An Internal Check-up

6 August 2015

10:07 Arta plays doctor with Serilde~

10:08 Serilde leans down and opens her beak wide for the mare to inspect her throat, going awwwww.

10:10 Arta , in orddr to inspect Serilde's throat, climbs inside the formel's beak

10:11 Serilde gives a little surprised squawk as she suddenly finds the pegasus forcing her hooves and then her head into her mouth. Her hot, humid, and fishy breath washes over the pony's head as the drool drips down onto her face.

10:14 Arta breathes in Serilde's fishy breath, shuddering with delight. "Well, your throat doesn't appear to be swollen or have any lesions, thank goodness! You've a very healthy throat, from what I can see. I'll need to check deeper though just to make sure I'm not missing anything."

10:16 < Arta> ( I can't play long, so we can't drag it out much, Serilde. Will have to make it succinct if we can )

10:17 Serilde brings her tongue up to carres the soft fur of the mare's mouth, taking in her wonderful cinamon taste hinted with a flowery sensation. As she feels the hooves press back into her throat, the griffon gives an involuntary gulp, pulling them down the tight tube. "Are-ul ou hair" She warns as the pony presses deeper.

10:18 < Inky> (Dr. Arta)

10:21 Arta feels herself get pulled deeper by Serilde's throat muscles, and she lets out a contented sigh. Her sigh turns to a moan, feeling the griffon's tongue taste her. /I hope I taste good for my 'patient'/, she thinks. "Hmmm, what was that? I couldn't make it out."

10:29 Serilde gives another gulp as she feels the mare squirming within her throat and gives another swallow around her, pulling the face of the pegasus into her slimy crop. The formel tries to speak again, but once again with a pony deep in her beak, all she managed to do was mutter something incomprehensible and put a couple of sharp pricks against Arta's back as the beak moved. The tongue squirms underneath the pegasus as she lays down, trying to relax her throat to let the mare proceed as needed.

10:32 Arta finds her head now in Serilde's crop. It was dark, but she peered at it as best she could. "Again, everything looks good in here...nice size, too, shows that you don't lack for food~" Arta purrs the word 'food', then wriggles forward, her neck and shoulders moving into the crop.

10:35 Serilde chirps a bit around the mare as he hears the words and gives a muffled laugh. She feels the mare pushing herself further in and gulps her down a little faster. Her soft feathery wings are drawn into the slimy neck, getting gunked up by the spit. Spotting a flashlight within reach, Serilde grabs it and softly inserts it into Arta's slit so that she could see a little better in the pitch black chamber.

10:36 < Arta> ( lol, stowing away a flashlight in her snatch )

10:37 < Serilde> (Only way to make sure it makes it down~)

10:42 Arta lets out a moan, feeling a cool, metal object slide into her pussy, her walls clenching around it. She wriggles forward some more, then presses her hooves against the crop wall for leverage, wriggling the rest of her in. Safely ensconced in the crop, Arta reaches between her legs, pulling the object free of her marehood, squealing softly as it slides free. "Oh...ah, a flashlight! Thank you!" She switches it on, shining the beam on the walls of the crop, giving it a look-over. "Mucus production is satisfactory, the membrane is a healthy colour..."

10:47 < Arta> ( Serilde, gotta pause for now, sorry. Chores. )

10:47 < Inky> ( Seeya later! )

10:48 < -> Arta is now known as Arta|Away

10:48 < -> Arta|Away is now known as Arta|Chores

11:06 Serilde gives a healthy purr as she fulls the mare pull herself a little deeper into her body. Her questing tongue moves over arta's supple nether lips, licking up a bit of their juices before continuing to swallow as she pulls herself in. Finally, she feels the mare's hoove reach up past her hooves and licks them over, getting them nice and slobbery before finally gulping them down with one last swallow, slurping up her tail. The formel rolls over onto her back and purrs loudly, adding to sounds of the rapid thumping of her heart and light breaths.

