A More Substantial Breakfast

30 July 2016

10:59 GyroFeather lazily pushes open the door to the bar and then makes his way over to his usual stool at the front. Taking a sleepy perch, he orders a mimosa and then sips on it when it arrives.

11:00 Miranda Arqayla flashes Michael a smile then has a seat behind the bar for the moment

11:01 Michael Bellmaker huffs and crawls out of the booth, using his paws to brush the lacey outfit into a semblance of its proper shape as it had gotten a little wrinkled while he was laying down. He sashays over to the bar and seats himself next to the gryphon and in front of the dragon, his curly tail wagging ever so slowly. "morning." he woofs, reaching up to pop the ear-bud out.

11:04 Miranda Arqayla waves to Lexus and then looks to the husky at the bar, observing his swaying tail. "You're a cute one. Don't think I've seen you around before."

11:06 GyroFeather turns his head over to give the dragon who joined him at the bar a little wave, and then takes another long sip of his drink. "Does this place serve breakfast?" He wonders aloud.

11:07 Michael Bellmaker shakes his head and blushes "no ma'am... 'm new here." He says with a little flourish of his paws, the painted nails glimmering in the bar-light. "Just saw the place from the road and figured I'd stop by... it seemed like the sort of place to meet interesting people." he continues before wriggling on the seat, trying to get his rump comfy on the stool, though it was a bit difficult as he had those delectable feminine hips...

11:07 Miranda Arqayla smiles at Gyro. "In an untraditional manner of speaking, yes, but in a more traditional manner...we have coffee...maybe toast?" Miranda Arqayla nods to the husky "Well, I think we definitely get our fair share of...interesting people in here."

11:10 Michael Bellmaker giggles and nods, playing with the shoulder strap on his top before looking to the dragon behind the bar. "May I have a screwdriver and some toast perhaps?" he asks. "ooh and butter! Everything tastes better with butter!" he adds excitedly.

11:10 GyroFeather clenches his beak and gives Miranda a bit of a nod before glancing around the room. "Right...well I was hoping for something a little easier...Most of the patrons seem more likely to find a breakfast in this seat..." He responds. His stature was smaller than the average present patron it seemed.

11:11 ShadowKeeper peeks back in to look around

11:13 GyroFeather gives shadowkeeper a wave

11:13 Miranda Arqayla "Those seats are certainly where I tend to find breakfast." She drops some slices of bread into a toaster behind the bar, letting them brown and cook for a few minutes. As they pop out she places them on a pair of plates, sliding them towards the husky and griffon, along with some packets of butter and a pair of knives. "Toast isn't my kind of breakfast, but everyone has their thing."

11:15 ShadowKeeper smiles back to Gyro and goes to sit beside him

11:15 Michael Bellmaker wags his tail as he takes the plate towards him and picks up a slice in one paw and the knife in the other. The canine wriggles and then shakes his head, sets down the knife to open one of the packets of butter, using his mouth to help. In the struggle to open it, the butter slips out of the packet and winds up on his chest, melting and spreading in his fur as he tries to quickly pick it out. "bah!" he barks and sets down the toast to use his paws to open the second packet a little more carefully.

11:18 Miranda Arqayla "Clumsy aren't you?" The dragon leans over the bar and slides her tongue out, lapping the butter off the husky's chest. "Mmmmhmm..."

11:18 < ShadowKeeper> This place sure is livening up!

11:18 GyroFeather shifts his stool a couple inches away from Miranda, casting her a wary eye. As she returns with the toast he gives a nod, and begins to butter it, before crunching it between his beak. "I usually prefer toast as a light snack, espeicaly loaded with honey and butter. But...I suppose it will have to do for now." He makes rather short work of his bread before chasing it down with the last of his mimosa. "At least this helps make it proper. Can I get another Miranda?" He asks, sliding the champagne flute across the bar. His gaze then turns to the dragon who'd taken residence up beside him . "I suppose you have peanuts today like always?"

