A Mistake about Sizes

16 August 2015

00:35 < Mort> so, how should he get the dragon to go along with all of this

00:35 < Mort> ?

00:36 < Lyjzet> hmm so what if Lyjzet eats mort well, playfully~ As one tatzl does the other, and then Mort gets stuck when the shrink potion wears off

00:37 < Lyjzet> consider maybe that whatever shrunk him, may have taken away his fire breathing or w/e :P

00:37 < Mort> fair enough

00:38 < Mort> so, how will mr Mort end up getting gurgled?

00:39 < Lyjzet> obviously he gets stuck when the potion wears off. Also, the growing will severly limit the effectiveness of tatzl spit

00:41 < Mort> fair enough

00:42 < Mort> so, should I start or you?

00:50 < Mort> boop?

00:51 < Lyjzet> (Sorry Skies was demonstrating something to me xP

00:51 < Lyjzet> (Umm why don't you start~)

00:55 < Lyjzet> (He should start shrunk probably)

00:58 Mort was very anxiously and carefully moving around. He'd managed to slip out of his cave after some other slightly larger dragon tried to move in, but not before being hit with a vial of purple fluid. The broken glass did nothing with the vial hit his scales, but it did manage to get the fluid all over him, which pretty much instantly made him start to shrink down and stopped him from breathing fire. The dragon was very vulnerable until the effects of the potion wore off, and he'd be forced to sneak about and skulk until he was full sized and breathing fire again.

01:03 < Lyjzet> (Actually sorry, I'm getting to tired. We'll continue later ^^)

01:03 < Mort> [k

01:04 < Lyjzet> (Snuggles against the tasty little dragon)

01:04 < Mort> [nuzzles at the top of the tatzl pony's head.]

17:38 < Mort> boop]

02:17 Lyjzet wanders around the edge of the forest, looking for something interesting to do and doesn't notice as a similarly sized dragon slips near him. The stallion moves through a short hedge and trips right into the dragon, tumbling down into a tangled heap.

02:25 < Mort> [hello

02:30 Mort flaps his wings over and over and gets up of the ground the moment the pony runs into him. "H-hey!" he says, seeming very scared until he realizes the tatzl didn't seem to be a threat now that he was on the ground. "Um... are you alright?"

02:34 Lyjzet lays backwards, staring up at the creature with a confused look, tilting his head. They had wyverns back in his home country, the unintelligent relatives of dragons who occasionally preyed on tatzl's. The blue stallion scoots back and squeaks at the voice. "ya you can talk? But... But I've never seen a talking wyvern..."

02:36 Mort quickly landed down next to the pony and slowly moved close to him and expanded a clawed foreleg to help Lyjzet up off the ground. "Trust me, I'm not some beast. I'm a dragon." He says, seeming slightly offended by the comment and trying not to let it show.

02:39 Lyjzet sticks a tentacle out and wraps it around the proffered arm, twirling around it and getting it slimy as the tatzl pulls himself back to his feet. He then retracts the coil and smacks his split jaws, making a barely audible mmmm noise. " He then turns his head to the side and blinks at Mort." What's a dragon? You look like a wyvern to me. " ***

02:52 < Lyjzet> (boop?)

02:52 < Mort> [1 second, had to reboot

02:57 Mort makes a ಠ__ಠ face when he sees the coils, and tries to clean his arm by wiping it on his chest scales once the pony is on his feet. "I um... Basially a big lizard with wings and fire that has a mind... most of my kind of nothing short of true monsters though." He then raises his eyebrows. "I don't like to be thrown in with that lot though." ***

03:03 Lyjzet gives a little giggle as he sees the dragon wiping the spit off on his chest and shakes his head. Other creatures were so strange about such things. "Huh... The only lizards with wings I know don't blow fire, and tend to be a bit more... Hungry...towards my kind. What is your name, dragon?" ***

03:04 Mort Says "Mordichai, but you ca call me Morde, or Mort if you'd prefer." He says, "and trust me, I'm the kind to pounce on you like an animal."

03:07 Lyjzet gulps as he hears that last bit and narrows his eyes at the dragon. He glances back and forth, trying to size up his options and takes a step back. "No please don't... I'd rather not be...*gulp* lunch ***

03:13 < Mort> [ugh

03:13 < Mort> [I messed that up

03:13 < Mort> [meant to say "i'm not the kind"]

03:14 < Lyjzet> (I can't edit on mobile... Just like correct yourself in the next post :P)

03:14 Mort Says "Oh um. I meant to say I'm no the kind to do that thing I said I could do." he says, backing away a little and flumbling around awkwardly. "please do relax."

