Snack at a Pet Store

24 July 2016

11:37 < Gyro> P

11:37 < Ecru> >w>

11:37 Ecru Tether is probably more sub tonight

11:38 < Gyro> :D Gots an idea^^

11:38 < Ecru> ... Uh?

11:39 < Gyro> if you wanna play sub!

11:39 < Ecru> What >w>

11:39 < Gyro> you hate planning though!

11:39 < Ecru> Well, long planning. I prefer people just pouncing

11:41 GyroFeather feels his stomach rumble as he walks down the street. Hmmm....he really really wanted some meat, but it was 3 in the morning, so anything that catered to him would likely be closed. A store though, catches his eyes...a pet store. That's almost the same as an all you can eat meat stop isnt it? The gryphon grins, especially when he finds while casing it that a window is cracked open. Forcing it open a little more, he slips right in to what seems to be a store room.

11:44 Ecru Tether hadn't much to do after having dealt with a rather bite-y filly not too long ago, and sitting at home in his bathroom seemed a much better idea when it came to tending to a set of bitemarks in his membrane. With the door cracked open and the bath running, the bat let out a series of hissed groans as a cotton bug covered with alcohol ran over the wound. Above the sound of running water, the sound of a window creaking downstairs was enough to rouse his suspicion. Though that suspicion was little more than a peek out the door.

11:48 GyroFeather looks around the room and frowns. Just bird seed, toys, and aother foods for the creatures he caught. On another day, the seed might have caught his attention, but he was craving something a little more carnal. The gryphon slips out the door of the storeroom and makes his way to the front of the shop where the animals are kept. The first cage to catch his eye is the one with the parakeets. He pops it open and grabs one of the birds in his claw, bringing with it an alarmed chirp and waking the sending the rest of the birds chittering. Shit...maybe this had been a bad idea.

11:52 Ecru Tether waited for a few moments, his radar of an ear swiveling from left to right as if trying to pick up on something quieter than the footsteps of a mouse. Hearing nothing and eager to get back to his bath, the squaking, chirping and rattling of cages made Ecru groan in frustration. Water off and door flung open to fill the upstairs coridoor with light, Ecru stomped down the otherwise dark room. A single hop down the stairs to hit the bottom floor, he appeared out around the corner for his slitted pupils to scan out across his store. Expecting a snake to be loose, or maybe one of the rodents, those were his first targets, each one getting little more than a second once he realized the latches of all were shut firmly.

11:58 < Ecru> (Prod)

12:00 GyroFeather at least silences the one bird he'd grabbed, by shoving it down his gullet, breaking its neck with his beak, so that it didnt fight all the way down. He grabs another rather expensive green bird and tosses that down too. He had to get the m to shut up before he made too much of a commotion. Little did he realize that it already was too late, as the chirps are enough to cover up the pony's hoove steps. At least there were only about 10 or so in here. He'd be done soon enough.

12:03 Ecru Tether watched in horror, with the bird's noise and the fact for his size, the stallion was rather silent on his hooves, he had managed to come up close to the griffon as he swallowed down his birds. One by one, he watched them disappear, and the sickening crunch a few of them made almost made the thestral vomit. Caught between rational thought and immense anger at the sight of his beloved animals being murdered, he ducked his head down and without warning, galloped full speed into Gyro's side, there not being much of a space between them. Needless to say, his head hit the griffon square in the side of his stomach, at least the bat could get him to cough them up. What was, left of them anyway.

12:12 GyroFeather finally manages to gulp the last one down and lets out a purr. At least the loudest fo the things were gone, even if the rest of the shop seemed to be a chittering. His crop and belly felt rather full of the birds. Such a lovely meal. Just as he begins to glance for his next targe, he's caught square in the side by the charging stallion, causing him to yelp and tumble over onto the ground. His eyes seek out his assailant and instantly fall upon the tan bat. "W-what? WHat are you doing here this late?" He asks, frightened. He'd been caught red clawed...what was he going to do now? The one thing he doesnt do, however, is regurgitate any of the prey he'd just had.

