s/feather thread
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>>3996927
>Anna Pastebin
http://pastebin.com/edit/iEqhYMPe
Pregnant burd is best burd
>>3997320
Gross
>>3997320
no
What's good family?
>>3997320
Get fucked bud
Is the first writefag dead again
>>4002795
Guess so, along with everyone else.
>>3996927
Oh HotelAnna writefag, I summon thee
>>4005746
I thought it was a gas station. Maybe I shouldn't skim until I see the word boobs.
>>4005783
yes she works at a gas station, lives in what is essentially (if not literary) a motel.
>>4002507
Sauce
>>4006511
Oh my, so hard to find.
Just get the md5 sum and search on e621.
https://e621.net/post?tags=md5%3A568423fa990e00dc89ccfdca9235802f
>>4006713
you cant expect anyone to do that but nerds
cont: http://pastebin.com/pZ9pXkxE
>She wasn't lying when she said it wasn't a good movie.
>Between the generic action scenes and bad special effects, the actors look like they don't want to be in it at all.
>Anna occasionally distracts herself by exploring your palm with her fingers.
>You remain stiff as a board for most of it, not wanting to ward her off or screw it up.
>Eventually the film draws to a close, you didn't really focus on it that much anyway.
>As you both stand to leave, Anna makes a conceited effort to keep her hand firmly kept on yours.
>"Ugh, I should have listened to the reviews," Anna complained as you walked out of the screen.
>You stretched out a bit, your legs feeling numb from being sat down for two hours.
"I need a piss."
>"Yeah me too."
>The two of your separate and head to your respective bathrooms.
>Fucks sake, there's a big queue now because another film just ended.
>After ten minutes of dancing around to avoid pissing yourself, you finally slip in to a urinal and let loose.
>You keep your eyes locked to the tiled wall, you wish there was another urinal between you and the next guy.
>Shuffling back out into the poorly lit lobby, you spot Anna hanging around outside the arcade.
>As you approach, you notice some other guy with a douchey look roll up and start talking to her.
>Anna rolls her eyes and spots you, beckoning you over.
>As you get closer you can tell why, this guy is trying everything.
>He drops a shitty pick up line and you cringe slightly.
>You're feeling a bit of second hand embarrassment here.
>Polo with a popped collar, sunglasses, spiked hair, he's the whole hog.
>It only gets worse when you stand next to Anna.
"What's going on?"
>Anna's hand shoots over and grips yours.
>The guy frowns.
>"I thought we really had something going babe! You're going out with this shrimp dick?"
>"Ugh, just give it up."
>You don't really know what to say, to be honest.
>>3997533
funny that you posted that. it was drawn for me about 2 years ago, but i just recently got a ref sheet of the character made
>>4013613
Dang that's really well done. I swear I've seen that artist's work before.
>>4015262
Pretty sure it's Hax! The new Blotch!
>>4015945
Yep that's probably the artist. Thanks mate!
cum on birds
RIP other writefag
>>4025732
Who did that one, that style looks familiar.
>>4028412
Glacierclear. Sadly they don't do very much non-pony stuff.
>>4009738
>Polo with a popped collar, sunglasses, spiked hair, he's the whole hog.
Ah, geez, it's that guy from the 'if 5 mods ban ponies' shitpost!
>>4027123
Another lovely lady~
>>4009738
>"Ditch this guy, you and me can go have some fun."
"How about you go back to early 2000 where you came from?"
>"Oh, shrimp dick has a mouth on him huh?"
>He's starting to cause a scene, some of the other patrons looking over to the confrontation.
>What a charmer.
>"Let's get out of here Anon."
>She pulls you away from the wall and towards the exit, but a tanned hand grabs the back of your collar.
>"You ain't going anywhere bitch!"
>He spins you around, and you barely have time to react as a clenched fist collides with your face.
>It throws you for a loop and you stagger back, holding your now bloodied nose in one hand.
>The crowd gasps, some pull out cell phones and start recording.
>What the hell is wrong with this guy?
>Anna gasps as she notices your busted up face.
>You walk up to the grinning cockbag and swing wide from the left.
>He easily dodges the strike, but he isn't paying attention as you throw a kick into his groin as a follow up.
>He gasps and doubles over onto his knees, which puts him in a prime position as you reel back and boot him square in the face.
>A squirt of blood flies from his nose and he crumples to the floor.
>Jesus fuck! This got violent really quickly.
>The audience goes apeshit, some cheering and others running off to try and find some kind of management or police.
>Your nose throbs as you take a seat on one of the lobby benches.
>Anna is all over you.
>"Are you alright?" she asks, holding your face in her claws.
"I'm fine," you respond, grabbing a tissue handed to you by a concerned bystander to hold over your injury.
>Your shirt is ruined, the blood running down it isn't going to come out that easily.
>Eventually the authorities are called, and you're ferried into ambulance along with Anna.
"Sorry, I guess this isn't the best way to finish of a date."
>"Good story to tell in the future though," she chuckles.
>>4030079
>It's the Monday after.
>Anna had to work on the Sunday, so you haven't seen her since the fight.
>Although she had texted you near constantly to make sure you were okay.
>"Holy shit man, what the hell happened to you?"
>You're in the office again, a white pad placed over your busted nose.
"Some asshole tried to pick Anna up and then busted my face open at the cinema, I think this girl is going to be bad for my health."
>"Anna? The bird you were talking about?"
"Yeah. Anyway, I've got to go to the police station after work and give a statement or whatever."
>"People are stupid aren't they?"
"Yep, but I gave him something to remember me by too."
>John laughs, "Hey, some ladies like a crooked nose though. Makes you look like a bad dude."
"There's nothing bad about me, except my back from sitting here all week."
>You both share a laugh.
>"So, how'd the excursion go aside from that?"
"Oh yeah it was good, nothing too exciting though. I've got to get on making another."
>"Cool, good luck man."
"I'll need it."
---
>After a long week at work, it's nice to have some time to yourself.
>You need to think of something to do with Anna.
>Hopping on to your computer, you search for some local goings on that you could take her to.
>There's a music festival with some one hit wonder bands going on in the park.
>Alternatively, you could just go out for something to eat.
>Maybe you could just ask Anna.
>You whip out your phone and send her a text asking her if she'd like to do something.
>You wait around for a bit until she messages back.
>"Sure, thinking of going to concert in park xx"
>You text her back saying that you think it's a good idea, and to meet there.
bamp
Bump
MotelAnna writefag, where art thou?
>>4036251
Beats me.
>>4028423
what a shame
>>4038926
That's pretty hot.
So apparently, Canada had a female owl mascot.
>>4048617
Wheres the porn of it?
I really need this..
>>4049085
No you don't.