13:44 < ArtaChores> ( Unf, hotness )

13:45 < -> Arta|Chores is now known as Arta

13:51 < Serilde> (You should make a post and I'll respond when I can~)

13:53 < Inky> (Serilde aren't you driving :P)

13:53 < Serilde> (was filling up)

13:54 < PolyFill> (Terrible horse driving)

13:55 Zuthal (baps Serilde)

13:56 < Serilde> (I needed petrol. Not driving till like 5 minutes)

13:58 < PolyFill> ( Pft so you say)

14:11 Arta was only more aroused now from the teasing of Serilde's tongue, a brief lick on her nethers that started her engines, but now she had stalled in Serilde's crop. Arta drops the doctor facade (they both knew she just wanted an excuse to be swallowed), and relaxes in her new wet, rank environ. She can hear Serilde's heartbeat in her head, and the lewd squelching of saliva and mucus shifting around her body. She puts the end of the flashlight back into her pussy and starts fucking herself with it, using it as an impromptu dildo. "Unnhhh...gods, I love being in crops..." She murmurs, moaning quietly.

14:24 < -> Arta is now known as Arta|Away

15:22 < -> Arta|Away is now known as Arta

15:39 Serilde rumbles around the mare in her belly and brings her claws up to rub at the bulge of pegasus in her chest. "Ooh... You feel great in their doctor. Wiggle more to make sure that you can test the mucous production all over ~" the formel takes a deep breath and then swallows down a couple breaths of fresh air. One claw traces down her belly till it reaches her puffy lips and rubs the slick triangle.

15:44 Arta nods weakly at Serilde's urging. "Ahhhh...okay..." She starts to wiggle her body whilst playing with herself, the mucuous of the crop saturating every inch of her coat and hair, dripping down her face, her limbs, dripping onto her nethers too, adding unnecessary but welcome lubrication. Some of the mucuous drips into Arta's moaning open mouth, and she swallows it, tasting the strong flavour of the crop.

15:52 < -> Inky is now known as Squinky

15:54 Serilde takes in sharp panting breaths as the mare squirms around inside her crop, pleasantly massaging her muscles. The walls squeeze around the mare, pushing the fishy mucous into the mare's coat and forcing some down her mouth. The formel gives a loud moan as her claw plunges inside the slick tunnel sending a rush of pleasure though her body. Her heartbeat speeds up to a rapid pace, turning basically into white noise on Art's

15:54 < Serilde> Arta's ears

16:00 Arta , already finding the sounds of Serilde's body quietly deafening, finds it harder to hear what's going on outside as the griffon's heartbeat quickens, the sound consuming everything. Continuing to wiggle, she speeds up her pace with the flashlight, the handle thrusting in and out rapidly. "Ahh...mm...S-Serilde...we're both so /naughty/...ahhh...nggahh...ahhh!" All the sensation was just a little much for the pegasus, and she twitches and convulses as she cums, splattering her juices on the flashlight and into the crop.

16:07 < -> Arta is now known as Arta|BRB

16:07 < -> Tenno|Sleep is now known as Tenno

16:08 Serilde 's crest twitches as she hears the mare's words and shakes her head with an open grin. "I'm... Just... Getting... A... Check uuuuuuaaaaaah!" she cuts herself off with a moan as the claw massages her button. Her tunnel clenches around her talons as she squirms

16:08 < Serilde> Oops

16:11 Serilde 's crest twitches as she hears the mare's words and shakes her head with an open grin. "I'm... Just... Getting... A... Check uuuuuuaaaaaah!" she cuts herself off with a moan as the claw massages her button. Her tunnel clenches around her talons as she squirts her own juices out onto the floor. Another wave of pleasure rocks her body as she lets out a bird like screech. She continues to pant as her face goes soft and an expression of bliss crosses her beak.

16:14 < -> Arta|BRB is now known as Arta

16:15 < Zuthal> (Serilde: Napping, huh?)

16:15 < Serilde> (well not any more obviously)

16:17 < Zuthal> (You didn't nap at all, did you? Just jumped straight into RP)

16:18 < Serilde> (I napped for an hour)

16:25 < Arta> ( Mmm, I love it when griffons climax...so powerful! )

16:36 < Serilde> (indeed~)

16:40 < Arta> ( Serilde, do you do what Aldric does, swallow into the crop and then spit them back up later? )

16:40 < -> Arta is now known as ArtaPlushie

16:41 < -> Zuthal is now known as ZuthalPlushie

16:41 < Serilde> (canon Serilde would. But I can certainly come up with an excuse if you'd prefer.

