Dangers of Cleaning a Dragons Teeth

16 May 2016

19:15 GyroTech licks Deragon on the eye!

19:17 Deragon blinks, knocking GyroTech off of his head

19:20 GyroTech quickly recovers from his knock and flaps up before setling on the dragon's snout. The little grypon had been forcibly volunteered to pick the teeth clean of the mighty beast.

19:20 < GyroTech> (Like those birds and alligators!)

19:25 Deragon stares at the small bird on his snout, and snorts, a cloud of smoke billowing out behind GyroTech "What are you waiting for" the dargon says with his voice soaked in irritation.

19:27 GyroTech shudders as he feels the warm heat on his tail and then meets the dragon in one eye. "I was just...well making sure you were ready is all...you havnt really presented your..." He shudders, "Mouth to me."

19:32 Deragon sneers, "Most come begging to do their job... I hope you do your well, I don't want to wait for a replacement" The dragon rumbles out before parting his mouth open wide enough for GyroTech to fly in. Inside his maw reeked of rotten flesh, bits and pieces of various meals over the past several weeks wedged between his gums and dozens of rows of teeth.

19:36 GyroTech shudders and takes flight with a squawk as he hears the implied threat in the tone and then moves towards the front of the maw. He looks into the hot dripping pink flesh as the powerful smell of old aging meat wafts over his snout. He shudders and slowly flies in before getting caught in a glop of drool and plummeting onto the squishy flesh below. With a sigh, he leans his beak forward towards one of those smelly lumps and pulls it out, turning his head up and gulping it down. The taste makes the gryphon feel a bit queasy but it was his duty. "Beg...right..." He mumbles in disbelief.

19:45 Deragon waiting very patiently for the slow flying bird to get his work started, but was pleasantly surprised to be greeted with the tasty flavor of fresh meat on his tongue. The fleshy surface involuntarily rippled under GyroTech, causing him to loose his balance and fall over onto the blanket of taste-buds, as the dragon rumbled, debating if clean teeth were that important today.

19:49 GyroTech tries to get his fim footing on the slippery muscle, fanning his wings out to maintain balance, before plunging onto his side and getting his entire body covered up in the foul smelling goop. Getting back to his feet, he edges forwards till he can wrap his talons around one of the long teeth and picks out a few more pieces of meat. "H-hey! Be still!"

19:56 Deragon rumbled louder at the griffon's command, and responded back, GyroTech's entire world was filled with the vibrations of Deragon's voice. The dragon's mouth tested the tiny bird's hold on his tooth as his tongue quickly moved up, rolling back as he spoke and giving a simple command "Work faster" The hot breath blasting by was even more foul then the fresh air inside his mouth, throat reeking of death.

19:58 GyroTech winces as he hears the loud booming voice in his ears causing them to ring, but does manage to keep ahold of the tooth well enough to stay on his feet. He winces and gives a silent nod before scurrying over to the next tooth. The bird certainly feels like he's going to be sick from the scent as he takes another couple bites, cleaning the tooth up and moving on yet still.

20:05 Deragon gives a slight nod, feeling the griffon now making his way through his teeth at a reasonable rate, the dragon slowly closes his jaw. The interlocking teeth threaten to pinch GyroTech in between them but stop just before, leaving barely enough room for the toothpick to squeeze between and reach the upper row.

20:07 GyroTech doesnt notices as the jaws close at first as he gets deeper in the maw, already being cast into shadow until he finds himself cast mostly into darkness. He sudders and lets out a panicked scree as his wings tense and flap when he looks about and sees only a thin sliver of light left. "W-what are you doing! Open up!" He shouts scrambling around and twitching in fear.

20:15 Deragon grumbles, a cloud of smoke blows though the almost closed mouth. Deeper in, the voice of Deragon was almost deafening "Upper teeth... worthless tool" he 'muttered' out, not caring much for the griffon's well being anymore as he talked. Near the back of Deragon's jaw, GyroTech could get a good sight into the abyss of a throat as the words emerged from it.

20:20 GyroTech brings his talons to cover his earholes as the thunderous voice booms around him, inevitably causing him to loose balance and get launched back towards the front fo teh dragon's mouth, bouncing along the tongue. He breaths hard, hoping that its done as the voice subsides and shakily gets to his feet. "R-right..." he says, before leaning up and pulling some fetid material from the dragon

20:20 GyroTech 's teeth.

20:31 Deragon made sure to give the bouncing griffon an extra flip at the end of his tongue and while GyroTech was attempting to clean a spec of meat from his teeth, the dragon decided to help the poor little creature get his footing back and licked up against him. Any bit of the blue griffon that was somehow still dry was now thoroughly coated in the thick saliva as he was pressed into the thin gap between the dragon's unyielding teeth. Any slightly move on the bigger party's part would snap the toothpick.