>>4049101
Yes I do. My folder has a lack of any qt owls.
>>4049101
Her name is Shuéme and there is no porn of her.
That I can find.
>>4049216
It's not porn but this is the only picture of her on e621
>>4048617
pretty gross, looks like it was made on some internet meme character generator
>>4049146
>>4049828
go to sleep ABC owl
tweet
>>4030173
>It's the day of the concert.
>You've decided to bring along a couple of fold up chairs and some drinks, considering that you'll be there for a while.
>Thankfully your shitty apartment is pretty close to the park, so you don't have to catch the bus.
>It seems a lot of people have had the same idea.
>Eventually you reach the park, there are a lot of people milling about.
>Anna isn't hard to miss though, considering bright feathers and all.
>"Hey Anon, looking good."
"Very funny."
>You give each other a kiss on both cheeks before Anna drags you into the park by your hand.
>Anna is wearing something a bit similar to the other weekend, short shorts and a tank top that shows off a scandalous amount of cleavage.
>You cross your fingers and hope you don't get punched in the face again.
>It turned out that the guy was a repeat offender, and that he was getting jail time for assault.
>Some people are just assholes.
>Thankfully there were plenty of witnesses to take your side, but the police warned you off from taking things further in the future.
>The two of you find a good spot on top of a hill, giving you a great view of the stage.
>"You brought chairs and everything!"
"This isn't my first concert you know. My mother dragged me to a shitty 80s tribute show once, my legs were killing me."
>"Was it one of those shows where half of the bands are missing?"
"Yep, I think she felt a bit ripped off by it. Whose playing here today?"
>"Some local bands are on first..."
>She ran down the list from memory.
"I haven't heard of half of those."
>"Well that's the point, this entire thing is in aid of getting some awareness for local musicians."
>>4053640
Only on the second date and they're kissing already?
>>4055123
>You give each other a kiss on both cheeks before Anna drags you into the park by your hand.
>Only on the second date and they're kissing already?
???
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Pa_wlPyefI
Anyone know whatever happened to high tail Hall?
Time to mercy kill the thread? Story updates are really slow and I already have the pastebins bookmarked. Getting to that bump-fest point.
>>4058195
I think it would be best to wait it out. There is a slim chance that the MotelAnna writefag may return. Besides, story updates have always been slow.
>>4056650
Didn't it become this "Pay for content" game? Like you had access to a handful of gals for free but had to pay to get more.
>>4058980
The blue-balling bastard better come back
>tfw the last Gildafag
Why must I suffer alone?
>>4067834
>tfw Gilda threads are few and far between
It hurts
>>4055182
It's not a common greeting unless it's in France
>>4070782
I'm a bongfag, people do it over here too sometimes.
>>4067834
Don't worry, Gilda is my waifu too.
>>4059458
Is that the owl from Mouseguard?!
This is now a Gilda thread
>>4056617
>this is not a pet owl!
>starts petting it
>>4077529
Shitty character from a show for babies.
>>4078085
homosexual on a mongolian fingerpainting board.
Back to birds. Gryphons ain't birds, get that shit outta here.
>>4082493
>Winged bird-creature isn't a bird
That's like saying a wyvern isn't a dragon because it has wings for forelegs.
>>4082652
Yeah, because wyverns aren't dragons. They're both draconian, but they're not the same.
>>4082779
Dragon is generally used as a catch-all for regular dragons, wyverns, wyrms, and drakes. Saying a gryphon isn't a bird is like saying the neanderthal and homo erectus aren't human because they aren't homo sapiens like us.
>>4082895
A gryphon is a mythical four legged creature with the front half of an eagle and the back half of a lion.
At best it's half a bird. Literally by definition, a gryphon is not a bird.
>>4082980
But they have feathers
And plenty of avian characteristics
We like gryphons
>>4084307
>We like gryphons
Aye
Writefag here (a new one)
I posted a story in the Human Male/Anthro female thread about a bird girl.
I'll post it here when I get done with it.
>>4085585
Yeah we do
>>4090959
They're pretty qt
>>4089481
Boutta dump the story in a second in a second. Lemme blow my wad real quick,
heregoes. I hope you enjoy
>You are walking to the bus stop, hands tucked into your pockets
>You breath in the concrete, the cold, the smells of sewage
>A couple featherheads mill about the stop, not doing anything in particular
>You slow your pace, realizing that these guys might not just be waiting for the bus
>One of their unnatural looking birdheads snaps towards the sound of your cheap sneakers and begins to squawk lowly among his friends
>You stop next to a small flower shop and stare at one another
>One of the three birds starts walking towards you, you can see his talons poking out from his ill-fitting jacket
>Without hesitation, you spin round and start sprinting the opposite direction
>"FUCKING SQUAWKERS FUCK OFF!" You yell behind you
>You don't care if you're in the anthro part of the city, you just need to get your ass out of there. Work can wait
>With their spry legs they're quick to close the gap. Without thinking you duck into the nearest shop and hurl yourself behind the counter
>A young Avian girl squeaks with surprise as you nearly crash into her
>You Shush her and quickly pull her behind the counter with you
>She's a young eagle, small dots of black adorning the classic white feathers on her head. Her body is thin and easy to manipulate, wearing sensible jeans and a sweater. You push her down, peaking your head above the counter
>You've made it into a book store somehow
>They haven't followed you yet. Maybe they're just waiting outside?
>"W-Whats-" She starts. You silence her again and stare deeply for help into her yellow eyes
>Your mouth begs for her help.
>Wide eyed and trembling, she slowly nods. You allow her to rise
>She takes a step back from the counter and sets up like she was just doing her job
>From below you can see her thin legs trembling
>The sound of the bell above the door tinkling sends your heart pounding
>"Hello?" An older voice calls
>It's a female's voice
>"Mom!" The girl cries
>Shit, you exhale a sigh of relief
>>4091826
>"There was a few punks outside the store but I scared em off." The older bird laughs
>The girl at the counter sighs, her legs twisting in bows as panic slowly drains from her
>She looks down at you
>"You can come up now, I think they're gone."
>"Claire, who are you talking to?" The mother asks
>Slowly you rise, your hands up in surrender
>She gasps. "Claire who's this human?"
>"Jacob." You reply, "And your daughter just saved my ass."
>Claire looks down and away, slowly twidling her fingers. "I didn't really do anything. I just-"
>The older woman narrows her eyes at you with a cold stare. "Why are you here?"
>"I was just getting to that." You begin.
>You tell her of how those punks outside chased you a block until you dove into this store
>She visibly tenses up as you tell her, at last breathing a sigh of relief when your story comes to a close
>"You-" She pauses, looking to the floor and touching her glasses up to her face. "-You should probably leave. This part of town isn't safe, especially for humans."
