Harpy

By Aaron Pery

Greek mythology is full of depictions of Gods, Goddesses, good and evil creatures, and good and evil men and women. Among them are the Harpy Sisters as they are called though they are not related, who are two particularly nasty creatures. The Harpy, which was created by Zeus to punish his enemies, looks like a fusion between a human female on top and a big bird below that ends with clawed feet.

As are all of Hell's denizens, Harpies are not capable of reproducing despite their prolific sex drive that literally rules their lives. The Harpies, though, are unlike their fellow demons and loathe most of them with a passion.

To their relief, soon after being placed in Hell and sent to Earth to perform their evil deeds, the Harpies discovered that, they were physically compatible with human men and derive sexual pleasures from them. Their problem was that in order to entice men they had to shape-shift into a human female form, which they didn't like but considered it to be better than to couple with repulsive demons.

Being extremely cunning and manipulative by nature, the Harpies always sought a solution for the problem. They constantly experimented in ridding themselves of the need to use humans and a few almost tolerable demons to derive their pleasures.

This story is about one such experiment that proved to be quite successful for all concerned. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Aaron Pery
• Release date: Sep 18, 2014
• ISBN: 9781501481000

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Harpy

Chapter One

The line at the checkout counter moved at an annoying snail’s pace. Kevin Lord had stopped at the supermarket to buy a few items and joined the fast-moving ‘cash only’ line, moving to another one once he realized that he did not have enough cash to pay for his purchase. Then he became irritated when the new cashier worked very slowly on a large order.

They’re all just as bad so if you move to another line you’re gonna have to start waiting all over again. A deep but quite feminine voice behind him said with a chuckle.

Kevin turned and smiled at the woman. You’re right, of course. She was about twenty-five, he thought, tall, and beautifully curvaceous. He quickly averted his eyes from her large and well-exposed breasts, his face turning red when he realized that he had stared at them so openly.

The woman laughed when she saw Kevin’s discomfort. Don’t feel bad about sneaking a look at my boobs because I wanted you to see them, that’s why I opened my blouse so low. For you, really.

She leaned forward until Kevin saw her very erect nipples, each surrounded by a huge circle of black aureoles. Fascinated by the sight and the fact that despite her size she did not wear a bra, Kevin smiled. I always try to be a gentleman, my dear young lady, especially when confronted with such an enticing décolletage.

She giggled, which made her breasts undulate in an extremely sensual way. I love how you said it. She extended her hand. My name’s Roxy Harris.

Kevin Lord. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Roxy.

She held on to his hand and whispered in her sexy, husky voice. You like my titties, Kev?

Despite his embarrassment, Kevin responded instinctively. You have the most extraordinarily lovely breastwork that I ever saw.

The woman gave him a curious look. You sound like a soldier. Are you?

I used to be a Marine.

Officer?

Yeah. But that’s been a long while ago. Now I’m just a history professor and even that’s about to change because I’m retiring on Friday. Why am I giving her such personal details, he thought, wondering if maybe he was about to succumb to her tempting looks and attitude.

You a married man, Marty?

I was, Roxy. To the same wonderful woman for almost forty years until she passed away last year.

You telling me you wasn’t the fooling around kind of man and still aren’t? There was a clear note of disappointment in Roxy’s voice.

Kevin was pleased with her reaction. That’s a very kind thing to say to an old man.

Old? What’s age got to do with it? You’re a handsome devil, Kev, and I bet women try to jump your bones all the time.

Flustered by her response, Kevin made an unusual decision that he hadn’t even considered in almost fifty years and responded to her with a smile. They do, and you seem to have the same idea in your mind, don’t you, Roxy?

With all my heart, Kev. Roxy whispered. So how about you coming over to my place right now and let’s do some bone jumping?

Kevin looked at her highly sexually enticing body and grinned as he pushed the food cart out of the way. I’d be honored to do so.

Roxy pushed her cart away as well before putting her arm around Kevin’s middle and pulling him to her luscious body. I live real close by, Kev, so why don’t you leave your car right here and I’ll drive us over to my apartment.

Sounds great because I live in Brentwood, and at this time of day it’ll take at least twenty minutes to get there.

Mine’s about five minutes.

