Sampling the Wares

24 May 2016

23:21 < Veritas> Peep!

23:21 < Verlo> ((Hehe derp, I tried joining #vore! which is not the same as #vore))

23:22 < Verlo> ((Are we going to just hop to it, or are we going to overcomplicate it with something approaching a 'story'?))

23:23 < GyroFeather> I dont know! Verlo you start :P We'll go from there

23:24 < Verlo> Veritas, any thoughts or additional information about your OC you think we need to know?

23:24 Verlo watches Gyro moderately closely, quietly confident that he can't escape the present <undefined> predicament

23:25 < Veritas> Need to know... Not really. She's a little smaller than average, heavy- boned though and very warm. Flames tend to be a brilliant emerald color. Larger than average wings

23:25 < Verlo> >Female

23:25 < Verlo> got it

23:27 GyroFeather had his wings clipped and glares at the stallion through his electricly charged enclosure. WIth no way to fly and getting shocked if he tried to climb, he was effectivley trapped in the open roofed pen. "CMon...just open the gate...we've been here for an hour now..."

23:28 Verlo smirks at the gryphon, floundering around in the cage like a common chicken. The market was slim pickings for a gryphon of such...unique plumage, and he would fetch quite a lot at auction. That is, presuming he ever got there, as Veritas walked up to survey the catch. "Whad'dya think we'll get for this one, V?"

23:31 Veritas twitches her tail and hums, a low hiss coming from her jaws as steam spills forth. "Mmm... Unique plumage, decent size, good package... If we can get him to be less loud... Maybe a quick snip to the vocal cords?" She croons, hoof-claws clicking against the ground as she walks around the enclosure. "Of course... He does look quite delectable..."

23:35 < -> Slither is now known as VoidShadow

23:35 GyroFeather squeals as he hears the suggestion and brings a talon up to his throat as if to protect it. "W-wait...sell me? What do you mean sell me?" He squawks, backign away from the pair. He gets a little too far though and bumps into the fence. He screes as he feels the sudden shock and moves forward, though the scent of singed fur and feathers warted in the air. That certainly wasnt good for selling.

23:38 Verlo pinned the gryphons' limbs to his side, causing him to fall over and safely-ish away from the energized bars. "Oi hey, you cut that out, ya hear? You're gonna ruin yourself before we find a buyer!" Verlo nudged Veritas in the shoulder, or at least as close to as the stallion could. "Tch, do ya smell that V? He's practically making my mouth water, if only if he didn't bitch so much," Verlo chuckled, plainly audible to everyone present.

23:41 Veritas grins toothily. "Tell me about it... Twinkle-gryph here is tempting me to dump the cost from my pay..." She shivers, a ripple traveling along her long tail. "Fuck... And that steak I had isn't helping. Just whet my appetite, it did..."

23:49 GyroFeather is still sunned as Verlo pins him and then begins to squirm in short oder afterwards. "I-i'm not some little pet to be sold to the highest bidder..." he says adamantly. His eyes go wide as he hears the stallion talking about eating him and then back to teh dragon mare beside him. "T-twinkle griff, appetite...cmon now, lets not do anything we'll regret..." He looks about, "Think about how much money you'll get selling me as a pet..."

23:49 < -> RoughCut is now known as VanillaSweet

23:55 Verlo pantomimed the gryphon, mocking him by repeating his own words. "Think about how much money you'll get selling me as a pet..." Verlo ceased his magic grip for a moment to wave his hooves through the air sarcastically. Verlo started chuclking at his own joke, soon turning into a full on near insane laughter. "Let's not do anything we'll regret? Haha, do you even realize who you're talking to? Celestia's guard has never caught us, and the pitiful words of some gryphon aren't going to turn us away." Verlo sidled up to Veritas, nudging her and listening to the occasional gurgle from her stomach. "Oh, just think about all the other things we could do with a gryphon who no one will ever come looking for nor would they even know where to look. Are you thinking what I'm thinking, V?" Verlo watched the gryphon with less attention than before, fully confident that he'll stay put once he saw the knives and rope levitating around the unicorn.

