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*Show of Gratitude * Jeremy the Crow x Mrs Brisby

Mrs Brisby couldn't help but continue her chorus of thanks to the crazy crow as Jeremy flapped his wings about excitedly to take her high up to safety. She still felt uneasy about flying, but the fact she had survived being nearly killed in the same manner as her husband, she couldn't think of a way to thank him much more than this! Brisby wanted to cry it was so joyful, so wonderful to be safe from that cat and she wiped the tears from her eyes. The crow queried gently where she lived and Brisby peered over the side, only to grimace that she was too high up and could not see, but Jeremy knew where to take her, he needed her help after all.

Brisby gripped tightly onto the crow with a grimace of upset, holding onto the bird's black feathers so tightly as she gripped her eyes tightly shut. They flew down towards the river, flapping and fluttering on through the familiar form of the farm and finally Brisby began to breathe a little more easily to hear the sound of the water and then the turning of the mill wheel. She hadn't been this far from the field before, but she'd seen the mill and she knew it was not too far away from where she lived. She tried to call to Jeremy's head and insist on the direction they needed to go, but Jeremy chose to ignore her, steering towards the loft of the mill and then gently landed within... or rather clumsily.

With a few grunts, the little mouse fell amongst a collection of strange strings and knots and ropes as she flailed around in confusion. Her body was tangled as she tried to squeeze herself out and then gave a chuckle about the massive collection of colourful string that Jeremy had in his ownership. As she managed to ease herself out from amongst them, she noticed the bird was tangled up again and the relief of her escape encouraged her to cackle away as she stepped over to him. He looked at her piteously for a moment as she gently began to remove each of the loops from his body as the crow grinned at her in relief. He was such a daft crow, so very, very unusual but she was so very grateful as she patted his beak and then gave a sigh.

"What is all this Jeremy? Is this to help with your quest for a lady friend? If it is... you're going to need a lot of practice to make a love nest with this!" Brisby chuckled softly and oddly, there was almost a wicked expression upon the crow's face, as if he had planned to get her stuck here with him. But the expression was gone faster than she could notice it and gently she looked towards the great size of the space that Jeremy had found as she finished loosening his binds. She then gave a soft shake of her head, turning around to beam at the crow as she stroked his beak and then gave a chuckle. "Anyway... I'm not of much use when it comes to... string... but I must get the medicine to Timmy now, could you take me please Jeremy?"

"Hmm... no." Jeremy stated, straightening up and ruffling his black feathers with a vivid grin upon his face as he practically bounced around on his feet with a clack of his beak. He'd said it in such a goofy way that Brisby had shaken her head and insisted he shouldn't tease, this was serious. She stepped towards the edge of the mill window... she certainly could not see a way for herself to get out and down there easily and it would be nightfall before she could get home to her children. She was startled though as Jeremy pecked at her little hood a little, making her give a soft gasp with an anxious expression as she requested him to help her get home. "But Mrs B... you owe me... I saved you from the cat when I could have just left. I only want one thing from you anyway and its pretty simple, in fact you'd probably appreciate it since you're a widow..."

"I would what?" Brisby practically gasped in frustration, how could anyone assume such a thing for her. But then she was startled when the crow settled back to show off a rather massive cock straining out from his groin. Brisby gave another gasp, her face going bright red as she grasped at her face in utter dismay. How could this bird assume such a thing of her? As she clasped her hot cheeks, eyes wide, she shook her head, utterly refusing to have anything to do with it and she turned about, grasping the medicine packet until Jeremy pulled it straight up, making her blush. "But that's Timmy's medicine..."

"And I'll take you back to him afterwards... it's just a little favour... come on, it'll be fun and it's a great way to show your gratitude." The bird stated with a gentle ruffle of his great black feathers and Brisby stared up at him in disbelief. How could he say something like that so calmly when it was clear she had to get the medicine to her son or else? He could die if he did not get it and though she wished to sob and weep and beg for the medicine to come back, the crow gave her a strange expression. It was a very strange expression as if he were daring her to suggest that his kind act and giving her back the medicine, which he had rescued too, was not worth a little... playfulness.

