Taking Refuge in the Wrong Cave

9 July 2016

18:04 GyroTech snugs back against the handsome Gryphon

18:05 Zephyrus_ rumbles louder and flicks his tail, nipping on him!

18:05 < Zephyrus_> D:

18:05 < Zephyrus_> tease

18:06 GyroTech squeaks at the nips to his ears and nuzzles into the birbs feathers

18:11 Zephyrus_ puffs his chest out, curling his claws into the ground

18:14 GyroTech drapes his tail over zephy's back. He nibbles gently on the feathers, pulling on them.

18:15 Zephyrus_ tenses at the sensation of the feathers being pulled at their roots, he draping his front leg over the other one, pulling him against his chest

18:18 GyroTech doesn't seem to be great at this though, and breaks a couple off in his mouth. He spits them out against zephyrus as he's pressed into the feathers.

18:19 Zephyrus_ winces from time to time as he felt the feathers pulled and crushed. He grunted and bit onto Gyro's ear a little more, chewing about on it.

18:22 GyroTech yelps as he feels the sharp point of the beak pierces his ear. The little unicorn tries to pull his head away from the beak. "Youch!"

18:23 Zephyrus_ let go right after, letting the unicorn rub his ear "That's how it feels when you pull a feather that isn't lose."

18:25 GyroTech brings his hoof to his ear to wipe off the trickle of blood coming from it. "W-well...i don't have wings... I don't know how to do this," he grumbles.

18:26 Zephyrus_ chuckles and licks his ear a little, clearing the trickle he started smearing on his fur away. "Just be careful. It like tugging hairs out, but fair bigger. I forgive you though~" He explained, rubbing against him.

18:31 GyroTech flicks his ear as he feels the warm tongue trickling across his fur, pulling off the warm ironing taste mixed with that of his fur. The unicorn grimaces and nods at the larger creature. "Alright... I'll try to do better this time..." he takes another mouthful of the feathers and tugs again,a little better this time.

18:36 Zephyrus_ shivers and flicks his tail slowly, tightening his grip a little more, claws digging further into the ground while he tensed around the stallion, his tongue slowly moving over the er of his, nibbling along the base.

18:41 GyroTech grunts as he feels the leg pressing him further against the Gryphons side, preventing him from wiggling too much. He tenses from the nibbling and slowly pulls his teeth over the feathers.

18:43 < GyroTech> ( http://candyhor.se/files/GyroTech/u66gFi.jpg http://candyhor.se/files/GyroTech/4tsXdS.jpg

18:44 < Zephyrus_> (*grinds on the gryph!*)

18:51 < GyroTech> (*coos gently *)

18:53 Zephyrus_ clicked his beak as he felt the teeth rubbing over his feathers. He scooted to the side, placing the unicorn's flank in his lap, rubbing and grinding lightly.

18:55 < GyroTech> (bah)

18:56 < GyroTech> (accidentally entered

18:56 < Zephyrus_> (x3)

18:58 GyroTech squeaks and blushes as he finds himself resting up against th Gryphons body. He can feel zephyrus's sheath rubbing over his rump. Gyro pulls up off the feathers and looks up at the larger creatures face with a bit of nervousness.

19:02 Zephyrus_ leaned in and gives his face a slow lick, giving another grind as the sheath swelled up lightly, the tip of his shaft poking out though most of it still hidden in the sheath

19:05 GyroTech makes a face as his snout us covered in drool, leaving a long slippery trail of drool and forcing him to breathe the fish breath. He grounds back a bit and flags his tail. "Just... Be gentle... You're a bit bigger..."

19:12 Zephyrus_ inhales and exhales as he gave another grind, not forcing his shaft against the pucker but rather in between the flanks

19:15 GyroTech wrinkles his nose as he gets another blast of the hot fishy breath. Hopefully if he was cooperative he wouldn't find himself adding to the breath of the power creature. The unicorn pushes back gently as feels the grinding, brushing against his heavy orbs. The Unicorns own sheath begins to swell from the attention back there.

19:26 < GyroTech> (Boop zephy!)

19:32 < Zephyrus_> (sorry. RL tugged at me)

19:32 < GyroTech> (oh no worries, I just figured you'd passed out :P)

19:33 Zephyrus_ rumbled as he felt the unicorn begin to add to his motions, sheath brushing over the fur and skin while his beak remained dangerously close to his head, threatening to snap him up without a second thought

19:38 GyroTech shifts his tail to the side as he slides back against the furred sheath. As the beak looks near his snout he begins to wonder if he might have done better braving the roaring storm outside instead of having taken refuge in the cave. Nervously the horse reaches a hoof back underneath his legs to fondle the orbs of the beast.

21:06 < GyroTech> Wanna continue the thing? :P

21:07 < Zephyrus_> If you can deal with me having to take a bit of time between posts. my lung is killing me

21:07 < GyroTech> That's fine ;P I may be slightly slow as well

21:18 Zephyrus_ shudders quite heavily at the hoof rubbing over his furred orbs, making his claws grip the stone floor, digging into the ridges while his shaft pulsed, pushing further out and in between his flanks. By now it would be far to late to get out. The gryphon would surely hunt him down if there was any funny business involved now.

21:25 GyroTech knows that it's too late to escape now, especially after he encountered the Gryphon. He rubs gently, yet fearfully over the Nethers of the Gryphon, trying to please his present companion. He can feel the powerful muscles ripple against his body as they flex against him. He squeaks as he feels the pointed flesh grazing against the sensitive flesh of his plot hole and shudders, letting out a soft moan.

21:54 < GyroTech> (boop)

21:56 Zephyrus_ rolled his hips lightly, rubbing the tip against his tailhole slowly, spreading some of the pre stuck it over the wrinkly flesh while his own tail came around, resting in the unicorn's lap. The rubs certainly made him more and more excited, the flesh soon enough stopping the growing, pulsing more and more.

21:57 < Zephyrus_> (sorry. my cough was getting to me)

21:57 < GyroTech> (no problem)

22:02 GyroTech gasps as he feels the up pushing into the soft flesh. He then feels the tail rubbing over his own swelling sheath and pushes his hips up against the soft tail. He gives a soft moan and rubs a little harder against the Gryphons balls and pushes back past it to the taint and soft flesh beyond.

22:17 Zephyrus_ tenses and grinds harder against the tailhole, moving a claw behind the rump of his, pushing down on his own length to angle it to push into his depths. His tail flicking up and down, rubbing the soft hairs against the growing shaft.

22:32 GyroTech takes in a sharp breath and freezes as the thick throbbing shaft begins to spread out our the tight pucker. The little unicorn grinds back gently as the teasing of zephy finally brings the little unicorn to his full mast. He can feel himself pulsing in time with that of the other creatures. Already he could feel quite a bit of pressure against his prostate.

