“We’ve gotta be close, right?” asked Ahab. The big bald eagle squinted at the map of the mall and scratched the blue feathers on top of his head.
The mall had already been a ghost town before the pandemic. Now, there were only a handful of storefronts still open in the sprawling, one-story complex, and even those were on borrowed time. The whole thing was slated to come down next month to make way for a brand-new corporate campus.
“Do you know where we are?” Ahab turned to his partner, the smaller bird next to him.
“Oh, sorry, I was distracted with that app you showed me earlier,” Kaira said. She was a snow-white kite, save for the black feathers on her shoulders and the gray markings around her eyes.
“Let’s see,” she said, swiveling her head left to right and back again. “I think it’s just up here, around the corner.”
“Glad I brought you along,” Ahab said. “Although it’s kind of your fault we’re here in the first place.” Kaira’s mom had bought Ahab a truly horrendous Christmas sweater that was about three sizes too small.
“I can’t believe she still shops here,” the eagle said. “I didn’t think anyone went to malls anymore.”
Kaira laughed. “She probably just wanted to take advantage of the clearance sale now that they’re going out of business. Just be glad she thought to get you anything at all. Oh, stop—” she reached up and pulled Ahab’s shoulder back. “You almost walked right past it.”
Ahab looked up at the sign above the store’s entrance. Discount Clothing For Less. And a clearance sale on top of that? “I don’t think your mom likes me very much,” he said.
The store was totally empty save for some sparse clothing racks and a disinterested hyena employee, leaning on the counter and scrolling through his phone. He mumbled a half-hearted welcome without looking up.
“Heeeeeey,” Ahab said, almost apologetically, setting the sweater on the counter “I need to—”
“—return that? Yeah, you’re not alone,” the hyena said, gesturing to a haphazard pile of clothes behind the counter.
“So, here’s the gift receipt,” Ahab said, placing it on the counter, “and—”
“Oh, I don’t need that. Store credit. Which means…” the employee waved an arm lazily at the rest of the store “…just take whatever you want. And don’t bother asking for my manager, they haven’t showed up in a week.” The hyena muttered something under his breath and stalked toward an employees-only area in the back of the store.
Ahab did a 360, scanning the mostly empty store. He turned to Kaira. “Do I have to?” he whispered.
“Yes!” the kite elbowed him in the ribs. “You told my mom you were just gonna exchange it for a bigger size.”
“OK, fine. Help me find something equally grotesq—I mean, gorgeous.” The eagle reluctantly started sifting through the disorganized racks. “Too small, too small, too ugly, too small… what about this one? Is this close enough d’you think?” Ahab held up a gaudy red and green sweater with alternating rows of reindeer and gingerbread people.
“Sure, looks good, babe,” Kaira said. She was still standing by the cash register, staring at her phone.
“Kaira? Are you still on that app?” Ahab dabbled in magic, and earlier in the day he’d shown Kaira the app that had an extensive database of spells.
“Yeah, I mean… there’s just so many of them,” the kite said, still scrolling. “Turn your enemy into a toad. Turn your friend into a toad. Turn your toad into a friend. Honestly, I just assumed this sort of stuff was only kept in dusty old spellbooks.”
Ahab laughed. “It’s the 21st century. Magic benefits from innovation, too. It’s all regulated now, though. Gotta have a license to practice. But… anyone can do it. Just takes years of training and studying to hone and maintain your skills like I have!” The eagle puffed out his chest.
“Didn’t you let your license expire a few months ago?” the kite asked.
“It’s a pandemic, it’s probably fine,” Ahab waved a hand in the air. “Whatever. I’m gonna go make sure this fits, and then we can get out of here.” He headed toward the fitting room in the back of the store. Kaira followed a few yards behind, still glued to her phone.
The changing area wasn’t much: just a freestanding wooden stall with a shower curtain hung on one side for privacy, set off in a little back corner nook that was partially obscured from the rest of the store. The carpeting didn’t even extend this far; Kaira plopped down on the hard tiled floor while Ahab went into the stall, the feathers on the very top of his head still visible over the wooden walls.
“There’s a spell in here to start a fire?” Kaira asked. “All winter I’ve been asking you to make a fire in the fireplace and you kept saying it was too much effort.”
“Sorry, license expired,” Ahab said, his voice muffled as pulled his shirt off over his head.
“Yeah, yeah,” the kite said, continuing to scroll through the spell list. “Ooh, this one looks fun. Geminabit mole libidine particeps meum. Did I say that right?”
Ahab flung the curtain open. He had his head and one arm through the holiday sweater, and a look of concern on his face. “What did you just say?”
“Oh, I was just reading one of these spells here. Don’t worry, it’s not like I can do magic.”
A violet glow suddenly outlined the bald eagle’s figure. “Are you sure about that? It’s easier than you think. What was the spell?”
“It was, uh,” the kite scrolled back through the app in a panic. “It was supposed to—”
“I figured it out,” the eagle said, suddenly a foot taller after a burst of growth. His eyes rolled back in his head as his muscles and joints popped and strained to accommodate his new size. The first spurt of growth was focused around his upper body, and the big bird staggered back, struggling to maintain his balance. The sweater immediately ripped in half, threads unravelling as it split apart over Ahab’s growing midsection.
