When Gaventa first laid eyes on the place where the Greens were taken, she couldn’t believe it. While the Red Chambers had been lush, this was something more opulent than anything she’d ever seen in her life. The walls were done up in golden reliefs showing all manner of griffons in positions of passion and need, each of them celebrating the key part of a griffoness’s place in the endless circle of life.

The rugs were all emerald green and so thick their paws didn’t make a sound as they walked around the gently turning corridor. There were gorgeous life-sized statues in bronze, silver and copper here, along with fresh flowers set into cubbies in the wall.

And yet all of this was like background noise as Gaventa’s eyes returned to her new lover. Her arms remained wrapped around him as his strong arms held her without any apparent effort. Behind them, she caught a glimpse of Gemma and Smolder sauntering behind them, both still very naked, and both still occasionally copping a feel of the other. Gaventa giggled under her breath and idly wondered if there had even been a griffon/dragon hybrid. Granted, there would need to be some magic to add a male part in. Still, there probably had never been such a thing, if there was, they’d probably be cute.

Gaventa shook her head, startled and she realized just how much her thoughts had changed. The stand-offishness of Gallus had melted into Aventa’s all-encompassing love. She was still in control, but Gallus as a griffoness saw the world very differently than Gallus the male. And all of that with Aventa within her as well? In fact, it was a little hard to figure out where one of them ended and the other began. It probably didn’t matter anymore, though. It’s not like she ever wanted to go back to being just Gallus…

“Here we are,” Griswald announced as we arrived at a massive double-door in ornately carved wood, showing a stylized depiction of the Aventa herself. He looked down at Gaventa. Gaventa looked up at him. And to Gaventa’s pleasure and amusement, he blushed and turned to look at their attendants.

To no one’s surprise, they hadn’t been paying any attention to Griswald and Gaventa. They’d been too busy getting one another riled up. Griswald coughed loudly to get their attention, then pointed to a door on the far side of the large hallway.

“In there is one of the Aide’s Chambers. You two are more than welcome to enjoy yourselves in there.”

“Thanks!” Smolder shouted, then yanked the giggling Gemma toward the door.

“Try not to break the bed,” Griswald called after them.

They ignored him.

Gaventa wondered if the magic she’d bestowed on them had been a bit too strong. But by the time that thought had crossed through her head, they were already gone with the door shut behind them. Griswald exchanged looks with Gaventa.

“They were just to ensure we didn’t start rutting in the hallway.”

He let out a guffaw, then used his wings to open the doors to their new suite. Only after carrying her over the threshold—just like that ancient wedding custom—did he put her down and let her see the place she would call home for a time.

While there was an enormous bed draped in green silks, stands of chilled fruits and wines, and more beautiful reliefs—not to mention a mirrored ceiling above the bed and an open shower in a corner, one thing above all grabbed her attention.

The floor.

Beneath their paws was a pure emerald crystal, translucent enough so that they could both see the Golden Melee beneath them as it finally began.

“Oh my…” Gaventa whispered, awestruck by the opulence. “And all Greens get this privilege?”

“Only those who last until the Golden Melee get to see the Melee itself, but yes,” Griswald said as he closed and locked the door behind him.

Even now, Gaventa could see the competitors rush out in a desperate bid to claim the title of Alpha and the color of Gold. However, before she could see what happened next, she felt the strength of the male behind her take position.

“I admit I’m still surprised you wanted me of all griffons…” Griswald said as Gaventa used her wings to float up to a standing position. “I am but a humble soldier.”

“You are a decorated officer, you’ve protected me since I came here, and more than anything, you’re a good griffon,” Gaventa replied plainly as she began to undo his breastplate and his jerkin. “As I said, you claim you were not worthy to sire chicks for what you did when you were a Featherheart. I am Prime Featherheart, Griswald. The living spirit of it.”

His breastplate clanked to the floor. His jerkin followed moments later, revealing a thick, muscled chest interlaced with small scars and big scars.

“And?” Griswald asked, his voice thick.

“The living avatar of the Featherheart Champion is not just asking you to sire chicks. She’s asking you to sire her chicks,” Gaventa smiled as she began to unbutton his pants. “Just below this place is my Idol. Would you deny her in her place of power?”

He looked down at her, his eyes wide as his trousers fell to the ground, leaving him only in his undershorts.

“You really are her, aren’t you? Her and Gallus?”

“Gallus is the stronger, but I am the blended form of both,” she sighed as she rubbed his strong hips, as she knelt before her new lover. “We have merged willingly and perfectly. It’s what we both wanted. And what I want… is you. Gallus had quite the hard-on for you, though he’d never admit it. And Aventa honors those who try and be just.”

She began to play with the edge of his undershorts, licking her beak.

“Are… you sure?” Griswald asked.

Gaventa now held the innate magic of the ancient fertility goddess. She could drive Griswald into a rut that would keep her screaming for hours. Instead, she reached out and felt his worry, his concern that he still wasn’t good enough. He needed confidence. And most males found confidence in the need of their mates.

