Getting Into Stallion

29 May 2016

01:59 GyroTech snugs Ecru Tether back, but only platonically

02:00 Ecru Tether has no idea what that means! And after a short, happy squeak, the khaki bat wrapped his hooves tight around Gyro's frame and used his weight to send both of them off balance. Sits on the floor, he cuddled Gyro chest to chest, leathery wings snapping out to coil around his back and hold him in place. A little squeeze had them belly to belly. Also smooches his snoot.

02:21 GyroTech giggles aS he feels the bat leaning him and then turns his head away. "You're silly! - Eeep!" he suddenly lost sight balance and collapses into a head. He squirms uncomfortable and pushes his hooves against the other stallion and squeaks at the kiss. 'OK OK that's enough. What do you think you're doing? "

02:22 Ecru Tether only gave Gyro the same little smile and while his grip tightened to keep them both together, he let his lengthy tongue flick and slither out to lap up along the blue stallion's nose.

02:26 GyroTech scrunches his nose as the slippery tongue traces across it, leaving a gleaning streak. He pulls his head away but can't quite escape Ecru Tether's reach. His warm chest presses up against the stallions fur softly as his wiggles are more constrained. "OK. . Cut that out. I'm not into guys."

02:28 Ecru Tether barely stiffled a laugh as his head cocked itself to the side. "Now, here's the thing. i've struggled with straight stallion's before. And either they've tossed me off, or given me a firm warning. You, on the other hand. "Puffing out his cheeks and chest, the thick tuft adorning it brushing through Gyro's coat, the bat giggled somewhat loudly. "You smell like fruit, you feel like a plush rug, and you rather easily let me take you down. I think your Lyyyyiiing~"

02:33 GyroTech wilts his ears and looks away from the other horse at the accusation and pushes against the bat a little harder, but he's too tied up to get enough leverage for it to feel more than a token struggle. He speaks when the other Pony puffs up and shakes his head. "Is it a crime to take meticulously good care of one's mane and coat? I have to look perfect anywhere I go."

02:37 Ecru Tether again giggled, his head shaking from side to side before it manoeuvred itself down to rest in the nook of Gyro's neck, nose brushing through his coat. While, admittedly, he would have loved to keep the stallion there against his will, Ecru's wings eventually released, leaving the blue unicorn in a much more easily escapable hold. Though for as long as he stayed, the batpony curled in around him, tail along his rear and hooves tucked down over his sides. "Hmh... Then I guess you'll just get up, tell me stallion's are horrible and scold me for affection, mh?"

08:21 GyroTech stops struggling as it becomes apparent that the Pony had him entirely wrapped up. He shivers as he feels the snout along his neck his neck before the weight settles. Ecru was admittedly rather comfortable pressed up against him as the wings release. Gyro either doesn't realize or doesn't want to escape as he continues to lay curled underneath the warm Pony. "I don't want the affection from stallions...im just not interested," he protests, "and I'll get up as soon as you get up off of me and let me up." Still he doesn't try to pull away from the bat pony as might be expected.

08:25 < GyroTech> I hope it was at least a tasty cougar!

08:25 Ecru Tether let his eyes close over as an amused little 'hmh...' left his lips, the warmth of his breath burrowing itself down through Gyro's coat. Without the effort needed to hold the stallion captive, the bats hooves soon shifted down, resting against the blue stallion's thighs while his head and neck snaked their way up over the other stallion's own to rest down their weight. Like all bats, Ecru's coat was not only thicker

08:25 < Ecru> for the colder nights, but it was also softer, giving way easily to anything that brushed along it but bouncing back just as quick. Head shifting to the side, he placed a small peck upon Gyro's cheek and chuckled. "Could get up and move away, then..."