I’m glad about that because I’m dying to see and touch everything under your skimpy outfit.

And I’m dying for you to do that, and feel inside me that hard cock you’re hiding under yours. So let’s go and do it all.

I must be crazy succumbing to my desires for this scrumptious looking woman who must be at least fifty years younger than I am, but what the heck, I might as well take her offer or regret it for days on end. Kevin thought as Roxy directed him toward her car, a gleaming red well-kept recent model Corvette that he appreciated since it had a manual transmission that made it roar powerfully when she backed out of its parking spot.

Like? Roxy asked as she shifted gears and drove in the direction of the heart of Brentwood newest and most expensive condominiums.

Love it. And he did but he appreciated Roxy’s place even more when she parked in the underground garage of a fairly new building and then punched the elevator button to the top floor apartment. He did not have the opportunity to appreciate the magnificent view reflecting though the open drapes of the living room because the moment the door closed behind them Roxy kicked her shoes off and unbuttoned her top.

And how about these, like ‘em too? Roxy asked as she wiggled her large breasts in front of him.

Even more than your car and apartment, Kevin said with a chuckle as he came closer to her and unzipped her dress, letting it drop to the floor and gasped when he realized that she wasn’t wearing panties. His gasp became even louder when he felt Roxy’s hand on his erect cock after taking off his own clothes.

Neither of them felt like having any pre love-making contacts as Roxy took his hand and pulled him to the bedroom and dropped into the bed on her back with legs spread apart, gesturing for Kevin to mount her. Elated at the thought of what was about to happen, He did as he was bid and slammed himself into Roxy’s body and began to pound her as powerfully as she could until they reached a shared orgasm such as he had not experienced in many years.

When Kevin returned to his senses from what he had just been a magnificent physical gratification he nevertheless felt quite confused as he found himself unexplainably lying on his back, and possessed by a feeling of utter dread. Wishing to explore this strange sense of trouble he may have gotten into, he opened his eyes very slowly and since his head rested on a raised pillow, he was able to look down at himself and his breath was literally taken away by what he saw. Instead of observing his old, wrinkled chest, he saw a smooth skinned torso below his neck, of a very young man. No, he quickly corrected himself, not a man but a woman with large hard breasts that their weight was pulling them sideways toward his armpits. Then, to his horror, looking between the fleshy mounds on his chest, Kevin could easily see that below and all the way to his denuded groin, instead of seeing his penis and balls, he now possessed an utterly flat area where he could see the tip of what could only be female genitalia.

Utterly shocked by what he had just seen, and sure that he must be dreaming, Kevin looked down to between his spread legs and saw something so strange that it confirmed his suspicion that he must be having a dreadful nightmare. What he saw there were two huge clawed legs, and when his eyes traveled upward along the thick legs he nearly fainted with fright when he reached the top of them to where a two legged creature’s groin would be, he saw a wet, flaccid penis resting on top of a hairy ball bag that looked quite human.

The body and legs looked like they belonged to the Australian Kiwi as the torso above the groin was covered completely by feather-like hairs while it possessed two drooping human breasts that he could clearly were diminishing in size rapidly. Also, he saw two long wings sprouting out of the creature’s shoulders, with large claws at their ends where human hands would be positioned. As ridiculously crazy everything that he saw so far had been, the final part of the creature that he saw was its head, which was human rather than birdlike as he was expecting it to be, but it was his own face as he had looked like fifty years earlier.

Now this has gone beyond ridiculous. Kevin mumbled aloud with his heart pounding like it was a hammer as he tried to sit up but was pushed back onto the bed roughly by the clawed hand at the tip of one of the creature’s wings.

Like hell it did, you little slut, so you better stay down or I’ll rake your fishbelly skin with these. The creature said threateningly in a rambling, scary voice that was quite similar to Kevin’s. But even scarier than the threat was that as he fell back Kevin saw that the breasts on the creature’s chest were now completely gone, and even worse was the fact that it’s flaccid penis had hardened and now it actually vibrated with excitement.

Now fearing the worst, Kevin could not resist asking in a shaky, weak voice. What are you going to do to me?

