Into the Woods

Peeking his head out the backdoor, Gerald peered around his backyard, only the fluffy head of the horned owl visible as he made sure that none of his neighbours were out enjoying the early weekend morning, the curtains and the blinds drawn closed on all the windows facing out into the yard. The man's heart thumped in his chest as he checked whether he was all alone out there before he stepped out, completely naked, his hefty sack dangling down between his legs and his pink tip already peeking out of his sheath as an excited shiver ran up his spine and made his beak click rapidly, panting in excitement as he closed the door behind him. With a couple bottles in hand, the degenerate avian stepped out onto the deck, his claws clacking against the wood as he stretched a little, squinting at the forest stretching out ahead of him, having woken up early enough that the sun was just barely illuminating the dense woods, a slight fog hanging over the entire landscape as the humid weather and the dew made the entire forest glimmer like a gemstone. As much as Gerald appreciated the beauty of nature and the outdoors, the owl had a much more deviant idea in mind than just taking in the sights, giving a huff as he scratched at his plump belly gently, standing still for a few seconds just to make absolutely sure all of his neighbours were still sleeping in. With a long weekend ahead of him, completely free from work or any kind of chores, the bird decided he wanted another dirty, filthy visit into the woods to really take in and enjoy the wildlife up close. Gerald glanced down at the two bottles he was hauling out with him, grinning as he read the labels while his dick only continued to stiffen up even further. One was a bottle of male deer musk, and the other a spray of the urine of a doe in heat, hoping that the combination of the two would help hide his scent and let him get lewd with some of the beasts of the woods without the critters just running away before he'd even spotted them. Gerald had already made some good headway into reeking like a wild animal through the night, having marinated in his own sweat and piss with splatters of cum dried all over his belly, but the bird guessed it still wasn't quite enough to really get up close and personal with the wild animals. The owl had gotten some odd looks from the cashier of the sporting goods shop he'd bought the musk and the piss from, guessing that he didn't exactly seem like the sort of person who'd go out hunting every week and needed some scent cover, yet the perv was very willing to suffer some odd glances if it meant getting wild animal cock, pussy, and tailhole. Popping open the screw caps of both bottles and just giving his coat of feathers a generous sprinkle with the two concoctions, the horned and horny owl gave a small moan as the combined scent hit his nostrils, making his head spin as the absolute heaviest, muskiest scent he'd ever encountered washed over him, almost too much even for the filthy slob, though only almost. Rock hard as he quickly made sure to rub the piss and the musk all throughout his body, even giving his dick a quick douse of the doe piss while smirking, Gerald set the two bottles down and strolled out across his backyard, ducking his head down a little as he slipped out the back gate and dashed into the cover of the woods as fast as his legs would carry him, not wanting any of his neighbours to take notice. 

Scurrying into the wilds before he risked getting some awkward knocks on his door from the others living in the neighbourhood, Gerald slipped beyond the bushes and the trees, keeping up a light jog until the houses had all disappeared behind the greenery, slowing down a little bit yet going at a brisk pace still. The owl hoped that the early morning start to his degeneracy would not only give him more time to enjoy the debauchery he was planning, but that it also lessened the chances of him running into someone going for a hike or picking berries, guessing that anyone heading out into the woods would prefer to do it a little later on during the day. Still, that didn't exactly guarantee privacy, and due to that the man also headed off the footpath snaking its way through the forest as soon as he could, trekking deeper into the untouched wilderness as his cock bobbed along. The avian was also thinking that the added distance from any common routes that people took through the woods would maximise his chances of running into wildlife, keeping his fingers crossed that his weekend wouldn't just be him aimlessly traipsing around in the forest without seeing any hint of animals to fuck or be fucked by. Trying to keep light on his feet and not stumble through the thick growth so as not to spook any potential mates and suitors, the bird walked for a good while, occasionally stopping and crouching down to perk his ears for any signs of wildlife, a little more disappointed every time he stopped only to realise he'd been listening out for nothing but the wind. About half an hour after he'd started his perverted hike, Gerald’s bladder pinched him bad enough for him to take another little break just as he'd stepped out onto a small clearing, an old and rotting tree stump resting in the middle of it, surrounded by a blanket of leaves. Showing off yet another upside of foregoing all clothes, the bird just paused by the old stump and grabbed his half-chubbed cock without needing to bother with pulling down any pants, aiming it down and sighing with a little push as a stream of golden yellow flowed forth. As the urine stream splattered against the side of the stump and the pool of piss on the grass slowly grew larger, Gerald felt his bare feet getting caught in the puddle, just smirking and aiming the stream right down at his claws, drenching his feet in the delightfully warm and musky liquid as he emptied his bladder. 

