A Gem Inspection

20 July 2016

22:57 GyroFeather strolls in front of zephyx with a bag full of gems.

22:58 Zephyx sneaks up on the Gryph before trying to lift him off of his gems!

23:00 GyroFeather feels a pressure against his saddle bags before he turns to look at the theif. "What do you think you're doing?"

23:01 Zephyx blinks at Gyro, tilting his head and moving his paws behind his back, ears perked high "Hrm? Zephyx done nothing."

23:06 GyroFeather gives him a skeptical look as he sees the claw retracted. "Show me both of your paws...and give me back whatever it was you stole."

23:08 Zephyx blinks a little, snorting though pulling his paws forth from his back, revealing two empty paws to the Gryphon, sticking his tongue out a little "Zephyx done nothing. So tell you."

23:10 GyroFeather narrows his eyes at the little dog and then grabs his paws in his claws. The gryphon, holding them in place, walks around to Zephx's side to peak behind him. The bag was now in reach of the dog's snout as well.

23:13 Zephyx is pulled down somewhat, his snout burying in the bag as he gave a few silent gulps, bulges upon bulges of gems being forced down his throat and into his gut. He had nothing behind his back, all that was there was the feminine musk of the hound.

23:19 GyroFeather frowns as he doesnt see any of the gems behind dogs back and then turns to look at the dog once more. "Alright...fine...I guess maybe you didnt take anything..." He aquieses, letting go of his paws.

23:21 Zephyx gives a nod, snorting and crossing his paws with a grumble "Zephyx tell you. Zephyx no steal. Is genuine digger for gems." He explained, curling his digits into the ground some.

23:23 GyroFeather snorts at the assertion and looks at them skeptically. "Right...and I'm sure if I'd waited a couple seconds before looking, despite your paw being in my bag, I'd still have ahd just as many gems there?"

23:26 Zephyx nods once, chuckling a little "Zephyx gem cutter. Zephyx looking for impure gems. Gems worth less and need very good cut." He explains, nodding twice as his tail swayed slowly behind him.

23:30 GyroFeather shrugs at her and then hefts his bags off of him. "Fine, you can look through these and figure out which ones you can cut better, but I want half of the cut gems then, and I get first pick."

23:34 Zephyx smirked a little, his tail wagging slowly, looking at the bags and burying his paws in them, picking up several to hold them against the light, looking through them, sorting out those with a too rough cut and impurities, piling them on one pile and the already cut or good gems he piled on another pile.

23:38 GyroFeather didnt know much about gems. He just knew that he'd through circumstances, ended up with this rather large haul of assorted ones and needed to unload them anyways. "So...I take it that's a yes?"

23:40 Zephyx chuckles a little, sticking his tongue out "If Zephyx find rare ones... Zephyx want keep." He responded, looking back at him, his short claws pushed out as he gently scraped along one of the gems, slowly shaving away layer after layer of the gem until he reached the layer with the impurity, leaving the gem spot free after.

23:44 GyroFeather watches with disinterest as he works. He really hoped the creature didnt decide to try to overpower him. He might be too small to fight back. Gyro slowly feeds the pure gems that had been sorted out back into his bag. "Well I said I get the first pick."

23:46 Zephyx frowns a little, dropping the gem he had just finished, rolling his eyes and looking at the Gryphon. "Zephyx want rare gems. Zephyx not cutting more unless agreed on." He explained, flicking his tail slowly. "Zephyx great at cutting gems. better than rest."

23:50 GyroFeather pockets the finished gem and then moves to scoop up his pile, willing to test Zephyx's resolve. "Oh, well if half isnt good enough for you, I guess I can just take these and leave," he says scooping them up.

23:51 Zephyx growls a little, reaching into his bag again to take out the finished gem, stuffing that into his vest pocket. "Zephyx agree to half. Not agree to good gems taken, bad gems left for Zephyx. Zephyx demand good gems too. Rare gem for Zephyx."

23:54 GyroFeather : (I gotta head to bed sadly zephx)

23:54 Zephyx : (sleep well~)

23:54 GyroFeather : (Nini you rascally diamond dog)

18:36 GyroFeather growls at the dog as he stuffs the finished gem away in his vest pocket. "Fine...then how about we go abck and forth, I pick 10 and then you pick 10 until all the gems you cut are sorted. I did the hard work of finding them all afterall."

18:38 Zephyx snorts a little "Zephyx work not hard? You try cut gem." He responds, throwing an uncut one right in front of him. He picked up another one, dragging his claw over it, clearing away a little layer.

18:39 GyroFeather rolls his eyes at the little dog and takes a seat. "Fine you work hard enough I guess..but its still apparently not as much time as searching all these out. So...are we going back to your place or are you going to do all your work right here? I could use a snack."

18:43 GyroFeather : (Well perhaps not that little)

18:45 Zephyx grunts though picks up the gems he had, turning and beginning to walk towards the distance, turning to look at Gyri as he waited for the bird to follow. "You no steal gems then you allowed in. If you steal gems, Zephyx will punish."

18:47 GyroFeather follows along with his own glistening bags swaying upon his back. He whistles a little tune and then nodes at zephyx. "I'm sure a grungy little dog like you wont have anything worth stealing anyways." He says, rolling his eyes.

18:51 Zephyx huffs and turns his head up before walking towards a light mound of dirt, looking around before pushing a few rocks to the side before diving into the hole he revealed, crawling down and leaving Gyro to decide if he wanted to follow along into the dark depths there.

18:52 GyroFeather grumbles to himself as he looks down the hole. "I'm gonna take any cleaning bills for my feathers out of your cut..." The brid hesitates a little bit more and then pushes down through the hole, feeling the dirt clinging to his feathers as they disturb the dust as he travels in deeper.

18:56 Zephyx snorts and moves a little lower until he dropped into the main chamber, the light from inside twinkling in uncountable colors of tons and tons of gems lining the walls, piling up and even shielding flames to give light and create the mix of colors.

18:59 GyroFeather finally plops down into the lower chamber as well and then blinks at the rainbow of twinkling colors. "Hmmm this is not bad...I suppose. NOw where is your pantry? This bird needs to eat after all you put him through." The gryphon demands, as if he was a king.

19:03 Zephyx frowns, snorting a little at Gyro's demands, crossing his paws before pointing to a room further back. "Zephyx has not put bird trough anything. Bird no allowance for demands."

19:05 GyroFeather shucks his pair of bags down onto the ground, letting them clink as they hit the dirt. "Yes you have...that tunnel was absolutly dreadful..." He grumbles and then makes his way over ot the pantry. He opens up the door and examines what the dog had in its larders.

19:07 Zephyx grunts a little and rolls his eyes at the treatment of the gems in the bag. The pantry was full of bread, meat, fish and cheese. It was well filled and rather clean as the dog kept his food in there after all.

19:09 GyroFeather hmms at the state of the pantry and grins as he looks at the load. He helps himself to the best fish and meat that he could find in there, gulping them down till his crop began to bulge from the meal. He leaves a bit of a mess on the counter and then returns back to the main room, excpecting to find the dog hard at work. "Hmm you had some good treats in there I must say~"

19:11 Zephyx had been hard at work in the time the bird was in the pantry. Having worked dirt into the walls to tighten the hole more. Sitting back and beginning on scraping some of the gems he looked back, frowning and perking his ears "Treats? What did bird eat? And how much?"

19:15 GyroFeather shrugs at the little dog. "I dont know...a full bag of jerky with some colorful fur and a couple of those smoked marlin steaks," he offers with a smile. "How's the work on this coming?" He asks. There certainly were quite a few nice gems in his bag, enough to tempt even the strongest willed creature to want them all.

19:16 GyroFeather : (If he decides to leash his client or something like that :D <3)

19:23 Zephyx looks Gyro over, squinting more as he placed a few smaller, less perfect gems on a pile, the other pile of bigger, more clear gems sitting in his lap. "Zephyx not allowed bird to eat that much. Zephyx working hard. Needs time." He responded, ears somewhat pinned back. The bag was emptying steadily though.

19:26 GyroFeather stands tall in front of the dog, though even still he was overshadowed by his form when he stood straight up. "Good good, you better get all those gems done. Otherwise I might need more fish to placate my belly!" He says, ignoring the protests. He shuffles a little cloaser, watching the gems pile up as the dog slowly turns them into much more sparkling jewels.

19:38 Zephyx had a good pile in his lap, stopping after about 50 gems, rubbing his claws and leaning back "Zephyx no slave. Zephyx also no giving more food. Bird had enough just now." He responded, a low growl coming from him. His claws rested in between his legs, buried in the gems.

19:40 GyroFeather rolls his eyes at the dog and then examins the pile of gems, swiping one out and examining it closely. "If I thought of you as a slave...then I wouldnt be letting you have half of the ones you decided to work on now would I?" He asks with a grin on hsi beak. "Maybe I'll even tip you for the food if I'm happy with your work."

19:52 Zephyx snorted as he picked the gem out of the pile of his lap, reaching up and taking it from his claws, placing it back in the pile as he snorted, pointing at the smaller pile of gems "Zephyx claim these. Bird can take other pile." He spoke, his paws working slowly on something glistening around his leg, removing it.

19:54 GyroFeather narrows his eyes at the diamond dog and then steps forward, plucking a couple gems out of the other's pile. "I said 10 - 10 back and forth, with me picking first and you agreed," he growls. He tosses 10 into his pack and noarrows his eyes, as if daring the dog to object.

20:07 GyroFeather : (booooop~~)

20:11 Zephyx looked at Gyro, his ears perking before looking at the bag, stopping his movement with his paws. He observed him, the pile being slipped further out of reach as the hound sat on the pile "Zephyrus work. Zephyrus keep." He growled, waiting for the bird to get more of the gems.

20:14 GyroFeather narrows his eyes at teh dog. "Exactly, you get to keep half...apportioned my turn your turn. Now pick you 10 gems...before I start picking my next set of ten." He says with a growl to his voice.

20:15 GyroFeather : (hmmmm! I want an excuse for the bird to end up eating gems... :P Maybe Zephy can rip the sack in a scuffle? :P)

20:21 Zephyx snorts and huffs loudly once again, pushing his claws into the pile of gems, working the digits a few times before picking up a few gems afterwards. Reaching for the bag of his he tugged on it. There were quite a few in there too that he hadn't worked on yet.

