Chapter 4: The Harpy

Jackson sighed and scratched his head. Living in the countryside, he had a rather slow and perhaps boring life most of the time, but he liked it, nonetheless. But for a few years, monster girls were starting to pop here, even in the low hills where he lived. Which left him in quite the conundrum when he had found an enormous egg on his roof. He had heard a loud sound the previous evening but he hadn’t dared get out in the darkness. And now he couldn’t help but wonder what kind of being actually laid an egg larger than his head!

The tiles around were moved all over, and several were even cracked and crushed. The next time it’d rain, he’d be inundated so he had to repair everything before it happened. Thankfully, it was possible for him to do so, since he always owned tiles to make little repairs here and there – living far from most of the great towns around, he needed to. But he had barely started working on it when a large shadow darted overhead. The first time, he didn’t care about it, believing that it was a large bird flying low. But then it happened again and again, growing darker and larger.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing!” boomed a feminine voice overhead, startling him and almost making Jackson fall from his roof. “Don’t you dare touch my egg!”

The young man gasped when he noticed who was talking to him. A harpy, and a big one at that! Somehow, people often picture harpies as small little things, looking more like children than adults with bird’s legs and wings. But it wasn’t the case at all for this one. She was big, really big! He wasn’t too knowledgeable in birds, but he suspected that even the largest bird on Earth, the condor, would have looked puny compared to this one, who was circling lower and lower toward his roof, until she landed, breaking more tiles under her weight.

“Hey!” he yelled, a little angry now, partly because of the near fall he had just experienced and partly because she destroyed more of his roof with an utter disregard which was terrifying. “What do you think you’re doing!?”

He got up as the intruder cocked her head a little, not unlike birds often do, and as he did, Jackson realized how tall she was. It was one thing to see her as he was sprawling on his back, his head supported by nothing but empty air, but quite another to stand up and realize that even as she was crouching a little, she was at least three times his size – and while he was by no means a colossus, he wasn’t exactly a shrimp either. And this girl towered over him so much that he suddenly felt extremely vulnerable – but he refused to back down!

“You’re destroying my roof, get out of here! And if you want your egg so much, take it with you, will you?”

She seemed surprised by his little outburst, but said nothing and just looked at him with her strange eyes. They were extremely unnerving he realized; not at all looking like human eyes. The irises were white and the surrounding eyeball was blood red. They looked piercing and extremely sharp and somehow, Jackson almost felt as if he was naked, as she looked at him up and down. He felt a little ridiculous now, she loomed so much over him that he probably couldn’t do anything to her if she didn’t want to.

“You do realize that I’m a harpy?” she finally said, her voice stern and yet somewhat amused. “I land where I want and I do what I want to my landing place. The only one I’d care about would be my nest, but I don’t have one just yet!”

She rose to her full towering height, making him feel more like a toddler than a grown up. She even opened her wings, offering him a clear view of her body. She wasn’t curvy, but she was surprisingly voluptuous… and lightly clad! Her tanned skin flowed into grey and black feathers or the scales of her talons, which looked deadly sharp. She had modest curves but her features were sharp and beautiful, and on a normal girl he would have found them incredibly attractive. As it was, her human appearance was alluring, her avian one frightening, and her size nothing less than imposing.

“So what?” he finally managed to reply, sounding irritated still. “You’re ravaging my roof, I’ll drown the next time it rains. Can’t you nest on a tree or something? And why the hell did you lay an egg on it?”

“Because I wanted to stay here, duh!” she huffed. “And your house seemed nice, far enough from the rest of town and everything. I don’t like towns, the air is polluted and there are electric wires everywhere, I don’t understand how you do to live like that – but then again I’m not crawling on the ground like you do!”

“We don’t have wings!” he groaned – he had heard that flying monster girls were often contemptuous of humans, and it seemed that at least was true. “And it doesn’t mean you can just come here and do whatever you want at my home! It’s my nest, get it?”

Perhaps he shouldn’t have said that. Her body stiffened and her eyes hardened, and suddenly she looked more like a raptor than a girl with wings. She was obviously a lot more muscular than he had first believed, she looked rock-hard now. She took a step forward and it took all of his willpower – and the fact that he was but a step back from free fall – to not move as she loomed closer and closer. He gulped and shivered a little but he held his ground, and to his surprise, it became clear that she appreciated it when she grinned at him.