22:54 < GyroTech> (beep)

22:55 Zephyrus_ proved to be gentle for now, gently pressing into Gyro's depths as slipping in up to the middle. His tail tuft would rub around the throbbing shaft, clicking his beak as his throbbing shaft penetrated deeper slowly, rubbing against his prostate soon enough. It was true. The gryphon did have a bigger stature and it would certainly take a lot of adjusting for the stallion not to have too much pain.

22:58 < Zephyrus_> (i forgot to hit enter .-. I hate being sick)

23:01 GyroTech groans as his tail hole spreads wide from the throbbing shaft which was much larger than anything he's taken before. He shifts around, trying to get comfortable. He feels the Knot pressing against his tail hole, and gives a little whimper. A little bit of pre beads from his tip into the tail. His ears twitch at the clicking beak occasionally giving him a dark glimpse of the passage beyond.

23:02 < GyroTech> (no worries

23:20 Zephyrus_ leans down, licking over his snout slowly as he began grinding into him slowly, shaft rubbing over the insides while his knot pressed and stretched the tailhole slowly in an attempt to slip in. The beak was right in front of him now, each grind pushing his chin against the roof of the insides while the tongue lapped over his nose, each tug pulling him away again. It was more of a tease than anything at the moment, the tugging and pressing away and towards the beak a reminder that the shaft was at work, not that he would need to be reminded given the sensation of the spreading being more than enough. The Gryphon's chest was vibrating in a deep rumble, tail curling around the length of his, slowly rubbing over it and clearing away the drop of pre with the hair, teasing the flare of his. The wings would come around slowly, cocooning him in closer to the gryphon's body, the heartbeat noticeable by the low thumping as well as the pulsing going through his body from the shaft pressing against his prostate harder with each attempt of Zephyrus to push his knot into him. His plumage was rather soft, almost like a pillow one could rest against, the soft downs surely tickling his neck and ears. It would've been quite the sight for an onlooker, the large form of the hybrid arched over another body, only the back hooves, head and neck visible while the beak was wide open, almost as if waiting for the right moment to scarf him down without a second thought.

23:36 GyroTech grimaces as the warm interior flesh of the beak slips down over his snout and gets another powerful breath. The tongue leaves clear slimy trails over his fur, matting it down as his snout presses into the soft flesh. The thrusts press him deeper as the Knot is denied entry to his tight plot hole. The unicorn keys out a little while and tries to pull himself free of the beak but only gets pushed a little deeper as his soft meaty flavor, braised with his fruited scented oils flavor his coat. "This... Is a little...*sputtter* wet of a kiss." He squirms against the gryphon as he feels the rumbling against his body as he's pressed tight, cast mostly into the darkness by the wings surrounding him. Gyro arches forward against the tail and brings his hoof to rub the tail against his shaft. The Knot slips a little deeper with each thrust, causing his hole to stretch painfully wide.

23:36 < GyroTech> (sorry if a little short... On my phone, trying my best >.<)

23:48 < GyroTech> (if you sent something I just crashed out a second ago)

00:05 < GyroTech> (if you've posted since 36 I haven't gotten it since fchat exploded

00:05 < Zephyrus_> (hope this comes through. this thing is being buggy for me)

00:05 < GyroTech> (if you've posted since 36 I haven't gotten it since fchat exploded

00:06 < Zephyrus_> (ah. so it's not just me)

00:06 < Zephyrus_> (constantly getting the info that i have to be logged in while i am)

00:07 < GyroTech> (ye, fchat died... It does this like every 3 days

00:08 < Zephyrus_> (also no worries about the post size. I thought i'd give you a little something to enjoy as a making up for being so slow. My throat is killing me like my lungs are.

00:25 Zephyrus_ shudders as he felt the tight tailhole stretching slowly, careful as to not put too much strain on the backend of the unicorn as to hurt him. He did ask him to be gentle and he would oblige. Growling lightly he kept his beak open, slowly accepting the snout deeper as it rubbed over the flesh inside, his boney structure scraping along the features of his. The male was slowly pressing the unicorn into himself, licking around his scalp, curling his tongue around the base of the horn with the pointed tip of it grazing along the ridges of it. He was working him up while he worked with him, trying his best to make the sensations he gave him somewhat acceptable and not too hurtful. It was much to ask to take in the knot though, the swelling bulge on the shaft pulsing with every heartbeat of the beast, pre smearing all over the insides. Zephyrus was going at it slowly, still letting Gyro adjust while the furred tail slowly rubbed up and down over the pulsing shaft, not letting him get of easy. He was playing with him, that much was obvious, and his ability to accommodate would be his escape. If he was not going to comply though... A hot breath left the throat of the larger one, blowing over him with the rank stink of fish, saliva matting his fur down more and more while the stench would surely make his eyes water. Ponies weren't know for eating fish, and with the scent being allowed to linger that long in the body of the winged creature, allowed to fester and intensify with the slimes of those wriggly, scaled swimmers it was obvious that it was much more worse on the inside than where he was right now. Gyro was able to see the throat twitch and convulse from time to time as he was pushed forwards as if calling for his snout to be pushed into it and his body to be dragged down. Though there was something that made the Gryphon a bit more hesitant about simply devouring the little treat... the horn... it was certainly something to consider. Being pointy and hard it wouldn't be wise to let it slip in without protection... and right now he wasn't sure how to deal with it. He had different things at hand though, pressing harder once more to try and get over the biggest part of the knot so it would slip in easier. He would need the Unicorn's help though, unable to press in if he was clenching up too much or not allowing himself to relax enough to make it less painful.

00:46 GyroTech let's out a long strained breath as he tries to relax himself, allowing the thick bulge to slip deeper onto his tail hole until it manages to press over the thickest part. The unicorn pants, open mouthed into the beak, mixing his own breath with the foul scent of what lays beyond the throat. His horn presses against the the front of the beak as his muzzle reaches the dark opening at the end of the beak. The pink flesh glistens with a healthy layer of saliva that drops from the ceiling, splattering onto him with each pulsing of the flesh. He watches it open as the tongue presses up and the throat opens, gulping down a bit of saliva as the throat ripples in front of him. The sight sends a shiver down his spine as it clenches around him before releasing, without dragging him deeper. Each thrust stains to push him deeper inside the beak, though never quite down the throat. The tongue curls around his neck and chin, slicking up his fur and leaving it matted down against his flesh and incredibly uncomfortable. And as the beak rubs the base of his horn, small sparks of magic trace over the body length, bringing a with them a shudder a pleasure and causing slight tingling where they meet zephy's beak. The Unicorns panting gets much harder as he feels the throbbing shaft inside of him, pushing up against his prostate. Gyro's top beads and pulses as the tail ribs into him, causing the pressure to build inside, left to the brink. He lets out a long moan and finally closes his eyes, relaxing and letting the Knot finally press all the way inside, though pulling it out may prove difficult.

