Double Blind Date

21 July 2016

16:50 < Tragon> Gryphon eatses gryphon? Double gryphon!

18:17 < Gyro> Hey! Just got home from work

18:17 < Tragon> Welcome home! *slrp!*

18:19 GyroFeather squawks at the slurp and the looks up at the jay colored gryphon

18:20 Tragon is a harpy eagle and a tiger! And he sets to work nibbling at the peacock gryph's noggin, right onna crest*

18:25 GyroFeather gives a little chirp as he feels the gentle preening's from the larger gryphon. After all, he enjoyed the attention, and this was his blind date that'd been set up for him on the beach. "So, I'm Gyro~"

18:33 Tragon coos, "Nice to meet you, Gyro! I'm hungry! I mean - Tragon, my name is Tragon!" *The much larger gryphon rumbles, continuing his preening of the smaller gryphon, taking bigger mouthfuls of his plumage until he has his beak open wide enough to threaten to take in the whole of Gyro's head into his gape*

18:39 < Gyro> (Hmmm pet peeve of mine, but would you mind using /me for RP posts? ^^)

18:39 < Tragon> (( I will try to remember this! But I've been doing it other ways for so long sometimes I slip up! ))

18:42 GyroFeather shakes his head as he hears the first words and then nods at Tragon as he hears the actual name. "Tragon, that is a nice name for a handsome gryph." He closes his eyes and relaxes into the gentle preening, though as the beak gets a little wider he leans his head down, momentarily out of reach and fishes through a basket he'd brought. "Hungry though, you say, well I was told to pack for a picnic~ I guess we can unpack that now" The gryphon coos, and begins to pull out some fixings including several fish.

18:46 Tragon tilts his head to the side watching the gryph unpack a meal. Tragon is quite huge though, it might take more than the gryphon has brought along to give him a full belly. Of course, Tragon plots to gobble up Gyro before too long anyhow, so that should fix things up right for him in any event.* "Handsome? Oh! I Suppose I am kind've a pretty bird!" *he headbobs lowering his head to the platters provided, and eating things just about as quickly as Gyro sets them out - he does leave at least -some- for the other gryphie though...*

18:53 GyroFeather admittedly hadnt been expecting a gryphon twice his size when he'd planned this date, and soon had all the treats pulled out of the basket. It amounted to several fish an apple pie, peanut butter, jelly, bread, cheese and some fruit. He frowns though once he realizes that the tiercel had thoroughly demolished the vast majority of his pickings. "Hmmm must have been hungry then...." he comments and then picks up the last fish before gulping it down himself. Already this date was off to a bad start....

18:54 < Gyro> (Of course if say Tragon were to accidentally or purposfully smear gyro with things, like pie or pbnj :D that'd be good too~)

19:00 Tragon tilts his head at the pie, he can't really swallow that without making a mess, but he has other ideas. "What kinda pie is this? You have some first!" he picks up the pie, and holds it up to Gyro's face, then putting it onto his face. "Mrrp! My bad! Lemme get that..." he rumbles, it was quite clear that it was no mistake, but tragon uses it as an excuse to lick and lap at the gryphon's face a few times, making the mess worse if that's even possible... Then he notices the plastic jars of peanut butter and picks it up in his beak* What's this now? *he asks, apparently never having been in a grocery store. He bites down, and the jar bursts, spattering Gyro further... "Erp... That's a silly design for prey..." he notes then notices the bread. "Oh I know this one. It's napkins right?" he takes a few slices out and tries to dab off Gyro off with it, the bread just sticks to him in clumps.... "They're not very good at it are they?"