20:35 GyroTech screes as he suddenly finds himself pressed hard against the teeth, feeling part of his feathered chest slipping painfully between the large yellowed bones. Obediently he reaches up and pulls some meat off as drool drips from his form. The hot liquid causes the tiercel to sweat, adding the taste of salt to accent his natural flavors. He finds her can't move after picking the center teeth clean and squirms against the tongue.

20:47 Deragon snickers under his breath, which was quite noticeable to anyone currently inside his mouth. The dragon parted his teeth enough for GyroTech to fall back onto his tongue and then snapped his jaw closed, entrapping the griffon in a dark prison. The massive tongue felt that it should direct it's tool instead of leaving it in the dark and licked up, pressing the griffon against the hard teeth and ever so slowly dragging him along them, giving ample time for the pick to peck in the darkness and nibble clean anything.

20:52 < GyroTech> (finding my gate gimme a min)

20:53 < Deragon> (no worries)

21:00 GyroTech shudders as he hears the muffled laugh and freezes. "Please don't eat me.. I'm doing the best I can... You're not making it easier!" A terrified scree leaves his beak as the Griffon is cast backwards and sealed in darkness. He tenses and pants hard as Deragon 's jot muscle presses behind him and runs him uncomfortably along the tooth line. His feathers scrape across the teeth pulling away bits that his frightened beak fails to catch. His bones cream painfully as he scrapes across the rows, leaving some fur and feathers in his wake.

21:15 Deragon ignores the pleas and runs GyroTech all along his top rows of teeth and back again, making sure to use his makeshift toothbrush to it's fullest. After finishing up, the dragon leaves a battered griffon on the tip of his tongue, which ended up being quite a bumpy ride as Deragon spoke once more. "Clean?" he asks questionably "Did you do a good job removing all the bits from my teeth, little bird?" he continues, his voice getting increasing more hostile as he talks.

21:26 GyroTech feels his entire body ache and bruised all over by the powerful tongue by the time Deragon is done. The little tiercel pants hard to catch his breath as he's finally rather mercifully left clean. His body aches and it feels like he may have snapped a wing. Gyro is in tears from the pain, nodding inside. "Y-yes, yes y-youre clean. J-just let me go..." he cries out in desperation.

21:36 < GyroTech> (Boop Deragon!)

21:36 Deragon gives a tooth grin around the griffon, the end of his tongue flicking and flipping GyroTech, "Then what more do you offer?" The dragon loudly rumbles out, "I did half the work, that entitles me to a treat~" He says, with as much of a playful tone such a beast could muster "Better get inventive, otherwise..." Suddenly the massive tongue curled under the griffon and caught him with surprising dexterity and before the little treat could react, a massive tooth was pressing into it's soft belly.

21:46 GyroTech lands with a splat on his face in the slippery tongue, rubbing up against papilla as he slides across it. The gryphon whimpers in the loud booming noise that swirled him around in the fetish chamber, bot that he could smell it anymore after such a long ordeal. He blind in the sudden influx of light and tries to escape before he gets entwined in the hot dextrous tongue and pushed between a sharp tooth. He sucks in a deep breath and tries to get free, causing the point to dig in harder. "P-please this is a free service...We do this as reverence to such a mighty beast... There's no need for a treat..." he regrets the words the instant they leave his beak and then with a shudder he adds, "B-but if you insist... I hear feathers feel nice against one's........ Member."

21:48 < Deragon> (fetish chamber = sex dungeon )

21:49 < GyroTech> (huh?)

21:50 < Deragon> ("swirled him around in the fetish chamber," I was mildly amused!)

21:51 < GyroTech> (fetid autocorrected xP

21:59 Deragon cocks his head, tongue lowering and removing the imitate threat of impaling, "Oh~" the dragon muttered out, flipping GyroTech around and licking the griffon against his lower teeth, forcing the thick tongue between the small legs. The dragon's head the tilted downwards and spat out a slick griffon onto his chest scales, causing the creature to slide down his body as the massive dragon sat back, relaxing against a curved cave wall. "If you are offering such a kind service, then this mighty beast would be most grateful." Deragon watched as GyroTech slide down his smooth scales, coming to a rest near the creature's genital slit, which already had a pinkish mass larger then the bird waiting.

