Leda, an avian enthusiast
Who loved to hold birds
They were soft cuddly
But free to roam the skies
One day she saw an eagle
In frantic flight
In unwholesome pursuit
Of a swan
She plucked the hapless creature
Grasping it to her chest
It was happy to be rescued
Rubbing against her nipples
Arousing her pleasure
Little did she know
Who resided within the bird
Zeus hidden from her sight
Waiting for his chance
To make her his own
When he entered her
She panted gloriously
Loving this creature
With the long curving neck
Reminding her of lusty Tyndareus.
It gazed intently into her eyes
Sopping up her passion
She ached for it to last forever
Soon the swan departed
Massive guilt possessed her
Yet she inflamed with desire
Went home
To consume poor Tyndareus
Her unexpected lust
Startling to his being
Leda gave birth to a litter
Quadruplets!
Helen of Troy
Clytemnestra
Castor and Pollux
If only she had two more breasts…