16:41 < ArtaPlushie> ( No, tis fine. I'll stick with your canon )

16:44 < Serilde> (aww well alright then. I guess doctor arta won't get to inspect her stomach then :P)

16:45 < Squinky> ( the draw of canon is too strong! )

16:46 < Serilde> (but this isn't canon anyways xP

16:46 < -> Squinky is now known as Inky

16:46 < -> ArtaPlushie is now known as Arta

16:47 < Arta> ( Serilde, wait! I WANNA SEE THE STOMACH! 8D )

16:47 < Arta> ( Swallow meeee )

16:52 < Serilde> (:P)

16:54 < Arta> ( Later, though )

16:54 < Serilde> (alright~)

19:09 < Arta> You have the logs?

19:10 < Arta> I need to see where we were

19:10 < Arta> Also, did you want to incorporate scat into this?

19:11 < Serilde> Well disposal maybe :P

19:12 < Arta> Is that the only scat then that you like? Just curious

19:13 < Serilde> Don't have access to a copy paste, so enjoy ss:

19:13 < Serilde> http://imgur.com/a/MEXp3

19:13 < BurpyHooves> [ - Album on Imgur ]

19:14 < Serilde> I really only like scat as disposal aye, but depending it's not a turnoff

19:14 < Serilde> And remember, maybe make reference to her nurse costume we decided she was wearing

19:15 < Arta> So, Serilde just came then, last I see

19:16 < Serilde> Yep~

19:19 Arta wasn't surprised in the least that the two of them had cum so close together; they both found the situation to be incredibly hot. And for Arta, it definitely was hot, being held in the belly of the beast, her nurse blouse and cap soaked through as well as her fur. "Mm...well, the crop is good...uhh...but I think it would be prudent for me to check the stomach."

19:25 Serilde pants as she comes off her powerful orgasm and brings her talons to press against the bulge of her crop. The griffon gives a little laugh at the mare in her stomach and nods. "I'm glad you agree. I wouldn't let a nurse go down there without checking everything is working fine."

19:25 < Serilde> (oh okay :P I forgot you were usually willing. I was initially gonna have Serilde force arta to check the stomach)

19:26 < Arta> ( I'm always willing :3 )

19:28 Arta holds her cap to her head with one hoof, grasping the flashlight with her other hoof, then wriggles against the sphincter closing off the stomach. "A good policy, to be sure. A medical professional needs to make a thorough examination, after all!"

19:33 Serilde smiles and traces her talon over each lump before she closes her eyes and focuses on the crop. Soon the muscles clench around the mare ad force the slimy flesh against her fur, squeezing the front of the mare down her second throat. The hot sour smell of her gut wafts up to arta's nose, reminding her that the griffon was certainly a predator.

19:37 Arta didn't need the smell to remind her, but it was still a welcome reminder for her nonetheless. Having inured herself to the various smells of griffons, the sour smell doesn't faze or bother her. "Mmm...love that smell," she murmurs quietly. She wiggles with excitement, wanting to get to the stomach yesterday.

19:42 Serilde pushes a little harder, forcing her head down out of the sacred and through the tight tunnel ahead. She goes slow so that Arta can inspect the cavern, smiling at the feeling of her squirming in her gut. "Make sure everything is good all the way down. After a few moments, artas head pops into a slightly larger chamber, lined with a thick slime pooling at the bottom.

19:46 Arta has to go by feel as she slips through the tunnel, unable to 'examine' it any other way. As soon as her head pops into the stomach, Arta grunts, pulling her leg forward, flicking on the flashlight and shining it into the stomach. The sour smell was here in almost nauseating strength, flooding Arta's nostrils. "Unnhh...looking good...if you can get me fully in here, that'd be great."

19:48 < Serilde> (what about the flashlight xP)

19:48 < Serilde> (oh nvm

19:48 < Serilde> (I'm tired and dumb xP)

19:52 Serilde me keeps a claw on her crop as the bulges slowly disappear into her chest to reappear in her gut moments later. With much effort, Serilde finally pushes the clothed mare all the way inti the stomach. The walls squeeze tight and knead around her, making it difficult for Arta to move around. "Good, good, think we'll have to wait a bit to test everything." The air in the stomach was laced with acid spray and would burn arta's nose.