03:16 Lyjzet takes a deep breath and allows himself to relax some. He curls and twitches his long fleshy tail around. The pony was very strange for a pony, probably unlike anything he'd seen before. ***

03:19 Mort Says "If you don't mind me asking, what are you?" He raises an eyebrow at the question. "I've seen crystal ponies, bat ponies and the other three generic types, but what are you exactly?"

03:22 Lyjzet blinks at the dragon, and then turns to look at himself, flumping his tail around. "Me? I'm a tatzl pony, I come from way south... Those other ponies are weird for not having coils..." He says, bringing his own out to demonstrate. ***

03:23 Mort makes a squinty face and shifts his jaw around a little when he sees the coils, seeming confused. "Does that hurt at all?" He shifts a little closer to get a better look at them.

03:24 < Lyjzet> Nini

03:24 < Mort> [aww... night]

07:30 Lyjzet spreads his mouth out a little wider, splitting his bottom jaw in two as he fans all three of his coils out. They briefly tickle across the surface of the dragon, getting a sampling of his flavor once more, especially licking him across the snout. "Hurt? Nah, they're just like a leg, but easier to manipulate."

07:34 Mort seems a bit worried and tries to pull away from the coil as it licks over him muzzle "I um... you might be getting a bit too friendly with those." Lyjzet could get a taste of the Dragon's grape flavor.

07:39 Lyjzet lets out an irritated huff and turns his snout up and away at the dragon. "Hmmmph, I see you dont have respect for my cultrue at all. This is how we greet each other. Taste is just as important in one's hygiene as looks, otherwise, how are you going to find a mare who'll wanna swallow you, or a mare you'll wanna swallow?"

07:41 Mort Says "Um... sorry sir." He says, seeming a little worried he offended the pony now. "It's um... just that if we eat someone they tend to not come out looking like they did on the way down... is that different for you? I really don't understand how everything works for your kind of pony. I'm a bit ignorant on this."

07:44 Lyjzet scoffs at the notion and flicks his tail back and forth. "What? Eat another pony? No we just swallow them and cuddle them in our belly for a bit, or be cuddled inside. Its really quite nice. Then we spit them out later, all nice and safe."

07:47 Mort Says "Oh." he says "That um... actually sounds rather sweet." The dragon gets a little smile at that. This is why he prefers ponies more than his own kind. They usually were a much more kind crowd.

07:54 Lyjzet gets a little mischevious smile flash across his muzzle before he licks Mort a little more, tasting his face quite fully, pulling off a bit of the grapey goodness. "I can see you have the decency to make sure you taste good as well~" The tatzl says, stepping a little closer, and leaning against the dragon.

07:56 Mort makes a whimper at that, and tries to back away when he is licked. "I um... thank you I spose..." He mutters, seeming to get shy all of a sudden, and a little weirded out by the sudden licking all over his face. He doesn't know what to make of this, but he is clearly a bit anxious now.

07:58 < Mort> [i'm gonna go sleepy now

08:00 < Lyjzet> (alrighty :P)

22:44 < Mort> [boop]

21:49 Lyjzet giggles at the dragon's reaction and steps forward a little more, letting his tongues move down to his chest and back, licking over the glimmering scales and leaving a slighty foul smelling trail. "You know, you're almost good enough to eat actually, if you'd be comfortable with that."

21:52 Mort whimpers again and keeps backing away a little, before going still as he feels the coil's move around him. "I um.. I'm not too sure." He didn't want to offend. "Are you sure this is really safe?"

21:56 Lyjzet lets out a little huff as Mort refuses his offer and turns, picking up a large piece of fruit on the ground. "Sure you'll be safe, see?" The tatzlpony pulls the melon inside and gulps it down, creating a bulge in his throat that disappears into his stomach. About 30 seconds later, the tatzl pony reaches in and pulls the melon up, a little slimy, but no worse for wear. "You'll be just like that melon."

21:57 Mort whimpers a tiny bit. "I um... a-alright." He still seems uncomfortable, but doesn't object.