00:57 Zephyrus_ gave a deep groan as he felt the unicorn relax as he pushed hard, forcing the knot in up to the middle, the rest being far easier as it allowed for the tight hole to close a little again, squeezing around the base of the other one, his tongue curling around more of the horn, the tingling certainly making him shudder all over, a pulse of the shaft grinding the pointed tip against the sensitive prostate of the equine. Zephyrus only moaned, more pre leaking eagerly as he now began to thrust steadily, rubbing his shaft over the insides more and more, the beak remaining in place mostly as his hunched over form pressed Gyro forth and harder into the soft throat, gripping harder on his muzzle, grinding the thick saliva into the fur before tugging him back by the knot once more. The Gryphon's arousal was more or less his safe line, the knot pulsing hard as it stretched his colon while the tapered length pulsed harder, the toned form of the larger beast beginning to tense steadily, moans escaping him continuously as he rubbed over the shaft harder. His sack was clenching soon enough, his taint rubbing hard over the hoof underneath it, the soft skin molding around it and rubbing some of the gryphon's scent into the fur. He was not close to done though, the pulsing only giving away how close he was himself and with that he began thrusting harder, grinding the pony back and forth again and against, his tail beginning to twitch while he grunted eagerly, wings ruffling and claws tensing. The stallion was in for it now, the gryphon just waiting for him to tense up more. He knew he was close by the body language and how much tighter things would get if he were to be the first to reach his peak.

01:16 GyroTech gets pressed forward to the Gryphons throat with each powerful thrust, forcing his muzzle down the throat, as you feel his face is being deep throated before a pressure at his rump slides him back out of the beak for just a second as the Knot pulls him back out. Saliva drips down onto his chest and into his mane as more spit is slathered over him. His horn tingles further, giving bright green sparks as the tongue twirls around the body member. Zephyrus moves the unicorn with each gyration of his hips instead of pulling the Knot free of his rump. The colon clenches and ripples over the thick shaft as each twitch gives him another rush of pleasure. Suddenly the stallion keys out a loud cry and his entire body shivers as he doubts thick gloves of cum out into the Gryphons tail. He tenses up, squeezing tight over the member as his colon ripples and squeezes on zephyrus's tip. As his body is ranked with pleasure, he falls limp beneath the Gryphon, becoming completely hidden be the beast massive form. His feathers rub the creatures scent into his form, claiming him as his own.

14:23 < GyroTech> Anyways, do you need the last couple posts?

14:41 Zephyrus_ gave a loud groan in unison with the stallion as the insides clenched and rippled all around the hard, pulsing shaft deep within him. The Gryphon's wings ruffled, feathers splaying wide while his tail clenched around the shaft as well, keeping a tight hold on the member as he released his load. The tingling from the horn only made the Gryphon more interested in it, tongue dancing over the little grooves and ridges, the tip of it in his beak as to catch the little sparks randomly being released from it. His shaft jerked all the same though, releasing the hot load of the male right against the prostate, filling his insides with the sticky mess steadily. The form of the Gryphon tensed more and more, a harsh thrust given as he stopped alltogether, simply purring and moaning in content as he slowly rode out his own orgasm. His beak's corners would continue to tweak and trees the horn, squeezing lightly as he attempted to rile the other one up still, even after he had reached his peak. The gryphon was a tease for sure, the knot not seeming to deflate one bit as more and more of the seed spilt into him. He pulled his hip back a little more, having the unicorn slip underneath him dully to hide him form sight, the shaft sheathe deep in the rump of the others, the knot not allowing for a drop to leak out of the stretched pucker.

14:55 GyroTech lets out another moan as he feels the gryphon shudder deep inside of him, rubbing his insides as the member pulses steadily. His rump feels even warmer now as hot thick cum spurts forth and fills out hs insides with each spurt. It pools and is rubbed on Zephyrus's shaft, but not one drop makes it outthanks to the knot. The knot can and does have enough force to move the poor little unicorn as it pulls at his tight pucker, unable to slip free till it finally softens up. He lets out anothe rmoan as he feels the pleasant pressure inside of him, moving him around, but he's far too spent to go for another round yet. THe little unicorn gasps and sparks harder as his horn is licked and nibbled on. each click of the beak over the bony spirals brings another shudder to the unicorn's body and causes more sparks to sputter from it, prolonging his wonderful afterglow he was in and leaving the limp creature without much though beyond the pleasure. He grunts as he's envoloped in the gryphon's body, feeling the weight of the creature much heavier than himself as it settles in.

15:13 Zephyrus_ allows himself to rest on the smaller frame of the Equine, only bringing more pressure to the form of his, letting him feel the thick juices fill him up while he tugged back a little, testing the state of his knot on the stallion's rump. Feeling it still as hard he relaxed a little, rumbling and continuing to slowly nip, bite and chew on the bone, teasing more sparks out which he accepted with a shudder or two. It was quite the sensation for someone who does not normally come into contact with magic. The tingling made him twitch and groan a little, his tail removing itself from the Equine's belly, rubbing some of his own seed into it while his wings lay limp on the ground next to him. His bodily fluids and the natural musk were rubbing into the fur of the stallion, making it obvious to others that this unicorn now belonged to him. Not that that was to be doubted now since he was knotted deep in his new plaything's depths. His beak would come around, opening wider before taking the muzzle back into it, throat pulsing idly. One thing was certain. As long as the knot was in place, the Unicorn was save from traveling down a warm, wet and squeeze passage.

15:26 GyroTech squirms beneatht he gryphon, trying to get comfortable as he's smushed into the hard rock of the cave floor by the beast heavy weight. The shifting tail beneath him ensure sthat the salty fluids rub allo ver his belly and chest, providing an additional seasoning for his eventualy trip. The cum in his gut puts a bit of uncomfortable pressure on him and causes his belly to bulge out from the gryphons volume. Still, despite the uncomfortable position, the unicorn was still in a pleasant dase. His sensitive shaft tingles and twitches within his sheath and the pleasant nomming on his horn left the uncorn moaning once again. The sparks grow larger and more intesne the longer Zephyrus teases at his little plaything, causing the bone to light up in an eerie green, the only light underneat the darkness of Zephy's body. His breathing begins to slow thoug as time goes on and he feels the tug at his rump. coming too once more, the unicorn begins to squirm and pull at it, tring to pop the twitching shaft free of his tight tail hole. His struggles pick up once the beak leaves his horn, only to then stop suddenly as he feels a warm squishy sensation against his muzzle from the soft flesh inside the beak. He squeaks and goes still, save for trying to pull his head from the dark fishy tunnel. "W-what are you doing?" He asks with a little bit of fear in his voice.

16:00 < GyroTech> (Everything alright?)

16:11 < Zephyrus_> (And I suddenly passed out

16:12 < GyroTech> (xP I suppoes it is latish there.

