The bird woman paused her gorging for a moment. She sat on the rock, panting heavily. Her face was covered with feathers, but you had the impression she was blushing. “Oh… oh. Sorry about that, I’m not used to this.” She said, her voice slightly uneven. Velara stepped down from the rock, her large talons pressing into the jungle floor under her considerable weight. She didn’t appear very stable though, and you reached out to help steady her as she wobbled. Then she fell forward, smothering you under her four ample breasts. “Oh! Sorry! My body feels different now, my balance is all off.” Velara put her wing-hands to your sides and started pushing herself off when she noticed your erection poking into her belly. If you weren’t sure before, she was definitely blushing now. “Oh… Eheh…” Velara smiled awkwardly. “We should er… maybe do this somewhere else? It’s not safe here.” You nodded and she got up, but not before giving you a peck on the cheek.
Standing upright on the ground next to you, she towered over you, easily your height and half again. Velara was still a bit wobbly, having added so much weight so quickly, but it didn’t seem to affect her confidence. “I will see you back on the roof where we left the loot.” She said, and with that she took off.
You went back into the building and up the roof, where you arrived to find her stuffing herself with fruit and bugs. She must have gained at least two hundred pounds since you saw her minutes ago. Velara appeared almost embarrassed to be seen this way, and she stopped eating as soon as she noticed you. “Oh, hey. I err… figured if I’m going to carry both you and the crate I should eat a little more.” She shifted a little awkwardly as you approached, not moving towards the crate. Instead she walked up to you, stopping only once her large belly was mere inches from your face. Putting one wing hand on your shoulder, she put the other on the side of your head, gently going through your hair. Her voice was uneven like before, perhaps more so this time, and while you couldn’t see her face, you could hear she was panting. “Going through all this has left me a little… stimulated. Maybe you’re willing to… help me with that? It’s a dangerous trip, we don’t want any… distractions.” She gently moved her wing hand behind your head and pressed your face into her belly. She felt warm, and though her belly was soft, her skin felt firmer and thicker than normal human skin. Placing your arms around her, hands barely reaching to the side of her hips, you mumbled something into her belly. Velara giggled and lowered herself, sitting down on her haunches and placing her head just above yours.
While you undressed, she reached down and slowly, carefully kissed you on the lips with her beak. Her beak was hard and sharp, but she was careful not to hurt you. Her hot breath smelled of sweet fruit, her tongue tasted of sweet and bitter. Her wings moved around you as she gently rolled onto her side, her weight pressing you into the vegetation growing on the roof. Velara nibbled at the side of your neck while she moved a wing over you, her four soft breasts pressing against your belly, groin, and upper legs. You caressed her neck, finding the place where her feathers started. Her skin felt warm and solid, the weight of her body contained behind thick but flexible hide, gently sagging and pressing into your hands. Her feathers were soft and firm, seemingly with no temperature of their own. You kissed her on the neck, while she pressed herself against you with her wings and moaned softly. She moved upwards, a bit clumsily, her four large, heavy breasts sliding over you, following the contours of your body. Once your groins were in the right relative position, her heavy belly was pressed against your face, though not with her full weight, as she was holding herself up on her wing hands. She lowered herself onto your member as you guided it into her, kissing her on the belly at the same time. Velara cooed as her surprisingly tight vagina slid around your rock-hard penis, and the flesh of her groin and thighs pressed into yours by her massive weight. She slowly started moving up and down, her moaning becoming louder. You reached your arms around her belly as far as possible and hugged her body as it slowly and rhythmically moves above you. You tried pushing into her, but from position you could exert no force at all. Perhaps feeling your movements, Velara stopped and rolled over on her back, pulling you with her so that you ended up on top of her. Rising to your elbows, you gave her a glance. Her chest with the massive breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths, and she looked back at you. Her expression appeared somewhat vacant, but perhaps her beak was just hard to read. You guided your member back into her and then put your hands on her belly, slightly sinking into the soft flesh while her massively thick inner thighs pushed into your sides. You pushed into her, eliciting a moan from her, her massive talons clawing at the air above you. Her wing hands found your shoulders and the back of your head as she started to move with your pushes, her back arching every time. You pushed again and again, her moans and pants becoming louder, and her wing hands pushed your face and upper torso into her belly as she forcefully hugged you in the throes of ecstasy. You expected a mighty eagle screech perhaps, but when you both came, all you heard from her was a very restrained “hgggggnnnnn” as she threw her head back, closed her eyes, and arched her back whith her talons spread out in the air.
Afterwards, she rolled over on her side, giving you enough time to dismount before giving you a wing-hug and another beak-kiss, this one more modest but with more eye contact.
A few minutes later you were putting your clothes on again while she positioned herself to take off with the crate in her talons. You would be riding on her back. It seemed dangerous , but given how much extra weight she was already carrying, both in terms of cargo and sheer body weight, your own weight probably wouldn’t be a problem.