>You tell her you were just on your way, but Claire catches your eye
>She's smiling and looking down. Her hands are clasped together at her waist
>"I'm glad I could help, Jacob." She says, finally looking at you and smiling wider.
>You grin back and grab her by the hand, as chivalrous as you are
>You make a big show of kissing her delicately on the talon, even going so far as to get on one knee. "My knight in white feathers." You grin at her.
>She starts laughing, somewhere between nervous and uncontrolled, eyes locked on your blues. You laugh a little yourself before standing up
>You turn to see her mother smiling at you, a hand on her hip. "You're welcome to come by anytime, Jacob."
>You assure her you will be back, especially if those punks chase you down again
>You stop before leaving, your hand on the door, and you turn
>"Is there a backdoor I can use?"
>You visit the bookstore every so often
>If you don't come inside, you wave with the bat you've been carrying to work
>Lately the little shits who tried to ambush you have been keeping their distance, but you can see it in their eyes
>That bender is so close they can almost taste it. They watch with cold stares, mostly chirping among themselves
>Payday is here, and so you decide to visit the Bookstore, maybe pick up a gift
>Lately you and Claire have become pretty close. You learn that she works this bookstore with her mother, while her father pulls an Avian-specified construction job
>You push the door open and find Claire behind the counter, her talons bouncing off the screen of her phone
>"Hey Claire!" You don't need to yell. The bookstore is small, but you get a kick off of watching her jump a little.
>This time, she only slowly lifts her head. Upon seeing you all gussied up for work, she smiles.
>"Hey Jake- I mean Jacob!"
>"You can call me Jake. That was my nickname as a kid."
>She seems astonished that you had a nickname.
>You decide to ask why.
>"Well, I mean, the only Nickname I ever had was featherbrain. I never knew another Avian who had one that wasn't some shot at our species." She sighs, seemingly drawing back painful memories
>"Bah," you dismiss her impending gloom. "Humans who say shit like that are idiots," You say, hoping she didn't hear your remarks to the punks at the bus stop.
>"It's alright. It doesn't bother me anymore." Claire says. "So, what can I help you with today?"
>You smirk. "I was hoping you could help me find an old book that I used to read when I was in my teens."
>"Jake..." She says coyly. "I never pegged you for a reader."
>"I just have no time with work and all." You add, following her around the room. You can't help but notice her shape. it's subtle beneath her oversized shirts, but you can map out the gentle slope of her feminine hips, the small plush of her backside against the fabric of her jeans
>She's got a skinny, almost mousy frame, the kind you'd expect on a librarian. Nothing too outrageous like the Bovines, but certainly enough to be a treat for the eye
>She turns and you're still staring
>"This it?" She asks, oblivious to your piercing gaze
>"Huh?" The sound of her voice snaps you back to reality. She holds a hardcover of The Martian Chronicles in her hand. You feel a grin spread across your face.
>"That's the one!" You shout, practically grabbing it from her hands
>She playfully withdraws the book and smirks. "Six bucks, Mr. Moneybags."
>You dig in your pockets for your wallet, only to find it absent
>"Oh no..." you sigh. How could you be so stupid!
>You think briefly about the fat paycheck in your coat pocket but decide against it
>"What's wrong?" she asks. "I was only kidding." She hands the book to you, but you leave it in her grasp
>Suddenly, an idea, like a lightning bolt striking. You narrow your eyes at her.
>"Claire, do you get out much?"
>She goes red at the question. "Do I what?"
>"Friends, hobbies....boys? What do you do for fun?"
>She laughs nervously and then sheepishly looks around the room. "I- I guess I just read books and work. I'm trying to save money for college."
>You snap your fingers which seems to frighten her.
>"How about I take you out on a date? We'll go to a nice restaurant, maybe something fun afterwards, and I have you home. In exchange for Mr. Bradbury there."
>Her face practically explodes with color. "D-D-Date?" She stutters, looking to her books for comfort as she slackjaws another few syllables
>"I mean- I don't know. You sure about t-that? You're a human and I- I'm just a bird- I know it's not attractive to look down on yourself and...."
>You place a hand on the book, and grab her free hand, looking softly into her eyes
>She avoids your gaze
>"I told you, it doesn't matter. Do we have an accord?" She'll probably appreciate the fancy vocabulary
>"I mean- I mean- YES!" She practically shouts
>Three nights later you, all dressed in a well fitting suit with a small bouquet of flowers stroll around the bookstore. It's nearly six, right around dinner time
>You rap three times on the glass frame before you hear a voice telling you to "Come in!"
>Instead of Claire behind the counter, it's her mother. Her eyes pop when she sees you
>"Jacob, you got a date or something?" She asks, wiping down the counter
>"Indeed I do." You add with a smirk. Cupping your free hand into a half-bowl, you call out "Claire?"
>Claire's mother practically freezes in place and slowly looks up at you.
>"Coming!" You hear from upstairs
>Claire, wearing a well fitting yellow summer dress appears behind her mother, having taken the back stairs down
>She nervously clutches a scantily used handbag between her talons, they thumb the materiel anxiously
>Claire's mother looks back and forth between the two of you. "You're serious?" She asks.
>You nod ."Just paying back Claire's generosity." You turn to Claire. "Ready?"
>She nods slowly, a blush hotly burning across her face
>You lead her out of the store by the hand, taking one last look back at her mother who watches in disbelief
>"So, what did you have in mind?" She asks.
>The two of you end up near the park. It's bright and hot outside, a relatively mixed species area to boot. People are swimming about on the grass, relaxing in the shade or tossing a Frisbee around.
>Already the two of you are earning stares, and Claire is aware of it. She keeps her head down most of the way, until you stop her in front of an old looking pizza place
>"I was thinking," You say, holding the door open. "We get some pizza and have a picnic. Whaddya say?"
>She let's out a small gasp of relief. "Sounds like f-fun!" She stutters, entering at your behest."
>You can see the small tuft of her tail poking out from her dress, though it looks like it's being choked
>Obviously she doesn't wear these types of clothes very often
>The two of you end up near the park. It's bright and hot outside, a relatively mixed species area to boot. People are swimming about on the grass, relaxing in the shade or tossing a Frisbee around.
>Already the two of you are earning stares, and Claire is aware of it. She keeps her head down most of the way, until you stop her in front of an old looking pizza place
>"I was thinking," You say, holding the door open. "We get some pizza and have a picnic. Whaddya say?"
>She let's out a small gasp of relief. "Sounds like f-fun!" She stutters, entering at your behest."