23:59 Veritas snickers, a soft hissing sound. "Oh yeah... We'll need to break this one in, definitely..." She coos, clinking a claw against one of the bars. "Enchanted iron, only shocks those inside it. Rather delectable, in its own way..." A sly grin appears on the dragon-mare's face. "I might be tempted to just keep you, you know... I'm sure between me and my associate here we could... Accommodate you~" She purrs, before joining Verlo in laughter, tail thrash ing behind her. "Oh, we're gonna have so much fun with this one..."

00:05 GyroFeather shudders as his eyes flit back and forth between teh two talking about him and mocking him. Break him in? That didnt sound very fun at all..."I just meant...I'm sur I'd fetch a good price...think of the revenue of a peacock could bring in...none other like me." He offers. He steadily squirms himself free of Verlo and eyes the ropes and knives. "Uhh...I think you can put those away...I'll be nice and obedient...no need to get messy and ruin the merchandice right?"

00:12 Verlo tapped the flat of the knife along the bars, the magical properties of which holding true and not imparting a change in any way onto the halfbat. "Merchandise? Oh, dearie me, have we been that blatantly unobvious in our intent? Goodness, GyroFeather, I hardly know you and I aim to keep it that way." The clinmking continued before coming to a halt on a padlock, tapping it twice as he dispelled it and the other security measures on the cage. The door swing open, and on either side of it lay a trapped gryphon, and a pair of devious miscreants. "Now, c'mere you, and be what you were always meant to be, heh." Verlo tugged on the gryphon's hindlegs, pulling him along the floor of the cage easily until he was hanging upside down in front of Veritas. "Would you just look at him, V? Don't you just want to /eat him up/?"

00:17 Veritas grins wide, her long tongue snaking out to slurp along GyroFeather's chest. "Mmm... You have no idea how much I've been waiting for a decent meal..." She coos into his ear. "The question is though, do I just eat this delectable morsel, or do we have fun first~" She tosses her head back and cackles, sparks flitting from her maw. "And to think, I'm actually smaller than you! I thought gryphons were supposed to be predatory? You're just waiting to be meat..."

00:21 GyroFeather watches the door swing open and follows forwards as verlo beckens him, eager to please lest he end up in their ire. He's unfortuantly strung up rather qucily by his hind legs and then gulps as he loos down at the dragon. He initially offers no protest to Verlo's comment, instead turning to stare at Veritas wtih a pleading look. Instead he's reqardwd with a hot slipery tongue that leaves a warm trail upon his chest feathres. "W-wait...please..give me an oportunity to by myself maybe? I"ve got money..." He offers . He can see the pink insides illuminated by little bits of fire from teh dragon. "N-no! I...I dont want to be food, and I do eat fish. Thats meat..."

00:24 < GyroFeather> (Fun is always welcome of course :P)

00:26 Verlo continues to hold Gyro by his hindpaws, the halfbat rearing up to push on Gyro and causing him to swing a little bit like a pendulum as he was raised a bit higher still. "Oh, but that's not up to me, hon. You'll have to look to my partner-in-crime for your fate; I"m just here as the, heh, lovingly observant assistant... So what'll it be, V? Are you feeling frisky, or famished~?" Gyro was by now swinging within inches of Veritas' vicious maw, sparks landing on the gryphon's face on occasion along with a healthy splatter or two of how saliva.

00:29 Veritas hums, circling slowly around GyroFeather. "Nmm... No money. We could go collect it after... And I'm feeling much more hungry than frisky..." She says, that scaled barrel of hers growling noisily. "Lift him higher, please? I'll let gravity send him down... One last ride~"

00:31 GyroFeather extends his wings to steady imself as he begins to sway back and forth throught he air, lest he become too dizzy. He gives a look towards verlo that could kill and snaps his beak. "If I get my talons on you, you'll be going donw /my/ gullet," he growls. He winces as sparks come to land upon his face, leaving a couple more sincged feathers beofre getting put out by the thoick goop. His crest folds down as he hears the mare's calls and then holds him talons out, hoping to get purchase on hier and prevent himself from going down. He satres down her dark pink throat, shivering at his soon to be fate. "You wont be able to get it out from my name...HOw many bits am I worth to you?"

