“He couldn’t remember how he got here, all memories from the last day or so were foggy or missing… not that he was able to think too clearly with his own thick knot and twitching shaft lodged firmly into his beak, some enchantment seeming to keep him from ever going soft, likely from the tight ring that squeezed around him. The fullness he felt within him from the heavy metal plug contributed to his distraction. He shuddered and gave a muffled groan, twisting in place and trying to pull himself free, but finding his talons firmly encased in the stone, each digit not even budging a fraction of a millimeter. His paws were the same, contorted and pulled up behind him, keeping him forced into a bend, even his tail tip was stuck in the curious stone. He quivered with confused lustful thoughts, peeking around the room from where he was trapped; he saw others like him, bound and encased in various shapes and styles, all muffled and silent, as if in some sort of museum or gallery. Their names were etched in bronze upon each work of stone… it all seemed rather permanent. It was clear he wouldn’t be getting out any time soon!”