22:01 Lyjzet smiles at the dragon and lets his tongue trail all around the creature once more, stepping forward. "Just don't struggle too much and this will be easier on both of us. Plus, stomachs are nice and soft~" He says, splitting open his jaws in front of the dragon and revealing the pink tunnel beyond.

22:04 Mort gulps and shifts around all awkward like when he feels the tongues hit him, but holds still. He looks into the pony's mouth when it splits and makes a >_> face, but doesn't do a thing to resist. "J-just um... okay..."

22:11 Lyjzet curls one of his tongues around Mort's snout, wrapping it up tight so that he couldn't open it anymore. Another snakes around his chest, threatening to force his front legs against his body, and the last tentacle wraps loosely around the dragon's hind legs. Lyjzet steps forward, guiding the dragon's head into his dark slimy maw. Hot humid breath washes over him, smelling like a sickening mixture of fruit and meat, cleary the tatzl's diet.

22:21 Mort whimpers loudly and squirms a tiny bit as he's slowly reeled in. He doesn't resist, though Lyjzet can feel the dragon shake a little. He is trying his best not to panic, and closes his eyes as his head and snout are slowly pulled into the pony's maw. "MMMMmmmmm!" He makes another whimper when he smell's the breath, and tries his best to ignore it.

22:26 Lyjzet pulls Mort's head up against the back of his slimy dark throat and swallows, sending the tip of the dragon's head inside. The throat walls convulse, pulling the creature deeper down the tatzl's gullet as Lyjzet slowly steps forward to accomidate the dragon whos head was bulging out in his neck.

22:29 Mort pulls on his forelegs trying to get them free and starts to waggle his tail anxiously as he gets dragged down deeper and deeper into the tight space. Everything was dark and he could barely see a thing, but at least it felt rather soft inside (even if it was a little clammy and slimy. He held still though regardless of how much he wanted to resist, as he didn't want to end up hurting the pony.

22:31 Lyjzet tightens his coils on Mort's forelegs as the tatzl begins to take the dragon's shoulders into his maw, wanting to prevent him from moving too much. Hot thick slime dripps down the smooth scales, though the creatures body was already quite smooth. Inch by inch he's draw further inside, the tight walls clenching around the dragon's boyd with each swallow. ***

22:37 Mort isn't very thick, and eating him isn't unlike swallowing down a long noodle. He let out a noise after each clench and starts to shuffle his wings around a little. After his shoulders are in though, his hind legs start to wiggle and kick gently and his body started to squirm like a snake. It's more him reacting to being squeezed than an attempting to actually get out, but regardless it's probably uncomfortable for Lyjzet.

22:37 < Mort> [mind if Lyjzet keeps the coils around the dragon once he's in?]

22:37 < Lyjzet> (If you want :P)

22:37 < Mort> [^_^]

22:38 < Mort> [I kinda like bondage and stuffs]

22:39 < Lyjzet> (Wait, is mort like an eastern dragon?)

22:40 < Mort> [yes]

22:40 < Mort> [but with wings]

22:40 < Mort> [he's really just a long snake with wings and legs]

22:42 Lyjzet gives a little whine as he squeezes the dragon even tighter in his coils, wanting to keep the creature from squirming too hard in his throat. as he pulls him further inside. The dragon was quite thick, leaving an even bulge in his neck with each swallow and soon Mort would have to begin to curl up in the stomach, with more of him on the way as Lyjzet continued to devour him. Slowly but surely, he works in the shoulders and then begins to work on the belly.

22:46 Mort curls up around inside the tummy, and tries to open up his muzzle against the coils as he's pushed into the pony's gut. He seems to relax now though once he's not having his head squeezed. At least the pony didn't lie about the space being soft... He felt a little bad about getting all wiggly and maybe hurting the pony, so he tries his best to hold still now as he's gulped down.

22:51 Lyjzet gulps a little faster now, moving through the thinner part of the dragon as he swallows down the rest of the tail with a gleeful noise. The tentacles remain wrapped around his acquaintance, holding him tight and even wrapping around more to prevent him from struggling too much. The tatzl pony collapses onto his side with a stomach slightly smaller than if he'd swallowed another tatzl, though little did he know Mort was not presently his full size. "Enjoying yourself in there?"

22:55 Mort Says "Mmmmm..." he mutters, still unable to speak due to the coil around his muzzle. The dragon is curled up tight inside of the stomach, and has his head resting against the soft wall of the space. He feels oddly comfortable in it warm soft space, and secure due to the coils moving around and keeping him nice and immobile. Lyjzet can feel the dragon's muzzle run against the side of his stomach in an attempt to answer the question without words.

