A Tasty Souveniere
One-Shot
11 June 2016
Stats
The RP has a total of 42 lines, 2773 words, and 15074 characters.The average line consists of 66.02 words that themselves average 4.44 characters taking about 5 minutes, 21 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 21 lines, 1380 words, and 7398 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 65.71 words that themselves average 4.36 characters taking about 3 minutes, 58 seconds.
Rainbow Dash said a total of 21 lines, 1393 words, and 7676 characters.
Rainbow Dash's average line consists of 66.33 words that themselves average 4.51 characters taking about 6 minutes, 41 seconds.
07:24 < HungryDash> You're next! I've always wanted to see how gryphons taste~
11:21 < Gyro> heh so I think you mentioned being in the mood for bird earlier ^^
11:22 < HungryDash> Yeah? D'you think a tiny thing like you is even worth my time?
11:24 < Gyro> I hope not! Gryphs are not for food :P
11:24 < HungryDash> Naaah. Everything's food if you just squeeze it down hard enough. 'course, squeezin' it out's pretty fun, too.
11:30 GyroFeather trots out amongst the crowd vacating the stadium from a rousing event featuring the wonderbolts. It was always quite the sight to see one of their shows but now it was over and evening had come. His pretty little plumage combined with his gryphon shape stuck out amongst the crowd as he makes his way. He ducks into a little shop to avoid the crowds as they leave.
11:37 HungryDash whoops and cheers on her heroes from the stands, 'sipping' from the biggest cup of soda they sold at the stadium. Hey, a mare's gotta eat, right? She shouts and hollers just as loud as the rest of them at the amazing stunts and acrobatics being performed. The show is over all too soon, and the chubby mare soon heads out with the rest of the crowd, stopping by a souvenir store on her way out. No way she's not gonna keep something from this!
11:42 GyroFeather browses over the various wares a the store, though nothing seems to much catch his eye. It all seems to be just junk for him. I mean look at these, wonderbolt trading cards, various bobbleheads and figurines. And in a display case, a molted spitfire feather from her first show. He hears the bell of the store jingle and turns to cast a glance at the multicolored pegasus who entered.
11:49 HungryDash browses, too, looking over most of the merch nonplussed. She's already got three of these mugs at home! Where's something special? She bumps into the gryphon and scowls, scooting away from him. To top it off, her stomach is unhappy with her for only drinking soda. It obstinately grumbles at her, demanding solid food. She finds herself unable to focus on the merch, many of the items appearing to turn into tasty foodthings. Wait, is that a pile of chocolate bars?! No, just trading cards, darn... She glances over her shoulder and spots a big ol' juicy chicken leg. She blinks a little and the peacock gryph's blue flank replaces it. She grumbles unhappily, unable to think with this hunger.
11:56 GyroFeather feels himself bumped into and turns to look at the rather distracted pony who bumped into her. He shakes his head and shuffles away from her. At the front he spots a candy bar...the last one. Deciding he's a tad hungry he buys it and crunches it as he wanders around the shop, stopping near Dash. "I hope that crowd goes soon..."
12:02 HungryDash hears a crunch and spots the gryphon eating food. Right in front of her! She's finding it harder and harder to not imagine him as a walking collection of choice cuts. When he stands right next to her, her belly makes its protest known again, grrrrrning out loudly. She looks down at the gryph and has to wipe a line of drool off of her lips. "Hey, so uh... what's your favourite Wonderbolt?" she asks, sounding much more awkward than she'd hoped not to.
12:11 GyroFeather had half of the candybar devoured by the time the pegasus speaks to him. He takes another bite of chocolate and muches on it as he thinks, bringing a claw too his beak. "Hmmm....fleetfoot I think. She's rather cute and very underrated. I think she could make captain of the team someday," He offers flicking his tail back and forth. "And you?"
12:14 HungryDash licks the drool off of her lips again. "Heheh, yeah, me too," she says, lying through her teeth. "Hey, what if I told you that I could get you a meeting with her?" She blinks a little to clear out the food hallucinations coalescing on his body. Hungry, hungry mare.
12:18 GyroFeather ignores her drooling and lights up when she agrees. "Oh really? Another fleetfoot enthusiast? And I'd be rather surprised if you could...but I'm listening." He offers, swishing his tail back and forth. This tuft of train feathers at the end are rather mesmerizing as they flit back and forth.
12:27 HungryDash forces a smile at him. "Alright, let's go! I know just where she goes after working the show, follow me..." She goes around him towards the door, her butt slightly jiggling with each step.
12:31 GyroFeather shrugs and finishes off his chocolate before following behind the mare. He wasnt sure he believed her, but it couldn't hurt to follow now could it? He watches her plot dance infront of his eyes as they make thier way out of the shop. "Really now? That does sound a bit stalkery..."
12:39 HungryDash shrugs. "What can I say? I'm their biggest fan. Fans can get kind of stalkery. But it's useful, right? Your best bet if you wanna talk to Fire Streak!" she babbles, leading him somewhere that nopony would hear him. Out back! That's plausible, right? She'll just have to make sure that nopony sees them, too.
