Dont Nom the Plushies

13 July 2016

09:09 MikOgniokrwisty throws a generic gryphon plushie at Gyro Feather

10:18 GyroFeather looks at the plush Mik Ogniokrwisty through and then quickly eats it to assert his dominance.

10:18 MikOgniokrwisty stares in horror

10:21 < AllenAlSmith> Did It taste good?

10:22 < MikOgniokrwisty> I hope it did.

10:22 < MikOgniokrwisty> You monster.

10:23 < MikOgniokrwisty> I don't care how many people you've murdered, set on fire, or how many streets you crossed on the red light, eating my plushies is the thing that throws you over the moral event horizon

10:23 < KnyghtTyme> Your plushies don't fare too well in here.

10:23 < MikOgniokrwisty> I know. I think I'll start poisoning them from now on

10:24 < KnyghtTyme> He could be eating you instead..

10:24 < MikOgniokrwisty> You say that like it's a bad thing.

11:05 GyroFeather finally returns and nods at Allen. "Nah, wasnt all that tasty. A little gritty actually, but I had to show it what was up.

11:10 < MikOgniokrwisty> "You're pushing your luck, birb."

11:23 GyroFeather rolls his eyes and put a talon on the cats head. "What are you going to do about it, small fry?"

11:24 < MikOgniokrwisty> "You're part feline, right?"

12:31 < Lemon_Drop> Rip plush

12:46 < GyroFeather> Alright, finally down at my desk xP I can do more

12:47 GyroFeather looks down at Mik Ogniokrwisty and twists his claw against his scalp. "And what about it?"

12:47 < MikOgniokrwisty> "Kikoho." A runic circle appears under Gyro.

12:49 GyroFeather looks down at the strange circle around him and starts. The gryphon attempts to step outside of it.

12:50 < MikOgniokrwisty> Not fast enough. It glows, activating quickly and sending a waft of air, lifting Gyro up a few inches. "Kikoho." The kitty holds up a paw

12:57 GyroFeather flails in the air as he's lifted up and then flares his wings, trying to catch the wind in them and manoever himself out of the blast. "What are you doing little cat? Put me down."

12:58 < MikOgniokrwisty> It's a single waft, not a continous stream, so you should fall down with no problem, but only to eat a facefull of wind. Mik was hoping to get you rolling

12:59 < MikOgniokrwisty> (Like, rolling like a tumbleweed)

13:03 GyroFeather squawks as he falls down and then another blast catches him as he nears the ground. It hits his wings unevently though, and causes the bird to tumble through the air, making him barrel roll.

13:13 MikOgniokrwisty pounces the now rolled gryphon, attempting to engulf his head with his underslung jaw. The kitty's suprisingly stretchy for something that fluffy

13:17 GyroFeather squawks as he feels the cat stretching around his feathered head, smearing warm saliva across the soft down and matting them against his head. The hot smelly breath permeates around him as he flails to stop himself.  Finally coming to a rest he tries to push the orange cat off of his face.

13:19 MikOgniokrwisty grabs the sides of Gyro's head so he doesn't push the kitty off and tries to pull the gryphon deeper into the open, drooling law. The cat's barbed tongue combs through Gyro's feathers, making them wet

13:28 GyroFeather feels his beak begining to press against the soft entrance to the cat's throat as it pulses up ahead. He has a slightly fruity taste to his feathers, and a similar smell, on top of his natural ones, no doubt a result of the essential oils he rubs in while primping each morning. The gryphon's claws find the cat's hands and pushes at them, trying to free himself from the grip.

13:36 MikOgniokrwisty isn't very strong, so his hands come off with ease, but not before his throat opens up in fornt of the lil' gryphon's face, advancing and gripping it with its tight, squishy tissues. Mik smiles (not that you can tell, with his face being a perpetual catface =3) evilly, slowly working his way down Gyro's body.

13:50 GyroFeather grins when he pulls the paws off on him and then moves to then tug his head free when a swallow racks his head, pulling the sharp beak into the warm slimy walls of the throat and constricting tightly against him, holding him there. The gryphon's beak is held closed, muffling all words of protest. He sits back, raising the cat over him and then tries to pull him off with this now better position...minus the fact that the cat's weight was now assisting the swallowing.

13:54 MikOgniokrwisty wasn't all that heavy, so that strategy almost worked. Unfortunately Mik has 2 huge front teeth which were kinda sorta working as a latch, preventing the gryphon from actually pulling him off. still, Mik gets the bright idea to gab your shoulders and pull himself down even as your paws fail to get him off, and begins engulfing your shoulders as well. Darkness embraces you, cutting off the light, but replacing it with

13:54 < MikOgniokrwisty> sound - the constant rush of blood, pumped by Mik's beating heart.