Ahab’s lower half caught up with the next burst of growth, legs quickly expanding. His trousers and underwear had no chance; they were in tatters on the ground in seconds. The eagle’s head slammed into the ceiling with a bang, and he fell backwards into one of the changing stall’s flimsy walls, causing it to immediately collapse outward under hundreds of pounds of growing bird.
Kaira dropped her phone and sat slack-jawed in amazement as her partner filled the fitting room. The hyena employee walked in, took one look at the huge nude bird and immediately took off his name badge. “Fuck, man, they don’t pay me enough for this. I’m gonna go get high.”
Ahab was getting higher in a different way. Even sitting down, his head brushed against the ceiling. He couldn’t fully extend out his arms anymore, but he stretched his limbs as far as they could go, completely caught up in the intense pleasure of growth without really paying any attention to his surroundings. Kaira had to scoot out of the way to avoid getting smothered by his huge bird feet.
Finally, just as it seemed like any more growth would cause the eagle to explode through the roof and out of the room, Ahab’s expansion slowed to a stop, and the violet glow faded. “OK, so it was a growth spell,” he panted, chest heaving from the adrenaline of the experience. “That’s fine, we just need to—”
Ahab stopped and shook his head. He had lost his train of thought. A curious sensation began to cloud his mind. “Was there…” he said, rubbing his brow in frustration, “…more to that spell?”
“Y-Yes,” Kaira mumbled. “I just thought it was a joke, but it said it would increase your size… and lust.”
Ahab had gone silent. His chest was still heaving, but now in a more controlled rhythm. His pupils dilated, and he stared hungrily at the kite as his huge black shaft — it, too, now glowing — rapidly hardened and expanded relative to his already massive body.
Kaira gasped at just how large it became. Fully erect in seconds, it was easily larger than she was. At least eight feet, if she had to guess, and Ahab was already leaking an inordinate amount of pre.
Ahab reached out an enormous black hand and used it to guide her toward his gigantic nuts. “Don’t tell me you’re gonna—” the kite started, but she was quickly muffled as he pressed her tight against the base of his cock. The feathers on the top of her head soon grew slick from the precum dripping down from above, and her nostrils were overwhelmed with his powerful musk.
Ahab was forceful, but the little bird didn’t find it unpleasant. Now that I got myself into this mess, Kaira thought, I guess I should enjoy it. “OK, big guy, let’s see what you got.” She opened her beak and took a long lick.
“That’s it,” the eagle growled. He began to rub the kite up and down his shaft, using the smaller bird to jack himself off.
Kaira could barely get her arms around Ahab’s girth, but she did what she could to contribute to her partner’s pleasure, gradually becoming aroused herself. The rapid up-down motion was disorienting, and, coupled with the extreme sensory overload of being pressed right up against the big bird’s dick, at times she could barely maintain her hold on the behemoth.
Of course, even if she happened to let go, it wouldn’t change much. Ahab had an iron grip that kept the kite tight against his penis, and his intensity only increased the closer he got to finishing. His beak stayed shut save for occasional grunts of satisfaction, focus entirely on fueling his own pleasure.
Kaira wondered whether he even knew what he was doing in his haze of lust. Not that she didn’t enjoy it — as Ahab sped up, stroking with even more vigor, she gave in and let herself be overcome by sensations beyond what she’d ever experienced before. The scent alone was intoxicating, but she could feel every pulse and flex of her partner’s dick as it approached its tipping point. She could hear the fluids rushing forth inside. She knew that, within moments, she’d be along for the ride on the most powerful orgasm she’d ever seen.
The eagle suddenly hit a hitch in his stroke, and Kaira braced herself. Ahab bucked his hips as much as he could in the cramped space, and then erupted with a roar.
The first cumshot hit the ceiling with enough force to dislodge the ceiling tile above. Dozens more followed in quick succession, fast enough and long enough to appear more like a steady stream. Ahab reclined as much as he could, utterly overwhelmed, as his dark chest and belly feathers were repainted white with his own cum.
The orgasm lasted more than a minute, enough time for bird jizz to entirely coat the walls and ceilings. Long enough, as well, to also drive Kaira to an intense climax of her own. She almost didn’t care that she was completely drenched in thick eagle cum. Not the worst way that spell could’ve backfired, she thought, as she licked the outside of her beak clean.
Ahab began to regain control. He shook his head and blinked a few times, still mostly immobilized by the afterglow, avian jizz splattered across his face. “Are you OK?” he asked Kaira, suddenly realizing what had just happened. The kite nodded. “Good.”
A fire alarm pull station on the wall, half-obscured by bird cream, caught Ahab’s eye, and an idea sprang into his mind. He flicked it down with a fingertip. The ceiling sprinklers activated and an ear-piercing siren filled the room, which Ahab brought to a halt by swatting down the offending fire alarm.
“Smart thinking,” Kaira said. “The sprinklers will help us clean up.”
“Oh?” Ahab said with a sly smile. “What makes you think we’re done? Listen — the alarm is still going off in the rest of the mall. I just don’t want us to be disturbed for round two.” He winked and licked his partner clean. “Hope you’re ready.”