11:20 ShadowKeeper can't help but chuckle as he watches Miranda. Being addressed, he then turns to Gyro. "None on me at the moment. Were you hoping for peanutbutter toast?"

11:21 Michael Bellmaker gasps as miranda's tongue slides out to drag over his chest, slurping the butter clear. He shudders, his fur all standing on end as he gives a little meep and, seemingly in fright as the predatory creature had just slobbered on him, the toast in his hands winds up tossed in the air before it lands on his head, of course, butter down. "o...oh no!" he barks, reaching up to take the toast off. "Yeah... especially in the mornings... " he mumbles, blushing as he can't stop his tail from wagging a bit.

11:22 GyroFeather gives a nod at him and smiles. "Well...it'd certainly make this more substantial anyways, but I suppose not then. I'll just have to duck out in an hour or so unless I can find someone more substantial."

11:23 ShadowKeeper nods to Gyro, "That I can understand."

11:23 Miranda Arqayla giggles at the husky as she watches his antics "What's your name cutie?" She takes Gyro's glass and refills it with more champagne and juice, then slides it gently over to him, giving him a wink.

11:25 Michael Bellmaker nibbles nervously on the toast for a moment, taking a few bites before setting it down again, trying to make sure he doesn't butter himself up any more. "I'm Mike, miss" he woofs out softly.

11:25 GyroFeather grins back at the dragon, finding himself a little more relaxed now that it seemed the dragon had found someone who caught her attention more then him. He takes a light sip of the drink and nods his approval. "Oh well, its what it is."

11:26 Miranda Arqayla "Mike hmm? I figured someone like you might have a more girlish name. Adorable all the same."

11:26 ShadowKeeper nods to the griffin, "That is true. Can't do anything about it. Just have to find other ways to satiate our appetites, like Miranda there."

11:27 Michael Bellmaker blushes a little bit and wriggles in his seat at the teasing prod. "well... I'm usually fine with being called anything as long as it isn't late for supper!" he woofs cutely and then reaches up with a napkin to pat some of the butter off of the top of his head.

11:27 GyroFeather gives a laugh and shakes his head gesturing at Miranda. "I dont think Miranda is going to let me use her to sate my appetite."

11:28 ShadowKeeper can't help but burst out a chuckle at the griffon's comment. "Haha, hardly what I meant," he continues to smile.

11:29 Michael Bellmaker giggles softly and looks over at Gyro, his tail curling and hiking up a little, making the skirt portion of his top lift up and display his rump "well... I wouldn't mind sating certain appetites of such a cutey..." he woofs, wiggling his pert, feminine rump cutely on the stool.

11:29 Miranda Arqayla tilts her head at the grffin "Pretty sure he wasn't meaning that. The only appetites I sate are those appetites who are partial to dragon's milk."

11:30 Miranda Arqayla quirks an eye at Michael "You like being called anything?"

11:31 Michael Bellmaker giggles and nods back at Miranda with a big grin 'yes ma'am! Anything." he woofs, taking another nip of his toast. it's down to just a corner at this point.

11:32 GyroFeather rolls his eyes at Mike and shakes his head. "I'd rather not get between a dragon and her breakfast. She'd be liable to make that a two courser." The gryphon turns back to shadow and shrugs. "I know, but I couldnt help myself."

11:32 ShadowKeeper just shakes his head at Gyro, still smiling

11:33 Miranda Arqayla taps her chin for a moment "Well...what about..." she leans forward and places her lips right up to the husky's ear, speaking in a low voice only he could hear before flicking the tip of his ear with her tongue.

11:36 Michael Bellmaker gasps and blushes brilliantly as his tail puffs up and curls into a tight ball, still wagging. The slender dog squeaks and drops the square of toast on the plate. "I... I don't know what I'd say to that, miss... I um... I don't think I'd say no..." he woofs, his cheeks pink with the heated blood filling them.

11:36 GyroFeather looks at shadow and then over at Ashiko. "Since our bartender looks a tad preoccuped, mind grabbing something for my friend here?" Its a sad sight to see a patron without a drink infront of him.