19:15 GyroFeather opens his beak to answer the question, "App-spppt" the gryphong suptters as he suddenly gets a beak and face full of pie, letting it drip down his feathers and splatter onto his chest. The sweet syrup gets into his eyes, forcing him to close them as Tragon then leans in to slurp over him, working the thick juicy syrup into his down even deeper. "Bleh why did you do that?" He asks soudning irriated, when the jar of peanutt butter splatters down over his head abd back, coating his back in the thick creaming substance. Gyro lets out a loud growl and takes a swipe at Tragon now, escpecially as he uses the bread to smear the goopy butter down his back and into his blue fur. "Just leave. I think this date is done." He can feel the slices of bread sticking to him as well as he brings his claws to his eyes to wipe them off. At least he hadn't coated him in jelly.

19:23 Tragon was just about to offer the gryphon some of the jelly, or ask him what it was, he's not a very civil bird, and he even tried to help the gryphon dry off again! Nothing a little preening can't fix as far as he's concerned, but when the tiercel swats at him, he knocks the jar into the air and tragon struggles to catch it again, fumbling it until it's spilled onto the gryphon as well. "Whaddya mean just leave? You don't have enough badges to control me! And I dont' think you're my supervisor! Here, lemme help you though!" he nibbles on the sandwich fixing covered gryphon, plus a dash of pie. "I might be clumsy but I mean well! And I don't recall being on any date... I'm just the mailgryph!" he squawks, slowly realizing that Gyro is very tasty after being basted in so many varieties of fixings... Hmm... Maybe just a bit more of a taste... And in goes Gyro's head, right into Tragon's beak, which closes around his neck like a guillotine, minus the part where his head is cut off.

19:35 GyroFeather squawks as the warm jar of fruity blackberry jelly spills over his chest and front legs, adding yet another color to the bird's already colorful body. "I mean I dont want your help and I dont want your date...are you not the tiercel I was supposed to meet up with? you sure took intersted like you were." Gyro brings his claws up to push where he feels the gryphon biting and tugging on his feathers. Gyro already had a mildly sweet flavor from the oils he used in cleaning, and the fixings only hightened and overwhelmed that flavor. Gyro lets out a loud scree as he feels the beak clamp down around his head, dripping hot slippery drool into his already sticky coating. His jelly slickened claws reach up to press at Tragon's head as he feels the tongue wiggle beneath his chin.

19:41 Tragon grabs for Gyro's claws when they push, and inserts them into his beak as well... Might as well just gobble up the little ingrate if he was going to be so rude about Tragon trying to help out like this! Tragon's mouth around his head makes the smaller gryphon's shrieking quite muted, muted to anyone but Tragon who take a gulp around Gyro's head and wrests both his head and hands into his gullet while reaching for Gyro's rear to start pushing him into his beak further. Prominent suckling surrounds the gryphon which at least siphons off the toppings from his feathers when another lunge and chomp from Tragon snaps over his shoulders and the foremorst portions of his wings. * "Hrrr! You were the one I had to deliver a note to, but who am I to turn down free food?" He rumbles around his beakful of tiercel. "At least lemme get you *hic* all cleaned up!"

19:54 GyroFeather grunts as he feels his claws inserted into the sharp beak and licked over by the tongue. "L-let me go! Spit me up!" He calls out, his voice muffled by the flesh surrounding him. He feels the throat tug at his head, drawing his beak down into the foul fishy smelling gullet as the walls pulse around him. He's rendered mute now as his beak is clenched on all sides and can feel the sucking on him, as the toppings slowly become replaced with sticky saliva. Still Tragon seems to be able to taste and taste the toppings which never seem to fully come free from his feathers. Gyro kicks with his hind legs as the talons find his butt and tries to flare his wings, only to find them pressed down by the beak once more. He hears and feels the gryphon trying to speak around him, but his body interfere's with the words, leaving the tiercel dumbfounded as to what he's saying.

