A Snack After Closing Time

7 October 2015

22:15 < GyroTech> you've got gyro of course, bout as pony or griffon. proud racist, womanizer.

22:16 < GyroTech> Then Ruzeth, a zebra, playful, young potionmaster

22:16 < GyroTech> Sweet Treat, an ambitious pegasus shakestand owner

22:16 < GyroTech> Then Serilde. A the strong proud warrior formel

22:17 < GyroTech> and lastly Lyjzet, a mischevious tatzl

22:17 < -> You are now known as Serilde

22:20 < Argyle> Hmm.. that's a lot of choice. I don't know off the top of my head. Perhaps it's easier this way: knowing what I can offer, does it match with anything you would want to do?

22:20 < Serilde> I mean in general yes~ But not specific?

22:21 < -> Mort is now known as Alia

22:23 < Serilde> How does foodplay sound? Argyle could come in after hours as sweet is closing up her shop

22:23 < -> You are now known as Sweet_Treat

22:24 < Argyle> I doubt she'd appreciate that, but I don't think he'd mind~

22:29 Sweet_Treat had just turned her sign over from open to closed and heads off into the back to begin to wash the kitchen utensils and put away all the various mixings that she kept out for her shakes. She forgot to lock the door as she does so, but no mind, no pony actually bothers her after hours anyways.

22:30 < -> Tihan is now known as Tihan

22:38 Argyle moved aimlessly down the street, eyes following but not really seeing the various glowing shopfronts in the darkening evening light. His mind wandered, always coming back to his hunger, having landed late and thus missed most places that would have provided. So he strolled along, only stopping when he spotted a flicker of movement through one of the windows. Not even noticing the type of establishment the griffon moved up to the glass, catching a gli mpse of the owner, a pegasus mare, as she ducked into the back. His stomach turned over, maybe she'd help despite the hour? He had only just missed hours. Even if she wouldn't there was an easy enough solution at that point. Disregarding the sign the tiercel pressed on the door which swung inwards with the soft ring of a bell, and stepped inside.

22:41 Sweet_Treat perks as she suddenly heard the door ring at the front, but she was too busy to see what the matter was. Instead, she called out loudly to her late customer, "I'm sorry, but we're closed. I've already put most of the things away so if you could please find somewhere else." She continues to work in th back, and he could catch a glimpse of her through the holes in the wall between the storefront and the inventory space. She was a bright pink pegasus with a pretty yellow straight mane, working dilligently to close up.

22:49 Argyle had only a moment to examine the interior of the shop before a voice from the back drew his attention. Turning his head and leaning where he stood the griffon searched her out, catching snapshots of her through the packed shelving. Well now, this would do nicely~ Reaching back he quietly locked the door, fixing the mare's faux pa, and made his way over to the counter calling back, "Look I'm terribly sorry to bother you but I'll take literally anythin g you might have left. Nothing else is open nearby and I'm not familiar with the area."

22:54 Sweet_Treat blinks as the voice shouts back at her, that accent, certainly a griffon and not a pony. No matter, he didnt belong here anyways, not after she was closed. The mare snorts and heads back to the front to confront her intruder. She shakes her head and in a very soft voice says, "I'm sorry, but I've put most eveyrthing away. Nothing I have would be fit to feed you. And ya, the boardwalk is all closed up by this hour on most nights, but I'm sure if you head into town you'll find soemthing." The pegasus has a sweet scent about her, smelling a bit like the rest of her shop but stronger, as she splashed herself occaisonally with her shakes as she made them.

23:01 Argyle tried to look as exhausted and disheveled as possible, hoping the mare might make an exception if he looked desperate enough. His ploy didn't seem as though it was going to work however, so he ratcheted it up to exasperation in an attempt to overwhelm her into acquiescing before things had to turn more forceful. Stepping towards the pegasus and waving a talon at the shelves emphatically he caught a deep breath of her scent, his stomach rolling in sym pathy, as he retorted. "Please, please! I can pay you for the trouble! I don't have the time to stop over very long, and I'm sure something you have would be suitable.."

23:05 Sweet_Treat snorts at the tiercel and then looks around the counters. Virutally everything had been put up, except for a couple condiments and toppings. "This is just a shake stand, we dont realy have food otherwise to put up for sale really. So, unless you think that a couple loose strawberries, chocolate fudge, or nuts are going to sate your hunger, I'm afraid i cant help you out," she says adamantly.

23:05 < Chaotic_Harmony> (Feed him the nuts!)

23:06 < Chaotic_Harmony> ( Argyle loves stuffing his maw with nuts

23:06 < Argyle> (Shush you :L)

23:08 < Saewin> (,':-))

23:09 < Sweet_Treat> (Oh I'm sure he'll eat some nuts Chaotic_Harmony :P)

23:10 < Saewin> (...Sweet Treat has balls?)

23:10 < Sweet_Treat> (Nope :P but there are nuts to top her with :B)

23:14 Argyle cast a frantic glance around the stand, noting just how right the pegasus was. Eyes going blank his beak worked a few times speechlessly the tiercel apparently at a loss. After a moment he collected himself, rounding on the mare in irritation and jabbed a talon at her chest nearly shouting, "How can you not sell anything else?! You.. you Ponies aren't good for anything!" Hesitating, the tiercel seemed to remark upon his own words as he grabbed one of her forelegs a look of determination set on his face, "No. You /are/ good for something. You /can/ help me and you /will/!"

23:14 < Argyle> (Def gonna use those. Maybe even a cherry or two on top after the caramel sauce ;P)

23:20 Sweet_Treat startles and takes a step back from the counter as she feels the sharp talon jabbing through her fluffy pink chest hair. "I dont sell anything else because shakes are my lifes passion. How can you expect-----" THe mare cuts off and lets out a scream as the talon grabs ahold of her foreleg. She tries to tug it away and shouts at him. "Let go of me! You have no right!"

23:28 Argyle yanked the struggling mare towards himself and wrapped his other talon around her muzzle to silence any further protests that might be overheard. On his hinds he attempted to manhandle her back out of sight behind the shelving or at least the counter and hissed back, "I have all the 'right' I need. This is how it's supposed to be. You're going to satiate me alright, little mare, and your passion is going to provide the perfect garnishments!"

23:32 Sweet_Treat squeals again as she feels herself dragged forward and then her eyes go wide as the other talon reaches around, forcing her mouth shut. She tries to pull back only to find teh griffon follows her over the counter and down on top of her, hiding the pair from the glass windoes surrounding. She brings her hind legs to bare, pressing them against the griffon's belly and kicking, trying to knock him off of her.

23:39 Argyle bore the pegasus down pinning her to the tile with surprisingly minimal effort. Almost elated at the ease with which things were progressing the griffon let out a sharp grunt as her hooves struck his stomach causing him to wince and stagger, still holding her leg and muzzle, but a bit off balance. Cursing he snapped at her, bringing his sharp beak towards her throat in a wordless threat.

23:44 Sweet_Treat shudders as she feels the beak snap and graze at her neck and stops her struggling, not sure what the griffon wanted of her, but she'd reather not just die like that. She wimpers into his claws and brough her eyes into a pleading puppydog face, hopeing that he'd spare her. This close to her fur the scent was absolutly intoxicating, and she probably had the ingredients to those shakes in the back. Though, right here behind the counter, he was in easy reach of virutally any toping he could want, cherries, strawberries, nuts, caramel, fudge, shtrawbery syrup, butterscotch, whip cream, and sprinkles. On the sign behind hte counter he might catch her stores, and therfore her, name, 'Sweet Treat's Tasty Shakes'

23:52 Argyle glared down at the pony once she had settled, eyes meeting hers and daring her to act out again. Not holding the contact for long the tiercel shook his head before looking up and about, searching the area for anything he could use to help hold the mare. What he found instead was toppings and treats galore! While not what he had sought it gave the griffon.. ideas, and so he turned back to the pegasus, spying the title nearby, and grinned. "Ohh, Sweet Treat's eh?" he began, lowering his beak again this time not threateningly but instead nuzzling it into the crook of her neck and inhaling deeply, "Mm, you certainly smell like quite the treat~ How about you and I have a little fun before dinner, hmm?"

23:57 Sweet_Treat meets the griffons anrgy eyes with her pleading ones and gulps as she catches hs meaning and gives a soft nod. She prayed to Celestia that she'd be allowed to go free as soon as he was done. She gestured up at the cash register as if telling him she'd give him the code. Beside that sat a roll of receitp tape. Certainly not strong enough on its own but a couple wraps could probably hold the mare while he foudn somethign more sutiable. Her eyes go shut as she winces and triest o scream through her muffled muzzle as he makes his next comment. She didnt at all like where this was going and squeezes her hind legs shut to protect herself.

00:05 Argyle took a few minutes to enjoy the mare in his talons, closing his eyes as he ran his beak up and down her nape, her scent sweet and indulgent. When at last he pulled away his attention was immediately drawn to the tape; releasing her muzzle his talon flashed up to grab the roll, the griffon sitting on her hind legs as he set about wrapping the paper around her fores. An excited grin in his face the tiercel chuckled at her scrunched muzzle, nearly purri ng, "Oh don't you worry, Sweet. This isn't going to hurt a bit~"

01:01 < Sweet_Treat> looks to me my post

01:02 < Argyle> (Right, I'll read back through them.)

01:07 Sweet_Treat holds herself still as the hard beak rubs up and down the soft fur of her neck save for her fearful shivering. Her warm strawberry and vanilla scent wafts up into his nostrils, and behind that, the delcious scent of pony. The pegasus gives a little squeak as he releases her muzzle and then says in a pleading voice, while its free, "Just let me go, I'll give you anything you want. I've eaven got some icecream in the back if you're really hungry. And the code to the regiseter is 5834." She whimpers and kicks her legs, putting up a little fight as he binds her legs to her chest.

01:17 Argyle worked the till tape tight around her legs giving a tag and disapproving "tsk" as she squirmed, sitting the mare up to finally bind her legs to her chest. Having used about half the roll the tiercel pushed himself back, practically sitting on her rear hooves, and fed the remainded about her knees knowing the paltry bindings were only temporary. Tossing a glance up at the register the tiercel shrugged before getting to his feet where he stood over her and replied, "The money isn't necessary, but thank you. Wont be needing it anymore anyways. The ice cream, though, will likely come in handy." Stepping off of her Argyle now set about examining the box lined shelves, rummaging in some, in search of something more solid than the tape. Coming up empty he started towards the back of the shop disappearing around the corner for a moment before leaning back around to grin at the mare and announce cheerily, "Now don't you go anywhere! I'll be right back, and then we can get started~"

01:20 < Midwatch> (a robbery :O )

01:21 < Argyle> (Not quite :P)

01:21 < Midwatch> (a rape!)

01:21 < Argyle> (Noope)

01:21 < Sweet_Treat> (A Vape!)

01:22 < Argyle> (Yes!_-)

01:22 < Argyle> (I mean wait no. What?)

01:24 Sweet_Treat fights the claws and puts her weight back on her back to try and keep the claw from raising her up off the ground, but she moves in vain, feeling the sharp points digging into her flesh, just shy of drawing blood. Her hind legs kick at the tiercel, landing a couple paltry blows as he begins to wrap those up too and leaving her completly defenseless, not that she had a chance before. She takes her eyes off of him and glances around the room, looking for anything to aid in her escape. "Alright, fine, take my icecream, just get out of here afterwards please." Once he disapears around the corner she immidiatly begins to worm herself back around the counter, squirming across the floor. She's moved just a little bit down around the corner when he reappears and gives him a sheepish smile.

01:35 < Sweet_Treat> (Vape, Nonconsentual vore. Its a portmanteau)

01:38 < Midwatch> (For a second I thought you meant they were gonna get high)

01:38 < Midwatch> (Vape, vaporizer)

01:39 Argyle noticed that the pegasus wasn't where he had left her and leaned against the corner of the shelving a talon pressed to the bridge of his beak, and heaved out a disappointed sigh. "No, you see, how can things get interesting if the main attraction wriggles away?" he groused moving closer to hook a talon into the binds around her legs, dragging the mare along after him, "Honestly, it's not like you would have gotten very far anyways! Now I just have to cart you everywhere." Rising to his hinds the tiercel stalked into the back room, wings held from his sides to aid in balance, Sweet_Treat in tow. Continuing his search the griffon knocked various things to the floor unable to reach or see things particularly well given the need to keep an eye on his captive. After a few minutes of fruitless searching he stood up from a cooler, pint of ice cream in hand, and scowled at her demanding, "Don't you have anything better than that tape? It's not terribly appetizing. Licorice perhaps?"

01:40 < Argyle> (Ahh, see I thought the same but I do like the play on words.)

01:40 < Sweet_Treat> (Just like hape :P)

01:40 < Argyle> (Hape?)

01:41 < Sweet_Treat> (Hug, same portmanteau :P)

01:42 < Argyle> (Nonconsentual hugs xD)

01:50 Sweet_Treat shudders and follows him with her gaze, going still as he begins to step forward once more and scowling at him as he grabs the tape, dragging her forward towards the store room. Her ears droop down at the mention of main atraction, and she gives a loud squeal. "JUst beceause I dont have anything to eat, you're gonna..." She trails off and gulps, looking straight at the tiercel's heavy balls and member. She winces as various tins and boxes are knocked off the shelf and turns her head away in disgust. Squirming against his grip on the tape, the foot inbetween her legs and her bindings kept her from moving away. "PLease no...Just let me go..." At his question she shakes her head, "no...nothing like that..." She lies, though inadvertently she casts a glance towards where she kept her strings of pulled taffy for her saltwater shake, hoping that he woulding find the ropey candy.

02:08 Argyle had watched her reaction carefully his head snapping around to where she had looked, eyes finding the labelled tin soon after, and a grin broke out on his beak again. Tossing the ice cream over his shoulder back into the freezer he strod across, grabbed the container, and pulled the first long strand from it, giving the candy an experimental taste. He shrugged, seeming placated, and carried his prize back to the pegasus quickly setting about wrapping the somewhat sticky treat around her limbs. It took a while and there were a number of errors, but eventually the tiercel managed to fashion more secure bonds out of the taffey and sliced the tape off with a talon letting the paper flutter to the floor as he hefted the mare up to eye level. Leaning in he licked the nearest bit of her restraints then brought his beak up to her cheek, sampling the pegasi's own flavour with a pleased hum. "Mmm~ Almost as sweet as you, but not quite!" he cooed before hefting her up onto his shoulder and proceeding back behind the counter, "Still, you could use a bit of dressing up. Good thing there's lots of options right here!"

