Dont Break an Egg

9 February 2015

10:00 Inky flops against GyroTech

10:01 GyroTech was really a griffon in disguise

10:02 < -> You are now known as Serilde

10:03 Inky leans against Serilde, her head only coming up to the griffon's chest.

10:04 < -> Seaward_Away is now known as Seaward_Skies

10:05 Serilde pushes Inky into her egg chamber

10:06 Inky mrfs, then curls up as best she can in the hot, tight space. Bulges shift under Serilde's fur as she tries to get comfortable.

10:07 Serilde apperently had a couple eggs in there ready for laying as well. She lays back and rubs her claws over the squirming bulge, giggling.

10:08 Inky moves more carefully, not wanting to hurt the griffon's eggs. The shells were tough, though, so she needn't have worried. "Serilde, are you going to have foals -- um, chicks?" she asks brightly, the sound muffled through the layers of flesh. The bat pony works the eggs so they're hugged against her chest and belly, between her legs. She hears Serilde giggling from outside over the

10:09 Inky noises of her body and smiles.

10:10 < -> Zuthal is now known as Zuthal

10:11 < Inky> (I assume they're unfertilized eggs)

10:12 < Kassc> (Menstruation eggs)

10:13 < Inky> Well, griffons are a mash of two different animals so they're weird

10:14 < Inky> But neither one has a menstrual cycle

10:15 < Kassc> (some birds lay eggs as menstruation xD)

10:16 < Kassc> (so they lay eggs montly or bi-monthly. depends on their anatomy or what not :V )

10:17 < Kassc> (Chickens are an example of menstruation eggs )

10:18 < Sparkler> ( now I just imagine griffons as part chicken instead of eagle :D )

10:20 < -> Kassc is now known as Marine

10:21 < -> Zuthal is now known as Zuthal

10:23 < -> Night is now known as Dusk

10:24 < Inky> (but technically it's not a menstrual cycle, Kassc, that only occurs in humans and primates)

10:25 < Dusk> Oh ok in here I take it

10:26 < Zuthal> Yup.

10:27 < Zuthal> Need logs?

10:28 < Dusk> You know it

10:29 < Zuthal> http://pastebin.com/V3KFxv3P

10:30 < BurpyHooves> [ 02:30:14 Zuthal: had been out tending to his plants and ... ]

10:31 < Inky> Er

10:32 < Serilde> ya...I was just noticing...

10:33 < Inky> (Serilde and I were going to continue here if you don't mind)

10:34 < Dusk> (But we already claimed it @.@

10:35 < Dusk> (And I've got my post mostly typed)

10:36 < Zuthal> (You had stopped your thing -.-)

10:37 < Serilde> well that was when I though I still had /your/ thing

10:38 < Zuthal> (Or well, it had been on pause for pretty long...)

10:39 < Serilde> thats why I had stopped it

10:41 < Sparkler> there's only like, 5 other channels

10:44 < Zuthal> (Great, now I have non-marked OOC in my logs.)

10:45 < Dusk> (I'd already had my stuff typed, and stuff...we can move it to 3 if you guys insist but seriously.)

10:46 < Dusk> (Enjoy)

10:47 < Inky> (thanks a bunch Dusk, I appreciate it!)

10:48 < Serilde> (Thanks~)

10:49 < Dusk> (Yup, you're welcome.)

10:50 Serilde squirms and kneads Inky a little bit more in the plush champer as she tries to get comfortable with a mare inside."Chicks?" she asks and shakes her head, "No, no chicks for me. Griffons just lay eggs every couple of months. They're infertile."

10:51 < Dusk> (Wow I've already established otherwise in canon)

10:52 < Dusk> (But ok)

10:53 < Dusk> (:S)

10:54 < Serilde> (I dont actually know what you've established canon wise, but Griffons do, infact, lay eggs in every mythology...)

10:55 < Dusk> (I've established that she's carrying chicks, normally inside her as if part mamal which her ass end is)

10:56 < Dusk> (And genetailia.)

10:57 < Serilde> (But every mythology says otherwise. Greeks, romans, griffons lay eggs...)

10:58 < Dusk> (I'm sorry, but that's what logic says)

10:59 < Dusk> (And it's been a part of canon for many many months now)

11:00 < Inky> (you can both be right at the same time and we'll just not think about it too hard)

11:01 < Serilde> (Perhaps some griffons choose to cayrry eggs to term...there are animals that do so afterall.)

11:02 < Dusk> (Oh I know, I'm just saying how it's being currently done in canon, and that description don't line up, not that it'll matter in the end)

11:03 < Dusk> (I'm just throwing my two cents in, I didn't see a need for change, I just thought I'd throw it out there.)

11:04 < Serilde> (That explanation works out for both of us...)

11:05 < Dusk> (Sure)

11:06 < Serilde> (Ovoviviparous)

11:07 Inky squeaks when the wet walls of the chamber mush over her face. "Oh," she says, feeling the weight and size of the eggs see was holding. "What do you guys do with them then?"

11:08 Serilde shrugs and purrs as she feels the mare squirming around inside of her. "Well, usually we'll eat teh eggs, they're pretty good, and you can keep one of those if you'd like. Otherwise I know some griffons who make lovely decorative things out of the shells after the've been poached.

11:09 Inky squeals when Serilde says that they eat them. "You *eat* them? Isn't that weird?" she asks, amidst her giggles. The pony's laughter shakes her body, rubbing it pleasantly against the chamber surrounding her. "If I kept it, wouldn't it become rotten? I don't want a rotten griffon egg..."

11:10 Serilde snorts at inkys reaction and then giggles along with Inky as she asks about rotten eggs. "Oh I meant so you could eat it silly. Eggs keep for a bit as long as you dont wash off the oils. And its not strange...its just what we do. Eggs take a lot of energy to make afterall."

11:11 Inky blushes at Serilde's suggestion. "I don't know how I'd feel about eating one of your eggs, Serilde," she says, embarrassment audible in her voice. "But I guess that makes sense." One of the eggs sharing the tight space with her had gradually slipped lower, until it was nearly brushing up against her nethers, but the mare doesn't notice. "Those decorative things sound nice though!"

11:13 Serilde rolls her eyes as Inky gets embarrassede about it and moves a little bit more, casuing the egg's tip to press up into Inky's lips. "Well...I dont see what's so strange about it...Griffons share eggs often enough with friends. They're a bit of a delicacy in some parts. I think they're a bit eccentric though if you ask me...lots of work and all you do is display it."