00:37 Verlo hefted the gryphon even higher, but not before running a hoof through the gryphons' curiously visual crest. "You? In the state you're in, with the mood my partner's in? I'd say you're worth about at best, forty bits for a steak dinner. And perhaps unfortunately for you, I think she's made up her mind and is going for the second course." Verlo hefted GyroFeather higher into the air, a bit above Veritas' requested height and keeping him there, suspended a few feet above the mare. "Oh, this is going to be so, so , so much fun~" The halfbat blew a kiss and winked at the gryphon, before dropping him towards the expectant draconic mare.

00:40 Veritas laps her tongue over her lips and opens wide, the faint glow of her core showing off the pulsating pink flesh of her throat as she settles beneath Gyro's form, her tail twitching and thrashing eagerly behind her.

00:43 GyroFeather turns to snap at the pony's claw as he plays with the crest, but falls just short as Verlo pulls it away. He levitates even higher now as he stares down at the pony below a short distance away, with hot saliva dripping off her teeth. He squeals as he plunges a couple feet rapidly, squelching his feathers into her foul smelling throat and hot dribbling flesh as his claws seek out something to seize upon.

00:46 Verlo stayed back just far enough to be out of range of the gryphons' scrabbling limbs, but that was soon found to be needless as Veritas was true in her intent. The gulps and glurks were audible from quite a distance, the mare making quite a scene with a gryphon sticking out of her upstretched maw. Verlo teased the gryphon with a few bolts of magic, zapping him on all sorts of place up to and definately including the griff's private parts. That sure got a kick out of him, buried up to his chest in maw and fangs. "Not doing so hot now, are ya you stupid bird? Still feeling like a million bits?"

21:34 Veritas closes her eyes as she gulps again and again, her breath heavy with the scent of older meals... Meaty, rancid, and quite smoky too! Her throat and cheeks bulge out around the gryphon, her tongue forced out far enough to slurp and tease at his slowly descending chest and belly... While sharp teeth graze and press against his flesh. For Verlo, well... He could easily smell just how /arousing/ this was for the dragonmare, her scent a fragrant mix of crackling pine fire and saffron incense, quite alluring and very much off for the current act being committed.

21:35 < Veritas> (Huh... I haven't had to have my post broken in a long while...)

21:39 GyroFeather squeals as he's forced to take in her hot foul breath with him squelched deep into her hot maw. Her drool works into hsi face and crest feathers as she gulps around him, drawing him into her neck with a large bulge. His body jerks with each jolt to his private bits, cauisng a muffled squeak from the dragon's throat, and making it very difficult for him to fight his descent with his claws.

21:45 Verlo approached the dragonmare and her prey step after hesitant step, having stood a fair distance away to get a good angle for the gryphon's drop angle into Veritas' waiting maw. She never ceased to amaze him, spontaneously capable of near-grotesque acts only to turn them into the something with allure. Verlo kept an eye on Gyro's hindpaws, poking them with a magical needlepoint spell if they came anywhere near gaining anything approaching a decent hold. Up under her neck now, Verlo nuzzled the beginning of a lovely bulge starting to travel down her throat. "Hmmmm, lookin' good, lookin' good..." The smell was unmistakable signature Veritas, the spicy musk poking rather pleasingly at his not-at-all hidden desires.

