Two Lives Two Loves

	Zuzu Frostwing was a young gryphon, a beautiful feral creature whose markings and body were just starting to take form.  His white fur and feathers were beginning to make way to pale blue and a darker cyan.  His forearms, beak, and footpads were all slowly gaining a gentle blue hue.  
	He had just gone through puberty so his childlike body was changing, turning into an adult.  He may have been growing, but he was still inexperienced becuase he lived in a world where sexuality was frowned upon so he suffered in confusion.  He had to live his life not knowing what these urges were or what to do with them, which is why he was spending more and more time alone.  
	Zuzu, acting on his young impulses, left home for the weekend.  He travelled north through the forests to a small cave in a beautiful forest glade that he’d discovered and decorated as his own fort weeks before. The cave wasn’t large by any means; it was really just the result of a series of boulders falling in such a way that there was a large opening, and a cavern deep enough that Zuzu could hide from someone without being seen. It wasn’t much, but it was his and that made it special to him.   
	This beautiful glade that he called his own had a small stream running through it, which was very important to the young gryphon, since Zuzu loved the water almost as much as the skies.  There was also a felled tree that seemed perfectly placed for sunbathing; he would lay on it for hours on end and it seemed to not matter what time of day it was, there was always a beam of sunlight that poked through the canopy to that very spot . There were few plants, but the ground was mostly covered with lots of moss that spread up all the rocks and the tree trunks.  It was a very moist place, very homely for the young gryphon. 
	No matter what anyone told him, this was his place; nobody else in the world came here as far as he knew, so of course this is where he went when he wanted sanctuary. 
	“Dammit, why can’t anyone help me?”  Zuzu muttered to himself as he trudged through the bushes.  He was dwelling on his mother, wondering why she was so reluctant to help him out, explain to him the changes that were happening with his body. “All I did was ask!” 
	Earlier in that day, Zuzu had come out to his mother with concerns about his changing body, asking why his hindquarters got all tingly from time to time and why his fur was changing to different colors. His mother, completely unhelpful, had told him to not take notice of the changes. She told him that in a few years time he would understand on his own and that it wasn’t her responsibility to teach him every little thing.  She had emphasized the importance of self-discovery and self reliance.  
	That may be true, but that didn’t help him right now.  Right now his sheath was swelling a bit like it was before, the privacy and curiosity taking control of his urges.  After days of confusion and frustration dealing with his mother, he was going to find out what was going on with his body, with or without her help! 
	He looked around nervously; making sure nobody was near before backing into the cave.  He decided to lie down on the ground because the floor of the cave was dirt, not rock, so it was very comfortable and soft to the touch.  This was very important since rough terrain could really damage his wings.  
	Zuzu slowly rolled over onto his side then kicked off and lay on his back, resting his head on a small log that he’d used in the past for sitting on.  It was just enough to keep his head perched with a good view of his puffy sheath.  
	Ready to finally explore himself, he took one of his forepaws and rubbed at the sheath hole, trying to open it up a bit to get a look.  As soon as his paw pad touched the tender and faintly moise flesh, he felt a wave of sensation shoot down and around his hindquarters, trailing his spine until it reached the back of his neck.  
	“Oooohhh!”  He gasped faintly, feeling the sensations of self-pleasure for the first time.  He didn’t wait long at all before he reached back down and rubbed the blue-tinged opening again, this time a little harder and more vigorously.  This tingly feeling was so pleasant he tensed up his entire hind end, clenching his tailhole and pushing out the first few inches of his dark blue penis.  
	For a split second he was genuinely scared, wondering if he’d perhaps harmed himself by pushing out his guts.  Cautiously, he poked at the pointed rod of flesh and was pleasantly surprised to see it didn’t hurt but instead felt remarkably good!  This was even better than the feeling of rubbing at the sheath.  
	Zuzu found out very fast that rubbing the tip felt really good, causing a tingly sensation that made all his fur stand on end to jet through his entire nether region with every touch. The small bit of flesh was moist and slippery to the touch, allowing his paw-pads to glide over the tip with minimal friction causing even more pleasure to tense up his hindquarters. 
	It didn’t take much of this for Zuzu to decide he wanted more, so he pressed down on his sheath again, the resulting pleasure almost making him shudder ever so slightly.  As he did this, the blue-tinged sheath retreated from his shaft with a slow and slick sound.  His cock glistened faintly due to the moisture that was enveloping it.  
	Finding this gentle friction to be the most pleasant thing yet, he pulled his sheath up over the whole length of himself, squeezed, and then slowly pushed it back down.  The slick fluids secreted by his shaft making a quiet squelching sound as the sheath-flesh gently slid along his length.  He found the slower he went, the better it felt, so he took a moment to just gently stroke himself, savoring every moment. 
	He found his penis was thickening and hardening as he stroked, the slick sound of the juices arousing him further. He’d never really done anything like this before; he was so unfamiliar with his penis that he’d never seen it come out to play before!  When he’d pee, it stayed inside instead of poking out like it was now, and it had never hardened inside him, so he didn’t even know it existed up until now. 
	Naturally, the pleasure drove him to continue, slowly increasing speed as he stroked the warm, moist, flesh against his shaft; the squelching sounds intensifying with every stroke.  
	As Zuzu was reaching a plateau of pleasure, his body twisting and contorting as his toes curled and his wings buzzed, there was a faint sound of rustling in the forest outside the cave that jolted him from his trance, causing his heart to skip a beat and his arousal to almost instantly fade.
	Breathing heavily, heart racing and adrenaline flowing, Zuzu tried rolling over to his feet so he could investigate, but found that standing was remarkably difficult as his legs had grown wobbly from the sensations he’d been sending through his body. Cautiously, he tiptoed to the end of the cave to see what it was that was making all the noise.   
	Zuzu couldn’t see anything at first, but could hear where the noise was coming from, so he trained his eyes in that direction until he saw a far larger gryphon emerge on top of a hill.  This new gryphon was white, like Zuzu, but instead of having faint blue stripes, beak, and patterns, it had dark black markings.  Its beak was pure black, as were its pawpads and a single stripe masking its eyes.  
	The gryphon was so large that Zuzu’s head would have barely come up to its belly.  This new intruder was clearly older than Zuzu, and likely more than capable of overcoming the smaller, younger gryph. 
	Zuzu watched as this black and white striped gryphon lumbered over to the stream and lazily slumped down next to it, lying its head down on the ground and sighing deeply.  Zuzu could tell he or she was upset about something, and genuinely sad about something, but that didn’t mean there was reason for him or her to be here, at Zuzu’s private area. 
	Too shy to go out and say hi or cheer up the larger gryphon, Zuzu tried to slink back into his cave fort, but his hind leg hit a rock and caused it to roll a few inches, making only the slightest clink.  