08:38 GyroTech feels the warm damp breath, comfortable against his skin in the cool night and still he just lays there. His tail flits back and forth, brushing his long silly tail against the stallions thighs. Ecru really did feel rather nice to lay against, even as the hooves move down against his thighs. He seems rather calm until those lips press on his cheek. He freezes up and stiffens his body. A second later he shakes his head, "you're right... I should be going..." he slowly rolls from the bats warm embrace and then gets to his feet.

08:44 Ecru Tether drifted his eyes right from the stallion's muzzle, down to his back hooves. He did have some sort of height advantage over Gyro, if he wanted to take any sort of upper hoof over that, the only thing he'd need to watch out for is the horn... Though shaking those thoughts from his mind, Ecru stood himself up and with a huff, bumped flanks with the unicorn, a wing flaring out to wrap down over Gyro's side. "Humph, why are you so stubborn? I can feel that you're just being a little shy, trust me, I got it when I first started loving stallions too. You just need a push! ... Or a pull..." Tapping his chin several times, his dark coloured orbs took another dive down the unicorn's back.

08:55 Gyro Tech looks down at Ecru and rolls his eyes as he's given the same look that he's given to many mares at the local bar. The unicorn was rather sleep and lithe and certainly had only a light amount of muscle mass to him. He gurnts as he's rump bumped and then steps back from the other pony. "N-no...I assure you I'm not into stallions. I really dont need your assistance like that." He responds with a piercing glare, even as those eyes wander his form once more.

08:58 Ecru Tether had been given enough time to think, and measuring up the two sizes, Gyro was no larger than the rest of the stallions, yes, just enough of a height advantage... Stepping around to come face to face with his smaller 'friend', Ecru's grin turned malicious as his several inches of tongue flickered out to run over his lips. "Not into stallions... Is that so? Well, I can quite easily change that..." Baring both his teeth and the longer fangs behind his upper lip, the bat in a blink of an eye lunged forwards to close his jaws down right over Gyro's, the bat's hot, humid breath assaulting unicorn's nose. Fruit might have a usually fragrant scent, though when bubbled down and laced with gas, it wasn't at all pleasant.

09:09 Gyro Tech watches the bat pony warrily as he moves around to his front and then narrows his eyes as they're face to face once more. He shivers and takes a step backwards as he sees that rather malicious smile. "YOu know...I think should go..." He says, and then yelps as he lunges forward. Gyro feels the hot lips seal around his muzzle as the fangs scrapped across the edges of his snout. His nose wrinkles at the fruity and yet foul scent that wafted over his nose as hot sticky saliva matted into his coat. The unicorn's own fruity flavor, though nothing specific, from the oils he rubbed into his coat tickled across Ecru's tounge. Gyro's eyes are wide, stunned at the sudden turn of events as he brings a hoof up to pus at the bat's chest.

09:14 Ecru Tether knew that without a good enough distraction, a Unicorn's horn could soon provide a serious challenge, and he wasn't just about to bite it off either. With what little control he had over his widened lips pushing his muzzle into a smile, Ecru's own hooves moved up to both push away the hoof and to then repeat the action against Gyro's chest, aiming to either bat away his limb or push him back. His tongue on the other hoof had a different idea entirely and while lapping, coiling and overall, covering the stallion's muzzle in saliva was fun for a few seconds, it aimed itself for his lips. Given no warning, nor much choice in the matter, Gyro's throat was soon host to a long, writhing, slimy appendage that slid down the contracting rings of his throat to grind its way down through his inner tunnel.

09:21 Gyro Tech locks his hoof with Ecru's as he tries to push him away, still leaving the unicorn's hoof on Ecru's chest, but without as much leverage to keep himself at bay. The unicorn tries to pull hi smuzzle back out from the pony's lips. "What- are you d-mmmmph" He tries to speak when a long slimy tongue makes his way accross his own and then down his throat. Gyro gags on the lon slimy member and pushes his own tongue against it while trying to pull out, though instead his tongue just slipped along against the bat's with a little squelching as if they were making out rather slopily.