20:25 GyroFeather squawks as he sees the dog reaching for his bag. Gyro grabs it back and tugs, trying to pull it from the dogs grip. "What do you think you're doing? Those gems are mine!" He says. Soon his own claws end up ripping through the bag and causing the ones that the bird had picked out to scatter across teh floor. The tiercel quickly gathers them up into a pile and the looks at them...trying to figure out what to do. "You just broke my bag, you fool."

20:28 Zephyx snorted and tugged once more, spilling the unworked gems to the ground "Zephyx wanted unworked gems, frightened bird! Bird broke bag themselves!" He growled, standing up with his tail flicking twice, the barbed end showing easily. "Zephyx no blame for bag!"

20:32 GyroFeather lets out an irriated growl and then glances back down at his pile of worked gems once more...Finally he opens his beak, grimacing, and then gulps them down one at a time. The rocks make an impression upon his neck as he swallows before they disapear down to his crop. The bird winces and then turns back at Zephyx. "you're more trouble than your worth. I should have just taken my gems home." The bird picks another 10 gems up out of the finished pile, gulping them down in quick sucession. "Just hurry up then."

20:45 GyroFeather : (boop)

20:59 GyroFeather : (i'm gussing you passed out)

09:04 Zephyx snorts and rolls his eyes, picking out some of the unworked gems and begins cutting them slowly, looking at him more than at the gem to make sure he did not take any of his gems. He was working fair and square for them so he should gt them as well. Finishing one he dropped it down onto another pile, the small shards of gem collecting in a pile in front of him. "Bird is weird... eating worked gems..."

09:06 GyroFeather gives a growl at the diamond dog and narrows his eyes. "Well, if you hadn't burst my bag then maybe I'd have some way to carry what is rightfully mine in a more safe manner," he grunts. At least the dog's masterful cutting removed the sharper edges, making it not as uncomfortable as it might be otherwise. He gives a grunt and then waits for the dog to finish up the rest of the pile.

09:09 Zephyx snorts as he drops another gem onto the worked pile "Zephyx already explained. Zephyx not broke back. Bird did. Zephyx only wanted more unworked gems." He explains, growling himself as he reached for another one of the gems, beginning his cutting.

09:11 GyroFeather groans loudly at him and then paces back and forth in front of the dog, keeping an eye on him the entire time. The fact that the bird didnt trust zephyx was certainly contained in his stare, but he let the rest go on without much fuss, just eager to get out and get home.

09:14 Zephyx grumbled and finished another few gems, dropping them. What the bird didn't seem to realize was the fact that with the gems he had in his bag before in his form it was making him wider and wider, certainly getting harder and harder to get out of the hole of the den. It wasn't too long till the pile was finished, sitting there and glistening.

09:18 GyroFeather glances down at the pile and then nods at Zephyx. He takes a seat and picks out another 10 gems to keep. It seemed that the bird was picking them more by what he considered pretty rather than any metric of actual value, given that those were all over the place. "Remember, 10 and 10 as we sort through the pile, as we've agreed. "

09:20 Zephyx grunts but nods, beginning to pick out another ten, more on the rarity factor of gems than the prettiness. Piling them up beside him he worked after the bird, as they had agreed to do."

09:21 GyroFeather 's crop grows larger and larger with each set of 10 gems. He feels it begining to strain as they near the end, fleshing out almost comically in front of him, but he was determined to get all that he's owed. He gives a little groan and narrows his eyes at the dog. "Bah...I wish you'd have not broken that..."

09:29 Zephyx shrugs a little at the comment, snickering at the sight he got from the bulging bird in front of him "Is not Zephyx fault. Again. Bird tugged on bag as Zephyx wanted more gems to cut. Zephyx no fault in that." He responded, picking up the last of the gems, piling them up and bringing them to one of the larger piles.

09:32 GyroFeather waits for the diamond dog to disappear, carrying off his pile, before he grabs a gem that the dog had laying out, and gulps that down too. That ought to pay for the bag that the grubby little creature destroyed. He then begins to make his way towards the hole he'd come down, chest bulging all the while.

09:42 Zephyx 's den's entrance was still as thin as it was before, the bulge in his chest surely keeping him from actually getting out of the den as easily as he thought. The cool draft from outside washing over him. The hound was not all too far away though, his eyes set on the creature that just stole one of his gems.

09:46 GyroFeather was pretty sure that Zephyx wouldnt miss that one gem, and besides it was well deserved to the bird. He pushes up into the entrance of the den, finding that the dirt squeezes tight around his bulging form. He slowly wiggles himself back and forth, making a little bit of progress in getting up the tight tube, but his journey is rather slow going.

10:01 GyroFeather : (hmmm if you posted it might have been when I dropped)

10:06 Zephyx smirked as he spotted the bird seeming somewhat stuck, wriggling slowly to make progress. He began slowly sneaking up to the sticking out backside, making sure to not step about too loudly as he approached the tail end. He avoided stepping on it, making a step tot he right before eventually reaching the haunches of his. He waited for them to be outstretched before he did anything.

10:10 GyroFeather certainly couldnt hear the little diamond dog over the scrabbling of his body against the dirt. Soon he shifts further in, kicking out with his hind legs as far as they can and shimmying up forward into the hole His tail flicks back and forth as he slowly makes his way up the dark hole in the dirt.

10:26 Zephyx saw him stretch his hinds out fully and smirked, flicking his tail left to right slowly as he crouched down, scooting underneath those hinds, is maw wide open as he overtook the paws of his, eyes closed as his tongue slowly moved over those pawpaws, giving a gulp around them

10:28 GyroFeather feels something hot and slimy upon his paw pads as the tongue runs over the soft feet, coating them in drool. Gyro doesnt really know ehat's going on as the throat constricts against him, drawing the feet together, but he was sure he didnt like it. The bird gives a soft squawk and powers on harder, drawing more of his bod up onto the hole and dragging the dog;s head partially inside the tunnel.

10:43 Zephyx gives a harder gulp, tugging himself up against the ankles as his head slipped after the bird, another swallow pulling him a little deeper into he waiting throat. He grumbled lightly, eyes closed and tongue dancing over his legs as with another gulp he was tugged back a little. The dog placed his hinds against the walls near the hole, creating an anchor.

10:50 GyroFeather squawks as he feels the next gulp drawing him backwards into the slimy embrace, pullling him partially from the tunnel that he'd managed to work himself into. His fur has a faint fruity taste behind that of the dirt that coated his form. "Let go of me! We had are deal fair and square. I let you have half of the gems," he shouts out, suddenly realizing it had to be Zephyx pulling upon him.

10:54 Zephyx smirked and dug his teeth into he legs some to get a better grip on him, making sure he wouldn't get away from the slimy grasp he had on him. The long tongue picked up the scent of his, making him rumble in contempt as he drew another few inches down his hot throat. He used his head to pull back on the Gryph, pushing his legs out to draw him further down the hole and to make it easier for himself tops up on him. It wasn't the gems he didn't get but the single gem he stole off of him that drove him to actually do it.

11:06 GyroFeather grunts as he feels the sharp teeth digging into his legs and then gets some feeling of what's going on back there. Those were teeth...and that was a tongue. The bird lets out a bit of a squeal and kicks with his hind legs against the squisy muscles of the throat as he's steadily dragged backwards. "Wait...I'll give you a couple more gems. Just let me go. Dont eat me," he grumbles, squirming to pull himself free of the greedy dog.

18:47 Zephyx snorts loudly as he felt the efforts of the bird pick up once again, only giving a harder tug as his legs dug into the walls of his den, stretching his hinds out and tugging him back down further, the fruity taste certainly quite nice to the hound. He gave a hard gulp, pulling him in up to his calves, throat bulging and clenching on the thick legs. The hound was certainly not seeming to let up on the gryphon now, tongue lapping and matting down the fur.

18:51 GyroFeather claws his sharp talons into the earth, pulling out chunks of dirt with them as he scrapes along the tunnel, trying to claw himself out of the grip of the slippery throat. Each gulp pulls him a bit deeper in, causing his legs to create small distensions in the throat as he wiggles back and forth. Despite his plees it seemed like he was likely not getting free of that throat any time soon. His words devolve into frightened squawks and squeals with each gulp.

19:28 GyroFeather : (boop~)

19:32 Zephyx shivered and shuddered all the more as he gulped down another few inches of his legs, the consumption slowed with the claws digging into the ground like that. His own digits get digging into the ground, still working as good as an anker as he could as he tugged back, tugging the gryphon yet another few inches down, his throat pulsing hard around him

19:32 Zephyx : (sorry, caught yet another house ovo)

19:38 GyroFeather : (eww mice!)

19:38 GyroFeather : (You need a cat!)

19:40 Zephyx : (We had three by now. These decided to get into our house through other means. My dog is being weird though.)

19:41 Zephyx : (and I can barely see anything -v- my eyes are creating black spots and my head is hurting hard

19:41 GyroFeather feels his toned blue rump sinking down into the hot mouth of the other creature, putting his balls against the tongue and his tailhole just in reach. The sharp teeth glaze over his flesh as he's dragged backwards. The full crop scrapes up against the wall as he flails, whimpering. "H-hey! I tell you what, you can have all my gems...just let me go...I'm not dog food..."

18:53 Zephyx did not seem to care as to what the gryphon said, rather giving another hard gulp around the toned rump entering his maw, pulling the feet further down as they were pressed against one another, the tail of his sinking in deeper as well. Zephyx was rather pleased though with the feeling of the rather filling body of the gryphon steadily sinking deeper. His flat tongue was pressed up against that sack though not for too long as he bit down once again, pressing his paws hard against the wall before straightening his legs out once more, pulling Gyro down further before opening up once more to take in a few more inches, having the rump sink into his throat, the rippling walls tugging at him while his feet surely felt the chamber of a stomach soon enough

19:00 Gyro Feather hears a gentle grinding as his full crop shifts against the walls causing the gems inside to rub together. The next gulp makes him feel the uncomfortable tighness of his hind paws pressing up against the entrance to the stomach before pressing through the ring as his hips now make up a large bulge in the creature's throat. He claws at the dirt, leaving little brown trails where his fingers slip backwards towards the diamond dog. He could begin to see light creeping in around his form as the majority of him is worked free of the hole. Every gulp sends a slick uncomfortable wave around the lower half, a rolling squeeze of hot pressure that drags him deeper. "W-wait...surely I've got something i can offer you!"

