Lonely Dragon in a Forest Meets a Peacock

22 May 2016

20:56 < Seraph_> Hey again~ possibly interested in scene?

20:57 < Gyro> Umm hmm sure!

20:58 < Seraph_> Cool, anything you prefer to happen or kinks you are wanting to definitely have added?

21:01 < Gyro> Hmm well digestion is a must for me, but it looks like that shouldnt be an issue I do like my gryphs to cough up pellet remains if thats alright with you?

21:03 < Seraph_> Yeah thats more than fine, scat disposal is never a must, and I definitely love digestion. We both seem fine with the bad vore smells part as well. What about detailed or extended digestion? Or do you just prefer it done with a couple posts.

21:03 < Gyro> Well I like scat disposal too :P

21:04 < Gyro> Hmm I can do either to be honest!

21:04 < Seraph_> I'm good with the coughing up remains part too, so I'll leave that up to which you prefer, I'm really not to picky at all

21:05 < Gyro> Oh I meant Either for extended or couple of posts, so we can do extended ^^

21:06 < Seraph_> ok~ so for the scene you want just like say a random meeting somewhere like a forest or somewhere or do you want to go detailed with character building and the like? Personally prefer the first myself but good for either.

21:07 < Seraph_> Heh sorry for all the questions, just want us both to enjoy the RP :P

21:09 < Gyro> uhh hmm... random meeting in a forest is fine, I certainly dont mind, and no worries on the questions, thats important ^^

21:10 < Seraph_> Alright, would you prefer me to start?

21:10 < Gyro> Uh ya that'd be great ^^

21:13 Seraph_ was padding through the grass, the trees blocking much of the sunlight giving the forest around him a dark eerie feeling. The wind was blowing through his feathers, the soft ruffling noise mixing with the ambient noise of the forest around him. He decided to take a short break against a large tree at the edge of a small clearing, one of the few places where a bit of light came in from the thick branches and canopy above.

21:15 GyroFeather feels his stomach growl as he flies through the air above a canopy. The pretty little gryphon had been at his flight for a couple hours now and had forgotten to pack himself anything to eat. Scanning the ground, he curses himself as he finds that there's nothing but canopy below. Still, a little blue glimmer peaks out in one bare section. He circles back around to get a closer look.

21:20 Seraph_ would sprawl out underneath the tree, his wings extended to each side and legs stretched out in front and behind him as he lay on his back in the grass. He was staring straight up at the blue sky above currently just enjoying the day. At one point he thought he noticed a shape other than that of a bird zip by overhead but as he started to pay more attention the shape was gone. Giving a small shrug he would turn over onto his belly, and curled up, head resting on his tail.

21:24 GyroFeather comes back around and hovers above, peering down at the dragon below. A talon raises to his chin as he considers the creature below. He'd never actually had dragon before...but this one looked tiny enough to eat. With a soft flutter of his wings, he makes his way down to the ground, landing right next to the creature, unheard until his weight settles on some leaves and one paw upon her tail.

21:24 < Gyro> (err his)

21:31 Seraph_ was about to drift off to sleep for a small nap when he suddenly heard the soft crunching of leaves and felt something press down on his tail. He opened his eyes to stare up into the face of a gryphon. Now he had seen a few gryphons before but most of them tended to tower over him but this one was only a bit larger than him. His second observation was the odd coloring of the gryphon, the shade of blue that made up his body quite similar to his own. and the feathers on it's face were a new color altogether, one he'd seen on no gryphon before. He looked up at the gryphon curiously while trying to pull his tail out from underneath the Gryphon's paw with little effect. "U-umm... hello there, c-can I help you?"

21:39 GyroFeather looks down at the little dragon with fierce eyes as he takes in his form. Soft saphire scales gleamed off his body and rather curiously it seemed that Seraph had feathered wings instead of the usual fleshy wing flaps. Tilting his head at the creature, he grins at the edges of his beak. "Oh maybe...You see I've been flying for hours and well I forgot supplies at home. I was just thinking to myself about how helpful you might be in assisting me in this perdicament~" He hums out. His wings flare and his pink crest stands tall in an attempt to dwarf over the smaller creature.