09:27 Ecru Tether let the base of his tongue cover the top of Gyro's while the rest of it squirmed and spiralled back and forth through the stallion's throat, soon coming to a short, slow thrust that allowed the bat to taste every bit of fleshy tunnel he could reach. He did let go, eventually, but it came with the price of Gyro's muzzle being left thick with drool and the blue pony down on his back with a set of khaki hooves pinning his forehooves to the floor. His tongue flicking from left to right before it disappeared past its owner's lips, the thestral's silly smile soon returned, dropping down to sit inches from Gyro's own lips. "I'm going to get the truth out of you in two ways... The first one will include me pounding it out of you. As a male, i'm sure you know which I mean~ Don't worry, cuddling and a good deal of grooming will be added to make you feel nice and loved~ The second? Well..." Serpentine tongue sliding free to waver through the air as a strand of saliva oozed off to splatter against Gyro's coat, it retracted a moment later to allow Ecru a chuckle. "You'll me trying to muffle the words out past the gurgling walls of my stomach~"

09:35 Gyro Tech gags around the tongue as it remains in his throat, trying his best to pull from the stallion. When he finally does, he feels the long fleshy tongue slide from his throat and lips as he tumbles, leaving a thick trailing drool of spit between them which comes to rest on his chest. A bright gling of hot wet saliva shines on his muzzle as the thick drool runs down his face in his new situation. He pants hard as he's pinned to the ground, staring at the bat pony above him. As he recovers his breath, his brow furrows as he looks up at the rather dominant stallion whos hooves on his shoulders prevented Gyro from raising them to push off. His heart sinksas the bat pony begins to lay out the ultimatum. He feels the hot drool land down between his eyes. "Y-you cant be serious...But...why...I promise...I'm not gay. Get up off of me." He grunts. He squirms on the ground. His eyes fall on a nearby rock about the size of a hoof and he surrounds it in a green glow, his only chance of escape.

09:36 Ecru Tether shh's! You'll make him get all shy and lose his dominant mood. Ish hard to bring up.)

09:40 Ecru Tether could feel the urge to do either rising, neither one winning favor for the other, and seeing the stallion's hesitance do nothing but rise, his eyes darted over to the rock off to the side. If he didn't do something now, the bat was more than likely to get a hard knock. Eyes shut and cheeks puffed out, he lunged in for another attack, hooves pushing against Gyro's while their lips met in a firm press. There was no widening of lips, no sudden length of tongue ramming itself down the other's neck. No, instead came the gentle, subtle twist of his head while the movement left the jaws of both stallion's to open and lock. Lips sealed to one another and his drool dripping tongue left with the hot cavern to once more explore, this time it took its time in its exploration, tenderly sliding over Gyro's to coil around and trap it in the slimy, wet embrace. His hooves on the other hand relaxed their firm push to dig down beneath the unicorn's neck to prop him up.

09:48 Gyro Tech drags the rock closer as Ecru hesitates, when suddenly he finds himself in another rather aggressive kiss. The unicorn closes his eyes and falters as he feels the warm tongue snaking hinto his lips once more and tries to shake him away. His magic drops during that second of lost concentration, allowing the rock to clatter down to the ground once more. The hot drool that had slickend Gyro's face before smears against Ecru's muzzle as he feels the tongue explore his mouth. He tries to push it away, engaging in a hot slippery dance with the other stallion that might be mistaken for genuine reciprocation. Still Gyro does try to turn his head away as the hooves hold him and, as he's finally free enough to push on the bat, moves his hooves up to the bases ofEcru's wings and tries to push him away at those joints.