"But Jeremy... surely you can see that I'm not of any use to you... I'm a mouse, I'm almost the same size as your... your impressive form." Brisby stated, knowing at least to try and be polite to him and kind. She did not want to say that he was unkind, that he had not done her a favour, but she was quite sure she might just be able to use some kind of charm to encourage him to let her go simply by pointing out the obvious. However, there was a look upon the crow's beak to say that he really did not care about the size difference, but Brisby needed him to understand. "I haven't been with another in so long and... and there is no way I could fit without getting myself seriously wounded... you could split me in half and well... you wouldn't want that on your conscious would you?"

"I see... but you can still play with yourself first Mrs B and try! I hear that works in you get a little excited, and just to see that might be enough!" Jeremy beamed, speaking almost as dopey and goofy as he seemed to and Brisby froze for a moment. Was the crow offering her an ultimatum? Maybe... whatever it was Brisby gulped anxiously as she looked to her paws and considered the matter. Could she really just go ahead and touch herself in pleasure for the sake of this crow? Well... it was less painful than if she dared to ride him.

"I... I suppose I could."

"Good!" Jeremy leant forward before she could question him further and closed his beak firmly upon her cloak. As she gave a gasp and tried to pull him away from her, but he'd yanked the piece firmly over her head and she gave a firm shout of upset as he jerked it, pulling at her. She tried to beg for him not to pull her so much and then his wings hooked around her body. Panic made her wriggle free of the garment and then the wings peeled away. The crow the brought his beak to her, trying to sniff at her in fascination as she blushed heavily and then looked to her body, naked in the cool breeze.

She was embarrassed, even when Jonathan had been alive, he'd never told her to touch herself for him to watch and she looked towards the bird with misery upon her face before she wheezed a sigh. She was doing it for Timothy, she had to make sure her son would be safe and this was just.... It was not like the other option. Gently she lounged back upon piles of string, glad they made a soft furnishing and then she stretched her legs apart. Jeremy though was excited, making a motion with his wings to encourage her to show herself to him and Brisby grimaced, but she had no choice. Gently she placed her paws below and pulled the lips apart, showing off a soft pink purse that looked like it had never been touched before, let alone birthed four little mice. Jeremy was startled, clearly Jonathan had not been using his wife regularly enough and in his mind, she would be gagging for it once she was encouraged to be in a good mood!

Brisby then let the lips fall back, trembling in fear as she lounged back and threw her head back. She closed her eyes tightly; she didn't want to see the fascination upon the crow's face over something so private and yet she had no choice as she dropped her delight paws. She cupped her groin and took in a deep breath as she let her imagination fall away to something less harrowing. She found herself falling back to the curious memory of the first time Jonathan had done something unusual to her, when he had asked to groom her and taken his time to roll her his tongue around her thighs before licking her mons and then the lips below. She recalled how soft and warm it had been, how it had made her hips shiver and she had felt him touching her little bead with that neat little tongue of his.

With a soft sigh, falling into the memory, Brisby lay a paw over her lips, stroking then gently and around them, feeling them getting wet from the memory already but trying to copy what had been done. She teased and tugged the lips up a little, rubbing a little more firmly to feel her clit starting to swell and pinch, almost to itch its way upward. Then she slid her fingers into the moistening lips, the strands visible as she pulled back to pinch about her clit just a little, making it strain out. Then she dipped her fingers back down, cupping about herself and using her palm to push and rub around the swelling clit as her fingers teased the dampening hole. She gave a soft moan of pleasure, feeling the stickiness going into the firm heat, feeling herself barging at her clitoris as she rubbed firmly and began to try and measure her breathing as her fingers became coated in pleasure as she remember her husband's actions.

Jeremy's cock was getting wet at the top, he was thoroughly excited with this display and as Brisby began to make little hiccupping straining sounds as she teased her clitoris against her palm, the bird was getting even more eager. He could hear the wetness within her snatch as she continued to rub vigorously and even her teats were starting to strain out for the crow to view. He was hungry for her, eager to get her on his cock already, but she clearly had a little too much energy for him to get what he wanted just yet. He needed her to be a little wetter and then there would be less time to worry about a hungry predator getting drawn in to the sounds of a mouse shrieking!