From above, the jungle looked just as menacing. Carnivorous plants the size of office buildings were visible in the distance, and screams of killing and dying animals periodically came from all directions, overpowering the normal jungle sounds. You clung to Velara’s back and neck as she weaved her way between the treetops. She avoided going too high, as she wanted to avoid being seen by some of the larger plants – apparently they had a way of attacking things high up in the air. The harpy carried both the crate and you, and her own weight, apparently with ease. You remember hearing something about biomechanical factors limiting the size of birds, but apparently Velara had never heard of them.
In a flash, a black glob attached to a gooey string struck Velara and you from the side, gluing you to her back and pulling you towards one of the trees. Velara screeched and flapped her wings, trying to stabilize. The two of you were pulled into the treetop, a dense network of giant branches, each in turn covered in vines and detritus, creating an environment of many stacked ‘floors’ connected by branches and in some places, bones. Velara crashed into the branches and was pulled on her side, dragged towards a monstrous gaping barnacle on the side of the tree’s trunk. Protruding from the center of the barnacle was a monstrous insectile head ten feet long.
The force of the crash had pulled you off Velara’s back, along with the feathers you were glued to. Grabbing a sword from the crate, you ran over to halfway between Velara and the mouth, and swung down on the gooey string. It was like striking at tar, the goop closed behind the damage instantly. Velara had righted herself and was struggling to resist the pull. “Hurry, kill it!” She screeched, eyes wide, claws dug into the ‘ground’ beneath her. You ran over to the head protruding from the barnacle. It was massive, you had no idea how you were going to kill it. Before you could get in the first hit, you noticed a similar, but much smaller head emerging from a hole nearby. It was another giant insect, this one ‘merely’ the size of a large dog. You immediately and clumsily swung your sword at it, separating its head from its body. Immediately another came, and another. You swung your sword at them, and even though you had the fighting skills of a wet noodle, the sword went through the insects like a hot knife through butter. Meanwhile Velara was still slowly being pulled closer to the giant mouth.
Then you had an idea. Her beak was still free, and you had a source of food right here. Sticking the sword into the first of your victims, you dragged it towards her. Behind you, more emerged. She didn’t need to be explained what you were trying to do. As soon as the disgusting insect corpse was in range, she bit into it, raised her head and started swallowing it. The carcass made awful crunching noises as it was devoured; Velara’s expression was all the indication you needed that you would not be trying this particular meal yourself. You repeated the process with the other creatures you had killed, and so did Velara. She started growing immediately, the relatively small meals making her slightly stronger and better able to resist the goop tongue. The other creatures reached the two of you, and you fought them off as best you could. Individually, the insects were no match for velara. Whenever she could, she quickly gobbled them up, but there were a lot of them. You swung your sword back and forth wildly, cutting insects left and right. You kicked some of the parts in Velara’s path for her to eat. It looked like you were going to lose – there were just too many insects. But then you noticed the giant head in the barnacle was being pulled out. Glancing behind you, you saw Velara had already doubled in size and was now the one pulling the other towards her. The insect in the barnacle was pulled out, and rather than be pulled towards what was now obviously a dangerous predator, simply released the glob from Velara and pulled it back into itself. Velara herself quickly turned her attention towards the insects attacking you, quickly crushing several under her massive talons, and eating the rest, growing even larger. Not only was Velara growing larger and heavier, her proportions were shifting to a more feral shape, though she retained the large breasts, which were growing with her.
More insects streamed out of the tree and you gestured to the crate. “Quickly, we should leave now!” You shouted, but the bird woman was already making her way to the bugs crawling out of the tree. They never had a chance, and not much more tactical sense either. They simply streamed out to their demise while Velara swelled larger and larger. It wasn’t long before she was so large she could attack the large creature in the barnacle. She placed a mighty talon around its head and pulled it out of its hole, biting it in the neck. After that she forced the whole monster down her throat. Her jaws distended, something you didn’t know beaks could do, or perhaps her anatomy was subtly different. Then her throat distended, and then her body. Again she grew larger, her flesh groaning and creaking as her thick skin stretched to contain her bulk. By the time she was done with the insect colony, she had grown to the size of a tyrannosaurus and then some! After the gorging, she took a moment to calm down. She was panting, her breath was hot and you could see she was aroused. Her head turned around to find you, as though she only now remembered she was in someone’s company. “Oh, hey. Er, sorry about that. I er, figured it was best we deal with them now, you know…” She stepped and turned in place, awkwardly, almost destroying this level of the tree as the massive branches creaked under her enormous weight. “I guess we should leave now…” She added as she walked closer. It was hard to gauge her expression, but she seemed to be embarrassed. She lowered herself, allowing you to climb onto her back, before she picked up the crate in one mighty talon and took off again.
During the rest of the brief trip, nothing dared attack you. Approaching a rocky outcropping with a lit tunnel entrance, she dropped the crate and landed beside it, barely fitting on the ledge.

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