12:15 Ecru Tether didn't even stop to answer, he might have been a bit taller than the usual stallion, though this was a griffon... Tackling the bird like creature into the floor, Ecru screeched loudly and planted his hooves firmly down into the bird's neck, unable to contain the long list of profanity that spilled from his lips in Thestral tongue. Most of it just sounding like squeaking... "SPIT OUT MY PETS NOW! SPIT THEM OUT OR I'LL CALL THE GUARDS!" His voice loud enough to wake the rest of the animals into shifting around their enclosures or adding to the noise with little chitters and squeaks, his hooves pressed right down into the Griffon's crop as the owner of his most recent prey growled. "I swear to Celestia spit them out!"

12:20 GyroFeather grimaces as he looks at the stallion and feels the hooves against his neck, right where it meets his chest. The pressure on his crop was rather uncomfortable as the hoof rests in there. As the muscles of the chamber shift, the bat might even get the impression that some of his pets were alive still. Panicked, the gryphon rather isnt sure what to do or how to responds. He's real quick to nod his head though. "I-I cant do it with you standing on me like that. Let me get up first if you want to see your precious bird." he responds, wincing from the pressure and hte pain in his side.

12:23 Ecru Tether laid his ears back, animal cruelty was something that stung the bat right to the heart, leaving him feeling stabbed. Wanting nothing more than to see them freed, dead or alive, He gave the griffon's crop several firm stamps, squishing the muscles beneath. "S-spit them out! If you don't, s-so help me...." His demanding dying down into a whimper, he slowly backed up to stand on the floorboards, wings flaring out to touch the shelves either side.

12:24 < Ecru> (Please don't eat him while you've got dead birds in you x.x I really, really don't want that.)

12:24 < Gyro> (Alright, I wont)

12:25 < Ecru> (Unless you can make it very, very hot >.> And I mean, descriptive and arousing. Otherwise, you're deeply tormenting both IC and OOC.)

12:25 < Gyro> (Good thing you said so...I totally would have :P I find messing things in stomachs and stomach contents hot :P)

12:26 < Ecru> (Well if you can make it all very, very enjoyable, than go for it, >.>)

12:27 < Gyro> (Nah I am not gonna promise that, because I'm not sure I can for you. And I dont want to then put you through something you wont like ^^)

12:32 GyroFeather gives the pony a nod and gets too his feet once more. He closes his eyes and begins to hurk. The large bulge in his crop seems to come up all at once and with some effort a splat of a ball of broken birds, with their wings and fathers all entangled with each other hits the ground. Hot bits of slime fall off of their body and pool around it as he gives the pony a sheepish grin. "Uhhh...well there they are anyways..." he says, biting his lips. "So...you said you were going to let me go without calling the guards right?" He asks, watching the stallion for any indication of lying.

12:35 Ecru Tether stared at the drool dripping ball that had hit the floor for the longest while until his attention was drawn to the rows of empty cages, each one driving his sadness right up. He loved animals, never thought that he would lose so many to one greedy griffon... Paying him no mind, asides from making sure everything else was locked, the bat went about taking down a small box to scoop up the deceased mess, another trot around the corner of his counter to fetch a lid to seal the box shut. He had lost all focus on the griffon by now, even going as far to forget he was standing there in the store. Instead, Ecru had retreated upstairs with the box filled with the broken dead, leaving Gyro alone and in silence, asides from his once again, empty belly.

12:43 GyroFeather watches the bat with a bit of nervousness, especially when he fails to get a response to his question about telling the guards. He didnt get why the bat was so sad, however, they were just animals, and they werent even his pets. He was just trying to pawn them off on someone else. At least thats what the gryphon thought. He hangs there in silence once more as the chittering dies down when his belly gives another grumble. And yet, as he looks around, he knows that he certainly couldnt get away with eating any of these creatures now. For that matter...He's the only pink and blue gryphon he knows of...this could get complicated. Gyro sneaks upstairs and begins to look for the bat pony, figuring the only safe thing he could do now is dispose of him.