11:41 Miranda Arqayla nips MIchael's ear with her teeth, pressing her lips down onto it. "That's what I thought. I know a meat slut when I see them walk in that door." Her belly growled loudly as she started to lick over his face. "Really, meat like you doesn't need buttering, you know."

11:42 ShadowKeeper couldn't help but watch Miranda. Such a fine dragoness! He looks to the bottle Gyro now had.

11:44 GyroFeather graciously hand it off to Shadow, and turns his attention back towards the show. "It would seem so Ashiko."

11:44 Michael Bellmaker gives a whimper as her tongue soaks his face in saliva, his whiskers and fur plastered down in a smooth, hydrodynamic plane by the questing tongue. "y...yes ma'am!" he squeaks out, crossing his paws in his lap as he nuzzles against her affections. It's clear from his posture that he's both terrified and aroused by the proceedings, his shoulders sort of stiff and held close in even as he is practically trying to stuff his face into Miranda's mouth.

11:46 ShadowKeeper smiles and accepts the bottle, sipping from it directly. He just had to make sure not to become too drunk or he would surely become a meal himself!

11:47 Miranda Arqayla opens her jaws wide in front of him, showing off her gullet a moment and letting her hot breast flow over him, the entrance to her throat glistening with saliva. She clomps her mouth shut then traces a claw tip down this chest and belly. "You should probably take off that outfit. It's rather cute and I'd almost hate to ruin it."

11:49 GyroFeather works gently on his drink and turns back to the dragon. He flicks his tail back and forth and gently brushes the feathers up and down his sides. "I keep seeing you around here...But I dont know if we properly introduced. "I'm gyro~" He says, handing out a claw.

11:50 Michael Bellmaker squirms a little as he stands up from the stool and drags the lacey top off first, pulling it up and over his head before folding it neatly and setting it on the bar "m...make sure these go to a good home?" he barks quietly as he leans to undo the clips on his garters, the lace stockings slipping down his legs before he collects them as well to fold them into a nice roll. The slender canine blushes a little bit and gives the softest of hot pants, his silk-and-lace panties tented by his arousal at the humiliating treatment.

11:51 ShadowKeeper accepts Gyro's claw and smiles. "Shadow. Pleasure to meet you." He takes another sip from his bottle.

11:55 Miranda Arqayla smiled as she watched the husky disrobe, then opened and slipped out of her own robe, letting it fall to the floor behind her and showing off her green mass. She reached over the bar and placed her hands under the husky's arms, hoisting him up to stand on top of the bar. She leaned down and started to nibble around his navel, nuzzling and licking over his belly occasionally sneaking her lips up to tease over his nipples. "You are a tasty one. I don't get dog meat all that often." A claw slipped down to hook into his tented panties, dragging them down and exposing his arousal before nuzzling down to it and giving it a long slow lick.

11:58 GyroFeather shakes the claw and then lets go, turning back to his own drink and downing it the rest of it. He reaches over and grabs shadwo's bottle taking his own swig. "Hmmm this stuff's pretty good."

12:00 Michael Bellmaker gasps hotly as he's handled like little more than a doll by the massive female, his tail wagging hard as she teases and toys with him, her tongue slobbering and slathering drool over his body as she takes in his natural, vaguely salty taste. The canine's 4 inch member doesn't provide much of a mouth-full at all as stands fully erect and dripping pre, his small balls dangling a little as she suckles on him. "th..that's too bad, I...I suppose" he woofs nervously, unsure of how to proceed while she has her dangerously sharp fangs so close to his bits.

12:01 ShadowKeeper smiles a bit, grabbing the bottle again and taking another swig. "It is, surprisingly. I can't even remember the last time I had any."

12:05 GyroFeather laughs at the dragon. "But I see you here all the time? And I dont think you're here for the meals...you dont seem like you have neough too you," he says, tapping the dragon's scaled belly.

