aoba (beastars) directed by scoutr
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Forced Cleanup

Story Written by AI (CW: Misgendering, Humiliation, Coercion)

Aoba's pristine white feathers still quivered faintly in the living room. The bald eagle's blue eyes sharpened abruptly from post-orgasmic haze into alert fury, yellow beak snapping shut as awareness crashed back with nauseating clarity, his cloaca throbbing with residual fullness from the wolf's departed knot. Muscular thighs trembled slightly in aftershocks, avian talons flexing against the cushions in instinctive recoil while thick semen continued oozing lazily from the gaping vent, pooling beneath his tail feathers in humiliating testament.

The gray wolf rose fluidly from his kneeling inspection between Aoba's haunches. His veiny red canine penis dangled heavy and glistening before him—shaft slick with mingled cloacal fluids and residual cum, swollen knot half-deflated but prominent, heavy white balls swaying pendulously with dribbles tracing down. With deliberate swagger, the wolf stepped forward dominantly until his groin hovered inches from Aoba's face, large gray paw wrapping around the base to prod the cum-coated tip insistently against the eagle's yellow beak. Hot, musky scent assaulted the avian's senses immediately, the blunt tip smearing glossy trails across beak edges as the wolf rumbled expectantly. "Time to clean up your mess, birdie—tongue out and lick this wolf's cock spotless. Every drop from knot to balls."

Aoba recoiled sharply with a revolted snarl, blue eyes widening in absolute disgust as his beak clamped tighter, feathers fluffing indignantly along neck. Nausea roiled viciously in his gut at the profane demand—he had never tasted cock or cum in his life, let alone performed oral on anyone, the very notion repulsing him to his straight core, especially a canine's smelly genitals reeking of their illicit joining. "Are you fucking insane, mutt? Get that filthy dog dick away from my face—I'm not gay, and that's disgusting! No way I'm tonguing your nasty cum!" Aoba snapped irritably, powerful wings half-unfurling in defensive flare as he twisted his head aside, humiliated fury boiling over the lingering bliss that had betrayed him moments prior.

The wolf's eyes narrowed unyieldingly, fanged muzzle curling into unmoved smirk as his free paw shot forward to grip Aoba's feathered head firmly by the nape, claws pricking skin to hold the beak steady against the prodding shaft without mercy. Undeterred by the avian's protests, the mammal leaned in closer, voice dropping to cold menace laced with mockery. "Don't care if you're 'not gay' or find it gross, slut—tongue it clean, or I walk and never breed that needy cloaca again. No more orgasms from my knot. Oh, and that 'discreet' deal? Gone. I'll blab to my pack how the straight eagle begged for wolf cock like a desperate bitch—" The threat hung heavy, wolf's paw squeezing tighter to emphasize unbreaking resolve, his glistening penis twitching expectantly against Aoba's beak as patience thinned visibly in his predatory stare.

Aoba's muscular frame tensed rigidly under the coercion, blue eyes flashing with humiliated impotence—he craved those deep-thrust peaks desperately, fingers eternally inadequate, yet this oral degradation twisted his straight pride into knots rivaling the canine's own. Snarls faltered into gritted silence, beak trembling against the insistent prod as revulsion warred with necessity.

The bald eagle's eyes brimmed with defeated resignation; the wolf's threats of denied future sexual encounters and shattered secrecy chaining him inescapably to the degrading demand. His cloaca was still leaking residual semen onto the floor below. With a shuddering exhale through gritted yellow beak, Aoba capitulated slowly, parting the hard edges apprehensively to extend his pink tongue outward in trembling exposure, the avian muscle hovering inches from the prodding canine tip.

The gray wolf's large gray paw maintained unyielding grip on Aoba's feathered nape, claws pricking lightly to guide the beak forward while the other paw stroked the slick knot encouragingly, eyes gleaming with superior glee at the straight avian's submission. The wolf prodded his cum-coated penis insistently against the offered tongue first, smearing viscous globs across the pink surface with deliberate drags that elicited immediate gagging retch from Aoba's throat. "That's it, birdie—good girl, start lapping like the hungry sluts I fuck. Tongue that knot clean; swirl around the tip where your pussy juice mixed with my load," the wolf jabbed encouragingly, voice rumbling with aroused superiority as he flexed his hips to feed more shaft into range, reminiscing hotly. "Reminds me of those hot bitches after I bred 'em—always licked this marvelous maleness spotless, swallowing every drop."

Aoba gagged violently at the first apprehensive lick, awful salty-bitter tang exploding across his tongue like rancid musk and cloacal slick combined, far worse than imagined as thick cum strings clung stubbornly to taste buds and coated his beak interior. His eyes watered profusely in revulsion, feathers fluffing wildly in instinctive recoil while his muscular abs heaved with suppressed heaves, realizing horrifically the voluminous mess demanding thorough cleanup from veiny shaft to swollen knot and dangling balls. "G-guhk—disgusting... too much," Aoba rasped snappily between gags, yet the wolf's paw guided relentlessly around his length, forcing broader laps that churned semen into frothy saliva strings dripping from chin feathers.

The wolf groaned approvingly, free paw ruffling Aoba's head feathers patronizingly as his penis twitched firmer under the apprehensive ministrations, knot swelling anew with rekindled lust.

The gray wolf's red canine penis throbbed insistently against Aoba's tongue, knot pulsing half-erect with rekindled dominance. Large gray paw maintained firm guidance on the eagle's feathered nape, claws dimpling plumage while the other paw stroked the slick shaft encouragingly, green eyes narrowing at the avian's shallow efforts. "Take it in, birdie—take the cock down that beak for a proper cleanup. Swallow like a good slut," the wolf demanded gruffly, hips flexing expectantly to nudge more length forward, arousal spiking at the reluctant laps but patience fraying visibly in his fanged scowl.

Aoba ignored the suggestion deliberately with a muffled snarl, eyes flashing defiant revulsion as he continued superficial tongue swirls on the tip alone, beak clamped resolutely shallow to avoid intrusion—he refused utterly to engulf the throbbing shaft, the mere thought igniting fresh nausea in his straight gut amid the already repulsive taste assaulting his senses. Feathers fluffed indignantly along his neck, muscular frame tensing in silent rebellion despite the guiding paw's pressure.

Impatience ignited explosively in the wolf's predatory glare, free paw snapping behind Aoba's head with swiftness to interlock claws fully around the feathered cranium, seizing control decisively as he thrust his semen-dripping canine penis forward in forceful plunge. The thick red shaft surged past resisting beak lips and down the avian mouth, cum strings and saliva erupting from stretched beak corners in messy gags. "Enough half-assing, slut—deep clean it all!" the wolf growled triumphantly, hips grinding to bury maximum depth while both paws locked Aoba's head immobile against his groin.

Aoba's blue eyes bulged wildly in panicked struggle, beak convulsing around the invading cock in frantic bids to pull free amid choking gurgles and heaving retches. Muscular abs clenched violently, his head thrashing futilely against the iron grip, revulsion exploding into full-mouthed muffled protests vibrating the buried shaft.

The wolf's grip tightened unmercifully, eyes boring down with unmoved superiority. "Struggle all you want, birdie—I'll let you pull out only when you've cleaned every drop entirely. Suck and swallow till spotless, or you know what will happen." Aoba's struggles weakened gradually under his firm hand, the taste of semen overwhelming and impossible to ignore as long as it was swirling in his mouth, so the best solution was to do as the wolf said and swallow it all so that the foul musky taste would go away...

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