19:57 Arta , despite the stomach being bigger, found it even more constricting, the walls wanting to squeeze her, crush her, digest her. The farthest Arta had been was in a griffon's crop before, no griffon wanting to subject the lovely pegasus to their stomach, as that was certain death. Arta was not afraid, though. She was intrigued, excited, wanted to be in here. She begins to cough however, the acid spray flooding her nose and mouth. "Unnhh...burning...well...fluids are acting as expected, and the walls too..so tight."

20:04 Serilde purrs, rumbling her nurse as she squirms in her gut. The formel traces her hooves around the bulges that Arta made in her stomach. Soon the sack realizes that she has food in it and slowly begins to drip more acid in, pooling around the mare's body, slowly Rising. "Well... Sounds like you need some fresh air in there..." The formel swallows down some fresh air, which dilutes the acidic atmosphere a bit.

20:08 Arta gratefully gulps in the fresh air, the acid tide held back for now. "Oh...yes...thank you Serilde...even us nurses need to rely on the ones we examine." She notices that more of the acid fills the chamber, the pegasus feeling it stinging and biting at the skin underneath her cream-white coat. "Ahh...I declare...declare you to have a clean bill of health...now...now...l-lunchtime, I think."

20:15 Serilde laughs at arta's nonchalant statement, jiggling the mare around in the stomach. The formels stomach continues to flood, squeezing around her. The acid bites at her coat, starting as a gentle tingling that grows into a soft constant burn. "No, we don't know if I have a clean bill of health yet, gotta see how I actually handle a meal, and make sure it comes back alright

20:20 Arta grits her teeth, fighting her body's natural flight response...there was nowhere for her to fly anyway. And she had wanted this, after all. Accept it. Let it happen. Embrace it. "T-true...very true...well, I'll just...uhhh...owww....I'll just examine that then...go ahead and digessssst...ahhh..." The burning gets worse, and Arta feels her body start to go into shock. "Uhh...I'm...your meal."

20:21 < Serilde> (what does arta look like?)

20:25 Serilde feels a bit of pressure building in her stomach as the mare squirms lightly in her gut. A soft burp escapes her beak as gas leaves the stomach, plunging the mare completely into the acids around her. The formel lies back and rubs the slowly weakening movement with a smile on her beak. "indeed, you are a good nurse, making sure your patient is well taken care of.

20:27 < Arta> ( The best I've managed to describe her is like a female Feather Weight aged up as an adult, with glasses perched on her nose )

20:27 < Arta> ( Cute nerdy mare )

20:30 < Serilde> (same colours then?

20:30 Arta closes her eyes, letting the acids wash over her. It was quite painful, but in a strange way peaceful too. She squirms a little, her mouth open, acids pouring down her throat, there no air or gases left to breath. Once, twice, she twitches, then goes still, the walls clenching around her.

20:30 < Arta> ( Basically. Chestnut mane, cream-white coat )

20:44 Serilde feels the bulge in her lumpy stomach finally going still after a couple violent twitches. Serilde lets out a long sigh and closes her eyes, rolling onto her gut and squishing the lifeless form of her nurse. The stomachs activities takes much energy out of her. Slowly the griffon drifts off to sleep, steadily purring as she slumbers. Her stomach slowly contracts and shrinks, breaking down the mare over the course of the night. Groggily, Serilde wakes long after arta had been liquefied into chyme. The formel pats her gut and smiles. "Seems my stomach has a clean bill of health after all." a pressure in her chest reminds the griffon that she's gotta are care of what remains. As Serilde begins to cough and hack, she makes her way to the bathroom before hacking up a mass that consisted of a slimy dirty nurse outfit balled up with her creamy fur and tattered Feathers, decorated with chestnut hair, and surrounding a mound of broken bones. A foul acidic stench wafts up from the ball, filling the air with the smell of her insides. After she finishes, the griffon turns and lifts her tail, depositing a mass of brown sludge into the bowl, the last remnants of the mare. She flushes the toilet and turns away with a smile. "Seems like everything is working as designed, including ponies functioning as food.