23:01 Lyjzet hugs his belly and begins to massage at the bulging flesh with a hoof, purring around the dragon inside as he feels the gentle massage of his stomach lining. The air inside was sour, but quite breathable, especially with the effect of the tatzl spit refreshing it. "Mmmmm good, you just enjoy yourself for a bit, I'm gonna enjoy you for a couple hours before I spit you out."

23:04 Mort isn't exactly sure how to enjoy himself when he is all bound up, but regardless just keeps nuzzling at the same spot and relaxing inside. He keeps doing this for a few minutes, maybe longer. It' hard to tell time in a dark space. Regardless though, eventually Lyjzet can feel something odd in his tummy. It feels like his meal is getting bigger inside.

23:09 Lyjzet was dosing happily as he feels the dragon squirming inside of him, enjoying the feeling of a live wiggling partner, which he hadn't had in a while. He feels something strange in his gut, a weird pressure and lets out a burp to try and alleviate some of it. Mort would feel the stomach getting more cramped as he's forced to curl even tigher inside.

23:11 Mort whimpers a tiny bit as the space tightens around him, but doesn't panic or anything. He assumes it's normal and keeps doing as he had been. Things keep getting tighter though, until it's quite obvious to Lyjzet that something is happening. All he had to do was look at his stomach and see that the bulge had gotten quite noticeably bigger.

23:13 Lyjzet rubs his stomach with his eyes still closed, but the pressure gets even worse, and worse still, starts to become painful. The tatzl finally opens his eyes and lets out a loud yelp as he sees that his stomach has expanded to double what it was before and seems to just keep growing still. "M-mort! What are you doing in there? Cut it out!" He shouts paniced.

23:13 < Lyjzet> (last post from me Shower time. Feel free to write yours.)

23:13 < Mort> [you gonna be done for the night?]

23:14 < Lyjzet> (Probably, but maybe a post after shower)

23:15 Mort Says "Mmmmm!" he yells out, unaware of what to do now that he knows something wrong is happening. He can't speak due to the coil around his muzzle. He's starting to realize it what is going though. The potion is wearing off... He starts to wiggle around anxiously, but really can't manage to do much.

23:58 Lyjzet finally begins to unwrap the dragon's mouth as he realizes that his newfound friend is still muzzled, now allowing him to speak. "Mort? Whats going on? Why are you so much bigger?!" He shouts, sounding quite panicked, beginning to groan with pain as his stomach is further stretched.

23:59 Mort Says "I-I was hit with a shrink potion before you ran into me... I-I thought it would last longer or something..." he mutters, before whimpering over and over and nuzzling as if it would maybe help somehow. "I-I'm sorry."

00:02 Lyjzet narrows his eyes and then lets out a cough. It seemed that his stomach was no longer growing at least, but it looked as if the stallion had somehow managed to cram down five tatzls. His stomach churns painfully around the creature inside and he whines. "Ow...you're too big...please tell me you have a way to shrink yourself down..."

00:03 Mort Says "I-I don't..." He mutters, holding as still as he can aside from the nuzzles, not wanting to hurt the pony any more than he already has. "Are you okay?"

00:06 Lyjzet takes a deep breath and then sighs at the creature inside and then uses his coils to begin to bind up the dragon once more so that he could hardly move. "You're too big. I cant hope to bring you back up like this...and if you don't have a shrink potion well...I'm sorry for what has to happen."

00:08 Mort whimpers a little. "W-wait... what do you mean?" He starts to try and wiggle a little, "Please don't hurt me... you said I'd be okay." He tries to squirm and move around, not knowing if he was still okay.

00:09 Lyjzet 's stomach kneads and squeezes on the dragon inside, and the coils hold him tight, stifling his movements. Lyjzet wraps up his mouth once more so that he cant speak from now on. "Sorry...but that was before you decided to lie about your size...I cant get you up at all now."

00:12 Mort sighs. The pony never asked. Regardless though, the dragon starts to whimper once he's muffled and after a few seconds of failed struggles, the dragon goes still and stops fighting anymore. Lyjzet can feel the thing start to shake a tiny bit. He's scared...

00:16 < Lyjzet> (Nini)

00:16 Lyjzet rolls his eyes and lays on his side, trying to get comfortable with such a bulging gut. He still had an hour or two before the protective saliva would begin to wear off at the dragons increased size. The tatzlpony settles in for a long miserable experience of waiting for it to be over.