12:45 GyroFeather follows along her as she talks and then pauses for a second. "Fire streak" he asks, tilting his head to the side. "I thought we were going to see fleet foot." They were in an allyway behind the ship by the time the mare made taht little slip up.
12:51 HungryDash nods her head quickly. "Yeah! Fleet foot! That's what I said!" she insists, looking briefly around the alley. Nopony in sight? She turns around with surprising speed and pins Gyro down to the floor with her weight.
12:53 GyroFeather narrows his eyes at the pegasus and shakes his head. "No...thats certainly not what you said..." He says with a sigh. "I think maybe I ought too---oooof" the had the wind knocked out of him as he's thrust to the ground. He pants, trying to catch his breath under her heavy weight.
13:00 HungryDash drags her tongue slowly across his face. Mleeeeem~ "Ohhh, sweet Celestia you taste even better than I'd thought you would~" she moans, now drooling all the more heavily on him.
13:04 GyroFeather makes a face as her hot drool is left in a streak between his eyes. The fruity flavors of the preening oils he used quite complimented the more natural flavors he had. "T-taste? Get off of me!" He pushes on her form with his talons, squirming beneath her.
13:13 HungryDash yawns open her maw, tongue lolling out and rank meat-eater breath blowing across his face before her mouth closes around his entire face, lips suckling at his forehead and neck for a moment before she pushes forwards further.
13:19 GyroFeather makes a face as the hot sour breath wafts down over his beak and squirms harder. He can see the pink slipery insides of her mouth and gets splashed with drool as it drips down onto his feathers before it closes around him, sealing him in dark dampness. Drool mats down his feathers as a swallow draws him inwards, pulling his beak down her throat before he can utter a word of protest. His claws push at her form, desperatly trying to escape.
13:21 HungryDash pin his claws to his chest with her hooves, pushing her face down around his head and pulling up to make it easier to get his neck next. Her tongue rolls back and forth across his neck, thoroughly soaking his feathers and getting a good long taste of him~ Her throat ripples powerfully, sucking him in deeper and deeper with each rhythmic gulp~
13:23 GyroFeather gives a muffled squawk as he hears another glick and is drawn deeper into her hot slippery throat. The peacock thrashes his body around, even as his claws are clutched to his chest. He can feel the hot slime slowly spreading over his body, ruining his feathers as he fights to get free.
13:25 HungryDash closes her eyes, rolling them up into her head as his taste washes over her tongue~ "Mmmmnn~" she moans around him, scooting back a little to let him bend upwards, letting [b]her[/b] get her mouth around his shoulders. Her wings flap softly behind her, an indication of her enjoyment~
13:27 GyroFeather flares his wings open as well in a desperate bid to slow his descent. His head makes a rather obsene bulge in her throat as his neck and shoulders slide up into her hot maw. He could feel her mouth wedged against his open wings. His chest presses painfully against her blunt teeth as he squirms looking for escape.
13:28 HungryDash presses her thick figure against him, partially pinning his claws as her hooves smack against the weak tendon of his wing, trying to make them retract. Should it be successful, she'll wrap them up in a hug and continue stuffing him down her throat.
13:33 GyroFeather holds for the first smack, the the second wack is much harder and his wings reflexively fold half closed, enough that he feels his wings pressed hard to his sides. Up ahead he could hear her beating heart and the tell tale growls and gurgles of an eager stomach as hse pushes his wings inside her greedy lips. His hind legs kick and flail in the air but he has no real avenue of escape.
13:45 < Gyro> (boop)
13:48 HungryDash gulps hungrily around his shoulders as they push into her mouth. She continues drooling heavily over his taste, some of it dripping off of her chin onto his belly and groin below with soft plops. She continues bear-hugging him to push him inside, her throat bulging out comically as his shoulders slide through it towards her chest.
13:50 GyroFeather feels his hest and then his belly slip through into the hot drooling maw, finally hiding his pink from the world save for the tuft of feathers at the tip of the tail. His head disapears into Dash's chest where his beak meats a small wall that opens up to sour chamber. The smell of soda and chyme burns the insides of hes beak as he coughs.
13:53 HungryDash pushes his waist into her mouth, rolling her tongue over his sheath teasingly. If she'd met him under different circumstances, she mighta fucked him instead~ In this reality, though, he was destined to be Dashfood, stewing away inside her gut until he pads her hips.
13:56 GyroFeather squawks and shifts his hips as she licks over his fuzzy sheath. His entire head spills out intot he stomach, finally allowing the gryphon to take a sharp breath of air and then call out, "WHat are you doing? Spit me out! You're not allowed to do this!" he shouts as he's lowered down into the pool in her gut.
14:01 HungryDash 's ears swivel as she hears the muffled cries of her meal. Yeah, make your peace, pal, 'cause in an hour's time, you'll be nothing but shit in my gut~ she thinks at him. His hips slide into her cheeks, bulging them out before a gulp squeezes them into her throat, leaving just his paws and that lashing tail. Not much longer now~
14:03 GyroFeather kicks with his hindpaws and lashes with his tail as he's gulped further, heedless of his previous cries. More and more of his body spills out into the hot humid gut, forcing him to begin to curl in the tight chamber. His claws press at the sides of the walls as the muscles squeeze over his form. In the goop he could feel the last remains of popcorn smushing into his feathers and feeling gritty against his skin.