“Griswald, I am sure. And as of now, I submit to you for a time. My new body craves seed. Please… do not leave me waiting. I have been in control for so long. Please, be in control for me?” she whispered.

Just then, below them, a contender became a Red. She could feel him succumb. And, to her surprise, the new Red spoke the words almost immediately. Even though her conquerer still stood above her. Gaventa could feel the new griffoness’s body reshape, her breasts swell, her body reform, her face reshape, a pussy replace the cock that had been there. Overwhelmed by the transformation, the new griffoness looked over her shoulder at the griffon who had defeated her, lifted her ass and begged. They were mating moments later, the griffon ramming his cock into the new female’s sex.

Gaventa felt every pulse of that cock like it was inside of her. She shuddered in delight as the personality of the new Red settled into an eager, submissive breeder, just as her mother had been, and her mother before that.

“What’s wrong?” Griswald asked

“I… can feel when a griffon changes below…” Gaventa whispered. “It’s… overwhelming… leaking…”

Gaventa moaned as she suddenly grabbed her chest, her eyes wide as they grew a cup size for her mate.

At that point, she could take no more. She yanked down his undershorts and revealed the thick red cock beneath. She let out a happy coo. Then, she leaned forward and enveloped him in her tits. He instantly let out a cry of pleasure that swept through Gaventa’s mind and into her sex.

The smell of his fur and feathers roiled her blood and made her craving almost impossible to ignore. Finally, she positioned herself in the right place to taste the thick red cock on her tongue. Aventa being a goddess of fertility, she knew plenty about the giving and receiving of pleasure. And there was nogriff better at a griffon blowjob.

“Oh my… by the Nest…” he moaned as his hands went to her head. “You’re… you’re…”

“I know,” Gaventa cooed glibly as the cock slipped away from her and into her tits again. She enjoyed the sensation of it sliding over her fur for a few more strokes before she leaned down again to flick the head of the cock with her tongue.

Then she swallowed him once more and let out a happy hum, exploring every part of that cock with her talented tongue. Gaventa found herself impressed at just how long the male lasted. Though he didn’t last much longer.

With a great shout, he grabbed her head and shoved his cock deep within her beak, only then releasing his load down her throat. She squealed and hummed in delight, tasting only bits of the cum as most of it skipped her tongue entirely. Instead, she just focused on swallowing as much as possible, grabbing his hips and enjoying the sensation of everything.

It had been such a long time for both Gallus and Aventa. To finally have that need quenched was deliriously wonderful.

Eventually, Griswald slipped his still-hard cock from her beak, then staggered backward, just barely avoiding falling over. He stared at Gaventa in astonishment. Gaventa just smiled, flapped her wings to take to the air, then soared over to the bed. She settled down like a butterfly and crossed her legs teasingly, smiling at her impressive lover.

“Enjoy yourself?” she giggled, watching the faint bobbing of his cock as he stood there on the crystal floor over the Golden Melee.

“How… I knew that Featherhearts were granted some skills when they changed, but I’d never heard about anything like that…” Griswald panted as he finally got his paws under him properly and stalked forward.

“Silly, Grizzy,” Gaventa giggled. “You keep forgetting just who I am now.”

“I… am I really about to breed a goddess?” Griswald asked. He was less than a foot away now and Gaventa trembled when she caught a whiff of his so-very-masculine scent.

“No, silly!” Gaventa said as she unfolded her legs and spread them, revealing her glistening sex for him. “You’re about to breed the avatar of a goddess and the first griffon war hero in years.”

“Oh, that makes all the difference,” he growled as something lit up in his eyes, a fire that she couldn’t help but fan.

With her wings, she managed to scoot herself back in the center of the bed. She still sat up, naked, letting him drink in the sight of her. She could feel just how excited he was. Not just because of what was about to happen, but because Gaventa was a griffoness who knew his past and still desperately wanted him.

Acceptance was a potent aphrodisiac. Griswald seemed to think so.

He leapt into the air and glided the few feet that separated them. Then, he floated above her as she stretched out for him, luxuriating in the feel of her breasts in the air, her ass and hips against the silken sheets.

And just then, she felt a bond as a griffon in the Melee below became a full Green in surge of nearly mindless pleasure. And then, the new female named Geya, had another competitor atop her. Geya kissed him hard, their beaks all but clacking together as they rolled in the dirt beneath one of the roots of the skytree, ending up with her on top. She flared her wings, throwing off the dirt and dust, then hopped a very calculated way to impale herself directly onto her new lover’s cock.

Gaventa came with the new Green just as Griswald descended on her with a smile.

He positioned himself over her, on his hands and knees, and grinned as her flushing, whimpering face.

“You’re connected with them, aren’t you?”

Gaventa nodded, biting the bottom of her beak.

“Every one of them?”

She nodded again, moaning as Geya’s pussy was pounded by that thick demanding cock.

“It must be overwhelming at times.”

She nodded a third and final time just as Geya had her second female orgasm.

That’s when she felt her own lover’s cock parted her lower lips, coating the cock with her sweet-smelling juices. She let out an animalistic cry as she looked up at him, now so much closer, so much tighter. She trembled beneath him… then spread her legs as far as they could go.