21:44 Seraph_ stares up into the gryphon's eyes, the piercing glare unnerving him a little as he tries to move away from the gryphon who is currently so close to him but is unable to with the gryphon holding his tail in place. "O-Oh, w-well I don't have any supplies myself. What kind of supplies were you needing? Also if possible could you please get off my tail?" The gryphon's wings suddenly extends out and effectively make him feel much smaller than the gryphon, especially trapped on the ground as he is.

21:44 < Seraph_> (Heh he's actually fully feathered but I guess picture does kind of look like scales :P)

21:47 < Gyro> (appologies xP)

21:47 < Seraph_> (not a problem at all)

21:49 GyroFeather continues to grin at the edges of his beak as the dragon reveals the bleak news before a pink tongue rims the yellow protrusion. "Oh...well Its just that I forgot to pack a lunch for the day...and am feeling a bit famished. The second talon comes to step on his body as he stares down at Seraph with bright green eyes. His wings fan around him a little tighter now, much as birds of prey do after they've made a kill. "Surely there is some food around here~"

21:52 Seraph_ begins to feel a bit nervous now, especially with the way the gryphon is staring at him, his words not helping his confidence either but surely the gryphon wasn't big enough to get him down... he hoped anyway and maybe he was just actually looking for some food. "O-Oh well if it's food you want I s-saw a couple rabbits dens and a pack of deer back the way I came a ways. D-don't remember exactly where though."

21:58 GyroFeather snorts at the feathered dragon and brings his beak a little closer towards his head. "That doesnt do much for me you know...Not even having a direction or a location?" he says, his hot fishy breath wafting over the smaller creature's snout. "I do think that I found something that seems worth my while right here though." His tongue snakes out and licks over Seraphs snout, leaving foul smelling drool hanging below his nostrils and dripping twoards the ground.

22:02 Seraph_ gulps audibly as his fears are confirmed as the the larger gryphon's muzzle moving towards his face, his hot breath wafting over his muzzle, the scent quite strong of fish, and that was only a single breath, it was certain to be worse deeper in and he definitely did not want to go there! "W-well I could try to help you find it you know, I d-do know the direction just not the exact area it was at." He began pulling at his tail a bit harder, the paw on his tail in turn pressing down harder on it even a bit painfully, not letting it move as he struggled to move further away from the gryphon who's intention seemed to be to turn him into a meal.

22:08 GyroFeather rolls his eyes at the smaller morsel before him and gets a little bit closer, pressing his beak right up against her snout. "N-nah...I think that this will wind up a little easier on the both of us dont you?" His slippery tongue undulates and glistens in the light as thick strands of drool drip down from the top of the beak. He lets it hang open for a second as his attention shifts to the tugging tail. His talon clamps around it, claws digging into the flesh and securing the little dragon. "Lunchtime~" He purrs and then darts forward, taking the dragon's face into his beak.

22:12 Seraph_ tries to squirm backwards as the gryphon's beak gets right up next to the end of his muzzle, the hot fishy breath wafting right into his nostrils from this point, saliva already eagerly dripping from the beak as he feels a talon grip hard on his tail. "N-No I don't think this will be ea-Mmmmpphhh-" He is suddenly cut off mid sentence as the gryphon decides he has waited enough, his muzzle being forced deep into that maw, the foul fishy smell surrounding him as saliva bathes his muzzle and face.

22:19 GyroFeather brings his spare talon up and locks it around the dragon's neck and grips tight in order to cut off any avenue of escape. The tongue darts over his face, coating the snout in lavish amounts of drool, licking under the chin and pressing into the closed eyes. The thick liquid gets all into Seraph's feathers, saturating them and coming to rest against the flesh. The pretty little bird presses forward still, pushing till he felt the snout up agsint the back of his throat. Suddenly the tongue arches up and pushes backwards as it opens up, drawing the first bits of his meal into his warm fishy neck where not even his stale breath was present to dilute the scent.

22:24 Seraph_ would suddenly feel one of the talon's grip tightly at his neck, not enough to cut off airflow but enough to hold him tightly in place. Loud muffled "mmphs" echoed from the gryphon's mouth as more of him was pushed in, his muzzle pressing up against the throat before it opens up and draws him in where he gets the first real smell of where he is heading. It was horrendous. The scent of multiple meals and acids and bile and who knows what else wafted up throat to him, low gurgles sounding from below as well. Despite the sharp talon around his neck he struggled almost instinctively at this point as another swallow echoed around him drawing him deeper toward the source of the smell and gurgles.