19:58 Tragon swallows reflexively when his throat feels squirming prey inside it, wringing Gyro deeper into his throat, beak climbing down past his chest before another swallow begins to build around him. "Wait... Dun move... or..." he gulps again, and lifts the smaller gryph off the ground, tilts his head back and bobs a few times, chewing beakily around Gyro's belly. "Yer not helpin me help you!" he complains, he really did -want- to eat the little gryphon, but he wasn't actually plotting to - the wriggly morsel and all his deliciousness makes it difficult to resist when his predator instincts compel him forward (voreward?) even with Tragon grabbing clumsily for his legs, to stop him from slipping down his throat, it doesn't help him much by the time he has hold of them, all that greasy peanut butter lubricates his feet enough that they just slip free, and bobs again, swallowing up Gyro until only his legs poke out of Tragon's beak* Hrrf... S'good... *he rumbles, licking at Gyro's belly and hips, and gives up, tosses his head back and starts bobbing again, no longer even trying to stop himself, it's too late to rescue him anyhow.*

20:09 GyroFeather is only compelled to squirm even harder as he feels the throat rippling down around him and pulling his shoulders into the hot maw of the other tiercel. Once again the words are indeciperable with his body obscuring the tongue, so of course the little bird continues to fight. His hind legs kick in the air and his tail lashes behind him as he feels himself tilted skyward as teh head bobs down over his soft belly. He really couldnt believe that his date was going to eat him. Gyro feels himself pop down into the warm crop of the other bird and finally is unconstricted enough to call out, "Quit swallowing! PUll me out!" Though his legs continue to kick kick in the air. He feels his paws slip down out of the gryphon's talon and cries out again. His body begins to curl into the tight sack.

20:17 Tragon stands up on his hindlegs and tosses his head back again, bobbing once or twice more and sending the tasty little tiercel down his throat the rest of the way. Gyro is all compressed by the gryphon's crop and kneaded by the soft squishy inescapable prison of flesh he's been caught within. Tragon belches noisily before replying. "Yer too slippery! I couldn't! And you wouldn't stop wrigglin so I couldn't stop gulpin! Instincts yanno?" he rumbles, poking his neck a few times, then tilts his head back and swallows again, squeezing the smaller catbird down into his belly the rest of the way with one last push. "Too late now too, it's kind've a one way trip fella! Thanks for the *urp* dinner date though! The other tiercel couldn't make it, they got eaten too..." He points out, and sure enough, there were bones inside the gryphon's stomach already, and Gyro can feel a beak on the skull of it, seems Tragon has a habit of this kind of mistake...

20:19 < Gyro> (Hmmm how do you like your digestion? I can run the full gamut)

20:20 < Tragon> (( I'll try that then, though I wonder if I will have enough time and energy ))

20:21 < Tragon> (( I've been RPing almost all day now, but I'll certainly try. ))

20:21 < Gyro> (I meant I can enjoy multiple levels :P EIther just simple pass out before anything, some medium loss, or full on graphic :P)

20:21 < Gyro> (So what do you prefer :P)

20:22 < Tragon> (( I haven't got a preference, but I can certainly do any of those three things you'd like ))

20:29 GyroFeather grunts and kicks out as the beak closes over his hind paws with a bob and the tongue curls up under neath him. His tail is then slurped up sealing the rest of the bird inside. He squirms within the crop as he hears the rumbling belch around him. He could feel the cheese and fish sharing the slippery chamber with him as he's forced into a tight uncomfortable ball. "You started eating me in the first place so dont give me that! Now cough me back up!" He demands, as he feels the crop squeeze. The wrong hole opens up however and gyro is blasted with the hot sour smell of bile mixed with the sickly sweet scent of the syrup that'd been coating him. Now it really was too late he realizes as the sack seals over him, trapping him with...another skeleton? He could feel flesh still on it too and begins to gag as the stomach muscles squeeze and press around him, working in the fluids.