11:14 Inky shrugs. "Yeah, but it'd be a neat memento! How many ponies have a saved egg from one of their best-- eeep!" The bat pony squeaks in surprise as the warm, slick egg presses into her lips, spreading her flower apart. Coated in Serilde's inner slime, it found little resistance and slipped in almost to the halfway point. The mare shudders and pants in the steamy chamber, letting go of the

11:15 Inky other egg, which slides down her slick chest and knocks into the one disappearing into her with a clatter.

11:16 Serilde shakes her head silently in disaproval as Inky goes on about the carved egg, finding such displays to a bit tasteless in her opinion. She starts when she hear's Inkys cry and blinks a couple of times. "Is everything alright in there? Please tell me you didnt break an egg...that would leave me runny for weeks..."

11:18 Inky moans softly in response, feeling the girth of Serilde's egg stretch her out as the muscular chamber forces it deep into the bat pony. A bulge under her fur travels up and into her belly, the smooth shape easily lending itself to slipping all the way inside. As she pants for breath in the humid organ, Inky rubs her newly swollen belly with a hoof -- somewhat apprehensive about breaking

11:19 Inky the egg inside her now too. "No, I'm okay, I just, um," she says, trying to figure out what to say. "I accidentally... One of your eggs slipped, and now it's in me." She blushes furiously and pokes gently at the firm shape in her middle. "So this is what it feels like?"

11:20 < Inky> (I am tempted to break an egg, but eggshells...)

11:21 < Serilde> (You should~)

11:22 < Inky> (but eggshells!)

11:23 < Inky> (what happens to the eggshells? They're pointy!)

11:24 < Serilde> (Sure...but eggshell skins... so they'll stick together. It would be a crush break rather than a pull apart.)

11:25 < Inky> (when do eggshells get hard? Maybe a not yet hard one comes down onto her and she breaks it)

11:26 < Serilde> (Well...how it works is a yolk is put into the oviduct, and as the yolk travels more and more calcium builds around it.)

11:27 < Inky> (travels / is held in place)

11:28 < Inky> (perhaps something stimulates her to release the next egg before it's ready?)

11:29 < Serilde> (Nah, crack her other egg, it'll be fine~ )

11:30 < Inky> (but otoh, extracting the crushed eggshell would be another fun thing to do)

11:31 < Inky> (I just don't want it to be Inky's fault, because then Serilde won't let her do this again)

11:32 < Serilde> (THis is sillies...that doesnt nessearily mean such)

11:33 < Inky> (fair enough, I suppose)

11:34 Serilde blinks again as she hears the batpony iniside of her as she explains, tapping a claw on the ground to as she waits. When Inky explains what happens she opens her mouth, stunned for a moment. "You...waht? Well...I guess thats the one you're going to keep. I'm certainly not gonna fish for it..."

11:35 Inky manages an embarrassed chuckle. "I guess so," she says. "Ack, I let go of the other one!" The bat pony twists around and tries to curl up more and grab the other egg from down near her tail. She grunts at the pressure inside her womb, but managed to get her hooves on the slimy ovoid. "Got it!" The mare relaxes inside Serilde's egg chamber, hugging the smooth egg to her chest harder than

11:36 Inky is prudent. "Um, about what you said about breaking eggs," she asks, thinking about the weight in her middle, "does that really happen? That sounds awful!" The optimistic pony doesn't even consider that the one she's holding might break.

11:37 Serilde begins to get up from where she is, when Inky's antics sends a shiver of pleasure though her body as the mare sturuggles to grab the egg, panting as she squirms around. "Woh...careful in there..." The griffon says before she feels the mare relax. "It doesnt happen very often...but it really stinks whent it does." Inky can feel her chamber swaying back and forth as the griffon makes her way towards her bed.

11:38 < Inky> (where are they, anyway? Serilde's home? Inky's home?)

11:39 < Serilde> (I...dont know...?

11:40 < Zuthal> (!choose Inky's home or Serilde's home :P)

11:41 < Serilde> !choose Inky's home or Serilde's roost

11:42 < BurpyHooves> Serilde: Serilde's roost

11:43 Inky giggles when she hears Serilde pant in pleasure. "Okay, I'll be careful," she says. The pony sighs happily as her 'room' sways from side to side, rocking her gently. "It's so nice to be close to you," she murmurs. Pressing a hoof into the plush wall, she rubs it gently in hopes of eliciting more purrs, though the sudden pleasure might come at a bad time.

11:44 < Inky> (I hope Serilde's roost has a shower!)

11:45 < Inky> (the biggest argument for Inky's house is that we actually know what's in it / how it'd laid out, lol)

11:46 < Serilde> (I'm sur eit has utilities and everything

11:47 < Inky> ( Serilde?)

11:48 < Serilde> (Oops, got distracted for a moment)

11:49 < Inky> (I'll bbiab at 5 pm for a thing, but it'll be less than 15 minutes)

11:50 Serilde snorts at Inky's giggles, trying to push the mare's amusement out of her mind. As she moves towards teh bed, she does smile slightly at the mares admission, "What...you like it in there better than my cr-eeeep" The griffon squeaks as another shudder runs trhough her body, this one more forceful than the first, causing the griffon to collapse, pressing the egg into Inky's chest.

11:51 < Inky> (collapse onto her bed?)

11:52 < Serilde> (onto the floor, she didnt make it, so its a little harder :P)

11:53 < -> Dusk is now known as Dusk|Food

11:54 Inky smiles and opens her mouth to say that yes, she does like it better than the formel's smelly crop, but she never gets to. The griffon's sudden fall leaves her weightless for a split second before her carrier lands on her belly. The impact drives the breath from Inky's body, winding her, and squishes the egg between her chest and the wall of the chamber around her. The bat pony's

11:55 Inky forelegs keep the egg from moving, trapping it to get crushed flat by Serilde's weight. The goopy contents spray outwards, covering the winded pony and the walls of the griffon's 'womb'.

11:56 < Inky> (done with the thing, that was quick)

11:57 Serilde pants, in a bit of a shock after the initial crash. Soon though, she feels a bit of pressure release as the egg suddenly becomes quite a bit smaller, though Serilde has yet to guess the reason. "H-hey, watch it in there...At least let me make it to the bed first." The griffon complains, shakily getting back to her feet, oblivious to teh mess that happened inside of her.

11:58 Inky spits out her mouthful of Serilde's raw egg yolk, thumping her chest as she tries to catch her breath. Thankfully the egg in her own womb had been cushioned enough to not shatter, and that sends a wave of relief through the bat pony. After she finally is breathing normally again, the mare struggles with how to tell the griffon about what happened. "Sorry," she says, "I didn't mean to

11:59 Inky make you fall!" The mix of egg white and egg yolk squishes around her, covering her fur. "But, um... when you fell," she says, trailing off.

