Bringing a Snake to Justice

2 October 2015

22:29 Slither would be resting just outside of his den, curled up and leaning on his long tail in the afternoon sun, taking in the warmth and snoozing lightly. Just far enough to not be disturbed, but still close enough to hear the bustle of the city. ***

22:30 < Serilde> (Whats his name?)

22:30 < Slither> Slither x3 )

22:33 Serilde is doing a set of daily patrols around the outskirts of the city. Ponies had been reported going missing recently and she was set to help find out. As she circles, she notices a straing looking thing on the outskirts of the city and upon getting closer she sees it to be a big snake. That had to be the culprit she thinks as she quietly drifts down towards it. ***

22:35 Slither would continue to snooze lightly as she approached, his form seemed rather slender, a slight lump in his lower belly... although, it was too rounded to make out just what it was. if it was a pony they had been in there a while... ***

22:39 Serilde casts a brief shadow over the snake before she settles down behind it. Her eyes wander down to the bulge, which, while formless, was certainly the right size for a pony. She had her mark. The griffon lets out a loud screech as she tackles the snake, trying to werest control over it. ***

22:43 Slither would eep softly eyes opening groggily and the snake squirming weakly as he wakes up, caught very off guard by the sudden griffon attacking him, rather easily pinned down, still a little lethargic from his last meal. ***

22:46 Serilde had the snake right where she wanted it, with her talons around its throat. Maybe he could begin to wrap her up, but she could certainly do some damage before that. "Well then you naga, why don't you go ahead and tell me that yo're the cuase fo the disapearances." ***

22:52 Slither would shift softly, looking up at her squirming weakly, letting out a whimper, his ears back. "w-what...?" ***

22:54 Serilde narrows her eyes and tightens the grip of her talons, slipping down into the scales and drawing just a bit of red hot blood. "You heard me. You've been eating ponies havnt you?" ***

22:59 Slither gasps softly and cries out his tail coiling a bit and pressing at the griffon trying to get her off of him! "I-I eat fish,,," he wheezed... The stallion trembling a bit with the claws... ***

23:05 Serilde feels the tail a beginning to coil around her body and squeeze and merely tightens her grip. "Well, then, I fyou don't wan to answer, then I suppose I should do to you, what you did to those ponies." The formel licks her beak before opening it out wide, displaying the pink flesh and glistening spit that drips from the top. ***

23:09 Slither yelps, gasping softly, the stallion 's coils relaxing a little bit, unable to breathe with the choking talon on his throat, looking at her pleadingly as tears ran down his face, his tail twitching and thrashing softly. ***

23:17 Serilde pulls the snakes head forward and shoves it between her beak. The tongue licks out and searches out the tasty flavors that came off the naga, and thoroughly coats his face in a layer of slimy foul smelling saliva.. Then suddenly she swallows, and her throat eagerl opens up to accept the start of the snake. ***

23:00 < Serilde> (its your post~)

23:03 Slither would groan and whine, still unable to breathe and whimpers. The naga reaching up and pressing at her, trying to push the griffon off! He had his coils around her, yet he wasn't squeezing. Didn't seem to want to hurt her! ***

23:07 Serilde keeps a fierce grip around the naga's throat as she guides it inside, pausing briefly to lick at the scales and taste the wonderful flavor her meal was providing. Serilde is forced to release her death grip with another swallow as the neck is forced in deep, so she moves her talons to grip at the naga's arms. She wasn't going to let this criminal get away. ***

23:10 Slither whimpered softly and his arms eased back to his sides, tail quivering around her, tightening a second by instinct, before loosening... He felt the sharp beak against himself, keeping his squirms to a minimum... ***

23:15 Serilde bites down as she feels Slither beginning to curl that tail around her, drawing blood blood from the creature. Still she continues to swallow, pulling the naga's shoulders into her beak as the hot muscles squeeze around them, giving the snake an unwelcomed, but pleasant massage as it journey's ever deeper into the hungry formel. ***

23:21 Slither yelps! The naga's tail gently uncurled from around her... he had to escape! "P-please let me out! I-I'll do anything... " He groaned softly at the squeezing, the massage soothing him just a bit.. he was rather big... could she even fit all of him in? ***

23:28 Serilde rolls her eyes at his pleading. Ya she was sure that his prey did the same thing, but look at how far that got them, just a lump in his belly. She gulps a little faster now, licking over his his fur. Up ahead she could see where the pony becomes scales, right where the bugle begins. Slither would begin to press out into her slimy crop, which was slightly roomier than the slick cavern of her throat. ***

23:31 Slither 's eyes would widen and he would let out a soft whimper... the pony going lax. He didn't know much about griffons, and as his head entered the crop, he had thought it was the stomach. She hadn't even let him explain, and now he was griffon food. His actions could almost be taken as acceptance. ***

23:35 Serilde shrugs mentally to herself as the naga gose still and just uses it as an opportunity to gulp faster. Slither would feel the tunnel open up behind his head, drawing him down towards an even smellier and noiser chamber as she reaches the edge of his pony body. Serves him right for devouring helpless pony's she things, glad ath he's decided to put up his struggle. It wouldn't be long till he disaperas from the world. ***

23:44 Slither would whimper softly, and struggles a bit more as he was slipped further into the stinging sack.. tail writhing around as he tried to breathe... the smell and sting of the air in the sack not enough... soon enough his tail gave a few twitches as he started to slow. ***

23:49 Serilde comes to the large bulge in the snake body now and uses her sharp claws to slowly work it in past her beak. As she gulps, she sends ample air down to greet the naga, only prolonging his life as he sits in the cramped stomach. Very little fluid besides spit was in their at the moment,, though the stomach wash churning, well aware of its food. Acid steadily creeps from the walls as Gyro forces more of the naga inside. ***

23:53 < Slither> (can we continue later? )

23:54 < Slither> Im having a hard time staying awake >.< )

23:56 < Serilde> (sure sure~)

19:10 < Serilde> (Oh we have this one but its uhh with me as the pred xP

19:11 < Slither> I don't really hve that character commited to memory anymore x3; )

19:12 < Slither> I kinda forgot them )

19:12 < Serilde> (Oh xP I thought Slither was your snake, that's what you said :B)

19:13 < Serilde> Then I sall let this one disappear~

19:13 < Slither> I dont mind you being pred though.