“I don’t think you realize what you just said, little man.”

Her voice had changed now. It was still stern and powerful but there was also something else which made him shiver and – indeed – realized that he had said something he shouldn’t have. Arousal. Why was that gigantic she-bird aroused now of all times? He couldn’t mistake her grin for anything else but sexual anticipation however, and stuck on the roof as he was, he couldn’t even escape. Jackson gulped hard and tried to put up a good face. Whatever word he had used which somehow started it, he was still in his freaking home and he wouldn’t stand this intruder doing whatever she wished here!

“Yeah, well, perhaps I don’t, but it’s still my home and –“

He was cut off when she took flight, the powerful movement of air her extremely long wings created being enough to force him to close his eyes and, more fatefully, to stagger backward and tumble toward the ground a few meters below. When he had felt his feet leaving the ground he had started to scream but it wasn’t until an enormous talon enclosed his torso and lifted him higher and higher into the sky that he truly yelled, absolutely terrified. He couldn’t do anything but cling to the scaly skin he could see before his eyes as the harpy went higher and higher.

He was as stiff as he could – there was no point in thrashing around, all the good it’d do to him would be that her grip would loosen and he’d fall to his death. And it was something he really didn’t want to happen, naturally. At the same time, a part of him marveled at her strength. She was lifting him and, while neither super tall nor super heavy, he weighed slightly more than would have been good for him, and she didn’t seem to care at all. It was absolutely incredible, as far as he could see, he didn’t weigh more than one of her feathers – not that he was able to focus on it for too long when she started looping in the sky.

That he managed to keep the content of his stomach inside of him was nothing short of a miracle, and when she dived extremely fast toward the ground, he was certain he’d die. But he was softly dropped on the ground as she approached it and she landed loudly next to him after a few seconds. He was gasping, looking up at the enormous female next to him, a mere second before she snugged him, and surprising him once again. Her mouth found his and her tongue assaulted his own – but he was both too shocked and weak to resist her, and he soon responded in kind to her advances, which she seemed to like a lot.

“You know… I haven’t been laying my egg on your roof for nothing” she purred, when she finally was content with their kissing. “I’ve been watching you during the last few days and I’ve really liked what I saw.”

He blinked as she pressed him firmly into the ground. He gasped as her wings tried to explore his body, but it was easier said than done – despite her size and strength, her lack of hands clearly made it hard for her to fondle him. Perhaps he should have been using it to crawl from under her, rush toward his home, bunker in and call the police. But for some reason he couldn’t really explain, he didn’t. Instead, he pushed himself off the ground to kiss her back. It surprised her and she opened her strange eyes, but then they became focused again and she pushed him back and started to snake all over his body, which was a little frightening when her talons came into view.

They proved extremely precise as they tore down his clothes without even doing so much as scratch him. He gasped and she chuckled, biting his lower lip and he realized she had rather large fangs, which drew blood a little. She licked it and she shivered a little in pleasure, but when she twisted her head a little to bite someplace else, he did the same to her ear and the effect was instantaneous. She gasped and started to moan, clearly he had hit the jackpot here, even when he hadn’t been expecting it – he didn’t even know why he was doing that in the first place, he should have called the cops!

“Wait, just wait!” he finally managed to stutter when she started to play with his left nipple. “What do you mean you didn’t put your egg on my roof for nothing? Did you watch me for some time?”

“I was searching for someone to be with, to find a mate with a nest of his own… harpies are all-female, you see? We need to find someone, most often humans, to live with. Some harpies don’t forge strong bonds, but my kind does, so I needed to find someone to whom his house wouldn’t just be someplace to get back at the end of the day, but a real nest, for two lovebirds…”

She stopped talking to resume her nibbling and kissing and fondling, her feathers tickled him and he tensed, shivering as his traitorous body reacted to her tender ministrations, his dick hardening, uncaring about the still frisky spring air in the morning. She stopped for a second, looking at him and grinning, licking her lips in a seductive way. He groaned as he started to buckle his hips, even if he shouldn’t have been doing that. But a part of him had always wanted to meet a monster girl, and now here was one, and it was crazier than anything he had ever expected!

“So when I called my home my nest, you decided that I was the one?” he managed to ask after almost a minute of huffing and kissing.

“Yes” she drooled, locking his torso with her talons, making him twitch. “And I’m loving what I’m seeing now, so less talking, more pleasuring me, little man” she purred, grinning once more.