	Instantly, the larger gryphon’s head perked up, ears at attention as he or she scanned the forest for the source of the noise.  “Hello?  Is someone out there?”  It called, then raised its beak to the sky and took a sniff. The massive gryph stood up and readied itself, not sure if someone was going to attack.  “I…I can smell you, I promise I won’t hurt you.”  The gryphon paused for a moment, sniffing the air before clarifying, “Young male gryphon, you’re afraid, I can tell. But don’t be. You have nothing to fear from me.”  
	Zuzu hesitated, knowing he wasn’t supposed to talk to strangers, even if they were the same species. 
	“Don’t be shy, dearie.”  The larger gryphon cooed, trying to ease Zuzu out of his hiding spot.  
	The smaller gryphon, still shy and a little ashamed at the slick substance dripping from his sheath, slowly crept out pressing his chest to the ground to appear as nonthreatening as he could. He noticed that his shaft had shrunk again, but was still partially hard, so he tried to hide that from this stranger.  He didn’t need embarrassment in addition to a potential fight.
	The larger gryphon, satisfied and comforted by the smaller gryphon’s presence, laid back down and kept an eye on Zuzu. “Why so shy?  I’m not going to hurt you.”
	As Zuzu got closer, he could see this larger gryphon was indeed female, as she lacked the genital shape that Zuzu had.  This comforted Zuzu greatly, as females were known for being kinder and more caring than the male drakes.  Zuzu’s mother was the exception.  “So, who are you?” Zuzu blurted out, all finesse lost on the awkwardness of the situation.  
	She laid her head down by the small stream, letting out a deep sigh.  “My name is Ceylon, but it’s not like it matters. I won’t be remembered by anyone any time soon.”  
	Zuzu was saddened by her apparent depression, so he hopped over the stream and lied down opposite her, looking her eye to eye.  Zuzu noted her wonderfully blue eyes that conveyed a deep sadness. “Cheer up misses!”  Zuzu chirped, trying to show her that he was comfortable with her.  “What could be so bad that you’re so sad, and have to come invade my fort?”  
	Ceylon raised her head, somewhat hurt by the accusation of invasion.  “I’m…I’m not sad, just disappointed in myself.”  
	“Why?”  Zuzu asked again, still chipper.  He didn’t know why, but he felt very comfortable around this female.  Perhaps it was the sweet, earthy smell she exuded, or perhaps it was the fact that he lacked a kind or sensitive female figure in his life.  Either way, he was opening up quite easily to her and trying his best to engage her in conversation.  
	The larger gryphoness, however, wasn’t so easy to open up. She contemplated just leaving this small gryphon and never returning, but she also knew no harm could come of spilling her guts.  She understood as well as anyone that venting was arguably the best medicine for depression, especially when the listener actually cared.  Given her situation, it would be truly wonderful for her to share her feelings with a younger gryphon.  
	Relenting to Zuzu’s surprisingly chipper nature, Ceylon admitted what had her down.  “Well, I’m a gryphoness…and I can’t lay eggs.  All I’ve wanted all my life is to be a mother.  I just want to nurture and cuddle and raise someone to be all they can be, but I can’t do that.  Do you know how that feels?” 
	Zuzu was a touch baffled by this, but he nodded anyway.  “Sure!  It’s like this time I wanted a fish, but mom just wouldn’t give it to me. It was a Sondo Codfish, too, and everyone knows how nummy they are, right?  So I tried to catch it, but I missed, so I asked mom to catch it for me, and she was like, ‘noooo’, and told me to catch it or go hungry!”  He gape-grinned and nodded rapidly, as if her story was exactly like his own. He was surprisingly chipper considering he was talking to a complete stranger.
	Ceylon put her head back down.  “Yeah, it’s kind of like that, I guess.” She sighed and clicked her beak, thinking there was no way she’d find solace in this child.  “Tell me, ever had something go so wrong in your life, but you can never fix it no matter what you do?  Ever had a fundamental issue with your body you just can’t resolve?” 
	Zuzu blushed and tried to hide his face, but managed to whisper out, “Well yeah, kind of.  Lately things haven’t been easy for me and mom isn’t helping at all.” 
	Ceylon’s ears perked up, suddenly curious. “Are you gonna tell me about it, sweetie?” She stopped a moment, pausing to reflect on what she had called him.  ‘Sweetie’ was not the word to use for a young drake and she knew it, but didn’t care.  Both gryphons were finding talking to the other was very natural, like they’d known each other for years. 
	Zuzu stepped back a bit as the memories of his naughty activities resurfaced, a wave of guilt and shame creeping over him.  He laid his head down and covered it with his wings shyly.  “I…I really don’t think I should.”  
	But Ceylon easily saw through his shield, so she reached over and parted some of his wingfeathers with her claws to make a small hole so she could see his eye.  “Don’t be like that, young one, tell me all about it, I can maybe help.  I would love to listen and do what I can for you.  You listened to my story, I should repay the favour.” As she spoke, she was staring him in the eye as best she could.
	Ceylon was by no means remarkably social, but amongst her friends and family she was known for being naturally empathetic, she always tried to help people she felt were down, even if it was at the expense of her own happiness.  It was that motherly instinct she naturally had, but longed for someone to nurture with it.  In spite of her strength, she never got the opportunity to share with anyone.  This conversation with Zuzu was making her feel like she never had before. She felt like a mother, a caring parent just like she always dreamed, and that made her very interested in what the younger gryphon had to say.
	Zuzu, slowly regaining his confidence, reluctantly took his wings off his head and folded them on his back.  “Well, life sucks lately.  I’m getting tingly all over my hindquarters and nobody will tell me what’s going on with my body, it’s confusing and it makes me angry!” 
	Ceylon began to purr as she nodded, a deep but comforting rumble emanating from her chest and neck.  “Go on, tell me more.”  She urged.
	“And, I tried to ask, but when I told mom she said I should put it out of my mind and not to concern myself with it.  She told me in time I’d learn on my own.  My mother never tells me things when I ask, so I stopped asking for her help.”  He explained.  
	Zuzu’s mind wandered back to the small cave, and what he had come here to do; he knew he wanted to be alone to do his exploration, but he couldn’t help but feel his shaft thicken at the thought of massaging it.  Very embarrassed by this train of thought, he shifted back and forth on his hind paws and tried to keep his member off the ground so he wouldn’t feel any pressure on it.  
	Ceylon took note of Zuzu’s subtle change of position and grinned, putting the pieces together.  She may not have been a mother, but she knew what Zuzu was going through: puberty.
	“Oh, don’t worry, hun, that’s just puberty.  Your body will change for a few years, you’ll have…urges…and you’ll want to act on them.  Your fur and feathers, they change colors and get thicker, not to mention your private parts become more sensitive.”  She explained.  “People will tell you, ‘don’t touch it, don’t do anything’, but they are just not comfortable with intimacy, it’s natural and shouldn’t be avoided or ignored.” 