21:54 Veritas groans luxuriously around Gyro's form, another strong swallow pressing his beak against the opening of her stomach and getting another rush of rancid air for all his squirming. With a slow, almost deliberate wrapping, her lips close around his foreclaws, freeing up her protective closed-eyed look so that she could wink towards Verlo, draconian gaze eyeing up the stallion in many ways~

22:00 GyroFeather gasps as he sinks deeper into her hot body, penetrating the sour sack that was up ahaed. He gags from the blast of foul rancid air, obviously still working and active on teh stake she'd had hours before. as his forepaws slip into her gullet he pushes at her cheecks and teeth, trying to get a foothold. It doesnt work though as he still sinks deeper.

22:04 Verlo watches the colorful bird disappear into the more colorful mare, resorting a more hooves-on approach to the doomed gryphon. Verlo rested a hoof with light pressure on the gryphons' fuzzy butt, groping the rump delicately as he aimed to let Veritas take her meal as she pleased. Verlo looked over the gryphon's goods, mindful of the still wiggling hindlegs as he went in for a nip and a lick of Gyro's exposed family jewels. And then came another light shove, shooing the bird away down the mare's hungry throat as her nearly luminescent saliva pooled around the large meal disappearing down her neck.

22:09 < GyroFeather> (I love how you know how to be terrible in all the right ways Verlo~~)

22:13 Veritas closes her eyes again and gulps in time with that shove, a deafening *glurk!* around Gyro's head as he's forced another few inches into the sack of partially-digested meat... the sound was much less loud for Verlo, though still quite audible! Her long tongue explores what was left of Gyro's form, though only gives the slightest teasing lick against his sheath and balls as he's pulled further and further inside. The air in her stomach is stale, acrid, and burns the eyes and nose of her meal. And as for Verlo, he's assaulted with a new wave of pheromone-laced fragrance from the mare's nethers, with a pool of those slick fluids starting to spread across the floor.

22:18 GyroFeather tries to give a well aimed kick as the stallion grops his rump, only to miss, letting the leg go on past him and allowing Verlo to slip in between. He squawks and goes rigid as he feels the mouth and teeth playing over his package and causing his sheath to bulge out a little further. The shove pushes him down into the foul fluids at the bottom of her stomach, and with his open beak, he cant help but get a taste of the bitter bile which burns at his tongue. The teasing lick causes him to extend from his sheat as her tongue roams over his puckered rump and heavy orbs.

22:27 Verlo rolled his eyes at the gryphon's futile attempts at extricating himself, dodging the kicks easily and catching them with each forehoof. The stallion reared up and pressed insistently on Gyro's paws, shoving him firmly and absolutely into Veritas' stomach and it's waiting chyme. Gyro's plumping sheath was very evident from this angle, poised as it was tipping over the edge into her glimmering undulating gullet. A thickly wet sounding glurk sounded from the mare's gaping maw, taking the gryphon fully into her throat with an accompanying shove. Verlo actually fell in up to his 'elbows' in Veritas' maw before he remembered that he wasn't supposed to go there and pulled himself out from between her fangs before she clamped down with finality. Verlo pecked Veritas' nose with a quick smooch, then fell back to the ground to nuzzle at the squirming bulge of a meal.

22:34 Veritas barely misses taking in Verlo as well! It's a good thing that he's quick enough to pull away. His sudden shove of Gyro into her gut was... Unexpected, though probably necessary, as they were taking quite the time down here~ Her gut stretches and swells around the gryphon's form, excess air packed in with him to give a little alleviation from the acidic fumes. With her meal finished, she groggily opens her eyes and grins towards Verlo. "Was I taking too long, hmm? Or were you wanting to have a little extra time on one of the cots with me~?" She purrs, settling back on her plush rump and patting the top of the swell in her barrel. "He's gonna add a lot of fat to me... He tasted like a pastry filled with fruit.:

22:34 < Veritas> *"

22:39 GyroFeather licksone more time before he feels the hooves press down on his paws. The pressure pushes him up through the chyme til he was in the breathable air once more...if you could call it that. It burned at his lungs and eyes as he came to curl up in the hot sweltering stomach. Slowly the rest of him joined him in there, forcing him into a tight ball as the walls clench and squeeze around him. His form bulges out rather obscenely and his frantic claws pressing against the lining didnt help with that. "L-let me go! I'm not food!"

