To kill a Seagul

I whistled while walking down the road, it was a nice night for a kill, but the problem was that I
didn’t know which one to start with. Just then, the door swung open an avian female walked out
of what sounded like a bar. Her feathers were white with some grey on her arms and tail, her
sky blue dress hugged her body tightly while pushing her breast out of it, and her emerald eyes
were unfocused due to being drunk. I just smiled and slowly walked towards her.
After being cautious and stopping every time she stumbled or turned around, she lost her
balance and went into a dark alley. I counted my luck and followed her while pulling out my
kitchen knife, thankful for my red fur being long around my hands to allow me to hide my pads. I
quickly used my size to slowly moved up to her and pinched my fingers around her beak. She
squeaked in fright and was about to fight back, but I placed the knife against her throat. It was
difficult since my head was just lower than her shoulders.

After I buckled her legs, I said to her in a whisper, “Such a shame that it was just a matter of
poor timing. I’m going to give you a chance to survive. All you have to do is get some help, and I
won’t chase after you.” As I was about to release her beak, I quickly jerked the knife across her
throat. She jumped upright when my fingers barely lifted off of her beak and ran down the alley,
while it seemed that she was trying to stop the bleeding but was unsuccessful.

I was having fun watching this and got both aroused from her trying to live and worried that she
might make it. I wasn’t going to run, I was going to keep my word to her, but I never said
anything about throwing something. I used all my strength to throw the knife at her. The next
thing I knew, I heard a squawk of pain from her as it looked like she was stumbling. I must’ve hit
somewhere on her right leg cause she was limping with it.

She made it about halfway until she fell against the wall next to her and started to slide down it. I
called it and started jogging up to her.

By the time I got up to her. She was on the ground, gasping her breath. Her dress was soaked
in blood, and the knife was sticking out right above the tendon of her right leg. I picked up her
arm and shook it before her eyes, and said, “You were so close. If your body held up, you would
have made it to the street. Don’t look at me like that. I kept my word about not running after you.
You’re on death’s door.” I kissed her forehead and added, while her eyes closed, “Thanks for
making my night enjoyable.”

After she died, I let my hands wander her body, but they were mainly between her legs or on her
breast. I pulled her dress down and grew more aroused because her dress didn’t exaggerate
how big they were. I looked down and saw that my cock was already stiff. I grabbed her leg and
pulled her till she was on her back and wrapped her breast around my cock. I stifled a groan at
how soft they were. I ended up squeezing them instead of rubbing my cock through them. I
shook my head, released her breast, and decided to go for what I truly came here for. I lifted her
dress to reveal that she wore a pair of black panties with white lace trimming. I made quick work
of her panties and bent down to sniff the fear still lingering on her. It was intoxicating to me. I
could feel a bit of precum already dripping onto the ground underneath me.

I pushed her legs open, plunged into her, and groaned in pleasure. Her pussy was tight and
completely wrapped itself around my cock. I fucked her pussy like a jackhammer while being
careful not to go balls deep into her. It would be embarrassing to be caught while being stuck
inside of her.

By the time I was close, I already had my claw digging into her legs, and her breasts were
covered in bite marks. I plunged into her right before my knot and shot all the cum I had into her
pussy while sighing in pleasure.

After the last rope of cum, I pulled out of her, took all of her items on her, placed her on a
garbage can, and gave her a kiss right before closing the lid.

The sun was coming up when I got home, and I already went through her stuff and tossed the
non-important items down the sewers. It was a nice night for a kill, indeed