Dealing With a Pokemon Thief

19 July 2016

22:09 GyroFeather is tapping away on his phone, exploring the world of the pokemans through VR. He spots a legendary pokemon nearby on his screen and makes his way over to it, to snach it from whoever else's lure had attracted it.

22:09 < GyroFeather> :P

22:09 < GyroFeather> Ish Flanker trying to catch it, or use it to lure in meals I wonder :P if the scenario even appeals.

22:12 < Flanker> I'm assuming feral, as well?

22:13 < GyroFeather> ye

22:24 Flanker was also nearby. He was not the only one to see it, as well. She was just about to get it, one second from tapping the screen to catch it, though also keeping her eye out for whoever might also be in the area...

22:28 GyroFeather lets out a chirp of glee as he gets within range and taps it, entering the catching game. He tosses a pokeball at the creature and after a couple seconds it wiggles and goes cold. Sucess! "I just got a Lugia!" he exclaims with glee, hopping up and down in place and letting his tail flop around.

22:40 Flanker was literally in the tapping sequence of it until it disappeared off her screen. Her initial reaction was just confusion, until she heard the reaction from the side. Her eye twitched at those words, her talon locking her phone and putting it aside. Her struts her way towards him, only to curl her arm back and form a fist, launching it into the smaller trainer's cheek.

22:42 GyroFeather looks up just in time from his fone to see a large claw rushing over at him. He takes the talon to his cheek and is clocked hard. The gryphon stumbles back, off balance and then collapses to the ground with a pained squawk. His phone goes flying and lands several feet away from him. "H-hey....that was that for?"

22:46 Flanker did not give him any chance of getting up, her clutch of talons coming down onto his head and clamping around him. Lifting him into the air, slinking her talons between the space of his head and shoulders, glaring down at him. "That was going to be MINE, you son of a bitch. I'm gonna make you fucking pay for it."

22:50 GyroFeather lets out a loud squeal as he he feels the sharp claws digging into his feathered flesh and hangs limply in the air beneath her. He gives her a sheepish look and says, "Its supposed to be every trainer for thier own...maybe we're on the same team? Team mystic go?" He says timidly at the formel. "Please...you're hurting me..."

23:04 Flanker holds him tight. "Every trainer for her own, huh?" She stared down at him, then grinned at the corners of her beak, snickering. "Oh, I can get around that. I've got a special place you can hunt for Pokemon. Just watch for the acid." She spoke casually, but then that massive beak of hers opened wide, leaning foreward, casting its shadow over his head.

23:09 GyroFeather could smell her hot avian breath upon his beak, leaving the little gryphon making a face from teh foul scent. He squirms in her grip and brings a claw to his face o rub at the quicky forming bruise underneath his feathers. Gyro lets out a loud ylp as Flanker opens her beak, giving him a rather generous glimpse of the pink drippy insides and the thick dripping tongue that lined the bottom. "W-what? What do you mean?" He asks, shuddering and bringing his claws to hers to try and free himself.

23:26 < GyroFeather> (Flanker)

23:26 < Flanker> ( oop

23:33 Flanker 's insides, dripping wet with her saliva and dark with her shadow, she engulfed his head in one fell swoop. Easily overtaking him in size, her tongue pushed on him, sliding over his feathers and coating them in thick, stale smelling saliva, all while her talons kept themselves trained on his body. Not letting him move, barely letting him squirm. Her strength was impressive...Though, that could be left to her size. She glanced over at his phone, making a mental note of where to grab it after she was finised.

23:40 GyroFeather feels the hot wet goop slathered over his beak and then his head, matting down his feathers as the mess is worked into his feathers. The flesh squeezes around him while his soft fruity flavor works its way off his feathers. He gives a squeal and begins to squirm as bset as he can while wedged in her mouth. His beak presse against the entrance to her throat, with basicall all light cut off by his head. The Teircel's tail curls and flicks as he lets out a paniced cry for help.

23:42 < GyroFeather> (Flanker you maybe ought to want to switch to an autospliting client :P)

23:43 < Flanker> ( I don't have any alternative clients :>

23:43 < GyroFeather> (Oh on a phone?