22:47 Verlo looked up, a look of surprise on his face. "Taking too long...? Why, were you thinking of coughing him back up and having your fun your way?" the stallion said, plainly loud enough for him to hear the conversation over the dangerous sounds of a highly active stomach being given a treat. Verlo licked his lips to catch the rest of the bird's moderately appealing taste, envious of Veritas' one-upmanship in her capabilities. He set about patting and massaging the thoroughly filled dragonmare. Hot and bothered by her scents, Verlo leaned in very close, extremely close to her bright green coat and whispered through the layers of flesh and sinew. "Nope, I don't think so you poorly mistaken bird." Verlo might have started rubbing his cheek and reached around as gar as he could to bring Veritas into a cuddle as she sat on her moist rear.

23:07 < GyroFeather> (Boop Veritas?)

23:12 Veritas giggles softly, in a much more placid mood now that she'd had a meal. "Oh no, no... Just thought I forgot about some other meeting or whatever~" She coos, shifting her bulk around so that she was more comfortable, rear legs spread as Verlo massages over her stretched belly. "Mmmnn...~ keep going~" She murmurs, pointedly ignoring the protests of the gryphon, instead leaning with a giddy smile against Verlo's form as he cuddles against her. "Though I wouldn't mind a little fun no-*UUuurrralp!*" She belches up a few brightly colored feathers, worked free from their host by the potent acids of her powerful gut

23:18 GyroFeather could alread feel the tingling begin fromt he powerful acids as her gut, still raging from her prior meal, worked their stinging fuilds into his coat. Already, the stinging liquid had managed to pull a couple of his feathers loose as he hears the converstaion taking place outside, barely audible over her thumping heart and heavy breathing. He squrims as he feels verlo's pressing against him, pushign out when he can. "B-but think about it...a rare breed...a peaocock gryphon...I'm worth more han just as a meal..." he whines. The stomach contracts violently around him with the burp, purging some of the air from the chamber and squeezing him tighter. He can feel the mushy stead underneath smearing into his body, a rather gritty sensation.

23:25 Verlo tilted back, removing most of his weight off her belly as he shuffled his hooves to put him in a more useful position. He stood, wobbling a little bit until he found purchase with his forehooves on her belly again, the clumsy and really-not-designed-for-back-standing horse pushing right on GyroFeather's head to dunk him back into the pool of thick glorpy juices. "Ah, whoops, sorry about that!" the stallion said, completely at Veritas and none at all towards the slowly digesting gryphon. "Normally, I'd ask if you wanted foreplay or not, but uh..." Verlo's muzzle scrunched as he took a deeper whiff of the air surrounding them. "I'd hazard a guess that you don't want to bother with pleasantries?" The halfbat grinned (he does this a lot apparently) at Veritas, her hindlegs splayed out on either side of him as he took a half step forwards to press his pride against her soaking wet nethers.

23:29 Veritas murmurs softly, craning her neck up to peck Verlo's nose with a wide smirk. "Oh, is it /that/ obvious~?" She coos, another hefty belch leaving her lips as his hooves press Gyro's head down into the digestive slop that half-filled her gut. "Ooof... 'Scuse me..." She says, wiggling her plump rump and spreading her legs to give Verlo full access to her dripping, plump lower lips~

23:33 GyroFeather feels some of the pressure come off of him as Verlo moves away, and squirms inside the acidic chamber as it burned away at hsi flesh. The gryphon opens his beak to complain some more when a new weight shoves him into the bitter bile, giving him yet another taste of the foul liquids and reigniting the burning in his mouth. As another burp rings out around him he feels the stomach muscles tighten even futher. He has to fight hard to free his head from underneath Verlo's hooves, and by the time he finally breaks the surface once more he's panting, starved for air.