09:55 Ecru Tether had tried his best, he really had, though with every push away, the choice's conclusion was becoming all the more clear. Both aroused and hungry, being defied a consent for either had added in another factor, one of growing irritation. The push to his joints had worked, though not for overly long and with a loud snarl, Ecru pulled back just enough to break the kiss, and stamp each of his hooves down atop Gyro's corresponding set. "F-fine! If I can't get anything out of you, then you really ARE only into mares and of no use to me! I try being nice, coy,... I KNOW you have a liking! Gah... I'm being pushy..." Obviously confused, or maybe just hurt, the ranting bat bit his own tongue and stared down at the pony beneath, just in time for his gut to let out a rolling growl. "... It's about time I had something more filling that fruit, anyway..." Mouth wide open, this time it didn't stop at just Gyro's lips, this time, his entire face found itself engulfed in the fleshy, humid cavern. Muzzle pressing down the back of Ecru's throat, it was rather clear what the thestral had in mind.

10:03 Gyro Tech sucks in a deep breath as the kiss is finally broken and then tries to get free when it seems that the bat pulls away. He's not quick enough though, and soon finds a hard pressure pushing down on each of his for courners, leaving him rather splayed out and exposed. "Well...then see I did tell you...so then you can just let me go and we can all just forget about this little incident..." He suggests, as a longy stringy bit of drool falls down from the tongue to land squarely into his chest. The bat didnt seem so bad right now it seems...maybe he was just a little in ht emoment. That hope, however, is rather quickly shattered as the rumbling gut burbles above him. "What? Noo--" The stallion is cut off as he finds himself sealed away in darkness. His horn presses up agains tthe bat pony's lips as another fresh taste of fruit is now in Ecru's mouth. Gyro reaches for his rock, but he cant quite find it without seeing it, leaving his horn flaring uselessly as the humid slickness is pressed up around the fur with the pulsating entrance to the gullet at the front of his muzzle. He has no where to go with all his hooves pressing down against hte grass.

10:08 Ecru Tether had a mix of feelings, all of which in any other instance he would have cried out until his throat hurt, but right now the one of hunger had dominated the rest and the thought of something in his throat was something much more appealing. The horn, as always was another trouble entirely, several slids too and fro had the bat grumbling and cursing which only made things worse for Gyro, every breath battering against his muzzle while the thestral tried to figure out which way would be easiest to swallow... One hoof coming up, he forced Gyro's head to tilt forwards and luckily for him, gave Ecru just enough room to stuff the stallion's head right past his jaws in one swift, slurping movement. Sadly for Gyro, it meant he now had his muzzle crammed right up against the lightly pulsing walls of Ecru's throat, getting a mouthful of spit instead of air. The start of his throat round with the unicorn's head, he reared himself back and tugged him up into a partial sitting position, hooves keeping Gyro's firmly to his sides.

10:14 Gyro Tech squirms beneath Ecru, trying his best to free his hooves as he feels the pony shifting. he could feel the teeth pressing and moving against his form as the stallion's grumbles fill his ears, and the hot breath fills his snout, inendating him with the foul fruity smell of what most certainly lurks beyond. He could fell every slimy movement around him as the hot drool drips down the rest of his head, leaking from Ecru's lips. Finally, he gets a hoof free and then uses it to push at the bat pony's wing joint as had worked so well before, but as he does so his head is now pressed dwon into the slipery cavern which clenches around him. His face makes a rather noticable bulge in the neck as his horn travels straight down the thoat. The got wet flesh glorps in his ears as he moves down, and the unicorn gags as he's forced to take mouthful after mouthful of hot thick mucous that lines the bat's throat. He had to get out, this pony was absolutly crazy.

10:20 Ecru Tether didn't stop, even if he wanted too, right now it would be close to impossible with Gyro's horn past his cranium, a pull back might brain the bat. And thus, Any little struggle Gyro made in the attempt to hold off the inevitable was met with a firm jab back and to a lesser extend, a firm bite around his neck, a bite to the neck that soon turned into a bite against the start of his withers as inch by inch the cyan coat fell victim past the dripping maw of the thestral. Inside was pitch black, and for what wasn't, Gyro was 'treated' to the site of glistening red walls that tugged away at his head and neck, forcefully tugging him down into the batpony's hungry depths as each squeeze, each squelsh was squished right up against his ears, his coat saturated with the saliva and other fluids the bat held. The heavy bulge of his head had gone from the start of Ecru's throat, right down to the base and as it fell deeper, the khaki stallion only stuffed down more, eventually working the tight 'embrace' of his jaws and cheeks down over what counted for the pony's shoulders.