It was a little insulting and Jackson wanted to revolt against her actions… but she felt too good. And she was too damn heavy for him to lift her from him anyway. How this woman could fly when she weighed enough that his strong back was starting to ache a little was beyond him. She had to have super muscles in her torso to do that. He stopped focusing on it soon enough however when he was put with a breast next to his mouth. He didn’t need any order to know what he had to do now, and truth be told, he hadn’t to be goaded to do so.

It turned out to be firmer than he expected. It wasn’t big, she was by no means flat, this harpy, but she wasn’t the most curvaceous lady out there, he had seen kobolds who sported tits absolutely enormous when he watched TV, sometimes. But her body was strong and solid and all this flying had given her pectorals of steel, which made her breasts stand larger than they were and better able to resist gravity and sagging, even with their modest size – of course they were also modest on her frame, to him they were the largest ones he had even touched, and fondling and kissing them required a lot of focus to not forget a part of them.

His back groaned and his hips did the same as he tried to move to a better position, but he soon realized that the harpy had pinned him down where she wanted him and there was nothing he could do about it. It made him harder than anything and it seemed that she sensed that as she almost cooed. It would have been funny if she wasn’t so damn horny, and if he wasn’t either. He wanted to nibble at her ears again to regain a modicum of control on the situation, but it was a pipe dream, she was too big and too focused on grinding her nether region just above his groin to let him do that.

Their breathing quickened and soon he felt on the verge of release. It would have been a little humiliating to cum like that, without even a penetration. Without even a handjob! She was just pressing on him like that and he was loving it. He moaned and groaned and bit her nipple, which made her shriek, not unlike a great eagle, a sound so piercing it hurt his ears a little, but he kept focusing on her and her tits. She seemed to love it, because her breathing quickened even faster than his. Soon, they’d cum together he realized, and he loved the idea.

“Yes, keep working your little tongue and your teeth on me” she moaned, her voice dripping with carnal pleasure. “I love it! You’re just a perfect little man, perfect for what I want and what I need!” she continued, her voice growing heavier with pleasure as he did as he was told.

They kept at it for quite some time, until he finally came. Outside of her. But it didn’t seem that she minded, she continued to press herself into him, almost painfully on his now hyper-sensible penis. But there was nothing he could do to stop her, she was just too tall. Her torso alone was almost twice as tall as he was, and while she was surprisingly light for her size, which was a necessity for her to fly, she was still too damned heavy for him to do anything but follow her whims. And currently she had obviously more of mating in mind.

He did too, and in a matter of seconds he felt her shifting and while her feathers came swiftly over his dick, he realized that she had some sort of fingers, or at least prehensile abilities with her wings, and was able to pump him a little, in a softer way than fingers would have, as far as he could compare. And when he was at full mast once more, it became clear that she expected more than him letting his seed out like that. He was squinting a little through the pleasure that he felt thanks to her ministrations but he steeled himself for what was to come – he needed to preserve his hips to pleasure her as best he could.

When he entered her, he gasped and bit his lips, tensing all over. He hadn’t been expecting it at all. In spite of her size, she was surprisingly tight down there, and her pussy clamped on him, making him moan and shiver as she started to move up and down on him. And he didn’t slip out of her, she clamped down on his whole body with her legs, making him worried because of how sharp her talons were. But she seemed to make enough of an effort to prevent him from being hurt that he stopped caring about any of that and focused on what he had to do : make love to her.

It turned out to be rather easy. She seemed to be extremely sensitive there and their most minute moves drove her wild, something he appreciated. It was perhaps dumb, but he had the impression that he could satisfy this giantess, and it was already enough for Jackson to at least endure the madness which was engulfing his life. She propped herself a little, straddling him now. Her full weight pressed on his pelvis and he hissed a little but the Harpy didn’t care at all. She was too lost in her pleasure, and to be frank, he was starting to lose it also. She was really stimulating him far more than he had ever expected.

“Yes, just like that!” she boomed, as she accelerated her gyrations, leaving him panting and wincing painfully, as his body started to reach his limits. “You’re just the right size for me, little man! I just love it! Yes! Keep pleasuring me some more!”