02:17 Sweet_Treat squeaks when he grabs the packages of sweet confectionary and begins to pul it from the box and quickly begins to wiggle backwards. She tilts her head to the side curiously as he samples the tasty coconut flavor, and she hasnt gotten far before he begins to wrap her up once more. She squirms and wiggles, and by the time Argyle is done with her, she's much less tied together as the taffy clings to her fur and itself, and more stuck by the sticky goodness. The taffy holds her bound like glue, largely preventing her struggles, even as the tape is cut free. She shivers as the tongue licks across her cheek, leaving a slimy trail of spit and pulling off her delicous strawberry vanilla flavor. Her heart runs cold as the tiercel mentions dressing up, his true intentions finally dawning on her. "Y-you what? D-dressing up? You cant mean to..." She gulps, "eat me..."

02:27 Argyle chuckled at the tone of fear in her voice, finding it amusing she only now realized his intentions. Back where they had started the tiercel carefully lay the mare on her backl, propped up against the back of the counter so that she didn't roll over, and began rummaging through the various shake mixings stored up above. He kept an appraising eye on her as he sampled the fixings, having just pulled a talon out of some caramel sauce when he answered her, "Mm, I do my dear. I said you could help me regardless of what you sold, and you can." Licking the dripping substance from his digit he continued, "And-- oh, that's nice!-- while you are quite delicious on your own, a little extra flavour never hurts~" It didn't take long to sample all the options and soon he had started pulling things from their station, setting containers and tins on the floor next to the pegasus humming contentedly to himself as he did. Finishing off with a quick trip to the freezer the tiercel padded back to sit by her hinds, he held aloft a pint tub commenting, "Dessert!" with an excited grin.

02:37 Sweet_Treat oofs as she's set down on the floor from teh griffon's back, and squirms against his claws as he sticks her to the floor and the counter with teh taffy that was already tieing her down. The mare makes a face as he tastes teh caramel, grimacing as he uses his dirty claws to sample her pristine toppings. "No! You cant do this too me. Can we please talk about this, I'll get you anything. I'm a decent cook. I'll make you something nice if you follow me home," she reasons, hoping that the griffon would take her up on it. She shivers as he ignores her and continues to taste her large array of toppings. She's helpless as he sets down fudege, caramel and butterscotch next to her, each after sampling them. Next come cherries and strawberries, followed finally by nuts and sprinkles. She gulps as she looks at the array and shouts loudly for help, though the dock was largly empty at this time of night.

02:52 Argyle tutted as he went about arranging the condiments, starting with the caramel and ending the lineup with fudge, letting the mare get most of the shouting out. Once he was more or less prepared the tiercel folded his arms across his chest and fixed her with a level stare, explaining, "No one can hear you. It's far too late; that's how we ended up here to begin with. While I'm sure you ARE a good cook there's no way you'd actually go through with that. No, it's too fargone now. If I leave you you'll go running to the guard." Reaching out he plucked up the ladel from the caramel and held it above the pegasus so some drops fell onto her belly, staining the fur brown, then added, "Cant have that but at least this way you'll go to some use. Do try and relax a bit, it'll be easier that way." Without further pause he tipped the ladel, directing the thin drizzle of rich caramel up and down her restrained body, painting a sort of criss-cross pattern into her fur before moving to pour some into her mane as well. When the spoon ran dry he replaced it, moving onto the butterscotch and started to repeat the process, a low rumble emenating from his gut as the scents of the sugars wafted up to his nostrils, mingling with her own scent and warmed by her body.

02:58 Sweet_Treat follows the arranging of the sauces with her eyes, shuddering and whimpering as the tiercel comes down to eye level. She meets his gaze with a frightened squeak and a gulp, and glances out the window into the darkness beyond. He was right, she tought as her heart sinks, there was no way anypony would find her in time to save her. "No Please! I promise I wont tell the guard and will fix you up a good meal right fast.

02:58 < Sweet_Treat> (Gah accidental enter)

03:00 < Argyle> (No worries)

03:03 Sweet_Treat follows the arranging of the sauces with her eyes, shuddering and whimpering as the tiercel comes down to eye level. She meets his gaze with a frightened squeak and a gulp, and glances out the window into the darkness beyond. He was right, she tought as her heart sinks, there was no way anypony would find her in time to save her. "No Please! I promise I wont tell the guard and will fix you up a good meal right fast. I dont want to die! I'm not just a treat to be gulped do-" She protests, ending in a soft gasp as the cold syrup drips onto her belly, pooling in her belly button and matting her fur. She wiggles weakly and continues to beg as the amber brown liquid crisscrosses her pink fur and feathers. As it reaches her face, she squeezes her eyes shut, feeling the sticky substance rolling across her eyelids and down her snout. Little puddles of wasted syrup begin to pool on the ground, and as she goes to complain and beg once more, she cant help but to get syrup in her mouth, causing her to spit and sputter. Her fur felt gross and sticky and every movement caused pain as the sticky substance pulled at her fur, adhering it to the ground.

03:24 < Sweet_Treat> (Boop uh Argyle?)

03:30 < Argyle> (Crap. Sorry Sweet_Treat. Was seeing family off, got wordier than I would have liked :x)

03:31 < Argyle> (You want me to post or call it there for now?)

03:31 < Sweet_Treat> (Oh ok. Was starting to think you'd disapeared >.< I'm still around though)

03:31 < Argyle> (Alright. Still good to go?)

03:32 < Sweet_Treat> ( yep~)

03:33 < Argyle> (Coolio)

03:42 Argyle finished with the butterschotch and picked up the tin of nuts, scooping a handful, then scattering them about Sweet_Treat the bits sticking easily to her syrup soaked coat. His method had little apparent method only seeming to try and evenly coat her in whatever he had in hand at the moment and the growing mess on the floor was clear evidence of this. After scattering some of the ground nuts into her mane the strawberries were next and these were a bit more difficult, the tiercel more placing them wherever he thought they might stay, some being swabbed through the growing mess atop her before being popped into his beak. Another low growl rolled from his middle as he snacked, the fruit only seeming to egg him on, and he offered one to the frantic mare, running the sweet berry along her lips teasingly. "That is where you are quite wrong. You're a most appealing treat and I'm doing a fine job of fixing you up myself," he purred back as his tail lashed behind him. Leaning over her as he was the tiercel was surrounded by the mixed scents that rolled off the mare, the sweet cacophony assaulting his senses and pulling an audible churr from his chest.

03:54 Sweet_Treat keeps here eyes sealed shut as next splattering of cool sticky syrup her body and mane. Her tail quivers in fear but remains stuck hard to the ground, just like the rest of her body as she attempts to squirm free of her bindings. The heavy layer of nuts feels gritty as she moves, especially in the folds of her skin along he belly and in her face. Much of her pretty pink fur ais now tasty shade of brown as most of her body is stained with the tasty topings. She shivers as she feels the berries rubbing across her matterd fur, smearing the juices across the couple of dry patches. Out of morbid curiosity, she opens her eys a smidge, tearing as the substance drips across her eye, buring, as she sees what Argyle is up to. She whimpers as he tauntingly eats one of the frutis and says, "Just eat those...surely there's enough of that stuff to fill you up..." During the activites here ears are used as a recepticle to store strawberries which also now dot various sections of her mane and stick into the taffy bindings across her body. She opens her mouth to respond to her comment, only to get it stuffed with a rather large, and admittedly tasty strawberry. After chewing and reluctantly gulping it down she says, "No...no you cant do this...I'm not food..."

03:55 < Sweet_Treat> (Why dear, its right in your name~ :P)

04:04 Argyle placed a talon beside her head to support himself while he hovered above the mare, leaning low to get as much of that enticing scent as he could. Huffing up the side of her neck the tiercel started to gingerly pick bits of the nuts from her coat with his beak, purring and licking as he went until he reached one of her ears. Slowly he lowered his head to pluck the fruit from it's soft recepticle, tossing it back with a flick of his beak and swallowing the glistening fruit whole with an audible "glck". Blowing a hot breath down into her ear he murmured, "What are the dressings without the main course? You're as tasty as your name says, and just as edible~" A flush had started over him in the intoxicating atmosphere and the tiercel was starting to find himself distracted, toying with the helpless mare raising more than just his appetite.

04:12 Sweet_Treat winces as she suddenly sees the tiercel dart towards her as he drops in close and then turns her head to the side, straining to avoid that questing beak as it make contact with her soft neck fur. She could feel its hard surface press against her skin as the absolutly delectable mixture of scents wafts up to the griffons nose, caramel and butterscotch, and fruit, and to top it all off the smell of absoulute fear as she quivers beneath him. Her turned neck made it all the easier for the griffon to quest up the side of her body, pulling off a flavor with his tongue taht was even better than it smelled. She takes a deep gasp as she feels hsi beak reach into her furred ear and flicks it as the hot warm breath washes over it. "It...it just means I make sweet things...I'm not one..." She says in a wavering shaky voice, filled with pure terror.

04:21 Argyle stared down at her with wandering eyes, taking in the results of all his handiwork so far. She was a mess. A sticky, sweet covered, terrified mess, and she was exquisite. Eyes roving over her an idea started to form in the griffon's mind. Picking up the caramel filled ladel again he brought it to her lower belly, pouring the sweet syrup so that it ran down between her legs to pool on the floor at the base of her tail. "Ohh, but you are," he cooed, going for a second spoonful of the sauce, "Sweet and soft and wonderful. But how much of you, is sweet, I wonder? Perhaps some testing is in order?"

04:29 Sweet_Treat follow's Argyle's eyes down her body, whimpering as she gets yet another look at her sweet messy body, a further reminder of where this night is likely to end. She gulps as he picks up more caremel and then quivers as the liquid runs down her hips. As the first couple drops run over her slit she lets out a cute little squeak and squirms more upright, perhpas giving the griffon an easier access. The sweet syrup makes its way partially down her tunnel and also drips down over her tight pucker, before pooling around and coating her dock.

04:29 Sweet_Treat "What do you mean...*gulp*How much of me is sweet?" SHe asks terrifed.

04:40 Argyle grinned wolfishly, scooting himself around nearer her hind legs while spooning one last river of caramel much closer to her nethers this time, the cold metal edge of the ladel pressed against her coat. Watching the sauce run over and down her with glee, he reached out and ran a talon along her sweet slicked coat, trailing the tip down between her legs stopping just shy of her slit before retracting it to lick away the caramel. He was obviously eager his swollen sheath clearly visible to the mare from her new angle signalling his intent, but he explained anyways, "Hmm.. well, your scent, your coat, are both delectable, but what about.. inside? Does it carry throughout? Since I'll be having more of you later, why not sample the rest while I can?"

04:46 Sweet_Treat grimaces again at the next ladel, especially as the cold metal contacts her flesh just above her lips and feels it empty. She gasps again as the liquid fills up her slit at that angle and then slowly drizzles out. She lets out a frightened squeak as she sees the tiercel's member and shakes her head vigorously. "N-no! Please...Not if you're going to eat me too!" She begs, feelign the last of her dignity vanishing as she stairs down his pointed shaft. Another eep comes as the talon teases around her nethers, picking up her sweet juices dripping and intermixing the caramel with her feminine flavor.

04:56 Argyle churred at the intermingling flavours of the caramel and the mare's own juices his talon dipping back for more, this time exploring further, pulling some of the remaining sauce from her as he withdrew it. That too went past his beak, a look of hunger and pleasure resting in the tiercel's eyes as he stared back at the captive mare. "Why not?," he rumbled, tip slipping free of his shaft as he the taste coating his tongue, "If I'm going to enjoy you, perhaps you shouldn't get a little enjoyment out of it yourself, no? One last time at least."

05:16 < Sweet_Treat> (just had the image of making her clean off his candy coated shaft after Argyle. :D)

05:16 < Argyle> (That may or may not happen >.>)

05:19 < Sweet_Treat> (and telling her if she cooperates, maybe he'll change his mind, only to wrench it away later, making it clear she's just a tasty little toy ~)

05:21 < Argyle> (That thought had also crossed my mind..)

05:21 < Sweet_Treat> (I also find it super hot when the pred asserts their dominance by rubbing in what's going to be left of them :P a pink little pellet and some pudge to be worked off~

05:22 < Sweet_Treat> (anyways enough of me gushing. I really love how this is going ~)

05:23 < Argyle> (I'll try and keep it up to par :P)

22:46 Sweet_Treat shudders as she feels a rush of unwanted pleasure from the talon tracing along and inside her sensitive lips. When he first makes contact, the mare gives a loud gasp and turns her head away from the tiercel in frustration, taking her eyes off the griffon's length. Her heart sinks and her head stares down at the ground, as she hears his words and shakes his head. "C-cant you just...do this and then let me go?"

22:59 < Sweet_Treat> (Boop Argyle?)

22:59 < Argyle> (Sorry, didn't see the flash)

22:59 < Sweet_Treat> (Tis alright.)

23:07 Argyle seemed to pause and consider the mare's words, his eyes running appraisingly up and down her sticky stained form. He was going to have fun with her regardless but.. this could be even more enjoyable. One talon holding her bound legs, the other hovering half way back to her nethers he hummed seemingly coming to a conclusion, "That's.. not an unpleasant prospect. If you play a nice enough host, perhaps I /could/ let you go.." Moving his talon the rest of the way he lay it on her lower belly, tracing a line with a claw all the way back down to her soft lips, just enough to scratch but not draw blood, a clear warning before he spoke, "But how can I be sure you wont go running to the Guard? That it wouldn't be better to dispose of you as well?"

23:14 Sweet_Treat trumbles beneath his claw as he feels it scratch across her belly and she turns to meet his eyes with a hopefull look in her eyes. Maybe she could escape her fate yet. The mare gives a quick nod and stays fairly still beneath his claws. "B-because, who's going to believe that a griffon threatened to eat a pony? That doesnt happen anymore...and its just my word against yours..."