>You can see the small tuft of her tail poking out from her dress, though it looks like it's being choked
>Obviously she doesn't wear these types of clothes very often
>More over, her breasts were a small, yet hand filling, enough to gently fill out a tight shirt or to be hidden completely in the baggy sweaters she likes to wear
>The two of you order your slices, you offering to cover hers. She gracefully accepts, having seemingly no clue as to how to react to your chivalry
>You sit on your suit jacket in the shade, munching on the pizza. You talk about the books you used to read when you were younger, and she listens while trying to daintily eat Pizza with talons and a beak. it's kinda funny and cute to watch
>"I profess," you put a hand to your breast. "I have a love for Sci-Fi. Heinlein, Bradbury, Herbert, Clarke, the classics."
>She giggles. "That's funny, I've never read any of those."
>You gasp in amazement. "Bullshit!" You cry. She shrinks back, only to realize you're trying to be playful.
>"No, it's true, I've only ever read Stranger in a Strange Land."
>"Poor child," you sigh, wiping your mouth of sauce. "So deprived of classic literature."
>She laughs. "Oh you don't get to call me deprived Mr. 'I haven't read a book in years.'"
>"Ehhh you got me there. Can It be helped?"
>"I suppose it can't be helped," She sighs under her breath.
>You turn your head to her in a dramatic fashion. A cruel smile curls across your lips."
>"Don't tell me you-"
>"I'M NOT I SWEAR!" She blushes red again
>You mouth the words.
>"A"
>"Weeb"
>She exhales a defeated sigh. "I get bored at work, and there's a manga section hidden in the back. I-"
>You're struggling to hold back the giggles
>"Oh shut up." She playfully hits you, and you apologize, informing her you've got your guilty pleasures too.
>"So I suppose one of them is Avian girls right?" She blurts out, unable to catch the words as they leave her beak
>You pause
>"I didn't mean that-" She's glowing red again
>"Nah, it's okay." You say, drawing breath and grabbing another slice. "It's kinda true."
>"Wait, seriously?" She peeps
>"Seriously." You confirm with a bite of pizza
>Conversation carries on as normal until a Frisbee clonks off Claire's head
>A couple overgrown rats sprint over to grab it
>They make no apology
>Your fists clench, but you keep your cool
>"Hey." One of them looks over
>"Apologize."
>"To who? Featherhead over there?" He adds.
>"Actually, her name is Claire. Apologize, now." You rise up, towering over their naturally smaller bodies
>"Shit, I'm sorry lady." They offer, stepping backwards before high-tailing it out of your sight
>You sigh to release your anger before sitting back down.
>"You didn't have to do that," Claire says
>You tell her that she's a person.
>"Right, but I get crap for being a bird all the time. I've learned to live with it."
>"You're a person, Claire, and one I respect enough to believe that your life has value despite your appearance."
>Her face strikes a bright red and she looks down at the jacket
>"I think we're getting your jacket dirty," she whispers
>Classic deflection.
>"It's no worry." You say to her. "'Bout ready?"
>"S-Sure!" she rises as you do, and you wriggle your sweaty palm into yours. She quickly chirps in surprise, covering her outburst quickly with a free hand
>"Sorry, too sudden?"
>She shakes her head. "N-No, I don't mind! It just caught me off guard is all."
>The sun sets, lighting the sky on fire with brilliant oranges and reds. The black shapes of the clouds overhead become darker as the sun sinks lower and lower behind the horizon
>You walk back to the bookstore in relative silence. Already the streetlights are turning on
>"Well," You say, leaving her grasp. "I had fun tonight."
>She doesn't acknowledge, instead plays with the straps of her purse and looks down
>"W-Would you like to come in and maybe help me pick out some good Sci-Fi books?"
>You smile and agree. You can physically see the tension in her body as her legs are trembling beneath her skirt
>You of course have no intentions other than just picking out classics for her, but you can't help but wonder....
>She has to unlock the door with a key, her mother already putting the store down for the night
>The door tinkles open softly, and you step inside. The last light of the sunset forms a small pool in front of the door. Claire has to turn on some lights so you don't knock anything over.
>You spend a few minutes or so darting from shelf to shelf with her
>Her body relaxes a little more as you begin pulling books from the shelves. She seems to feel more comfortable when it comes to tomes and passages
>She stands now in the center of the room, watching you work and mutter.
>"How's The Illustrated Man sound to you?" You ask
>"Sounds great!" She replies. You turn your back to her to focus on pursing the shelves
>Once you have a decent pile ready, you turn around to see her still standing in the center of the room, no longer watching you work but her gaze downcast, a smile gracing her face.
>"Claire?"
>"I've had so much fun this evening. I've never- Never been on a date before, if you couldn't tell-"
>You set the stack down on the counter and approach her at the center of the room
>"No worries Claire. I had a lot of fun too."
>"-And I was wondering," she begins to tremble slightly, not yet having the courage to raise her head
>"If, maybe I could have....Just to get it out of the way, I don't want to go to college and n-not have k-kissed anyone before, I-"
>You rest place your hands gently beneath her chin and raise her head to you. "I'm Sorry! Just forget it!" She says
>"Close your eyes." You instruct her, and she obeys.
>Gently, you lean in and press your lips to her beak, puckering sweetly for effect before pulling away slowly
>Her eyes flutter open, and you swear this close you can feel her heart pounding through her dress
>"I can't believe my first kiss was with a human..." She breathes. "That was so....nice..."
>"What about your second?"
>Your hands slope down to her waist.
>"My second?"
>"Who is your second kiss gonna be with?"
>"I-I was hoping...I was hoping the same human..."
>She closes her eyes and this time brings her mouth to yours.
>The fragile kiss you share lasts a little longer this time. It's a little more intense, and you can feel her bodyweight gently shift into your own
>She at last pulls back, breathing hard.
>"Hey, Claire, I don't want to go any further than what you feel-" You don't get the words out before she practically rams her beak against your lip
>You can barely catch your breath as you feel her hands rubbing along your neck. You decide to get a little smarter a let your tongue flirt with her own
>She's shy at first, but after a few more seconds of the wetness of your mouths joined together, she permits her tongue to tangle strangely with yours
>It's a clumsy attempt, but it seems to do the trick. You squeeze her waistline gently and feel her moan ever so slightly
>So you decide to press your stiffening prick into her groin, and for a moment she pauses and pulls her head from yours.
>"Are you-"
>"I can't help it." You smirk. "A pretty girl just starts kissing me, I kinda get ahead of myself."
>She looks down to see a small bulge in your slacks, then looks back up to you.
>"Listen like I said Claire, we can stop whenever you want."
>"Whenever I want?" She begs you
>"Whenever you want."