21:42 Zephyrus_ rumbles above the smaller unicorn, the acceptance of it all certainly quite pleasing for the larger Gryphon. He remained in place as the shifting began, his tongue curling around the muzzle and angling it towards the open throat while another slow grind of the slowly softening shaft would press him back against the soft, wrinkled opening. The fishy breath lingered heavily in the beak, washing over the other's face as he gave another thrust, pushing him into the opening before tugging him back lightly. His tail flicked from side to side now, the knot certainly feeling more malleable now as it began to soften and deflate again. Seems like the life line of the Unicorn was slowly deminishing. Gyro had more and more saliva drip over his head, neck and soon enough shoulders, preparing him for the trip he was soon to take while the gryphon ground him further forwards, letting him feel the warmth and the eager grip of the throat muscles pulling at him, urging him to come inside and take shelter in the heated depths of the Gryph.

21:53 GyroTech squeaks as he hears the loud rumbling of the large gryphon vibrating his very body and casting more of the fishy breath into his muzzle. He tries to pull his muzzle away from the tongue as it curls around him and pulls him towards the open beak. "N-no...I'm not food. Its just for the night," he whimpers as he's pulled down into the beak. Another thrust pushes him back deeper til he reaches the thraot once more, squishing into hte soft flesh of the throat beyond. Heavy globs of saliva cling ot his face as he's even pushed passed the initial curve with another thrust until the gentle tugging pulls him back. The unicorn clenches his cheeks together, eager to hold tight to that knot in his rump for as long as he can as he slips free from the beak once more. The next thrust pushed him such that his shoulders enter into the hot beak and get coated by the heavy drool as another gulp pulls hard at his form. He could feel himself begining to slip on that knot and clenches harder still, caught in a losing tug of war battle between pulsating throat and the weakening shaft. The little unicorn brings his hooves up to push at Zephyrus's neck, trying to keep him from disapearing down that dark gullet.

22:22 < GyroTech> (Boop zephy!)

22:23 < Zephyrus_> (blob Gyro! :3)

22:23 < Zephyrus_> (I am writing up still x3

22:23 < GyroTech> (I'm not a blob yet! That will come later! And alirghty :P)

22:42 < GyroTech> (are you still writing? I'm getting intimidated :P)

22:46 Zephyrus_ growled contently as he felt the insides of the stallion clenching and trying to keep a hold on the softening shaft, the sensation keeping him hooked on the Gryphon's crotch still. Zephyrus would rumble louder, giving another thrust as the hooves pushed at his neck, overtaking the shoulders as he craned his neck down to envelop him further. Once the shoulders were pressed into the pulsating throat he was sure that the resisting hooves were no watch for the strength he had to offer. Growling lightly he tensed his beak around him, pressing the tips gently into back and his belly before gulping yet again, the strain on the knot getting more and more apparent as it began to slip back out slowly. Zephyrus moaned deeply at the feeling of the tight entrance slowly pulling back over his shaft as he moved his head forwards, tugging the unicorn with it. He was eager now, even more so than before the little romp, to feel the unicorn to settle in his gut. He probably should've chosen a better spot to sit the storm out... at least he wouldn't only get cold inside of the Gryph. Flaring his wings he began beating them ever so slightly from time to time, tail moving from side to side with each and every gulp he made around the blue form of his. His fur was surely matted down by now, even up to his midriff, the beak opening once more to have the pointed tongue travel over the trim middle, lapping away at the taste he had to offer, making him salivate all the more as the thick globs stuck to his body. The bulge of the Unicorn's head was traveling up the Throat of his predator, the insides pulsing and twitching all around him as he was tugged ever so slowly into the welcoming depths of the Gryphon. Welcoming in the sense of gladly accepting the meal he was about to become. The heartbeat of the larger body was soon enough drumming in the ears of his, the breathing halting with every gulp, the rush of air stopping around Gyro before once more letting him hear it. Zephyrus had gotten him this far, and he surely wouldn't let him go now. He was his, and nobody could stop him from claiming his meal.

22:46 < Zephyrus_> (Sorry about that, Gyro. Had to get my medicine.)

22:47 < GyroTech> (No worries also :O I'm nost sure I cna match that post >.<

22:48 < Zephyrus_> (don't worry~ as said. I am just trying to be a little more para focused to compensate for the waiting times~ *pat pat* if it's too much just tell me and i'll tone it down x3)

22:49 < GyroTech> (As long as you dont get upset me not meeting things basically >.<)

22:51 < Zephyrus_> (All fine~)+

23:15 GyroTech knew that that knot wasnt going to hold for very long now as it slowly softened inside his rump, getting less and less pressure with each passing second. He feels the gryphon craning further back on him, sliding over his shoulders and clicking the beak against his soft belly and back. His hooves loose their purcase under the new pressure, instead slipping back to fold near against his sides. He could feel the hot breath wafting over his form as the otngue explores hte new unmoistened area of his body, providing with it a fresh new fruity taste where the oils hadnt been fully licked off yet as he adds a fresh coating of hot sticky drool. Gyro was begining to get used to the smell of the gryphon's foul breath finally, though he still couldnt get over the slightly bitter flavor as he gets a mouthful of drool with each pulse of the throat. The unicorn gives a loud squeal as he feels the tips digging into hs belly and back, threatening to pierce his skin. The grip holds true as Zephyrus pulls backwards putting an increased pressure on his rump as the knot tries to slip free. Finally with a pop the knot slips free of his rump, denying him the last refuge from the hot gullet that pulses over his head, forcing his fur flat against his body. The unicorn is thrown into a blind panic now, squirming his body and trying to scrabble his legs on the ground to pull out of the heavy gryphon since he's no longer focused on keeping the knot inside. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didnt mean to enter your cave. I was doing everything you wanted too...If you let me go, you can have me again in the morning," he begs . Headless of his calls, he feels that the beak opens up around him, allowing him to slip deeper once more. The heavy gllks echo in his ears, sounding louder than both the rapid heartbeat of the bird and the heavy breathing. He could feel the beak traveling down towards his nethers, with the sensitive bits now sitting out infront of the beak, still sensitive from the time before and feeling the hot breath on it now. The little pony closes his eyes, trying not to imagine his ultimate fate as the htick globs stick to more of his form. Nearing now, he could hear the gurgles of the stomach beyond, but at least he'd have refuge in the crop first...probably.

23:50 Zephyrus_ remained hunched over the smaller form at first, the wings shuddering and ruffling as he leaned back, giving a slow gulp, tugging the stallion down further. His head would push free into the more cavernous opening that was the crop, the gurgling getting louder the deeper he went. The Gryphon shuddered and groaned, his front bulging steadily and the tongue darting over more of the stallion's body as he leaned his head back, the gravity shifting from being pulled upwards into being tugged down at an accelerated rate. The content purring of the Gryph easily giving away just how much he cared for the offer of the morning romp. His crop would steadily expand around the form of the equine as it spilt into it, the pit filled with a thick slime, oozing all around him while the stench of fish was even heavier in there. The body of the hybrid gladly accepted him, his head jerking forth to take down the legs faster, another gulp sending him down the hatch, his voyage down into his depths speeding up quite noticeably. The claw resting against his neck added to the pressure of the undulating tube, rubbing more globs into him while he felt his crop filling more and more, puffing out his crest.