22:02 < GyroTech> (taking off, we'll have to pause)

22:03 < Deragon> (wooosh planes)

23:42 GyroTech sputters as he's drawn back into the maw and then gasps at the sudden warm sensation of the tongue slipping against his sheath. Suddenly the ground shifts beneath his feet as a wind throws him out of the hot chamber. His wings flail to catch the wind as he's shot out, but one gives painfully under the pressure, leaving him spiralling for half a second before hitting the scaled belly. With an oof, he hits the flesh, knocking the wind out of him as he scitters across the scales, landing in a heap against the slit. A long glistening trail leads down the scales to the blue an pink twisted heap that seemed to be lacking a few feathers and with others broken. He still can't get any fresh air as the stink of the spit covering him fouls what gets near him as he pants. Taking in the orders, he shudders and looks up at Deragon pitifully, hoping for mercy.

23:51 Deragon looks down at GyroTech harshly, the griffon laying next to the towering task at hand. The dragon had no pity to offer yet, assuming this subservient creature survived the last task that he himself had offered, his heart may soften. "About these feathers..." Deragon growled out, "I hope you weren't just trying to get out of my mouth..." and gives a nudge to the heap with a talon

00:19 GyroTech squawks in frustration as the dragon nudges him and then slowly gets up to his feet. He glances up at the dragon, his hot drippy body leaves a pool underneath him,as one wing hangs limply at the side. He shakes his head. "No... No I wasn't... I will..." he says and then plants his slickened body on the nub before beginning to squirms one wing and his broken slippery feathers against it.

00:35 < GyroTech> (Deragon

00:35 Deragon rumbles with happiness, the griffon doing his bidding without question. The nub underneath GyroTech started to expand rapidly, obviously effected by his miniscule efforts and soon the blue griffon would find himself rubbing against, and clinging onto the top of a tall spire, which he would be glad to find out that the dragon's member didn't seem to mind claws. In contrast to the rotten breath, Gyro was surrounded by an almost pleasant smell. Deragon rumbled more, smoke pouring out of his snout, "Do you think you can finish this... or should I help~" The dragon snorted, motioning with his claws and forming a tight grip in the open air.

00:45 GyroTech feels his blood run cold at the offer to assist in finishing and redoubles his efforts to please the mighty Deragon. Who knew what he might extract next. The blue and pink creature scrambles up the ribbed spire to the house head and as fast as he can rubs himself over the sensitive flesh. His tail curls around the shaft as his soft feathers and belly fur tickle across it. His positioning is such that his head is over the dragons hole, though he doesn't think anything of his as he instead tries his best to bring Deragon to head.

00:46 < GyroTech> (hmm cum shot into Deragon's mouth?

00:49 < Deragon> (That was certinaly a though that crossed my mind!)

01:00 Deragon made increasingly pleasureful noises, his normal tone of a landslide turning into fine gravel pouring out of a wheelbarrow. With the noises being admitted, the cavern was full of the deep breaths of the dragon. Causing his entire body to shake, including his towering shaft, which was starting to sway dangerously for it's little passenger. Reaching for foreleg down, the dragon gripped his own flesh in his claws, careful not to crush his passenger, but also placing a scaly digit over his head and upper body, forcing them down against into the oozing slit.

01:01 < Deragon> ( GyroTech, for pinging reasons)

01:07 GyroTech holds tight, doing his very best to adequately stimulate the dragons member as he holds on tight to not get shaken by the quivering. He could feel the sweet pre rewarming his feet as it oozed up over them. The sudden pressure on his back draws a squawks from his beak, but he's unable to resist as his head and chest push down into the warm hole, coating his upper half in pre and silencing him.

01:08 < GyroTech> (Deragon

01:14 Deragon shudders in pleasure from the sensation of GyroTech's upper body sliding in. Smoke trails out of the dragon's nostrils as his claw moves around to force the rest of the griffon in. The dragon certainly was not lied to when he was told feathers felt very nice against a member, even better however was the feeling of feathers and wings being forced into his tight opening, getting soaked in pre as they went in and ever so slightly tickling. On the outside, Deragon's claws tightly held onto the tip of his spire, providing extra pressure to the feathery creature as he was pressed inward.

01:27 GyroTech wiggles and tries to pull himself out of the small hole which gives and stretches as the poor tiercel is pushed inward. Soon his feathered wings push through the tight opening, drawing gasps of pain from the broken limb. Gyro can't help but get mouthful after mouthful of sweet pre as he moves inward, tickling the dragon with each shift. Eventually all that's left out of the tip is so blue twitching tail, and an enormous pressure as the pre builds up at his face.

01:37 Deragon grips tightly and attempts to press Gyortech down further into the long shaft. The dragon's talon's press though the pillar of flesh and in on the poor tiercel, almost crushing him as the claws stroke downwards, forcing him into the pre, slamming some down his throat as the rest manages to work it's way around his body, allowing the feathery mass to slide down easier and lodge halfway down. Seconds later the flesh around GyroTech tenses on it's own accord and with a roar that would deafen anyone stupid enough to enter his cave and wave of cum comes rushing up Dergaon's cock, slamming into the blue griffon and ejecting him as a white blob into the air.