12:46 Ecru Tether didn't go far, or anywhere particularly hard to find, in fact he had gone right back to the bathroom while leaving the door wide open. The bath while still letting off plenty of steam was not properly filled and as inviting as the water seemed, the bat had sat himself down on the floor before the toilet, its lids closed and the box of birds sitting on top. "I guess this is what I get for not more properly looking after the store when I lock up... But I didn't think it would be someone ELSE eating the animals. I more thought the snakes would..." Mumbling to himself and at an angle that he couldn't even see the door out the corner of his eyes, the bat sighed quietly and hung his head, oblivious to anything the griffon might have decided to do, even his ears for the moment were flat.

12:52 GyroFeather spots him through the open doorway and then stops, lingering there for a second and testing his own mettle. If he went through with this he had to finish it. But if he didnt...well Ecru already knew. He settles on a happy compromise and then sneaks up behind the large bat. His talon rests on his shoulder rather heavily and suddenly, holding him where he is. "Look...I'm sorry I tried to eat them without buying them first. I was hungry and everything is closed. I've got some bits on me though. Let me buy them off of you and we can pretend this never happened?" Gyro offers tentatively. If Ecru accepts it, then surely all is made right here. The gryphon's stomach gives a menacing growl as it hovers behind tha bat's head.

12:57 Ecru Tether reacted far slower the second time around than he had the first, and beyond the lifting of his head there wasn't much else. A sad pair of eyes locking onto Gyro's for just a moment, he gently brushed a hoof down over the talons but failed to dislodge them, the hold was actually slightly alarming. Not bothering to struggle against it or even ask why, the bat glanced down to his box and sighed as a defeated mumble left his lips. "Forget the bits, you're not getting the birds... I'll bury them out back, not in your stomach... if you had just knocked, heck, peeked in through a window, I would have given you anything you wanted out of the kitchen..." Loosely, he waved a hoof back towards the door. "Take what you want that isn't one of my animals, leave what you think's fair on the counter..."

13:08 GyroFeather frowns down at the stallion as it seems that he had no intention of letting him have the birds after all. This only confirmed, in his mind, that the bat intended on letting the guards no about them. His claw grips tighter as the hoof presses against his his claw, not letting it move. He dips his head down and nibbles on the bat's ear. "Well...Then I have one last question. Wha do you think the going rate of pony is? Especially given that I cant trust you not to tell the guards." The pressure on his back grows a little heavier, and the claws move down his sides to pin his hooves against his fur.

13:12 Ecru Tether perked his ears right up as something clicked in his mind, well, a few things did all at once. The first being he was about to become what the birds didn't, and there wasn't exactly going to be an angered stallion to save him. The other was something much deeper that caused Ecru's wings to flare out and his cheeks to catch ablaze. In truth, he was a thoroughly trustworthy pony, betting moreso than many others, but that wasn't what came out of his muzzle, no. Instead, all that came out were the confused little squeaks and and mutters as wide eyes stared down to the set of hooves now held to his sides. Possibly the weirdest part was his lack of a struggle. "I-i, H... I-i never go against m-my word b-but, you want me?" He knew what the griffon wanted, all to well what the griffon wanted, but his eyes gained an almost hopeful gleam as his head tilted back, gaze locking with Gyro's.

13:19 GyroFeather rolls his eyes down at the little stallion and licks over his beak as he meets his gaze. "Well you havn't exactly told me that you wouldnt go to the gurads now, have you? And I think I'm pretty identifyiable...so yes...I want this tasty looking pony." He leans down and nibbles on his snout and licks over it before pulling back off. "I'm going to swallow you down and melt you away, and by the time I'm done with you you'll be the highest thing a pony can aspire to, an unrecognisable lump of gryphon shit and a messy brown and white pellet." He teases, espeically as he feels the wam flushing of the stallion beneath. Did his prey actually want this?