23:39 Verlo didn't have much of a care in the world left for the vague shadow of a gryphon stewing away in the dragonmare's gut, burps carrying feathers and assorted bird bits out and away from the chemical hell underneath Veritas' dome of a belly. The stallion offered the mare a quick 'you're excused!' before gripping her bloated flesh to help him ease into her moistened folds. Once the head pressed past the outer lips, Verlo squeezed down on her belly hard enough again to stir up the mess around Gyro. He wouldn't be getting any reprieve anytime soon unless he gave up early... the stallion's rod plunged into Veritas' depths, as he plumbed his way through the silken tightness. Verlo winked at Veritas before resuming the massage of her swollen belly leaving Gyro less than one moment of reprieve before the body-shaking thrusting began.

23:43 Veritas lets out a sharp gasp as Verlo spreads her folds apart, her cheeks flushing with bright crimson as, between the massaging and the gut-jiggling thrusts, her squeaks and moans of excitement and pleasure barely audible over the roaring churns of her gut... The acids pressed and rubbed into tender gryphon flesh, dissolving his fur and feathers unti they're either no more, or flung free of the confines of her stomach with the expulsion of rancid air as a belch.

23:46 GyroFeather feels the liquids sloshing around him as Verlo beigns to press and move her stomach, causing it to jiggle and squeeze. The liquid frequqntly slips up over the gryphon's head, leaving him gagging and coughing as he's forced to deal with another mouthful of painful acids. Already much of his body was losing its fur and feathers, which instead float around him in the stinking gut. He can hear the thrusting out side and feel the shaft pressing out into his form which he pushes back against. Another loud belch shrinks his availible air even more. He's feeling light headed as his fleash boils away in the sweltering chamber.

23:52 Verlo looked away from Veritas' face for a moment, peering down at the quirky gryphon still fighting onto life as a bird tumbling and sloshing around the slimy confines of her stomach. Verlo grunted and 'mhrfed' as he felt his stallionhood be pressed from an additional dimension every time Gyro rocked back into the mucky goop. That extra pressure pushed backwards on the act of rutting and added that delicious extra dimension to the blatant display of lewd out in the wilderness. Verlo would liked to have thought he might have hit Veritas' secret button from time to time, but with the rapidity and ferocity of the rutting anything could have been happening. She was a hard mare to please, benefiting her species heritage. Verlo panted from the exertion, looking a bit sweaty as he looked back upon Veritas' visage. She was damn sexy like this, and his eyes probably betrayed that opinion more than whatever he could have mustered with his mouth.

23:55 Veritas was very much enjoying this experience, the glorious feeling of being so full of meat that her skin was stretched to the limits, while a sexy stallion ruts her tight folds with a vigor that was hard to match... It was exquisite~ Each time he roughly spears her tunnel, she clenches and gasps, and the few times that he manages to hit her more sensitive areas... Well, she's quite a squirter~

00:06 GyroFeather feels himself growing more and mroe lightheaded as his movements cause him to rather quickly deplete teh oxygen in the stomach, dulling the pain, but also slowing his movmeents. The poor gryphon is certainly bald and chemically plucked now as fluids worked on his coat, exposing the flesh underneath the skin. He could feel himself thrown about by the rough rutting htat jostles the chamber. His eyes grow heavy, and hten with one final belch, the tiercel passes out, only now twitching as his life fleets from his body, left as nothing more htan a hunk of meat for the dragoness.

00:06 < GyroFeather> (With this I must pass out sadly)

00:06 < Verlo> ((Nini, I'll reply next time))

00:07 < GyroFeather> (No, go ahead and reply, gyro is out of it now :P)

00:07 < Verlo> ((Unless I should now since you seem to have y'know))

00:08 < GyroFeather> (I wrote myself out on purpose :P)

00:08 < Verlo> ((Sneaky~))

00:08 < Veritas> (Hehe~)

00:12 Verlo let his eyes wander to the latest explusion carried by Veritas' prominent belch, flecks of slimy red-splattered feathery fur arching over Verlo's shoulder has he soon came to the end of what he could do. Veritas was a lovely partner, angled and chiseled perfectly in every way to be a treat for the eyes and the hooves, clutching at her churning belly as the last of the bonus lumps seemed to cease appearing. "Aww, looks like...hff...the dumb bird passed on, heh. It's just you and me and a chunk of ex-gryphon, and I think-" Verlo bottomed out in her in a particularly pleasing way, almost fitting perfectly. "Ooooh, ooof-" With a final, heavy push and pull, Verlo plunged his flared member as deep as it would go, the first of many loads rolling through the shaft to splatter against the heavenly heat of the dragonmare.