23:23 Argyle let a small grin creep back onto his beak, her self-depricating answer appearing to give the griffon great pleasure. "Mm, that is true. They likely wouldn't believe you.." he purred, running his claw teasingly around the edges of the pegasi's flower. Stopping, he rubbed a thumb up her supple lips still looking somewhat thoughtful, then flicked his eyes back up to meet hers stating with finality, "Alright. If you play nice, and clean up the mess after, then you can go free for sating /one/ of my appetites." At that he went back to stroking her, his shaft twitching as the mare's heat radiated through his talons, caramel trailing along behind them. "Now then," he said in a throaty purr, "Where to start?" He didn't intend to honor his word but she didn't need to know that yet, she'd learn in time.

23:30 Sweet_Treat listen intently as Argyle confirms her argument and then gasps, sucking in a deep breath and wiggling her hips as she feels his warm talons playing across her sensitive flesh. She bites her lip to silence a soft moan that instead rumbles, muffled in her mouth. SHe forces a smile across her face as Argyl ends up agreeing to only have his way with her and relaxes ever so slightly. The mound beneath the claws flushes and swells as the stimulation begins to turn the poor mare on. She helplessly awaits his indulgence, hoping that he woulding uses any of the remaining fudge as a lube and filling.

23:42 Argyle continued to stroke the mare gently, almost reverently, a strange switch from his prior behaviour and the situation at large. Playing with her sweet supple flesh the tiercel pulled at her lips as his talon ran past parting them just enough to catch a glimpse of the soft pink flesh beyond, a purr ebbing from his chest at the tantalizing sight. His eyes briefly strayed at the sound of her suppressed moan, the tiercel not replying but releasing her legs, using the talon to grope for the fudge sauce. Tipping another dousing of cold thick syrup over her nethers he parted her flower as it ran past, rivules of the dark brown sauce dripping into the helpless mare in his talons. "You're quite the treat dressed up this way," he said down to her, refilling his scoop, "All you're missing is the cream filling." Lining himself up the tiercel removed his talon from her nethers instead using it to direct his shaft towards them, tip just brushing against her cunny, then slowly trickled the fudge onto himself churring as the cool sauce dripped of his length. Tossing the ladel aside he fixed his eyes on hers, gripping her bound legs with both talons, and purred down to her, "But we'll change that soon enough."

23:52 Sweet_Treat closes here eyes and tries to allow herself ro relax as his touch becomes almost tender. Another soft moan escapes her lips, this one free as she just lets it happen. Her eyes spring open when, after finding her rump slightly lifted and her supple tunnel pulled open to the world, lukewarm fudge, warmed by her body heat drips down into her already sweet tunnel, getting it nice and slick for what's to come. She lets out a soft squeak and then when he speaks, she winces, "J-j-just as long as you dont go past licking..." She stutters out, trying not to squirm too much. Her eyes follow the next ladel onto the thick beading cock of the tiercel as its coated in dark chocloate. He presses forward, touching her sweet little button , eliciting a soft coo from the mare. Her tail flicks eagerly underneath the tiercel, betrwaying her through her fear.

00:04 Argyle chuckled as her body betrayed her emotions, the mare's tail flicking up between his hinds as the tiercel crouched over her, "It'll be more than licking, but I don't think you'll particularly mind either~" Lifting her legs higher he eased himself forwards, tip just parting her lips, fudge starting to drip from the pair as their flushed bodies heated it. He could feel she was warm, slick besides the copious filling of fudge, and somewhat eager, the tiercel's hips rolling involuntarily as his body was nearly as eager to explore hers. A hiss of pleasure escaped his beak as withdrew, the crown of spines around his tip dragging against her walls, not painful yet stiff. The thrust was voluntary and the griffon raised himself up plunging half his cock into the pegasi, grunting as her tight walls encompassed him, the mix of toppings easing the passage greatly and adding a slippery texture that caused him to grunt in half surprise.

00:13 Sweet_Treat quivers and sucks in a deep breath as the tip parts her sensitive flesh, easing ever deeper into her warm slippery tunnels. Her nectar mixes with the warm fudge, leaving the entry nice and easy for the both of them. As he presses deeper, the mare makes noises of pleasure and rolls up on her head, arching forward against the tiercel as best as she can in her bound position. Her body squirms and pulls at the taffy bindings, not to escape, but to get a better purchase to unite herself with the tiercel. Her hot tunnel ripples around his shaft, responding to the stiff spines stimulation, trying to draw him further in. Her mind falters for a second at his words, almost as if he was going to go back on them, but she pushes that asside, she had to believe. The mare closes her eyes and tries to ake herself think she wants this as a shudder of pleasure rushes through her body, causing her to cry out.

00:18 < -> Arta is now known as QueenChrysalis

00:24 Argyle ground his beak and screwed his eyes shut pushing his hips forwards to sink his shaft into her the rest of the way, her lips pressing against his knot. Burried deep in the mare he hugged her bound legs to his chest, head sagging forwards, and simply sat for a moment enjoying the feeling of her hot tight tunnel gripping around him. When he finally drew back, a wave of fudge and caramel dragged out with his tip, the tiercel shuddered feeling his spines tugged by her walls letting out a shaking breath, "E-eager, aren't you? Shame you didn't play along at first, or you could be more comfortable for this." Not waiting for an answer he drove himself back into the pegasus, sac meeting with her rump in a dull thwap, then withdrew, starting to set a steady if somewhat hard pace that rocked her back into the floorboards with each pass.

00:28 < -> QueenChrysalis is now known as Arta

00:31 < -> Inky is now known as Aldric

00:32 Sweet_Treat gives a loud cry of pleasure as she feels those hips press against her hers and his member pushign deep inside her marehood. This was her first time with a griffon, and despite herself, she hoped that this would certainly not be her last either as the thick strange shaft drug across her tunnel in a riveting way. The mare lets out a loud squeal of enjoyment as he pulls out, feeling the hot sauces work their way down her body. Her mouth opens to respond to his question but her words are caught in her throat at the thrust. Her breath is heavy as he begins to pump in and out of her and she falls to her back, rocking across the ground less under her power and more because of him. The motions throw her sticky coatings up onto him and the surounds as well as causing any spots that were still pink before to quickly become stained with th delectable treats.

00:41 Argyle grunted with each thrust, breaths coming in hot puffs as he worked himself in and out of the mare. He'd been with ponies before but, either through fear or lack of experience, she was a far tighter fit than any to that point. She was sliding across the ground, he was getting coated in the condiments, but the tiercel didn't care. He was focused solely on the hot tunnel that hugged his shaft not wanting to release it each time he withdrew. He had begun to pant, pace slowly increasing, by the time the top of her head bumped against the wall, the barrier serving to give the tiercel better purchase as he pounded away at the mare. Already he could feel himself starting to tense, a steady stream of pre working it way from his tip to mingle with her juices and the toppings, some running down to pool around her dock. The air was thick with the scent of hot sugar, caramel, chocolate, and their shared arousal, her sweet nectar vastly different from his heady musk.

00:42 < Arta> (so...wait...Sweet Treat's vag is full of liquid fudge and caramel, and Argyle is fucking into it? )

00:42 < Argyle> (Yuuup >.>)

00:42 < Arta> (HOOOOOT)

00:44 < Sweet_Treat> (I'd say poor sweet treat for her inevitable yeast infection, but I think that's the least of her worries :B

00:44 < Argyle> (Yeah that wont be a huge issue afterwords :P)

00:46 < Arta> (I'd be more worried about her getting knocked up with hippogryphs)

00:46 < Arta> (hahaha)

00:46 < Arta> (<_<)

00:46 < Argyle> (That.. wont be a problem either..

00:47 < Argyle> (Though that WOULD be something fun to confront in the future >.>)

00:48 < Starburn> (yummy)

00:50 Sweet_Treat makes a cute little noise at each thrust as the tiercel plunges deep into her tunnel. Her body, despite its eagerness, remains tense and tight as the tunnels ripple and squeeze around his shaft. She's rather breathless by the time her back begins to get propped up against the counter rattling the jars above the pair. A dark streak stains the ground where the two slid across the tile. As Argyle kept up, she could feel herself weak and quivering as a warm feeling rises up in the center of her body. She absoultly gushes around the tiercel's cock as the intoxicating mixture of their scents fills the air. She could feel herself getting quite close now, even her situation had left her mind as she focused on the pleasure.

00:51 < Sweet_Treat> (If it pleases the arta: https://gyro.tech/rp/nsfw/a-snack-after-closing-time )

00:55 < Arta> (it does please me~)

00:57 < Arta> (wow...that escalated quickly :O )

01:00 Argyle groaned the next time he pushed into Sweet_Treat, the wave of her juices dousing his crotch in hot mare nectar. The tiercel was growing close himself, tension building at the base of his shaft, but he wasn't ready to finish quite yet. Attempting to ease his pace back down the griffon gave slow deep thrusts, somewhat jerky despite his effort, and leaned forwards against her raised hinds licking away a streak of caramel from her cheek. "Too bad this.. hahh.. cant be a rec-curing thing," he murmured to her, his tongue making a second pass tingling with the sweet salty mixture of the coating sweat and her own flavour. Pushing into her cunny he strained forwards, stretching and teasing her lips with his thick knot before easing off to repeat a few times, asking in a low growl, "How bad do you want my knot? I can feel you do, but say it. Wont get it until you do my little Treat."

01:01 < Argyle> (Kinda did ^^;;)

01:09 Sweet_Treat feels herself lost in a haze as he thrusts into her, tail flicking aback and fortha nd breath coming rapidly as she hovers on the edge. As Argyle slows down she slowly brings the griffon back into focus as the haze subsides a little. She leans into his sensual tounge as it trails across her coat, cleaning her of some of the caramel. She tries to focus on his quiestion and says between soft pants, "Please! Please fuck me hard. Give me your knot! Seal yourself inside of me." As he goes in for another lick, her begging culminates in her pressing her snout to his beak and pushing her tongue inside in a lustful kiss.

01:10 < Sweet_Treat> (So do you like so far Argyle?)

01:10 < Sweet_Treat> (err Arta)

01:11 < Argyle> (I totally do xD)

01:11 < Arta> (Oh yes. I most certainly do, I'm reading the backstuff still)

01:18 Argyle was surprised by the eagerness of her kiss, not having expected the mare to get so into it considering the circumstance. Still, he wasn't complaining, and tilted his head beak parted wider to lean into the kiss himself. Huffing hot breaths into her maw the tiercel couldn't do much in that regard other than stroak at her much broader tongue with his own. What he could do, however, was draw his hips back to the point that his tip was just parting her lips, then slam himself back into the mare and rut her furiously. Their combined fluids splattered the floor and onto his fur, his hefty sac swinging to slap against her soaked coat each time they met, a dull thump-thump-thump shaking the counter as he raced to finish in the pegasus. Hammering into her on last time he griffon leaned forwards, groaning into her muzzle, and pushed his knot inside as it swelled to lock the pair together as the first thick rope of his seed spilled from his shaft. The tiercel wasn't aware enough to be sure, but some part of him knew he was shooting directly into her womb, tail slapping the floor as he came hard, stars shooting up his spine in a trail of tingling pleasure.

01:21 < Sweet_Treat> (Gah I always feel so bad when I manage a little more than one post break and my partner does 2+ xP)

01:21 < Zuthal> (me too, Sweet_Treat... me too...)

01:24 < Argyle> (We all do. Don't worry about it Sweet_Treat, I do it all the time ^^;;)

01:25 < Arta> (all caught up.)

01:25 < Arta> (unf)

01:26 < Argyle> (Glad you approve Arta~)

01:30 < Arta> (""Too bad this.... cant be a recurring thing

01:30 < Arta> (I don't know :3)

01:30 < Arta> (Maaaaaybe it could be!)

01:30 Sweet_Treat breathes her sweet breath over the tiercel's tongue with each gasp as their spit mingles with the others. She could still taste the delicious mixture of sauces from whe he'd licked her previously, the wonderful concoction dancing over her tongue and making her mouth water. That taste was quite the treat, though her mind didnt connect it to the fact that that was /her/ flavor at the moment, a taste that would certainly be irresistable to a hungry creature. She laps it up eagerly and keeps her lips pressed against his beak, making a good show of her involvment. Her breath comes in short squeaks at each powerful slap as her body quivers from the rush of sensations and in turn rattles the counter. Finally she lets out a loud scream of pleasure and falls away from the kiss as the tiercel pops the not between her tender lips. Her body quivers and contracts as her eyes roll back into her head as she's overwhelmed. the tunnel squeezes tight on the shaft, milking the griffon for all he was worth and drawing it deep into her body. The impact on her body was enough to cause a container to fall to its side, spilling a delicious nectar of sugared strawberies in a red syrup down and coating the mare's face and chest.

01:31 < Sweet_Treat> (I thought you didnt do the whole sex and dessert Arta :P)

01:35 < Arta> (Actually...this I like~)

01:36 < Sweet_Treat> (Oh? Is it the domination aspect?)

01:42 Argyle rasped out a churr as they parted, his hips rolling and twitching as his body attempted to force his member as deep into the mare as it could. His eyes were screwed shut but, when the luscious scent of the strawberries hit his nostrils they flicked open searching out the source. The sight of the rich red fruit pouring down onto the mare, so delectable as she already was, sent another shiver throught the tiercel who hunched over as another wave of his climax seemed to peak. Seed gushed into the pegasus in thick heavy spurts, splattering across the depths of her womb, filling the chamber with his lust. Hips bucking and twitching Argyle gradually started to come down, his orgasm ebbing away, a few last spurts of cum pouring into the already filled space. His head drooping, the tiercel hunched forwards, one talon supporting his shivering frame against the counter as he panted hard, trying to regain his senses. By now the strawberries had dripped farther down the mare trickling across her belly and just reaching where the two were tied, the much cooler nectar pulling a sensative hiss from the overstimulated tiercel.

01:47 < Arta> (The domination, using fudge and caramel as lubricants, griffon on pony action...)

