Stats

The RP has a total of 36 lines, 1565 words, and 8580 characters.
The average line consists of 43.47 words that themselves average 4.48 characters taking about 4 minutes, 8 seconds.
Allen Al Smith said a total of 18 lines, 674 words, and 3675 characters.
Allen Al Smith's average line consists of 37.44 words that themselves average 4.45 characters taking about 3 minutes, 8 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 18 lines, 891 words, and 4905 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 49.5 words that themselves average 4.51 characters taking about 5 minutes, 12 seconds.

13:44 GyroFeather gives a soft scree in greeting. "Hiya!"

13:45 Allen Al Smith smiles back at Gyro. "How are ya Gyro?"

13:50 Allen Al Smith smiles. "Good to hear. Would you like to have a pony treat?"

14:00 GyroFeather shrugs and opens his beak.

14:10 Allen Al Smith leans in, peaking down the fleshy hole. "Oh wow, think I'll fit?"

14:12 GyroFeather giggles and lets his fishy breath waft out over the stallion's muzzle before leaning forward to lick allen. The tantalizing flavor tickles his tongue as he lets out an mmmmm~

14:13 Allen Al Smith smiles, blushing. "I take it I'm to your liking taste wise then?"

14:17 GyroFeather gives a nod. "Yep, you're pretty flavorful~" He then reopens his beak, giving the stallion a glimpse of the fleshy insides and the thick drool hanging between the top and bottom.

14:23 GyroFeather reaches up and boops him on the nose with a talon. "Digest you? What kind of silly question is that? I'm sure it'll be fine." he says with a grin. Of course he was, but he didnt want his prospective meal to get cold hooves if he was so willing to feed himself to him.

14:26 Allen Al Smith blushed and nods. "Fair enough. Though, silly me, I forgot to ask if you wanted any sauces or spices on me before diving in!" He smirked and neighed. "Unless you like your ponies "Raw" Instead of seasoned?"

14:29 GyroFeather licks the stallion again and smiles. "Hmm...I think you'd go well with a nice helping of hot fudge, if you're offering," He suggests. Teasingly, he closes his beak on the stallion's snout, nibbling ever so slightly.

14:30 Allen Al Smith smirks and neighs. "Indeed." With a puff of magic, a bowl half the size of the pony appeared, full of fudge that was steaming hot. "Like that?"

14:35 GyroFeather smirks, this was going to be even better than he'd expected. He'd never had a pony want to feed himself to him before, let alone a unciorn. He takes the bowl of fudge and rather unceremoniously dumps it onto the stallion, letting it drizzle into his mane and tail and fur, sliding down his body and dripping in thick strands to pool on the ground.

14:37 Allen Al Smith blushes, warmed up nicely as the fudge makes him a bit hard. "Heheh, hope you don't mind a little extra flavor depending on how things roll.... This fudge is kinda getting me "exceeded" if you know what I mean." He licked his nose, enjoying the taste of the fudge.

14:44 GyroFeather scree softly as he leans forward and takes a sniff of the wonderful flavors coating the pony. "I'm sure it wont be a big deal. You smell absolutely delectable." He says, leaning forward and taking an ear into his beak and tugging on it, sucking off all the chocolate. He returns back to the pony's front and then half opens his beak, wanting to see how helpful allen intended to be.

14:52 Allen Al Smith leaned in, letting his head hang down on the throat some. He hoped that Gyro would take that time to get a few licks in, as he'd then put his hooves up in his throat, before climbing in!

14:58 GyroFeather closes his beak around the stallion's head, gripping it lightly just in case he started to get cold hooves. His tongue slithers around the pony's face, licking up the delicious chocolate and smearing ti into any clean portions on his fur. Rather than put his claws on the prey and get them all dirty, he braces himself on the floor, ready for the stallion's weight.

15:03 Allen Al Smith lifts a front hoof, suffing it beside his face while "Stepping" Into Gyro's throat. Moving more and more into the Griffon's maw and throat, he started pressing onwards, wondering if he'd be in his griffon friends Crop first.

15:08 GyroFeather gags for just a second as he feels the head push into his throat without swallowing, making a squelching noise. He suddenly gives a gulp, causing the throat muscles to ontract around allen's head and drawing him down towards his chest, leaving a large bulge in his throat. He can feel some of the chocolate from Allen's hooves dripping down onto his beak and winces, before pressing down, sliding further over the pony's form.