Even if he had wanted to do anything else, Jackson couldn’t have, but as it was, he was lost in a haze of pleasure and couldn’t care about anything else but pleasuring her some more. Even if he could do very little – even shaking his hips a little was hard – he was able to keep together; he didn’t want to cum and then go limp with her right now. He had to show off that he was worth something in bed – all the while he wondered why he felt that way, since he didn’t even know the name of the Harpy who was sexually assaulting him, on his doorstep no less!

As it was, it seemed he was managing it. Her breathing quickened and soon her moans stopped, her mouth being agape but silent. She only hasped from time to time and he saw her eyes roll in their sockets. She tilted her head backward and he couldn’t see anything of it for some time but she didn’t slow down her move and he had to bite his own lips till he drew blood to not cum right here, right now. He succeeded and he was never as proud as then, because it took all he had in him to not release his sperm inside of the Harpy.

She lifted her wings above her head, and they formed a great arch of feathers, which was probably very visible, even to his distant neighbors, and then she shrieked, as her whole body contracted, including her pussy which pressed painfully on Jackson’s dick. He gasped and lost it too, silently, as he ejaculated inside of her. He couldn’t tell how long this peak of pleasure lasted; long enough that he felt extremely drained afterward, but short enough that he knew that with but a few minutes of respite, he could go at it again.

When their conjoined orgasm was over, the Harpy let herself fall on the poor man on the ground. By luck or design, it wasn’t her breasts which fell on his face, but her underboobs. Even if her tits weren’t that big on her, they were quite large compared to him and he would have probably suffocated to death under those right now, considering that she was weakly shivering and moaning even as she lay still on him. As it was, her breasts touched the ground and with his nose being a little painfully pressed on by her torso, he was still able to breathe relatively easily.

They remained like that long enough for Jackson to feel the afterglow of sex dissipate and the rough ground started to make it painful to stay here. Even if he took care of his home and its surroundings, the ground near it wasn’t made to fuck like they had just done and certainly not to stay on his back for long periods of time afterwards. Even if his torn clothes protected his back a little, it was getting very uncomfortable and the young man tried to make the Harpy move. But try as he may, he wasn’t able to make her move from her resting position on top of him.

Finally, she lifted herself from the ground and from him. The air felt strangely cold now, especially around his dick, which was released with obvious reluctance from the both of them. It had gone a little limp already and the coolness he felt made it shrivel fast. Jackson licked his lips, doing his best to ignore the sensations and focus on what was about to happen. He was certain the Harpy would now fly off and leave him alone, panting and a little sullied by what had just happened. It proved that then he didn’t know much about monster girls, especially harpies.

“Do you have a shower? I need to get cleaned” she said to him in an absolutely ridiculously calm voice, as if she hadn’t assaulted him and basically raped him. “I mean, I guess you walking people like to keep the dust on you and what not, but us noble harpies don’t, you see!”

He blinked and looked incredulously at her. She lifted one of her talons and let it fall next to his torso. He noticed quite well how it went into the solid ground as if it was soft butter and he gulped. He jumped on his feet, gathered his rags and dashed toward his entrance door, gesturing for the giantess to follow him – a good thing that he had his shower at ground level, and not up there at the first floor, he realized, she’d had ravaged his stairs with her talons! As it was, she’d probably just destroy the shower.

“Hum… excuse me miss, but I think you’ll need me to make my shower work, with your feathers and all… it’s not a problem right?”

“Why would it be? A nest’s meant to be shared, little man” she huffed as she suddenly took a large step to come just behind him and put her wings around him. “Plus, you’re mine now and forever, so you’d better get used to sharing everything with me, otherwise I may get angry. And I don’t think you want me to get angry, dear.”

“What? You want to stay here with me? But…”

“Men really are dumb” she huffed, interrupting him rather rudely. “My kind of harpy mate for life, little man. We mated, so you’re my husband until one of us dies. I’d rather you live long with me, because… because I like your looks and you are clearly gentle” she said, blushing in the most candid fashion. “But if you act like a dumb idiot, I’d have no qualms about shredding you to tears!” she finished, her voice now a growl.

“Oh, uh… yeah, of course, silly me” he chuckled weakly, trying to hide his fear and confusion. “I… I’m Jackson by the way, what’s your name? I think I should know it since we’ll live together from now on.”

“It’s Cardalia” she replied after a moment, her voice becoming softer. “Now come Jackson, I need you in the shower with me… I want to do more than getting cleaned” she finished with a grin.