00:31 GyroTech feels the pressure let off slightly from his head as he enters into the spacious crop of the gryphon, or at least more spacious than that of the throat. He hears the chamber echoing and squelching as the crop moves and churns and soon gets a facefull of the saliva pooling at the bottom of the chamber. Gyro could feel himself pressing further into the chamber as the gryphon arches his head up underneath him, drawing him out from underneath the gryphon's belly and pointed more skywards. his legs kick in the air as the gryphon reaches the unicorn's cum stained fur and takes in the sheath, which thanks to the unicorn's trained recovery period, and the gentle machinations of the tongue, was begining to coax the stallion out once more, betraying himself. The purring rumbles his entire body and fills his ears in response to his offer, causing the little unicorn to whimper as hie's pressed in faster. He squeaks as the tongue curls up between his cheeks and runs over his tailhole, which now dripped with zephyr's own seed. THe unidorn feels himself being fored to curl up into the crop as more of his body flows into the tight chamber. His legs twitch futily in the air as the beak clicks over the hooves, and then with one final gulp he falls down into the tight crop. The massaging throat muscles squeezes his shaft and coaxes the unicorn into a full mast, especially as Zephyr slows his movement by pressing into the bulge his hips made. As The unicorn spills fully out into the crop he cries out, and then gets gagged as his own throbbing shaft finds its way into his muzzle, curled up like a little ball.

22:04 < Zephyrus> 00:31 * GyroTech feels the pressure let off slightly from his head as he enters into the spacious crop of the gryphon, or at least more spacious than that of the throat. He hears the chamber echoing and squelching as the crop moves and churns and soon gets a facefull of the saliva pooling at the bottom of the chamber. Gyro could feel himself pressing further into the chamber as the gryphon arches his head up underneath

22:04 < Zephyrus> him, drawing him out from underneath the gryphon's belly and pointed more skywards. his legs kick in the air as the gryphon reaches the unicorn's cum stained fur and takes in the sheath, which thanks to the unicorn's trained recovery period, and the gentle machinations of the tongue, was begining to coax the stallion out once more, betraying himself. The purring rumbles his entire body and fills his ears in response to

22:04 < Zephyrus> his offer, causing the little unicorn to whimper as hie's pressed in faster. He squeaks as the tongue curls up between his cheeks and runs over his tailhole, which now dripped with zephyr's own seed. THe unidorn feels himself being fored to curl up into the crop as more of his body flows into the tight chamber. His legs twitch futily in the air as the beak clicks over the hooves, and then with one final gulp he falls down

22:04 < Zephyrus> into the tight crop. The massaging throat muscles squeezes his shaft and coaxes the unicorn into a full mast, especially as Zephyr slows his movement by pressing into the bulge his hips made. As The unicorn spills fully out into the crop he cries out, and then gets gagged as his own throbbing shaft finds its way into his muzzle, curled up like a little ball.

22:04 < Zephyrus> o3o

22:04 < Zephyrus> the last one we had, ya dumdum

22:04 < GyroTech> Oh right!

22:04 < Zephyrus> :3

22:17 Zephyrus exhales deeply once he felt the Unicorn fully settle in his crop, his crest puffed out, feathers a bit ruffled, making him shake his head abruptly, straightening most back out. He sat back down, his shaft growing more flaccid, hanging from his sheath. He remained seated, chuckling and patting the bulge the Equine made on him. He scratched through the feathers on him slowly, talons tracing the outline some while the

22:17 < Zephyrus> drool and slime filled sac molded around his body nicely, making him take up most of the room. The tensing muscles kept on twisting him lightly, forcing him to curl more or leaving him to stretch a little more. Enjoying the feeling for now he got up, slowly turning and wandering back to his heap of grass, dropping down onto it, splaying out on his side, talon slowly scratching trough the fur on his crotch, talon wrapping

22:17 < Zephyrus> around his softening length, stroking it slowly as he concentrated one the two feelings most pleasurable at the moment. The squirming bulge of Gyro's and his own talon working his length.

23:02 < GyroTech> Alright, sorry for taking so long, was multi tasking and trying to get you all setup ^^ I'll post now.

23:03 < Zephyrus> Let's concentrate on one thing xD

23:03 < GyroTech> Well which one would you like? :P

23:04 < Zephyrus> this one :P

23:04 < GyroTech> good by me :P

23:05 < Zephyrus> good bye~

23:05 < GyroTech> not yet!

23:06 < Zephyrus> also you lewd thing are using a little bird to clean up!

23:07 < GyroTech> hey that lewd bird got the gryphon off at a bar! without being asked to do so

23:13 GyroTech grunts he feels the gryphon tightening his chest around him, forcing his head down further around his shaft. The unicorn tries to make words of protest, but instead finds that his tongue tickles across the mottled shaft bringing a shudder to his body, one powerful enought hat the gryphon could feel it. Gyro could feelt he talongs tracing around his form putting pressure on him, just like the muscles around him which tense and release, causing his shaft to slide in and out of his mouth. The little pony swings about as Zephyr gets up and moves, before he's settled down, feeling a bit of the gryphons weight onto his form. The air inside the chamber is hot and foul and the oppressive heat makes the unicorn begin to sweat, adding his own saltyness to tight space. He could feel himself nearing his peak once more, forced to suck on his own length, and drawing forth hot beads of sweet pre.

23:13 < GyroTech> (Hmm you know whats really hot to me? Eating when you've got prey inside :P)

23:13 < GyroTech> (espeically if Zephy has anything goopy~)

23:42 Zephyrus enjoyed the shudders he felt from inside of him, his beak clicking repeatedly. He looked back at a small pile of food items he had gathered for several occasions. He took a fish seeming rather fresh still from it, leaning back and opening his beak wide, dropping it in before swallowing it down in one gulp. With the scaled creature taking a trip down into the body of his he rummaged through the pile, searching fro

23:42 < Zephyrus> sweets more than anything. By the time he had found berries and fruit the Unicorn would have the the fish dropped atop of him, joining him in the crop for now, only adding to the stench inside of it. The muscles around him kept on churning, squeezing and relaxing, rubbing him all over while the gryphon began gorging on his supplies, mushing up berries and biting through fruit, savoring the taste before sending the mush

23:42 < Zephyrus> down his throat to be splattered over the unicorn eventually, adding to the mess he was in since he sort of blocked the way to the stomach.