	All the while, Zuzu was slowly raising his head to look eye to eye with Ceylon.  His own mother wasn’t nearly this helpful or open, and she definitely didn’t tell him to go ahead and indulge himself.  To Zuzu, this was a very pleasant change of pace that made him happier than he cared to admit.  “How do you know all this?”  He asked, very curious to hear more of what this older gryphon had to say. 
	Ceylon lowered her head and looked right in Zuzu’s eyes, a stare that would be creepy and unnerving if she didn’t give off the friendly, nurturing vibe the young gryphon craved.  “Dear, I’ve been around considerably longer than you, I went through much the same thing, and I saw dozens of others do it too. You’re just going to have to trust me on this one.”  
	Zuzu normally wouldn’t be comfortable trusting anyone that had to tell him to trust them, but he was far too curious and eager to learn whatever lessons Ceylon was to teach him, no matter the cost.  Anything in the world was better to him than being ignorant and needlessly curious when the answers were right there in front him, buried deep inside this intelligent, helpful gryphoness. 
	Accepting Ceylon’s help, Zuzu nodded.  “I trust you, Ceylon.  Please, tell me how to deal with these changes, I want to know, I need to know!”  
	Ceylon nodded slowly, processing this request slowly and carefully.  She knew what she wanted to do, she knew what she had to do to properly teach this young boy, but she also knew that it could be seen as very morally wrong to most.  She cared, she didn’t want to do anything bad, but at the same time, part of her knew that it didn’t matter what happened here, on this day. She lived hundreds upon hundreds of kilometres away, all she had to do was leave and all was forgotten.  “I can help you, young one.”  She started, and then paused to reflect a moment longer before fully making up her mind.  “I can help you, but I need to ask some favors, small favors. Can you do them for me?” 
	Zuzu winced a bit. For a moment there he thought he was getting off easy, but he ground his beak against itself gently and accepted her offer. “Um, sure, what favors?” 
	Ceylon could sense his slight discomfort, so she laughed a bit to ease his mind. “Oh, nothing big.  For one, I want to know your name.  You know mine, but you haven’t told me yours.”  
	“Oh, hah, that’s easy.  Zuzu is my name, but you can call me Zu for short.”  He was rather relieved to see it wasn’t anything too intense that he needed to do.  “What else?”  
	Ceylon fidgeted a bit, nervous about her questionable proposition.  “Um, you need to lie on your back, and promise me that if there’s something that makes you uncomfortable you have to let me know.”  
	Zuzu was admittedly confused, but agreed to her proposal. “Um, okay, I promise.”  He slowly flipped himself over onto his back, splaying his wings for balance, all four paws pointed up.  “Like this?” he squeaked out nervously.  
	Ceylon nodded and crept forward, until her head was hovering over him.  She looked down and perked her ears before reminding him, “This is going to be a very hands-on lesson.  You said you wanted to learn about your body, and I will teach you in the best way I can.”  She reached down and pressed two fingers on Zuzu’s sheath, slowly pulling back the skin to reveal his entire deep plue penis. “This part, the skin that I’m pulling back, that’s your sheath. It protects your penis and keeps it moist at all times.” She explained. 
	Zuzu nodded in understanding. He had noticed the moistness earlier that day when he was touching himself, so he knew what she said was true.  “Yes, yes.” He groaned a bit, the sensations of being fondled creating a stir in him.    
	Ceylon continued, sensing no issues with her advancements.  She took his blue penis in her thumb and forefinger, rubbing it gently.  “And this blue flesh is your penis.  Now that you’re growing, it will be receptive to touch, like this…” She began to gently rub up and down his shaft, its slick sides covered in a thick substance that stuck to Ceylon’s paw pads as she stroked.  She could feel it begin to slowly inflate and harden between her fingers, every pulse of his heartbeat could be felt. “…when you’re aroused in any way, it will inflate and harden like this.  The moisture will also get viscous and become slick, like this.”  She pulled her hand away, thick strands of his natural lubrication clinging to her pads and forming strings.  
	Zuzu whined gently as she pulled away her fingers;  he wanted to feel that touch again.  “Do that again!”  He urged, “That felt really good.” 
	Ceylon shook her head slowly. “If you want to relieve yourself, you have to learn to do it alone.  Take your penis in your sheath and stroke it gently.”  
	 He happily obliged, resting his hand on his sheath he slowly pulled it back over his shaft.  “Like this?”  He asked nervously as he began to slowly stroke his sheath up and down, wrapping his paw around the firm and growing shaft inside.  
	Ceylon could see the definition of the young gryphon’s member inside him, his knot slowly forming as he writhed in pleasure, tail tip flicking erratically.  “Like this…”  She instructed as she put her paw on his and guided him slowly up and down his total length. 
	It didn’t last long at all before she saw his knot ballooning out, pressing against the inside of his sheath, so she stopped him suddenly and pulled his hand off his member.  “Stop, Zu, stop.”  
	He groaned and tried to reach back down to his shaft, but Ceylon wouldn’t let him.  “Awww, come onnnnn, I just want to do it some more, it felt so good!”  
	But Ceylon clicked her beak. “Do you feel that thick bulge at the base of your penis, deep in your sheath?” 
	He felt around the outside of his sheath and wrapped his hand around the inflating member. “Uh, yeah, why?” 
	“That’s your knot.” She continued, “It’s for locking your penis into the female. When it grows fully, you finish, and nobody wants to finish after just a few minutes.”  
	“F-finish?” Zuzu whined meekly.  “What do you mean?”  
	Ceylon chuckled.  “You’ll see in a few minutes.”  She leaned to the side and flipped over onto her back, exposing her already-moist slit to the younger gryphon.  She knew that her proposal and invitation would likely be misunderstood, but the young gryphon had reached puberty, so she hoped his natural instincts would take over and tell him what to do.  “I told you how to service yourself, which could very well be one of the most important lessons you will ever learn, but no lessons would be complete without learning how to use it on others.” She motioned for him to get up off his back and come to her hind end. 
	Zuzu was confused at first, not ever seeing an invitation like this.  When her thick scent permeated his nares, it was like his body had taken over, his deep-rooted instincts telling him what to do.  He walked over to her and inhaled a deep whiff of the sweet scent she was giving off.
Normally she’d be on all fours and the male would have to mount, but she was far too big, he’d never reach.  Instead she had to lie on her back to give the smaller gryphon better access to her nether lips.  She nodded slowly, telling the younger gryphon that it was okay to proceed. He wasted no time pouncing up a bit, resting his paws on her belly as he pressed his hips against hers, relishing the feeling of his sensitive tip rubbing against her moist flesh. 
	“That’s right, press your hips against mine…” she instructed him.  “Your flesh, make it meet mine, penetrate me.” 