Their eyes met and he obviously saw something there, because he didn’t ask any more questions. He didn’t hesitate. He simply began to drive his own thick cock into her. Every inch that filled her felt like a mind-shattering orgasm in miniature. She squeezed down on the shaft, mewling as her claws wrapped around his shoulders. Again, their eyes met and she was sure the lust that burned in his eyes matched her own.

She spread her wings against the silky fabric as Griswald adjusted his position, then with one suddenly surge, he rammed his cock home inside of her, hilting her so fully she could feel his balls resting against her entrance. She couldn’t help but scream his name and he smiled down at her before kissing her hard.

As they kissed, Gaventa reached out to her beloved new Reds and Greens, the ones who had become members of her flock in this last competition. She allowed her lust to overflow into them and in so doing, their thoughts and experiences came back into her. She could feel their eagerness to be bred and while some had decided to be aggressive about it, most were very eager submissives.

When Aventa had dwelled in the idol, she had been separated from such physical concerns. No longer. Instead, now she conformed to the needs and desires of her flock.

As for the part of them that had been just Gallus, Gallus had been used to being both dominant and submissive, though he usually played the dominant one in their playtimes with his fellow former students. However, he’d secretly loved any time he was with Yona or Smolder, because they tended to dominate him.

The result was the same. And when she next opened her eyes and met the gaze of her mate, she felt such a strong feeling of submissiveness that she came again.

“My Alpha,” she whispered, her voice laced with so much need and lust, he didn’t pull back. He did hesitate briefly, though.

“Y-yes?”

“May I bless you into an even stronger specimen of griffon masculinity, as I changed Gemma and Smolder into their more feminine selves?”

He hesitated again, only to have her buck her sweat-coated hips against him. Her tail wrapped around his leg. Her eyes begged for more.

“I… suppose…”

Gaventa squealed in glee and yanked him down for a kiss. And through that kiss, she blessed her mate, knowing that they were always meant for one another.

Griswald grunted as he yanked back and his pace sped up. Gaventa watched with lusty eyes as the handsome griffon filled out even more, becoming even more perfect. His wings spread and stretched slightly, becoming as strong as any dragon’s. She clutched his ass as it grew a little, encouraging a squeeze from her. His heavier legs assisted in pounding the cock into her.

Then he let out a howl as his cock thickened even more.

“Gaventa…” he groaned in surprise while she felt that cock grow to fill her pussy perfectly, every ridge, bump and vein now perfectly matched to her inner walls.

He even grew a knot at the base of the cock, to ensure breeding was always successful. She couldn’t wait to start bearing this griffon’s chicks. She whimpered as he grasped her and began to use her as little more than a sex toy, much to her delight. Soon, she would constantly be filled with young for the griffon people.

“I’m… I’m gonna cum…” he said, obviously overwhelmed by the new changes.

“Yes!” Gaventa cried, begging for it. “Fill me with your seed! Make me your eager breeding slut! Sire our chicks and become father to an entire new line!”

That was apparently what he needed to hear because he suddenly hilted so hard, the knot popped into her pussy and began to swell. Gaventa cried out, feeling herself stretched wonderfully as blast after blast of chick-making cum poured into her fertile womb. Her brain, overwhelmed by pleasure, reconnected with her flock, only for each of them to go into a raging heat they could not deny. Any who hadn’t already been knocked up would be, within minutes.

She kissed her Alpha and lover hard as they melded together, becoming one creature for a time as they joined for both pleasure and the need to serve the griffon people.

Then, time slipped away.

Gaventa felt every time a griffon below them became a Red or a Green as she came with them. About an hour after the Gold Alpha had been crowned, Gaventa slipped off her mate’s cock and sucked him back to being awake. Though he was a little confused, Gaventa lifting her tail as she knelt on all fours didn’t require much translation.

That’s how it went for three days. Food and drink were ordered when necessary, but they only had their attention long enough to refuel their bodies between lovemaking sessions.

While the city celebrated the new Reds and Greens, not to mention their new Gold Alpha, the two lovers were ignorant of everything save for one another.

By the end of the first night, Gaventa had proudly banished all thoughts of Griswald’s unworthiness from the griffon’s mind. And Griswald had introduced her to many new positions she had little experience in.

It was on the third evening, as Griswald had his dinner and Gaventa had sucked his cock, that the letter had slipped under their door, asking them to be present for the final ceremony of the Featherheart Championship.

That night, they went after one another with a wild, almost feral abandon. And only as the first rays of dawn did Gaventa show just how much she appreciated her new lover.

“Thank you, Griswald, my champion and my Alpha,” she whispered, cupping his face as they were again teasing one another.

“And thank you, Gaventa, my passion and my liberator,” he answered, then kissed her.

Gaventa smiled and cooed as he mounted her. Yes, she could—and had—shown herself capable of being the dominant one, but she so did enjoy being the submissive lover.

There was nothing quite like being taken by the one who had claimed one’s heart.

At first, I was gonna have them say "I love you" to each other, but decided that was a bit too corny (and too fast). Hopefully, this is better~!