22:29 GyroFeather feels a small bulge in his throat as he swallows, the start of a very satisfying meal, and it would only grow and lengthen as the gryphon takes a subsequent gulp, which echoes in the dragon's ears. The talons dig in a little tighter as he feels his prey struggle, threatnening to draw some blood if he didnt calm it down as the sharp points slide agaisnt the flesh. He moves his claw down a little bit further now as the dragon's neck and then his shoulders press into the hot steamy maw. The smell only seems to get stronger the further in the little creature travels, informing him of the horrors within.

22:35 Seraph_ is squeezed deeper as the tight throat pulls him deeper into the stinking digesting pit below him. The foul air only getting worse the closer he got. His never entirely in the throat at this point as his shoulders press through the beak, his head nearing very close to the stomach at this point, his struggles weaken slightly to mere squirms as the sharp talons painfully poke at him in warning if he tries to do anything. The heavy and foul smelling saliva dripping down his torso and wings now, getting him nice and ready to slide down into the gryphon easier.

22:39 GyroFeather finally releases the tail as he feels it begining to pull from his grip, not from the dragon escaping, but rather from it sliding down his eager throat. That now freed up claw moves to his crop, where he feels the dragon begining to press into. The bulge in his throat slowly begins to inflate with his head and neck as the tongue tickles over the creature's feathered belly. He could hear the steady pounding of the gryphon's heart now, as well as his deep breathing, and just a little bit ahead, there as the steady gurlgling of an eager stomach. Still Seraph found that he was already begining to curl in that first sack, safe for the moment, but that moment would likely soon pass.

22:42 Seraph_ would begin curling up into a sight ball inside of the gryphon's crop, safe but anything but comfortable, the smell alone of the inside of someone's body was awful, a complete change from what was outside of the gryphon. He felt as the talon outside released him and while normally this would be a good thing now it signified anything but good things to come as he felt his belly being tasted by the tongue before that too entered the throat only the hind legs and tail remaining outside, both far smaller than his torso and far easier to just swallow down pretty much ensuring his fate as food at this point.

22:48 GyroFeather strokes the creature inside the hot damp chamber of his crop idly as he gulps down the hips. The air was foul and oppressively humid, and rather difficult to catch ones breath in. His tongue only brushes the slit between his legs long enough for it to slicken up his meal before passing it on. No need to get intimate with food afterall. His tongue scrokes across the pads of the feet, tickling them and getting them nice and slickened before another gulp sends those down. Only the last bit of the tail remaind which he slurps on gently. As Seraph's lower body begins to slip into the crop, it puts imense pressure on the exit as it reaches its limit. Slowly he pressed through the hole at the other end, letting in the sour smell of vomit into the chamber.

22:49 < Gyro> (also giving your profile a second look...scat torture, teasing is this wrt making sure a prey knows exactly whats coming? Cause I could really get into that if thats what you're getting at~ course its a bit late in this one but some other time ^^)

22:50 < Seraph_> (Thats one way it could be, I do like that kind of teasing a lot too :P)

22:54 Seraph_ whimpers pitifully as he squirms to try to make the gryphon let him go. It apparently has no effect though as the gryphon seems to just casually swallow the last of him down, only his tail remaining as it slides through the beak, the beak closing behind it and the gryphon just slurping and tasting at it, seeming to wait on taking the final swallow. With all of him inside the crop but his tail he felt the opening at the back end of the crop began to open from the pressure of having so much food, the smell that emitted from the passage to the stomach was even worse than that of the crop, he couldn't help but gag from the smell as the pressure slowly began to push his body through head head first.

23:01 GyroFeather settles down onto the ground, curling into the very same spot that the dragon had occupied moments ago, or mostly anyways, the rather large bulge in his crop that steadily made its way into his belly hindered him from curling up nearly as tight. The peacock lets out a soft churr of delight as his talons reach down to stroke at the prey inside. "See? I told you this was way less effort on the both of us. No one had to fly anywhere else, nor hunt for anything more.~" His purring rumbles the body of the creature trapped inside and he'd find that the stomach he's moving into is already rather excited for his eventual entry.