	He did as he was told, at first just pressing his glistening shaft against her swollen lips, but not penetrating. He grinded his hips a bit and felt her moist flesh rubbing against his, their combined fluids lowering the friction and created a pleasant tingling sensation against the length of his shaft.  He could already feel his knot growing against the tender, juicy folds of the gryphoness. 
	“No, no.” Ceylon moaned. “You want it in me, not just against me.”  She reached down and gently took his cock in her hands and guided him towards her eager hole at the bottom of her folds.  His tip penetrated slowly, but she grew impatient, pressing his hips against hers with her foot, his entire length immediately burying itself in her.  
	Both Zuzu and Ceylon gasped in unison.  Ceylon was just so happy to feel the sensation of another gryphon, and to be helping him achieve something he always wanted, whereas Zuzu was just in ecstasy.  Pleasure rocked through his body as he tensed up his cock, the knot suddenly exploding outwards and locking him into her eager pussy. 
	Zu’s body started spasming as he tried to thrust in and out of her folds, but very little movement happened since Ceylon was clenching as much as she could to keep him in place.  She was a much bigger gryphon, and her nethers were proportionately large, so it was very difficult to keep such a relatively small cock in her.  It took all of her might and will, but she managed to keep the small gryphon wedged inside her, giving him the feel of a proper knotting. 
	Zuzu fell forward as his knot reached its thickest point in the larger female’s folds.  He could feel slick warmth oozing out of him into her pussy, enveloping his member; he thought he peed, but the pleasure was so intense that he spread his wings instinctually, letting out a long screech and tensing up his whole body before falling onto her belly, still locked in place by his knot. 
	“What’s that?” he panted, most of his breath gone.  
	“You finished, Zu.  That’s your seed in me.”  
	“Finished?  You mean I’m done already?”  
	Ceylon chuckled.  “For now, yes, don’t worry though, as you practice you’ll last longer.”  She reached down and caressed his neckfeathers.  “Any other questions?”  
	A look of discomfort was on his face for a moment.  “The knot…it kinda hurts, it feels like it’s going to explode…is that normal?”  
	Ceylon let out a coo and nodded slowly. “Your body still isn’t used to itself, Zu, the first few times it could hurt a bit, but as your body adapts, you’ll learn to love it.”  
	Zuzu let our a grunt as he pulled his knot free, a splurt of white cream dribbling down his sheath, but Ceylon explained before he had to ask. 
	“That’s your seed, it’s what makes babies.”  
	“But not in you?”  He asked, clarifying. 
	Ceylon, struck with another pang of sadness, slowly nodded.  “No, not with me. Never with me.”  The wonderful moment was cut short for Ceylon as she remembered that in spite of teaching him what he needed to know about his body, she still would never have a son of her own. 
	Zuzu saw he’d offended her, so he tried crawling up her body to give her a hug.  “It’s okay; you’ll have a child some day, some way!”  He encouraged as he walked up, leaving her pussy behind. 
	She slowly nodded, a quirky thought flashing through her mind. “Say, Zu…what are you doing tomorrow?”  
	“Um, nothing, why?  do you want to get together and do this again?”  Zuzu asked, very eager to do this again. 
	Ceylon nodded again.  “In a way, I have something in mind for you.”  
	Zuzu said nothing and instead just snuggled up to her as his knot slowly deflated, allowing his member to retreat into his sheath.  
	The two of them cuddled extensively as Ceylon explained more about life and how he was to please woman.  She explained that it was natural for a young drake’s first time that he wouldn’t last long, but as he grew he would definitely learn to please his hen.  
	Zuzu didn’t want to leave, but once the sun began to set, Ceylon urged him to return to his family, and that he should return the next day. She would be there waiting for him, and she had a surprise for him that she hoped he would really love.  

***

	When Zu returned to his fort the next day, he did so with pride and anticipation.  It wasn’t that he had done anything worth being proud of, and he had no idea what Ceylon had in mind for him, but that didn’t stop him from walking with his chestfeathers puffed out. 
	After he’d left Ceylon the night before, Zuzu returned to his home and his family with a bounce in his step, and his beak held high.  His experiences and knowledge from their encounter had instilled a sense of confidence that he was worrying he’d never see in his adult life.  He no longer felt like a child or an awkward teen, he felt like an adult, and that made him feel absolutely fantastic.  
	Sure, he’d only just had sex for the first time, and he only enjoyed it for a couple minutes before finishing, but everyone knew that the first time was a life-changer.  Once you experienced the first time, it was like a world of opportunity and potential opened up.  Suddenly you’re mature enough to have a spine, mature enough to be the cool gryph-drake on the block, and it was like you suddenly had the balls to feel you had supreme reign over all the females of your species. 
	All entirely faulty points, but that’s how you feel, and Zuzu felt no different.  In fact, the encounter with the much older gryphoness made him feel even more confident than the average first time.  Due to her age, and her wisdom, it made Zu feel that since she felt him worthy enough to teach, like he was given the highest honor by the most regal of elders.  
	On the other paw, he also felt like he’d conquered a mountain.  Ceylon was a gorgeous, strong, and smart female, she likely could have had any gryphon in the world, but she chose Zuzu, and for that he felt like he’d gotten the most impressive notch on his wing. 
	Ceylon could see the confidence she’d built in Zu when he arrived, it was so obvious she actually let out a chuckle. “Oh dear, Zu!  You’re like a whole new gryph!” 
	Zuzu let out a chuckle.  “Don’t you know it, babe!” He had completely misunderstood her gentle jab at his confidence. 
	“So, how did your day go, sweetie?”  Ceylon inquired. 
	Zuzu sat on his haunches and puffed out his chest, one of the most prideful displays his species would exhibit. “Well, it went great!  I went home, and when mother asked me about my day, I told her I had great fun!  Told her I learned a lot, and that life was fantastic!” 
	“Oh? What did she say after that?”  Ceylon asked again, leaning in to give Zuzu a gentle nuzzle.  
	“I didn’t let her answer, actually.”  Zuzu said quickly. “I went to see my friends instead.  They were so happy to hear about what I did!”  
	Ceylon’s eyes widened in surprise. “You told your friends about me?”  
	“Duh, why wouldn’t I?  You helped me out and you made me feel real good, I always tell my friends about that kind of stuff.”  He explained, not realizing what he’d done wrong.
	Ceylon shook her head slowly.  “No, Zu, you really shouldn’t tell people about me, they might get the wrong idea about what I did for you.” 
	“Haha, what wrong idea?  We mated, you did a great job!  My buddies were thinking about maybe coming and getting you to teach them too!  Sounds fun, right?” 
	Ceylon’s eye twitched and she turned from Zuzu, not wanting him to see the disappointment in her face.  She walked a few steps away and leaned on a tree, closing her eyes as tight as she could to keep from looking angry.  She knew she should have said something to keep Zu from telling everyone else, but she also knew that doing so would more than likely just make him want to tell everyone more.  It was the nature of an adolescent to want to do what you tell them not to. 