15:11 Allen Al Smith nickers, the smell he'd gotten earlier of fish now far stronger, along with some of the fudge that he'd swallowed earlier. His fore legs press into a small expanse, perhaps the Griffon's crop! He smirks and keeps still, enjoying the undulations of the throat around him, the slimy stick saliva and mucus strands sticking to his chocolate fudge coated fur!

15:20 GyroFeather now had the stallion's shoulders down his throat as he continues to swallow around his tasty little treat. A talon moves to massage the bulge in the base of his chest, pressing against the hooves gently as more of the pony began to fill out the sack. His tongue romes around his prey's chest, taking in the flavor before another gulp draws the sharp beak accross the belly.

15:23 Allen Al Smith moaned as the tip of the beak teased his package, his belly now most of the way in Gyro's maw, if not throat. His head started to bend a bit, filling out Gyro's crop more as more of him started to get down in it!

15:23 Allen Al Smith blushed as he commented. "Want a little cream with your fudge?" he suggested

15:27 GyroFeather moves a talon down to rub at the pony's head as it pressed in a bulge in his crop and begins to purr around his morsel, vibrating the stallion inside. He licks over the bulging sheath in response and then gulps a little faster. He didnt want any of that cream spurting into his feathers.

15:30 Allen Al Smith blushes, feeling his lower legs lift up, his sheath now rubbing along Gyro's tongue. "I take that to mean no, Gyro?" He squirms a bit, gently but firmly pressing his fore hooves agianst the walls of the crop where he could, hoping it pleased Gyro.

15:33 GyroFeather licks over the sheath a little more as it slips between his beak, now giving it the attention it rightfully deserved. He laps at the soft fur and presses his tongue in to greet the head. Allen continues to recede down his throat, but at least the tiercel isnt actively gulping him down.

15:34 Allen Al Smith moans and neighs, as he feels the tongue start to lavish his cock head in attention. In response, the rod starts to push out of it's sheath, a small splotch of chocolate fudge having gotten into it from before, making it like a cream filled fudge rod~ He moans and pushes and rubs the crop he's in, hoping to reciprocate the pleasuring feelings he was getting!

15:39 GyroFeather sucks on the tip a little bit as he closes his beak on the stallion. He holds him there and gives the extended member plenty of attention, slathering over the tip and fondling his balls. The massaging of the pony deep inside felt so nice as it slowly fills out further. Chocolate pools around the stallion as it drips off his form, forming a puddle at the bottom fo the crop.

15:42 Allen Al Smith practically soaks in runny chocolate fudge now. His cock firms up nice and hard against that tongue what with such lavish attention, precum tricking out the head and onto Gyro's tongue like a salty sweet treat on top of such sweet chocolate fudge. Allen squirms and moans within Gyro's crop, loving the attention to his manhood, and hoping that he's giving back such loving affection to such a nice and powerful predator

15:50 GyroFeather chirps muffledly around the stallion as he tastes the sweet drizzle that intermixes with the hot chocolate fudge. Speaking wihch, that fudge was pooling down at his feet from the tail and he could feel it rubbing up against his claws now. His tongue moves a little more aggressively, pressing into the flat twitching head and then wrapping it up. His tongue lets go and begins to curl around hte fuzzy orbs and wanders right up between his cheeks towards his plot hole.

15:55 Allen Al Smith nickers and moans, blushing. He'd not really cleaned up around his plot hole! So feeling that tongue snake it's way up his butt crack had him blushing like mad! "Mmmph! Mmmm!"

15:59 GyroFeather could only taste the chocolate that hung there despite his not terribly clean backside, and so lets his tongue linger a little bit more and press into it before pulling away to retreat back to the pulsing shaft.

16:00 Allen Al Smith nickers and neighs, kneading the side of the crop with his forehooves. "Ah, Gyro~ I'm close!" He shivers and moans, his cock hard as ever, and drooling precum like a broken sink faucet.

16:05 GyroFeather reaches up a chocolate coated talon and pushes it up underneath Allen's tail, slipping it into his hole as he feels the pony tense. The gryphon purrs gently and licks at the dripping tip, sucking as much of that delicious pre up as he can.

16:07 Allen Al Smith nickers as his cock head flares up. "AHhhh~ Just one more good press and you'll be gulping more than just your chocolate pony~" His hips acked to thrust, but locked in the throat as it was, he could barely move!

16:09 GyroFeather grunts in acknowledgement and pushes his talon a little deepe rinot the hole. His tongue meets the thrusting member, wrapping it up tight pushing into it. He could feel the shudders and twitching and was read for the finale.