01:48 < Argyle> (You might get a turn sometime then Arta~ Though I don't think you'll like the end so much)

01:50 < Arta> (Oh, is he going to eat her after all? :O )

01:51 < Arta> (Hey, I'd take that ending)

01:51 Sweet_Treat 's tongue hangs out of her mouth as she lays against the counter, panting hard and getting some of the sweet taste of strawberry in her mouth, though her pleasure addled mind couldnt make sense of the new flavor. Her body continues to convulse and conract, squeezing the tiercel's shaft and pulling the last of his seed inot her body, mixing with her own jucies and the sweet syrups that lined her inside. As she slowly begins to regain her breath her eyes return back to normal as she stares at teh teircel with a pleasured grin on her snout as the exhausted griffon looms over her. His tired for didnt seem threatening, especially as his panting beak slumps softly into the syrup. So close to her freedom, she though, this was certainly worth it.

01:51 < Arta> (As long as I get some griffon loving beforehand)

01:51 < Sweet_Treat> (Oh? :P Good to know~)

01:54 < Argyle> (You can get as much as you'd like Arta~)

01:59 Argyle flinched as the syrup coated his beak, some dripping inside, and sat up still panting and a bit dazed. Gazing down at the stained grinning mare he had almost forgotten about the entire setup, his plan, but it came crawling back quick enough. A note of almost disappointment followed, but he knew this could only be a one time affair, the twinge of hunger in his middle also making itself known again. Giving his head a shake to clear things up he met Sweet's grin with one of his own, snickering through a question, "Enjoyed it as well I see?"

02:03 Sweet_Treat finds herself fully shaken back to reality by the griffons words cutting through the otherwise breathy silence. THe grin quickly vanishes off her face as she closes her jaw and then meets the griffons eyes. She gives a quick nod of affirmative and says, "Yes, it was good," exactly like she figured the griffon wanted to hear. She squeaks as she feels the knot wiggling and moving inside her walls still, putting a pleasant pressure against her sensitive flesh even still. Each movement brings a slight tensing to the mare as she waits for wahtever she's to do next to earn her freedom.

02:11 < -> Augoat is now known as August

02:13 Argyle felt his own pleasure ebbing, her reaction confirming everything he had just summised. Expression and tone going flat he looked down to their joined nethers as she twitched around him and, with a grunt of exertion, pulled his knot from her quivering cunny with a lewd wet "pop". As he did a mix of sauces, juices, and cum followed after drooling from the mare and dripping from his shaft onto her tail. Staring at the thick mix for a moment Argyle then looked back to the mare with a mischevous glint in his eye. "Quite the mess we made," he rumbled, pushing himself up on his hinds to bring the still dripping shaft to her eye level, "Now, be good and clean up like you promised~"

02:23 Sweet_Treat keeps a dutiful gaze on the tiercel as he did his work. The mare shivers and gives a loud squeak when after a breif second of painful pressure the knot pops free of her nethers and leaving a gaping hole where the fluids inside her flowed down around her dock. She takes a deep breath and looks down, though from her angle she can hardly see the mess. As the shaft is brought up in front of her she gives a nod, inspecting it to see the messy sticky coat that covered it and dripped down onto her chest. She leans forward and takes the pointed shaft into her mouth, licking over it and sucking gently, pulling the tasty flavorful mix steadily off the shaft.

02:26 < -> Flow is now known as Niv-Mizzet

02:31 Argyle stepped forwards as her muzzle met his shaft, forcing more of his cock into her maw with a snort tilting his head to gaze down with growing contempt. Of course she had had to struggle; ruin this. Snidely he called down, giving his hips a thrust against her tongue, "C'mon, with some enthusiasm. You were pretty into it a minute ago; you should be eager to get a taste of my cock." At that he left her to work folding both arms atop the counter eyes gazing through the shop front into the dark night, no ponies were about thankfully so it seemed he had all the time he wanted to finish things up. Wincing, his member throbbed as her soft tongue and hot maw worked around it, removing the remnants of their mating in a sweet salty heady mess. As if to antagonize the trapped pegasus further he bumped the overturned strawberry container with an elbow, dumping the rest of it's sticky contents atop the mare's head and muttered a desultory, "Oops."

02:32 < -> Dusk_Sunrich is now known as Abby

02:39 Sweet_Treat gags as the shaft is shoved deeper than she'd initially anticipated, but she holds her resolve, quickli licking and gulping around the candied flesh as it presses agains the back of her throat. THe sweet flavors tickle her tongue, balanced quite well by the saltyness of their combined cum. Her ears fold down at his calls and she speeds up her tongue, moving it quickly across the member, though it was quite apparent that she lacked prior experience. She makes facke noises of enjoyment, rumbling the length and trying to convince the tiercel that she was enjoying it. The mare flinches as yet more strawberries tumble down on top of her and squirms, pausing her attentions for a moment as it gets into her eyes. On top of the counter there were plenty of other condiments, including candyies and nuts, that could also be easily accidentally tipped over onto the mare.

02:42 < -> Abby is now known as Dusk_Sunrich

02:46 Argyle hummed as she worked feverishly on his shaft, the sensitive flesh soon givnig tickles of pleasure again as her tongue wrapped around it. When she paused he glanced down, a small frown on his beak, flicking over a can of crushed walnuts with a claw to tumble down into her sticky mane. He wasn't going to chastize her but it was likely the action got his message across. Plus, the more toppings he got on now the more there was to enjoy when he got around to eating her later. For now though, he got to enjoy the feeling of her muzzle around his shaft, licking him clean and then some. A churr rumbled from the tiercel as she lapped about his knot, member throbbing involuntarily, and he reached down to stroke behind one of her mostly clean ears, "Mm, good girl. So good I might just have to enjoy you again right now~"

02:47 < -> Aldric is now known as Inky

02:53 Sweet_Treat gives a muffled squeak around the shaft and redoubles her efforts as the can tumbles down and spills its tasty cruncy contents allover her mane. The nuts bounce around, some landing on her belly to join the arrya of peanutes and sprinkles and others winding up faling into Argyle's messy coat. Her tongue licks and sucks over every bit finally, pulling most of the sticky syrup off of him, and though she felt she was done, she didnt dare pull off. As Argyle speaks to her she squeaks and hesitates, giving him yet another excuse to knock something else ontop of her.

02:59 Argyle knew he was clean long before she actually finished working at him, though the pause when he speaks earns her a showering of sprinkles. Peering down between his arms the griffon could see that Sweet_Treat was an absolute mess, covered head to hoof in syrups, various condiments, and their own juices. It made her look all the more delicious, so she wouldn't have to worry about trying to clean any of it out later. His attention quickly went back to the muzzle his cock was stuffed in, giving a roll of his hips as though to grab the mare's attention he purred, "Did I say stop? You were so diligent you've got me all excited again, so I'll treat you to a second helping of griffon cream." Toying with the ear he had been scratching the tiercel smiled cruelly and added, "Aren't you a lucky pony? Getting two fillings so quickly."

03:04 Sweet_Treat whines as she finds herself deflty covered in another layer of sprinkles, leaving nearly every sticky spot on her head or mane covered in something and completely saturated. She returns to the shaft and presses down further, taking the shaft to the hilt as the tip presses down her throat. She gulps softly, clearing heir mouth of spit and causing her throat to contract around Argyle's length. She flicks her ear as she feels the claw pressing against it, giving a soft whimper. She begins to bob up and dwon on the shaft, knowing better than to fight the tiercel's request.

03:12 Argyle groaned softly as she swallowed around his tip, the rest of his shaft quickly going hard again. His member had a dull ache, being ready again so quickly after such a hard orgasm but the feline in the griffon mostly bowled it away making him ready in a flash. The talon on her ear subconsciously moved to the back of her head, for now just following along as she bobbed on his shaft, even going so far as to softly scratch through her mane. One paw lifted lightly from the floor as his tail flicked side to side, Argyle leaning harder on the counter as a glazed look came back to his eyes and he muttered, "Mff.. good girl. Just like that.." Any ill will he had was swept away as she pleasured him, pushed aside for the moment as she sucked him off, pre already starting to bead on his tip.

03:12 < Argyle> (Hey Sweet_Treat, can we pause here? Getting late and I've got to do one or two more things >.>)

03:13 < Sweet_Treat> (Ok, sure ^^ I was gonna kill it before we started noms anyways)

01:41 Sweet_Treat grimaces as she feels the the claw reach back into her mane smooshing the soft strawberries into the red stained golden hair, but she doesnt hesitate as she bobs steadily up and down on his shaft. She grimaces as the salty pre begins to drip over her tounge and down her gullet but swallows anyways. She curls her tongue around the soft shaft, slathering it in her warm saliva as her hot humid breath washes over it. Occasionally the mare, in her inexperience, rubs her teeth against the sensitive flesh, but its clear that she at least isnt intentionally doing it. She hopes she'll bring him to head soon so that she can finally be released.

01:43 < -> You are now known as GyroTech

01:43 < -> GyroTech is now known as Sweet_Treat

01:48 Argyle left the mare mostly to do her work, the occasional touch of teeth earning little in the way of reproach save the dumping of the last of the sprinkles in reach. For now the tiercel seemed satisfied with enjoying her attention's to the fullest, having much more reserve now that he'd already climaxed once. A few minutes into her sucking he started to rock his hips to meet her as she moved forwards, knot bumping against the mare's soft lips and forcing his tip further into her throat. That pattern set he seemed content to ride it out for now; the slurps and smacks of her efforts accompanied by his huffed breaths and the odd grunt.

01:51 < -> Cecil is now known as Contago

01:56 Sweet_Treat winces as a mess is made further on the floor as sprinkles shower down and bounce on her and skitter across the floor in a light tinkling. In response she slows down, becoing a lot more careful in her attentions as her tongue rubs across the sensitive surface of teh griffon's head before plunging down once more. She can feel Argyle's balls against her snout and sniff the musky scent intermingling with the sweet syrups that coated the messy sack. She ould feel the knot pressing into her mouth and spreading her jaws out each time she bobbed down, letting out a soft grunt of effort.

01:56 < -> August is now known as Augoat

01:57 < -> Gael is now known as Candy_Goat

02:03 < -> Origin|CandyPon is now known as Origin

02:05 Argyle kept this rhythm for quite a while, feeling the mare's saliva start to run down his shaft and mat the fur on his sac before dripping to the floor. Gradually the haze of pleasure thickened and he started to get rougher, meeting her lips with a bit more force and his claw holding her head more firmly. Pre was running freely from his shaft now, coating her tongue in it's musky tang whenever it passed over the muscle. Pressing particularly deep, so that his knot entered her maw for a moment, the tiercel shivered and murmured, "Mm.. g-good girl.." before pulling it back out with a little bit of effort, the spines of his head draggind across the back of her throat as he did so.

02:07 < -> Sweet_Treat is now known as GyroTech

02:08 < -> You are now known as Sweet_Treat

02:09 < Argyle> (Bear with me Sweet, I'm doing two things at once so I might lag a bit.)

02:11 Sweet_Treat feels herself gagging slightly and her stomach squeezing as he presses far deeper into her gullet with his thruts becoming more rapid. She grunts each time he thrusts forward, feeling his balls slapping at her face as each thrust pushes hard against her. She trys to pull back and slow down but the claw holds her tight and its all she can do to try and get the tiercel off. Her tongue goes still as the thrusting takes over and when the knot gets temporarily stuck she gives a little whine as its pulled free. Her breathing is heavy and labored as its cut of every time he plunges deep.

02:19 Argyle began to pant, his control ebbing away as warm spikes of pleasure started to radiate from his member with growing intensity. He was twitching and throbbing with each pass of her tongue, shaft eager to accept her touch and longing to plunge back into the pillow depths of her throat. Now when the met he had taken to holding the pegasi's head there for a few seconds, pressing her nose into the matted fur of his crotch and burrying his tip into her throat, before pulling off again to allow her to breath.

02:29 Sweet_Treat feels her eyes begin to water as the tiercel shoves himself deep into her and holds her there, focring her to swallow and gag around the pointed shaft. The convulsing throat walls rapidy contract and squeeze aroudn the tiercel's member, providing a wonderful senstation at her expense. As he holds her there, she can feel her chest burning for a breath, and when he pulls out she gasps for air, only getting half a breath more before he's forced himself back in, leaving the pony reletivly oxygen starved.

02:36 Argyle felt the pegasus struggling below him, her throat convulsing exquisitely around his shaft, and let out a low groan as her desperation for air only drove him closer to the edge. Leaning back from the counter the tiercel dropped his other talon to her head, grinding more of the toppings into her already filthy mane, and withdrew his hips so that just his tip was left between her lips. Panting hard he gazed down at her and asked, "Ready for the big finale?" Not waiting for a response he drove himself forwards again forcing his knot not only past her teeth but further into her maw as well, the flesh swelling as his tip ground into her throat making a visible bulge down below. Thrusting once, twice, the griffon pressed as much as he could on the back of the mare's head and came, shuddering hard as the first rope of his seed jetted into her gullet.

02:39 < Arta> (Damn, this is really hot o//o )

02:43 < Argyle> (You're welcome? xP)

02:46 Sweet_Treat cant even muster up the extra air to let out a whimper as she feels herself starved for air. Her attepts at breaths suck his thick cock in along with the air, providing a cool contrast against the usual hot flesh of her mouth. The whole thing seems agonizingly slow to the mare as her jaws began to ache from being forced to hold such a position for so long. Finally the tiercel indicates he's nearly had enough, but rather than respond she takes the opportunity to take in finally a good breath of air. A Good thing too, because moments later, her mouth is filled with a knot that pushes into the cavity of her mouth and begins to inflate spreading her jaws painfully wide. Deep inside her throat swells and bulges with the large shaft as she's forced to swallow rope after rope, leaving her with breathless and queezy as he holds her there.

02:53 Argyle swayed where he stood, wings falling reflexively open to try and balance himself as he rode out a second powerful climax. Pushing his hips forwards against the hold of his talons the tiercel's head lolled back a half-strangled roar slipping from his throat as he filled the mare's with more of his seed. Had he been more congnizant, even the tiercel would've been impressed with his output given the short time between, but instead he just pumped more and more into Sweet_Treat. What felt like ages for him must have felt like eternity to the mare he had his cock stuffed in ,and when at last his knot slipped as he staggered backwards the tiercel couldn't help but shoot the rest of his load in her maw and onto her face. Off balance he stumbled back into the shelving knocking more boxes free, member giving a few more feeble spurts of cum onto the floor, before at last he stopped. Hinds shaking he slid to the floor panting hard, eyes dazed and unfocused, leaving the now cum spattered mare with time to regain herself.