12:05 Miranda Arqayla slathers her tongue over the canine's diminutive package, taking note of his delicious flavors as she coats his crotch with saliva. She surrounds his cock and balls with her lips, gently suckling on them before teasing her tongue up and up along his rump. Slipping it between his thick cheeks, she starts to poke at his pucker, working its tip over and coating it with her sticky and thick drool before slipping it a few inches inside. She moans as she toys with him, claws running over his full thighs, holding him in place as her stomach growls out ominously, knowing there will be husky meat stewing inside of it soon.

12:07 ShadowKeeper chuckles to Gyro again, "Of Schnapps I meant, sure i have other stuff. And watch it with that claw,* he teases, "just because I'm lean doesn't mean I don't eat!"

12:09 Michael Bellmaker can't stop his paws from reaching down to stroke her head and her horns, his shaft tensing and throbbing in her maw as he can feel the incisors pressing against his shaft and his balls for a moment before her tongue ventures out and slides to toy with his warm, welcoming hole. It's not long at all after she stuffs her tongue into his rump that he blows his load, the thick, questing, muscular organ teasing at his prostate and rubbing him internally in just the right way.

12:10 GyroFeather nods his head, "Oh alright, and it certainly means you havent had any prey recently. I think you keep yourself rather sated on peanuts from what I've seen." He takes another drink of the warm sweet liquor. At least he'd had a little bit of food to soak up the alcohol

12:12 ShadowKeeper nods in agreement. It was true he hadn't eaten recently. Though he didnt fill up on peanuts, he certainly liked them so he wouldn't argue the point. Shadow also takes another drink, his own stomach rather empty and the alcohol was quickly going to his head. This probably wasn't good.

12:14 Miranda Arqayla eagerly slurps up the husky's load, getting a good taste of the additional sauce on her tongue before nuzzling up his belly and licking over his face. "That's a good girl...that's how a dragon butters her meat." She very suddenly slips her tail up between his legs and shoves its tip up his drool lubricated hole, filling his ass with the thick green appendage as she started to pound it into him, using it to pleasure and secure her meal. "Say hi to my colon for me, meat slut." She opened her jaws and shoved them down over the husky's head, her jaws clamping down on his chest as she worked his muzzle into her throat, bulging out her neck with his form as her tongue teased down his body, continuing to drool and savor him. His world would get very dark, wet, HOT, and noisy as the sound of her throat took over and replaced the nearby conversations of the club. The rumble of her gut was obvious and inevitable as she started to inch her lips down his form, working her jaws down as she arched her body overtop of him.

12:18 GyroFeather was finding himself feeling a little more confident from the warm buzz of the alcohol, and scoots a little closer to the dragon. He wraps a wing around his shoulder and leans down to sniff at his neck. "See~ I think you're more the type that's lucky Miranda found breakfast.

12:19 Michael Bellmaker yelps out as the thick tail is stuffed unceremoniously into his warm, slobbery hole, the walls of his own colon squeezing and kneading at it greedily as though it were trying to milk the thick tail. The husky's face disappears into her maw and he keeps his paws in front of him, one of them gently stroking over his sensitive shaft as she gobbles him up, her throat tensing and squeezign around him. As she works her large mouth down onto him and he is forced to bulge out her throat, his shaft is already dripping pre-cum again, seemingly at the thought of dying to feed the gorgeous dragon. The canine's senses are all dulled by the thick muscle and fat and flesh around him and it's absolutely intoxicating, each muscular gulp sending waves of pleasure through his body as they squeeze him painfully tight to drag him deeper towards his fate.

12:21 ShadowKeeper chuckles and nods, though with a hic. He takes another drink from the bottle. "It certainly makes staying alive easier," he says, looking up at the gryphon. He wraps his arm around Gryo's shoulders in return. "Good thing there are never too many hungry predators about!"