12:00 < -> Dusk|Food is now known as Dusk

12:01 Serilde hops up on her bed and curls up on the covers as Inky's talking, once again putting weight on the mare and pressing more of the yolk and whites into her fur. When she hears Inky apologize and peter off the griffon frowns at the ends of her mouth and narrows her eyes. "Dont tell me that the eggs broke..." She says in a verry huffy voice.

12:02 < Inky> (do you want the egg in her to break too? :P )

12:03 < Serilde> (ill leave thast to you, im neutral)

12:04 Inky grunts as the griffon lays on top of her, but it's a steady pressure instead of a single impact, so she manages. The mare squirms uncomfortably as Serilde guesses what happened. "Y-yes, one of them broke," she says. "I'm really sorry! I'll help you fix it!" Her speech is more labored underneath the griffon's weight. The egg mixture has coated most of her body now, sticking to her coat.

12:05 Serilde scowls as Inky as she learns that the mare did indeed crack her egg and rolls onto her back to aleviate some of the pressure on the other egg. "That was the egg that's inside you right?" THe griffon asks hopefully, "I'd much rather you be runny than me...

12:06 < Serilde> "and I dont know how you could help otherwise...unless you can somehow mop it all up..."

12:07 Inky 's world suddenly flips over, leaving the bat pony dazed as she lays on her belly. The goop, which had slowly run down to the bottom of the plush chamber, now creeped back down, coating her again. "Nnno, it was the one out here with me," she says after a few moments. "I'm kind of covered in it now." She holds the flattened shell with one foreleg, not sure why it was staying together,

12:08 Inky but glad that it was all in one piece. "Um... what do you do when this happens?" she asks. "Do you like, wash it out?"

12:09 Serilde gives a long solomn sigh and stares up at the ceiling, slowly running a talon over the mare's body in her gut. "Well...when things like that unfortunatly happen...really there's not much to do other than wait for it to all run out...its a long and messy proscess..."

12:10 Inky arches her back into the rubbing talon, making Serilde's gut bulge out slightly. "There has to be a better way!" she says, full of confidence. "C'mon, let me out and I'll try to figure something out!" The bat pony's fur had soaked up a lot of the egg goop, but not all of it, and the poor mare was completely sodden with raw egg. "And it's a lot less comfortable in here now that I have to

12:11 Inky share it with a broken egg."

12:12 < Dusk> (I have to say that egg play is a newfound thing for me, and I like it)

12:13 < Inky> (I don't think egg play typically involves breaking the eggs ;) )

12:14 < Dusk> (No, I mean the whole situation with the eggs)

12:15 < Dusk> (The breaking of one didn't really do much, it's the rest of how you're treating the other one)

12:16 < Serilde> (See just retcon Nadine to being Ovoviviparous, which means she just carries the eggs to term, which is what some creatues do, and you have the best of both worlds.)

12:17 < Dusk> (I wasn't arguing)

12:18 < Serilde> (I was just saying~)

12:19 < Dusk> (No that I know this is my fetish, I will do my fetish)

12:20 < Dusk> (>.>)

12:21 Serilde hmmmphs as Inky calls to be let out and continues to lay there for a bit. "Well...I thought you liked it in there? Or that's what you said before..." Finally she sighs and decides to grant Inky some reprieve. "Fine...but I'm not laying you on my bed...that sounds a bit too messy with you covered in egg..." The grifon slowly rolls off of bed, inverting Inky a couple times as she slides off.

12:22 Inky rolls her eyes as she listens to Serilde debate letting her out. "I'm offering to help you get rid of all this egg," she says, with a little prod of the walls around her to punctuate it. "I thought you didn't like being full of egg!" When Serilde rolls off, she rolls over Inky, making the bat pony grunt, then groan as she's swung around upside-down. "Ooog... easy on the rolls there,"

12:23 Inky she says from the griffon's hanging belly.

12:24 Serilde grunts as she feels the mare sagging down in her gut once more as her belly hangsl low. "Well we're out of bed, and I'll be pushing you from there soon, so you wont have to worry about that for long." She responds, sounding a little bit grumpy. The formel slowly makes her way to the shower with short heavy steps and hops inside. "Well...I still dont see how you're going to manage to get it all out..."

12:25 Inky oofs as the formel hops into her shower, jostling her in the extra-slimy space. The bat pony frowns as she hears Serilde's grumpy voice, and gently presses a hoof against the wall of her chamber again. "I'm sorry," she says, "I'll do something to make it up, okay? Anything you want!"

12:26 Serilde takes a squatting position and grunts as she tries to get the muscles around Inky to cooperate. "Well...we'll fingure that out when we're done here...But for now...lets concentrate on getting you out..." The muscles begin to grip and contract around the mare, slowly edging her and the broken eggshell towards the exit.

12:27 Inky nods. "Okay!" She holds the broken egg to her chest with her forelegs, doing her best to keep and point edges from being exposed. As the muscles tighten around her, she makes a more defined bulge in the griffon's belly. Each squeeze nearly drives the breath from her. Her rump presses against the exit to Serilde's egg chamber, then slips through, starting the laying process. Inky keeps

12:28 Inky her hindlegs held tight to her belly as she's slowly squeezed lower, traveling down through the tight passageway. Some of the egg mixture dribbles out first, pooling in the tub.

12:29 < Inky> (what do you think Serilde would make Inky do if Inky owed her "anything she wants"?)

12:30 < Serilde> (I dont actually know...)

12:31 < Inky> (hmmmm...)

12:32 < Inky> (Maybe she'd want to have Inky pretend to get hunted by her :V )

12:33 Serilde grunts and pants as she feels more and more of the mare slide out onto the floor of the rectangular shower with some of the yellow yolk squirting out behind her. Inky, however, is much bigger than any egg she can make and forces the formel to stand in order to push the rest of her out, leaving a yellow stained bat pony laying on the hard floor. Serilde pants with deep heavy breaths, doing her best to recover from the eshurtion.

12:34 Inky grunts each time Serilde's muscles clench around her and push her towards the outside world, further mashing the egg into her face and fur. Despite Inky's size, the griffon was at least somewhat practiced at egg-laying and doesn't have too much trouble getting her out. As she sprawls out on her back on the hard, cold floor, the bat pony takes a deep breath of fresh air. A blush comes to

12:35 Inky her face as she stares up at Serilde's gaping nethers, which still slowly dribbled the yellowish egg mixture into the tub. "I, uh. I got the eggshell," she offers after a minute, unwrapping her sticky forelegs from her chest to show the flattened egg. The mare was entirely coated in the yellow goop, her mane and tail slicked back and stuck to her body.