19:08 Zephyx gave another gulp as he began to feel the drag of Gyro growing less and less as he was tugged further out of the hole. It wouldn't be much work to get his upper body free now though he decided to savor the feeling of the gryphon in his stretched out throat, his thick tongue rolling along the trimmed lower belly, throat rippling and quitting in on his rump, squeezing him all around while the stomach left him with enough room to move his paws. All the gryphon could offer now, however, was a good meal since Zephyx was sure to get the gems... eventually. He'd just have to wait for the bird to make a long trip he surely won't get to enjoy.

19:10 < Gyro Feather> (Something something pooping rainbows :P

19:11 < Zephyx> (And skulls, and feather)

19:12 < Gyro Feather> (~~)

19:13 Gyro Feather howls out in fear, calling for help as he realizes that the diamond dog had absolutly no intention of bargaining with him or letting him go anywhere but down that foul disgusting chamber.

19:13 < Gyro Feather> )Bah!

19:16 Gyro Feather 's feet kick around inside the tight sack, coming to hit against the slick walls and causing little bulges to appear on the edge of his stomach. His tail lashes about as it too enters the stomach, soon getting coated in the thin layer of jucices inside. He begins to chuckle as the tongue assaults his belly, triggering his ticklishness and leaving him flailing, which has the unfortunate side effect of bringing his claws up off of the walls to enable him to be pulled free with ease in that moment. "C-cut that out!" he calls through his frantic laughter as his thick fruity flavor coates the creature's tongue.

19:27 < Zephyx> (one sec)

19:40 < Zephyx> (alright. back)

19:46 Zephyx felt the paws kick about in his gut, having his taught skin shift wildly about with the way he was moving. He moved his paws down there though, murring loudly while he began to blush softly, feeling the movements deep within his belly made him shudder all over, groping at the bulges with his paws while the hound's scent slowly rose in the air... It wasn't quite the male stink one would come to expect but the scent of a female in heat. He gulped once more, tugging him another inch down to feel the paws press harder against his walls. The trashing tail made him quiver as well, it felt strange to have something that fluffy and feathery rub about in the wrinkled chamber

19:57 Gyro Feather 's fluffy feathered tail soon found itself quite limp as the liquids saturate its form, leaving the hwole thing a drooping mess. His hips begin to spill out into the stomach now, adding to the tight bulges that the gryphon's legs make as his feathered chest begins to reach the lips of the dog, nearing his thick lumpy crop. The gyrphon's claws dart down to try and push at Zephyx's face, trying to force himself off. The scent in the air is odd to him though, and subconsiously that combined with the wet friction of the belly clenching around him starts to cause his own sheath to plump out, betraying him.

20:04 Zephyx rubbed over the further widening gut of his, the hip spilling in adding a new high for the dog as one hand moved down in between his les, slowly rubbing along his slit as his tail flitted left to right, spreading the feminine scents further around. Feeling the claws press to his face he decided to bite down on the gryphon'S chest, slowly adding more and more pressure, leaving him to decide if the bite grew even stronger, sharp teeth pressing against the skin of his while his tongue trailed over the lower chest. Another rippled tugged him further down, pulling the lump that was is crop into his maw, his stretched neck rippling and tugging hard while teeth dug into the skin!

20:09 Gyro Feather squawks as he feels the teeth digging in around his middle, but he wasnt just going to let the diamond dog have his way with him. Even as the breath begins to leave his lungs, his claws stay strong, leaving slight scraches in the flesh of Zephyx's face. As his breath fades, his resistance does too, until when the bite finally lets up to gulp him down a little further, the gryphon is gasping hard for air and little gashes are left in his skin leaking blood from where he'd been pierced. Now that he was so close to the dog, he could smell the foul stale breath wafting from his mouth, leaving the little gryphon gagging and sputtering.

20:30 < Gyro Feather> (boop)

12:13 Zephyx gave loud growls and grunts as he felt the claws dig into the skin and flesh of his face, leaving small trickles of blood to be running down from the lowest points of those little grooves. Of course this angered the diamond dog all the more, he reaching up and pressing the other's claws into his tight gullet as the skin stretched all the more around the arms and soon approaching shoulders. The dog was not going to stop now. No matter what the gryphon would do... this dog was far too enraged to think straight for even a second.

12:17 Gyro Feather cant even muster up the breath for a labored squawk as the pressure of the creature's bite has left him breathless. His legs offer up only a token resistance before they too are pulled along side him into the hot convulsing tunnel. His crop ached fromt he pressure as that sealed away into the gullet. His body curls up further inside the foul chamber while only his head pokes free from the edge of the maw, leaving him without any opportunity to fight. "P-please...let me go..." he whispers in fear.

12:32 < Gyro Feather> (boop)

19:40 Zephyx could only smirk a little wider as he felt the other beginning to give up, his body certainly quite limp to the smaller hound now that he had him in full check. He sat back, his tail idly wagging behind him as he rubbed his ever swelling gut with the form of the gryphon spilling in more and more. Those legs made quite the indent on his gut, easily showing off where he had to curl up in while the churning wet walls squished in between his digits, rubbing what slime was there all into the skin and fur.

19:47 Gyro Feather finds his vision quickly becoming framed by the creature's teeth as he's tilted skyward. THe pink flesh of the mouth, including the wavering tongue dance in his view while he's forced to look up at the dark rocky ceiling of the creature's home. Zephyx's foul breath runs over his nose, smelling of old stale flesh. Deep within the gryphon found himself curling up tight, pressing out against teh wet flesh to form shapely bulges while the gunk clung ot his feathers and fur.

20:04 Zephyx closed his eyes, the head of the other slowly sinking deeper and deeper, the feeling of the heavy, rippling throat all around him while the last of the light slowly drained away as he gulped and swallowed once again. The bulge of the Gryphon's head soon enough began to drag along the neck of his, sinking deeper and deeper while his normally thing middle only further bulged out, the hybrid forced to curl up in his gut.

20:11 Gyro Feather lets out a loud scree of fear as the mouth closes shut around him, sealing him away in darkness for just a moment before the loud gulp pushes him down towards the beast's greedy stomach where the left of him languished. It only takes him a couple moments before his head arrives in the foul chamber, assaulting his nostrils with the smell of vomit. His own crop ached, poked by all the sharp angles which it was compressed against. "Y-youll damage the gems..." he argues.

20:18 Zephyx kept his eyes closed, of course some of his blood dripping from his snout as he had several gashes all over his face thanks to the claws digging into it. He snorts softly, feeling the bird sag his stomach out fully once he is pressed into it entirely. Of course with him sitting in there he'd find loads of uncut gems in there, dull in nature and obviously some of his gems the dog had stollen way before he decided to come with the hound for the cutting. "Zephyx not hurting gems. Gems able withstanding acid." He responded, patting his fat gut slowly.

20:26 Gyro Feather begins to notice the other sharp stones in there with him while the stomach clenches and rolls him around, adding to the bruises and cutes he already had from the abuse. The gryphon makes a face at the implication and says, "T-that's just vile! You cant mean taht you..." the gryphon doesnt even finish, trying to shove the image out of his mind. He could feel a steady pool growing around him as he fights against the walls of the chamber, forcing his talons out against the patting paw. The stomach acids felt sludgy, no doubt partially an affect of the dirt that had coated him and the gems he'd eaten before.

20:04 Zephyx closed his eyes, the head of the other slowly sinking deeper and deeper, the feeling of the heavy, rippling throat all around him while the last of the light slowly drained away as he gulped and swallowed once again. The bulge of the Gryphon's head soon enough began to drag along the neck of his, sinking deeper and deeper while his normally thing middle only further bulged out, the hybrid forced to curl up in his gut.

20:11 Gyro Feather lets out a loud scree of fear as the mouth closes shut around him, sealing him away in darkness for just a moment before the loud gulp pushes him down towards the beast's greedy stomach where the left of him languished. It only takes him a couple moments before his head arrives in the foul chamber, assaulting his nostrils with the smell of vomit. His own crop ached, poked by all the sharp angles which it was compressed against. "Y-youll damage the gems..." he argues.

20:18 Zephyx kept his eyes closed, of course some of his blood dripping from his snout as he had several gashes all over his face thanks to the claws digging into it. He snorts softly, feeling the bird sag his stomach out fully once he is pressed into it entirely. Of course with him sitting in there he'd find loads of uncut gems in there, dull in nature and obviously some of his gems the dog had stollen way before he decided to come with the hound for the cutting. "Zephyx not hurting gems. Gems able withstanding acid." He responded, patting his fat gut slowly.

20:26 Gyro Feather begins to notice the other sharp stones in there with him while the stomach clenches and rolls him around, adding to the bruises and cutes he already had from the abuse. The gryphon makes a face at the implication and says, "T-that's just vile! You cant mean taht you..." the gryphon doesnt even finish, trying to shove the image out of his mind. He could feel a steady pool growing around him as he fights against the walls of the chamber, forcing his talons out against the patting paw. The stomach acids felt sludgy, no doubt partially an affect of the dirt that had coated him and the gems he'd eaten before.

11:07 Zephyx gives his gut a few more pats as he got up, his tail slowly flicking from side to side. He had managed to down the thief quite well, even if he did sustain a bit of damage to his face. Getting up and beginning to wander over towards his rather large pile of gems, flopping into it with a rather audible thud, a bit of a groan following as his gut sagged down and the stomach acids sloshed around the bird, the sludge lapping at him.

11:13 Gyro Feather feels himself slosh and sway with each step of the dog, coating him more with each step, causing the thick sludge to muck up his feathers and fur. The squeezing of the stomach causes the sharp edges of the rocks to grind into his body, leaving little pricks where the acid could get to it and stressing his bones. THe flop puts it a little too far as a loud crack rings out and one of Gyro's wings goes limp, causing the bird to howl in pain.

12:22 < Zephyx> (sorry. WoW Was really tugging at me. I am back for a bit)

12:22 < Gyro Feather> (Its just making you go Wow!)