>"Good." She brings her head close again lets her tongue be the first to invite your own
>Your hands travel just barely above her tail
>She shifts her body into your crotch, this time slowly rubbing herself up and down and twisting her flesh against your growing need
>You let a single hand fall down to cup her plush ass cheeks. She moans hotly into you, paralyzed briefly, before practically forcing her tongue into your mouth
>You squeeze again for effect and she chirps so slightly that you can barely hear it. This time you let your other hand do the talking as it too travels downwards and finds the rounded globe of her ass
>With both hands on, you squeeze softly, kneading her sensitive flesh to your hearts content.
>Every inch seems to sink against your probing grasp, so you enjoy the sensation, alternating between cupping and grabbing
>Out of habit, one hand leaves her dress and cracks tautly off her butt, like a man striking a drum. The sound echoes through the quiet of the book store and she lurches forward with a pleasured grunt.
>Clearly someone didn't know she liked to be spanked
>You do it again, and the kiss stops. Her eyes squeeze shut and a low grunt escapes her.
>"Too hard?" You ask
>Her eyes split open and lock on yours. You can see the need behind them, the raw, unkempt desire.
>"Do it harder." She commands
>You oblige by rocketing your palm off her ass cheeks a few times, and she all but melts into you, no longer capable of kissing but instead leaning her head on the crook of your shoulder and belting out loud, primal grunts
>Your own interests piqued, you rake the dress up to expose the rather plain brown painted sitting across the smooth, almost velveted texture of her skin.
>You crack another one and watch as her legs tremble
>"Oooooohhhhh" she moans
>You strike until she falls onto her knees, no longer capable of sustaining the abuse.
>Her breaths come in fat gasps, and she looks up at you with complete surrender, desire burning hotly in her body. You can practically feel it from here
>"Here, I think you should take a brea-" But she's already pressed her face into your stiff crotch, rubbing her cheek against it through your slacks
>"You know," She gasps, "I've always wanted to try sucking cock"
>Is this the same shy bookstore girl you met a few months ago?
>"Be my guest." You undo the buckle to your belt and let your pants drop freely
>She takes your cock in one hand and gently strokes it. You can feel the small jolts of electricity course through you each time she strokes your cock
>"I-I've never done this before, so..."
>"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll do fine." You assure her
>She nods and then stares back at your cock, already dripping with pre
>She lets her tongue dart from her mouth to lap up the gob peeking out from the head of your dick
>A moment later she allows her tongue to trace the underside of your dick, all the way down to the tight sack of your manhood
>She snorts loudly and then hums with delight
>Christ she's actually kind of a slut. What have you done to this girl?
>You can feel the velvety touch of her tongue stroking your sack. Gently she takes one nut into her mouth and lets her lewd tongue run circles on it
>You sigh in relief. It's been awhile since you've had a proper suckjob
>She does the same with the other, taking her sweet time, getting to know your undercarriage showing her slobbery appreciation for your body
>Again, she traces her tongue up the broad underside of your member, milking a few dollops of pre out with her free hand
>In little time at all she's lapped them up eagerly
>"Put your mouth on it." You instruct her.
>She leans forward and without even thinking, opens her maw and gently slurps your cock down.
>She stops at the head before looking up at you and ever so slowly sliding her head further and further down
>You groan in appreciation as the base of your cock dissapears into her wet mouth. She slowly pulls your cock between her lips, letting her tongue do most of the work
>You can feel every wet inch of her mouth collapse on the length of your shaft
>It feels like you could melt into a puddle right then and there
>And then you feel her tongue jut from her mouth to caress the underside of your balls
wew lad it's getting hot in here.
>You have to focus not to cum as she milks a steady river of pre-cum out of your cock, her mouth and cheeks clamping down softly on you
>The whole of your cock feels like there's hundreds of tiny little tongues against it
>She pulls back to the tip again, then hastily swallows you down, slurping noisily at your cock
>She pulls back again to admire her work, a cock coated in glistening saliva. She licks a little bit off for play, and breathlessly she asks you how the fuck she does that
>"We don't have gag reflexes. Part of feeding."
>Right, regurgitation. Is that what you want to be thinking about now?
>You don't have time to think as she plunges forward again, sucking down your cock into the back of her throat
>A hot groan escapes your lips. "Fuck, Claire, you're gonna make me cum..." you moan to her
>Without warning her ministrations continue, reaching a frantic pace. The crazy bitch is actually TRYING to make you blow your load
>Well, she asked for it
>You can feel your nut coming, and you know it's gonna hit with the force of a train. You grab hold of her head and press her against your groin
>Finally it hits
>You can feel rivers of cum pouring out of you with each pulsing wave of beautiful ecstasy
>She noisily sucks the cum from you, gulping it down like a bird being fed by her mother
>It's all too much as her mouth pulls and sucks at your pulsing cock. You cry out loudly
>Finished, she leans back on her palms, admiring the cum and spit masterpiece she left on your dick
>You need to sit down
>"Was that good?"
>You can barely breath
>"H-Holy shit. Where did you learn that?"
>She doesn't answer, only undoes the strap of her bra and pulls off her bright yellow dress
>You with with your eyes closed, regaining composure
>You open your eyes to the feeling of her body pressing against your rapidly stiffening cock
>She's sitting on your lap, her ass facing you
>And you know exactly what she wants next
>You grab a fistful of her ass
>Briefly she leans back against, and you can feel the weight of her ass urging your cock back to size
>Your hand sneaks around her front and finds the dripping wetness of her pussy
>You rub a slow circle on her clit white your other hand cups her slight breasts
>She moans with appreciation, and you knead the pointed end of her pink nipple between your thumb and forefinger
>She quivers against you, only making you harder
>It takes some slow prodding, but the wetness between her legs slowly gives and parts, allowing your probing fingers to enter her womanhood
>You take it very slow at first, only one finger at a time as you feel her insides clamping rhythmically against you. She moans with every delicate and sweaty centimeter your fingers dare, and her body responds with a fresh pump on your prodding appendage
>You very slowly push her off of you, and she falls to all-fours, panting and sweating. You continue to gently finger her slavering hole, listening to her growing yowls as you part the slippery surface of her cunt centimeter by centimeter
>You add a second finger and she takes it with gusto, her tongue lapping out of her mouth. You clutch and spread her ass cheeks apart with your free hand, revealing her puckered asshole
>It twitches with pleasure each time your finger digs in a little more and then pulls back
>Your pace quickens as her need grows, each pull earns a stronger clamp against your fingers, almost as if her body was desperate for you to stay inside of her
>You pull out fully this time, much to her chagrin, only to plunge your two fingers back into her moist, virgin hole
>With a little plugging you can feel her body start to clamp down for the final time on you, pulling itself back and then ontop of your invading fingers with incredible force
>She clutches her dress and panties and bra in a pile and screams her orgasm out into them
>Quick and powerful clenches threaten to squeeze your finger out of her
>You relieve your fingers and instead turn your attention on her clit
>Making small motions and minute circles, her orgasm reaches new heights. You can hear her talons physically scraping into the floorboards out of sheer desperation. You're secretly glad you didn't try missionary
>She falls down in a heap, collapsed in a pile of her own sex and sweat
>Between her closed legs thick streams of moisture run down her clenched thighs
>"F-Fuck." Is all she can manage in her blissed out state.