13:25 Ecru Tether felt, scared and that could have been heard from the light patter of his heart in his chest, or perhaps it was only his sensitive ears that had picked it up... A little miracle against the loud rumbling that his ears had been full of for the last few moments. Ecru opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out, nothing other than a whispered urk as the male's tongue ran out over his snout, leaving the light brown fur matted with drool. The more he spoke, the smaller the thestral felt and the less he had to argue with. His gaze being dragged down to the toilet a mere foot in front of him, the stallion swallowed loudly before managing the smallest of words. "... I-it's obvious by now i'm not going to make you see i'm telling the truth.. B-but, at least leave my animals alone? O-or open their cages before you leave...." Panicking within his mind and screaming to himself 'Why aren't you running!?' The thought that hit him next was just as alarming. "... K-keep the pellet. I... if you want me as a meal, m-maybe you can find someone to bring back your... 'purchase' from the pellet..." Either the bat was delusional, mad, or, the act from before was really just that.

13:34 GyroFeather watches the pony's gaze turn to the white bowl in front of him and giggles. "Yes, thats exactly hwere you're going to go, little pony. With as much of you as there is, you might even clog it." He then giggles as he hears the request and nods his head. "Sure, I'll give you my word. I'll open all the cages and leave the back door open so that they can escape and be free," he offers. But his stomach gives another loud rumble, and so the gryphon finds that he's quite done talking about eating, and ready to get to the actual eating. His beak opens wide, revealing the pink wiggling flesh beyond the hard yellow exterior, as hot globs of drool drip down over the stallion's face. Gyro's hot fishy breath tickles across his snout as he holds it open and breathes out.

13:39 Ecru Tether weakly nodded as their deal was made and flinched as the first heavy strands of slimy spit oozed down to cover his face in several places, carving their way down across his fur while the muzzle shut tight and his ears laid back. The sight of the pink flesh above was both frightening and arousing, welcoming enough to make the bat sit still, even though a set of large talons were already doing it. Excited was something Ecru was far from admitting but none to shy about showing as his wings tucked in by his sides, flattening out along his back while his eyes shut in time for another heated blob of spit to drool out over them. Muffling a whine, he once more spoke up, even while the scent of Gyro's breath invaded his nostrils. "A-and what's left of me? Th... The bits you could up? W-would you be inclined to find a way to make me whole again? Not as to let me loose for me to tell the world but... W-well, y'know, pet store... S-sells animals.. S-so...."

13:44 GyroFeather giggles as he feels the pony go absolutely still, rather astounded by the fact that it seemed that if not wanting it, the pony at least was fully willing to cooperate with his fate. Perhaps he worreid about his animals if he put up too much of a fight. Those wings even fold flat against his sides to make this much easer for him. He's about to go down when he hears the question. In response the gryphon makes a noise ambiguous enough to be taken either way. With that the beak darts down over the stallion's muzzle and then slides up across his head, plunging his face into darkness. The hot slippery muscles of the mouth clench and smear the drool over his fur, as the tongue undulates under him and tastes him.

13:48 Ecru Tether didn't get the answer he had been hoping for and having it occupying his thoughts, Ecru could only and silently pray that the griffon wanted further use of him. If the Griffon had caught sight of what was tattoo'd on the stallion's hips, he might have guessed why the thestral was so quick to co-operate. The chance to serve such a large griffon had him writhing... The light of his bathroom blotted out by a griffon's voracious beak, Ecru's body shuddered in Gyro's grip as face met dripping flesh, muzzle buried into the back of his throat while soft, thick fur matted itself against the contracting tube, rolling across drooling walls. Chin grinding past the roof of the bird's mouth, Ecru released a short gasp as his tongue entangled itself through his mane.