12:25 Zephyx gave a short sigh as he felt the other one slowly sway about in his gut, sitting back and relaxing a little more. The churning walls of the stomach began to compress a little harder, the loud crack certainly catching the dog of guard as he sat up, staring at his gut and flicking his ears a little. His hearing was a little better than other creatures could hear and it left him with the loud howl ringing in his ears, even if it was muffled quite strongly "Gryphon shouldn't steal from a dog! Zephyx always remains on top." He snorts, prodding at where he thinks the head of the bird was placed.

12:30 Gyro Feather squawks as he feels the claw pushing against his battered head. One of his incured claws pushes back up, leaving impressions in the surface but otherwise causing no damage. He could already feel tingling across his body and sharp burning pain in all the locations that had been cut. I didnt steal from you! I only took what was agreed upon and damages!"

12:33 Zephyx snorts and shakes his head "Zephyx told bird. He not break the bag, dumb bird did! Stealing from Zephyx you get punished." He growled a little, smirking at the claw pressing out. The clenching gut continued to rub in on him, the thick sludge of an acidic mix rubbing in on him all around, keeping him well covered in the muck and unable to get out of it.

12:36 Gyro Feather growls at the dog and calls out, "B-but I even offered to spit everything up and you still ate me! You're stealing from me and killing me!" He calls out, giving another forceful kick while the rest of his body creaked against the rolling muscles and sharp gems. "I-I'm not food!" He can feel his feather and fur begining to fall out bside him, leaving his skin exposed to the full brunt of the terrible acids while his cracked wing sent pain through him with each contraction.

20:12 Zephyx yawns a little and gives a bit of a grunt as he felt the claws pushing out against his own paw. Smirking a little at the display he pushes right on back, forcing those claws back inwards as he burps with all the movement in his gut "Zephyx thinks Bird has caught on. Zephyx hungry, Zephyx caught thief, Zephyx will take care of thief." He nods, his logic sound to him. He didn't quite care what the bird had to say. He was food, after all!

00:10 Gyro Feather coughs as he ends up taking a beakful of the foul acids that surrounds him, burning at his tongue uncomfortably and leaving a sour taste on his mouth. Already he can feel the painful stinging where the cuts upon his flesh are met with acid, while the rest of his flesh tingles with the active juices. As the stomach clenches around him, his ears are met with the loud belch, squeezing him tight. "N-no...please, you gotta spit me up!"

00:16 Zephyx smirks a little at the request, trailing a claw over his clenched gut, swallowing down a gulp of air, turning the fresh air into a blast of humid air. He looked down at his gut, able to see some of his outline. "Zephyx not sure Thief could be allowed out. Zephyx thinks thief has nothing to offer to hound... prove Zephyx different." He responds, inhaling slowly. Of course the bird in his gut displaced some space, leaving him breathing more flatly

00:23 Gyro Feather takes a deep breath of the refreshed air as it rushes in, feeling himself more invigreated as he pushes his claws and paws outwards in a desperate attempt to break free of the stomach. "I..I have plenty of precious gems back at my house. I've a star saphire...surely thats worth letting me out for?" He offers. The motions he makes cause the contours of the stomach to move and writeh with his desperate fighting.

00:29 Zephyx perks his ears a little, listening to the words of the tiercel stuck in his middle. He uses his own paws to once more press the paws of the bird back in, the outline of his dancing over the short fur of the usually lean figure of his. "Zephyx... might consider letting bird out for that. though needs prove first. Where does bird live?" He asked, prodding at the outline of his face once. He does take a swig of the water collecting in a small basin he had dug in, washing it over Gyro and diluting the acids around him to some extend.

00:32 Gyro Feather snorts his head at that offer and then gasps as he feels the cold water running down into the otherwise hot chamber. "WHat? Tell you that right now while I'm in here, so that you can go to my house, and rob me after you've shitted me out?" He asks with some measure of incredulity. "I think not! If you want any chance at those, you better spit me up right now and I'll lead you to my house," he demands.

00:36 Zephyx gives a little grunt at the muffled yelling, shrugging and sitting back a little "Then Zephyx will need to take care of bird a little longer. No running away from Zephyx. To dangerous for flying one to be back out and cheat Zephyx out of gems." He mused, taking another short swig, his head resting back as he lay there sprawled out. His stomach juices were diluted to a point where the tingle was barely noticeable, acids washed off as the chamber clenched around him slowly.

00:41 Gyro Feather oofs as he feels the dog shift, putting more weight on top of him now and forcing the gems against his body. The rest of his body may barely tingle, but the open wounds didnt let the gryphon alone, sending burning pain as he squirms in the chamber. "What? You cant keep me in here! Spti me up you dumb dog, and athen I'll take you to it. If you dont this instant there wont be any gems for you."

00:45 Zephyx smirks a little and prods his belly once "Zephyx could sniff out bird house. Saddlebags smell of bird~" He teased, urping a little, his tail slowly wagging. The bird inside already had a broken wing so flying away was no option... and being forced to stay on the ground... well he was sure not to lose him not. Exhaling a little he chuckled louder, waiting to hear the response of the bird. The lower section of the stomach clenched down, pressing him upwards a little, pushing him against the quivering opening of his throat.

00:48 Gyro Feather lets out a loud screech of pain at the first clench as it pressues down hard upon his limp wing, causing him to squirm even harder. "Please...please stop hurting me..." he begs as his beak pushes up towards the top of the stomach. His squirming seems to pick up further, fighting against the rolling massage of the stomach, unaware of its intent. "And...you cant track me, I flew most of the way here...the scent wont carry throught eh air like that."

01:04 Zephyx blinks once at the screech and the strong squirming inside his gut, it making the muscles inside begin to spasm and stop their work entirely, sagging back down as the dog gives a grunt in response. "Zephyx trying to let bird out. Bird needs to use little brain else Zephyx not able to let out." He responded in short snorts, grumbling quite loudly. He did try to clench down below again, tensing his muscles.

01:10 Gyro Feather breaths a little more easily once he's no longer bombarded on all sides. He shifts his broken wing around, while wincing as he hears the loud booming explanation from outside form the diamond dog. Already he could feel his feathers begining to come free in spots from the steady assault of the juices upon hsi form. "It felt like you were just throttling me..." he grumbles. As the next wave comes the bird tries to hold back his tears, though there's still reflexive residual struggling, albeit not nearly as hard.

01:15 Zephyx gave short few grumbles with each contraction of muscles below the bird, the diamond dog hacking and heaving as the first few burps of sail stomach air began to escape ahead of the gryphon, the beak of his pushing into the throat. Zephyx was bent over, his sagging stomach tugging in against his form quite noticeably with each easy heave, another inch pushing up and into the troat, hiding the bird once more before having the bulge travel up the slender neck of his.

01:21 Gyro Feather whimpers and calls out with each reverse contraction as it squeezes against his already broken wing, causing intense bouts of pain from his body. But, true to his word, soon enough teh gryphon can see teh dimly lit room of the cavern frmaed by teh slick quivering flesh of the mouth. Getting him up was hard, especially with the way teh gryphon moved with each heave, but the beak finally breaks teh front of the mouth, pushing out into the cavern. A glob of drool drops down upon the cave floor, covered iwth dirt.

01:28 Zephyx had worked up quite the sweat by then, his fur glistening as he heaved harder still. With the head of the tiercel beginning to push free he had the biggest bulk yet to come. With the middle slowly being pushed up and through his throat he groaned, eyes closed tightly and tongue working on pushing as well, pressing into his middle as the diamond dog began to take a step or two backwards, giving loud hurks as he tugged the bird free in that way. Of course the bile of the hound stuck to the feathers and fur, making him reek of the digestive tract of the hound though he should care less about that at this point.

01:33 Gyro Feather 's middle would prove incredibly dificult for the dog to get up as his belly compresses, only slightly, given the large bundle of gems inside of it that he was storing for his own transport. He felt like a slimy mess, dripping large globules down onto the ground beneath his landing spot as he steadily begins to fall out of the other's mouth. Freedom it was so close...though he knew at this point he'd most certainly be forced to give up his prized gem. No way was he going to escape from teh other with his broken wing. He breaths heavily watching as the ground comes closer and closer, waiting for the diamond dog to fully spit him free.

10:39 Zephyx slowly bends a little further forward, giving another hard hurl as he pressed the last of the tiercel up and out of his stomach, his legs slipping free easily enough as he wretches, shaking all over as he had the taste of bile in his maw. He did give another few hacks and coughed up the last of the stolen gems, letting them rest in a soggy pile on the ground. He did wander off and grab himself a few small chunks of heavily spiced meats, chomping down on the strips and chewing thoroughly to get rid of the taste. "Bird is lucky Zephyx has more interest in gems. Zephyx demands his gem back as well though. Not leaving before the stolen one is returned."

10:50 Gyro Feather breathes heavly as the rest of his body plops down to the ground into the dirt. Bits of dust cover him as he dripps off the foul liquid, while slime clings to his fur and feathers, which seemed to be missing in patches upon him, making him look most hidious. Litte scrapes dot his body, singed red by the acids he'd been bathing in. Gyro nods at the request and begins to concentrate on his crop, bringing up the main gem he'd stolen and some others as well, adding to the couple that surrounded his body in the slime. "There..."

15:48 Zephyx gave a short chuckle as he retrieved his gems, cleaning them off before adding them to his pile once more, idly chewing on more of the meat strips to bring out most of the spice's flavors. "Bird should know better than to steal from hound. Is dangerous for bird." He nods to himself, his tail slowly wagging.

15:52 Gyro Feather manages to get himself back up to his feet shakily, feeling his crumpled wings hanging awkwardly at his sides. The bird is still in a world of pain and looks over towards the exit he took to escape the first time. "Well...there you have your gem...now let me go, you scoundrel."

16:07 < Zephyx> (Give me a few... really need to o a few things in my flat first.)

19:45 < Zephyx> (rarf)

19:54 < Gyro Feather> Wibbles

19:55 < Zephyx> Birb is still around!

19:55 < Gyro Feather> indeed

19:58 Zephyx nibbles on in that case!

20:00 Zephyx shakes his head, smirking a little "Bird seemed to forget that he is still owing hound a large gem~" He teased, packing a small rucksack with water, food and attaching a leash to the neck of the bird, a leash with two hooks, one attaching to the collar of his own. "Just make sure that bird is not thinking about running."