00:19 Veritas had just opened her mouth to reply as Verlo hilts her juuust right, the dragonmare tossing her head back, body arching as she climaxes powerfully with a deafening roar that billows out a decently sized emerald flame! Her twitching tunnel walls clamp down along his length, urging more lovely thick spurts of seed to splash against her cervix and paint her insides white~ Her gut continues its merciless growling and churning of her meal into easily ab sorbed nutrients and useless chyme to slowly filter into her lower gut.

00:23 < -> Flanker is now known as Ulysses

00:27 Verlo had shut his eyes in the heat of climax, but her bright emerald flame shone through his eyelids almost like they weren't there. Flames burning bright powered by the might of a dragon and the sweet temperament of a pony made for quite the awesome sight. Verlo pugged her canal well enough, but she was more than enough mare to win the battle, clamping down around his dick with a wild strength that pushed all manner of liquids out into the air behind him. "Q-quite the squirter indeed, oooogh mmmf..." Verlo held on as long as he could, the last of his spurts leaving her snatch painted a creamy white as he slipped free after the moment seemed to die down. He kept close to her, falling back onto her churning belly to smile with her and snuggle.

00:32 Veritas releases a long, pleased groan as he tugs free of her vice-like clamping, only the smallest bit of his seed oozing between those plump lower lips of hers. And after that expulsion, the mare looked a bit beat, panting abs sweating from such a vigorous plowing. "Mnf... Fuck... That was, wow..." She mumbles, barely coherent between the looming food coma and afterglow... All she had the energy for now was pulling Verlo up against the softening mass of food churning away in her gut, her eyelids drooping as the small, but powerful mare began to doze... Though maybe she had enough energy for one more round~?

00:35 Verlo might have had a willing mind, but Verlo was more or less a normal pony with slightly more than normal stamina. She was going to be the end of him at some point, but as his eyelids followed hers and pulled him into a land of snuggly sleep, Verlo could do little else but nuzzle and give her affection as her gut worked overtime to make use of the ex-gryphon. She might have had energy for another go, but it wouldn't be with him, sleeping away and clutching the fearsome dragonmare. c:

19:28 Veritas snores heavily, still snuggled up against where Verlo had laid down. Throughout the night, her swollen gut churned and gurgled away, slowly shrinking and growing soft as her powerful gut breaks down Gyro's remains. Aside from the occasional belch or fart as air is forced out of either entrance, very little else happened through the night, up until just before sunrise... By then, her swollen gut was hanging heavily just above the ground rather than pinning her there, and her aroused scent was thinned, though the scent of her gaseous expulsions had added the rank smell of digested meat to the air. "Hrmph... Gotta go..." She murmurs, heaving herself up towards a nearby ditch, gut swaying back and forth as she waddles into position... A squat, a few heavy grunts, and soon she's filling the ditch with thick, heavy logs of fresh shit that crackled on the edge of audibility as it hit the air. "Uurgh... Fucking gryphon... haven't had to stretch my asshole this much in ages..." She complains, followed by a groan as her gut heaves, the more solid logs replaced suddenly with a torrent of more liquidy shit, the dragonmare shuddering as the significantly less processed remains of the gryphon spill from her guts like water... For over a minute she squats there, before a final blockage suddenly presses against the inside of her asshole, stretching the already aching ring apart before, with a loud popping sound, the stained, cracked skull of Gyro rockets into the pile of waste, sinking halfway into the remains of his body.