13:57 GyroFeather tastes the stallion for just a little bit, before he finally closes his eyes and gulps around the pony, pushing that snout into the hot ring of muscles that lay beyond. The slippery flesh contracts and pulls with each gulp, soon drawing the pony's head into his feathered neck. The head bulges out quite a bit in his throat line, showing the shape of the stallion. The gryphon feels himself continuing to not struggle and decides to see just how cooperative Ecru would be. His claws retreat from the sides of the stallion, though they do over close enough to catch him if he begins to struggle.

14:02 Ecru Tether felt strangely at home with his head clamped past Gyro's beak and did nothing to break away, any and all movement focused in the slight shifts against the floor while the rest were his head nuzzling itself down into the depths of his throat, catching itself between the tugging rings of Gyro's throat. The thought of being swallowed whole, nothing more than a writhing lump buried deep inside a squirming gut aroused the stallion beyond sane reason, something that soon became apparent from the inches of shaft that hung limp from his sheath. Feeling the talons fall away, Ecru gave out a strong jerk, though it didn't go in the direction one might imagine. Instead, he kicked up off the ground, bending himself back as the bulge in Gyro's throat grew in size, the thestral's head diving deeper down to its slimy tomb while his forehooves pushed themselves past the lining of his beak, a stallion's muffled moans pushing through the layers of warm pink.

14:09 GyroFeather brings his talons to bare rather quickly as he feels the jerk, fearing that the stallion had had a change of heart after all. This was all reflex, however, and as he realized it was merely the pony pushing himself deeper into him he relaxes once more. The gryphon opens his beak a little wider as the forehooves shove inside the warm slimy hug of his insides. The shove had been unexpected, but not unwelcome as he'd been forced to take a couple inches of pony. Oh...and look at that, it seems Ecru was getting off on this after all. Gyro brings a claw around to the shaft and getnly teases over it, while he uses the other claw to move ecru around. Now the stallion was on his back, inline with a a laying gryphon with his hind legs bent against the tub, for extra leverage if the bat wanted.

14:14 Ecru Tether was too busy to bother squirming as the griffon dragged him about, the welcoming warmth that teased his muzzle was what the bat sought and as his head writhed, squirmed and worked to bury itself deeper, it was a high urge to find it. By now, Gyro's stretched beak laid out over the eager stallion's lower chest, shaft pulsing and throbbing as it leaked a salty line of pre out across his stomach, growing thicker and firmer with every idle stroke till it bumped the griffon's nose. Allowed to lay flat while a set of shifting hind hooves hit the bath's side, Ecru used them to push against, readying for another boost while a forehoof tucked his tip down beneath the predator's upper beak and with it safe, tucked inside the fleshy imprisonment, Ecru's hind legs sent him down with a wet, slobbery squelch. By now, he had pushed everything above his belly into the dripping maw, writhing and gasping as every inch of matted fur pushed against the hot walls of Gyro's innards.

14:20 GyroFeather grunts as he feels the the stallion push off again with another wet noise. He swallows as his gullet strains to accommodate the rather impatient bat pony. The stretching is almost uncomfortable from the rapidness and his mouth is left rather dry as the fur absorbs much of the liquid that had been present in it. Ecru would feel his head pop into a little bit larger of a chamber now as he reaches the sack at the base of the gryphon's crop which begins to expand to take on his prey's form. The hot roll around him and squeeze over his form, working in their slime and giving him a tight loving embrace. Gyro could see the shaft twitching in front of his beak and snorts. His talon gently teases over the head and length, playing with the pre and smearing it over the sensitive flesh. Finally it wraps around ti and begins to stroke up and down it gently as the gryphon scoots forward to put the hooves up against the tub once more.