12:36 < Inky> (and she has the bulge of an egg in her belly too, I forgot about it)

12:37 < Inky> (one of these silly RPs, you should have Serilde refuse to let her out, and just keep her inside all day)

12:38 < Serilde> (Sorry, dealing w/ parents, back now_

12:39 Serilde after a minute or so after having pushed Inky free, she wiggles her butt to slear it of any slime linking her to the mare, and then grimaces as she feels the eggy substance dripping from her nethers. "I guess that's good at least...I was dripping for a week last time I lost one and the shell is the worst if it breaks apart." The griffon reaches over and turns on the shower head, which was aiming at Inky, blasting her w/ cold water.

12:40 < Serilde> (and now I gotta do dishes.)

12:41 < Inky> (ok)

12:42 Inky blushes even more as she watches Serilde wiggle her catlike rump, breaking the strands of egg mixture linking her head to the pink flower. "A whole week?" she says, flabbergasted. "There has to be some way to clean you out faster!" The bat pony looks down at her own sticky body, and makes a face. "Looks like I soaked up a lot myself, so even if we can't, it shouldn't take so long this

12:43 Inky time." She idly rubs a hoof over the lump in her belly, marveling at the feel. When Serilde turns on the water, it catches Inky by surprise, and she squeals. "EEE! That's c-c-cold!"

12:44 Serilde turns to look down at Inky and frowns at how covered she looks. "Ewww...I cant beleive you got yourself all covered like that...you're looking a little yellow there." The griffon remarks, before finding the egg inside Inky with a talon and applying pressure, though not enough to actually burst it. "Ya...well if we're going to get you to suck more out, you're gonna have to be all clean and dry."

12:45 Inky shivers under the cold stream of water, rubbing her fur to try to clean herself off. "I d-didn't think you would fall," she protests. "I didn't want to get covered in your egg!" The shuddering mare twitches when Serilde pushes on the lump in her belly. "C-Careful," she says, "don't break that one too!" The bat pony rolls to her hooves, the egg hanging below her, and shakily stands up.

12:46 Inky "C-Can't you make this warmer?" she pleads.

12:47 < Inky> (I assume Serilde is considering using her like a living sponge, more or less?)

12:48 < Serilde> (Yep.)

12:49 < Inky> (excellent.)

12:50 < -> Zuthal is now known as Zuthal|Away

12:51 < Inky> (it's your post, btw, Serilde )

12:52 Serilde reaches over and turns the knob up a bit with a nod. "I...suppose I can, though I must say I find cold showers much more refreshing than hot ones." She grabs a rag off the bar mounted to the side of the shower and begins to scrub the egg off of Inky, causing heavy bits of yellow to pull free of her fur. "Well...if it did happen...I suppose you'd just get to feel what it's like to lose an egg..."

12:53 Inky relaxes gratefully when the water warms up, putting and end to her shivering. "Maybe to wake you up, but I'm plenty awake and this is gonna take a while to clean off!" The bat pony grabs another rag and starts to help, wiping off her face and chest. "I don't want to lose an egg," she says, her ears flattening. "I mean... it's not mine, so that's not really it, but I still don't want

12:54 Inky to!"

12:55 < Inky> (brb grabbing food)

12:56 Serilde shakes her head in disaproval, but gets the temperature up to where it's slightly warmer than body temperature as she scrubs the mare, pulling off globs of the sticky substance. "I like a nice cold shower any time honestly. I hardly use the hot water for showers." The griffon snickers at Inky's words, "Well its not losing an egg losing an egg, so it doesnt matter if its mine or yours. Here it'd be the same effect."

12:57 Inky gently rocks back and forth from Serilde's rough scrubbing, wincing as the sticky gunk pulls at her coat. "The hot water is helping to loosen it up, too," she points out grumpily. "And regardless, I don't want that egg to break in me, okay?"

12:58 < Inky> (do you really want Inky with dribbling from her that badly, Serilde? :V )

12:59 < Inky> (...with egg * )

13:00 < Inky> (I accidentally a word)

13:01 < Serilde> (Nah, but Serilde is having fun teasing her. If I wanted it to actually break, I'd have broken it :B)

13:02 < Inky> (an eyass with her first clutch, how cute :V )

13:03 < -> Marine is now known as Kassc

13:04 < Inky> (so apparently the etymology of all these falconry terms are totally silly)

13:05 < Serilde> (Oh?)

13:06 Serilde giggles and rakes her tallons through Inky's tail, doing her best to pull out all the sticky substances so that it could be used for its true purpose, a mop. "Oh come now, I'm just teasing...and you're not the one who will be dripping egg for a week..."

13:07 Inky lets out some noises of discomfort when Serilde runs her talons through her tail, the claws catching on tangles and snagging to yank on the hairs. "It's hard to tell sometimes," she protests. "And I'll make that up to you somehow! I promise!"

13:08 < Inky> (Inky hasn't figured out what Serilde's plan is, so once she's all clean and dry I think her reaction will be amusing)

13:09 Serilde brushes through them a couple times before deciding that they were egg free enough before turning to her mane, trying to speed the process along. "Hopefully we can get this all out of me without it taking a week for starters...And then we can talk about other things."

13:10 Inky nods. She uses her rag to clean off her wings, working the egg out of the tiny hairs. "I'm sure we will!" she says brightly, over the noise of the shower. With their combined efforts, the mare is quickly clean enough for her intended purpose. She doesn't notice or comment on the lack of use of shampoo, as the bat pony was rather lax with it herself.

13:11 Serilde nods in aproval as Inky gets basically cleaned off and shuts off the water, begining to nudge the mare out of the shower. "Alright, I think we're all good here, lets just get you all dried off...and maybe you should lay your egg before we get out."

13:12 < Inky> (I'm gonna pause for a bit to finish up some hw before 9pm)

13:13 < Serilde> (Sure)

13:14 < -> Dusk is now known as Nightengale

13:15 Inky shakes herself dry once the water's off, splattering the curtain and wall with water. "Oh? Oh, yeah," she says, a blush coming to her face. The mare squats down in the tub and concentrates, but nothing seems to happen. She pushes at the lump in her belly and grunts with effort, but can't seem to get it to move. "I, um, I might need some coaching on that," she says sheepishly.

13:16 < Inky> (I'm back, Serilde )

13:17 < Serilde> (Woo!

13:18 Serilde watches with interest as inky squats and then fails to push the egg out. "I thought you took ponies up there often enough...how can you not get an egg out?" The formel reaches down and puts a talon on the top of the egg, trying to work it backwards. "Just breath and push..."

