“Oh my,” Vicky said with a sheepish chuckle as she peered into the cage in front of her, “it looks like I caught you at a bad time. No matter, I will go and fetch your son, which should give you enough time to wrap up your fun!”
After saying this, Vicky promptly returned to the stacks of animals that were housed nearby. Meanwhile, you could only stare in silence at the cage near you as you watched a pair of bluejays mating passionately inside. However, what made this act so disturbing was the obvious hint of shame and regret in the female’s eyes. Clearly, she didn’t really want to be in this position, even as she started to cry out in an expression of pure avian pleasure.
Moments later, Vicky also happened to return as she placed a second cage beside the first. Inside, a pair of weasels were also busy copulating as a big brown male stood ruthlessly humping a smaller white female beneath him.
Just like the bluejays, you couldn’t help noticing that the female of the couple appeared to be a transformed human. Following on from this, you suddenly let out a sharp whinny of shock as you realised that the female bluejay’s ‘son’ could no longer be described as such. Instead, the female weasel was now nothing but a horny, and probably soon-to-be-pregnant animal, as she too appeared to reach some kind of powerful, bestial climax.
Vicky laughed out loud as both the weasel and bluejay were pumped full with their mates’ loads at about the same time. Then, once the two males had dismounted, Vicky made sure to lean in close to the two cages; just so that she could get a good close-up view of her two freshly-bred captives.
“Mmmm,” Vicky said with a cruel giggle, “it looks like you two have been enjoying your new mates. Yes, I expect you both to maintain your impressive rates of reproduction; which by the looks of things won’t be too difficult, given your enthusiasm!”
Upon hearing this, both the female weasel and bluejay called out in protest. However, this only seemed to amuse their sadistic captor as a sinister smile spread across her face.
“Now then,” Vicky continued, “while your mates recover, I think we will be able to have some fun of our own!” As Vicky said this, the two female animals shot each other a nervous glare. Clearly, they had both learned what the word ‘fun’ meant for Vicky as they appeared to show a hint of fear across their animal features.
“First thing’s first though,” Vicky resumed, “before we start I need to tell Princess here exactly who you two are. Well, this adorable little weasel is Danny,” Vicky said as she gestured to the cage on her left, “and over here we have her father Izzy,’ she said as she motioned to the nervous bluejay on the right. “Now, dear Izzy here used to be quite the avid reporter, back when she was ‘Ian’ that is…”
Hearing this made the bluejay screech out and flap her wings in dismay. Clearly, this former-man was not enjoying her new life as Vicky’s pet as she stared at her sadistic captor with hatred. Sadly though, this only made Vicky’s evil grin widen as she continued to feed off the despair she was inflicting on others.
“As I was saying,” Vicky said with a sideways glance to the angry bird beside her, “Ian was caught sniffing around at the Zoo, apparently in relation to a number of disappearances that had been reported in the area. Of course, we couldn’t afford to have Ian’s colleagues come hunting for him at the Zoo once he disappeared; and so we were allowed to keep him and his family for our own purposes. And ever since that day three years ago, Izzy and Danny have lived here under my protection. Now, they have little to worry about, other than mating and keeping me happy of course!”
Hearing this made the weasel squeak out in disapproval as she joined her father in voicing her concerns. However, Vicky seemed totally unphased by this as she instead headed over to a nearby glass terrarium. Vicky then brought this heavy container over before she set it down beside the others. Both the bluejay and weasel then cried out in horror as they appeared to recognise the large scorpion that sat motionless inside the glass box.
“Here we are,” Vicky said as she gestured to the scorpion inside the terrarium, “this little dear is Emma; who just so happens to be Izzy’s loving wife!”
Upon hearing this, you joined the bluejay and weasel in making various shocked noises as you looked at the lone arachnid more closely. Sadly, you quickly spotted the telltale signs of human emotion in her beady eyes as she looked at her transformed son and husband in despair. However, Emma still maintained her position as she appeared to deny Vicky the pleasure of seeing her in a fit of despair.
Unfortunately for the transformed family, Vicky didn’t seem bothered by her audience’s mood as she carried on with her plan regardless. “Right, now that we’re all assembled, I can start explaining what little task I have in store for you today.” Upon hearing this, the bluejay and weasel still continued to call out noisily. However, their ongoing interruptions seemed to be finally getting to Vicky as she shot them both a threatening glare; clearly warning them not to push their luck too far. Consequently, both animals quickly simmered down, though they were still left seething with rage as they looked at their tormentor with hatred in their eyes.