23:45 < Flanker> ( No, just don't have any.

23:55 Flanker holds him tight. His squirms proved fruitless, regardless to how much he did so. Those talons only dug deeper the more he moved, squeezing down hard enough to get some air pushed out of him like a squeak toy. Her muscly throat clamped down around his head, only releasing briefly to allow more of him inside, the curved end of her beak raking against his back.

23:59 GyroFeather feels the powerful claws digging into his feathers and indenting his skin, threatening to pierce his skin and draw forth a well of blood. He gasps as the air is forced from his lungs and begins to cough and sputter, sucking up a bit of the nasty spit. He feels his beak press against the opening to her throat as he's pushed in a little deeper and feels the claw scrape along his back. His wings flare out, hoping to provide some difficulty as the flanker threatens to envelop him.

00:14 < GyroFeather> ( Flanker )

00:14 Flanker isnt phased. The wings were more or less annoying, but nothing to stop the advance. Tongue pushing on him once again in another powerful swallow, her flesh against his body made an awfully loud 'Glrk' sound, resisting the urge to gag on the feathers tickling her. Small, but he was putting a decent fight up, even if he would lose it in the end. Her throat was already advancing over his shoulders and down deeper.

00:17 GyroFeather flees the tongue arch up under his face and the muscular throat open up in front of him before it clenches down over top of his head and draws him inward. Another loud swallow echoes in his earholes as his shoulders are drawin into the throat. The pressure from teh beak folds his wings flat against his body desptie his best efforts and his claws find themselves pinned to his sides. The hot flesh squeezes tight around the poor gryphon, muffling him and cutting off any hope of protest.

00:19 Flanker would of enjoyed some form of muffled screaming or complaining. Always made her feel a little bit more smug about how easy it was...But, she was pretty content with eating him in the first place. That Pokemon was hers in the first place! She would not let it slip from her talons. Swallowing more inches of his body within her, her talons began to toy and mock him, squeezing his legs, pulling his tail, anything to get a reaction out of him

00:27 GyroFeather feels a coupl more gulps pull his head down into her rather smelly crop as his chest bulges out in her neck. He grphon lets out aloud cry of terror and flails in her grip as she plays wit his much weaker litle body. His tial feathes bring an especially loud reaction as she tugs on the pretty things. "Please...please dont eat me!" he cries out as he feels himself drawn furhter into the hot smelly chamber. "ANd let go of my tail! Oww!"

00:32 Flanker gulps further. Eventually, he would only have his legs dangling from her beak, tail still in her grasp. She tilted her head back and let gravity take him, but still held his tail as he would enter her stomach. Dangling him from being fully within her, taunting him...She licked over his legs and particularly his crotch, going for total humiliation, whilst enjoying herself for the fullest~. Meanwhile, her neck still bulged lewdly with his body.

00:36 GyroFeather gives a cry out as he feels her licking over his sheath, causing him to squirm as the tongu runs over his sensitive member and between his tailhole. His length fills out and extends inside of her beak, drawing a soft whine from th gryphon. He could feel the hole at the othe side of the chamber opening up before him, blasting him with teh foul bitter bile of her stomach. At least he wasnt glulped down quite yet, but it certainly wasnt looking promising as hie kicks his paws up in hte air.

00:49 Flanker was having her fun, in reality. He had little to no chance of making it out of this situation, unless the Gods themselves appeared to stop her. Of course, he was alone. Without help and without mercy. The gryphon who was devouring every single part of his body was his God now, and she had some rather delicious plans for him. Eventually, she got bored of taunting him, letting go of his tail and swallowing the rest of him down in one powerful gulp, rubbing her neck as the bulge slowly traveled downwards.

00:53 GyroFeather lets out a loud squawk as he feels the gryphon let go of his tail and send the rest of him down into her greedy gullet. GYro feels himself begining to curl up in that crop thought the added presure sends his head down thruogh the tunnel at the end, forcing him to begin to poke out into her stomach. The tiercel lets out a squeal of terror as he's drawn into the stinking sack where the air stings his lungs as he breathes. "N-no spit me out! pLease! I'll do anything! You can have my phone!"