>She ain't seen nothing yet.
>You stroke yourself while she regains her composure, but it's slow going
>You really worked your magic on her
>She manages to pull herself to her knees but falls forward, her ass sticking out towards you, almost like an invitation
>You get this sudden idea to crawl up behind her
>You swat her ass once to get her attention, and before she can even yelp, your face is buried in between her plush ass cheeks, stretched wide by your hands
>You're not new to this game, but you know she needs something more tender to help her recover, so you settle for licking gently up and down and between her slit, even once or twice venturing up to her puckered asshole for a quick lick
>She coos softly at your gentle touch
>You feel a hand come up behind your head and softly press you harder against her dripping sex
>Your tongue finds her clit and softly you suckle at the sensitive nub, earning a pleasured chirp from her which she desperately covers with her hand
>You lick and slurp her near to the edge but pull back to spread her ass cheeks wide and apply the same care to her exposed ass, a teasing break from your oral assault
>Just as her hand begins to press desperately down towards her needy cunt you pull back from her forcefully, placing a hand on the small of her back and forcing her down
>"Stay just like that, okay?" You ask.
>She wiggles her hips in acknowledgement
>"You okay with this?"
>Her head silently bobs up and down, and slowly with that greenlight, you press your member against her cooch
>It radiates heat and practically pulls you inside
>Slowly you feed yourself into her, feeling every inch of her pussy split open to receive you
>Being young, she's incredibly tight, almost painfully so. Her pussy clutches you like a vice, shuddering and quivering as you gently work yourself inside of her
>Her hands clench into fists you at last impale yourself into her to the hilt
>She breaths a sigh of relief and pleasure
>"I'm going to start thrusting. You ready?"
>She meekly squeaks in agreement
>You draw yourself out of her almost as slowly as you went in, savoring the velvety softness of her insides squeezing around your cock, feeling the sheer heat her body is radiating, listening to the restrained squeaks, moans and chirps as you now plunge a little deeper the other way
>You figure that she would be better at taking you in small doses rather than a serious drilling
>Yet to your surprise, you feel her hips slide away from you until the tip of your cock nearly slides free, only for her to impale herself upon you willingly.
>She turns around slowly and looks at you. "Fuck me." She commands
>Well, the kid's got enthusiasm, that's for sure
>You smack her ass for measure and feel her insides clench against your dick
>She knows what she wants
>You anchor your hands into her plush behind and pull yourself into her to a tight rhythm
>Her head falls to the floor in contentedness, and you continue pounding further into her with increased speed, lifting a hand only to swat her across the ass
>Every slap causes her pussy to clench up around you, but you plow through her imposed vice, at this point nailing her
>She begins pumping against you, desperate to get more dick into her
>You can't seem to find a way to satiate her lust
>Wait
>You slick a thumb with your spit and quickly jam into her ass
>The sudden intrustion stops her in her tracks, but like a well oiled machine, all it takes is a swat on the ass to get her back to humpin'
>You can feel her body much more keenly, the tough exterior of her ass clenching and clenching, nothing so rapid as give you the idea that she's there yet, but just enough to know she's enjoying the ride as much as you are
>You and her work in tandem. One pull back from her urges you to thrust forward and to meet her in the metaphorical center
>Her body is tight, covered in sweat, a kind of sex grease
>You can feel the wetness of her womanhood squeezing around you with each thrust, and you're tempted to reach down and grab a tuft of her hair and play it between your fists
>Really reign her in
>However, the opportunity is quickly slipping away
>You can feel your orgasm fast approaching, each slick pump from her and thrust from you brings the two of you nearer and nearer to the edge
>What's more, the thumb buried in her ass is starting to squeeze. You can feel the coming pulses of her orgasm just around the corner
>You take a deep breath and thrust forward, swatting her on the ass
>If you're going to blow you're wad, you're going to enjoy the shit out of it
>She chirps loudly, and it's strangely enough the sexiest thing you've ever heard
>Her orgasm hits, and it hits hard
>Her whole body tightens up before rhythmic spasms milk your own orgasm out of you
>You thrust forward one last time, emptying your needy balls into the deepest parts of her slavering cunt
>The two of you ride your mutual orgasms out, you jetting ropes of hot cum deep into her, her body greedily receiving your load as it desperately pulls more and more out of you
>At last, the two of you collapse in a sweaty heap, your limbs so tangled on one another
>You can both hardly breath, but you look at one another with satisfied looks in your eyes
>"Wanna go on another date?" She breathes hotly
>You can't help but agree
END! Hope you liked it guys.
Maybe that would of been better as a pastebin
Thread ruined. No one is gonna read all that shit.
>>4092330
I'm just here for the pics, and I don't want to have to scroll endlessly over a huge wall of text to see other pics.
I'm sure it's a good story but all that text is an eye sore to me
>>4092305
Thread isn't ruined, relax.
>>4092330
Greentext stories are fine when writefags spread it out with other posters in between, giving a break of sorts. Your story isn't exactly small, so >>4092290 has the right idea.
>>4091849
Dumb nigger didn't fix it on this thread either
>>4092155
>Against her dripping sex
Kek
>>4082895
They have the back end of a lion, and if your pictures are to say anything, they have tits too.
Both implying they are mammals and therefore not birds
>>4094783
>Tits on an anthro avian that lays eggs implies it's not a bird
>>4095020
>that lays eggs
And what is that supposed to prove
>>4095294
Birds lay eggs. The only mammals that lay eggs are the platypus and echidna. gryphons obviously aren't one of those.
>>4095391
>obviously aren't one of those
Guess that might be because they're fictional beings eh
I'll let you have this one for knowing about echidnas, you're one in a thousand not to scream that platypuses are the only egg laying mammals.
>>4095558
>you're one in a thousand not to scream that platypuses are the only egg laying mammals.
Seeing as how The Sonic series is immensely popular and has an echidna as a recurring character, you'd think that people would know at little bit about it.
>>4096248
Almost all gryphon lore I see states that they lay egss.
Why do people have to get so autistic over if gryphons are avian or not?
can someone screencap the story above?
This thread isn't even halfway to bump limit and the retards decided to make a general.
>>4096248
Here's the thing
It's not a literal lion back half
It's the appearance of a lion back half and the appearance of an eagle in the front
Gryphons are supposed to be their own animal not a shitty hybrid
>>4101327
>Gryphons are supposed to be their own animal not a shitty hybrid
Do you have an extra chromosome?