Just as the owl was finishing off with his leak, another bird joined him in the clearing, though this one came from the skies rather than waddling through the woods, a croaking call echoing across the forest as a crow swooped in from the treetops and landed atop the stump the man had been watering. Taken back by the sudden arrival of the feral bird, his cock still in hand, Gerald initially just stared down at the rather large crow that had perched up by his side, cocking his head a little as the bird peered up at him at the same time, clicking its beak with curiosity while the pair examined one another. The owl certainly hadn't expected to be joined by a crow during his outing, not so up close at the very least, amazed at just how calm the animal seemed even as he slowly squatted down, gingerly reaching a hand towards the feral avian. The bird walked a little closer to the edge of the stump as the horned owl’s hand approached, giving a soft cry as it gingerly poked at the man's finger with its beak, making no attempts at flying off even as the naked hiker gingerly scratched its chest and neck, just spreading its wings and flicking its tail feathers. Gerald assumed that the bird must've gotten very familiar with all the hikers and campers that walked through the woods, guessing that the feral feather friend had quickly learned how to act cute and tame to trick some morsels of food from all the visitors to the woods, chuckling a little as the bird continued to click its beak. The friendliness of the crow did give the man an idea though, grinning as he knelt down beside the stump, still gently stroking the bird's chest as he carefully lifted up its tail feathers with his other hand, peering underneath the half-tame avian to see just a little glimpse of its cloaca. 

Though not quite enough of an ornithologist to be able to tell whether the crow was a male or a female, the pervert didn't particularly care about the sex of the feral animal, his dick quickly stiffening up to full mast as he shifted his fingers holding up the crow’s tail feathers, keeping a close eye on his new friend and trying to gauge its reaction as he softly rubbed the little opening with the tip of his pinky. Much to Gerald’s delight, the crow didn't try to escape or hop away, just giving a pleased little croak as the man rubbed its cloaca, its feathers fluffing up as the owl very carefully pressed the tip of his pinky inside of the faintly wet slit. Actually wanting to eat crow for once, Gerald huffed and slowly bowed his head down while he pet and fondled the wild bird, slowly bringing his own beak underneath the animal's tail as he hoped he wouldn't spook the critter right as things were getting really fun, opening his maw and pushing his tongue out to lick at the bird's cloaca. The feral avian let out something resembling a rough, scratchy purr as his tongue caressed the slit and nuzzled deeper inside, swabbing the smooth inner walls of the gently shivering bird, panting as he pet the crow with one hand and furiously jerked off with the other. The horned owl had barely gotten a few good, deep licks in before suddenly something slimy squirted out right onto his tongue from the crow as it spread its wings with a little shriek, unsure whether it was cum, shit, piss, or a combination of all three. Without any hesitation or questioning, Gerald just swallowed the mouthful down in a single gulp, feeling the bird shudder against his tongue as he moaned, managing to lap at the feral's slit for a few more moments before he jumped up to his feet in a hurry. Clutching his cock and gasping, the man aimed at the crow before bucking against his hand, spewing several ropes all over the tree stump and the bird sitting on it, painting the dark feathers of his winged hookup with streaks of vibrant white as he groaned, drooling over himself as he emptied his sack. Out of breath and licking his beak clean, Gerald glanced down to see the crow just about completely glazed with his seed, the sticky mess dripping down the feral bird's body as it just gave a little shake before taking off back into the skies, giving a seemingly appreciative caw as it disappeared beyond the treetops, flinging droplets of the owl’s cum everywhere as it flapped its wings. 