20:02 < Gyro Feather> (Man you better eat him with the collar on then :P)

20:03 < Zephyx> (well duh! It's leather! should survive a bath!)

20:04 Gyro Feather tenses as the cold collar clips around his neck, pushing down the already damaged feathers, elliciting a wince from the gryphon. "Right...right...just get us to the surface then and I'll take you to my house. I'm already sick of being in here."

20:08 Zephyx smirks and shrugs, going to the hole dug to get into here and working it to a bit wider size so the bird could work through as well. The hound's large paws made it easy for him to dig and widen the hole, the leather strap beginning to tug on him once he made his way up about halfway, giving Gyro a bit of leeway though forcing him to follow soon enough.

20:17 Gyro Feather follows up behind the dog, eager to get out into the sky above him and then makes a thankful motion towards Celestia's sun as he breaches the surface. "Oh thank Celestia I'm out of that blasted cave," he calls out, followed by a look of horror as he sees just how messed up the feathers and fur upon him are from even just his brief stay in that gut.

20:18 Zephyx smirked a little at the reaction of the bird getting back to the fresh air and bright light of the sun, the hound instead crossing his arms and tapping his foot on the ground. "Sun is nice. Keeps surface warmed up for the day. Zephyx enjoy darkness a bit more."

20:20 Gyro Feather snorts at the dog and makes a dismissing motion towards him. "Ya well you're a strange creature." With that the gryphon begins to walk off in the direction of the town, leading the dog all hte way back to his house, despite his best wishes. He didnt think he'd have an opportunity to escape like this.

20:23 Zephyx shrugged and began walking with the Gryphon "Zephyx strange, though not as wimpy as ponies. Ponies are not good for digging. bad at being gem hunters though trying still... Zephyx dislike ponies."

20:24 < Zephyx> (ugh... my brain is goofing me -v-)

20:25 Gyro Feather rolls his eyes as Zephyx says that as they enter a pony town. "Ya well I'm sure they think about the same of you to be honest." Soon enough the pair arrive right infront of his large building, where the gryphon then opens the door and leads the dog inside. On the mantle, right inside of it, is the promised gem. "There...just take it and leave me be now."

20:27 Zephyx smirks and chuckles, prodding the Gryphon's side in turn as he sat down on the couch, inspecting the gem he'd been given, holding it up against the light, letting it filter through and show what the insides held in store, trying to find the impurities. "Only thing sun is good for is warmth and inspecting gems... though fire is better."

20:29 Gyro Feather reaches a talon up to pull at his collar. "Alright, now unclip this blasted thing so that I can run to the doctor and get what you did to me taken care of. A deal is a deal," the gryphon growls at Zephyx, stepping up close to him. Sunlight filters in through one of the windows illuminating the scene well enough for the gem to be inspected.

10:22 Zephyx smirked softly, flicking his tail from side to side "Deal is deal, yes. Zephyx think Bird deserve a little thing in exchange~" He licked over his lips slowly, leaning in close to the bird stepping up close while reaching for the collar "Zephyx think right present for Bird would be relieve~" He winks, licking over his beak

10:27 Gyro Feather waits for the diamond dog to unclip the collar as the dog leans in. He can smell the foul hot breath wafting down over his face once more as he shifts from side to side. He tilts his head to the side at the dog's words. "Uhh...a present?" He asks, shuddering as the tongue runs over his beak. He wants to pull away, but he's still collared and only the dog can fix that for him.

10:34 Zephyx chuckled and nodded, moving back to one of the couches, tugging on the leash he had attached to his neck to pull him along with him "A little fun~ yes~" He spread his legs a little, tugging on the leash until he was against his gut, pushing his head down against his slit, wrapping his legs around his neck.

10:38 Gyro Feather follows begrudgingly back to the couch as the dog retreats, and then gives a soft squawk as he's pushwed down against hte musky slit of the dog. The gryphon gives a low growl and squirms back and forth,looking up out of the corner of his eye, glaring at the creature. "No...I think I dont need this sort of present."

10:45 Zephyx gave a short snort at the way he acted as he was forced against the slit of his, growling as well with a short snort, curling his digits a little "Zephyx was not asking if bird likes present. Zephyx allowed bird for last present. If Bird not want, Zephyx can continue right away~" He teased, snickering loudly with his teeth showing

10:51 Gyro Feather looks up at the way the dog with a shiver as he sees him lickign his lips and showing off his teeth, sending that foul air back down over his beak. The gryphon lets out a little squawk and shakes his head. "But...but you said you'd let me go..." he says, his breath wafting down into the slit. Gyro grows a little more obedient though...and pushes his beak into the tunnel, hoping to escape if he can please her.

11:04 Zephyx snickered loudly, nodding and murring softly as his beak pushed into his slit, making him tense and curl his paws a little in response to the beak protruding into the tunnel. "Zephyx will let bird go~ eventually~" He winked down at him, tensing his muscles around his beak, snorting softly while moaning, trying to work that beak around inside of her

11:08 Gyro Feather slips his tongue out of his beak, rubbing the slick muscle around the walls of the tunnel and licking up the sweet nectar, something he would have enjoyed, had he not been in this situation. He can feel the warm tunnel clenching around him, rubbing the sensitive flesh against his heart beak like a dildo. Gyro's tail lashes out behind him in worry, but there was very little he coudl do as of yet.

11:55 Zephyx gave a soft groan with each pass of his tongue over the sensitive walls, his digits clenching against his paw pads while he pressed his head tighter against his crotch, his fluids leaking over his nares and into his muttled plumage

12:05 Gyro Feather can smell as the hot sticky liquid of the diamond dog's nethers slowly reactivates the foul acrid scent of the dried on slime of his already mucked up feathers. The cracked and crinkcled with each motion as the slime breaks apart, while the little gryphon does hsi best toplease the creature, pushing deeper still till his eyes were right up against her slit.

12:25 < Gyro Feather> (boop

12:39 < Gyro Feather> (Get pulled away again?

12:39 Zephyx gave low moans, the hound seeming somewhat pleased by the tongue's actions inside of his canal. Of course he didn't let up with the pressure on the back of his head, holding him in place and leaving him smushed up right against the wet folds as they smeared their fluids on his face, certainly helping him out with getting the fluids runny against though also replacing some of them

12:39 < Zephyx> (somewhat -v- I hate RL. you wouldn't believe me)

12:58 < Gyro Feather> (back

13:02 Gyro Feather can feel the hot slick liquids eeking out into his feathers, drawn out by capilary action. The scent begins to do anumber on him though,as his own shaft betgins to plump out steadily, swelling down against the couch. The bird tenses and shudders, letting out a low whine while he's trapped in his grip. The liquid begins to flow out and wet the diamond dog's hips and belly.

15:10 Zephyx groans louder, each lick making him grind against the avian's face with a short snort following. A beak intruding there was certainly something the hound had not yet experienced since he didn't come across many avians though this was certainly one of the more higher pleasing experiences~

15:27 Gyro Feather finds his shaft twitching a little harder now as it extends fully erect, dripping down into the couch as pre leaks from it. He twitches back and forth, in pain and arousal as the diamond dog goes down on him. His half conscious mind thinks that maybe he can escape if he's distracted with an orgasm. The gryphon brings a talon up to press at the button right baove his beak;

15:45 Zephyx shuddered quite obviously as he was wrapped around the bird's head, growling softly while biting his lip. The hound took short shallow breaths while his muscles continued to tense and quiver around him, his fluids covering the bird's plumage thoroughly, making him reek of his arousal

15:48 Gyro Feather kneads his claw a little more vigorously into the button while the juice mixed with the dried slime from the stomach, leaching further down his body, making much of him smell like a foul mixture of bile and feminine juices. He gives a little whine, vibrating into the tunnel while he finds each breath diffucult inside.

15:53 Zephyx 's panting grew quite rapid as he neared his orgasm, his body tensing further around him while the kneading on the nub made the hound grind harder against his face, covering him in flesh and keeping him held tightly as with a loud whine the hound came, a torrent of his fluids rushing right against his face, matting down what they touched and clumping them more together

15:58 Gyro Feather pulls his claw away as soon as he hears and feels the torrent of fluids splashing up around him. He tries to pull back, despite the tight grip, digging his claws into her hips to try and pry out. "Alright...You've had your fun...just...release me now...or at least get me off..." he whines, feeling his shaft throbbing beneath him.

15:59 Zephyx kept a tight hold on his head for a few more seconds before slowly releasing his head, panting heavily still and holding the leash in a loop around his paw, not giving it up "P-phew~ little bird knows how to treat Zephyx~" He grunted, slowly slipping back and releasing his beak

16:05 Gyro Feather pulls back out of the tunnel as the diamond dog lets up, and soon finds himself reaching the end of the leash not too far away from him. The gryphon looks like a pitiful mess with all his disheveled dripping feathers and his broken wings. "There...you got that...and the gem...Thats enough right?"

16:06 < Gyro Feather> The gryphon's crop grinds still, sounding audible with the gems inside of him with each motion.

16:24 Zephyx smirked down at him, the mess of a gryphon certainly looking quite pitiful in the way he sat there, drenched in his musky fluids. Rumbling lowly he tugged on his leash, tugging him up against his chest, giving him a short sniff "You stink~ of me~"

16:34 Gyro Feather grunts as the leash tugs painfully on his neck and steadily finds himself pulled up against the diaomnd dog's chest, and once again gets another wiff of his fetid breath, shuddering. "Y-yes...well...I mean I was just down there...." he says with a groan. His tail is tucked between his legs and his crest is folded flat. Meanwhile Zephyx could feel the throbbing sheath poking against his hips. Zephyx could feel the motions of the bird's stuffed crop through his chest.

16:51 Zephyx chuckles and adjusted a little as he felt that sheath prodding against his hips, giving the back legs of the gryph a few prods to make him stand less stable "It's where you belong~ Zephyx like your beak~ nice feeling in slit~" He winked, giving him a strong lick over his face before beginning to nip at the boney muzzle of his

16:59 Gyro Feather tries to pull his face back as he gets another slathering of drool across his beak, followed by the teeth scraping against the edge of the hard muzzle. "Ya...well...you're not goingto get any more of it...I'm afraid," he grumbles,feeling the hot breath washing over his face once more. he'd been down there before..and really did not want to end up that way again.