11:07 < Mort> (Boop)

11:13 < Lyjzet> (Beep)

11:16 < Mort> (Continue?

11:17 < Lyjzet> (Sure~ Its yoru post :P)

11:20 Mort keeps trying to whimper and wiggle inside but is mostly too helpless to do a thing. All he can do is just sit in there and wait, hoping that maybe somehow he could get put.

11:29 Lyjzet ignores his struggles and whimpers as he takes long deep breaths, trying to concentrate on relaxing his stomach to make it easier for him to deal with having such a large prey in his gut. The tatzl holds him tight, closing his eyes and doing his best to get comfortable for the long haul.

11:37 Mort eventually goes still again, but doesn't stop whimpering. He eventually tried to pull one of the coils close to his chest or something In and attempt to get some closure, but in truth he couldn't do much except make noises.

11:38 < Lyjzet> (lunch time, back in about an hour)

11:42 < Mort> (Alrighty)

12:52 Lyjzet waits the long miserable time as the dragon's protiective coating wears off in silence. Still his accidental prey would find that the tingling was starting in a strange spot. The inside of his mouth was begining to feel weird as were his nostirils whenever the stomach muscles would squeeze tight enough to thrust the dragon the acidic slime, and yet, he'd feel absoultly nothing on his scales.

12:56 Mort starts to struggle wildly and fight as he feels the tingling. He was worried and didn't want to feel his gums or face get burnt by acid, but he was sadly unable to do anything aside from whimper more loudly and wiggle. ***

13:32 < Mort> (Sorry having a hard tube righting)

13:43 Lyjzet gives a loud whine of pain and squeezes tighter as the dragon starts to struggle and squirm hard, upsetting his stomach. The tatzl gives a loud burp, purging much of the breathable air, and casting much of Mort underneath the slime. Without the magical spit still working, the oxygen in the stallion's stomach would no longer refresh.

13:43 < Mort> (This char is still very much a WIP and I'm running out of things for him to do.)

14:28 < Lyjzet> (No problem. I fugired he'd pass out soon :P)

14:28 < Lyjzet> (Also that just showed up)

15:02 Mort keeps wiggling more and more frantically before slowing down gradually and then finally going still, signaling the big mass of meat inside of the tatzl was finally finished off for good.

15:39 Lyjzet breathes a sigh of relief as he feels the mass inside of him finally go still, no longer hurting him with his wild movements. The Tatzl retracts his tentacles and puts them back in his pouch. The stallion finally falls into a deep sleep as he tries to work off the dragon, but when he wakes the first time, he finds that the lump is just as hard and intact as he had been hours earlier. THe tatzl reaches his coils in and finds that the creatures scales seemed to still be around, and preventing him from dissolving at all. He thinks for a bit and then realizes that parts of teh dragon seemed softer than others, and forces its mouth open, allowing the thick goop to get to the less protected flesh inside. Finally there, the dragon was begining to be dissolved from the inside out. Over the course of the next couple days, the tatzl's stomach worked hard, though it would be hard to tell for the first two as the dragon's structure was in tact, until finally it'd been eaten away at inside enout to collapse into a much smaller ball to be churned around byt he stomach. Night and day for nearly a week the pony was trapped there, coming in and out of sleep, lucky that no predators had stumbled accross his form. Finally he wakes up and what had been in his gut was now plastered all over his body in massive gloubules of fat and worse still was an intense pressure at his tail hole. Lyjzet arches up his tail with much diffculty, exposing his fat pink pucker and begins to let out load after load of wet smelly logs, glittering with the purple and maroon scales of the former dragon, and littered wiht half dissolved bones. The stallion grunts painfully, stepping forward and collapsing onto the ground as his rump aches, behind him was a pile nearly as big as a tatzl. "Oh...ohh...I'm going to be sore for a month and fat for a year...Stupid dragon...why didnt you tell me you were shrunken..." He complains as he drifts off to sleep once more.

15:42 < Mort> poor guy

15:43 < Lyjzet> I know...I feel bad for Lyjzet :P

15:43 < Mort> but mort got dead

15:44 < Lyjzet> And Lyjzet probably wont make it out of the forest now without becoming a meal, as lumbering and defenseless as he is :P)

15:45 < Mort> good