Taking a moment to catch his breath, reinvigorated and feeling more confident about his weekend plans after the unexpected encounter, Gerald watched the crow fly off as he leaned against the stump, slowly standing up straight and taking off deeper into the woods. Hoping that some other beasts would be willing to let him pleasure and have his way with them, wondering what he might run into next, the avian strolled along until he noticed a small track trodden into the ground, the grass worn down into a muddy dirt path over a long period of time. The owl couldn't quite make out any obvious prints in the dirt, yet he guessed that whatever made the tracks would probably frequent it, following the path as he grinned with his cock flopping around. It didn't take long for the man to spot one of the many critters that made use of the small path, freezing on the spot as he noticed a dainty deer raising its head up after it had stopped for a drink at a tiny spring. Not sporting any horns and fairly small, the feral animal was quite evidently a doe, quite a young one at that as well, a few faint white spots still just barely visible on her flank from the spotted colouration that fawns have for the first year of their life. Getting a few steps closer, the doe turned her head to stare at Gerald, yet she didn't budge, just continuing to drink from the spring as her tail flagged up, giving a relaxed snort as he drew closer. The owl guessed that his scent disguise must've worked wonders, yet the man quickly realised that the friendliness of the deer had some other reasons behind it as well, noticing just how pink and swollen the female's slit was after getting closer to her, able to smell her potent musk even from a stone's throw. It was obvious that the doe was deep in heat, her first one from the looks of it, and the bird was more than happy to lend a hand to the bothered beast. 

Carefully approaching the wild animal, Gerald slowly reached out for her as she lifted her head from the spring, still licking her lips as he gingerly scratched her side, just giving a friendly grunt as his hand began to stray more towards her lower half. Stepping behind the doe as her tail immediately sprung straight up, the horned owl was delighted to see that he wasn't the first male who'd paid her a visit, grinning at the sight of a little drool of white leaking from between her puffy pussy lips as she shuffled around on the spot, seemingly quite anxious to get more cock in her. As much as Gerald wanted to sink balls deep into the deer, the bird first wanted a taste of the girl, having always wondered whether deer pussy would be as gamey as he'd imagined it to be. With both hands resting on the doe’s rump, the pervert knelt down in the dirt and stuffed his beak under her tail, dragging his tongue over her dainty slit as she let out a rumbling groan, instinctively stepping back and shoving his face further against her ass. Almost as impatient as the feral lady was, Gerald stuffed his beak right inside of the beast, moaning as he nuzzled his tongue deep down her passage and got a mouthful of her juices mixed with the load of the buck that had mounted her just moments earlier, still fresh and warm as he gulped down the seed of the other male, tonguefucking the bleating doe the whole time. Swirling his tongue in the deer’s mound, his nostrils filled with the musky scent of her heat and her slimy juices dripping down right onto his twitching cock, the horned owl moaned into the doe while his eyes rolled back, loving the taste of deer a lot more this way than when served to him on a plate. 

Eating out the horny young female for a few minutes, letting the mess of her juices and a buck’s cum spill out all over his face, chest, and belly, Gerald finally decided it was high time for him to relieve both of their desperate needs. Pulling his beak out of the doe with a gasp as she snorted and flagged her tail up high, the bird shot up to his feet with his dick in hand, slapping it against the animal's flank and leaving a wet imprint of his precum onto her soft, brown fur. Gently urging the doe to squat down by just an inch or two to better help him reach her loins, the man wasted no time as soon as his tip was at her pussy lips, bucking into her with a loud grunt as she bellowed out a lustful rumble. Though bigger than he was, the doe was still wonderfully tight, especially with the way she would clench down around his girth every time he managed to hilt her, practically begging for him to unload in her already. Though he was very worked up, almost as much as the doe was, Gerald still had a little more stamina and longevity than most bucks, able to hump away at her mound while the deer’s previous partner had been more of a one pump chump. The horned owl was also proving to be almost as fierce of a lover as the buck that had previously bred the doe, almost as girthy and only a touch shorter in length than the feral male, slamming into the feral cunt as hard as he could as he grunted, wanting to make the most of the experience of a bigger and sturdier partner. But even though his act wasn't just a little quick sprint, Gerald still wasn't quite able to make it a full marathon either, only able to last for close to five minutes before the clenching and squeezing grew too much for him to endure. Clutching the doe’s fur while he moaned, his knees buckling and clicking together, the man emptied his balls in the feral in heat, his beak hanging ajar as the squirts of cum were practically forced out of him by the milking of her slit. As soon as the first rope splattered into her depths, the female deer decided to do a little emptying of her own, bowing her head down as her pussy lips suddenly splayed open, a spray of musky, deep golden piss gushing forth right onto the bird's cock. Gasping in utter bliss as the steaming hot urine trickled down his shaft, showering his crotch and his legs, Gerald didn't even dream of pulling out as he finished off balls deep in the doe, happily letting her mark him. 