"Jon... Jonathan..." Brisby was gasping as she tried to keep her eyes closed and focused on the thought of her husband pleasing her. She remembered how he'd straightened up, replacing his mouth to her pussy with his hand, easing in fingers and pressing his thumb to her clit, grinding his whole hand into her as her hips and jiggled. Then that loving fellow and grazed at the teats with the edge of his teeth, making her shriek and whimper before he'd suckle at them tightly. She'd remembered telling him how embarrassing and unfair on the children it was if he had the milk intended for them, only for Jonathan to continue and fuss that they had to learn to share. "Oh Jonathan..."

She was getting wetter, stretching her legs out, her body writhing as she tried to keep the good feeling going, thinking of her husband's affections. She hadn't done something like this in so long, not since Aunty Shrew had burst in on her having a bath and insisted that such disgusting way would only get her in trouble. The sudden thought of it made Brisby freeze immediately, heaving and panting but she hadn't reached the end of her excitement. Was this what Aunty Shrew had meant? Did she give off the vibe that she did this regularly and was that... was that why Jeremy was so confused.

"I... I can't I..." She began, but then the wings had hooked about her little body, pulling her straight up as she gave a shriek of surprise to be lifted and pulled into his lap. Her little tail whipped about to try and get free before she suddenly felt the thick, giant cock near her. She twisted her legs across, trying to stop anything from happening, her tail could already feel that she could not fit him in her no matter what! "No, Jeremy... let me be! I can't!"

"You're wet, we can get it in... just don't try to wiggle too much!" The crow grinned, ignorant of her fear and his own crime. As she pushed out her little legs to try and escape him, he held her up high and shifted his feathers to get between her legs. As he pulled them open, she felt her body becoming suddenly weightless and about to fall back. She leapt forward, paws grasping his wings for support. But it put her in the position that Jeremy desired and suddenly he slammed her down.

His thick cock barged at her hole, pulling it wide but sliding away. She gave a scream for the pain, but then Jeremy aimed her back down onto his tip. She tried to wriggle and kick herself free, but he sat her on the fat head and let her. As her damp pussy began to dribble and try to tug in the fat head, she tried to wiggle off but it only made her try to pull herself widen and moisten the tip that began to pulse and dampen.

Jeremy liked her resistance, it was getting him even more excited as he urged her hips down and rocked her in his grip, forcing her to try and fit himself into her. She gave a yowl and a squeak, trying to grip and pull his feathers out to get free as the thick cock probed and pushed. She tried to clench herself tightly to stop it, tried to stop it from happening, but Jeremy's cock was soon being pushed upward and she started gasping and wheezing in agony. The thick head slid against the bottom, pulling down the old tears from birth to make the body stretch before pushing upward. It barged at the folds and walls of the passage, pushing, digging, burrowing to get through and into her. Blood trickled down the length, making it wetter as she was almost unable to breathe when suddenly it pushed past the toughest barrier and bruised its way upward. Brisby's back went rigid, she almost threw up, rocked back onto the massive cock until it was sufficiently buried within her body.

"Jer... Jere... Jeremy... please... stop..." Brisby mumbled, her mouth feeling numb as her head spun and she could barely breathe. Her whole body felt like it was being pulled in half, she was sure she was dying as Jeremy just bathed in the warmth of her form before giving a soft snort of amusement. Then his wings grasped her tightly and before Brisby could try and beg him to leave her alone again, suddenly his cock was ramming deep into her, making her spine almost crack, before pulling back and nearly pulling her insides out. But the withdrawal released some pressure and Brisby moaned in relief, only for the crow to grin.

"See Mrs B... you needed it too!" The crow grinned, before hooking his feathers about her even more tightly and then pumping his cock in and out of her body. As she gulped and struggled to breathe and not pass out, the thick dick of the bird went bobbing in and out, not coming out completely and risking more pain but Jeremy was careful. He was clacking his beak and grinning inanely at the tight, damp, warmth wrapped around his member as he pushed her up and down his shaft and pumped upward. She was bouncing wildly on him, almost fainting again but the continuous pumping urged her to stay awake as Jeremy grinned. "Don't worry... it won't take too long!"

Brisby felt dizzy, she felt faint and weak, her body numb but for the firm thumping into the base of her spine and the straining of her pelvis. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, she was groaning softly and she could feel some pleasure and relief twisting into the same kind of happiness with each pull back so that she could not stop herself from moaning weakly against his motions. The crow's cock thumped and drummed into her body, feeling her getting moister and softer inside, feeling his form pulse and prep for a big blow, but then he paused. He let go of Brisby and she fell forward, putting her paws out only to gasp in shock. She was utterly impaled upon this cock and as she'd pushed her weight forward, he'd pumped in with his hips and suddenly his form was rubbing at her tiny clit. Suddenly she grasped the feathers of his groin, gasping and grimacing as she looked up at him in shock.