	“What’s wrong?”  Zuzu asked, legitimately confused. 
	Turning to look sternly at Zuzu, Ceylon spoke. “Zuzu, what you did was wrong.  What you and I did was supposed to stay private, and if I can’t trust you with a secret, then perhaps we shouldn’t see each other any more.”  She didn’t want to be so strict with him, but she knew that she had to get her point across or he wouldn’t learn. 
	The young boy’s eyes and ears fell as his heart was broken. He wasn’t afraid of angering people or breaking the rules, but he could sense the disappointment in Ceylon’s voice, and there’s nothing more disheartening than knowing you’ve disappointed someone you care about.  “But…but you never told me!  How was I supposed to know?”  Saddened, he lied down on his belly, splaying his wings and pressing his head to the ground. 
	She could tell he was sincerely sorry for what he did, so she apologized.  “Zu, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to sound like I was mad, but you need to understand that people back at your home really shouldn’t know about me.  I want to teach you, I want you to grow to be a healthy, strong drake, and that’s all I want.  I don’t want people to come looking for me.  Our secret needs to stay a secret.”  
	Zuzu stood back up again; his sadness had all but evaporated as his face lit up.  “So we can do it again?” 
	Ceylon shook her head slowly.  “No, Zu, I taught you how to pleasure yourself, and how to use your body, but you have to find someone your age if you want to continue to practice.  Like a good mother, I gave you the knowledge to move on; it’s your duty to apply it.”  
	Zuzu was clearly disappointed by this revelation.  “So, no more mating? You want me to learn on my own? I thought you were different from my mother!” He went to storm away, but the older gryphon stopped him. 
	“Zuzu, listen to me, I will answer any questions you have. I will help you and I will be here for you, but we really shouldn’t do anything sexual. I’m far too old and large to be doing that with you; you really should be intimate with someone your own age.”  She kept her eyes trained on Zuzu’s, driving the point home that all she said was true,and that she wasn’t trying to trick or deceive him.  “Tell you what, you show me what you’ve learned, and I’ll teach you some more.”  
	His yes curled up in a smile, thinking he had changed her mind about mating.  “So we get to?  Right now?” 
	Ceylon shook her head.  “Not us, you.” 
	Cocking his head to the side in confusion, Zuzu squawked, “Me?  What fun is that?” 
	Not answering, Ceylon leaned over and picked Zuzu up, holding him close to her body.  She lumbered over to his pile of boulders and sat beside it, rocking over until her back was leaning against the mossy, earthy mound.   She put Zuzu’s back on her belly as she reached down, giving his sheath a gentle rub.  “Just you, show me how to pleasure yourself.”  
	Zuzu may have been confused for a moment, but he didn’t waste time given the task at hand. 
	He pressed both his front paws against either side of his sheath and solely pushed it back, exposing the first few inches of his blue cock. He could see the reflection of the sunlight in the moisture on the flesh, a friendly reminder to Ceylon that he was in fact very aroused and ready for some fun.  “Like this?”  He asked as he looked up at her for reassurance.
	Ceylon nodded as a deep purr slowly emerged from her chest, rumbling her feathers and giving Zuzu’s entire body a gentle buzzing massage.  She closed her eyes and leaned her head back as she wrapped her arms around the smaller gryphon, guiding his forepaws up and down his shaft slowly.  
	Zuzu was so preoccupied with the sensations he was getting from Ceylon’s purring that he didn’t notice that she wasn’t looking at him.  He focussed on keeping a steady pace using his sheath to masturbate himself.  With every stroke, he could feel his nether region tense up in waves; his still-moist shaft growing more and more sensitive as it filled with blood and become increasingly stiff.  
	Ceylon took in slow, deep breaths to fuel her intensifying purring as she smiled, content she was once again nurturing Zuzu like a mother.  It may have been an unconventional bond, but to her it was a bond like no other. 
Zuzu’s hips would slowly thrust up and down in unison with her every breath, a motion that furthered Ceylon’s feeling of being one with the smaller gryphon, like she was closer to him than anyone could be.  
	It was that moment, as their bodies found themselves in sync, that she knew beyond all doubts that she felt she’d finally found the one to call her son.  He was already at puberty, had a life of his own, and likely his own set of aspirations, but being the empath that she was, she could feel that he, too, shared this desire.  
	It was this sense of mutual love, respect, and trust that made her forgo any sense of typical morality and substitute her own.  What she wanted to do was questionable, by all means, but the decision was entirely up to Zuzu.  All he had to do was let her know what he thought of her proposal, submit himself to her, and any guilt she would have would be gone. 
	She reached down and gave the base of Zuzu’s shaft a tug, applying just the right pressure to encourage his knot to expand.  She knew that it would emulate a female just right, and that the male’s member was easy to trick.  
	Right on cue, Zuzu’s hips instinctually thrust forward in one, violent motion.  The head of his member poked out of the sheath and noticeably pulsed with every heartbeat.  His whole shaft seems to pulsate in waves, every pump of blood filling up his knot just a little more before travelling down his shaft and peaking at his cock’s tip.  He was ejaculating thin streams of hot, sticky fluid that matted itself into his belly fur as he thrust, making a glorious mess in the process.  
	As his climax started, she could hear a sound coming form his chest, a low growling that slowly escalated to a deep roar as his whole body shuddered in delight.  His tail began flicking in time with his thrusts, the muscles coaxing more fluid from his cock in slow, rhythmic pulses.  
	Right before he came, Ceylon wrapped her whole hand around his member inside his sheath; it was the next step in her trick to convince his body he was knotted, and it worked like a charm.  As her hand wrapped around his incredibly stiff knot, he gave one final thrust as a spray of thick, white goo spurted right up to his neck and beak.  
	As his pleasure hit its climax, the deep growl that escaped his beak went high pitched into a loud scree.  His body was doing a small convulsive wave with every new pump of fluids that squirted from him; his tail flicking in time with it to apply pressure to his ducts to achieve maximum velocity and range.  
	By the time his orgasm had dulled, his chest was covered in a spiderweb of sticky, white fluid.  You could only see it because his feathers and fur had a gentle blue tinge to them, and his cum was a straight pearly white.  
	Ceylon considered licking up the mess from the gryphon’s chest, but she decided not to.  She wanted to help him out and teach him, cleaning up his messes was something he needed to learn himself.  
	“There there, my dear.”  She cooed gently as she gave his member one last rub before she let him relax in exhaustion.  “Now you know how to pleasure yourself.  I’m very proud of you, son.”  
	Zuzu tried to roll on his side, but felt that the pressure on his knot caused by his legs was too much, so he stayed on his back.  He tried to not touch his sheath at all; its hypersensitive flesh would actually register too much pressure or friction as pain in this post-orgasm state.  Instead, he looked down to the thick, creamy substance on his chest.  “Is this…cum?”  He asked as he put his forepaw in it, testing its viscosity.  