01:04 Flanker felt her belly simply bulge out with his new presence within her fowl stomach, stale with air, although enough to keep him breathing for a considerable amount of time...Just what she wanted. Her stomach's acids were already riled from her dangling him above it, like dogs, hungry and biting to get the meal they desired. His splash into the pool made an awful sizzling sound emit, her stomach squeezing and moving around him as the walls oozed...Meanwhile, Flanker resisted the urge to belch. She wanted to enjoy this.

01:08 GyroFeather 's cries are silenced momentarily as more of his body is pushed int her greedy stomach, forcing his head underneath the acids. His leaky beak allows some of the stinging bile into his mouth, fouling up and burning his taste buds as the rest of the fluid works into his flesh beneath his feathers. More of his body is pressed in as the crop empties its load into the acidic sack, causing him to curl back up out of the juices, surfacing with a gasp. His entire body burns and itches, especially the more sensitive bits between his legs as he begins to flail inisde the chamber. He lets out a howl of pain and fear, adding to the steady heartbeat and eerie gurgling that filled the air.

01:09 < -> alia is now known as Alia

01:09 < -> Alia is now known as Owleyes

01:19 < GyroFeather> (She ought to swallow his phone so he can play pokemon as she suggested :P

01:20 Flanker made a pleasant noise as she felt him wriggle and struggle within her chambers. She sloshed him around as she walked towards the phone that had fallen away, picking it up and dusting off some dirt. Tapping through it, she casually transferred all of his belongings towards her username, listening to the gurgling her stomach produced in the background. As everything he worked to capture and work for was all handed over to her, she simply tossed the phone into the air and opened her beak. Swallowing it smoothly, the phone would soon hit him on the head, saliva covering it. "Team Rocket strikes again."

01:27 GyroFeather fights in her stomach as he feels the gryphon move around, causing his form to sway gently in her stomach beneath her legs. THe little gryphon already can feel his feathers working loose as the acids strip away at his flesh causing anoth eryelp of pain. "Please...you can take all my stuff...just let me go!" he begs, not realizing she is doing exaclty just that. ANother gulp echos around him as the phone plops into the stomach. He dives into it to retrieve it, hoping to call for help, but even as he gets ahold of 911 the acids have aleady destoyed the microphone. Dispatch says a couple things and hten hangs up, figuring it to be a butt dial. "N-no...please....Team rocket isnt this cruel..."

01:41 < GyroFeather> (Boop Flanker)

01:45 Flanker snickers, shaking her head. "Kinda sucks for you, doesn't it? Mhh, thank you for all this shit. Would of took me forever to get all this." She said, going through her inbox and pressing through all the accept buttons, watching her inventory grow larger and larger. Meanwhile, her acids burned through his feathers and sizzled at his skin, burning into it and seeping into any weak spots on his body. Joints, areas between legs and areas between legs and torso, his extremities, anywhere it could gnaw and digest quicker...A rather painful experience, as well. The phone was still opened to his Pokemon app in the background, showing a blank inventory with a whopping zero items within it, completely blanked out on his Pokemon and anything else she could steal. Greedy, murderous, and a bully. What a lovely gryphon!

01:56 GyroFeather cries out in pain as his sheat and rump burns painfully, begining to leak blood into the powerful gryphon's stomach. His skin was begining to slough off and he couldnt even call for help. The app flashes to the foreground once more as the gryphon's movements bring it to the front. That bitch stole everything he'd worked for too. All his legendary pokemon were gone and he had nothing. SOmehow in his painful overwhelmed mind this bothered him even more than the fact that he was burning up. He tosses it against the walls of the stomach and fights a little harder, or harder for him anyways, but the acids have weakened his motions. "ou bitch! You stole everything!"

02:21 Flanker laughed from outside, hearing that reaction, the phone making a wet slap against the digestive walls he was stuck within. The light it produced still showed the condition of his body and the pool surrounding him. The 'waters' were now a brownish red, mixed with blood and acid, sizzling as it tried to eliminate his fluids while extracting the necessary nutrients. His feathers floated around as they proved useless to stick to him any longer, skin and muscle alike sloshed together. He would not want to look at himself, but he more than likely would, and Flanker hoped for it. Her stomach was enjoying it, and so was she! The taste of blood on the back of her throat was invigorating.