14:24 < Ecru> (Oh my god stupid shortcuts, I hit one and just lost half a paragraph)

14:25 < Gyro> (ugh bah... >.< )

14:28 Ecru Tether wanted to escape, he wanted his body to agree with his mind but the warmth, the wet, welcoming warmth had Ecru almost pleading for more... Head first to break into the sticky, slimy pouch at the base of Gyro's throat was enough to make the stallion moan in delight as forehooves wiggled their way from throat to crop to help ease in the decent, stretching slightly out the tiny, dark space as inch by inch, Ecru worked his way down. Another, final kick was enough to see the rest of the bat's belly past Gyro's open jaws, hard and throbbing cock robbed of the momentary pleasure to instead grind its flare over the roof of Gyro's mouth. If sexual attention was what he wanted, it seemed he would have to find a way to bring his 'purchase' back. Afterall, it was doubtful the store owner would have anything to say in the next hour. Shivering from top to bottom while one end squirmed an the other throbbed, Ecru's kicking stopped the moment his hips sat outside Gyro's beak. All it would take now was one good gulp and a toss back of the griffon's head to send the eager bat tumbling.

14:36 GyroFeather feels his crop adjusting to the new presesnce rather well as the stallion stretches out his crop. After another thrust, he feels the shaft slip up between his beak and against the roof of his mouth. Slowly the tip pressed into the warm coaxing walls of teh gryphons throat as well. At least the throbbing walls might be neough to give the stallion pleasure if he did indeed seek it. With that, the gryphon curls his tongue up beside the tail and between teh cheeks. The tongue pushes it backwards as his head darts forward and up, sealing the last thick part of the stallion away into his greedy gullet. The throat grips tight and forces his prey down to curl up in his crop as the gryphon darts up a couple more times. With that the hooves descend down his throat too, leaving the pony curled up in a tight ball.

14:44 Ecru Tether knew that by now his fate was sealed just as sure as the beak had the moment his hooves disappeared past, left to shift and kick against his contracting throat as every gulp and dart forcefully stuffed the stallion into his last 'safe' stop before he fell into the growling, churning belly somewhere below. He didn't have much time left and the thestral was eager to use it. Already curled in a tight ball that caused most of his form to cramp, an open mouth was all the invitation his twitching dick needed before it pushed itself inside to the hilt, leaving Ecru balls deep down his own throat in a perverted self suck. Muffling his own moans as hooves, tail and head all bulged out in awkward angles against Gyro's chest, several hefty loads pumped themselves down the bat's throat while a jerk back launched the rest across his face and the dark, pulsing walls all around. One more chance to perk the bird's interest, he rolled around to press his cheek out against the slimy crop wall. "P-please? Find away to later let me live, and I promise you wont ever be without an empty belly, something just to grasp, or a more than eager toy that would love nothing more than to duck beneath your belly for a chance to engulf the heavy shaft I know you have...!" While muffled and soft, the eager, almost pleading affectionate tone rang out, instantly replaced by a vibrating purr as the bat buried his muzzle into the pools of saliva.

14:55 < Gyro> (Sorry was fixing lunch, back now)

15:01 GyroFeather brings a talon down to stroke across the lump the pony made in the base of his neck, running over the uneven bumpy surface as he feels it wiggle within him. The gryphon sornts as he feels the motions and hears the lewd moans within, indicating that his prey was having a rather good time inside himself. The gryphon's belly churns and growls beneath the stallion, but with as nice as the pony had been , he felt obligated to at least let his meal finish. As he feels the shudder Gyro lets out a loud laugh and kneads him around in the slippery chamber. THe voice of the stallion is rather muffled, but he can make it out well enough. "FIne, I'll keep your pellet, and if I find a way to bring you back maybe I could do with a little toy, one to bring back to play with and then tuck away when I'm done~ Easier than keeping a pet fed, you understand," he responds.