19:13 < Serilde> I mean...I prefer prey but I'll pred if you want.

19:14 < Slither> Psh

19:14 < Slither> Hun

19:14 < Slither> right now?

19:14 < Slither> I wanna eat you

19:14 < Slither> Churn you up

19:14 < Slither> and shit you out :P

19:14 < Serilde> yes~

19:14 < Serilde> then uhh check the other group I booped~

21:31 < Serilde> (Boop~)

21:31 < Slither> hmm?

21:31 < Serilde> this is the one w/ the snake~

21:31 < Slither> I know.

21:43 Slither squirms heartily and groans as the tender part of his belly was squeezed. The big snake twitching and thrashing his tail.. Begging still emitting from the predatory birds gut as he pleaded to be let go! ***

21:48 Serilde strains her jaws as she finally reaches the bulge that the long expired pony, or so she thought, made in the snake body. Her talons press and knead at the large form, slowly working it down her beak with much effort. The movement was slow going and she hadn't even reached the largest part yet. ***

21:50 Slither squirms seemed to be weakening as he ran out of room to do so. The stallion pressing helplessly at the slick walls of the gut whining, growing more and more cramped as each swallow pulls more of him down into the gut.. ***

21:55 Serilde strains and whines in pain as her beak slowly stretches to accomidate the rather large bulge, which felt sort of squishy beneath the pressure, no doubt already having liquefied the poor pony. Finally with that out of the way, she quickly slurps up the rest of the snake tail. Slither's form was so large that no more of him could fit in her stomach, leaving the rest of the tail to curl up and bulge out in her crop. ***

21:57 Slither groans softly with the smell was getting to him. "P-Please l-let me out... I-Im digesting!" he said too tight to struggle, the air thick and acrid. His body was starting to grow sore from the tingling fluids being churning against him ***

22:00 Serilde grins at the edges of her beak and lays onto her back before letting a loud burp escape her mouth. The stomach tightens around the naga as air leaves it, pressing the acidic fluids even tighter around him. A talon traces over the strange bulges he makes in her stomach. "Let you out? Just like you did to that pony stewing in your stomach right now?" She accuses. ***

22:04 Slither thrashed much harder with the belch, no air to argue. The stallion's movements beginning to slow as he went limp within that gut.. the harsh acids were hard at work breaking him down already. ***

22:07 Serilde gulps a little bit more air to toy with the creature in her smelly stomach, giving him a little bit more time, tracing over his form as his struggles die down. "Why don't you just tell me which pony it is you ate, and maybe I'll let you out in a cell." ***

22:09 Slither whines softly and gasps at the air as it filled the stomach his struggles returning, faint but there. They almost felt like rubbing as pathetic as they were! "P-Please... I eat.. fish..." he practically cried. writhing weakly inside. ***

22:11 Serilde rolls her eyes and digs a talon down into the bulge uncomfortably. "Well, if you insist on not telling me..." The gryphon closes her eyes and concentrates on her stomach, churning up another loud belch. "I guess I'll not let you go on to eat other pones." She rolls on over to her belly, putting her weight down on the bulging prey inside. ***

22:18 Slither squeaks in pain and gives a wheeze as he is quickly submerged by the rising liquids his writhing picking up again and beginning to fade the snake slipping from conciousness, ***

22:30 Serilde gives a soft steady purr as she feels justice being served in the caustic chamber of her gut as her occupant finally goes still. Her stomach churns and squishes around half of the hunk of meat inside, working to liquefy it so the rest of the body can follow inside. The gryphon lets out a loud yawn and stretches, getting comfortable on the grass. After a bit she finally drifts off to sleep to the concophony of gurgling and growling that her body makes. As Slither's body liquefies throughout the day, more and more of the rest of his tail slips from the crop to join the goopy slimy mess of chyme until it is finally all soft and goopy. His nutritious form is absorbed and creates a thick layer of padding on the gryphons rump as she lays there in deep slumber. After two days of digesting in a food coma, finally the formel comes too, yawning and slowly getting up from her spot. A pressing form at her chest reminds her of the meal she'd had earlier and begins to hack and cough. After much effort, slowly a rather large bulge travels up her neck, and then begins to slide out of her mouth. It plops to the ground with a wet noise, fouling up her tongue with its acidic taste and even worse smell. Taking a deep breath to recover from churning up the mess of scales and fur surrounding a large pile of bones. After she's finished, she becomes aware of another need and lifts her tail squatting over the pellet. Thick brown sludge coils out from her tail hole and plops down onto the lump, coating it in a smelly slime. She grunts and squeezes, pressing more and more out onto the ground, making wet noises with each second until finally a mound the size of a foal is left behind. Its foul smell stinks up the air, leaving the gryphon gagging. With one final act of defiance, she lets loose a yellow stream, causing the pile to run. "There, now that should solve the disapearances," she says, turning her beak up at the terrible mess, before flying off. Even from a couple hundred feet into the air the remains of Slither remain visible, a warning to any creature who would dare to triffle with ponies. ***