13:19 Inky gets a shifty look and her blush deepens. "Well, they can help," she says in an attempt to defend herself. As Serilde pushes on the firm bulge, she can feel it shift as Inky's inner muscles finally get a grip on it and start to work it out of her. The bat pony pants and grunts as she pushes, the bulge traveling downwards until the off-white egg crowns between her legs. Once it's gotten

13:20 Inky started, it's easy for her to push it the rest of the way out, her marehood stretching over the egg as she lays it into the tub. "Okay... that was fine," she says, still panting a little. "It was kinda nice, though..."

13:21 < -> Tihan is now known as Tihan|Noms

13:22 Serilde rolls her eyes and helps to push the egg out, glad when it looks like the mare finally has it. She looks down at the egg which was roughly half the size of a ponies head as it splays out onto the ground and grins, "See, I told you that wasnt too bad. And we dont want it breaking in a minute."

13:23 Inky reaches for a towel and starts to dry herself off, rubbing over her face and chest before dealing with her mane and the rest of her body. "Why, what's happening in a minute?" she asks, not having figured out what Serilde's plan is.

13:24 Serilde smiles at the mare and grabs another towel to help her get all dried off. "Well, we're going to get me cleaned out of all this egg right? And you're gonna help quite a bit." She was noticably dripping a little bit onto the floor even still.

13:25 Inky nods. "Yeah, of course," she says happily. "But I don't get why that might have broken the egg!" With the two of their combined efforts, the younger bat pony is quickly dried off and ready for her duty as a mop.

13:26 Serilde sets the towel aside and turns to face away from Inky, lifting her tail to expose the angular patch on her backside, where there was a glistening drip that ran from her tunnel. "Well...because you need to go in and mop up more of that egg. Hopefully it will only take a couple trips before you come out all clean and I wont have to worry about leaking egg forever," she explains, with a little bit of a grin on her face as she looks back at Inky.

13:27 Inky takes a step back as Serilde presents herself to her. "Wait, what?" she says, incredulous. "You want to just use me like a mop?" The mare eyes the triangular entrance, the bright yellow yolk dripping from it showing that there was still plenty to clean inside the griffon.

13:28 Serilde sighs as Inky seems a bit hesitant to help out and gives her a harsh look, narrowing her eyes. "I thought you'd do anything to help me make sure I dont have to go through that after you broke an egg? Was that not true then?"

13:29 Inky lets out a tiny eep when the griffon glares at her, and quickly shakes her head. "Nono, I'll do it, I was just surprised is all!" She steps forwards and sits behind the griffon, staring at her flower. After a moment's hesitation, the bat pony rubs at it with her forehooves, gently pushing them into the slick tunnel and then pulling them apart to spread Serilde wide.

13:30 Serilde gasps as she feels Inky pressing her hooves against the sensitive flesh and then shudders as she's spread apart, begining to pant from the sensations running through her. "O-on second thought...let me lay down first..." the griffon says, before slowly easing herself to the ground so she wouldnt topple again.

13:31 Inky does her best to keep her hooves still as the griffon lays down, waiting until she's situated before progressing. The bat pony leans down to the spread opening and peers inside, noting with a frown the trail of yolk dribbling out from inside the griffon. She sighs before pushing her forelegs deep inside Serilde, enough for her muzzle to press against the formel's stretched entrance.

13:32 < -> Tihan|Noms is now known as Tihan|MC

13:33 Serilde lets out a low moan as Inky begins to press in, shivering as mare's snout goes into her tight tunnel. The formel's heart beats quickly, pounding away as Inky's movements stimulated her. "Oooohhhh," she moans, enjoying and yet at the same time feeling a bit indignant at the fact that the mare was providing her such pleasure.

13:34 Inky 's head slips into Serilde, plunging her into darkness with the griffon's pounding heart loud in her ears. The mare smirks, knowing that Serilde hated to admit how much she liked it when she did this, and wiggles to stimulate her even more. Her forehooves press into the griffon's egg chamber, and Inky digs them into the soft walls, pulling with her front legs and pushing off with her

13:35 Inky back legs to thrust herself deep into the griffon's body. The large griffon's tunnel was forced to slurp all the way down to the pony's hips.

13:36 < -> Nightengale is now known as Dusk

13:37 Serilde begins to let out a series of soft eagle like cries as she feels her mind overwhelming with pleasure. The griffons tunnel secrete's more fluids as her lips swell from the growing arousal. Steadily the contraction squeeze aroudn the mare, drawing her furhter in.

13:38 Inky 's hindlegs wiggle in the air, no longer able to reach the ground. The bat pony finds it hard to get another good grip in the griffon's slimy womb, relying entirely on her muscles to pull her the rest of the way in. Even from deep inside the formel, she can hear her cries of pleasure, and giggles. She suspected those wouldn't be the last before they were done cleaning Serilde out. Her

13:39 Inky legs brush against the increasingly puffy lips of the griffon, mushing into them and occasionally the nub hidden below them.

13:40 < -> Seaward_Skies is now known as Seaward_Away

13:41 < Inky> ( Serilde )

13:42 Serilde arches her hind legs up to help get the mare in quicker as pleasure racks her body. Soon she lets out a loud scream as her tunnel clenches tight, squirting a bit of her cum over the bathroom as Inky is pulled the rest of the way in. The formell collapses again from the waves of pleasure, letting her tongue hang out of her beak.

13:43 < -> Dusk is now known as Nightengale

13:44 Inky grunts when the tunnel squeezes tight around her lower body, quickly forcing the rest of her into the griffon's slimy womb. Her tail is slurped up under the griffon's own and vanishes, the only sigh of Inky being the dazed look of pleasure on Serilde's face and the bulge in her gut. Inky giggles and prods at the walls around her. "I don't remember you being that noisy the first time,"

13:45 Inky she teases, before starting to squirm. The bat pony rubs her body all over the walls surrounding her, doing her best to soak up the egg mixture coating the womb -- and also knowing that it would probably stimulate Serilde a lot more than she cared to admit.

13:46 < Nightengale> (What is formell my dictionary doesn't have that word in it)

13:47 < Serilde> (Formel = female hawk/eagle)

13:48 < Serilde> (tis a falconry term, Eyass is a kid, and males are Tiercels

13:49 < Nightengale> (Oh ok. Was confused)

13:50 < Serilde> (Which I thing fits well for griffons ^^

13:51 Serilde clenches her claws agains the tile floor as yet another wave wracks her body, trying to claw into the ground. Her panting picks up as she feels the mare moving inside and stimulating her. "Just...shush...You're just being squirmy and stuff and it feels weird," She responds through heavy pants, very much obviously enjoying it. "Just hurry up and tell me when you're coated."