The creature burst into laughter. Do to you? Why exactly what you were born to be done to, you human slut—fuck the hell out of you like your kind has been doing to me for thousands of years, and like you’d done to me just a few minutes ago, cunt.

But it was you who had literally forced me to do it.

The creature smiled maliciously. Yeah, I did, but that was the price I had to pay to acquire your body, and most importantly, your beautiful cock and balls that are now mine while you got my old cunt and tits for you to have forever. Now, human slut, I intend to do to you what you did to me so you better shut the fuck up and let me enjoy myself as a man for the first time ever or I’ll cut you to pieces with these.

It was the first time in his life that Kevin was actually scared to death, especially when the creature waved its claw in front of his face. He responded with a weak. Yes, Master, do with me whatever you want but please let me live.

The creature looked at Kevin for a moment, then smiled cruelly as it grabbed both his breasts and squeezed them until they hurt. That will depend on your cooperation, Roxy, so you better be good to Aello or she will torture you to death.

Then you are one of the Harpy sisters?

Yes, but now I am the brother to my sister Ocypete, and her lover forever as we create our own tribe of Harpies to rule the world.

I hope not, Kevin thought as Aello leaned down over his body in preparation for penetrating him and he could feel what used to be his own penis resting against his groin. But what about me, Great Aello, what will happen to me?

You’ll live if you please me, and die if you don’t.

And how will I please you, Master Aello?

By making me cum and cum again as many times as I like until morning, and then avail yourself to me whenever I’m ready to fuck you. And maybe we’ll even be able to produce a child together if you lay the right kind of egg that’ll be our firstborn Harpy ever.

Me laying eggs, Kevin thought with a shudder that he tried to conceal from Aello, that must never come to fruition under any circumstances.

Aello’s severe expression suddenly changed when Kevin’s shudder moved his body in such a way that the Harpy’s cock moved to a position directly over her entryway, mistaking it as an eagerness to please him. So my human slut is impatiently ready to satisfy me? I like that.

Without waiting for Kevin to respond, Aello grabbed his breasts tightly and used his hold to thrust himself into his body with one powerful motion that fully embedded his penis in his vagina until Kevin felt his balls slapping his butt. Then, to Kevin’s surprise, Aello did not begin to move inside him but put his entire weight, which was considerable, over him and did nothing for a moment until Kevin felt Aello’s penis begin to lengthen and expand until he felt his insides being stretched almost to bursting. At the same time, Aello’s balls expanded to a huge size that literally covered Kevin’s butt.

It felt excruciatingly painful at first as Aello began to move in Kevin’s body, but as his flesh began to expand, his movements became less and less painful. Then, to Kevin’s horror and self-loathing, he started not only to enjoy what was being done to him but began to participate in it quite enthusiastically until both of them came when Aello’s semen burst inside Kevin and caused him to orgasm violently as more and more of Aello’s fluids kept jetting into him until it spilled out of his body in great rivulets.

Gosh, I can’t believe what just happened and that I’d turned so easily into a true wanton slut like Roxy must have been, Kevin thought as he lay on his back with legs widely open in readiness for the next bout of sex. But whether I want to admit it to myself, I’d been turned into Roxy and it seems that I love to be fucked just like she did but God almighty, not with this monstrosity who I’ll hopefully will survive the night with.

The newly conceived Roxy turned to Aello, who had fallen off her body when he reached his orgasm, and smiled as sweetly as she could at him. Did this human slut please her Master enough yet?

Not quite yet, slut, He said gruffly. So what are you going to do about that?

Try to do more to please you.

How will you do that?

By having you mount and fuck you as many times as you wish. Suddenly quite nauseous at her own meek acquiescence to what the Harpy had done to her and intended to continue dominating her in the future, Roxy rose on an elbow and looked down into Aello’s eyes. No, I didn’t really mean that. On the contrary, I don’t know exactly how a woman should react to the likes of you, but I consider you to be an utterly repulsive creature with who I have no wish to have any mental of physical contact ever again, so get the fuck out of my life. Or else, I’ll blow your fucking head off.

Chapter Two

Waiting to receive Aello’s wrath, Roxy was surprised when she remained silently on her back for a moment before she burst into laughter. Well, well, I was afraid that you hadn’t really lost your old balls physically but figuratively as well and I began to worry that maybe I had made a wrong choice by taking your body over to serve as my host.