	Ceylon’s purring slightly weakened.  “Yes dear, that is cum, also known as semen; I’m sure you’ll find plenty of other creative things to call it, too.  Don’t play with it, or you’ll smell.” She picked him up, careful to not affect his nethers.  “You should probably clean up in the stream to get it out of your feathers.”  
	He did as he was told, lifting his hind legs and walking funny as he moved.  “It does smell pretty funky.”  He admitted.  He looked at his forepaw, clenching a fist then opening it again to make many small strands of goo go from finger to finger.  “It’s slimy, too, but also kinda sticky.”  
	“Yes, yes, now clean it off before it dries up, it’ll be even worse then.”  
	Zuzu didn’t like being told so firmly, but he understood her intentions, as the cream was beginning to stick to his fur even more than it was before.  He could tell he only had a few minutes to wipe it off before it stuck to him.  
	He didn’t bother being dainty when he cleaned, he just dove right into the stream belly first, the cool water helping to decrease the sensitivity in his groin and deflate his member.  “Aaaah!”  He sighed in relief before rubbing out the cum splatters from his soft feathers, letting the stream take away any and all remnants of the mess. 
	As Zuzu was preoccupied, Ceylon mustered up the courage to speak her mind and say what it was she wanted to say.  “Hey Zu, can I ask you an honest and serious question?”  
	Zuzu was busy cleaning, so he turned to look at her while still rubbing out the mess.  “Sure, what’s up?  I can’t mate right now, I’m still sensitive.”  
	“Oh no, that’s not it.”  Ceylon could see he was only half paying attention, but continued.  “You told me before you don’t like your mother, right? You said she was mean and didn’t help you much.”  
	He responded by nodding briskly, making a little splash as his beak hit the surface of the water. “Yeah, she’s not helpful at all.  She’s so old, expecting to just drop me out of the nest and have me learn to fly on the way down.” 
	“I’ve been putting a lot of thought into this since yesterday, I saw you were in a dire need for a mother figure, and I was in desperate need to fill that position.  I was wondering if maybe you were interested in adopting me.”  She fidgeted with her forepaws a bit, very nervous about Zu’s response.  
	But he was more confused than excited or bothered.  “Adopt you?  I’m just a kid still, what are you talking about?”  He didn’t feel she was being creepy, nor was he upset about this proposition, he just thought that his new friend was flying to the South Pole.  (A gryphon term for going crazy.) 
	She looked away nervously and pretended to be deeply interested in the nearest tree.  “Well, um, you know, be your mother.  Every young boy needs a mother to care and nurture him, and I see you long for that, I can feel it in you.  I’m very good at seeing people’s emotions, and you need it more than anything…” 
	“…and you’re a gryphon who can’t have children, so you need to have someone to nurture.”  Zuzu interrupted.  
	Ceylon was ecstatic that he picked up so easily, so she smiled and nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, yes!  I need a son as much as you need a mother, are you interested in that?”  
	Zuzu raised an eyebrow and looked at her funny.  “I’m not sure how that works, I don’t want to leave and go somewhere else, all my friends are here.” 
	She shook her head; Zuzu didn’t quite understand what she meant. “Nono, you can stay here, but I know a ritual that would strengthen our bond and it would mean I would be here for you any time you needed me, and I would fulfil my needs by helping you with your life every step of the way.”  
	The younger gryphon was still very confused about the whole ordeal, but it didn’t sound like a bad idea, and he was developing a very good relationship with Ceylon already, so it didn’t seem like too much of a leap to accept this offer.   Considering the options, he knew that Ceylon didn’t know where he lived, so if he changed his mind he wouldn’t have anyone following him around.  
	Deciding this was a risk he was definitely willing to make, he nodded. “Sure, I’d love to be your adopted son!  You just gotta promise me you’ll help me out when I need it, and not leave me alone to figure things out on my own like my other mom does.”  
	He was admittedly nervous about bonding so heavily with someone he hadn’t even known a weekend, but his experiences with Ceylon were already some of the best in his life, and if it meant he got to enjoy more mating rituals, then he would definitely do what he could.  
	Ceylon’s eyes lit up as a quiet but high-pitched squeak escaped her gape-grinning jaws. Her eyes upturned in the best smile any gryphon could muster.  Happy as can be, she dove down and plucked zuzu out of the water, spun with him and held him tight before falling on her back on the forest floor, rocking back and forth with him pressed against her chest.  “Oh, Zuzu, you won’t regret this!”
	In spite of the odd situation, Zuzu actually felt really excited about the potential to have a mother that actually cared, someone he could go to for help when he had problems.  He needed someone who actually cared about him, not just her own image.  
	After cuddling in happiness for a few moments, Ceylon put Zuzu down and got to her feet.  Okay, give me a moment and I’ll set up the ritual for you, give me a moment or two.”  With that, she disappeared into the forest as Zuzu watched, somewhat sad.  He wanted to go watch her but she said to give her a few moments to set up, so he did just that for her.  
	It wasn’t long at all before there was a massive cracking sound as a tree fell somewhere in the forest followed by a series of smaller snaps.   After the cracks and snaps had stopped, there was a deep rumbling that Zuzu could feel in his feet.  
	After the rumbling stopped, the forest went silent again until he saw Ceylon appear just over his cave.  “Come come!  Follow me!”  She urged as she turned and disappeared back into the forest.  
	Zuzu eagerly followed until he met up with her in a recently made clearing.  There were about 10 tree stumps that had just been torn in half, the tree trunks that were living just moments ago were stacked up sideways against two trees, and held in place by two stumps.  On top of the stack of logs there was a small platform that was held up by strategically placed branches.  
	The whole structure was taller than Ceylon was; it was flat on one side and sloped on the other.  Zuzu had no idea what it was, so he asked.  “Ceylon, what did you make here, and how did you do it so fast?”  
	She looked at the structure, then back to Zuzu, oh, I made most of it while you were gone, and I just had a change of heart and failed to complete it until you gave me inspiration just now.  Come here, I’d rather show you than tell you.”  
	Zuzu obliged, slowly walking towards Ceylon and the pile of logs with a bounce in his step.  It was like being around the older female gryphon was just naturally making him comfortable, he had no idea why, but the closer he got to her, the less he cared.  “So what now?”  he asked.  
	Ceylon giggled and picked him up, placing him on the platform atop the pile of logs.  “Stay here for a moment; I’ll get into position so we can start the ritual!”  She did a little somersault and landed on her back, hind end towards the pile of logs.  Zuzu could tell she was excited, her breathing had quickened to the point of panting as she slowly scooted her body up the pile of logs, hind-end first.  
	It wasn’t long before she was ready.  Her head, neck, shoulders, and wings were all on the ground for balance as her back and legs were up against the stack of logs, the moist flesh of her slit exposed to Zuzu. Her rump was level with the platform Zuzu stood on.   