13:52 < Nightengale> (I prolly won't use them in my rps)

13:53 < Nightengale> (Who knows)

13:54 Inky has been well coated for a while, and switches to just rubbing the walls around her with her hooves and grinding her back against the other side of the chamber, trying to stimulate Serilde more than she is trying to soak up the egg. "It sounds like it feels good," she says. "Is that why you were so reluctant to let me out earlier?" The bat pony grins, knowing from experience just how

13:55 Inky good this felt.

13:56 Serilde falters as she hears Inky's accusation and shakes her head, responding indignatly, "N-no! Thats not wh-creeeeeeeeee" she calls, her words devolving into an eagle call as Inky pushes her over the edge again, causing the muscles to squeaze and ripple around her.

13:57 < -> Kassc is now known as Naisol

13:58 Inky giggles to herself at Serilde's attempted protest, finding the amount of control she had over the larger griffon incredibly amusing. "I'll take that as a yes!" she crows, relishing in this crack in the formel's steely front. She keeps up the massaging, though it's harder with the chamber squeezing and rippling around her body, working the egg into her fur. If the griffon really clamped

13:59 Inky down with her muscles, she could probably hold Inky practically immobile and keep her from tormenting her so, but the squirming bulges in her gut felt so good!

14:00 < -> Nightengale is now known as Dusk

14:01 Serilde takes rapid shallow breaths as inky played around inside of her. She tries to clenche her tunnel tightly around the squirming mare as her complete lack of control over thie situation was discomforting to the formel. "Ugh...but no...Are you good and coated yet?" The griffon finally manages to get out, finding the sensations having lessened despite her body's betrayal.

14:02 Inky 's giggles turn into full blown laughter. "I've been coated for a while, silly!" she says brightly, not pausing in her movements. As Serilde tries to clench down on her, she finds her movement more and more restricted until the griffon's hot walls are squeezing around her body tight, holding her practically still, though probably not after coaxing one last orgasm out of the flustered

14:03 Inky formel. "You're holding me... really tight," she gasps out, trying to struggle and not making much progress.

14:04 Serilde gives one more final scream as another wave of pleasure flows through her before she can finally relax. She takes a number of deep breaths as she reaches lucidity once more, pushing the created by Inky's movements asside. "Awhile...? You were supposed to let me know when you were done, not try and squirm around and enjoy yourself in there..." She complains and then follwos up with, "Well thats what you get for torturing me so much."

14:05 Inky hmphs. "It sounded like you were enjoying yourself a lot more than I was," she says. "I saw that grin when you told me to climb back in here! You can't have thought it wouldn't have felt good!" The bat pony still can't move, her body forced into a tight ball by the squeezing pressure of Serilde's egg-laying muscles. She barely made a bulge in the griffon's belly when she was squeezed

14:06 Inky like this.

14:07 Serilde continues to breathe deeply, trying to keep from Inky's movements from getting to her. Soon the formel gets back up, moving back into the tub, and squats down to lay Inky once more. "S-still...I think what you did was a bit unnecesary. I can get to myself well enough..." She protests, insisting on her self reliance.

14:09 Inky rolls her eyes at the griffon's stubbornness. "You're just mad I found a way to have some fun with what you thought was a punishment for breaking your egg," she says, before the griffon's muscles clamp even harder and keep her from speaking. The pony had been forced into a tight ball in the formel's egg-womb, and when Serilde starts trying to lay her, she doesn't get a chance to uncurl.

14:10 Inky The griffon's powerful muscles shove Inky into the griffon's tunnel while she's still curled up, stretching Serilde much more than before. It feels like trying to lay an enormous egg.

14:11 Serilde grunts and groans as she feels the large ball of mare traveling through her insides till it came to press against her lips. She makes noises of near pain as she forces the tightly squished mare through her hole. Slowly Inky manages to come free, plopping to the ground with a crash, but it leaves the griffon out of breath standing there. "No...thats not it at all..." She says, blushing a bright shade of pink under her cream feathers. "Now...get yourself cleaned up so that we can go for a round two."

14:12 Inky feels like she's probably bruised by now as the griffon's muscles force her onwards. The bat pony teeters on the edge of Serilde's puffy lips, stretching them almost painfully wide, before she finally pops out. She sprawls out on the tub, relishing the ability to move her legs again, and takes deep breaths of the fresh air. The bat pony was yellow again, though not as vibrantly as the

14:13 Inky first time. She chuckles to herself as she turns to see Serilde out of breath and blushing with her egg tunnel still agape. "All right, all right," she says brightly, cracking her joints as she stretches before turning on the water. "So eager for round two already, huh?" she teases.

14:14 < Inky> (this time, I think Serilde shouldn't let her move as much. Shove her in, and hold her still while she works the last bits of gunk into her fur with her talons)

14:15 < -> Dusk is now known as Sleep

14:16 Serilde hmphs and turns her beak up and flicks her tail backwards, twacking it against the gooey mare before hopping out of the shower. "Well, if you're going to be like that, I'll just let you clean yourself up." she closes the door behind her and takes a seat on the ground, dripping egg, though at a much slower rate than it'd been before, though the constant dripping from arousal, a scent which hung in the air, added quite a bit to the volume.. "Well. Hurry up, before I make too much of a mess."

14:17 Inky seems unruffled, as this coating was much runnier and needed a lot less scrubbing to get out with the water. "Okay!" she says cheerfully. The bat pony takes a few minutes to fully scrub herself clean and dry herself off, then trots out of the bathroom with a smile on her face. She immediately encounters the smell of Serilde's arousal, wrinkling her nose at the strong scent. "Wow, it

14:18 Inky smells like griffon in here," she says. Eying the small puddle that had formed under Serilde, she grins. "Are you sure this is helping? It looks like you're leaking more now!"

14:19 < Inky> ( Serilde )

14:20 Serilde tries to push her arousal out of her mind as she waits for Inky to get done with her shower, but it certainly wasnt terribly easy to do and she was never fully successful at the task. When the mare comes back into the mane room and makes that comment, she growls loudly in frustration. "Yes...maybe...I think there's less egg coming out now anyways, even if the puddle is bigger. Now, step a little closer woudl you? I'll hold the reins this time.

14:21 < Inky> ("What are 'reins'?" :V )

14:22 < Inky> (kidding, mostly)

14:23 < Serilde> (Hey, spike had reins in one fantasy

14:24 Inky willingly steps forward, not quite grasping what Serilde meant by holding the reins. "I'm happy to help, Serilde," she says with a grin.