What the hell are you talking about?

Aello sat up and faced Roxy before she spoke again. The fact is that the mythological record of the true Harpy sisters is greatly exaggerated and downright nastily wrong since we’re not and never were the nasty creatures that we’ve been purported to be, and for sure not stupid.

Jesus. No kidding? You sound like what had happened here in the past few hours was a benevolent act rather than what it really was—stealing my body for your personal use without my permission, and sticking my mind into a body of what I now know was a that of a nymphomaniac who trolls supermarkets  in search of old men to fuck. Gosh, if I wasn’t as mad about what you did to me I’d laugh my head off at how ridiculous that sounds.

It may at that, but reality is that it was done for your benefit.

My benefit? You’re making me want to puke. Hell, look at me and tell me is I’d switched from a man into this big woman with big tits and butt, who is a glutton for getting fucked no matter by whom, who had just been fucked by a monster with my own face on it, who possesses a cock and a set of balls that should belong to a horse. And the worst of it is that this woman who used to be you before liked everything that was done to her so much that she craves more of it even as we speak. That’s real sick what you’d turned me into, you know, and I insist that you reverse it all.

Aello put a hand on Roxy’s shoulder in an utterly compassionate gesture. That can’t be done, Roxy, I’m afraid.

Why can’t you reverse what you’d done to me? Roxy asked, suddenly realizing how very soft and clawless the hand touching her bare skin was.

Because if I do that I’ll have to immediately call the paramedics and tell them that I have a man in my bed who had apparently just suffered a fatal heart attack, and they’ll come to take you to the morgue.

How do you know that with such a certainty? What are you, some sort of seer or prophet?

Good question, because I am both in addition to some other unusual talents that I possess. Yes, I was quite sure that fate had dictated that you were scheduled to expire yesterday in late afternoon, which was why I, in the guise of Roxy, was waiting for you at the supermarket to ensure that you survived.

Oh? Why was it that you knew about me, let alone be concerned with my survival?

That’s a long and complicated story.

I ain’t going anywhere right now, so you might as well tell me.

Okay. When my sister Ocypete and I were exiled to Hades ten millenias ago for refusing Zeus’s bid to punish some of his minions when they didn’t heed his orders, he got so mad at us that he had sent us to what you now call Hell. Luckily, it was what is now called a minimum security prison, where we retained most of our freedoms other than actually leaving the damn place and seek sexual relief when we needed it with human males because the male of Hades are a bunch of physically distorted creatures who repulsed us to the core whenever they came near us. So, a while back, Ocypete and I had concocted a plan that would put us in a more favorite social position by turning one of us into a human male, and set us up as a real couple and free to do as we please with each other’s body.

But wouldn’t you be committing incest by doing that?

No, because we’re not actually sisters. So as you can see, we found the solution to our lack of sexual gratification which is the only true claim against us that we’re sex fiends that need fulfillment constantly. So we looked high and low until we found you twenty years and decided that you were a man’s man who we’d like to serve as a permanent lover. Our problem, though, was about who would switch her gender, on which I lost the bet, and how will we acquire you to become Ocypete’s lover.

I don’t understand. Couldn’t you just eliminate my old self by shape-shifting as me?

We could, but then we’d have to literally kill you by destroying your mind, which we consider being utterly immoral, Which we couldn’t do.

Jesus, two denizens of Hell who consider themselves to be moral and ethical. Unbelievable.

You can laugh at us all you want, but that’s what we are. Anyway, we also decided that if our plan is to work flawlessly, we needed to have a human female to serve as your temptress, who will have to learn to become our agent of the ploy who will ultimately become your mind’s host as a reward for giving us your body.

Why would I want to do that for the two Harpies who had to kill the poor woman before they had put my mind into her body over, which I would consider to be murder? Besides, all you got from me was a tired old body who had passed its expiration date.

Wrong on both counts, Roxy.

In what way?

Aello leaned over to the bedside lamp and turned it on. Just look at my face and tell me if it belongs to an about to die person.