23:51 GyroTech feels the gryphon shift around as he moves to the supplies. Every movement causes the little unicorn to bob up and down on his own shaft, keeping himself erect and ensuring that the pony is well gagged. He tries to speak, only to cause his tongue to roll over his mottled tip and shaft, and leaving his hot breath wafting over it. He could feelt he pressure building once more when suddenly something incredibly smelly flops donw into the chamber. The pony thought it had smelled bad before, but now it just wreaked of fish, and soon he would too as the crop walls ensure that the slime is worked all over his coat. The fish comes to rest right up againt his face with ono where else to travel and it seemed to not want to fall off. And then comes the sweet fruity berries, which at least help to lessen the smell as they come in. However, the muscles of the crop grind the fruity flesh into his fur, making everything feel gritty as the seeds brush up against his skin, leaving little raw streaks. His complaints finally get loud enough that his captor would even be able to hear them, and yet they're entirely incomprehensible. His struggling picks up as hte chamber grows somehow even more uncomfortable with the new occumpants, which slide down to fill much of the unoccupied space. Finally, the unicorn does manage to reach his own peak, and spurts his hot sticky seed down his throat, forcing him to gulp around that, milking his own shaft.

00:29 Zephyrus murred at the shifting inside of his crop, his wings ruffling as he finished off another claw full of berries, the last set just landing on the stallion. He did have a role for the Gryphon at the moment, helping him crush and churn the fruit as he did not have any teeth to do so himself, making it easier for him to digest them eventually. The gunk would eventually collect at the bottom of the crop, being drained

00:29 < Zephyrus> little belittle by the opening and closing muscled ring down there, giving of a few burbled groans from time to time. Zephyrus simply gave a pat to his crest in response to the complaints, not hearing more than a few muffled whines from in there. His hearing was good, but the padding on his body made it easy to keep most sounds where they belonged. With the twitching stallion inside he simply murred and rumbled, gulping a

00:29 < Zephyrus> bit of fresher air down for the stallion to take a better breath, now having added to the scents in the crop just the same with his musk.

00:37 GyroTech 's breathing picks up as he unloads into his mouth, though much of the seed splatters back out and dribbles over his form, adding the musky masculine scent to teh already unpleasant concouphany of scents surrounding him. His movements, combined with the rolling muscles of the crop help tho squish and grind the berries into his fur and mush them for the journey ahead. As the bottom of the crop begins to open some, the puttrid scent of acide wafts up over the stallion's nose, making him gag and cough, and cutting short his afterglow. As his shaft finally begins to soften for the moment, the unicorn finds his mouth cleared from the natural gag. The air Zephyrus brought up before he exchanged it with fresh air certainly had the scent of stallion musk on it, gifing the gryphon an idea of what had just trasnpired. Now free to talk, without biting himself, the little ucicorn calls out, "Spit me up! I'll do anything you want...I just dont want to be gryphon food. I'm not suitable for that," he calls out, squirming as best as he can against the powerful muscles of the crop. The ends of his tail was mixed in rather well wih the mush and began to press on to the chamber beyond.

01:20 < Zephyrus> (And RL is starting up

01:21 < GyroTech> (no problem it's my bed time. Was gonna give one last post, but if you're busy

01:23 < GyroTech> (feel free to drop a post whenever you get to it and I'll respond next time you're around ~

19:50 Zephyrus did not seem to mind that the mush got dragged down soon enough, with it the end of his tail into the churning depths below. Upon hearing him cry out he simply rumbled, adjusting in his spot and giving his crop a little pat, clicking his beak. You seem to enjoy yourself in there~ You are perfect as Gryphon food~" He teased right on back, the kneading walls of the crop pressing in on him, keeping him in place while his acids and enzymes worked on the berries below, sending more of the gastric air into the crop which the Gryphon eventually burped up. It would take longer to work through those hairs and with the rocks sitting at the pit of his stomach it would take some time kneading through his form as well. He did not have any teeth so he needed something else to crush his food for him that his muscles did not manage to crush themselves. With the ground up berries in his fur, mixed with the saliva and the mukus from within the crop he was only getting more slippy. Zephyrus did not seem to care one bit now, simply purring and closing his eyes, seeming content.

19:50 < GyroTech> (Sleepy gryph pass out on me? :P)

19:51 < Zephyrus> all around you!)

19:51 < GyroTech> ( :P )

19:52 < GyroTech> (Rocks sitting at the pit of his stomach?)

19:52 < GyroTech> (Oh wait got it)

19:55 < Zephyrus> (gizzards :P)

19:56 < GyroTech> (Ye indeed.)

19:56 < GyroTech> (Usually I imagine gryphons with raptor gizzards and not songbird ones, but no matter :P

19:57 < Zephyrus> (Raptor gizzards?)

20:04 GyroTech feels a steady pulling on his rump as his tail is drawn deeper to its full extent into the pwoerful stomach of the bird. It takes him a second to realize exactly what is happening, but when he does, he lets out a loud squeak. The pony pushes out against the patting as he feels the walls shift around him with teh gryphon's shifting weight. He ears the words echoing in his ears, deep and gutteral and all around him. "N-no! No I"m not gryphon food...Please! I'll get you more food than my weight. I'm not enjoying myself in here...." He pleads,s squirming in the hot chamber as the walls roll around him. The stallion coughs hard as a blast of the foul aire rises up into the hot chamber of the crop, burring his nostrils with the awful scent. The sweet berries and other food with it rendered the gas even worse, giving i a sickly sweet quality, bringing the pony to the point of wretching. He could hear a strange grinding noise below, as rocks are pounded and crushed together, one chamber beyond the forestomach to the creature's gizzard, though gyro knew not what that would be. His fur is rather resistant to the assault, instead just getting coated with mush. As more and more of the chamber slowly empties into the stomach, the pony is rapidly becoming the only thing left in there.

20:04 < GyroTech> (So raptors, birds of prey, dont have rocks. Their gizzards are less developed and are just for filtering/forming the pellet :P

20:08 < Zephyrus> (oooooh. well I only even imagined it with the beak = no teeth. no teeth = unprocessed food. Raptors did have teeth)

20:09 < GyroTech> (Oh I dont mean dinosaurs! Raptor is a catch all term forbirds of prey. Eagles, hawks, osprey, falcons etc)

20:10 < Zephyrus> (Oh... I did not know that... Well... one could ignore the stones then :P)

20:10 < GyroTech> (Stones are fine! :P)

20:10 < GyroTech> (Its your bird :B)

20:24 Zephyrus adjusted his own weight once more, raising his head as his crop empties more and more, the tiercel stretching his neck out, giving a couple of gulps around the stallion, the crop pressing down from atop, slowly pressing him further down. It was more of a tease than anything to draw as much motion out of him as possible. Getting out was no option by then, the sphincter to the stomach gripping and widening to accept the offered stallion soon enough. The squeezing sensation started around his tail nub, moving up over his rump slowly, grinding more of the mush and fluids into it as the Gryphon's crest slowly grew smaller, the stallion advancing to the next state. He was not listening to the words of the stallion, simply churring all around him. What the smaller Equine didn't seem to understand was the fact that the Gryphon did not want anything other than him right then and there. A good heap of equine flesh, already deep in his gut and awaiting it's eventual digestion. With another hard swallow he increased the pressure above the stallion, pressing I'm in up to his haunches, plugging the sphincter to stop the gastric air from escaping and making his breath taste sour. Purring he closed his eyes, keeping the pressure up while the kneading crop slowly tightened more and more, pressing in on him more and more.