15:05 Ecru Tether nodded, enough that the simple motion was grinded up and down over the slimy walls and even into the talon outside. "I-i understand, fully!" Happy, even with his dangerous position, Ecru surrendered himself to the internal workings of the griffon, ready for the final little leg of his journey as nothing more than a fulfilling meal while occasionally his hooves pressed outwards. "N-ngh... Pushed down into the confines of your belly, brought back just so I might get a taste of griffon cock? Or even better, have it crammed so far up my rump I feel it grinding against my stomach? F-fn... Gurgle me down as many times as you want."

15:12 GyroFeather gives an amused little snicker as he hears the call and then obliges him. Perhaps the little bat wouldnt find himself nearly as eager once he reaches the hot sack, but that was no matter to teh gryphon. his fate was already sealed. With that, Gyro loosens the end of his crop and allows the stallion to begin to slip down into his hot wet gut. The acidic smell of stomach rolls over ths pony's snout, burning his nose hairs as his body plops into a well prepared gut. The minutes of teasing and his near encounter with the bird meal left his stomach full of the liquids that would unite him with the bat.

15:16 Ecru Tether couldn't take back what he had said earlier now even if he wanted too as the griffon pushed him from one area to the next, one comfortable, tight pouched traded for the larger, wetter one. Landing with a blorping splash, Ecru's body caused Gyro's belly to bloat out as every loose kick of a hoof pushed out against his stomach while inside, the bat fought for air and an area to escape the strong, sudden sting that encased every little fibre of hair. On an instinct, the thestral started to again panic as hooves, wings and head all squirmed, battered and pushed for room while Gyro's gut held him in tight and captive, disallowing anything to climb out of the churning, acidic mess. Coat breaking down, lungs and nose filled with the stinking burn and everything covered with a numbing pain, the entire ordeal for Ecru was painful, panic inducing and life threatening while to the griffon, a muffled set of cries and a swaying belly.

15:26 GyroFeather feels the heavy load begin to settle into his eager belly as he rolls off to the side, letting Ecru begin to make way into the hot chamber. There certainly was no escape fromt eh liquids to be had, and on top of that he'd been pushed down too far for Gyro to bring him back up even if he wanted to. THe powerful muscles clench and squeeze at his form, kneading the powerful fluids into the little bat's flesh. His flailing does find him a shifting surface where there's a small pocket of air that he'd be able to gasp from each time a contraction loosened for a second. The scent is rather foul and unbearable and acid hangs in the air buring his lungs. The gryphon though, could only feel the soft gentle massage of the panicking stallion, and hear the muffled cries from within. "Still looking forward to being gryphon shit, you little sick bastard?" The tiercel teases, his words echoing around the large stallion.

15:32 Ecru Tether hurt all over and it would have been pointless to scream, even if already the acidic juices had eaten their way inside, dissolving, turning to mush, liquefying every part of the stallion it could reach. Submerged again and again by the kneading of the griffon's talon's, the thestral's throbbing and reddened itchy rod still grinded through his gut, prodding and burying itself amongst the unbearably hot folds of his gut as winces and inhales of pain fell victim to a chorus of eager and pleasured moans, Gyro's quiet words not helping the situation. "G-gods, as bad as it sounds, Y-yes! Digest me down, bubble me away till there's nothing left, turn your prey into a-ah..." Growing weak and tired, head heavy and muddled, Ecru gasped as everything but his muzzle decended into the green slop. "H=help this bat along in becoming n-nothing more than a heavy, stinking coil of griffon shit, useless for anything more than c-c....cc..lo.." Scrunched back into a ball and shoved below the surface, Ecru's next inhale ended with a lungful of juices. Quiet and covered in an unbearable heat, Gyro's belly shifted and grew for just a few moments more before coming completely still, muffled mumbles giving way to the sounds of meat being digested.

15:38 < Gyro> (What was he trying to say? :P useless for anything more than Clo :P)

15:39 < Ecru> (Well, with the end left, I'm sure you'll figure it out~ Ngh... Is it wrong to always love this bit?)