Staying hilted in the doe as her mid-rut shower slowly began to trail off, the cascade of wonderfully warm and musky piss coming to an end as Gerald moaned with a big smile on his face, stroking the needy feral's back and scratching behind her ear while halfway draped over her, 
“Such a good girl…”
Making sure he'd deposited every last drop of his load into the doe, wanting her to feel nice and full even if his seed couldn't exactly get her knocked up, the horned owl patted the young deer as he slowly unsheathed his cock from her. The man watched with a smirk as globs and strings of his cum drooled out of the gently gaped pink slit, a deluge spilling out as soon as he'd gotten the last few inches of his manhood out of her, splattering all over her haunches as well as the puddle of piss between her back legs. Though feeling several gallons lighter, the bird still had enough energy for a second round with the doe, and he could see she was still needy for more, though the deviant wondered whether her other hole might be as great as her cunt had been. Rubbing at the deer’s pucker with his thumb, smearing a little glob of half-dried shit still clinging to the fur bordering the plump hole, Gerald chuckled as he grabbed onto his cock again, raising his tip up to her tailhole. With his shaft already well lubed thanks to the mess of cum and the beast's own pussy juices coating every inch of it, the owl didn't need to do much more than to just give a good thrust as he sank deep into the deer’s shithole, grunting as he clung to her once again, listening to her bleating with desire as he rammed himself further in. The avian could immediately feel that his cock wasn't the only thing stuffed into the doe’s guts, his tip pressing against a load of dung before he'd even gotten halfway into her, huffing as he just kept bucking, driving his girth right into the middle of a nice mound of shit. 

In heaven as he felt the filth smushing all around his cock, only adding to the sensation of tightness while pounding away at the female in heat, Gerald suddenly heard a twig snap somewhere behind him, glancing over his shoulder only to be met with yet another deer, this one significantly larger than the one he was mounting, as well as sporting a large set of antlers in addition to a lengthy pink cock dangling below his belly. With the man's scent disguise working a little too well, the male just gave a horny grunt before leaping up to mount the doe as well, leaving Gerald sandwiched between the two as he yelped, eyes wide in a mix of excitement and a little nervousness as he felt a thick manhood prodding at his ass cheeks, unsure of whether the buck had mistaken him for the doe or whether the male just didn't care. Whatever the buck’s intentions, the bird let out a sharp scream as his tailhole was skewered by the beast, thankful for just how slippery the deer’s shaft was as he was spread wide open around the pole, gaped and shoved further into the doe’s tailhole with the first thrust. With the buck now setting the pace for the rutting, his hips slamming back and forth at the same time as the bigger deer was ramming into him, Gerald couldn't do much beyond just relaxing and enjoying the ride, moaning as he was taken from behind while shitfucking the shivering doe, grunting as his guts were suddenly flooded with feral cum. Feeling his belly swell up a little from the volume of cum deposited inside of him, his feet lifted off the ground as the roaring male bucked hard, Gerald groaned and climaxed as well, quivering while shooting a wad of cum into the middle of the doe’s pile of shit. 