She knew there was no way of getting out of this situation unless he came and yet Jeremy was only pumping slightly with his groin. His member did not show any sign of going down soon and Brisby looked up at him with a gasp of anxiety, she couldn't handle this! But when Jeremy simply lay two feathers to her tail and pushed a little, Brisby splayed herself out as much as she could within his lap and the began to moan loudly. She pushed her body downwards then upwards, trying to get a rhythm as her body remained swallowing the thick cock, her whole form stretched beyond what she'd experienced before but she still let it go in and out. With groans as she wept and sobbed as much as she could, Brisby kept slapping her body down onto the cock as Jeremy's feathers helped her keep moving in the motions he wanted before he gave a soft groan of pleasure and then suddenly, he gave a grunt.

Brisby gave a scream of shock, suddenly a thick flooding spray of cum slapped up into her body before forcing her to swell and then spill out down his shrinking cock as it began to reduce. With a groan of relief, Jeremy pulled his wing away and watched his cock slowly flop out of her snatch, spraying a little cum about the place before Brisby's eyes rolled back and she collapsed upon the floor. With that done, Jeremy pulled himself up, looking at the naked little mouse spilling with his cum, each breath squeezing out a loud and the crow gave a chuckle of amusement.

"You certainly made it fun!" The great crow chuckled in amusement, shuffling his feathers before hooking his beak around the nape of Brisby's neck as she was still leaking his cum. Jeremy made sure to grab her clothes, wrapping the medicine within before opening up his wings and leaping into the air. Brisby remained faint, her body in shock but not utterly broken as Jeremy flew her home. It was an easy place to find and gently he lowered himself before dropping her into the dirt in front of the door of the house. Her legs were stuck splayed out, her body still squeezing out cum and her tail to the side, practically begging for others to take her before Jeremy flew off in amusement. "See you later Mrs B!"

"BRISBY! BRISBY!" The shrill and annoying cry of Auntie Shrew was enough to rouse Brisby from her daze, making her groan softly in anxiety before she spotted the figure stomping over. Brisby lifted her head with a soft moan of surprise before beckoning her over to help. Auntie Shrew stepped over, only to give a gasp of shock, looking horrified before suddenly slapping her foot upon the floor and rolling her fur up her arms with a snarl of fury. She stomped over to Brisby's backside, grasping her by her tail and then snarling. "You degenerate... what lesson are you teaching your daughters? Do I have remind you what being such a slut will get you?"

Suddenly Brisby was pulled onto Shrew's lap though she tried to pull away and yet exhausting overcame her. Suddenly Shrew's slender paw was clapping against Brisby's tight little backside, making her screech and sob in agony. With each resounding clap to turn the pink skin red, the pressure caused spurts of the crow's cum to leap out from his groin. As Shrew continued to keep clapping her, grunting and snarling at her bad attitude that Brisby was sobbing horridly. The cum continued to spit out with each clap, thankfully not fast enough that she would risk getting the vile stuff onto her paws, but she continued to clap away as Brisby groaned and whimpered that it was not her fault.

Finally, after watching the pert bottom go bright red and sore, Brisby was rolled softly onto the ground. Brisby curled up into herself, sobbing heavily against hr red coat as the cum continued to dribble gently down out of her slit. It was even sliding near her reddened backside and practically soothing it, though Brisby felt no relief from the action. Auntie Shrew though, hoisted up Timothy's medicine and stormed into the household, working it quickly into a broth and delivering it to the sickly young mouse.

As she stepped inside, the three youngsters up and about peered their heads out of the front door to see their mother in a sobbing heap and strange liquid squirting out of her backside. They looked at each other in confusion, aware though that their mother had just received a spanking from their aunt. But then they determined that clearly their mother had wet the bed or wet herself and that was why she'd been told off. Calmly the youngsters stepped inside whilst Brisby continued to sob, but in the tree above her, feeling aroused to watch her tiny body still squeezing out his cum, Jeremy the crow was beaming.

THE END