20:39 GyroTech yelps as he feels the sphincter leading to the gryphon's stomach opening up below him even further as the walls of the crop squeeze on his form. Fear begins to rather overwhelm the poor little stallion as his rump resses down down into the powerful sack beside him. His bulging form slwoly disapears from teh chest as he's emptied into the churning stomach which creeps along. He could tell the gryphon was playing with him, taking it ever so slowly to draw him in. Still the little unicorn doesnt care and kicks out with his hind and forelegs, pushing out against the powerful msucles that threatened to overwhelm him. The poor lettle pony begs even more now, even as his inital cries go unanswered, hoping for some means of escape to open up. All he'd wanted was a dry place to stay to wait out the storm and be safe, and now it seemed that he wasnt getting either of them. He could feelt he fluids inside the gryphon's stomach gettign worked into his rump now, as his flanks begin to slip down, pinning his hindlegs to his side. The poewrful fluid feels thick and strainge and even as the seads seem to have been rather ground down by this point. Gyro gives a squeal as he feels the acids stinging at his tailhole, already finding that sensitive bit of flesh. Finally it seems his horn has recovered enough from the stimulation previously that he can, at least, cast a small light spell, enveloping the pink chamber in a sickly green glow, illuminationg the couple straggling berries and his disgustingly mussed up coat, dotted with all sorts of different colors from the fruit. With the thickest part of the pony now tucked away, it wouldnt be too difficult to finish the rest of him off.

15:31 Zephyrus squished his crop harder, gulping once more as he adjusted his stance a little more, head raising up high. The crop squished strong and unrelenting at the wstallion, the sphincter squeezing tighter at him now that his hinds were pressed at his sides, the muscles pushed him down easily enough, the flanks of his rubbed hard into the pit of the stomach. The stench was only getting stronger, the tingling all around on the less worked on flesh, the tailhole of his easily the most sensitive next to his sheath. Zephyrus simply lay on his side, inspecting his swelling stomach as his chest shrank steadily with the little stallion being pushed further. The sickly green glow did reveal the wrinkled walls closing in on him, his midriff soon enough pressed into the stomach chamber, the sphincter tugging on him by now while his stomach churned and rubbed in on him, massaging the acids and enzymes into his fur and skin. The pleading once more went unanswered, the Gryphon purring loudly instead as his empty stomach was filled with more and more of the stalluin, his fores pressed to his head as he is lead further down.

15:41 GyroTech feels he pressure let off his hind legs as his barrel presses deep enough through the eager hole that they pull free. This, however, doesnt bring the stallion any bit of comfort as he feels himself kicking inside the thick fluids that filled the stomach. The liquid was hot aall around him, and his flesh began to tingle and itch the longer it remained in contact with the chyme. He could feel little bits of berries and other fruit, sludgy and gritty, massaged into his coat by the powerful muscles of the stomach, scratching up his flesh a tad. Soon his form is all but gone from teh crop as the contractions push down on his pathetic little form, forcing him deeper.  His hind hooves press down past the proventriculous into the poweful musclular sack beyond where a bunch of stones and grit are squeezed around, grinding them painfully into his sensitive hooves. Then with a final squeeze he's cast into darkness once more for a brief second as his horn is pressed into the slippery flesh before the rest of him falls into the stomach. In here he has far less room than he'd had in teh crop as the glistening pink walls hug tight around him and squeeze on his form. There's a small pocket of air where his head is, but he's routinely plunged underneath the acid by the churning of the muscles. He comes to the surface sputtering and tasting the sickly sweet bile taht burns at his tongue. He cant even see through the dark sludge with his horn as the bits of fruit, lick a thick shake, obscure and reflect all teh light. 

15:42 Zephyrus churred and growled a little, eyes closed and rubbing his now swollen gut. The walls pushed and ground into him, churning loudly and rubbing the acids into him slowly. The tiercel licked his chops, laying down on his back, paw resting on his fattened gut, scratching his belly a little. Flicking his tail about slowly, wings ruffling against the ground as he began to doze of slowly. The struggling made Zephyrus purr louder, the bile washing over him repeatedly, spreading the tingling sensation all over his form. The rocks squeezed and squished against his legs and hooves, rubbed in to soften him a little more. It certainly would take far longer wit the living unicorn being worked on though the acidic concoction all around him slowly began to get into affect, tingling and beginning to get rid of his fur. The wrinkled walls churred and tensed, squishing into Gyro before loosening up again, giving him more breathing room, the bile soon enough beginning to rise again, washing over his head, flooding his nostrils, ears and mouth again.

15:45 < GyroTech> (I should ask, how do you like your digestion n stuff :P

15:46 < Zephyrus> (depends on your pref!)

15:49 < GyroTech> (Cause I can do the full range from passing out, to a little bit of mild stuff to some rather hard stuff :P)

15:49 < GyroTech> (in that case we'll probably get to some damage but not all the way before he's gone ^^

15:59 GyroTech fights against the walls of the stomach, but each squeezing churn of the walls causes the bitter acids to press up over his head and pressing the htick sludgy juices into the more sensitive holes of his. The unicorn could feel an uncomfortable burning in his nares and ears and inside his mouth as it does its damage to him. As he returns to the surface he blows his nose hard, carrying with it the thick gritty mixture of gunk that had rushed up inside. His ears were ringing and hollow as they were flooded, magnifying every gurgle and beat of the heart. Down below he could hear the menacing noises of the rocks grinding against each other and his hoof, already hard at work pulverizing the hard structures of his hoof. He claws to the surface when he plunges, eager not to get himself sucked down into the gizzard beyond. His flesh tingles and burns as the acids act against his skin, slowly causing his blue fur to flow loose into the chamber and float around, and his eyes begin to cloud from the action, casing him in darkness despite his horn. His plothole aches as does his sheath, as those senitive tissues are the weakest to resist. Gyro lets out a howl, cursing the gryphon who dozed around him and begging to be let free.