23:05 Seraph_ slowly began to press into the stomach, the chamber far hotter than even the crop and smelling far worse, as he began to be pushed into the stomach the bulge in the gryphon's gut would slowly disappear from the crop to move a bit lower into the stomach. The walls clamping down eagerly on him as he pushed in further and unlike the crop, the stomach was anything but empty, still littered with digesting remnants of the gryphon's past meal and acid. His body was forced to squeeze through the mostly digested food, as more of him pushed into the stomach taking up all the room so he had to share the space.

23:11 GyroFeather watches with a grin as the heavy weight hanging in front of his chest slowly slips over to his gut, bulging it out and looking lumpy with a rough aproximation of teh curled creature's form. His talon moves over the bulges which shift as the powerful muscles int the stomach squeeze the dragon, pressing the goopy remains of a rabbit into Seraph's body. From the smell of the inisdes, it was rather apparent that the liquid he was sharing the chamber with was rather unfriendly towards living flesh. He was enjoying the squirms coming from inside and gulps donw a little more air, just to ensure his little meal would stay at ti for a while.

23:13 Seraph_ felt the acids that were currently working on the previous meal begin to work work over him, his body already feeling the tingles the very beginning of digestion. The foul air growing thicker as time went on and oxygen waned he continued to struggle and squirm for all he could as he felt a talon on the outside rub over his form. It seemed he would be spared many of the horrors of digestion and die from aspyxiation or so he thought b

23:14 < Seraph_> (lol oops didn't finish that, let me fix it

23:16 Seraph_ felt the acids that were currently working on the previous meal begin to work work over him, his body already feeling the tingles the very beginning of digestion. The foul air growing thicker as time went on and oxygen waned he continued to struggle and squirm for all he could as he felt a talon on the outside rub over his form. It seemed he would be spared many of the horrors of digestion and die from asphyxiation or so he thought before he felt himself able to take a far better breath than before, fresh air burbling into the stomach, not really helping the smell in any way but keeping him from dying of lack of air. His struggles grew more panicked now as he realized he was about to die, and in quite the horrible way too as the acids tingling began to change into more of a burning sensation, some of his feathers having fallen off into the soup around him.

23:21 GyroFeather churrs as he feels the little dragon grow more frantically inside his belly and uses his talons to push any sudden bulges back down, sort of like a sadistic game of wack a mole. The churning of the stomach ensured that every inch of Seraph was coated in the thick caustic fluid, and occasionally submerging him as well. Not only was the air full of a foul scent, but a fine mist of acid seemed to hang in the air as well, buring Seraph's throat and lungs when he breathed. The fallen feathers brush up agasint his body, prodding them with thier pointed shafts and helping to rub more of them out of the flesh.

23:31 < Gyro> (right if you posted, it didnt come thorugh)

23:32 < Seraph_> (yeah seems F-list crashed for a bit)

23:32 Seraph_ felt the acids that were currently working on the previous meal begin to work work over him, his body already feeling the tingles the very beginning of digestion. The foul air growing thicker as time went on and oxygen waned he continued to struggle and squirm for all he could as he felt a talon on the outside rub over his form. It seemed he would be spared many of the horrors of digestion and die from asphyxiation or so he thought before he felt himself able to take a far better breath than before, fresh air burbling into the stomach, not really helping the smell in any way but keeping him from dying of lack of air. His struggles grew more panicked now as he realized he was about to die, and in quite the horrible way too as the acids tingling began to change into more of a burning sensation, some of his feathers having fallen off into the soup around him.

23:33 GyroFeather churrs as he feels the little dragon grow more frantically inside his belly and uses his talons to push any sudden bulges back down, sort of like a sadistic game of wack a mole. The churning of the stomach ensured that every inch of Seraph was coated in the thick caustic fluid, and occasionally submerging him as well. Not only was the air full of a foul scent, but a fine mist of acid seemed to hang in the air as well, buring Seraph's throat and lungs when he breathed. The fallen feathers brush up agasint his body, prodding them with thier pointed shafts and helping to rub more of them out of the flesh.

23:33 < Gyro> (Ah I guess it was my post tat was ate then!)

23:33 < Seraph_> (Heh seems so!)

