Was this really her fault? Yuffie got them into this mess, she should have never taken that damn drink. Before she could put up much more of a complaint, her eyes caught glimpse of the Chocobo.
He was dancing, what should have been a momentary distraction sent gears whirling. He was a fine specimen... And his fluffy plumage tantalising. She felt the unfertilised eggs weighing in her abdomen. It'd be a shame to let them go to waste...
Her tail feathers twitched, heat radiating from the cloaca nestled amongst her feathers. Now that she was aware of it, something told her the only way to squelch it was with his assistance.
Sensing her vulnerability, the Chocobo began cooing rubbing and preening her feathers. She shuddered his touch somehow delicate and rippling waves of pleasure over her body.
She couldn't bare to wait, and instinct took command. She turned tail raising and spreading it to him.
Wasting no time she felt the Chocobo leap against her, larger he was able to partially mount her rear. Lowering his tail feathers their cloaca kissed, his elastic shaft beginning to drill into her.
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