The Bird Offered as a Gift - Part 1
The new bird beastman who had entered the Flower Garden drew considerable attention.
She adapted well, it seemed, with a nature that flowed easily with whatever came her way. She brushed off the subtle jabs from the other females already in the Garden—women who, despite their captive status, still clung to their pride. She maintained a measured distance from those drawn to her striking appearance, forming relationships with careful restraint.
Yet there was one thing she could not brush aside…
Haaah♡
The orc’s hands, eager to taste her.
Lumina, long accustomed to being impaled, lay on the plush bed, her chest gently cradled as the orc fucked her from behind.
“Haaah♡ You… you came yesterday too…!”
Her lips protested, but her body betrayed her—each thrust of his cock sending waves of intense pleasure through her. And when he pulled out, she swayed her hips and flicked her tail, as if savoring the afterglow.
Watching the peacock’s tail feathers was amusing in itself. Each time his cock entered her, the feathers fanned out slightly, like a small fan cooling the orc’s heat. A fan to soothe the one who devoured her…
Thump thump♡
There were moments when the orc, alone, would marvel at the beauty of the females he had conquered, raping them with his cock. The reason the bitch couldn’t stop him was simple…
Hhhik…♡
Haaah…♡
Her mind was already half-clouded by the pleasure his cock brought her.
That made the orc’s thrusts faster, and Lumina crumbled quicker. Her body, already surrendered, would collapse into panting gasps as she took his cock.
The lewd, breathy sounds of a woman’s true desire only made the orc’s cock harder, driving him to pound her deeper.
For a while, Lumina had received the orc’s favor with relentless intensity.
“What a filthy dream.”
Though it had been some time since her liberation from the orc, the peacock beastman still woke from nightmares. Muttering, she rose, stripped off her pants, and washed her lower half.
“Hhh…♡”
Of course, as she washed, she couldn’t help but gently touch herself, washing away a little of her own desire.
Just a little more…♡
She called it a nightmare, but in truth, it was closer to a wet dream. Every time she woke from a dream of being ravished by the orc—her own pleasure killing her—her lower half was soaked in her own juices.
She tidied her disheveled body and mind, then spent her days playing Go alone, or with guests when they came.
Today, a guest had arrived.
“Um, it’s been a while, Strategist.”
“Don’t call me that. When are you going to stop using that title?”
Now that the war was over, strategists were no longer needed—only generals. It was only natural that a defeated strategist, no matter how skilled, had no place in the army. Most of the peacock beastmen, like her, had been reassigned to idle clerical posts, where they passed the time playing Go.
“Let’s play and talk.”
The beastman before her had been selected as part of the welcoming party for the orc’s diplomatic envoy. A Go board sat between them.
But the beastman sitting across from Lumina seemed to be broaching a dangerous topic. He fidgeted, unable to settle into his seat.
“I… I’ll be leading the negotiations as the envoy’s host.”
“This isn’t a war. Why are you asking me?”
“The envoy’s leader is… the orc. You know him, Lumina-sama…”
At those words, the Go piece in Lumina’s hand clattered to the board.
“W-what did you say?”
She was visibly flustered.
“I wanted to ask how best to deal with that orc.”
“…Fine. Let’s play Go.”
Lumina rarely showed her panic. It wasn’t her nature—her squinted eyes simply hid her pupils, making her unreadable. But the beastman, seated now, pressed on about the orc.
“I’ve heard he’s very different from ordinary orcs.”
“Yes, that much is enough. What more do you want? Why are you picking a fight with me?”
“How can we gain the upper hand in negotiations?”
The beastmen had once been divided, with some siding with the Demon Realm and sparking a civil war. Naturally, there were many matters requiring mutual agreement.
“The Demon King won’t care about such things. If you please that orc, you’ll get good results.”
“Oh, that’s a clever thought.”
Lumina didn’t like that the beastman had dared to bring up the orc, but she admired his insight. This was knowledge that required deep study of the Demon Realm.
“What does the orc like? He’s different from others, but his nature is the same.”
Lumina knew this from experience.
“Offer him a fine woman, and that should do it.”
“R-really?”
Lumina knew the orc well. Even she, who had seen the space filled with stunning beauties—tough types, gentle-smiling women who seemed incapable of imagining rough sex with the orc—had witnessed new captives arriving as if recruited from across the world.
Watching the orc embrace these beauties, she understood that Gornakh was, helplessly, an orc.
“He’s certainly smarter than ordinary demons… but his perverted nature is unchanged.”
Thinking further made her feel wet, so she stopped there and moved her Go piece.
That was a bad move.
Overthinking had cost her. But with the board already tilted, it didn’t matter. Victory was hers.
“May I step out briefly to speak with someone?”
“If you wish.”
She expected it to take time, but it ended quickly.
“What did you discuss so briefly?”
“Ah, it’s something that only requires approval from higher-ups.”
Lumina didn’t doubt the beastman’s demeanor. Over several games of Go, she kept winning. She worried she was winning too much, but the opponent seemed unfazed.
Even with a skill gap, losing repeatedly would sour anyone’s mood—yet he still sat uncomfortably.
“Um… how was it in the Flower Garden?”
“W-what are you saying!”
The Flower Garden was a secret. But for beastmen, information about Lumina had been sacrificed due to “another person,” so those in the know were aware.
“You must tell us, so we can find a suitable candidate.”
Reluctantly, she recalled that time.
“Well, he wasn’t as violent as an orc might be. At least, he was merciful to his own females.”
“I see.”
“I’m sorry.”
Lumina assumed the apology was for her words. But why was the door opening now?
“W-wait, hold on…”
Those who had entered from behind carried something net-like. A net for catching birds, tape, and a space large enough for a person.
“Lumina-sama, we considered who would make the best gift for the orc, and we’ve decided it must be you.”
“W-wait, this isn’t a good idea! I-I can explain!”
Of course, she was only making excuses to avoid being taken.
“N-no! Don’t do this! I said don’t!”
Lumina threw objects in a desperate resistance.
But—
SCREEEECH! The bird beastman is caught!
Ah, is no one here?
Bird beastmen, especially Lumina, were weak. Resistance was futile.
But the beastmen had their reasons.
“We’re sorry.”
“But we believe someone with experience is better than choosing another sacrifice.”
Of course, this was the Beast Kingdom’s decision.
SCREEEEEEECH!
“This is why they rebel! SCREECH!”
Lumina’s single scream.
But even her scream couldn’t break free from the bonds of several strong beastmen.
The orc was still lost in memories of that time.
The sound of laughter is unpleasant.
Ah.
His long reverie was shattered by Valeria’s characteristic grumbling complaint. And even without her, he wouldn’t have had time to linger.
Those welcoming the diplomatic envoy had arrived, having heard of their coming.
“Welcome to the Beast Kingdom, Lord Gornakh.”
The dog beastman, with their numbers, held various positions. It was perhaps natural that a dog beastman would welcome them.
“Shall we exchange opinions on important matters over a simple meal?”
Gornakh was unaware that the beastmen had begun negotiations with a secret bribe in hand. Naturally, the gift for Gornakh was not a bad one—they had carefully packaged someone for him.