20:36 Tragon 's stomach contracts sharply around the tiercel trapped inside, giving him a closer encounter with the remains of the first gryphon all up close and personal with his would-be date partner. At least they finally got to meet up though! Soft spongy stomach walls make sure that Gyro is coated with that sickly concoction of syrupy slime that hisses and starts to give a warming senstation to the gryphon stuck within Tragon's stomach. IT doesn't last though, soon it starts to itch and burn instead, starting to cost him both feathers and fur from his continued exposure to the slurry.*

20:42 GyroFeather feels the stomach contract around him and plunge him under the hot smelly acids that had flooded the chamber. His beak, not entirely waterproof, floods with the sweet bitter bile which also floods up his nares and his earholse. He feels himself press and squish into the hard bones in the stomach, causing a painful pressure, before the walls let up for a second, allowing him to claw to the surface and sputter out his foul mouthful and gasp for air. THe first things that begin to itch is his sensititive tailhole, but soon the rest of his flesh begins to join the itching burning sensation as his pretty feathers begin to pull free form his body. The gryphon lets out a howl of fear and bangs his claws on the wall. "You cant do this! Spit me up!"

20:46 Tragon shrugs helplessly, holding his arms in the air like he's surrendering. "I can do this! But it's an accident! I don't know how to spit someone back up! I've never had to *hic* do that before!" he explains, then rubs at his stomach, rolling onto his back and patting his growly stomach that bulges and stretches with the fidgeting gryphon stowed away within. The poor tiercel breaks down rather quickly inside the eaglegryph's stomach, he's almost designed to deal with small critters such as himself, so it's no surprise when his skin is quickly stripped off of him, leaving his insides exposed to the acidic effects, crest is simply gone and he might even be missing some toes and a bit of his tail's length by this point...

20:51 GyroFeather lets out a cry of pain as he feels the claws pressing down into his body and aiding the stomach in its aggresssive massage. Already he could feel his feathers and fur stripped from his body and floating around insdie the stomach as more of him is churned into mushy chyme. "Accident? You dont accidentally swallow another gryphon!" He calls out, continuing to struggle against the walls of the stomach. The air was becoming a little light around him though, making the tiercel get a bit light headed. A good thing too, as this dulled the pain as his muscles come exposed and his blood leaks out into the stomach. The poor bird certainly didnt have much longer left.

20:58 Tragon burps again, and his stomach closes in tighter on the tiercel trapped in Tragon's belly. "You do when you're an apex predator and trying to groom someone who won't stop wriggling! It's stimulus response I promise you!" he hiccups, chirps, and kneads at his stomach, helping break down Gyro further with a little added pressure and making his skeletal structure creak and threaten to give way under the modicum of added pressure, but by then it's difficult to focus on anything but trying to breathe when the juices rise over Gyro's head submerging him under the tide of vitriolic fluids.*

21:07 GyroFeather feels the walls close around him as the monsterous belch echos in his ears, drowning out the gurgling of the stomach and the gryphon's heartbeat. THe tiercel flails in there as he tries to break the surface, but there is no surface to break. His movements slow as he gets more and more lightheaded until finally the poor bird passes out in the powerful stomach, nothing more than meat for the larger bird.

21:07 < Gyro> (Can I get a pellet and disposal? or at least a pellet? :D)

21:07 < Tragon> (( Yeah sure~ ))

21:09 Tragon lays there snoozing after his snack until his body wakes him up to take care of one or two things. Tragon knows what's coming, and coughs a few times, then hacks up a large colorful wad of feathers and bones onto the ground, promptly trotting away from it into some bushes to relive himself, he glances back to note only one skull made it into the pellet and groans softly when he realizes the other will have to be passed normally, so with a hike of his tail and some grunting, the gryphon leaves the rest of the two tiercels in a steamy pile of coiled feces

21:11 < Gyro> :D

21:11 < Gyro> twas fun~

21:11 < Tragon> Agreed! We'll have to do s'more again soon!

21:12 < Tragon> Feel free to hit me up anytime you see me or my alts about, they should be a little more listed on my profile now that I am getting comfy listing them

21:17 < Gyro> alrighty, I'll bare that in mind ^^

21:17 < Tragon> I'mma sign out for now though, I've been at this 8 hours now~

21:17 < Tragon> You enjoy the rest of your evening!

21:18 < Gyro> sleep well!

21:18 < Gyro> you too