14:25 < Inky> (s' true)

14:26 Serilde lays her hindlegs backwards and squeezes them around Inky's shoulders before retracting them, shoving Inky facefirst into her eager dripping lips without any warning. She repeats this same motion, grunting and panting as she slowly presses the mare in. Serilde is preapred for her struggles this time and clenches her walls tight, trying to prevent Inky form causing nearly as much damage as she's drawn back in. Serilde still cant help herself and pants and moans as Inky's fur brushes against her walls.

14:27 Inky yelps in surprise as the griffon's catlike hindpaws grab her shoulders and yank her forwards, silencing her yelp with a wet squelch. The mare tries to struggle, but finds the griffon's walls gripping her like a vice. With Serilde actively pushing her in, it doesn't take long before the mare's head makes it into the relatively open space of her womb. "Serilde!" she squeaks, indignant as

14:28 Inky the rest of her body was still held tight or struggling uselessly outside the formel's body.

02:20 Serilde moans softly as she feels the mare sink ever deeper, but this time she was in complete control, keeping her tunnel squeezing tight so that the mare cant'shift around too much. With a little bti more force, the mare slips completly inside her warm nethers once again.

02:21 < Serilde> (Dammit)

02:21 Serilde relaxes her muscles slightly around the mare, finding her unable to control her in any fine tuned way to force her fur to soak up more egg.

02:22 < Inky> (she has to use her talons on the bulge! I'll make Inky not be helpful first)

02:25 Inky hears a muffled moan from outside, and redoubles her efforts to struggle. They prove fruitless, and her hindlegs vanish into Serilde's dripping flower with a wet slurp. The tight passage quickly forces all of her into the formel's womb, still lightly coated in egg. "What was that about?" the bat pony asks, making no effort to move around and soak up the egg. "You don't have to just shove me in here!"

02:26 < Inky> (asks in a loud, complainy voice)

02:29 Serilde 's heartbeat picks up as Inky reaches her womb, leaving the formel gasping and panting and then squeeaes her hard once more. "Well...I had to take control, or else you were going to be super naughty again. Now just sit tight nad be a good mop." The griffon puts her clawws on the bulge and puts pressure down against me mare, trying to rub her fur into her walls.

02:32 Inky balks at the explanation. "Naughty?" she repeats. "Just for making it fun for us both? That's-- mmph!" The slick walls squeeze tight around her, interrupting her argument. The bat pony feels pressure from outside shoving her against the walls of her prison, turning her over and rubbing her absorbent fur into the slimy flesh surrounding her. Muffled grunts and complaints come from Serilde's bulging belly as she kneads her womb, getting Inky well coated in the last of the egg.

02:34 < Inky> (hmm, how should Serilde punish Inky for being so uppity earlier?)

02:35 < Serilde> (I bet she tastes good covered in egg yolk :P

02:37 < Inky> (probably :V)

02:38 < Inky> (would also be fun for her to stuff her back in and stay mostly clenched so Inky can't stretch out, and then encase her in an egg overnight :o )

02:40 < Inky> (you should make Serilde get a little carried away with shoving Inky around :o )

02:42 Serilde gives a slight giggle as she hears the mare's words get cut off and continues to press her aroudn the dark chamber despite the fact that the mare had sucked up as much as she could once again. Serilde's movemetns get a little harder as she uses Inky liek a toy, causing her to scree again as she squirts out more of her feminine nectars.

02:46 Inky feels herself get shoved around harder, her face mashed into the supple wall of Serilde's womb. She is can hear the griffon's fast heartbeat in her ears, and her nose is full of the scent of the formel's arousal. Another clench and a screech from outside lets her know that the griffon had just gotten off again. Shoving out with her forelegs to make room for her muzzle, Inky yells "Let me out! My fur is soaked, it can't hold any more!"

02:49 < Inky> (I think it'd be amusing to trap Inky somewhere she used to like)

02:51 < Serilde> (Ya, I think it might be fun as well.)

02:53 Serilde pants harder as she comes off her orgasm, relaxing her body momentarily. When she turns to look at the splotch she notes that there's no egg yolk among the fluids, meaning she's free of its gunk. "Oh, I thought you were having fun in there? You seemed to have liked it minutes ago. I'll let you get comfy~" She says, rolling over onto her back. Her tail lashes about back and forth excitedly.

02:58 Inky takes a deep breath of the griffon's heady inner atmosphere as the walls finally relax, letting her stretch out. Lumps and bulges shift under Serilde's fur as her occupant tries to get comfortable, even as her world flips upside down. "I don't like being used like that," she protests, pushing a hoof out at the stretchy chamber. "And now I'm all sticky with your egg! I don't want to relax in here like that!" The mare feels around for the exit, flipping herself over and pushing her hooves against the griffon's cervix.

03:02 < Inky> (maybe she doesn't even let Inky out this time?)

03:02 Serilde shrugs when ehs hears Inky's crys and pushes a talon to knead against her moving bulges. "Oh, well...I think you make a great mop, and besides, you broke my egg. I think you owe me a bit." She feels Inky begin to press herself against the cervix and squeezes her muscles tight once more to prevent the escape. "Nah ah! You're in theere till morning. Its not like the yolk will dry whiel you're in there."

03:02 < Serilde> (I was way ahead of you)

03:06 Inky pushes back at the talon, unsuccessfully trying to keep Serilde from grinding the dripping walls against her. "But," the mare starts to say, before the griffon clenches her powerful egg-laying muscles around her and immobilizes her. The bat pony's form is outlined in Serilde's belly as the muscles squeeze close around her. "Till... Morning?" Inky gasps, finding it hard to breathe.

03:09 < Inky> (I sort of want to do a brief timeskip where we imply Serilde ran an errand with Inky compressed inside her)

03:10 < Serilde> (Nope this isnt working...I'm gonna crash for the night, or I'll fall asleep mid post)

03:10 < BurpyHooves> (See you in 10 minutes or so Serilde)

03:10 < Serilde> (Hopefully later though.

03:10 < Inky> (aww, I don't get a post? D: )

03:10 < Serilde> (Okay)

03:11 < Inky> (<3 Serilde)

03:11 < Inky> (ignore the timeskip thing)

03:12 Serilde pats down on the bulge and relaxes again, getting to er feet as her lower belly sways back and forth over to the bed. "Yep, till morning. You feel so nice in there~ ANd it inst like you've not had ponies in you that long," she counters, stretching out in the bed now.