02:59 Sweet_Treat gags hard as the shaft continues to pump is salty seed down her throat at a rapid rate. She swallows helplessly, reflexivly trying to clear her throat of the obstruction as her chest burns for air. She was begining to grow lightheaded as they remain tied together. Her jaw ached and her body felt weak when suddenly a sharp pop between her jaws results in the knot slipping free. She winces as the thick ropy seed splatters over her coat, and while seeing the tiercel collapse like that would have been a funny sight, she can only muster up the will to breath ehavily, panting to regain her breath for entirely different reasons than Argyle's breathlessness.

02:59 < Sweet_Treat> (So I'm thinking when you're finally ready, it needs whip cream and a cherry :P

03:01 < Argyle> (Had thought about that myself ;3)

03:05 < Argyle> (Ech, actually I'm going to have to wait. I'm struggling to keep up as is Gyro. Other PnP is extremely thought intense ;.;)

03:05 < Argyle> (And I'd rather save the noms all for one go.)

03:05 < Argyle> (To do them justice >.>)

03:05 < Sweet_Treat> (Alright~ Though that probably means waiting till next weekend)

03:06 < Sweet_Treat> (Have fun though ^^)

03:08 < Argyle> (That's fine. We'll make a show of it. And really, sorry. I forgot how intesive this was x.x)

03:09 < Sweet_Treat> Oh dont worry~ This was fun too

17:45 Argyle lay where he was, panting and staring unseeingly off into space, as he reveled in the afterglow of his climax a few drops of cum rolling off his member to spatter the floor. Eventually the warm glow began to subside and he blinked the room back into focus, eyes falling on the mess of a mare that lay across from him. She looked worse for wear, not that he particularly cared, being covered head to hoof in syrups, sauces, toppings, and his own seed. Quite frankly she was a sticky mess... and she looked delicious. Exerted as he had been the tiercel now became acutely aware of his hunger (it was the reason he had entered in the first place) and seeing Sweet Treat like that peaked a desire in him. Lower within him he could feel his stomach roll, excited by the sight of the decorated pegasus, so as his shaft softened and slid away he stirred and sat upright a cruel grin slipping back onto his beak. "My my," he cooed, eyes roving her exposed form, "Don't we look delightful~"

17:49 < Midwatch> (Oh well)

17:49 < Argyle> (Sorry Midwatch :P)

17:50 < Midwatch> (No problem...it's not like vore bothers me. Besides, this has an interesting dynamic on its own. Not your run of the mill oral vore)

17:51 < Pina_Colada> (Hehe)

17:51 < Pina_Colada> (What are we doing here)

17:52 < Argyle> (Continuation of a longer running thing between Sweet and myself.)

17:52 < Aucouch> ( gyro posted a link

17:52 < Argyle> (That is also a thing.)

17:53 < Aucouch> ( like 20 minutes ago, we could post it again.

17:54 Sweet_Treat feels herself finally catching her breath as she stares, shivering at the tiercel who by the look in his eyes was not yet done with her. She could feel his eyes probing over every inch of her decorated body, looking at the tasty syrups and toppings that matted her fur down and left her feeling gritty and gross as she moved. Her taffy bindings hled strong as she pulls at them, trying to break free. "Al-alright...mr griffon...Its time to let me go, as you promised me you would do. I've been very obedient and and patient..." She says, the nervousness in her voice rising as she hears the soft growl of the teircel's gut.

17:57 < Pina_Colada> (What kinda vore I mean?)

17:58 < Aucouch> ( well its going to be come oral vore. and possibly fatal? )

17:58 < Argyle> (Yep)

17:58 < Aucouch> ( kay, i knew sweets preference but wasn't sure about yours. )

17:59 < Argyle> (I'm alright with it. Doesn't always have to be.)

18:00 < Sweet_Treat> (Sweet is lunch~)

18:00 < Sweet_Treat> (Errr dinner I guess)

18:08 Argyle set his talons on his haunches taking in the sight of her renewed struggle with amusement. "Hmm.. I did promise that, didn't I?" he rumbled back, a hard, coldness, appearing in his eyes, "Though it's not as if your patience earns reward. /You/ aren't in the position to demand anything right now. In fact, the only position you /are/ in is looking delicious.." Shuffling himself forwards away from the supporting shelves the tiercel scooted across the aisle until he sat just beyond her rear hooves, swiped the surrounding floor as clean as possible with a flick of his tail, and flopped onto his side head propped up in a talon. Reaching out he carefully traced a claw around the inside of one of her hooves, one of the only non-dressed spots left, toying around the soft frog and sole. The tiercel's eyes still roamed Sweet Treat as he murred, "You do look delectable. Quite the.. Sweet Treat, dressed up this way... and I do have a fondness for sweets.."

18:20 Sweet_Treat bites her lips as she listens to Argyle's words as a look of fright returns to her muzzle. The mare shudders as she sees the look in his eye and gulps fearfuly. "But...But...But you promised. There's certainly enough icecream in this shop to make you full..." she reasons desperatly. She watches helplessly, still tied up and propped up against the counter where the tiercel had left her, as he stocks ever closer to her and then swipes off the floor. His brown tail is coated iwht chocolate and caramel, leaving it absolutly a mess and dotted with toppings as he knocks them away. The spot where the griffon lies is still sticky and wet, but at least most of the grit is either in his tail or swept away. The mare squeaks as he traces around the sensitive frog inside her hoof and then pulls bother her hind legs closer to her, though still unfortunatly well within reach. "N-no! I'm not a treat! I'm not food. All this sweet will just give you a tummy ache. Dont eat me..." She begs fruitlessly.

18:31 < Argyle> (Hang on Sweet_Treat, have to deal with something then I can continue.)

18:32 < Sweet_Treat> (Alright)

18:54 < -> Seascale is now known as Inky

19:09 Argyle flinched slightly as she jerked her hooves away, his talon hanging limply in the air for a moment before he let it drop back down to the floor his grin slipping a bit. Another low rumble came from his belly and the tiercel followed after her, keeping the gap minimal with the mare, feeling his coat getting matted against his side with the remaining sauces on the floor. His talon snapped out seizing her bound legs, a thumb going back to teasing her soles, and he locked eyes with Sweet_Treat replying evenly, "Ahh.. but I want something more solid than ice cream and I put so much effort into making you pretty like this. Shame to let it go to waste." Craning his neck the tiercel brought his beak near her rear legs, the sweet mingling scents tingling in his nostrils, and licked a slow line up to her haunches. When he pulled away his beak was stained with caramel and chocolate, her pink coat showing through where he had lapped away the sauces, and the griffon let out a deep murr of pleasure as he savoured the taste. Holding her still he pulled himself closer going back for a second taste up her haunches towards her belly, murmuring as he did, "Stomach ache is future me's problem; current me is hungry and has a pegasus sundae to enjoy.."

19:09 < Argyle> (Sorry about that >.<;;)

19:12 < Sweet_Treat> (no worries)

19:21 Sweet_Treat takes a deep breath as she gets a seconds of respite and desptie her present situation, she grins for a second, looking at the griffon's dumb claw hanging there. Her amusement doesnt last long as he scoots forward and takes her hoof once more. NOw there was no where for her to retreat as he tickled her frogs. The mare begins to smile and then to laugh as the talon moves along there, squriming and kicking as she's left unable to get away. She's finally given a sort of relief as the tiercel instead lings forward and drags his tongue up her fur., pulling off a myriad of tasty flavors, and leaving a slightly piner, althoug still muddied, brown streak across her leg. She flails and tries to keep him off of her as he licks at the sensitive flesh up her thigh. "I'll take you out to a nice place, tehre's plenty of shops taht cator to griffons. I'm not a sunday, I'm not food..." she says, tears forming in her eyes and causing the syrup to streak down her face.

19:35 Argyle continued his sampling, exploring the mare's body further, and found various mixes of flavour along the way all undercut with her own taste and the salty tang of sweat. Working across her belly he dipped lower, beak slipping between her legs, to get a taste of their mixed fluids and coming back up trailing a strand of the sticky substance. At that point he looked up at her, licking the cum from his beak, and gave his head a shake, "Why go somewhere when I have a treat all prepared right here? And it just wouldn't do to be seen with you after this anyways." Pulling himself up he darted in to remove some of the tears from her face murmuring, "Shh.. shh.. it's okay. You wont go to waste. Dessert's don't cry~" The tiercel then dropped back down, placing his beak by her hooves and giving the sensitive soles a few licks muttering to himself, "This seems like a good place to start.." Gaping wide he guided her bound legs forwards with a talon fitting her hooves into his beak, rough edges only lightly scraping her coat, and worked his head until the rested firmly between his tongue and pallet just touching the back of his throat.

19:38 < Sweet_Treat> (Hey I thought whip cream and cherry :P)

19:38 < Argyle> (Oh shoot x.x)

19:39 < Sweet_Treat> (It could be one of those almost forgots :P

19:39 < Argyle> (Now that you remind me I'll have him do exactly that.)

19:46 Sweet_Treat shivers helplessly as she feels his slimy tongue tracing across her body, pulling up the flavorful mix of strawberries, nuts and syrups and yet, no matter how much he licked , each new taste is just as strong and tasty as teh last. Her very fur seemed to have absorbed the sauces and he was just skimming the surface. The mare gasps as she feels him slipping back inside her once more, tasting the chocolate filled salyt canal with his tongue and sending tendrils of pleasure up her spine. "P-please..." she says softly, crying harder. Her salty tears only serve to compliment her present range of flavors, somthing the griffon cant help but notice as he tastes her face. "I'm not dessert..." she protests softly. Her will is broken, evident by the fact that the mare doesnt even retract her legs as he feels him lift them up and place them betwen his sharp beak. She can feel his hot breath washing over hier hooves as the tongeu coats the m in slime. As the slippery muscles press around her soles she whimpers and closes her eyes, daring not to look at the sight.

19:53 < Pina_Colada> (You are desert, silly! Look at your name.)

19:54 < Sweet_Treat> (I mean he hasnt even eaten dinner yet either :P)

19:55 < Argyle> (He's ruining his appetite and he knows it ;P)

19:59 Argyle was about to take his first gulp, sealing her fate, when he paused looking surprised, as though something was off. As eager as he was to enjoy the mare the tiercel pulled her now saliva slicked hooves from his maw and abruptly pushed himself to his feet, going to rummage through the counter again muttering to himself the whole while. She could easily hear the clank and rattle of tins and condiments being shuffled around as he searched for something then, seeming to have found it, turn and move back to where he had left some of the other toppings. Coming back with a tin in one talon, can in the other, the griffon set the former down at his side and shook the other vigorously before leaning over her and stating as though it was obvious, "Nearly forgot the whip cream." Can held above her head the tiercel sprayed a significant amount of the fluffy cream onto her mane, forming a startlingly accurate rosette (not that she could see), before plopping a single cherry on top. As though that wasn't enough he created little tufts on her ears, moved to make a dollop on her nose where he placed another cherry, then went lower to spray some on her navel. Sitting back he surveyed his handiwork for a moment then shrugged saying, "And for good measure..." then reach awkwardly in to create one final peak atop the mound of her marehood. At that he

19:59 Argyle tossed the can aside and slid back to her hooves, rubbing his talons together as an eager smile played across his face. "NOW we can begin!" he proclaimed, mostly to himself, and quickly returned her hooves to their former position this time swallowing them down without hesitation. In his current position the tiercel had an excellent view up the rest of his tantalizing meal and he let out a murr of pleasure as he swallowed around her limbs again,

20:00 Argyle another small part of the pegasus slipping into his gullet trailing more sweet luscious coat onto his tongue.

20:00 < Sweet_Treat> (Monster post! :P)

20:00 < SkyBlue> (How do you people do it)

20:01 < Aucouch> ( 5 is good

20:01 < Sweet_Treat> (I wish I knew. 5 messages, I'm jeally)

20:01 < Sweet_Treat> (I dont think I've broken 3)

20:01 < Aucouch> ( i did o 7 before. but not in a while. )

20:01 < Argyle> (I'd say inspiration but it was more desperation xD)

20:01 < Argyle> (Had to fix the oops.)

20:03 < SkyBlue> (It's a miracle if I get a second split, might get one sometimes)

20:03 < Pina_Colada> (Poor sweet)

20:03 < Pina_Colada> (Haha)

20:03 < Pina_Colada> (Now she really is food)

20:03 < Argyle> (She.. totally deserved it >.>)

20:04 < Pina_Colada> (What did she do XD )

20:04 < Sweet_Treat> (She refused to serve Argyle afer closing, the most heinous of crimes.)

20:04 < Argyle> (I mean how rude!)

20:07 < Pina_Colada> (Wow)

20:07 < Pina_Colada> (And she gets nommed?)

20:07 < Pina_Colada> (Tied up and nommed)

20:08 < Argyle> (After other things, yes.)

20:12 Sweet_Treat watches with a resigned look as Argyle tenses up ready to take a gulp when suddenly he paused. She perked up at this new change as she's pulled off and gives him a faint smile. She'd gotten through to him aftera.. "Thank you~ Now if you could undo the taffy..." She says, excited for a moment before trailing off as it sounds like the griffon is begining to ransack her place once more. She forces another smile as he returns before his explanation turns out to be rather disapointing. The mare gulps and shakes her head as he leans forward and begins to spray. "Please, you dont have to do this!" she begs as she feels the cold foam plastering onto her strawberry covered mane and then into her ears. Her eyes cross as he puts some on her nose and follows it up with a cherry. She shakes her head, but its adhered too well and stays on. She squeaks as he places it on her navel and mound as well. "Please...I'm not some icecream to be served with a cherry on top.." She begs as he decalres that dinner is served. Soon she watches as her hooves are lifted up once more into that warm beak with the tongeu quivering underneath and tasting her body. She hears his purring as he takes a gulp and pulls more of her inside. The hot caverns massage around her calves, slowly being drawn in as the tongue quests up her body.