10:28 Gyro Tech feels every slick contraction around the stallion as he's squeezed deeper and deeper into the hot wet tunnel. He continues to push with with his hooves on the one wing joint and presses down with his other hind leg, trying to roll himself up and over the bat to have more leverage. His attempts are thwarted for a second from the powerful thwack on the back of his neck and more importantly, the thick fangs that grazed along his neck, threatening to slit his throat if he managed to do the roll. As the bat moves up his withers, his struggles resum, but weaker once more as his fuzzy shoulders are now restricted in movement. Up ahead he can hear the groaning growling of the bat pony's hungry stomach as well as the heavy beating of the heart in his ears. The unicorn lets out a whimper and lights his horn, illuminating everyhting in a dull green glow. It was rather hard to breath against the walls of the throat, but from the feel of him traveling deeper, he'd unfortuantly have a lot more room.

10:49 Gyro Tech would have folded his ears back if they werentalrelady pressed flat against his head by the slick muscles that grip around him. The insides were saturated with hot ooze that seemed to have made its way deep inside of htem based on the hollowing of the noises around him. His nostrils pressed dwon past a tight ring that opened up into a rather foul chamber. Hot thick smells of bile mixed with the scents of what used to be fruit mixed into a sweetly foul mixture that made the unicorn gag and cough as it inendates his lungs and burns his throat. He feels a little queasy already and as he's lifted into the air. He feels the jerk downwards as Ecru collides with the ground, plunging his muscles into the thick goop that lined the stomach. Some of the fowl liquid works its way into his mouth, bringing with it a little grit of whatever fruit the bat had eaten before, but the flavor was not recognizable among the mixture of other flavors. He struggles and flails as his hooves press into the stomach as well, splashing the goop over himself as he tries to surface. His lungs starve for oxygen, but whne Ecru pulls his hind legs into his maw and locks them to the side, the unicorn finally is pressed into the stomach enough to curl and break the surface once more. He comes up in a coughing fit, breathing deep of the foul air that kept him alive.

10:56 Ecru Tether grunted and groaned, even wincing as several bumps and shoves sent his stomach bulging in one place then the next as the stallion fought for an area to clear his head. Unknown to Ecru, all he could really hear were muffled cries mixed with the deep gurgles and churns his gut made in protest. Bit by bit he worked the stallion's thick set of flanks past his lips and had to resist the urge to give them a well deserved bite down into, his tongue likewise avoiding his sheath. But down it went, trapped in the hot, gulping tunnel while his tongue helped to tug down the final pieces laying outside, his hooves moving all the way down, till they too were slurped up like just another snack, and the bat clamped his jaws shut down on the very end of Gyro's tail. The stallion was going to get a 'full body massage', but his tail was staying right where it was. Down inside, his gut pulsed, gurgled, groaned and even lurched lightly around its new addition, tossing the mess about to wash over every inch of the pony inside as the sluge worked to cover and muck Gyro's coat. The air inside, as little as it was, soon ran out of available oxygen and had only hot, stinking gas to give. Back outside, Ecru let out a loud belch and covered his lips with a hoof while his eyes drifted down to the struggling sag in his belly. "Urph..."