01:47 GyroTech whimpers in pain as his battered body continues to travel deeper from the rough crushing massage that squoze his form. The warm pre filled his beak and worked its way into every crevice in his body, practically basting him. He yowls in pain as a couple ribs snap when contractions race over him during the dragons powerful orgasm. After a couple spasms the pressure finally dislodges him, sending his aching body up through the air before landing with a hard splat on Deragon's soft tongue. His flavor is rather well enhanced by the sweet salty substance that dripped off his pitiful form.

01:49 < Stoic> (Cock inserton?)

01:58 Deragon pants heavily over the cum coated GyroTech on his tongue for a minute, while he came out first, it certainly wasn’t the end of his massive orgasm, enough sticky white fluid pouring out after GyroTech to feed a small town. In the remaining bliss of the dergasm, the dragon's tongue pressed upward and ran his tasty treat against the hard roof of his mouth, the ridges extracting any last salty flavors at the little snacks expense. Not leaving any room for protest, the mouth suddenly titled backwards, sending a tidal wave of drool, cum and a pony to the entrance of his throat which opened up and sucked everything down with a large gulp.

01:58 < Deragon> (Yes*)

02:01 < GyroTech> (I'm basically home. I think this is me for the night

22:48 GyroTech shudders in pain as he's left on the tongue, breathing hard to catch his breath as the stale meaty air washes over his form once more. He slowly tries to get back up to his feet, only to find himself slipping back down with each attempt as the tongue gives beneath his tired form. He screes out as he suddenly is thrust against the roof of the mouth, causing even more pain and forcing the air out of his chest cavity. He sputters saliva from hsi beak laboredly before tossed back down the large tunnel. The tiny gryphon basically slides down the massive throat, carried inside a glob of saliva and cum, seeming to take ages to move down the large neck. The smell gets even worse the longer he goes until he opens up into a foul chamber, who's air makes his lungs burn and sting.

22:48 < GyroTech> (Deragon)

22:54 < Deragon> (one secs)

23:13 Deragon felt the gulp work it's way down his long neck, the strong muscles of his throat not even noticing the pitifully sized snack. Rumbling happily the dragon repositioned himself for better reach as he went about licking clean the rest of his shiny scales, messy wasn't a state Deragon could be. Inside, GyroTech found him in a chamber that was very unfriendly to griffons, and most living creatures for that matter. Having being teased by the fresh tasting griffon for quite a while, it's juicy fluids were ready and waiting for the morsel to arrive. The full strength acids burned the griffon's body and the temperatures this deep inside a dragon threatened to cook him alive. Despite the stomach being mostly empty, it was still plenty roomy and contained what was left of a ribcage along with some assorted bones from a meal earlier in the day.

23:23 GyroTech flaps his wings as he exits the tubes, but he's too watied down with water that he ends up crashing down into hte hot liquid that bubbled around him. His flesh sizzles and burns from the touch as the powerful acids makes it into every crevice of his body, espeically the softer tissues beneath his cuts. Frantically the broken gryphon flails and manages to snag himself on a rib cage that patially pokes out of the casutic solution. Gyro can hear Deragon's pounding heart in his own body as the liquids splash around him. "Let me out! No!" He calls out pitifully as his flesh is worked on. He can feel loosened feathers alrelady begining to pop free to join the liquid filling the chamber.

23:32 Deragon happy licked a talon clean, he couldn't even hear pathetic begging through the tons of dragon flesh, any noise the Gyrogriffon could possibly make was drown out by the rumbling of deragon's stomach. The rumbling was however very noticeable to the griffon stuck inside, the muscular sack turning into a wave pool. Each scalding hot wave of acid pulled more feathers and fur away from GyroTech's body and after only a few minutes the combination of heat and digestive fluids made the griffon's own skin feel loose on his body.

23:37 GyroTech squeals loud in pain as he feels himself rendered completly bald and defeathered byt he powerful acids of the stomach. His cries grow even worse as they acids manate to eat away at his tongue and throat. He cant keep safe from the acids as the splash over his form, as finally his skin begins to come off in the jucies too, exposing his raw flesh. Gyro begins to get weak and woozy at this point as blood leaves his body into the pool, before finally he passes out and splashes down into the acids, never to be seen again.

23:54 Deragon snorts, having finished cleaning his scaly body and swallowed down one last gulp of cum and saliva, causing a small splash in the pool where GyroTech had long ceased to exist. The harsh acids made quick work of the griffon's soft flesh, stripping his bones bare within the hour and even those didn't last much longer in the massive predator’s stomach. Any remaining indigestible bits of the griffon were carried on and after a day or two released back out into the world with a loud plop, contributing some unrecognizable parts to a steaming brown mound.