Roxy gasped in amazement when she saw her own face that now looked as it did fifty years before, when Kevin was about twenty-five, wrinkle free and tight skinned. Jesus, H. Christ. How did you manage to do that?

Easily, because I am a Harpy and can repair any organs in a body that houses my mind, and I mean everything not just in appearance. So you see, not only had you given me your maleness that I cherished above anything else in life, but your old body that I had completely refurbished for my new lifestyle.

I can see that now. But what about Roxy, what had happened to her mind?

She never possessed one, or more correctly one that would recognize as a sentient kind of mind.

"In other words, she was a total moron?

That right. She was never actually tested, but I’d say that she had an IQ of about fifty. When we realized that in order for our plan to work we needed to have under our control a gorgeous female that you would not be able to resist going to bed with, we began searching all over until we found a five year old girl that fit our purpose, one with a barely functioning mind whose genes would fit our purpose once she passed through puberty and will resemble her slightly more intelligent mother—very pretty blond woman who was just over six feet tall, sturdy wide bone structure, and quite big all over from her breasts to her round butt. And, just as importantly, a libido that surpassed ours.

How were you able to determine all that on a five year old child, which I assume she had to have been since you’d discovered my existence about twenty years ago.

Like I told you before, us Harpies possess powers beyond those of humans, so it was easy for us to determine all these things.

I see, but why did you need to go through so much trouble to find and I imagine nurture this pathetic creature?

Because we needed to find a mindless creature that possessed all these attributes who was basically an empty hulk so that we won’t need to destroy her mind. And the reason for the need we had of her was that it was imperative that we have the most intimate physical contact between you and her in order to affect the mind transfers between your bodies without harming you or me in the least. Which, as you now know, is exactly what had happened.

Which was to turn yourself into a male attractive to your sister, and me into a huge nymphomaniac. How did you like becoming one?

Immensely so, especially since I never knew the magnificent pleasures a male derives from being a male. But that shouldn’t surprise you after experiencing being a woman for the first time.

Roxy did not respond immediately as the memories of her experience flooded her mind and the great pleasure that being a woman had given her. Yes, I’ll admit to have much I loved being mounted and dominated physically as a woman for the first time, especially once to engineered your cock to grow and fill me to capacity. And I loved having you burst inside of me and fill me with your cum.

Exactly the opposite of what had happened to me, which was almost beyond tolerance. Aello said, literally whispering in a shaking voice as Roxy’s hand wandered as though on its own volition and reached between his legs and ran a finger along his now flaccid cock and then took hold of it, feeling it engorge almost instantly.

Fuck me now, She said in a croaking voice as she turned on her back and spread her legs instinctively in anticipation for his magnificently erect cock to penetrate her, which he did enthusiastically a moment later.

It was still dark outside when Roxy woke up and found herself lying on her side facing Aello, who was snoring lightly in an utterly exhausted deep sleep, when she suddenly felt a tremendous need to empty her bladder. Not wishing to wake him up, she slid down the bed as quietly as she could until she reached bottom and walked over to where she knew the bathroom was located and entered it, striding toward the toilet once she closed the door behind her and turned the lights on.

The bathroom was quite large, with a deep tub and a double sized shower next to it, and across from it was the toilet with a bidet next to it, with pink and red tiles covering the floor and ceiling all over it. Also, she saw herself reflected in numerous mirrors that had been placed in various spots, all reaching almost to the ceiling and reflecting the subdued lights like sparkling lights. Very impressive she thought as she passed by one of the mirrors, where she stopped dead in her tracks in front of it when she saw herself fully for the first time.

My God, she thought as she stopped in front of it, I can’t believe what I look like, like I’m a Venus reborn. On closer observation she saw a beautiful tall woman with very short thick almost white blond hair that surrounded a flawless face that bore prominent cheeks that gave her a distinctly predatory look. She had wide strong shoulders and chest that seem to have a network of lean muscles under them, with a pair of massive round breasts that jutted outward as though held up by hidden supporting wires that literally covered her chest and were placed so close to one another that they created a natural décolletage. Then, looking below her chest she saw that she possessed a narrow waist that flared into wide round hips down to her shaved groin from where she could see her pudenda almost to the fleshy folds of her butt cheeks over her strong looking thighs.