14:08 HungryDash sits down and leans her head back, swallowing down the last of that gryphon. She gently nips that thin tail before it vanishes for good, sliding down her throat with the rest of him. Dash lets out a contented sigh, then stands up and trots out of the alley. She walks past the concessions again and sees they have candy. "Oh, awesome!" she says, and quickly buys a couple of chocolate bars. She munches on them on her way home. She didn't get a souvenir, but she did get a nice meal~
14:11 GyroFeather feels himself tilted skyward as the pony swallows down the last bit of his hind legs and tail as they kick. His tail feathers probably would have made a good souveniere had she had the forsight to pluck one but they too disapear behind her lips instead. THe gryphon weighs heavily in her gut and squirms with everything he has as she walks. "L-let me out! Spit me up! I can pay you!" He shouts as hot sticky chocolate rains down on him. Already he can feel his skin itching beneath his feathers.
14:13 HungryDash wiggles her ears. "Sorry? I can't hear you! You're too busy digesting to talk, anyway. Now be a good meal and stay still!" she says, taking another bite out of her chocolate bar.
14:15 GyroFeather frowns at the edge of his beak as he hears her response and gives a loud squawk. "No No I will not! Spit me out an dthen I'll give you peace." He shouts. He brings his talons to scrape against the sides of the walls but the flesh just gives instead. He's rather tight in the stomach as the contractions roll over him, occasionally forcing him below the bitter bile. More and more of his flesh begins to itch the longer he's in there.
14:30 < Gyro> (boop?)
14:35 HungryDash smacks her belly with a hoof. "Quiet down in there! You're a meal now, and you should act like it! Enjoy being alive while you can, turkey, it won't be much longer at this rate," she says, finishing off her first chocolate bar.
14:39 GyroFeather grunts as he's smacked through the flesh dips below the surface once more, getting a mouthful of sugary bitter bile that burns at his tongue. The walls were starting to pull his loosened feathers and fur off of hima s they contract, and the air was getting rather stale, leaving the gryphon lightheaded. "No! I'm not a meal! Let me go!" He shouts sounding out f breath.
14:46 HungryDash huffs. "You're lucky I don't burp and suck all of your air out. I can do that if you really want to die right now!" she warns him. She, of course, can't actually make out any words he says. Not that it matters, anyway.
14:48 GyroFeather isnt cowed by the threat at all, escpecially as he feels the acids getting to the flesh beneath his skin now, causing him to burn with pain. Bits of fur and feather float around inside as he squirms in her hot gut. "Burp me up instead you monster!" He replies, searching for the entrance ot her throat with a talon.
14:54 HungryDash settles, her head pulls back a little, her belly clenches briefly... then her mouth opens up in a tremendous belch. Her belly actually visibly shudders as the breathable air is sucked right out, leaving him with barely a mouthful of air to breathe. She gives her belly a smack to dunk him under before continuing on home, munching on another chocolate bar.
14:57 GyroFeather squawks as the mare gives another loud belch, which rings in his ears. Then he rather desperately finds that he's completel under the liquid. Flailing and pushing around he searches for air only to end up gulping the bile around him. He moves frantically but there's nothing to breathe and no surface to break. Then he finally has to take a breath, sucking in bile instead of air and passing out. Gyro's body merely twitches now in its final throws as the stomach renders him from gryphon to poultry.
15:10 HungryDash lets out a tiny little burp to let out the last of the air. She finishes her chocolate long before she gets home, and in fact walks all the way there! Her belly's lumps gradually smooth out as the gryphon inside is melted down into a thick, nutritious soup in her belly, which is then passed on to her gut for thickening and protein extraction. By the second hour mark, she can feel pressure building in her gut, and occasionally lets out little frrts and poots as she walks along. Seems like feathers and beaks do [b]not[/b] agree with her... Another half-hour later, and she has to stop by a fast food place. The pressure at her backside is too much, so she ducks into their bathroom and takes a seat in one of the stalls, getting comfy on the seat as she begins unloading her hot, stinking logs of crap into the toilet. She shudders softly as shattered bones drop into the toilet amidst the crap, dotted also with pink and purple feathers, and blue hair, and she even has to flush a couple of different times just to get it all down! Finally, that thick skull of his meets her asshole, and after a moment of grunting, pushing, and a little moaning~ She manages to squeeze that out of her, too, the pressure squishing it into the top of the pile. She sighs in satisfaction and slides off of the toilet, turning the handle to flush down the shit. Of course that beaked skull won't go down, but that's not her concern anymore~
15:11 < Gyro> yay! Thanks much for the fun!
18:22 < HungryDash> Gonna put this up on your website~?
18:23 < Gyro> when I get to it, aye
18:23 < HungryDash> Nice~
22:36 < Gyro> pooor dashy!