out, the pale pink contrasting against his green body. Grovyle shuddered in pleasure as her mouth moved up to his balls, his tail twitching along with the leaves on his arms. Swellow began flicking at his sack with her small tongue, torturing the grass Pokemon with the tickling sensation.
"Oh yes!" he groaned as his sack was fondled. This was the first time another being had touched him this way passionately and he was loving every second of it. Swellow moved her beak up to his emerging prick, tracing along his sheath and the underside of his rod. Grovyle bucked his hips at the new feeling, the hard beak was painful but she was expertly causing pleasure as well. After a few seconds, his entire cock was throbbing in the air, a modest 4 inches of meat. Swellow picked up her head and admired his maleness, cooing softly as she felt herself getting wet. She reached out with her good wing and began tracing the feathers all over his rod. Grovyle yelled out loud from the cruel pleasure, thrusting his hips into her wing. The tickling made his climax come faster than it ever did before. He let out a deep groan as his seed shot out, hitting her in the face and chest. Swellow eagerly licked up all of his cum that she could get to, skillfully catching his last shots in midair. "Ohhhhhhhh" he moaned after he stopped cumming. "Thanks, I needed that."
"The pleasure was all mine, I assure you" Swellow said, chuckling. Her desire was growing out of control now. She desperately tried to stretch her one good wing behind her, just barely able to get a tip of one of her feathers to scratch against her clit.
"Please, allow me" Grovyle said, laughing. "It's the least I can do." She nodded her head and quickly turned around. Swellow than laid down on her breast with her long tail feathers pointing straight up in the air, giving him an unobstructed view of her cunt. He had never pleasured a female before, but his instincts told him to the same to her clit as she had done to his dick. The scent of her in heat guided him on and he buried his mouth into her ass. He began to run circles around her pussy with his rough tongue, earning moans of pleasure from the horny bird. Grovyle found the taste of her juices to be rather tasty and he began to speed up his treatment, trying to get more of it. He then found her sensitive mound of flesh and began to lightly nibble on it with his teeth. Swellow cried out in surprise at first, but quickly allowed her body to soak in the pleasure as his harmless teeth continued to torture her. Swellow's entire body began shaking, feathers ruffling as her orgasm neared. Suddenly, Grovyle got the idea to stick his tongue into where the juices were coming from. He thrust it as deep as he could inside of her cunt, licking eagerly at her walls. "YES!" she cried out in pleasure as the orgasm rocked her body, showering Grovyle with the prize he had been searching for. He eagerly lapped up all of her cum, his tongue still inside of her as she convulsed. When Swellow finally stopped cumming, he withdrew his tongue and stood back up, licking his lips. He looked down and saw that his pokehood was fully erect again, surprising himself with his body's eagerness. "You were great, Grov...." she started to say, but she trailed off as she glanced behind herself and saw him standing there with his member pulsing in the air. "Grovyle, please. Do me!" Swellow screamed, still enjoying the afterglow of cumming.
Almost immediately, he was on her again, position his rock hard cock at her entrance. She moaned expectantly as her outer lips were spread by his member. With one quick motion, Grovyle slammed his length into her wet pussy, sliding her body forward along the floor from the force of his thrust. Swellow didn't mind, she just groaned in ecstasy as her walls were spread by his rod. He withdrew and pounded into her again, fucking her at a very irregular pace. Feeling her feathers against his body turned him on even more. He began slamming her at a more regular rate now, slowly sliding his pokehood out and then pounding it hard back into her. Even with all her juices she already released, Swellow's walls grabbed tightly at his prick each time he entered. Grovyle began groaning as he continued to fuck her, instincts and lust taking over his body. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her chest and began humping her doggy style, only withdrawing a small portion of his cock each time he pumped, trying to get his dick to go deeper and deeper. Swellow cried out at the new treatment, her pleasure spot being tormented by this new method. She began cooing loudly as her climax neared for a second time. Pre began dripping out of Grovyle's rod as he moved around inside her, his tail twitching which indicated that his orgasm was nearing as well. Unable to control herself any longer, Swellow yelled out as a second, stronger orgasm took over her body. She began twitching uncontrollably, further exciting Grovyle. His moans became louder as he dick was squeezed by her contracting walls but he continued to fuck as hard as he could. His tail was twitching wildly now and Grovyle could feel his balls begin to contract. The convulsing bird had succeeded in getting him to cum with her. With a deep groan of pleasure, he thrust into one last time, spilling his warm seed into her waiting cunt. Swellow's shuddering walls milked every last drop of cum out of him. Once he stopped cumming, Grovyle retracted his limp member out of her pussy with a loud "plop" sound. A mixture of their juices quickly followed, spilling out of Swellow's body onto the ground below.
"Mmmmmmmm. You were great, Grovyle" Swellow said appreciately to the grass Pokemon.
"Hey, whatever you need to feel more comfortable here, you got it" Grovyle replied, chuckling.
Suddenly, an idea came to Swellow. She had found her mate. It didn't matter what species he was, Grovyle was kind, caring, and gifted when it came to making love. What more could she have asked for in a male? "Grovyle" she said, hesitating. "I.....I love you, Grovyle."
Grovyle was taken aback by the sudden comment. After being abandoned, his first thought was a suspicious one. What if she abandoned him just like his trainer had? But, looking in Swellow's beautiful eyes, those thoughts quickly left him. Here was someone who finally wanted to be with him. No longer would he live alone! "Swellow, I love you too, you have no idea how much your love means to me." And with that, the two Pokemon embraced each other and engaged in a passionate kiss, solidifying their vows of love to each other.
The End
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I love watching the wild birds that live around my house so it was about time I wrote a lemon featuring a bird Pokemon.
It was little sappy in the end, but after those cruel lemons, I needed to write something with a sappy ending. I like how it turned out, at least.
I also want to thank Duel Dude for creating the term, pokehood. That word is great, I plan to use it more in future lemons : )
Oh well, please post or email comments, suggestions, and/or requests:
[email protected]
Chapter End Notes:
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