03:12 Serilde lets out a small yawn and pats the bulge. "Nowl...are you gonna cooperate for me? I'd hate for you to be uncomfortabe."

03:13 < Serilde> (Thats last post form me though. I'm closing my laptop.

03:15 < Inky> (gn'ight Serilde!)

03:20 < Inky> (glad we're continuing this, it's fun!)

14:59 Inky slumps back down in the slick chamber when it releases her, sliding to the bottom and rocking to and fro between the griffon's legs. "Well, I have, but I don't trap them," she protests, though the mare can think of some times where it was a little borderline. When Serilde climbs onto the bed, dragging her furred belly against the sheets, it elicits an oof from the mare stuck inside. "And what does it mean to cooperate?" she asks, squirming to get comfortable when Serilde rolls onto her side.

14:59 < Inky> (don't forget to change your nick, GyroTech :B )

15:00 < -> You are now known as Serilde

15:12 < Inky> (boop Serilde~)

15:13 < Serilde> (Ya...just about to write it)

15:17 Serilde looks down at her engorged belly and gives it a few pats, rolling onto her side to let it bulge out comfortably. "Well...I just want you to quite complaining and let me get to sleeee-aaaaaaahhhh" She explains, interupted by a yawn and closing her eyes. "You know its much better than the crop."

15:20 Inky rolls her eyes and hmphs. "Fine, I'll quit complaining," she grumbles. "And it is, except for the egg that I'm covered in!" The mare snorts, clearing her nose of the sticky fluids and letting her smell the heady scent of Serilde's womb again. She starts to squirm gently; by nuzzling and working her body into the silky walls surrounding her, she could dilute what was left of the yolk and trade being slimy and sticky for merely being slimy.

15:27 Serilde closes her eyes and tries to get to sleep, glad that the mare is finally playing nice when she begins to notice her plush walls getting attention, sending shivers of pleasure through her body and causing her to secrete even more fluids. "I-inky, what are you doing in there?" She asks, the panting audible in her voice as her heart also begins to pick up speed.

15:30 Inky could hear the individual beats of Serilde's heart at first, the organic noise carried through the thick flesh to sound loudly in the griffon's inner chambers. But after she starts to squirm and nuzzle at the walls, it speeds up into an almost constant beating around her, like white noise. The bat pony feels the walls around her getting slicker and continues her rubbing, trying to work as much of her body as she can against the smooth surfaces. "I'm washing the egg off," she says in a matter of fact tone, rolling her eyes as she hears the formel panting.

15:48 < -> Niv-Mizzet is now known as Flow

16:05 Serilde shudders under the continued assault and gives a low moan that echoes around Inky's chamber before she squeezes tight around the mare once more. "Well...stop that! You're getting a little too intimate down there...I told you I was trying to sleep," she scolds through her heavy panting.

16:08 Inky rolls her eyes even harder at the griffon's shuddering complaints. She keeps moving until Serilde forcibly puts a stop to her, crushing her legs to her belly with her muscular walls. "Intimate?" the bat pony wheezes. "You already used me like a toy!" Her scathing tone is mitigated only by the difficulty she has taking breath. "You don't have any grounds to complain about me getting too intimate!"

21:57 GyroTech continues to squeee her muscles around the mare and gives a half growl, finding it difficult to maintain a steady noise with the stimulation going on. "Well...maybe I did sort of...but that doesnt mean that you can continue to get me off once I'm done with it. Just let me get to sleep." The griffon grumbles, turning over in her bed and resting her lower body on the mare. As she tries to relax, her hips relax as well, giving Inky the ability to move again.

21:58 < -> GyroTech is now known as Serilde

21:58 Serilde continues to squeee her muscles around the mare and gives a half growl, finding it difficult to maintain a steady noise with the stimulation going on. "Well...maybe I did sort of...but that doesnt mean that you can continue to get me off once I'm done with it. Just let me get to sleep." The griffon grumbles, turning over in her bed and resting her lower body on the mare. As she tries to relax, her hips relax as well, giving Inky the ability to move again.

21:58 < Inky> (~)

22:03 Inky grunts as Serilde rolls on top of her, squishing her under the bulk of her lower cat half. This position couldn't be comfortable for the griffon in the long run, with her own weight pressing the lumpy form of Inky up against her insides. "And you're not even embarrassed about it," the bat pony continues, starting to squirm again as soon as she can. "Either let me out, or let me get myself clean! ...Well, clean as I can, using your weird griffon juice." The mare makes Serilde's belly slosh with her movements, sitting in a puddle of feminine nectars and egg yolk.

22:07 Serilde grunts and squims on top fo the moving bulge as she tries to get into a comfortable position, though that comfort wasnt terribly forthcoming. The formel gives a soft whine as Inky continues to call her out and shakes her head. "You wanted to mess with my eggs, so I let you co up inside of me. It was a favor for you, even if it felt nice," Serilde protests, moving her claw to her belly and rubbing it. She gives another moan as Inky resumes her movements, stroking all along the insides of her plush walls.

22:12 Inky cocks her slick ears, listening to the formel's muffled voice. "And that was fine! That was fun, I liked that," she says happily. "And I'm really sorry I broke one. But I wanted to help you get clean! You didn't have to shove me up in here, and now try to keep me overnight," she says, her voice cross. She keeps squirming, rubbing her slick body all over the warm walls and against the form of the claw outside. Eventually the bat pony decides she's clean enough and stops moving, leaving Serilde hanging right on the edge of climax. "But fine, now I'm clean enough. Go to sleep or whatever," she says, settling down as best she can in the cramped chamber.

22:12 < Inky> (Is Serilde gonna finish herself? can she reach? is she gonna ask Inky to move more? :BBB )

22:23 Serilde shudders and moans again soon after Inky continues to rub against her, using her claws against her as the griffon generates even more of her juices to dilute waht Inky was laying in. Her panting picks up speed and she rolls onto her belly to let the mare move around a little more. "Well this is punishment for you breaking that egg. You should have been more careful..." The formel says. When Inky stops she feels quite the itch and reaches a claw down to try and relieve herself, only to find it falling short. The griffon blushes and looks down at the lumpy bulge and says, "Umm...Inky...do you think you could...umm...like wiggle a bit more?" She askes in a soft voice.

22:27 Inky hmphs. "You were the one who fell," she points out. "Next time we should start on the bed, it'll be way safer." The mare is confused by Serilde's request, and pokes a hoof into the soft wall. "I thought you wanted me to stop wiggling," she says. The bat pony rolls over in her fleshy prison, giving the griffon some more stimulation but not enough. She had more room now, with the griffon laying on her side and allowing her belly to spill out onto the bed, but it was still quite snug.