23:38 Seraph_ was having quite the bad time inside of the stomach unlike the gryphon outside who seemed perfectly content and happy with the current situation. His form was coated head to tail in the acids, many of his feathers having been removed and digested already, his body burning strongly and when he tried to breathe through his mouth to get around smelling the foul stomach air the acidic mist of the stomach began to burn at his mouth and throat, even getting into his lungs, making not only the outside but his inner body as well feel like it was burning. The strong walls clenched and crushed at his form, the gryphon's talons outside only helping his digestion by pushing in sharply where any bulge appeared as if he was playing a game.

23:44 GyroFeather lets out a little yawn as his eager stomach begins to drain his energy to work on his meal. Shaking his head, he slowly gets to his feet, sloshing the prey around inside. His eyes dart around at the treetops, searching for a place to nap. It certainly wouldnt do to be found down on the ground by something else hungry. Spotting a location he clumbsily takes to teh air with his fully belly and lands heavily a short distance later. His distended stomach hangs between two tree branches as the gryphon lets himself get comfortable once more. Sleep finally takes him, leaving him purring and churring happily. Inside, the stomach picked up its activity, crushing and squeezing Seraph even more mercilessly. His flesh sizzled and burned as sores opened up int he skin, exposing his raw flesh to the horrors of teh gryphon's stomach.

23:49 Seraph_ would feel vertigo shift as the gryphon got to his feet, in body sloshing around inside his body digesting rapidly now from the inside and out as he struggled to stay awake, the fresh air that had been swallowed down earlier had all been used up and his energy was sapped from the digestion and heat. The smell not helping in any way either as his digesting body added to the scent around him. His flesh began to burn open as his skin digested off, the pain only growing and his body thrashing at this point while the stomach still sloshed around him until it finally came to rest as the gryphon landed in a tree. His only hope at this point was to run out of oxygen, hopefully sooner rather than later.

23:53 GyroFeather , as he drifts off to sleep, no longer could help deliberately keeping air inside. The bubble that he'd been fighting finally comes back up his throat with a loud belch that echoes from his beak, letting out a wiff of the foul air that graced the dragon inside. Fortunately for Seraph, there wasnt really any air left in that foul chamber, plunging the morsel completely under the stinging fluids. Certainly she would not last long as the walls churned and squished her rapidly deteriorating form.

23:57 Seraph_ struggles would finally slow after what to him felt like hours of marinating in the foul stomach of the gryphon, his body originally only slightly smaller than the gryphon transforming into nothing but a lump of food in the gryphon's belly. He finally let out his last breath in the belly as he sunk beneath the acids completely, the last thing he heard was the loud belch as the stomach clenched tightly forcing his entire form underneath the muck.

00:07 GyroFeather sleeps soundly as the foul muck that occupied his stomach continued t steadily go to work on the food contained within. The belly softens as flesh is dissovled, and for a short time takes the form of the dragon's skeleton before the tendons give way and that collapses upon itself as well, leaving a rounded bulge that steadily shrinks. By the time the gryphon wakes, he feels himself much more energetic, and had a new healthy layer of padding on his rump and belly. Soon after waking he's aware of a rather urgent need pressing in his chest and begins to hark. After about a minute of coughing a large bulge of blue feathers surrounding a mass of bones travels up his throat and falls with a splat inot teh foilage. The most telling sigh of the dragon's previous form was the jawless skull, complete with a pair of horns that half stuck from it. He smacks his beak a few times, trying to drive away teh sour taste of bile. They never were quite as good going out as they were in. Then, after getting to his feet, he flags his tail. Wtih a grunt, thick brown logs of waste splatter down onto the forest floor featureless since most of the remains had been filted alredy, coating the pellet in fouler remains. Enough sprang forth form his rump that it covered the pellet completly, hiding it from the world. He was fortunate enough to be up in the air, away from the intermingling scents of scat and vomit that he'd left in his wake. He takes off, and largely forgets about the dragon within a week

00:08 < Seraph_> (Hope you enjoyed it, I did a lot)

00:08 < Gyro> (You're the type of prey that could make me way more intersted in predding than I usually am :P)

00:08 < Gyro> (I very much enjoyed it ^^)

00:09 < Seraph_> (Hehe glad you did)

00:10 < Gyro> We'll have to do this again sometime ^^

00:11 < Seraph_> Definitely^^