One of the strange factors on her body, though, was that despite being slim and trim all over she had a strangely protruding belly, which she poked lightly and was rewarded with a strange gurgle in the pit of her stomach and felt a sudden wetness dripping slowly between her thighs.

Oh shit, I’m so full of Aello’s scuzz that it’s pushing my belly outward, she mumbled as she rushed toward the bidet and dropped to the seat and pressed her stomach in with both hands. The result of doing it while her legs were spread widely apart was that her vaginal entry opened fully and a stream of foul smelling viscous fluids shot out forcefully. She kept squeezing and flushing constantly until the stream became a slow trickle, at which time she inserted the bidet nozzle into her opening and turned the cold water to full force. The cleansing effect of the water jetting into her vaginal canal felt great and she let it run and spill out of her body until it came out clear, at which time she finally allowed herself to pee, which was what she had needed to do to begin with.

Relieved about feeling clean, rather than wiping herself off, she stepped into the shower and washed her entire body vigorously with a delightfully scented soap that she liked so much that she vowed to use it again in the future. Washing her most intimate feminine regions was a little disconcerting at first but she quickly accepted the fact that everything that was part of Roxy was now an integral part of her own new reality and that she better accept it.

Once she dried herself and smoothed her short hair to look acceptable, Roxy put on a light bathrobe that she found hanging behind the door and walked into the bedroom, where she stopped at the doorway and burst into laughter when she saw Aello coming in from the other entrance, apparently after washing himself as well.

What’s so funny about seeing me? He asked, sounding a bit ticked off.

It was seeing you suddenly in the full light of the bedroom, all seven foot of you possessing my own young face and below it arms with wings attached to them and big chicken legs at the bottom of your trunk is quite strange. So add to it the fact that you’re wearing a towel around your hips like a normal man and you’ll realize how funny you seemed to me.

Oh, I get it. The fact is though, that I never wear a towel to conceal my genitals, but because I did not want to drip any water on your beautiful carpet.

Are you telling me that you never wear any clothes where you come from?

None ever, nor does anyone else wear anything in Hades. But if it does not please you that I wear a towel, then I won’t. He responded, then quickly untied the towel and threw it on one of the chairs spread around the room. Now, does this make me look less funny?

Roxy gasped loudly when she saw his huge genitals hanging between his legs. More like scary and quite pleasing looking rather than funny.

Why d’you think so?

Scary because I just realized how big your penis is in repose, and how enormous it gets to be once it gets hard, and it scared the living hell out of me when I realized how many times it had entered and pounded my little pussy during the night. And pleased because of the great pleasure it gave me without it hurting me one bit.

I can relate to it having such an effect on you after spending the past twenty years in the body that you now possess, and thousands of years as a female Harpy. Aello sat down on the bed and pointed at the chair across from him. Please sit down because we need to talk.

That’s a good idea because I’d like you to explain a few things to me, but first I want you to tell me everything about Roxy and who she was.

That’s a reasonable request, so let me start by telling you that her real name was not Roxy but an abbreviation of Roxanne, which she had thought later in her life was quite romantic and adopted it. She was actually named Kayla after her mother’s childhood best friend, or it’s possible that it had been the name of some sort of a heroine in a television show. But regardless, she hated it with passion.

Whichever it was, I don’t think it’s such a bad name because its nickname could be Kay, or Kelly. I actually think that Kelly is real nice and I’d like to be called that because it’s a hell of a lot nicer than Roxy, which is more appropriate for a slut than a regular woman.

Is it that Kelly is closer to Kevin in some way?

Maybe so, but it’s more agreeable to me than Roxy.

Then Kelly you’ll be as far as I’m concerned, and I’ll use Roxy when referring to your predecessor. In any case, once we discovered her existence, Ocypete and I had decided that I should have my mind enter her body and control most of her activities so that she would survive until the time came to have her body serve as a permanent host for your mind.

Twenty years is a long time to spend as a watchdog over the development of an dumb kid.

"Actually for me, who is many thousands of years old, it was like the blink of an eye. Besides, once Roxy became sexually active it felt like I’d died and gone to heaven, as you humans call it. So it wasn’t any sacrifice on my part. So, in order to set things up, I