	The younger gryphon was pleased to once again have her presenting herself to him, so it wasn’t long before he reached over the edge of the platform to rub her gently.  
	“Yes, start like that, but be gentle my dear, you don’t want to be too rough.” Ceylon cooed.  
	Zuzu was happy to oblige.  He took one forepaw and ran it down her slit gently, finding her to be remarkably slick.  As he pulled his paw away from her folds, long strings of natural lubricant stretched from her flesh to his fingertips.  As he did this, he got a whiff of her sweet scent, causing him to lick his beak in anticipation.  His tongue hadn’t even touched her yet but he could already taste her. 
	She nodded slowly and shifted on her back a bit, backing up so that her nether lips were higher and easier to get for the young gryph who happily took this opportunity to sample her flavour.  Zuzu slowly, and carefully to not nick her flesh with his beak, inserted his tongue into her as deep as it would go, causing her to tense up and clench her muscles on him.  She was so large, though, so her pussy was far too large to truly clamp down on him in spite of her great experience doing so with others.  
	After thrusting his tongue in and out of her a bit, Zuzu dragged the length of it up between her lips and tickled the small nub of flesh that protruded.  He found that any time he touched it she would tense up and her pussy would spasm in pleasure, so he was sure to give it the attention it deserved.  Zuzu was amazed at how much he enjoyed the taste as well as her responses, in spite of the fact she wasn’t quite as sweet as he liked. In fact, she gave off a rather thick, musky flavour that stuck to his tongue in the most pleasant way possible.  
	Zuzu contemplated asking just how this was bonding him to her, but he found the experience was far too pleasant to interrupt or ruin with questions.  As he gulped back more of her juices, he felt tingling warmth spreading from his tongue, down his throat, and into his chest.  The sensation wasn’t orgasmic, but it left a sense of passive contentment in him; it was like he was just happy to be there, and that this was the best thing that would ever happen to him.  
	Looking up at Zuzu, Ceylon nodded and indicated he should continue, which he happily obliged. 
	Leaning back down, less care for her wellbeing and more desire to get himself soaked in her juices, Zuzu buried the first few inches of beak between her folds.  As he opened his beak, he parted her lips and plunged his tongue into her. Eager, he lapped at her fluids as much as he could, burying his tongue in her then sucking it back up into his beak to swallow the intoxicating fluids.
	He could feel her muscles contracting on his beak, then releasing again after a few seconds.  She did this a few times before she let out a moan and started to writhe, her body twisting and thrusting in gentle waves in tune to her contractions.  
	Zuzu could feel that she was truly enjoying this, so he pushed his head in as far as it would go, getting his entire beak and part of his nares soaked in her juices before her muscles pushed him out.  
	Ceylon was enjoying every minute of this; her body was literally pulsating with wave after wave of pleasure.  It wasn’t that his beak or tongue was particularly experienced or effective, but because she knew what was going to happen next and that filled her with more than enough pleasure to keep her canal slick with juices.  
	“Zu….Zu.”  she managed to gasp in between pants.  “Further…I want you in me, totally.”  As she said this, she reached up to her pussy lips and pulled them apart, gaping herself and allowing the younger gryphon to see deep into her black-fleshed, fluid-soaked canal. 
	He was confused at her meaning, but reached in with both his forepaws and helped spread her wider so there were paws on all four corners of her slick, gaping pussy.  Zuzu found it hard to keep his paws in place because her fluids were just so slippery, so he found he had to keep pushing in deeper as they would slip out.  
	“Cey, what do you mean, totally in you?”  He asked in between licks, still trying to keep her pussy open.  The size difference between the two was substantial, his head could likely fit into her pussy with ease, but he hadn’t thought before that point that maybe she wanted his whole body in her, even for a gryphon her size that seemed an impossible feat. 
	Ceylon gasped again as she felt a breeze tickle the length of her canal.  “In me, the ritual…all of you.” The act had her speech virtually unintelligible, very little of what she said was making sense, so she pulled her fingers out of herself with a wet slurp as she explained.  “The ritual, Zu, you want to be my son, and I your mother, you need to be inside me so I can give birth to you, it’s how I make you my own without stealing you…”  She gritted her beak in pleasure, since Zuzu’s paws were still in her, alternating back and forth as he tried to keep them both inside.  All the while, Ceylon was trying to keep herself from getting too overloaded with pleasure so she could form a sentence. 
	Zuzu had a hint of concern in him, but the taste of her fluids acted like a drug, lowering his inhibitions and pushing him to be more compliant to her desires. That’s why she didn’t let him go down on her in either of their previous encounters, she wanted him to learn and explore on his own, not be manipulated by her.  
	“But….there’s no air; I won’t be able to b-b-breathe!”  He began to stutter. 
	Ceylon took in a deep breath in an attempt to control herself and explain. “I know, Zu, I know it sounds like that, but I know it’s safe.  I would never do anything to hurt you, I promise.”  
	Under normal circumstances, Zuzu would be considerably less receptive to such an outrageous claim, but between his hormones and the influential nature of her fluids, he just nodded slowly and continued, accepting what she said without further question. 
	With his hands still inside her, Zuzu leaned down as far as he could, burying himself up to his elbows in her soft, fleshy canal.  He could feel his own member hardening in his sheath, but he tried to pay it as little attention as he could; subconsciously he knew he’d feel the pleasures of mating as his hips passed through her. 
	Ceylon gasped as Zuzu’s beak breached her outer lips and once again soaked him in her fluids; she stared intently, watching him slowly dive into her.  She had to resist the urge to grab him and push him in herself, even though the act of taking him into her womb was in no way ethical even by gryphon standards, she needed him to make the decision and carry out the action himself.  All she could do is work herself up as best she could to keep her walls slick to make the act simpler for him.  
	Zuzu got a better grip on the wooden platform with his rear claws and pushed gently, the flesh of Ceylon’s nethers stretching and finally wrapping around the crest of his head with a wet sliding motion.  The thick fluids of her pussy gummed up his ears and nares, causing him to gasp and hack as it was sucked back into his windpipe.  
	His heart began to race, he knew what it was like to drown, and this was very similar to it.  The choking feeling of having fluid fill up his lungs was not something he wanted to relive.  Even with his inhibitions lessened, he felt the need to pull his body out of her.  With his claws still dug in the wood, he was just starting to pull out when he noticed that even with the fluid in his lungs and filling his airways, he didn’t feel like he was drowning.  It felt like he was swallowing a large meal, but it didn’t feel like his breath was taken away. 
	In an odd way, it was like he could breathe the thick goo that filled his airways. 
	Evidently she was telling the truth, and he was going to be fine.  With this revelation, his tail began to sway back and forth as he pushed in again giving Ceylon the sensation of having all his feathers and fur tickling her insides all at once.  