17:09 Zephyx shook his head slowly, sticking his tongue out and giving him one last lick before pulling back, letting go on some of the leash to let him move backwards "Zephyx is sure this not the last time he will feel the beak~ Though Zephyx not so sure about bird feeling it too much~" He winked, wagging his tail slowly, prodding his chest to feel the gems in there. His foul breath was quite thick, now mixed with his own sexual stench, allowing him to smell the arousal as well around him

17:19 Gyro Feather pulls back, but only enough that he's outside the maw, once again feeling the cool air of teh room around him while a string of drool links him to zephyx. "W-wait...but we had a deal...I gave you the gem...and ou were going to let me go..." he protests, gulping againas he sees the hungry look in the other's eyes. Gyro moves his claws up to the collar and begins to pull on it, desperate to find some way to unlatch it fromhis form.

17:19 < Gyro Feather> (could zephyx eat the it leash and all?~

17:19 < Zephyx> (What I had in mind~)

17:24 Zephyx churred and chuckled at Gyro's reaction, tugging hard on the leash, maybe even having his claws locked up underneath the gem encrusted leathery band. Tugging him close he opened his jaws wide, tongue stuck out and path readied for the avian. Lunging his head forth he pressed his maw right over his face, eyes closed while the foul stench wafted right up against the other's face. Now he certainly would get away from the gryph.

17:33 Gyro Feather squawks as he's pulled forward, catching his claws in the collar as its jerked forward and lockign them there as he's then pushed up towards jaws. He gets a long unwanted view of the quivering flesh of the diamond dog's gullet, ending in blackness while hot slime dripped down from the ceiling. Sharp white teeth jutted around menacingly, stained yellow with age and glistening with drool. The gryphon gets another round of the fetid breath, this time with the stench of mare completely overwhelmed by the scent of death. Gyro tries to pull back, but everything instead grows closer as he's drawn in, lips locking around his head and casting himin a dark shadwo.

17:39 < Zephyx> (guh. I need to catch some shut eye before work...)

10:22 Zephyx smirked softly, flicking his tail from side to side "Deal is deal, yes. Zephyx think Bird deserve a little thing in exchange~" He licked over his lips slowly, leaning in close to the bird stepping up close while reaching for the collar "Zephyx think right present for Bird would be relieve~" He winks, licking over his beak

10:27 Gyro Feather waits for the diamond dog to unclip the collar as the dog leans in. He can smell the foul hot breath wafting down over his face once more as he shifts from side to side. He tilts his head to the side at the dog's words. "Uhh...a present?" He asks, shuddering as the tongue runs over his beak. He wants to pull away, but he's still collared and only the dog can fix that for him.

10:34 Zephyx chuckled and nodded, moving back to one of the couches, tugging on the leash he had attached to his neck to pull him along with him "A little fun~ yes~" He spread his legs a little, tugging on the leash until he was against his gut, pushing his head down against his slit, wrapping his legs around his neck.

10:38 Gyro Feather follows begrudgingly back to the couch as the dog retreats, and then gives a soft squawk as he's pushwed down against hte musky slit of the dog. The gryphon gives a low growl and squirms back and forth,looking up out of the corner of his eye, glaring at the creature. "No...I think I dont need this sort of present."

10:45 Zephyx gave a short snort at the way he acted as he was forced against the slit of his, growling as well with a short snort, curling his digits a little "Zephyx was not asking if bird likes present. Zephyx allowed bird for last present. If Bird not want, Zephyx can continue right away~" He teased, snickering loudly with his teeth showing

10:51 Gyro Feather looks up at the way the dog with a shiver as he sees him lickign his lips and showing off his teeth, sending that foul air back down over his beak. The gryphon lets out a little squawk and shakes his head. "But...but you said you'd let me go..." he says, his breath wafting down into the slit. Gyro grows a little more obedient though...and pushes his beak into the tunnel, hoping to escape if he can please her.

11:04 Zephyx snickered loudly, nodding and murring softly as his beak pushed into his slit, making him tense and curl his paws a little in response to the beak protruding into the tunnel. "Zephyx will let bird go~ eventually~" He winked down at him, tensing his muscles around his beak, snorting softly while moaning, trying to work that beak around inside of her

11:08 Gyro Feather slips his tongue out of his beak, rubbing the slick muscle around the walls of the tunnel and licking up the sweet nectar, something he would have enjoyed, had he not been in this situation. He can feel the warm tunnel clenching around him, rubbing the sensitive flesh against his heart beak like a dildo. Gyro's tail lashes out behind him in worry, but there was very little he coudl do as of yet.

11:33 < Zephyx> (back online)

11:35 < Gyro Feather> ( :D

11:35 < Gyro Feather> (need a repost?

11:38 < Zephyx> (yes please)

11:39 < Gyro Feather> [10:45:48] [07.05.17] - Zephyx gave a short snort at the way he acted as he was forced against the slit of his, growling as well with a short snort, curling his digits a little "Zephyx was not asking if bird likes present. Zephyx allowed bird for last present. If Bird not want, Zephyx can continue right away~" He teased, snickering loudly with his teeth showing

11:55 Zephyx gave a soft groan with each pass of his tongue over the sensitive walls, his digits clenching against his paw pads while he pressed his head tighter against his crotch, his fluids leaking over his nares and into his muttled plumage

12:05 Gyro Feather can smell as the hot sticky liquid of the diamond dog's nethers slowly reactivates the foul acrid scent of the dried on slime of his already mucked up feathers. The cracked and crinkcled with each motion as the slime breaks apart, while the little gryphon does hsi best toplease the creature, pushing deeper still till his eyes were right up against her slit.

12:25 < Gyro Feather> (boop

12:39 < Gyro Feather> (Get pulled away again?

12:39 Zephyx gave low moans, the hound seeming somewhat pleased by the tongue's actions inside of his canal. Of course he didn't let up with the pressure on the back of his head, holding him in place and leaving him smushed up right against the wet folds as they smeared their fluids on his face, certainly helping him out with getting the fluids runny against though also replacing some of them

12:39 < Zephyx> (somewhat -v- I hate RL. you wouldn't believe me)

12:58 < Gyro Feather> (back

13:02 Gyro Feather can feel the hot slick liquids eeking out into his feathers, drawn out by capilary action. The scent begins to do anumber on him though,as his own shaft betgins to plump out steadily, swelling down against the couch. The bird tenses and shudders, letting out a low whine while he's trapped in his grip. The liquid begins to flow out and wet the diamond dog's hips and belly.

13:27 < Zephyx> (Guh... My mom needs so much help with her leg being in a cast )

13:32 < Gyro Feather> (ahhh

13:34 < Zephyx> (It's annoying but I can't say no)

13:34 < Zephyx> (her foot is broken)

13:35 < Gyro Feather> (so i gathered

14:19 Zephyx sits on!)

14:34 < Gyro Feather> (ooofs!

14:35 Zephyx snickers and gets comfy)

14:36 < Gyro Feather> (I thought you already were comfy :P with my beak up your statch~

14:37 Zephyx nods! Certainly comfy!)

14:46 < Gyro Feather> (Still busy I take it?

14:47 < Zephyx> (not too busy now)

14:52 < Gyro Feather> (Well its your post :P

15:10 Zephyx groans louder, each lick making him grind against the avian's face with a short snort following. A beak intruding there was certainly something the hound had not yet experienced since he didn't come across many avians though this was certainly one of the more higher pleasing experiences~

15:27 Gyro Feather finds his shaft twitching a little harder now as it extends fully erect, dripping down into the couch as pre leaks from it. He twitches back and forth, in pain and arousal as the diamond dog goes down on him. His half conscious mind thinks that maybe he can escape if he's distracted with an orgasm. The gryphon brings a talon up to press at the button right baove his beak;

15:45 Zephyx shuddered quite obviously as he was wrapped around the bird's head, growling softly while biting his lip. The hound took short shallow breaths while his muscles continued to tense and quiver around him, his fluids covering the bird's plumage thoroughly, making him reek of his arousal

15:48 Gyro Feather kneads his claw a little more vigorously into the button while the juice mixed with the dried slime from the stomach, leaching further down his body, making much of him smell like a foul mixture of bile and feminine juices. He gives a little whine, vibrating into the tunnel while he finds each breath diffucult inside.

15:53 Zephyx 's panting grew quite rapid as he neared his orgasm, his body tensing further around him while the kneading on the nub made the hound grind harder against his face, covering him in flesh and keeping him held tightly as with a loud whine the hound came, a torrent of his fluids rushing right against his face, matting down what they touched and clumping them more together

15:58 Gyro Feather pulls his claw away as soon as he hears and feels the torrent of fluids splashing up around him. He tries to pull back, despite the tight grip, digging his claws into her hips to try and pry out. "Alright...You've had your fun...just...release me now...or at least get me off..." he whines, feeling his shaft throbbing beneath him.

15:59 Zephyx kept a tight hold on his head for a few more seconds before slowly releasing his head, panting heavily still and holding the leash in a loop around his paw, not giving it up "P-phew~ little bird knows how to treat Zephyx~" He grunted, slowly slipping back and releasing his beak

16:05 Gyro Feather pulls back out of the tunnel as the diamond dog lets up, and soon finds himself reaching the end of the leash not too far away from him. The gryphon looks like a pitiful mess with all his disheveled dripping feathers and his broken wings. "There...you got that...and the gem...Thats enough right?"

16:06 < Gyro Feather> The gryphon's crop grinds still, sounding audible with the gems inside of him with each motion.

16:24 Zephyx smirked down at him, the mess of a gryphon certainly looking quite pitiful in the way he sat there, drenched in his musky fluids. Rumbling lowly he tugged on his leash, tugging him up against his chest, giving him a short sniff "You stink~ of me~"

16:34 Gyro Feather grunts as the leash tugs painfully on his neck and steadily finds himself pulled up against the diaomnd dog's chest, and once again gets another wiff of his fetid breath, shuddering. "Y-yes...well...I mean I was just down there...." he says with a groan. His tail is tucked between his legs and his crest is folded flat. Meanwhile Zephyx could feel the throbbing sheath poking against his hips. Zephyx could feel the motions of the bird's stuffed crop through his chest.