20:19 Argyle gulps again, greedily this time, and rakes his tongue over every bit of her he can reach finding no end to the intense flavours. He could feel her hooves being forced deeper down his throat with each gulp, the tight rings of muscle rolling over her legs in a hot sticky massage, and the sensation only served to egg him on his stomach growling quite loudly now. It didn't take long for the increasingly ravenous griffon to work his way up to her rump where he was forced to slow down some, working his head side to side to creep his beak up over her hips, tongue teasing up the inside of her thighs the whole way.

20:28 Sweet_Treat squrims as Argyle gulps faster now, seeming to be more interested in getting her legs down rather than actually tasting her for the moment. Her eyes follow his neck down to the bulge that her legs were forming in his throat. Soon the taffy bindings went into the maw as well, and Argyle didnt even have the courtesy to break them as he swallows once more. Here eyes are red and tearful as she feels the pointed edge of the beak drag across hier hips, leaving a slightly painful scratch as she's drawn ever deeper. Her eyes try to meet his gaze, looking pleadingly at him as as the tongue thrusts into her sweet nethers, lickign at the sugary juices within. Sweet lets out a loud gasp as she feels what is likely the last time she'll ever have somthing inside of her.

20:41 Argyle felt the mare stiffen at his tongue's exploration and was seemingly drawn out of his hunger fueled trance for the moment. Blinking he pulled his eyes away from the spectacle of the meal before his beak and went in search of hers, finding them glistening and afraid. Meeting them with his own she would find no glimpse of compassion, only hunger with a teasing spark, his tongue writhing in her nethers trying to draw out further sounds from the trapped mare. Talons now on her sides the tiercel pulled Sweet_Treat close, giving himself easier reach, and plunged his tongue deeper into the mare licking and teasing at every bit of her he could reach. The taste of cum, sugar, and her own juices made for an exotic and interesting cocktail that pulled a churr of enjoyment from the tiercel, his narrow tongue flicking up to give some attention to her sensitive nub as well, swirling around the flesh and pressing hard against it.

20:49 Sweet_Treat shivers as he locks eyes with the tericel upon seeing only cruelty and hunger in it despite her tearful pleading look. She gives a gasp as Argyle pulls her hips in to his aw deep enough that her slit rests against the tongues bace, enabling argyle to explore deep within her. As the fleshy length rubs against her sensitive walls her cream coated mound begins to flush and plump out once more. The frightened mare begins to pant as her body responds to what it thinks to be affections. As she feels the lick across her nub she arches back into the tongue, letting out a loud moan of pleasure. It seemed perhaps his meal was enjoying its consumption afterall.

20:56 Argyle kept his gaze locked with hers as he pleasured the mare, an amused questioning look dancing through his eyes at her apparent enjoyment. Purring through a chuckle he continued to lap at her warming cunny trailing his tongue down one slick lip, up the other, then back, giving a swirl around her clit each time he reached it. He could taste her juices starting to flow again, running down and bringing everything that filled her into his maw, which he swallowed down around her trapped legs. The tiercel chuckled through a churr, loving how he could make her squirm even as he consumed her, and slipped his tongue back into her, searching and reaching along her walls in an attempt to find more spots to make her squeak.

21:03 Sweet_Treat tries to fight against the feelings as in her mighd she knows that if she cooperates it will only end in her consumption. Despite this, the mare the mare's nethers started to take over, filling her mind with pleasure as the tongue quests and explores her canals. He must have gotten a lot of chocolate into her cause even as it drizzles out along with her dripping marecum, it doenst seem to dilute. THe pony tenses as Argyle gets a particularly sweet spot, his motions causing her to scream, not a bloodcurling scream of fear, but rather one of intense pleasure. Argyle can feel her nethers heating up and quivering under his touch, signalling that the pony was ust about to reach her climax.

21:18 Argyle would have grinned if he could. Her cry was music to the tiercel and her trembling dripping nethers was the icing on the cake for him, sweet chocolatey mare flavoured icing. Pulling his tongue back the tiercel ran it up the inside of one of her lips, just barely touching the flesh with the muscle, all the way up to her clit where he did the same before just letting it sit atop the winking bud. Sitting like that he considered denying Sweet_Treat any further pleasure, the release she was so close to, and watched the mare closely as he worked towards a conclusion.

21:26 Sweet_Treat breaths very quickly taking short panting breaths as as she feels the tongue against her walls. Suddenly it pulls out and she gives the tiercel questioning look as she feels him slow down. Each time his tongue brushes the sensitive flesh the mare gives a light squeaky moan and shivers. All tied up as she was there was certainly no hope of her alieviating her own itch if he just gulped her down. Though what did it matter to him? She was just food to be tasted and enjoyed and as it was her fluids were finally starting to taste less choclatety. The mare gives Argyle a pleading look as he rests his tongue right up against her nub. "Just...please finish me...if you're going to eat me..." She begs softly, quivering and arching against the pleasant length.

21:39 < Argyle> (Hey Sweet_Treat do you mind pausing here? It's not ideal but I need to do dinner and couple of things x.x)

21:41 < Sweet_Treat> (uhh sure I suppose ^^ How long are you gonna be?)

21:42 < Argyle> (Uhh.. a bit. Likely more than an hour. We'll probably have to pick up another time. Not the ideal spot, I know..)

01:20 Argyle stared back at her evaluatingly, eyes narrowing slightly as he swallowed down another beakful of marecum, then pulled his tongue away from her clit after giving it one last teasing flick. No, he wasn't going to finish her off, he had a better idea. One hard gulp tugged the legs that had been sitting in his throat deeper and her nethers slid out of reach of his tongue, her dock pressing onto the muscle, the tiercel using his talons to help force her down into his maw. Another few gulps and he could feel her hips squeezing into his throat, stretching the flesh pleasantly as her hooves just entered his crop, as the dollop of whip cream on her navel drew near his beak. That he carefully worked around, able to feel the creamy topping press into his palette, only some of it working around her and making it down to where he could taste it. The stretched sensation she provided along with her taste were divine, the tiercel thoroughly enjoying every gulp and every bit more of her that got crammed into him. Soon her bound forelimbs bumped against his beak and with a little effort he got them inside, reaching up to shread the candy bonds once they were securely in his maw. There, now she'd be able to deal with her own needs once she was completely inside, if she wanted to, that was.

01:32 Sweet_Treat keeps her eyes locked on hi, pleading that he at least make her cum one last time instead of leaving her like this. She gives one soft moan as he tickles across her nub one last time, and then feels him gulp around her, puling the toungue away from her slit. She can feel a burning itch that needed to be scratched down there and she was going to have to go the rest of her time without it, or so she thinks. SHe can feel her feathers starting to get wet with his drool as the tips of her wings are drawin in, and then subsequently gulpted down without much thought. The whip cream smears over Argyle's beak as he slides forward to take it in> The mare's hind legs finally pop into a more open area, causing Sparkler's struggles to pick up once more as eh takes his crop to be his stomach. "No please! DOnt eat me! I'll do anything..." she begs. Watching and sniffling as he takes her forelegs in she feels his hot breath wafting over her chest. The tiercel pauses, and when he shreds her bidnings the mare gives a small sound of joy, expecting that maybe she's being let go only for another gulp to shatter that illusion. Her now free hooves twist and move within the beak, mostly serving to rub her fur against the griffons tongue and doing little else.

01:43 < Sparkler> ( Sweet_Treat: suddenly, a Sparkler!)

01:44 < Sweet_Treat> ( *confused*

01:45 Argyle murred in pleasure as she ground herself against his tongue, the soft feathers of her wings adding their own unique taste to the mix. He always had a fondness for pegasi; their wings and slim forms having a wonderful.. flighty, taste all their own which he was able to full sample on her feathers. Another gulp and his beak started to edge up her chest, the tiercel going nearly cross eyed in an effort to keep a good view of her, the rest being crammed into his greatly stretched gullet and some settling into his crop. She had obviously felt the space, but had misidentified it, giving the griffon another idea of how to play with his meal. Almost as he thought it his belly rumbled loud again, and he flexed the muscles in his neck to contract the crop around her hind legs, trying to reinforce the illusion, a low murr escaping him as he worked his tongue through her feathers.

01:46 < Argyle> (You had mentioned Sparkler in you last post. An error I believe :P)

01:46 < Sparkler> ( Sweet_Treat: ^ XD)

01:46 < Sweet_Treat> (oh xP)

01:46 < Sweet_Treat> (I think I tried to tab complete Sweet_Treat

01:47 < Zuthal> (womp)

01:52 Sweet_Treat begins to curl into the tight slimy sac as Argyle continues to gulp greedily around her form. She shivers as she feels his tongue tracing across her flavored feathers, flaring them in his gullet and trying to flap as she struggled desperatly for her freedom. Most of her body is surrounded in pulsating flesh now, as the beak claims the rest of her chest. Her head remains tilted forward locking eyes with his, still pleading with them. Jus then she hears the ominous growl and feels the crop begining to contract around her form. "No! No nonono...." she says too tired to even beg, utterly defeated. Her face is soaked and runny with her tears as she begins to accept her fate.

02:02 Argyle gazed back into her bleary eyes with a sort of triumphant glee, his eyes almost saying, "Now you know your place." He wasn't able to look at her much longer however, as two more powerful swallows pulled her neck into his maw forcing her head to tilt back lest she get hurt. All the tiercel could see of his meal now was mane, ears, and whipped cream as he deliberately slowed his pace, sitting up and inching his beak up around her head. One talon went to the bugle in his throat, prodding and stroking the clearly outlined form of the mare within, straying to his crop as her hips and belly were forced in the sac expanding readily to accept them in it's hot humid confines. Most of the whip cream the tiercel and squirted atop her mane was divided and sloughed off when it met his beak, only some of it making it into the bird's maw as, finally, his jaws drew up around the sides of her face framing her view of the world in hard yellow keratin. This is where he used his free talon, reaching around and pressing it to her nose and pressing, letting his throat relax, as gravity did most of the work to seal her away from the world. All it took was one last gulp and her head cleared his maw, slipping into and down his throat, so the tiercel could at last snap his beak shut and lower his head. His talons followed her decent, keeping pace with her head

02:02 Argyle as it was forced down the tight tube of his throat before joining the rest of her in his stretched twitching crop. Craning his neck back he grinned down at the squirming lump she made, giving it a consoling pat, and speaking loudly so she could hear, "Ahh~ Just as wonderful as I thought. Your name really was fitting, Sweet_Treat~"

02:11 Sweet_Treat holds her head forward as long as she can until her chin begins to contact his beak. After a sharp pressure, she gives up entirely, letting her head fall backwards to alighn with his mouth. His hot humid breath washes around her snout, filling her nostrils with a sickening sweet scent of all the delicious topings, masking over it the foul fishy odor of the griffons normal breath. Her eyes recead into the slippery tunnel, watching as first the edges of the beak come into view, followed by slippery pink flesh that lined the walls. She could see the saliva dripping in and coating her. Her nose scrunches under the sharp pressure of the talon, pressing her ever backwards until the beak snaps shut, sealing her away in darkness. Deprived of sight, the sensations and sounds around her take focus. The tounge presses backwards against her snout, and then with one final gulp she disapears down the dark tube. She squirms against the pressure on her form as she decends the tube, soon finding all of her body compressed in a tight slimy sac. "Please...I'm not a treat...dont do this..."

02:12 < Sweet_Treat> (Oooh~ No sundae, not even a pegasus one, is complete w/o icecream~)

02:16 < Argyle> (Heh, that's coming, trust me~)

02:29 Argyle scooted back across the floor to recline against the storage racks again, a pleased sigh escaping him as the mare struggled within. She clearly had no idea that her plight was far from over and he wanted to enjoy things as much as he could. Keeping a talon pressed against her bulge he groped with the other to find the, now soft, tube of ice cream he had brought with him earlier. Prying the lid off with a claw he gave his head a shake, jostling the trapped pegasus, and chuckled, "I don't see what you were complaining about; seemed to be enjoying yourself for at least part of the trip. Might as well enjoy the time you've got left." Lifting up the tub the tiercel realized he had neglected to get a spoon as well but after a moment of hesitation simply shrugged, digging his talon into the soft confection, and tossing a scoop of it into his beak to be swallowed down whole. It left a chilled trail as it traveled down his throat before falling into his crop and the tiercel added unconcernedly, "I certainly will at least."

02:38 Sweet_Treat feels herself sloshing around in the crop, gently rolling in the mixture of spit and syrup as the msucles squeeze and press against her form, and as Argyle plays his talon across her bulge. In the commotion, her nethers stroke the wall once more, reminding her of the burning nead as a shudder travesl through her form. A hoof slowly finds its way between her legs as she manoeuvers it around in the crampec chamber, using it to gently tease at her netherlips. "THats...thats because you were sticking your tonge where it doesnt belong..." SHe responds breathily as her motions make her light and airy. She suddenly lets out a loud squeak as a cold substance, her good icecream drips down onto her form. She can feel its soft form kneaded into her flesh by the walls and slowly melting away as it leaves her shivering. "N-no! DOnt do that. That's cold..." She complains shivering despite the sweltering heat around her. Nearby she can hear the rapid thumping of the tiercel's heart and the ominous gurgles and squelching form both this chamber and up ahead.

02:39 < -> Aucouch is now known as August

02:46 Argyle let out a soft snort at her protest, tossing back another glob of the ice cream and gulping it down before regarding the tub with a curious air. He'd just swallowed down the pegasus.. why should this be any different? Tilting his head back he applied amusedly to the fidgeting mare, "You seemed to like where it was pretty well, and you work with the stuff so I don't see why you're complaining." Opening his beak wide the tiercel squeezed the bottom of the tub, the entire contents slipping free thanks to it's time in the open and falling into his waiting maw with a wet "plop". Before it's chilling effects could really set in he swallowed that down as well, the cold lump traveling through his chest and causing him to shudder, eagerly awaiting her response to it's appearance.

02:47 < August> ( brain freeze? oh come on that would be great)

02:48 < Sweet_Treat> (EEEEEE~~~ Fooood play and other mean stuff is greeaat~

02:50 < Argyle> (It certainly can be :P)

02:51 < August> ( do eit!)