>>4101337
More is better, right?
>>4099754
Gryphons=Avians
but
Avians=/=Gryphons
Also e621 has a bad tendency to tag something as being a gryphon when it's not.
>>4101337
He's right, you know. Griffins are not hybrids. They're not a mule. They make the mule (hippogriff).
>>4091023
=v=
>gryphon general
I'm out
>Yet another drama over gryphons
This is why avian threads will always suck. In-fighting every fucking time.
>>4104601
It's like the
>tits on lizards
>really
meme in /scaly/
Except we are even worse at discussing other things so it comes up a lot
>>4102159
>>4106823
PLz sauce me, i love sketches and I want to who this asrtist is. Every time I try google is shits itself and takes me straight to hentai
>>4106653
https://derpibooru.org/tags/artist-colon-duplicitousmachine
>>4106883
The Artist is Shiro He used to draw stuff for CYOA in /mlp/.
Its been months since ive been there so I dunno if he even goes there anymore and I never found another place where he posted his art.
sorry.
>>4107352
Do you have a gallery you can share
>>4106823
>Gwillomena
Didn't expect to see her on ths board
>>4106764
It's literal autism. People will throw a rage if something doesn't fall into their strict but arbitrary categories.
If anything, the bigger irony is that people are throwing a fit over monstrosities that are really just bird heads grafted onto a human body.
>>4107477
About right
>bird lions
>NO
>bird human
>YUS
Like whatcha like I guess
>>4107352
Sorry I can't find anything.
I know he used to stream on picarto but I can't seem to find him on it.
>>4107430
[spoiler]I basicly started reading CYOA's there because of finding Hijack, Its a shame it veered off from willow.[/spoiler]
>>4107659
Fucked that up. Meant for
>>4107371
and didn't know you couldn't spoiler in /Trash/
Name me a bird. I might get back tonight with something.
>>4108440
Kazooie
>>4108440
Phoenix
>>4108440
Cedar Waxwing
>>4108440
Grackle
>>4108440
red-naped sapsucker
>>4109356
I may have accidentally made a r63 version of the bird from Neverending Story.
>>4112720
I'm also using my phone to upload and have intermittent signal as internet service is out for a bit. So I might just upload others tomorrow.
>>4108440
Golden pheasant
>>4112720
Nice!
>>4108440
Quail
>>4108440
Gryphon :^)
>>4000532
yay my commission was posted
>>4112720
Nice work as always
>>4091849
>Jacob
>using a shitty self insert
For future reference.
Only use anon or anonymous.
If you must use a unique name see that it is important for the story if not, never use a real name because everyone will assume it's your own.
>>4112720
Huh,
>>4028423
dunno if anyone still cares but as a heads up Glacierclear used to be Glo-in-the-dark before they went autistically pony-exclusive and made a new identity to represent that.
>>4140031
Got a link to their work as Glo?
>>4144612
>spine problems
>>4146879
Typical jaeh bird art
>>4146879
>not structurally-reinforcing your spine to support your bewbage
????
Dont die
I don't even like pokemon
Hotel/MotelAnna writefag, where the fuk are you?
>>4157479
Most likely dead, along with the other writefag, evidently.
>>3996927
Anyone got the sauce for the OP pic?
>>4157435
nice belly
>>4053640
>Both of you find a nice spot atop one of the hills in the park, close enough to the stage but not deep into the crowd.
>There are several other people setting up camp around you, some even have tents with them.
>Not quite sure what for, the concert is only going on for today.
>You and Anna engage in small talk until the first act walks on stage.
>For a while you sit in silence and watch the show, Anna sneaking her hand over to hold yours again.
>Eventually the concert picked up the pace, which a much more popular band that played faster paced stuff.
>Anna tugged on your arm, "Let's go down into the crowd for a while."
"What about our chairs?"
>"How much did you pay for them?"
>Ten bucks, but you didn't want to come off as cheap.
>You meekly agree, she tugs you further down the hill and into the audience.
>It's a sea of moving bodies and sweaty arms.
>You're going to need a shower after this.
>Thankfully you don't go too deep into the crowd.
>Anna starts cheering, gripping your arm with both of hers.
>This is the closest you've been so far, and she's acting like it isn't a big deal.
>If only you could be so confident.
---
>The rest of the event was a blur of music and lights.
>It was a good time.
>Anna thanked you for the date and gave you a kiss on the cheek.
>More like a jab, actually.
>Fucking beak.
>She also took a photo of you both afterwards, sweaty and messy.
>It's the morning after, and you're chilling in your apartment.
>You pull out your phone and check Facebook.
>It looks like Anna took some more sneaky pictures while you were there.
>Oh god, you wonder what the comments say.
>You scroll down and see that there are about 20.
>First one is some bloke asking who you are.
>"my new bf <3" Anna had responded.
>You silently fist pump to yourself.
>Damn right.
I have no fucking idea where to take this.
>>4160715
Plenty of places to go anon. I mean you can continue with exposition and slowly get to the goods, or pull some writer's tricks to get to the sexytimes.
>>4160921
Yeah I think I'm going to time skip ahead, have a sex scene and call it done.
>>4160715
>It's been a fantastic few months.
>Ever since Anna decided to make it a thing, you've been having a blast.
>John was jealous as hell when you showed him a picture of Anna.
>Your weekly excursions have gotten more ambitious, and the two of you increasingly intimate.
>Despite this, you still haven't slept together.
>You get the feeling Anna wants to though, she's always the one who initiates that kind of thing.
>In fact, she's invited you down to her place for a movie night.
>And by movie night, she probably means sex.
>You're nervous, to say the least.
>Still, you've evidently made a good enough impression to get this far.
>Shower, spray your pits, brush your teeth.
>Put something casual on.
>Ready to go.
>The walk calms you slightly, but standing at the door just makes your nerves flare up again.
>Will she be disappointed with you? What if you end up being a one-minute wonder?
>There's no turning back now.
>You knock on the door and are quickly greeted by a jovial looking Anna.
>She leans over and kisses you before pulling you inside.
>She's wearing a tank top again.
>Seriously, she must have bought them in bulk.
>"Want anything?"
"We're just having some drinks right?"
>"Hell yeah. What do you like? I've got cider, beer, whiskey, wine..."
"I'll just have a beer."
>She nods and trots into the kitchen, you sneak a peek at her thick ass as she leaves.
>You are a lucky motherfucker.
---
>A few hours later, you've both got a good buzz going on.
>Anna has been laying on your arm for the better part of 30 minutes, but otherwise hasn't made a move.
>The movie isn't that important anymore, you just enjoy her company.
"Thanks."