16:51 Zephyx chuckles and adjusted a little as he felt that sheath prodding against his hips, giving the back legs of the gryph a few prods to make him stand less stable "It's where you belong~ Zephyx like your beak~ nice feeling in slit~" He winked, giving him a strong lick over his face before beginning to nip at the boney muzzle of his

16:59 Gyro Feather tries to pull his face back as he gets another slathering of drool across his beak, followed by the teeth scraping against the edge of the hard muzzle. "Ya...well...you're not goingto get any more of it...I'm afraid," he grumbles,feeling the hot breath washing over his face once more. he'd been down there before..and really did not want to end up that way again.

17:09 Zephyx shook his head slowly, sticking his tongue out and giving him one last lick before pulling back, letting go on some of the leash to let him move backwards "Zephyx is sure this not the last time he will feel the beak~ Though Zephyx not so sure about bird feeling it too much~" He winked, wagging his tail slowly, prodding his chest to feel the gems in there. His foul breath was quite thick, now mixed with his own sexual stench, allowing him to smell the arousal as well around him

17:19 Gyro Feather pulls back, but only enough that he's outside the maw, once again feeling the cool air of teh room around him while a string of drool links him to zephyx. "W-wait...but we had a deal...I gave you the gem...and ou were going to let me go..." he protests, gulping againas he sees the hungry look in the other's eyes. Gyro moves his claws up to the collar and begins to pull on it, desperate to find some way to unlatch it fromhis form.

17:19 < Gyro Feather> (could zephyx eat the it leash and all?~

17:19 < Zephyx> (What I had in mind~)

17:24 Zephyx churred and chuckled at Gyro's reaction, tugging hard on the leash, maybe even having his claws locked up underneath the gem encrusted leathery band. Tugging him close he opened his jaws wide, tongue stuck out and path readied for the avian. Lunging his head forth he pressed his maw right over his face, eyes closed while the foul stench wafted right up against the other's face. Now he certainly would get away from the gryph.

17:33 Gyro Feather squawks as he's pulled forward, catching his claws in the collar as its jerked forward and lockign them there as he's then pushed up towards jaws. He gets a long unwanted view of the quivering flesh of the diamond dog's gullet, ending in blackness while hot slime dripped down from the ceiling. Sharp white teeth jutted around menacingly, stained yellow with age and glistening with drool. The gryphon gets another round of the fetid breath, this time with the stench of mare completely overwhelmed by the scent of death. Gyro tries to pull back, but everything instead grows closer as he's drawn in, lips locking around his head and casting himin a dark shadwo.

22:29 Zephyx grumbled and murred, sounding quite pleased with the bird trying to get out once more, threateningly digging his teeth into his skin while shaking his head slowly, making them move in an almost saw like manner on his skin. Having his lips wrapped around his head he had his jaws spread, tongue resting against the plumage on his neck, matting it down once more while he pushed himself forwards a little more, letting go of the leash while grabbing Gyro's legs, pushing them against his chest. He'd not let the avian go now. Not in this form at least. Pressing forth over the neck the drool soaked maw matted down more feathers, the quivering pink flesh on the back eagerly gripping onto the hard beak and squeezing it shut to keep him shut up and also tug him down.

22:42 Gyro Feather finds his claws soon sealed over by the lips as the jaws creep foward around his neck, locking themin place in a rather useless position, even as the leash goes slack. The taste of his femcum practically saturated the gryphon's feathers, leaving the sweet taste on Zephyx's tongue while it explored over the soft down. Gyro lets out a yelp at the painful sensation of the teeth against his flesh, threatening to break the flesh, and yet it never quite does. He tries to push with his hind legs to get the dog to break free from him, and yet instead he's greated with a gulp that draws him into the hot slippery tube. The muscles clench around his beak, getting the foul tasting liquid up into his maw while the noises of swallowing an dbreathing ring in his ear. ALl the gryphon's noises that he adds are muffled into nothing with his clamped beak.

22:48 Zephyx growled softly at the feeling of his hinds pushing against his form, using his own hinds to push at the knees of the other one, pressing his slick crotch against the pre soaked shaft of the avian. He had been riled up during their little pre meal fun and had yet to release so the hound tried to take advantage of that~. One paw moved to hhis rump, squeezing those gluten quite hard. Giving another gulp his throat began to stretch a little around that head of his, his neck beginning to stretch as the bulge was forced downwards, his face quite detailed to be seen from the bulging flesh. Slipping his ma over the neckband of the leash he chuckled, having gotten far enough to the point where the wrists of the gryphon were forced in fully, making him quite mobile as he gave another gulp, forcing his neck to crane a little~

09:19 Gyro Feather shudders as he feels the moist nether lips rise up and hotdog his shaft pulsed and begged for pleasure. During that moment, his legs relax just enough that the push against his knees causes them to slip back straight once more, forcing his shaft into her. The gryphon lets out a muffled squeal as yet another gulp draws his neck in past the teeth and then past the gullet inot the tight muscles that line the throat. Hot drool runs down his form while hsi body is racked with pain, especially as zephyx reaches the bases of his pair of broken wings. Even as gyro's eyes tear up though, he's unable to fight it, instead going further limp. Inside, the sweltering heat left him sweating while the myriad of organic noises filled his ears.

09:33 Zephyx gave a short grunt as he felt the shaft penetrating his slit, clenching his legs together a little, squeezing on it. His throat gripped onto the head quite eagerly, tugging harshly from time to time as the diamond dog gave another gulp, trying to pull him deeper and having his teeth approach the shoulders of the avian, teeth sifting through feathers and fur while the tongue picked up his own taste quite well. With his drool running down Gyro's form, having him covered in more fluids and his fur color turned a little deeper of a tone of his normal color.

09:39 Gyro Feather gasps from within hte tight tunnel has his shaft's head slips up into the warm tunnel before it, clenching it in tight wetness, and sending another shudder through his body. Even as Zephyx gulps him, the length is forced deeper into the clenched legs, til his thick knot rests up against the femhood. Maybe if he can tie, he'd be slowed from his demise. His coat sheens, slickened with bodily secretions as they drizzle out over him, while his shoulders slide into the maw. Hot air of the diamond dog's stomach rushes up to greet him the deeper he moves down the gullet.

22:35 Zephyx 's insides could be felt clenching harder around the invading shaft, his slit growing tighter as he clenched his own legs together, knowing very well that thos gryphon could knot himself, leaving him stuck for a little while. The spasming muscles ofv his throat kept working at it, undulating aroudn his head and neck, drawing him deeper down. It seemed as though his days were counted, this hound would surely be his end. Zephyx's tail slowly wagged behind himelf, his long, broad tongue working over his chest and upper belly in long strokes, covering him in a good amount of drool. Each undulation of the throat brought a whiff of the acidic chamber from below with it, the tight sphincter opening to accept the food that was on its way down though it would be a bit longer till the first inch would enter that chamber~

22:43 Gyro Feather shudders from the attention and can feel that despite everything, he's already pretty close to his peak. The bird forces his hips forward and feels the pop of the shaft slipping ub between her lips. Its just in time too as the gryphon tenses up and his knot inflates. Hot goo spurts forth, filling up the diamond dog's warm tunnel while his knot ensures that they're tired tight. The bust of the acidic smell makes him cough from the bulge of his head embeded within the throat, but at least it seems that he's not moving any deeper now, even as the tongue lather's up over his chest. His claws stay trapped inside the collar, useless in the powerfull gullet.

22:56 Zephyx gave an audible grunt around the avian's form, snorting as he felt the rush of fluids up into his form, the throbbing shaft and rather sizeable knot not that appreciated by the hound. Of course this meant that they were stuck like this for a bit. He didn'T mind it too much though, he wasn't the one subjected to a world of clenching, soggy walls mushing up his feathers and fur in a thick layer of saliva and mucus. Zephyx did however move a paw down to his hip, feeling around with two digits before he found the sheath of the avian. With a smirk he took a hold of the lip of it, working it open before slipping two digits within, pinching at the very base of that shaft!

23:03 Gyro Feather graons in frustration as he's forced to endure the hot tunel clenching on his form, trying to drag him deeper. worse still, was the fact that the tugging of the jaws put lots of tension on his knot, making him in pain down there, which certainly would not be good for his erection. He whimpers as the sharp claws poke down into his sheath and scratching down over it. He yelps in pain then once the pinch comes, hastening the shrinking of his knot in response. He certianly wouldnt last long.

23:08 Zephyx worked his digits over the very base of his shaft, working in a steady rhythm, a low growl coming from him as he very muchh knew that this bird would be gone sooner, rather than later. Massaging the thinner part of his length he idly chuckled around his meal, the leash having been dropped at this point, hanging idly from the side of his maw. Nothing would get the bird out now, his fores having gotten locked in a rather difficult to move position, surely making them effectively useless when it came to the chamber of his stomach.

23:16 Gyro Feather holds out a couple minutes of mintues longer, but its ultimately an exercise in futility as his knot begins to soften enough that it slips from her nethers, letting a torrent of cum flood down onto the gryphon's carpet. He gives a frustrated squeal as his head travesl further down the tube now, while the sharp teeth slide up over and around the lower part of his chest. He could feel the jewels in his crip shift around from the motions of the tongue. He's thoroughly trapped, and unless the creature changes its mind, the only place he's goign is down that gullet.

23:22 Zephyx did not seem quite ready to give up on downing him though, the muscles tugging with renewed vigor, tuggign harshly at times as the hound speeds up the comsumption a bit. Closing is eyes he kept his paw locked around the base of that shaft, givign him another series of tugs on it, locking his grip just underneath the knot. Having given the hound that oportunity might've not been to good for the avian, his last orgasm only a mild compensation for what was about to happen to his poor form. With the teethed jaw closing around his gut he could feel the nhead of the avian begin to pop into the stomach of his, bulging out the chamber once mroe. It had been stretched before, a bit earlier, though now came the true test~

23:31 Gyro Feather is unable to keep himself from himself from sliding deeper now. As his head popped into the chamber beyond once again he coughs and sputters, getting reaquainted withteh foul scent within that burns at his lungs. He feels his wings pushing into the maw, battered and broken, drawing out another howl once more form his beak, though its muffled fairly well by the thick flesh that surrounds him. Each swallow drives him deeper until his beak is plunged underneath the acids once more, forcing him to hold his breath as the caustic acid runs up into his nasal passages.