02:34 GyroFeather could feel his eyes burning from the fluids that got rubbed into them, but for the momemt he could just barely see his form in the dim glow, a husk of what he used to be. Parts of him begin to no longer have any pain as the nerves die to the fluids. He lets out another howl of terror. "N-no! No you cant...spit me up...dont kill me..." he begs, though it was certaibly far to late by the shape of his body. His tail and his legs had been stripped down to just bone, leaving him unable to move them, Suddenly his world finally goes dark as the acids subsume his vision. The gryphon's entrails spill out into the acids. He certainly doesnt have long now as he struggles weakly in the pool of death.

04:14 Flanker snickers quietly as he finally ceases that pathetic wailing of his, even if it was muffled and mixed in with the sounds of his own body breaking apart. All that work he did…All of it, hers for the taking! And, not just that, but also a free lunch! Pretty good afternoon, Flanker thinks. She flopped onto her side, her belly jiggling underneath her until it hit the ground, breaking a few things within her stomach’s contents, bones from the sound of which. She licked over the edge of her beak, knowing that holding off her belching had paid off. A slow, demeaning death for that stupid loser. So worth the wait…Now, she was free to do as she pleased. Letting it loose within her, she felt the wet pressure start to build behind her tongue, within her throat, holding it down as whatever else decided to follow built up behind it. A moment passed and she felt ready, releasing it into the air. It was thunderous feathers from the prey spreading throughout the air and yards away from the force of her released gas, tastes of blood and raw meat coating her tongue.

04:16 Flanker rumbled with a chuckle after the air left her, feathers still wafting through the air casually as reminders to the very recently deceased, moving a clutch of talons down to squeeze and rub her triumphant belly. “Good going, Flanker. Caught some free shit and then caught dinner. Now, just where did his-“ She was caught off guard by a sudden push in her throat, something furry and discomforting pushing its way up. Almost forgot about this part, it seems! She struggled not to gag, but hacked up a ball of wet, partially digested bone, fur and feather, topped off with a beak, coughing up a few more feathers that got stuck on her tongue. She carefully picked them off and casted them off. “Jeez, digested as easily as any pony. Then again, was pretty small..” A shrug, but she rumbled, laying her head down and looking back to her belly. Still gurgling, whatever that is left of him seeping lower into her body for further processing. In the meantime, she thought to herself that she deserved a good nap. Closing her eyes, she fell asleep to the music of her own gut…

04:18 Flanker , Waking hours later, the sky was now becoming a deep orange. Sunset, it seemed she may of gotten a few more hours than she wished for. Drat, looks like she will be up all night…But, the gryphon had bigger problems. Her rear ached from within, sharp pains pushing her to her paws and talons with a groan, quickly moving to the nearest tree. Her baggage below was now just a little chub, decent for his size, though from the feel of it, he still would make quite the mess once she was done. Quickly positioning herself, she turned around and squatted just a little, holding her breath and forcing her muscles within her rear to push. She felt the waste slowly inch further and further until she felt a fat log of finely processed shit leave her body and splat against the grass, followed by more, each one cut off between grunts and stifled groans. The content was even. Barely any bone or leftover material from his body, just brown sludge with the occasional speck, creating quite the decent pile over the course of a few minutes. Impressive for his size, though she wondered just how healthy he must have been for her. Blah, like that matters! All he is now is gryphon shit. Forcing the last few disgusting slabs out, she wriggled with a shiver, taking a step forward and then turning around. Immediately, she cringed. Stuck right in there was his phone, dead and completely fried, coated in a thick layer of her stench ridden muck. Flanker busted out in laughter, finding it all too fitting for such a loser. She turned once again, calmly striding away with her phone out, opening her app once again and continuing her hunt. “See ya never, loser!”

04:19 < GyroFeather> That was wonderful

04:19 < GyroFeather> Thanks for the play Flanker, and now I must pass out.

04:20 < Flanker> Of course, sorry to keep you awake. Send me the full logs tomorrow, if you have them