https://www.deviantart.com/yifftator/art/Veluna-the-Hyper-Blue-Jay-AI-1110768658

CANADIAN TREE LIFTING BIRDS! :o

In a world hidden deep within an untouched forest, there exists a race of colossal, anthropomorphic avian creatures known as the Avorans. Among them, one being towers above the rest, both in stature and in power: Veluna, a giant anthro bluejay whose body is a testament to raw, muscular superiority. Standing at an unimaginable height, her enormous blue-feathered physique gleams under the canopy of the trees, each muscle rippling with an effortless strength that makes even the mightiest predators of the wilderness cower in her presence.

Veluna is unlike any creature mankind has ever encountered. Her blue feathers shimmer with an ethereal glow, accentuating her impossibly broad chest and massive, sculpted arms, each larger than a full-grown human. Her legs, equally thick and powerful, could crush trees beneath her talons with ease, while her vast wings allow her to soar over the landscape, casting a shadow that swallows entire clearings.

Despite her avian nature, Veluna possesses an intellect that rivals the most cunning humans. She is aware of her physical dominance over all creatures, especially over the tiny, fragile humans that dare wander into her domain. They are ants to her—creatures of insignificance, driven by primitive desires and fears. To her, they are playthings.

One day, a group of human explorers stumbled into Veluna’s territory. They were a mixture of curiosity and ambition, hoping to uncover the secrets of the forest that no one had dared to explore before. But what they found was something they could never have anticipated: Veluna, emerging from the dense foliage, her massive form blotting out the sun. They stopped in their tracks, frozen in awe and terror at the sight of this impossibly large, hyper-muscular being.

Veluna's eyes, a predatory yellow, narrowed as she regarded the humans. With a single beat of her wings, she was upon them, her immense form towering over them. The ground trembled beneath her weight as she stepped closer, her beak curving into a mocking smile.

“Tiny humans,” Veluna's voice was a deep, rumbling sound that reverberated through the forest, “you dare enter my domain?”

The men, barely reaching her knees, were struck dumb by the sight of her. They had seen nothing like her before—her muscular form, her sheer size, and the dominating aura that radiated from her like a physical force. She crouched down, her massive chest nearly filling their vision, her sharp gaze piercing through them.

“You think you can survive in my world?” she teased, her voice dripping with condescension. “You’re nothing compared to me.”

Veluna had always been aware of the effect she had on human males. They were fascinated by her—their primal instincts betrayed them, and though they feared her power, they were also undeniably drawn to her immense, curvaceous, muscular form. It amused her how these tiny creatures could not resist her allure, even as they trembled in fear.

One of the men, the leader of the group, stepped forward, trying to maintain a semblance of composure. But Veluna could see through his false bravado. She lowered herself further until her massive hand—each finger thicker than his leg—came to rest near him, pinning him between her claws.

“You’re brave, aren’t you?” she purred. “But bravery won’t save you from me.”

In one fluid motion, she lifted the man into the air, holding him effortlessly as if he weighed nothing. The others could only watch, paralyzed by the sight of their leader dangling helplessly in her grip. Veluna brought him closer, her massive form dominating his view entirely. He could feel the warmth radiating from her, the scent of her feathers filling his senses.

“I could crush you,” she said, her voice a seductive growl. “But I have other uses for you.”

Veluna reveled in the way the human males reacted to her. Their weakness was obvious, their size pathetic compared to her towering form, but their desires were laid bare before her. She knew how they looked at her, even in their fear. The combination of her overwhelming size, her strength, and her raw femininity was too much for them to resist.

She moved closer to the man, her massive breasts pressing against his body, overwhelming him completely. His mind raced with conflicting emotions—fear, awe, and an undeniable attraction. Veluna’s beak brushed against his skin, her breath hot against his face.

“You’re mine now,” she whispered, her voice a sultry promise.

Over the following days, Veluna toyed with the humans, bending them to her will. The men, who had once thought of themselves as explorers and adventurers, were now little more than slaves to her whims. They followed her commands, their minds consumed by the overpowering allure of the giant bluejay. Her dominance was absolute, her every movement a reminder of their insignificance next to her.

At night, Veluna would pluck the men from their makeshift camps and take them to her nest high above the ground, where she would claim them as her own. They were powerless to resist her, enthralled by her immense size, her strength, and the strange, magnetic pull of her presence. Veluna enjoyed their submission, the way they craved her attention, even though they knew she could crush them with a single movement.

But she didn’t crush them. Instead, she kept them, played with them, and dominated them, sexually and physically, as she pleased. Her size and power made her their goddess, and they, her willing subjects. She took pleasure in their submission, knowing that they were utterly powerless to resist her.

In time, Veluna would release them back into the wild, but they would never be the same. They had been touched by something beyond their comprehension, something far superior to anything they had ever known. They had experienced the power of Veluna, the giant bluejay, and would forever be marked by her dominance.

To the world beyond the forest, these men would return as mere shells of their former selves, haunted by the memory of the giant who had claimed them. But to Veluna, they were just another reminder of her superiority over the humans who dared to challenge her domain. She was, and always would be, their queen—their unchallenged ruler.

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It is a shame folks underestimate anthro birds compared to other species. Frankly, The bulging round shape of her biceps is quite a satisfactory, don't you think? I doubt you would want to miss out the action with this big bird *chip-chip*!

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AI Image Generation:

Stable Diffusion (AUTOMATIC1111)

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[0.7] ***** 🤔Uknown hyper muscle Lora???
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