11:07 Gyro Tech whines as he breaks the surface and can see everything illuminated in a dull green grow from his horn. Various colours of the remains of different fruits dotted the sludge, greens and oranges and yellows, and subsequently ended up covering his face and chest as well. "L-let me out! Cmon! What did I do?" He shouts out, continuing to struggle to make the stallion as uncomfortable as he can. All around him he can ear the gurgling and glorping of the stomach overpowering much of the other noises around him. Steadily he feels himself consumed further, getting coated in hot drool before pushing down into the hot chamber below. His form makes a steady bulge along the stallion's neck as i slowly descends. The stallion, however, is somehow relieved as it seems that Ecru decides to avoid molesting him one last time. He already feels the air getting a little thinner as he struggles inside, leaving the pony lightheaded and causing his movements to slow down. Already his skin is tingling from the goop that clings to his flesh and he can see some of his blue fur shedding down around him. Finally he feels the tongue arch up against his rump as one final swallow draws the rest of his flesh into the hot slippery throat. Soon he settles down into the stomach, though he feels a powerful tugging at his tail that's almost painful as it refuses to follow his body into the stomach. He gives one final round of flailing as a loud belch echoes around him, tossing the liquid into his coat as the stomach walls squeezed. Eventually though he's forced to take a breath, and all that there is is the disgusting acid around him. He does so on reflex and then passes out, never to wake again. A good thing too as the body was wasting no time on processing him as the squeezing and churning was steadily rendering him bald and the creating sores on the hunk of meat.

11:21 Ecru Tether never liked what came next. There were several measures to prevent it, but none had been taken and the bat's hunger cried to have its prize. And thus, tail in teeth, Ecru fell onto his side and curled up around the bulge in his stomach that sent him rocking across the floor with every kick, but even they had to fade away after time. His stomach gurgling and churning away at the heavy meal it had been given, hair fizzled away as flesh, muscle and everything in between were forced soft and taken off only to be added to the slurry all around, leaving it a much different tainting of red, pink, and the smallest bits of blue. While the lethal acids ate away at everything fleshy over the course of several hours, hours that Ecru spent asleep and rested, his bone structure was left almost entirely intact, if not somewhat Brittle. Awakening to the taste of tail in his mouth, Ecru grunted and stretched out. His belly still weighed enough to make him sluggish, and contained several bulges, though these ones were more sharp and precise, as if a bony hoof had dug itself upwards. This wouldn't do, not at all. Sitting up and using his swollen gut as a cushion, he held his maw open wide and hooked the fingers of his wings to the length of Gyro's tail and with one hard yank, something that caused Ecru to gag and lurch, he regurgitated the stallion in one heavy hurk. Well, what remained anyway. Clattering to the ground covered in slick, slimy sludge was Gyro's bleached and red dripping skeleton, complete with a still furred tail that had managed to escape the worse of it. Shuddering from the loss, he glanced to the skeleton and winced, opening his mouth to say a few words.

11:21 Ecru Tether or at least tried too, instead came the sudden burbling in his bowels. At the same time he had been prone in his curl, the meat and other, earlier snacks had been passed on, packed down, sucked of their nutrients and left for rejection and right now, it wasn't going to wait any longer. No time to go elsewhere and thinking he may as well let it all rest together, Ecru turned himself around, flagged up his tail and squat down above Gyro's dripping skull. "L-least I don't need to pass his head, done that once, and I strongly regretted it..." Muttering to himself, the stallion's body clenched as a short "urmph.." Left his muzzle at the same time his tailhole gaped open. Falling from his plot to land with a wet plat across the Stallion's skull, the vile remains of what had been digested down were piece by piece left to coil and slip over the rejected bones, adding more than jsut a few streaks of brown. Nose covered and his business done, Ecru stood himself up and placed a hoof to his stretched out stomach. "Oh.... Now doesn't that feel better...." Having kept just enough to leave his belly an almost cute pudge, his thighs had taken the rest, gathering a nice, extra mass from his last meal. Without another word to be said, or even a goodbye wave, Ecru looked back, poked out his tongue, and trotted off. Leaving Gyro nothing more than a stripped Skeleton, partially buried beneath a steaming pile of horse shit.