08:36 Zephyx gave quite the pleased rumble once he felt the gryphon sink lower more rapidly, the paws of his pressing in on the rather siizeable bulge as it filled out more and more. Looking down at his fat gut, groaning lightly. The insides of his stomach were quite eager to colapse in on him and once he was fully spilled into the gut, a loud burp rippled the fleshy walls, vibrating against him while the walls closed in more and more, churning and grinding into his battered and bruised body.

08:46 Gyro Feather finds himself completely swallowed by the dog as even his tail slips into the mouth. The loud belch and the contraction of the stomach drown out, for a moment, the other organic noises inside like the squelching around him and the heavy thumping of a heart. Gyro fights inside the belly, pushing out against the paws that press in on him and squealing in pain. He tries to dig his claws into the fleshy insides, but years of swallowing sharp gems ahd left them resillient to his attacks.

08:53 Zephyx leans back on the couch he had taken up while he taunted the gryphon, he using his claws to clean his teeth. The hound's gut only squished underneath those claws, not allowing the talons to dig in. The hound does snicker though in response tot he feeling and the little bulges running along his front "Trying to rip? Gryphon claws are dull as rock~" He taunted, a series of harder pats to the bulges he made following, squishing in the stomach lining into him while the acids around him slowly rubbed into his fur and feathers. The loud thumping of his heart was certainly something to drown out a couple of other noises, the rushing sound of air being drawn into his lungs along the noises from within.

09:03 Gyro Feather groans inside the belly and thrashes. He's gasping for breath in as little air as there's left after the belch, and the juices keep getting into his beak, singing at his tongue with their dark bitter flavors. A couple feathers stuck to Zephyx's teeth, though waht fur and feathers made it to the belly are rapidly falling off the gryphon now as sores appear on his flesh where the rubbing tore theim out of his softened skin. Gyro's heart thumps to, in blind panic and fear as he's steadily worked down. "N-no! You cant...spit me up you monster!"

09:14 Zephyx slowly picked out feather after feather that had been caught on his teeth, using a claw of his own to pick at the space in between his teeth. "Zephyx told you before. No bird steals from Zephyx and gets away. Zephyx will find the hidden gems here. Maybe Zephyx will remain in the house and call home." He snickered softly, the vile mix of acids and soon enough fur and feathers constantly rushing in to fill what they could, filling his nares flooding his beak and singing his wounds. It was only going to get worse for the poor gryphon though. Nothing could save him now.

09:21 < Zephyx> (brb)

09:26 Gyro Feather coughs and howls in pain as he feels the jucies rushing up into his snout and filling his rump as they squeeze around him, addig a terrible pain from the inside too. The gryphon is growing lightheaded from the lack of air after the burps. Its groiwng harder to breathe while the pain grows worse and worse. His bones are showing through on his talons and paws as the flesh is ripped away, leaving his ability to fight quickly going down hill. "You agreed to let me go...you were taking that gem as punishment! You cant do this."

09:38 Zephyx smirks and shakes his head a little, the hound just sitting back, feeling him growing slower and more sluggish as time went on, a low chuckle eminating from deep within him "Zephyx never said taking gem was only punishment. Zephyx wanted to learn Gryphons place. Have nice home too with gryphon being generous and giving it to Zephyx." He teased, laughing softly. With the acids slowly mixing in the torn away flesh and muscles it would get a reddish tint to it, steadily growing to a more mushy consistancy than the runny acids he was stting in earlier. Though the hound was done with him yet, and instead of allowing him to pass out from the lack of oxygen he instead swallowed another gulp of fresh air, adding to the stale air inside

09:48 Gyro Feather finds his eyes drooping as he nears the point of passing out from the lack of oxygen, when another burst of fresh air into the belly refreshes him. He could feel himself awash in pain while he moves through the sludge, having to work to push it aside. Even with the new air though, his struggles are still slowing as he steadily loses control. His flesh has entirely melted away now, leaving exposed muscles which boil from teh stinging sensation. He houls out in a horse voice, though the juices have eaten at his vocal cords too, so no noises he makes are decipherable as words.

09:57 Zephyx seemed decently intrigued at the horse howl, his head tilted to some extend as he prods at the writhing, shifting bulge with a short snort "Gryphon not able to speak. Zephyx think gryphon will be gone soon~" He exclaimed, simplly leaning back and closing is own eyes as the acids began to take full effect, working through his muscle tissue rather rapidly, working in through the rest of him to get at the more sensitive parts of his body, working to get at the treasure he had stored away and protected to the last of his moments. He'd at least go down a fighter it seems

10:05 Gyro Feather fights as long as he can as the acids ravage his body, but there's not much left he can do. His body splits open under the constant assault on his form by the juices, spilling his entrails out to the powerful acids. The gryphon burns painfully for a couple more minutes as it wraps up hsi heart and insides, and then finally he goes still. The bird's crop bursts, spilling the glittering gems inside into his body cavity which eventually will be dissolvd as well.

10:06 < Gyro Feather> (I hope for a really nice disposal scene~ :D

10:42 Zephyx did not have much on his mind concerning the bird's well being, by the time he had gone still the hound was napping away on the couch, drooling lightly in his sleep. The stomach's walls continued to grind in on the now rather empty husk that once was a gryphon, the last of his meat being stripped of the bleaching bones. Of course, the shattered bones that made up his wings once were the first to be ground into the paste of meat, muscle and innards mix, only further addidng tot he grit the gems provided, slowly but surely reducing what was once hard, strong muscle into nothing but soft sludge, easily to be absorbed by the insides of the hound. It would take a while for all bones to be worked down and at that point, he would have a rather large amount of them being passed along. With the sludge moving through his own entrails he'd certainly have a bit of discomfort in his sleep, the clutter of gems mixed in sometimes clogging him up before losening up with the press of a bone further guiding them along. Mixed into the bones and tangled up on some of the vertibrae was the leash he had been wearing prior, further getting stuck in the steadily nutrient deprived muck moving through the intestines of the dog.
With the night passing though, the hound would wake with a rather disgusting morning breath, the meaty meal from the prior day having it's toll on his breath. Inspecting himself he had gained a couple pounds at least, being more tubby than before with a decent layer of fat addorning his gut. All those muscles had to ammount to something, after all. Slipping from the couch slowly he gave a short grunt, knowing all too well that the gryphon was nearing the end of his stay within his body, the hound searching for the bathroom of the house. He'd need to get used to the new surroundings... brinding his gems here would be the most time consuming part. Though for now he had more pressing matters on hand. Finding the bathroom he'd look around for a second before opting to go to the bathtub instead of the feral designed toilet... He'd lose quite a few costly gems if he were to go there. Looking over the tub he went to plug it, sitting himself on the rim before bowing himself forth, resting his head on his palms as he gave a few, short grunts, his puckered star flexing slightly while he raised his tail high and out of the way. It wasn't the easiest of jobs to get rid of what he had eaten, the puckered star continuing to twitch and ripple before a rather thick stench emanated from it, the first tip of a log beginning to push free, the very tip of it already glittering as a few of the gems were first to slip through the stomach, mainly the once he had swallowed before. With the first log pushign free, the hound let loose a long groan, curling his toes as a torrent of the fluids from the bird began to spill out of the slit of his, a soft trickle running down the inner rim of the tub to join the first plop of remains.
With the first log out of the way it all went a bit more quickly, more gems encased in brown mud staining the white tub, piling up slowly as pieces of bones and unprocessed feathers and clumps of fur landing in the tub. The dog was decently pained though as everything slowed down again, the tip of something hard beginning to push through as one could only imagine the bleached skull of the gryphon was approaching it's exit, the tip of his beak forcing it's way out, added by the pressure of more of his processed body pushing on the back of the skull.. It made the hound howl though, whining and trying his best to spread himself enough to have it pop free more easily. It did take him a while, plucking at the inner part of the beak with his claws and tugging on it to dislodge it. With an audible thunk the skull soon enough hit the tub, followed by a rapid kaskade of excrement piling on top of it, burrying it in a glittering, bone filled mess. Around the base of it and still hanging from his tailhole was the leas, the loop stuck on the last log which he took his time with, a simple murr escaping him as the pressure finally reliefed itself, having gotten rid of his full feeling. Slipping from the tub's rim he turned around, snorting a little before scoffing.
"Even after bird has gotten the best of treatments he proves to pain Zephyx. Ungreatful gryphon." he snorted, moving over to begin picking at the mess, his claws plucking at the gems hidden in the 'dirt', a few huffs being heard "Gryphon could've just given the gems to Zephyx. Would've kept him from getting dirty." He simply shook his head, piling up the gems slowly and placing them at the other end of the tub to further clean with the showerhead once he was done. Tugging at the leash he pulled the skull free, letting it dangle from the leather strip. "Gryphon is lucky that leash is still intact. Hard to get good ones." Smirking at the empty bone structure he flicked at the bone-y beak, amking it twirl around in the air before setting it to the gems, continuing his cherry picking from the pile.
Eventually having found all the gems he could see he moved over to pick up the showerhead of the bathtub, starting up the water on a hot setting and slowly beginning to clean away at the mess he made, being sure to first clean the gems off with the hot water, placing them in a neat pile outside of the bathtub once they were decently clean. Of course... the smell of his insides would be clinging to them for quite some time, having spent their time in the mess. Working the skull clean he turned it around, spilling the pile into it after they had dried off some, soon aiming straight at the former gryphon, working to work away at the mass, chipping it into smaller pieces that could flush away in the drain and reveal gems that might have been deep in the pile. Once he was certain that all the mess had washed away he turned off the water, moving to the sink and cleaning off his paws to fully rid himself of any muss sticking to them. Once clean he picked up the filled skull, chuckling a little "Zephyx will make use of bird beak. Might be useful for something. More of use than bird was before~" And with that, he went out of the bathroom, beginning his long day of transporting gems back and forth.

10:42 < Zephyx> (Hope that is enough :P)

10:56 < Gyro Feather> <3

10:56 < Gyro Feather> lovely ending~