>"Thanks for what?" she giggles.
"Giving me a chance, these past few weeks have been the best I've had for a long time."
>"Aw. That's sweet," she coos, stroking your chest with a claw.
>"You don't need to thank me though Anon, I've enjoyed it too."
>>4161244
>"Wanna' fuck?"
>You gag a bit on your beer as Anna bursts into laughter.
"Fucks sake Anna."
>She stops and stares into your eyes, "I wasn't joking."
>You gulp.
"Okay."
>She grins and snakes a claw into your trousers, tracing the tip of her finger up and down your now semi-flaccid length.
>Anna's face closes in as she buries herself into your neck, her warm breath washing over your skin.
>"Let's get your little guy ready shall we?"
>Her claw retreats for a moment, attacking the button and zipper, your pants hit the floor as your tented boxers come into view.
>Soon those are gone too, leaving you bare crotched, and under the attention of Anna's claws.
>You wrap an arm around her waist and pull her closer, the feeling of her feathers on your skin heightening the experience.
"Let me do something for you too."
>Anna backs off for a moment as you pull away her shorts, to reveal a pair of black laced panties.
>Her ass wobbles as the fabric is pulled away, her thighs wrapping around your head like a vice.
>Pulling the panties aside you finally see your prize, a pair of pristine looking pussy lips.
>Closing in quickly, you wrap your lips around her clit and suck hard.
>She gasps and bucks against your head, the suffocating feeling of her thighs tightening even more.
>You begin your attack, dipping your tongue into her honeypot as she writhes and groans above you.
>Your dick is painfully hard by now.
>"Fuck Anon!"
>She spasms as a slight dribble of cum seeps out, which you quickly lick up and swallow.
>Much to your disappointment, it does not taste like chicken.
"You cum already?"
>Anna's face is heavily flushed as she nods.
>"I'm... pretty quick on the draw," she pants, her great chest rising and falling with heaving breaths.
"Let's get to it before you go unconscious then."
>She smacks you chest with a whine, before pushing you over onto your back.
>>4161375
>She mounts you, her pussy hovering over your erect prick.
>Slowly and gently, she lowers herself.
>She's tight, very tight, in fact you nearly blow your load right there and then.
>"Oh god," she gasps as she reaches the hilt.
>You give her a second to adjust, but she soon starts rising and falling back down again, using her hips to give her some extra movement.
>You reach over with your hands and pull up her top, finally releasing the gigantic melons you've admired for so long.
>They're huge, but they don't drift to either side of her body, the bright pink nipples that cap each beg you to grab and play with them.
>So you do.
>Like a snake your hands whip out and fondles her chest, thumbs rubbing over each nipple, earning another gasp from your cockatoo partner.
>Anna has curves to die for, with thickly built thighs, great tits and an impressive ass.
>They bounce with each thrust, drawing your attention as Anna slowly picks up the pace.
>You reach around Anna's back and pull her into your chest, taking away her ability to ride you; her breasts squish onto your chest as you grin at her.
>"Anon?"
>Without giving her a warning you take control, thrusting into her like a jackhammer.
>You hands drift down to her behind, one slapping her cheeks while the other sneaks down further to the tuft of her bushy tail.
>Pulling aside the taut panty fabric, it circles around her unspoiled hole as she squirms and gasps.
>You can feel the sweat from both of your bodies, you're close.
>The suffocating feeling of heat in the air only becomes worse as she goes limp and allows you to have your way.
>Your thumb slips into her asshole, only slightly, but enough for her to notice.
>"Ah! Ah! Anon!"
"I'm close!"
Inside or outside anons? :^)
>>4161439
>"Inside! Please!" she begs.
>You gasp as you feel a tingling at the base of your cock.
>You unload into her, the two of you unable to move as the pleasure paralyzes you.
>Your wilting cock slips from her slick hole, a small dribble of cum flowing out afterwards.
>Anna collapses onto your chest with a smile, "Was it worth the wait?"
"Yeah. It definitely was."
>"Dry spell officially over," she grins pushing up from your chest, still panting.
>You lean forwards and give her a kiss on the beak.
>"I need a shower."
"I do too."
>"Well, I have a fantastic idea."
>She wiggles her eyebrows and your cock twitches anew.
>Your relationship really took off after that night.
>You were a lot more comfortable with her little displays of intimacy, even engaging in some yourself.
>Eventually the two of you moved in together, renting out a larger place.
>As you lay there in bed, Anna cuddling into your side, you smile to yourself.
>Maybe you should buy a ring tomorrow.
http://pastebin.com/pZ9pXkxE
It's fucking over. Thanks for reading famalam.
>>4088236
Any idea what happened to that artist? Did they delete their tumblr or something?
>>4161552
8/10 pretty good
>>4161777
I'm around. Don't worry about it.
>>4163595
Oh hey, well thats good to know that you are okay. Do you have an FA or something?
>>4164190
Yeah but I haven't visited it in a long, long time. Call that and the tumblr experiments and I didn't like the results. Now I randomly draw for /trash/ and focus on my other things.
>>4164695
Ah I see. I saw the Anna art you made, my friend really liked your rendition of her.
>>4164722
Happy to hear that. I might pop back up later in the week when another thread shows up. I don't want to upload a bunch of things via phone but will hopefully have internet this week.
>>4165172
I don't suppose you draw requests for oc avians, right? Also hope you get your internet back without a hitch.
>>4165271
I can, been trying to do more pinups than anything to double as pose studies which also means predominantly anthro for human form studies.
And as I have said countless times before, any sketches I do for trash are public domain. This means you're free to color or use as you wish. Hell, I even put up a megaupload of old/unfinished sketches for people to use.
>>4165532
That's awesome of youman. I know you might have been asked a lot of times but since i found this place not long ago, do you think you could give me a lnk to the download? Also if it's not a problem, could I link a pic of my bird to see if she interests you enough to draw her?
>>4165977
Once I get Internet, hopefully Tuesday, I'll drop a link if you come up. It'll be easier on the pc.
You're more than welcome to drop a pic, I'll save it to transfer later.
>>4166543
Yeah, I'll be sure to stick around on hte straight avian threads from now on. And would you prefer colored or non colored picture of her? Or perhaps both?
>>4166862
Whatever you want.
>>4167237
Here are some pic of her so you have an idea how she looks colored in case you are interested in her.
>>4161552
Hey sweet you finished it! I liked it anon, if you want to do another I wouldn't mind at all.
>>4107477
You talking shit about mah boi Tokoyami?
![Your+mom+called_a86a70_5668222[1].jpg](https://i.imgur.com/ujmvaVo.jpg "Your+mom+called_a86a70_5668222[1].jpg")
>>4177290
Hooray!
>>4177290
Happy vacation!