14:05 GyroFeather grunts as the he feels more of his head press down through the tight tube at the far end of the cats mouth. hot drool drips down his body now from the present position, working its way and slicking up parts of him that hadnt even reached the hungry maw yet. The teeth grip into his body, making it difficult for him to lift the cat off of him.

14:05 < GyroFeather> He winces as the paws on his shoulders counteract his pull, drawing down to the wider part of his body. The heart and breathing resounds in his ears, only dorwoned out, occasionally, by the loud glcks as the cat swallows more of his form.

14:08 MikOgniokrwisty closes his eyes and keeps swallowing, now also purrring. It initially overwhelms Gyro's ears, but soon fades as the head gets pushed deeper down (or up) into the lil' feline. The cat's thin neck seemed to be stretchy enough to just expand under the gryphon's figure as though stretching was never a problem. With Mik being low enough now to place his forepwas back on the ground, the cat tries to leverage himself back

14:08 < MikOgniokrwisty> into the neutral position, though with the weight ratio this may have to wait until he's further down the line. The mucles inside had an easier time accomodating the gryphon even as they squeezed and pushed the gryphon inwards, all thanks to the purring.

14:15 < GyroFeather> (oh ya, sorry for slow, am at work so multi tasking ^^)

14:19 GyroFeather feels his forelegs starting to get pressed to his sides as the cat slips down over them. the teeth scrape over his back and his body makes an obscene bulge in the creature's neck. He can hear the purring and lets out a loud growl in return. Already his muzzle presses against the entrace to teh cat's small stomach, adn then through, blasting him with the horrendous smell of the kitty's insides.

14:19 < GyroFeather> The bitter bile fills his nose and makes the gryphon gag as he squirms inside the creature. Still Gyro doesnt let the cat get back down, instead leaving him hanging in the air as he fights beneath him.

14:21 < MikOgniokrwisty> (No worries mate, so am I)

14:23 MikOgniokrwisty is gonna win eventually, by the looks of it. He stops f*ing around and starts taking much larger chunks of the gryphon in, steamrolling over the figure like some sorta crappy movie monster. It wou;ldn'r be long before the whole gryphon gets engulffed and the kitty gets a belly that tripled its size. Mik lets out a satisfied sigh and relaxes, resting on the belly.

14:23 < MikOgniokrwisty> (Sorry for rushing it too, but I plan on sleeping soon)

14:34 GyroFeather can finally open his beak as he reaches the stomach and calls out, "Spit me up this instant! I'll cough up your dumb plush. Its just in my crop!" Regardless of his cries he feels himself continuining to slip inside. His head presses down below the bitter fluids and then back up as his body is forced to curl against the slick flesh int he sack. 

14:34 < GyroFeather> Then more of his body follows, squishing him into a painfully tight ball with very little room to move in the taut sack. Only his tail remains outside the cat's mouth, the tip twitching with the pretty feathers dotting the end. Soon taht disapears too, and the gryphon is sealed inside with caustic fluids surrounding him, and hardly any room to talk, let alone breathe.

14:39 MikOgniokrwisty doesn't care about the plushie anymore. It's now about you. You, and that feathered body of yours that might soon become a cat in its entirety. Mik keeps purrring, even as the stomach fluids begin to go way up, soon covering the gryphon whole. Mik burps, letting out the remaining air out of his stomach, and pretty much ensuring the gryphon's gonna go nowhere

14:50 GyroFeather fights as best as he can in the stomach, but it holds firm to his body, making it incredibly difficult for him to put up much of a struggle. He can feel the sloshimg movements coating him in the liquid which causes his fur and feathers to tingle as it coats over his body. The stomach attempts to squeeze and roll around him, but the gryphon is far too compact anyways to make any more round.

14:50 < GyroFeather> Or at least not until the acids in there do a good job of softening the bird up. As he hears the loud burp echoe around him the pour gryphon whimpers, simultaniously feeling the fluid in the stomach rise up over his head. The bitter bile leaks in through cracks in his beak, making him taste the fluids for the few short minutes before he's forced to take a breath of the junk. His body twitches a couple times as the poor bird finally passes out, nothing more than food for teh cat.

14:53 MikOgniokrwisty 's round belly rounds up even more, before slowly shrinking as his body takes the gryphon apart bit by bit. Even the bones eventually get either ground down mechanicly or split apart by constant sizzling of acid, borken down, and absorbed. In just a few hours, Gyro turned from a monstrous plushie eater to a bit of fluff, evenly distributed on his new home's body.

14:55 < MikOgniokrwisty> (Again, sorry for the rush. I'll be going now, hope my quality didn't drop too low)

14:55 < MikOgniokrwisty> (Night, ya burd~)