	As Zuzu’s shoulders fully breached her lips, spreading her out to the maximum she could allow, she felt herself begin to literally ooze liquid from her urethra.  She could feel every trickle of the thick juices as it made its way down both of her labia, finding a way into her canal in every little crevice that Zuzu’s body made.  This was to fill her with the fluids that would help him breathe while also lubricating her further to make it even easier for him to slide into her.  He’d need all the lubrication he could get once he got to the entrance of her womb. 
	Zuzu enjoyed the warm comfort of her flesh pressing in against his arms and head.  With his body stretching her out, he could hear and even feel her heartbeat in every pulse; in addition to the pulsing of her heartbeat, he was also treated to the rhythmic contractions of the muscles of her canal, sucking him in slowly. 
	Ceylon, even in the heat of the moment, noticed that Zu’s wings would definitely be difficult to take in, so she reached out and took as much of her own fluids as she could in her own hand and smeared it all over his feathers.  She rubbed it in as he let out a deep moan at the sensations, loving every minute of his body being massaged all over.  Content with her lube job on his feathers, she held his wings as tight to his body as she could and helped to pull him in. 
	Having his wings enter her wasn’t easy, and even with Zuzu pushing on the wood to get deeper she found that the wing shoulders didn’t want to penetrate her.  Frustrated and jumping to her last resort, she pushed one of her hands into her canal and pried open her lips to shove his wing into the little crevasse with success.  She did this with both wings right after the other to ensure that he would make the rest of his trip with ease.  
	Zuzu felt her hands wrap around his torso, flattening his wings against his chest and back.  As she did this, he felt himself slide almost a foot of his total body quickly and noisily into her.  He gasped as best he could with her fluids enveloping him and filling his airways even more completely than before.  The solution was thick and slimy, and it gummed up all his fur and feathers; it even crept into his beak and slowly went down his throat as more and more of it was being secreted by her walls. 
	Ceylon was enjoying herself so much at this point that she clenched her pussy down on Zuzu, massaging him around the midsection and sucking him in a bit further.  Zuzu writhed gently inside her, sloshing around in her juices as his sheath breached her pussy where the bottom of her lips met.  He felt his knot begin to expand inside his sheath, forcing the tip out to rub against Ceylon’s soft but tactile vaginal flesh.
	He felt himself almost ready to finish within seconds, but held off as best he could.  Right as his hips slid beyond her lips, he felt his outstretched hands reach the firmer, tighter opening to his new mother’s womb.  He knew that he had to get through there if he was to submit himself fully to Ceylon, but given the vast amount of fluids she was secreting and the amazingly tactile nature of her flesh, he knew it would be no issue.  
	As he moved around, trying to manoeuvre into the hole, he could actually hear the slosh of his limbs passing through the rather voluminous pussy juice; to him it sounded like the sound of being submerged in a lake as someone else thrashed around nearby.  It was a wholly pleasant sound to him, but not nearly as pleasant as what it felt like to Ceylon, who felt every motion as his arms rubbed along her ribbed inner passage.
	She wanted more, she wanted him to just stay in her pussy and thrash around forever, and she knew he could survive in there indefinitely, but she needed to complete the ritual if he was to be reborn as her son.  Cautiously but firmly, she wrapped both hands around his still-exposed rump and gave it a push, a light popping feeling as his hips fully went past her lips and beyond her reach.  
	With that massive push, Zuzu slid almost entirely into her with a very loud, wet slurp.  He curled up a bit inside with only his tail tip and feet still poking out.  He was only in her canal, not her womb, so he felt around inside until he re-found her cervix and readjusted himself so his face and hands were pressed against it. 
	All that motion inside her, the limbs moving around and tickling her most sensitive spots made Ceylon instinctually clench her muscles as best she could, closing her legs on the gryphon inside her.  The combined efforts of her muscle control and her legs actually pushed Zuzu in deeper, his head and shoulders poking through to her womb.  Her body was quick to adapt to the somewhat uncomfortable feeling of being stuffed like that, so it instantly released hormones to loosen and dilate the cervix, opening it up like a mouth to swallow Zuzu into her deepest, most intimate depths.  
	They both felt his body slip into her with ease, filling up her womb nicely as the last remnants were sucked into her along with all the fluid she was producing. Inside, Zu had to curl up and reposition himself to become comfortable.  
	Ceylon, feeling the last remnants of Zuzu rapidly disappear into her deepest depths, let out a long howl that rocked the forest around her; she was writhing in pleasure and curling her toes as she wiggled around on the forest floor.  Streams of goo escaped her birth canal, splashing in the dirt below as her pussy contracted in continuous orgasm.  
	This was heaven to her, the feeling of being pregnant and ready to drop a sensation she’d never felt before.  To her, it was literally a dream come true, and she didn’t know how to react, so she started to tear up a bit, clutching at the dirt while curling up into a ball.  
	Life was equally fantastic for Zuzu, who lay in Ceylon’s womb, a pleasant bulge in a much larger gryphoness.  His state of mind had been elevated to nirvana, and he was beginning to lose track of time.  To him, this was a transcending experience; he was beyond consciousness now, floating above existence while he slowly felt his body become one with his mother.  Every movement of Ceylon shifted him around a bit and made a deep sloshing noise in her belly. Coupled with the sound of her heart pumping and muscles pulsing, he was slowly lulled to sleep, even if the experience was much like a dream already. 
	As he slowly nodded off, he could feel the exit to the birth canal closing over with a soft but hardening material.  All around him this material was encapsulating him, trapping him in heaven.  Just moments before his consciousness lapsed, he took note of the firmness and shape of the material that enveloped him. It wasn’t fleshy at all, but somewhat hard, like an unlaid egg.
	Content with herself, Ceylon curled up into a ball and nursed her gravid womb.  She could feel the egg forming around Zuzu inside her.  Had she tricked him into surrendering himself to her?  Had she took advantage of a curious child?  Part of her wanted to say that she did, that what she had done was in fact reprehensible, but when she rested her hand on her belly, she was reminded that this was what she wanted and didn’t care about what others would think, just Zuzu.
	She could feel his every emotion; it was such a powerful sensation with him inside her womb that it almost felt like she could read his mind.  To him, this was him going home; it was the feeling of being adopted into a loving family.  
	Ceylon truly hoped that when he was reborn, he would be intrinsically bonded to her.  According to heresay, the ritual was to absorb him and his life force into her body, only to lay an egg a few days later and have him hatch.  He would retain all his memories of his life before, but he’d be born with a natural and strong bond to the mother that held him.  
	It may have been a trick, it could have been the desperate pleas of a lonely gryphon, but what mattered most to Ceylon was that her son was happy.  Like a real mother, she put her son ahead of herself, and that very notion made her happier than she could have ever imagined. 
	A single tear crept down her nares as she closed her eyes to sleep, curled around the egg that rest inside her.