02:56 Sweet_Treat squeals again as the next glop of icecream hits her and gets mushed up into her laready messy fur. As she squirms she slowly rubs her hooves on her nub, finding her breath become shallower and open, and the effects of her activities can be well heard in her next response, "Yes...but I dont wear it!" She complains as he's gulping down the the rest of the tub. Soon that huge mess comes splattering down on top of her. The chilling mush is squished by the walls fo teh crop and the tiercel's hoof into her fur, coating every inch of her in the freezing substance. The poor mare lets out a loud shriek and renews her flailing, pushing and squirming inside the gut, inadvertently stroking his lining pleasurabley. "Cold colc col--pbbbth" The mare takes a bit of the sweet mixture of juices surounding her as she squeals, getting a strong taste of the delcisous mix of flavors that coated her body, but she wanted none of it. Her flesh aches fromt eh cold as the icecream saps her heat away.

03:07 Argyle snickered as she thrashed around, having obviously been pleasuring herself moments before. A churr rolled from his chest as she inadvertantly gave the tiercel a massage, his talons pressing back against her hooves wherever they appeared. Giving the mare a condecending pat he chided, "Settle down in there, you're not getting out any time soon~" then hefted himself back to his feet to search for more ice cream. Now that he'd had some, the griffon really was in the mood for "dessert", so he wandered back into the rear of the shop, the pegasi's weight settling oddly as he walked.

03:15 Sweet_Treat continues to flail around in the chamber as she feels sharp prickles in her skin wehre the icecreamsuckes the heat away from her body. In her strugles she can feel teh gritty feeling of nuts and sprinkles gently scraping across her flesh and getting all caught up her in feathers, creating an uncomfortable scratching senation. The soft flesh of strawberries and cheries squish underneath the presssure, pressing inot her body with disgusting sensations. She can feel her hooves pressed back in as the talons push agaisnt them and sways back and forth within the chamber as Argyle gets up to move once more. In the back, he can see a wide array of cadies and fruits taht teh mare used in her shakes, as well as a freezer where she kept her delicous stores of hoofmade icecream.

03:26 Argyle wandered across to the freezer, grunting as the pegasus kept struggling and muttered to her, "Settle down will you?" Taking a seat at the freezer he stared at the selection of ice cream, giving the mare a few minutes of respite while he made his selection. Shuffling about some of the tubs he made a small stack of his selection but stopped just short of opening another as something occurred to him. Giving Sweet_Treat a prod through the side of his crop he called down, "Doing alright in there? Didn't ruin your hoofwork did I?"

03:34 Sweet_Treat fels herself tiring out from her flailing and squriming, but fortunatly, the chamber managed to mostly warm back up to a luke warm temperature while argyle makres his selections. She grows more still now as teh cold has finally left and responds back to him, "Well maybe if you hadnt eaten an entire tub of icecream..." The mare settles down, and as she warms back up she begins to notice thei itch in her nethers is still there. As she goes to reach she hears Argyle's teasing words and feels him inadvertently press the stomach walls againstg her clit. She squeaks loudly and shakes her head. "N-no I'm not doing alright. I' freezing cold and you ate me! And...I dont know what you mean..." She says, denying she'd done anything and retracting her hoof.

03:47 Argyle laughed openly now, drumming his claws across the lid of the top pint of ice cream, "Oh come now, I know what you were doing. I could hear it, I could /feel/ it. And I saw that fire in your eyes, you're hot and bothered~" Rubbing at her again with his talon the tiercel couldn't tell what he was touching but manages to graze over her needy clit once or twice, figuring out the location from how she flinched. A purr rolled from his chest as he grinned down at his occupant, the mare still thinking she was in his belly, as he offered another comment, "Might as well enjoy it while you can. Things'll get sticky in there soon enough and cold will be the least of your worries. Why be more uncomfortable if you don't have to?" He was openly egging her on at this point, but the griffon was curious to see if he could get her to get herself off, adding with a shrug, "Makes no difference to me, I can go back to the ice cream."

03:53 Sweet_Treat shudders and moans softly as his talon brushes against her sensitive button, making her need all the greighter as her body craved the sweet release. "I-I was n-not!" She stutters out, blushing and from her tone quite obviously lying having been caught in the act. She shifts around in the crop when she hears his next comment. "No...please cough me up...I think I can already feel it.." she whimpers, her fera causing imaginary tingling sensations across her flesh. She holds resolute until he threatnes wer with more icecream. Thats when she squeals again and shakes her head. "N-no! No more icecream, let me get comfortabel instead..." she says, sounding quite diffeated as her forehoof oeves through the sticky substances to rub at her sensitisve ub.

04:00 Argyle lets out a pleased sigh, knowing he had completely broken the mare, getting her to act such a way given the situation. Giving her another pat he chuckles, eyes wandering the room as his belly gurgles in complaint, not happy that it's meal has been held off so long. "Definitely cant let you back up at this point; just makes things messier," he replied, sorting through more of the ice cream (she had quite the selection!), "You'll feel better after. Makes the whole thing easier~"

04:02 < Sweet_Treat> (read that as 'you'll be better after' as in less of a mess to bring up :P)

04:02 < Argyle> (Heh, in some ways it's true~)

04:07 Sweet_Treat rubs more vigorously against her sensitive little button, pleasent sensations coursing throug her body, building up a pressure in her nethers as the griffon sorts through his selection of icecream. "Its...My...shop...I...wont...mind...the...mess...." she responds between her quick shallow breaths. Suddenly the pony reaches her peak and her body tenses, shooting waves of pleasure through her as her tunnel contracts, squiring out more of her marecum into the slimy sack. She screams loudly in pleasure once more as she reaches her peak, signalling to Argyle that he'd broken ehr enough to get her to finsih herself despite the situation. The orgasm lasts near a minute with how pent up she'd been before the pony finally goes limp in Argyle's gut.

04:12 Argyle could easily follow along with Sweet_Treat's actions, her rubbing hoof visible through his plumage as she pleasured herself. The griffon paused as she worked herself up, watching the bulge with rapt attention as she came, the warm splash on the inside of his crop earning her a pleased murr. She twitched and shuddered far longer than he had thought, the tiercel giving her some soft, almost caring rubs through his crop when she finally slumped against it's walls. He hummed and lowered his head to the bulge, speaking softly, "There, isn't that better? Makes what comes next easier. And don't you worry yourself abot the shop anymore, it's not a problem~"

04:17 Sweet_Treat allows herslef to bask in the afterglow as long as it will last. The dark chamber and warm squeezing of the cwalls and gentle rubbing was almost like a hug and served to prolong the mare's bliss. She hears Argyle's words as they rumble loudly around her, but her pleasure addled and broken mind doesnt actually register them as words. She purrs softly, remaining calm, collected, and in bliss as she takes pantying breaths to recover from her climax.

04:26 Argyle could feel the mare panting away in his crop and decided to use her dazed stillness to his advantage. Rolling his neck the griffon forced the chamber to contract around her a small opening at the bottom, almost impossible to feel before, twitching and trying to pull at any part of her it could. He kept at it, feeling when it finally got purchase on her and started to suck the mare deeper, the trip this time much shorter than before. It took the tiercel far less effort to force Sweet_Treat from his crop into the last bit of gullet, the mare practically draining from the space and dropping down through his chest to splash unceremoniously into his belly proper. The bulge she had made in his neck quickly ballooned out his belly and the tiercel let out a groan of satisfied pleasure as, at last, his appetite was sated.

04:33 < August> /clear

04:33 < August> ( whoops

04:34 Sweet_Treat continues to breath hard as the chamber of the crop contracts around her, forcing her into an even more compact ball. Still she remained clam, lost in the cloud that still filled her mind. As she shifts to get comfortable, she actually makes it easier for the griffon to drag her down, gripping her rump and tugging on it as the floor gives out beneath her. It isnt until she's about halfway through the tube that she begins to realize something was amiss with all teh squeazing and churning around her. Sweet perks up as she realizes wrongly that it must be Argyle deciding to bring her back up afterall. "Thank you thank you thank you~ I'll do anything you want." She calls out feeling a rush of hope. Soon the walls give way to another cramped sack, and this one smells far worse. The scent of the acid tainted with the sweet juices from before fills her lungs and makes her gag as she lets out a scream. "What!? But I thought..." She says breaking into tears again. The steady trickle of sweet juices and other treats had already brought the stomach into full swing, as there was a sizable level of fluid around her, pressed into her fur by the rolling eager muscles.

04:34 < August> ( in good news.. i finnaly read it all properly. that was fun)

04:35 < Sweet_Treat> (Tease her about being griffon food, about being reduced to a pellet~)

04:35 < August> ( this is a crazy rp you two have done here.

04:36 < Argyle> (Little bit. Little bit. It's certainly long)

04:36 < Argyle> (And I will Sweet_Treat, trust me.)

00:05 Argyle swayed back where he sat, head lolling to the side and tongue hanging from his beak as her weight settled in his gut making the griffon feel incredibly full and happy. Another low grown escaped him as his talons moved to the lumpy bulge of the mare below his coat, stroking and rubbing over the stretched muscle. Feeling suddenly unsteady the tiercel hauled himself forwards across the floor one talon staying on his belly as it sloshed with his movement and turned to lean back against the freezer, his stack of ice cream still standing nearby. Letting his weight rest back against the appliance he spread his hinds so that his mare filled belly could settle comfortably and he belched loudly, tasting the myriad of coatings again, as some air that had gone down with her came back up. "Ohh, that's better," he purred, able to feel the walls of the half filled chamber squish around his meal, "You were exactly what I wanted." Another small burp worked it's way up and he chuckled, giving his belly a pat as her cries reached his ears, "Heh, you thought wrong little snack. You were a bit too distracted to realize where you were, not that knowing would have made a difference~"

00:16 Sweet_Treat flails around as she feels him moving and scooting across the floor, putting an uncomfortable pressure on her until he finally splays out on the floor. THe hot somach rolled and contracted around her forcing its rather full contents ino her coat, not that she could get much more messy than she already was. If one were to turn the light on in the stomach, they'ed never knwo that the disgusting little pegasus inside had once been a pretty pink and yellow. She squeals as a thundering belch around her echoes in her ears, forcing the stomach to contract even tigher around her body. "B-b-but! You cant! PLease...I'm not a snack..." She whines as the walls squish and squeeze around her. "Y-you promised to let me go!"

00:29 Argyle chuckled again, making a point to suck down a breath replacing the air he had forced up. He wasn't done with her yet and couldn't have something like suffocation ruin the fun! "I lied, my dear," he stated rubbing fondly a this pegasi filled gut, "And I can. I /did/. You were never going to be anything but a snack, though the.. fun we had was an unexpected touch. Another cherry on top~" His belly grumbled and groaned, churning around her but not as actively as it could be, only enough acid in the humid chamber to come up to her belly. Picking his beak with a claw the tiercel languidly turned his head to regard the ice cream he had selected before, trying to guage if he could fit anything else in his burgeoning gut. "I'm surprised you believed me; I mean really. Why would I have /ever/ let you go?," he sneered down to her, giving a teasing prod through the thin later of flesh, "Now you just

00:29 Argyle get to stew in there for a bit and think about your mistakes."

00:39 Sweet_Treat takes a breath of the repacedment air as it reaches down into his stomach, displace the mixture of icecream and acids that rose up around her body. The mare gives a little sob as she hears his words, shaking her head before the tears burst forth once more. Not only was she going to die like this, but she'd been humiliated fruitlessly before that. "B-because I cooperated...and I was going to help you get something to eat..." she says quietly, almost inaudible through the thick flesh and gurlging belly. She could feel the acids around her starting to curdle the icecream, maiking it clump up in her fur and stick it tongether.

00:47 Argyle left her to her own misery for a moment, groping with a talon to drag the assemblage of ice cream closer, and circled the other idly over the trapped mare. Straining slightly to reach he belched again, quickly replacing the air, and finally offered a reply, "You say that, but we both know you were going to run the first chance you got. Even if you didn't you were going to sick the Guard on me eventually." Giving his head a shake the tiercel managed to pull the rest of the treats close to himself and pried the lid off one tub a claw, continuing, "I had to finish you off. Gurgle you away to nothing in my belly. Only evidence we met will be some pudge, and I'll work that off in time." Up ending the container without even checking it's contents the griffon swallowed down the entire mass of ice cream, the cold of it's passage now not as bad, letting it pass straight from his crop into his belly. He could swear he felt it drop onto her head, but soon enough the cold was overcome by the sweltering heat in his active belly, and he chuckled again, "Though with a supply of sweets like this it might take me a little longer to slim down than usual~"

00:51 < -> Origin is now known as Pina_Colada

00:57 Sweet_Treat whimpers and tries to pull away from the claw as it presses into her, though she cant truly escape its searching circling. His prey is rather calm at the moment, occupying herself with tearful remorse rather than useless struggling. Occasionally the kneading walls of the stomach would thrust her underneath the the liquid, only to come back up sputtering, tasting the sickiningly sweet flavor of the sugared chyme on her tongue. Enough oily fats coated her body that she'd be able to last a bit before the acids began to take their toll. "I wasnt given a chance to do so...as you recall, and are the guards really going to believe me? You're just a paranoid murder-EEEEEEP!" The mare lets out a loud squeak as she takes an entire tub of icecream right to the snout, coating her with freezing strawberry flavor. Her struggles pick up once more as she tries in vain to escape the cold. "H-hey! Stop!"

01:05 Argyle pays her complaints little mind, pressing with his talon to keep her from getting too restless and downs another tub, tossing the container aside idly. A small burp forced it's way through his beak, the flavour of mare and sweets heavy on his breath, and the tiercel let out a happy sigh. He spoke dismissively as he worked on the next tub, his belly becoming more active as he packed more into it, "Couldn't take the chance. /You/ would be the insane one if you didn't report it. Thankfully you ponies are always so delicious. You particularly so; taste just like your ice cream, did you know?" He was still talking /to/ her, but more like she was food, a simple object of pleasure, than an actual living creature.

01:12 Sweet_Treat whines as she feels the talon pressing hard into her body, holding her as she tries to squirm adn get away from the cold substance. ANd wouldnt you know it, she's pressed right up against the entrance of the stomach as the next eave of icecream comes in. The poor mare's teeth being to chatter and she shivers in the cold despite the sweltering heat that'd been surounding her previously. She lets out another squeal, espeically as the stomach forces some of the half melted icecream against her slit. "P-pponies?" She asks, once she's regaind a little bit of control. "H-how many have y-you k-killed?" She asks, teeth shattering loud enough for Argyle to hear them.