15:40 < Gyro> (I always love thi sbit too! Its sooo good!)

15:41 < Ecru> (Mrph! Ecru did it to the unipone, and time for Griff to do it to the bat. It's so nice to have a partner who shares the love for the whole Digestion and Disposal. *Shall try and wait patiently*)

15:42 < Gyro> (Oh! Just figured it out :P)

15:42 < Ecru> just can't get right into the end of vore if it doesn't end with the last bit. But so many people don't like it. Will be quiet now)

15:43 < Gyro> (I thought you prefered your endo :P

15:44 < Ecru> (I think that's gone now... You have, no idea how the little tease just made me, 'unf.'...)

16:01 GyroFeather cant help but laugh as he hears the bat's begging and then draws a talon over the pony's head. He couldnt imagine anything wanting to die and become his food, but that was certainly its prerogative. He sighs as he hears the words die off in the bats lips. It takes him a second to realize what the pony was getting at, but then he smirks. Yes, certainly this sucker was too small to handle the future gryphon shit. He feels the still piece of meat churned aorund hin his stomach, and slowly gets to his feet. His belly drags along the ground, as the stallion had been slightly bigger than himself, until he makes his way to the bat's bed. He barely slides onto it and then passes out into a little food coma. His stomach, though, remains hard at work as it kneads and squishes the form inside, slowly melting it down and turning it into a round shape before the sludgy chyme empties out into his body. wakes with a start the next day as he feels a rather pressing need behind his tail. He tries to let out what he thinks is just a little fart, but it seems like not all of the bad had agreed with him. The wet smelly gas brings with hit a small bit of sludge that dirties a spot on the bat's bed. With a blush and a squawk, the gryphon darts up off of it and rushes to taht room where he'd had his meal the night before. Hiking his tail, he loosens his sphincter, allowing a more solid brown log to begin to press out of his rump to splash into the water below. This was just the first glimpse of the the bats new higher calling. Several more hot brown logs fall out in quick sucession, filling the small room up with a rather rancid scent. By the time the gyrphon is done and he steps off, he's left panting while the soft brown creamy mass that once was a brown pony is left curled up to the rim of the bowl. With a grimace, he looks at the new form, which has not a scrap of fur or bone in it. "Well thats certainly not going down. groans. A new worry makes itself known though, as his gizzard had finished pushing the more solid remains into a nice compact ball. A little bit of pressure at his gullet begins, and the gryphon begins to cough. The solid mass of fur and bone slowly begins to make its way up his gullet in a large bulge. The brown mass, almost the same color as the shit he'd just let out, plops down into the sink with a wet splat, adding a different foul scent to the room. A skull stuffed with fur and broken bones stared out at the gryphon as he giggles and pick it up. "I dont think anyone can save you from this" he says, though true to his word, he throws it into his bag. Noticing the box of birds, he gulps those down once more, rather letting them fester in the room, and then he pulls the handle on the toilet. heads out. As the gryphon makes his way down stairs, he can hear the steady running of the bowl as it strains to take down the mass, but instead continues to run, dissolving and sweeping it away from the sufrace til it can finally force it down. The house would certainly flood and end up permeated with Ecru's presence. In the meantime, Gyro goes through the house and flicks open all the cages and exits, leaving the back door open for all the animals to get free. Who knows, maybe one fo the snakes would find a rather lucky pony to make its meal.

16:01 < Gyro> and wall of text :P

16:04 < Ecru> Squee~ Now if you don't mind, I need to fall asleep. Gotta get up for work in like 4 hours but I just had to finish this with you.

16:04 < Gyro> xP sleep well

16:04 < Gyro> hope you enjoyed

16:04 < Ecru> ish gonna snuggle the hell out of the burd as he shnoozes though. Also enjoyed it greatly, stayed up till 6am for it. Also promises a very eager lil bat if he manages to bring him back. But passing out now...