“As I was saying,” Vicky continued, “today’s challenge involves a bit of a time trial for Izzy and Danny. Mmmm let’s see… I think I’ll give you 20 minutes to make each other climax 10 times each, how does that sound?”
Hearing this made you whinny out in shock. Asking a father and son to do anything to each other was already completely messed-up; but asking them to fuck each other repeatedly and under an impossible time limit was nothing short of cruel. Clearly, this whole scenario was being set up so that Vicky could torment the family further. Surely, the only motivation that could compel the two animals to do this was fear. Sadly though, this was an emotion that Vicky seemed to spread wherever she went, given that she most certainly had the means to make any of her pets’ lives even more miserable.
“Come on girls,” Vicky said impatiently, “I need a decision from you soon. By now, I’m sure you know the penalty if you refuse to cooperate.” Upon hearing this, the bluejay and weasel both exchanged a worried look as they appeared to know exactly what Vicky was talking about. And so, with a reluctant squeak and chirp, the two animals finally bowed their heads and accepted the humiliating challenge that Vicky had in store for them.
“Excellent!” Vicky said as she rubbed her hands together, “now let’s get you two into a more suitable position…”
With that, Vicky gently extracted Izzy and Danny from their cages before she placed them on the table, near where the scorpion was currently sat. “Now then Emma,” Vicky said as she smiled down at the nervous arachnid, “if you don’t watch every single second of this then your husband and son will fail the challenge instantly. And of course, you know what would then happen to you; what a shame that would be…”
Emma still remained silent in reply. Nevertheless, she did turn to look at the bluejay and weasel as they started getting into position. Evidently, the two animals had done this before as they appeared to know what they were doing. To this end, Izzy lay flat on her back with her beak pointing up towards the ceiling, while Danny then stood over her as they prepared to adopt an obvious ‘69’ position.
With everyone now set to enjoy this sick display, Vicky enthusiastically called out: “3...2...1...go!”
With that, Danny immediately sprang into action. The weasel acted with a sense of urgency as she simultaneously moved her head between her father’s feathery legs whilst also lowering her tight pink pussy down over the bird’s long, black beak. Both animals then let out various muffled cries from within each other’s sexes as the father and son team got to work. Soon, they had both settled into a steady rhythm, with Danny doing most of the work as she stuffed her tongue into her father’s cloaca whilst also riding her beak as if it were really a long, stiff cock. To give her son a helping hand, Izzy made sure to part her beak slightly, thus ensuring that the weasel’s folds were stretched nice and wide as they sank down onto her face.
With the two animals apparently being experts at this sick routine, it didn’t take long for the couple to settle into a steady rhythm. Meanwhile, you could only watch this display in disgust. Seeing this father and son duo wildly pleasuring each other was making you feel nauseous, especially when you remembered that Emma was being made to watch it all as well.
As things continued, you soon couldn’t help noticing that the two animals were starting to respond positively to the sensations radiating from their crotches. Already, distinct strands of wetness were starting to coat both creatures’ faces as they continued to turn each other on. However, this did nothing to stop the couple as they valiantly pressed onwards. Both now seemed determined to complete their impossible mission as they appeared to understand the consequences if they failed.
Thankfully though, after a little while longer, it seemed like Danny and Izzy were about to reach their first orgasm as they both increased their tempo and cried out in urgency. Then, not long after this, both animals let out a joint screech of unwanted delight as they came in unison over each other’s faces.
Despite the power and intensity of their first climax together, the bluejay and weasel didn’t let this stop them as they carried on with their mission. Now, loud wet sounds accompanied the performance as Danny’s juices squelched out around the bird’s beak whenever she sank down over its length.
Watching this made you feel a strange mix of disgust and admiration. On the one hand, it was utterly wrong what Vicky was making this father and son do to each other, and yet on the other hand, the couple were still trying to make the best of a bad situation in an effort to avoid whatever failure would bring. However, with only one orgasm down and nine left to go, you were seriously beginning to doubt whether the couple had enough time to complete their terrible task at all…