01:19 Argyle rolled his eyes, swallowing down another load of ice cream, but almost immediately regretted it as his stomach grumbled in displeasure. Between the mare, all the toppings, and the previous tubs he'd eaten far more than he had originally thought; it was half again her weight in sweets alone! Pressing both talons to his complaining belly he massaged in circles, trying to calm it, and scoffed, "A dozen? I don't keep track. And there you go again, always making more out of it than it is. Griffons are predators; your kind are deluding themselves to think you're above this."

01:26 Sweet_Treat feels pins and needles forming on her body as yet another tub of icecream comes down. Her flesh is cold and getting to the point of going numb as she sits immersed in teh cold substance. Argyle was eating it down faster than it was melting, and it was making the pegasus inside miserable. "P-p-please...n-no more ic-cream..." She says in a chattery voice, that conveyed how awful she felt. The chill reached deep enough into her that it started to slow her down, intern making her squirming body take up less room. "Y-you killed a dozen other p-ponies? Y-you monst-ster! All Those innocent l-lives lost...How could you...we're not prey..." she mourns in a tearful voice.

01:34 Argyle grimaces as his now overtaxed stomach lets out a long loud gurgle and rumbled despite his attempts to calm it. The chill of the half melted ice cream was starting to seep into him as well and the tiercel shuddered, deciding to leave the rest, and continued to rub over the bulge trying to work warmth back into his middle. He hiccuped, causing his body to jolt and slosh her around a bit, and tilted his head back against the freezer now cursing his gluttony. Sweet_Treat's chattered admonishment pulled him from his overindulged self pity though, and he regarded the twitching lump beneath his fur with amusement, "It's probably more, to tell the truth. You all look so alike. And you're not /just/ prey, you're the best prey. Might kick and squeal for a while, but you digest just like anything else."

01:46 Sweet_Treat shivers in the cold gut as she feels teh stomach picking up its speed and force in squeezing around her, getting her face coated in the liquids more often now, only to come up sputtering, and his massaging was not helping her at all. More icecream melted around her as it sucked heat away from his core, though the are was numb all over, but glad for the respite nowt hat it seemed he was done. THe mare gives a surprised squeak as everything tightens around her with the hickup, the rolling contraction poping open a hole in the gut for just a second. Slugishly she pushes a hoof up throught the sphyncter at the second one, trying to force her way up his powerful gullet. "M-more? B-best prey?" The pony gulps and shakes her head. "H-how can you say that? We-re not some dumb animals that you can just eat...cant even keep track..."

02:03 Argyle half gagged, half burped as she worked her hoof back into his gullet, swallowing forcefully between hiccups to force it back down. Grunting in displeasure as his belly convulsed with the motions he grumbled, "Stay down there you.." Squeezing in with his talons his belly squelched lewdly as it was contracted around the mare, soaking her in the half digested sludge that had swilled around her before, the tiercel then sat up and gulped air her attempt at freedom having got the best of him. When he finally relaxed his hold the griffon could feel his belly beginning to rapidly warm again as blood rushed to the churning walls fo the chamber. Grinning now, egged on by her feeble complaints, he huffed derisively, "But you are. Look at where you are now. Crammed into my belly to be gurgled away like any other morsel. You I wont forget though. Oh no. You I'll forever remember as the sweetest treat I ever tasted~"

02:11 Sweet_Treat fights to push her hoof up through the tight sphincter as she feels him gulping and swalloing around it. She starts to think she's getting the better of him as his stomach begins to contract violently, like tis about to force him to throw her back up. The stomach squeezes and compresses hard, and that combinging with the rest of Argyle's struggles forces her back down into his eager sotmach. The sack keeps up tis movemetns even as Argyle begins to settle, dquelching and grugling as it forces its contens deep into her flesh and feathers. As the circulation begins to return to her flesh she feels like her skin is on fire with the blood rushing to it oncre more.She lets out a scream of both pain and frustration and shouts ,"No...NO No no...It cant end like this..."

02:19 Argyle belched again as the mare squirmed within him, causing his belly to roll and distort with her movements, this time sucking down only half the air he had before. A purr started in his chest as the griffon took pleasure in Sweet_Treat's desperate struggle, her cries mixed with the rumblings of the beginning of digestion like twisted music to his senses. Now his rubbing turned teasing, searching out features and pressing back against her hooves, and he lowered his head nearer the great dome of his belly to speak to his meal in a hushed elated tone, "Oh but it can. It's going to. You're already food, and you're going to end up like it. Churned and gurgled away into nothing but nutrients and fat; joining your kin in bettering my form. You'll help keep me warm and make my feathers shine; perhaps help me attract another meal. Maybe I'll keep a feather or two to remember you by~"

02:25 Sweet_Treat 's ears rumble as another bout of air leaves the stomach, causing the liquid to momentarily rise up above her head before it sinks back down with another influx of air. The burning was subsiding as she warmed back up but now she was beinging to notice that an irritating tingling had overrun her body. She flaisla nd flaps her wings, growing more tired with each motiona as Argyle pushes her bulges back in effortlessly. Another pitiful sob escapes her lips at the teasing and she shakes her head. "I-I dont want to help you...I dont want to die...I hope I make you ill..."

02:43 Argyle ceased his prodding, going back to rubbing over his distended belly, though softly this time not enough pressure to force her into the liquid but enough that she could feel the stroking. His purring increased as his body flushed, excited by the massive meal that filled it, and his eyes glinted as he felt the strength behind her struggles gradually subsiding. By now the caustic chamber must have been sweltering, the soft walls rubbing eagerly over their occupant, massaging her soaked form in a mindless performance of their duty. Chuckling softly he let his beak hang just above the top of his belly where he knew her head to be and cooed in a falsely comforting tone, "Shh shh.. you don't mean that. You're a good treat. You make me nice and full, just relax and let my belly massage away your worries. You're food, you don't have to think about anything~"

02:51 Sweet_Treat begins to pant as her motions slow to a crawl as the heat and humidity begin to suck the life out of her, as the chamber works on actually sucking the life out of her. Shes at her breaking point, and has nothing to show for it as the tiercel continues to rub her bulging form. The unwelcomed massage digs into her hair and prevents her from being anywhere near comfortable as she's squeezed in the tight chamber. The tingling is growing more intense now, turning to a brun as feather begin to molt form her burned skin and her fur begins to fall. The pony lets out a sad painful cry and rotates her body so that the less exposed side sits in the burning lquid now. "No...no...no..." she says in a heartbraking manner as she feels his purring rumbling her very being and hears his hurtful words. She cant even muster up the will to protest her status as food now as her will is entirely broken.

02:54 < -> Syrah is now known as ZeroItamae

03:07 Argyle dropped his beak the last few inchs to rest against the taut surface of his gut, nuzzling through the fur at the head of the mare below. He could feel her shift, the rolling sensation causing his entire belly to distort along with her before settling again. The whole thing was getting more active, the fluid slowly beginning to rise and creep up her form leaving nowhere to escape the stinging sensation. The tiercel hummed pleasantly, her mumbled denial just rising above the churning of his belly, earning another hushed reply, "There you go, it's alright. Just let it happen. It'll all be over soon~" The next time the tiercel belched, a long wet sound that filled her shop, he pulled down only a fraction of what he had been, leaving Sweet_Treat only enough space to keep her head above the acids.

03:15 Sweet_Treat slowly feels the fluids rise around her as the gut pours out more of its acids. SHe shudders as the pain begins to grow more powerful as her flesh is fully exposed to the fluid, red and burned wiht ehr wings losing their feathers, and her body its fur with every scraping tug of the stomach wall across her form. She sobs even harder, intermingling wimpers of pain as she feels herself slowly start to sucumb. A loud rumble aournd her purges the air and what returns is only enough taht she has to keep her snout pointed up into a small pocket to find it. She's mostly sielnt now, as any opening of her mouth to talk would see the bile rushing down into her mouth. What would happen to her shop, and her recipe...Nopony would ever perfect it... She mours sadly. Her biggest goal and she hadnt completed even that as her life is being cut needlessly short. Mentally she curses the dumb bird who invaded her restraunt to kill her.

03:25 < -> Flowheart is now known as Starburn

03:27 Argyle listened to her sobs as long as he could, purring loudly and continuing to pet over his churning belly. She was mostly still now, the tiercel able only to feel the rise and fall of her chest as she fought to breath what little air was left, but the occasional whimper did reach him as well. Fairly soon he was left with just the roil of his belly to listen to and so, sitting up, he squeezed lightly on his stomach, forcing the last of Sweet_Treat's air up in a small wet burp that carried a number of her bile soaked feathers along with it. He watched as they twirled to the floor, stained but their original colour showing through, and reached out to pluck up the largest, obviously one of her flight feathers. Spinning it between to claws he smiled faintly and gave his now submerged meal one last pat muttering, "Mm, good girl, a souvenier is just what I wanted of this night~"

03:29 < August> ( aww, if griffonns had teeth you could tave used in as a toothpick )

03:30 < Argyle> (Yeah that is one downside :P)

03:34 Sweet_Treat 's world becomes wores and worse the longer she sits in the juices as her body is stripped of its protective lare. She sits naked and burned in the acids as she struggles to breath the stale air that hangs abover her. Each breath depletes the oxygen supply leaving her light headed and stilling her motions as her muscles burn from exhaustion. By the Time Argyle finally burpls up the last of the air she's already on the verge of passing out as her lungs burn. Once finally underneath the liquid entirly she gives a couple weak kicks with her body as she attempts a breath of the liquid relexivly. It stings her throat for just a second before the mare passes out, going still save for a vew twitching muscles. She was no longer a pony, and hadnt been for a while. All she was was a hunk of delicous meat and a wonderful treat for the griffon that had consumered her.

03:39 < Sweet_Treat> (it be nice, since the shop is a wreck anyways, if maybe he leaves the pellet like on the counter :P)

03:40 < Sweet_Treat> (and all that sugar! Not good for birb digestion :P)

03:43 < August> ( some crime scene that would be. i wonder though, if it would me possible to identify the bird via dna from the pellet. but that ruins the fun.

03:44 < Seascale> ( if ponies know what DNA is? :p )

03:46 < August> ( omg, i don't think they do!

03:47 < August> ( mr. cakes explaination of why the twins were a pogasus and a unicorn makes so mech more sense if ponies have no idea.

03:48 < Seascale> ( they're polyploids, like strawberries )

04:37 Argyle settled back heavily against the freezer, talons still cradling his belly as the pegasus within gave her last few feeble kicks before going still. He heaved a last satisfied sigh and rubbed circles on his engorged middle, feeling full, sated, and happy. Already he could feel his body rushing resources to work on the considerable meal he had provided it, the walls of his stomache eagerly churning around the mare's form, shifting it around beneath his talons. For a while he sat and watched the lump roll beneath his coat, half-lidded eyes lingering on the feather he still clutched, and smiled faintly. It was a shame, he thought, that she hadn't cooperated from the start. Perhaps if Sweet Treat had been more hospitable he would have gotten to rut her again; she had been rather pretty. A dazed, glassy, quality took over his expression and soon enough the tiercel slipped into a food fueled sleep. There he remained for the rest of the night, the silence filling the shop broken by the roar of digestion that filtered from his hard working belly. By the time he awoke, caused by an unpleasant pressure, the tiercel's middle had shrunk substantially and was now a smooth round bulge which gave with a bubbling growl when he prodded it. Another pocket of air worked it's way up it's throat causing the griffon to belch again, the wet sound

04:37 Argyle accompanied by another cloud of half-digested feathers. The minor relief it provided still failed to alleviate the familiar nauseous feeling so Argyle forced himself to his feet, padding through the cool store, and peered around the edge of the shelving, belly hanging below him. The front was exactly as it had been left the night before, the space behind the counter covered in the now dried sticky mess they had left behind. Sprinkles, nuts, fruits,

04:37 Argyle sauces, and their own juices were spread all over the floor and splattered onto the wall showing a clear sign of the struggle that had taken place. Normally, the mess would have brought a satisfied smile to the tiercel's beak but now it just made him feel more ill. Frowning he pressed a talon to his middle, lowered his head, and retched loudly, feeling a mass shift beneath his grip. Screwing his eyes shut he braced himself and retched again, the

04:37 Argyle lump moving gradually up his chest with each contraction. After a few moments more he coughed, followed by a wet splat, and stood up feeling immensely relieved despite the sickly sweet taste of bile left in his beak. Gazing down at his talons the tiercel was met with the sight of a slimy, compact wad of bile soaked fur feathers and bone; all the bits of the mare that couldn't be digested and all that was left of her save the layer of pudge on his

04:38 Argyle middle. He stared at the awful messy lump for a moment, turning it over with a claw, then grinned as he had an idea. With the flick of a talon he rolled the remains of his meal over to the counter, coming to rest beside their mess, and laying directly beneath the proprietor's name he had seen the night before. The tiercel laughed at the grim spectacle, noticing the first slivers of light starting to filter through the front windows, saying to the

04:38 Argyle pellet as though it could hear, "Maybe now whoever finds you will know who you are, though I doubt it. They'll be a bit late anyways." Shrugging he turned away, her solitary feather tucked away in his crest, and made for the front door which he unlocked with a "click". Casting a glance back over his shoulder at the shake shop he envisaged the reaction of whatever pony came looking for it's owner later that day and smirked, calling back, "You've

04:38 Argyle been a lovely host but I'd better take my leave; wouldn't want to get caught sticky handed." Rolling his shoulders the tiercel could feel where the excess of the previous night had stained his coat and plumage, leaving unpleasant tight spots which he knew needed to be washed out. Pushing out the door he peered down the length of the pier, finding it still empty in the early morning light, and so stepped outside, kicking the door shut behind

04:38 Argyle himself. The sign reading "Closed" clacked against the glass as he spread his wings and launched himself into the air; perhaps it might slow down the next person who tried to enter the shop, though that was a little late to help the pegasus any. Flying out over the sea the tiercel smiled to himself knowing that she would always be his secret little indulgence, and the sweetest treat he would ever have.