11:54 Zephyrus had already began to doze, deaf to the curses and cries from within, his stomach churning slowly around him, turning him in the muscled sack, rubbing more acids and gunk into his raw skin. The fur was clogging here and there, collecting into clumps while the acids were sloshed about by his trashing. The heartbeat slowed, as did the breathing around him, the Gryphon surely asleep by then. Gyro on the other hand would not be spared any of the stomach's stages, the rocks eagerly ground into him more and more, the wrinkled walls eager to work him deeper and turn him into more nutrition for the large tiercel. The hybrid was lazing on his side, leaving the randomly appearing bulges of his clawing hooves and his muzzle to stretch the skin and shift the fur, a leg lazily draped over it and pressing inwards. Even in the dozing state he was in, a low purr still escaped his throat, all around relaxed around the unicorn, even if Gyro never got to feel anything but the constantly clenching muscles working on turning him into a new source of nutrition and fat.

12:08 GyroTech feels the gryphon shift as he doeses, reorienting where the surface of the stomach was. As the stomach clenches around him and forces him itno an even more compact ball about half his body presses down pasat the loose ring into the sphincter. The unicorn lets out a howl of pain as his body is blugeoned by the rocks, cracking his bones in multiple places in his legs and rump, and leaving painful briises. The stone have been in there long enough that they've been rendered smooth so nothing tears the flesh, but it does alloy the sotmach to compact even fruther around him. His flesh is read and raw now as all his fur has fianlly come loose, exposing his raw flesh to the powrful acids which burn all acorss his body. His cries of pain and terror overwhelm any noise he'd hear from the purring, and the constant action of the stomach made the rumble imperceptable.

12:17 Zephyrus churred simply, laying on his back soon after it, wings flared on the ground. The stomach kept on grinding into him, with him half tucked into the gizzard he was not going to be able to fight back anymore, the insides tugging him deeper more and more, pressing him deep and submerging him soon enough, not letting him get up unless he found a way to escape the gizzard. He would at least get spared from even more pain that was to come if he was to succumb to his fate now. If he decided to fight though... he was going to go through even more of a hell. The acids kept on working on the raw flesh, mane and tail hair pulled away all the same, clogging with the fur of his and building clods that floated in the acids. The smooth stones kept on grinding hard into the poor Unicron's body, unable to break skin though going hard at what they were meant to go... crush whatever entered the stomach.

12:24 GyroTech can already feel the intense pain of his flesh begining to sear off now as the acids do manage to break through the skin, exposing the horse's toned muscles. He takes one final gasp of air as the liquids close over hsi head with more and more of him fed into the painful gizzard. His bones furhter shatter and crack and as his ribs break, thw air is forced from his lungs. The little stallion is in a world of pain right now, and finally he's forced to take a breath. The hot bitter bile enters his mouth and flows up his lungs, giving him a couple seconds of burning pain as he thrashes, before finally the hunk of food goes still safe for the occasional twitching msucle that doesnt realize its host has passed on.

12:29 < Zephyrus> (so... how detailed do you want it? Or... just gloss over it?)

12:31 < GyroFeather> Uhhh however detailed you feel like being. Dont want to make you uncomfortable, but detailed pellets and the like are a big unf for me. The actual digestion I dont care much about past this point.

12:31 < GyroFeather> But if you like it, then go for it. Its just neutral

12:31 < Zephyrus> (I meant the digestion :P I would more or less gloss over that.)

12:32 < GyroFeather> Yes thats fine :P As I said, thats not that big a thing for me :P

12:43 < Zephyrus> but you are fine with normal disposal, right?

12:44 < GyroFeather> Normal disposal is <3<3

12:44 < GyroFeather> And Normal + Pellets is amazing~~

12:57 Zephyrus did not notice all the pain the stallion went through as he lived is final moments in the gut of the gryph, his stomach working overtime to turn what had just recently passed into an unrecognizable mess of flesh, bone and fur. Already far past unrecognizable the former body was only further worked on as the Gryphon slept off his recent meal. The storm on the outside was passing by slowly as the night went on, giving a refreshing feel to the hot air on the outside as well as a cool breeze now and then which the sleeping Gryphon eagerly accepted. It would be long until the entire mass was worked through... though as morning came, the bulge of the unicorn had more or less vanished as the first rays of light hit the caramel fur on the Gryphon's underside. He was fast asleep though, gizzard collecting what had not passed on during the draining of the thicker sludge that once made the unicorn what he was and slowly condensed into a more compact ball. With the Ligh hitting the Gryphon's face soon enough he began rolling over, yawning and stretching. He gave a light purr, liking his beak before beginning his morning routine of preening his feathers, getting rid of loose ones and getting out into the light. With two more prominent needs approaching he moved away from his den, not wanting to have such things close to where he was living. Taking a rather long walk he eventually found a place suitable enough for his primary need, digging a bit of a hole in the ground before turning around, raising his tail high and sitting back on his own haunches. He relaxed his tailhole, his insides clenching around the new form he had given to the equine, the brownish texture slowly pushing free as the gryphon hung his head a little. With the turd pushing free it was easily noticeable that he had a rather big meal as speckled along the length of it one could clearly spot the white of bleached bones or at least fragments. All of them that had passed were broken into small fragments and some even turned to dust more or less, making it hard to determine what had been on the gryphons diet before meeting it's demise inside of him. Zephyrus took his time, his muscles clenching and pushing forth inch after inch of unusable mass of the stallion, a few grunts being heard from him as he filled the hole out well. Giving a few last hard pushes he cut of the string of brownish white mush, hairs sticking in it in spots, coiling away from the mass itself. Smirking lightly he nodded to himself, giving a bit of a chuckle as he stood next to the hole, raising his hind up and revealing the tip of his shaft as he relaxed once more, aiming a golden stream right at the pile, further adding to the degradation of the former body. Nodding once more he stretched himself out, leaving the pile to fester slowly there, taking flight to return to his cave. In the meantime his gizzard was rounding up it's own work and, by the time he reached his den, pushed up the clump of fur, bone and teeth into the crop. Giving a few hecks he begun heaving, crop contracting and pushing up the clump, making him spit out a blueish and pinkish white pellet, a horn sticking quite obviously from it, fur and long mane strands curled around the bleached skull of the stallion and a collection of other bones, worked into a fine ball. A smoothed out rock was heard clinking inside of the skull, sitting where his brain had sat before. The gryphon picked it up and observed it a little, turning the multicolored mess of shattered bones, a skull and fur a few times before smirking wider. He turned around and moved further to the back of his cave, placing it among a collection of pellets back there, all more or less from bigger mammals, some even from fellow Gryphons as beaks protruded from them.

12:57 < Zephyrus> text wall. hope it's to your liking~ ;3

12:57 < GyroTech> I'm sure it will be!~~

13:00 < GyroTech> Ooooh now that was pretty fucking hot :D

13:01 < GyroFeather> Oooh Yes that was damn good! I very much liked it

13:01 < Zephyrus> x3. silleh horse~

13:02 < GyroFeather> Silleh gryphon pudge and droppings you mean :P

13:02 < Zephyrus> pudge!? All muscle!

13:02 < GyroFeather> uh huh. Presses a claw to his belly, jiggles the fat.