Clinging to the doe as the buck finally pulled out of him, the horned owl let out a sigh of relief as he was finally able to relieve some of the pressure that had been building up inside of him, grunting as the long cock slipped out of his gaped tailhole while he pushed hard, a giant wad of cum mixed with some of his scat splattering onto the ground with a wet squelch. Shitting out the cum pumped into him while he was still buried in the doe, Gerald’s dick twitched as he half-accidentally spilled a squirt of his piss into the female's tailhole as well, gently humping her ass as his dick churned up the fetid mixture inside, turning the combination of piss, shit, and cum into an off-white slurry before he staggered off of her, flopping back onto the ground. Falling flat on his gaped ass, the buck’s pole slapping him on the cheek as it rested over his shoulder, the dazed bird just moaned and panted as the female deer squatted down a little further, her tail shivering as she pushed out the mess made inside of her, a bubbling, wet fart accompanying the wad of cum and filth as it spilled out her pucker and right onto the man's crotch, coating him in the filth. With his head spinning after such a heavy pounding and a hard climax, Gerald just splayed out on the grass, panting and wheezing while the cervid couple sauntered off to further take care of the young doe’s heat, both deer giving a thankful little snort as they stepped over the fun owl, disappearing off into the woods. Taking a couple minutes to recuperate, the man finally staggered back up to his feet with a groan, drenched in just about every filthy liquid imaginable and more than a little sore, grunting as he decided that he needed a little soak to recover from the encounter, limping down the stream towards a glimmering he spotted beyond the trees, guessing there might be some sort of a pool he could relax in. Thankfully for the avian pervert, he spotted a small lake just a few minutes away, smiling as he dipped a toe in to test the temperature, stepping in and sitting down with a deep sigh, the water coming up to his neck as he just reclined. Gerald didn't have more than a few seconds of rest before he felt something odd poking at his claws, opening one eye to see a large bass swimming around him in the clear waters, investigating him and seemingly trying to see whether he was edible. Almost immediately, the owl’s face lit up with a devilish grin, getting a wonderful idea to help him have a deep clean.

Moving slowly, the man flipped around and knelt down, sticking his rump out towards the fish as he spread his cheeks, wisps of white and brown seeping out of his stretched out asshole as the mess pumped into him leaked into the water. Taking the bait right away, the bass swam right up to the man's cheeks, opening his wide mouth and latching onto the puffy rim of the bird's asshole. Feeling a gentle, pleasurable suction on his hole, Gerald moaned and gave a push, spewing out a big load of his dung and the male deer’s cum straight down the fish’s gullet, grunting as he emptied his guts into the aquatic feral, feeling the willing bass swallow it all up. Huffing as he pushed out what felt like multiple gallons of a cum-shit mixture into the living vacuum’s maw, shuddering gently while spilling out his bowels, the panting bird finally felt empty, yet he was now rock hard again. Glancing back at the bass still greedily suckling on his tailhole, the avian man tapped his beak with a smirk, quickly coming up with another wonderful use for the ravenous maw. Gently grabbing the fish’s tail and pulling it off of his asshole, grunting under his breath as it popped off with a little stream of bubbles bursting to the surface, Gerald held the bass in place as he spun around again, sitting down underwater with his rock hard cock twitching incessantly as he slowly brought the scaled feral's lips up to his tip. As if able to read the man's mind, the bass immediately latched on and swallowed more than half of the bird's cock as he moaned with pleasure, slowly sliding the squirming, living fleshlight up and down his shaft, leaning back and digging his free hand into the sandy, muddy floor of the lake. Shivering as he debated whether he should get himself a fish tank back home, unsure whether any of his sex toys would compare to those wonderful lips and that big maw that seemed practically designed to take dick, Gerald roared and flinched as he came once more. Cloudy rivulets of cum streamed out through the gills of the bass as the perv emptied his sack inside of the fish, quivering at the suction as he crammed a few more inches inside of the bass, grunting and whimpering as the vacuum sucked him completely dry. Pulling the bass off of his dick and letting it go after he was fully drained, Gerald let out a sigh as he watched it swim off, chuckling and slumping back until only his face was still above the surface of the water, filthy and sore all over yet so utterly satisfied that he could've fallen asleep right then and there.