12:26 Miranda Arqayla "Glurk...glrpp....gulk..." She swallows, loudly and lewdly taking more of him into her throat. She places her hands onto the bar top next to his feet as she bends over, tits dangling heavily as she gobbles up the canine. Her tongue starts to lap over his hand and crotch as he pleasures himself on the way in, getting another taste of his musky arousal. Her teeth start to slip over and press into his thick rump and thighs, all the while her tail spines pound over his prostate, working in and out of his asshole. Pounding and stretching him, she keeps it up as his backside slips into her mouth, more of his body bulging her throat as she works down his legs. She slurps over his calves before her snout bumps against the bartop. Bent over the bar, she has him completely contained in her rippling, hot gullet, his paws the only thing of his truly visible save for his discarded outfit. She holds him inside like that for another moment, while she savors him and fights off the urge to polish him off for good.

12:27 GyroFeather rests his head against the crook of shadow's neck...and then steals a soft lick as his wings press in a little more possessivly. "Indeed it does. I felt like I was underscrutiny minutes ago." His belly gives a little grumble...seems that toast had worn off afterall.

12:29 ShadowKeeper gives a nod to Gyro, taking yet another sip from the bottle. Hic. "I t-think we all feel under scrutiny around here quite often. Lu-lucky for me I found such a nice gryphon to socialize with. Y-you know, some gryphons thinks lizards are foods, and even dragons!"

12:32 Michael Bellmaker squirms softly in her maw and throat as the dragon fully engulfs him and holds him in her mouth like that, his toes curling as the motion from his own hand playing with himself is visible through the thick skin of her gullet. Feeling her warmth all around him, his fur all slicked down with her saliva, the mat sure to make the slide to her gut swift and final. The canine's pawing gets more insistent as he hears Miranda's gurgling gut get louder. He's nearing his second climax, maybe his final climax as he waits for her to swallow him down for good...

12:33 GyroFeather laughs at shadow and nods his head. "Well they're right you know. I've had plenty of lizards...and even a dragon in my time," He says with a laugh. "I just havnt stumbled across one that catches my fancy at the right time for a bit."

12:34 ShadowKeeper nods some, "I'm glad you're so friendly then."
12:38:34] [30.07.16] -*- GyroFeather nibbles playfully on the dragon's ear frill, and licks upon it, dampening the scales and leaving them glistening whne he pulls off. "Being friendly helps keep one form disapearing around here i think."

12:38 Miranda Arqayla suddenly stands up straight, flipping the husky upside down in the fleshy tube and pulling her tail from his ass and her maw. Looking up at the ceiling she swallows hard, finishing him off and sending his toes vanishing down her lips. The bulge in her neck slipped away past her shoulders and shortly afterwards her gut became more swollen as the dog was forced into the digestive chamber under her bulky exterior. He would be crammed into the tight sack, already anticipating his arrival and prepared to process him into dragon fat. Thick and sticky fluids clinging to his fur as he was forced inside the stuffy humid prison. She leaned against the bar, her belly mushing against the wooden top as she rubbed her hands over her gut. "mmmn....wonderful breakfast indeed---UAAAAARRLP!!!" As she pressed her gut down, she forced the air out of her belly, blasting it out in a big hot belch. "Mmmnnn...excuse me..." Her gut gurgled and groaned as it set to work digesting her meal.

12:40 ShadowKeeper can't help but mrowl at the nice attention to his earfin! That was always hard to resist, especially now. He nods in agreement, "Very true. It can't be bad to *hic* stick together after allllll, right?"

12:43 GyroFeather feels his stomach growl and then links that with the dragons words. "Hmmm sticking together seems nice indeed." The gryphon licks his beak and then opens it, darting it down around the dragon's snout. His claws and wings reach to wrap up the dragon next to him.

12:47 ShadowKeeper raises the bottle to his lips again, but before he can take another sip he finds his muzzle encased in a gryphon's beak! He tries to talk, to reason with the gryphon, but of course he can't like this! He's instantly sobered up and tries to pull his muzzle free, realizing now just how well the gryphon had wrapped him up! This wasn't good!

12:52 GyroFeather clenches his beak down on the dragon's muzzle, using the tooth at the tip to prevent him from pulling out as it digs into the flesh. The gryphon's tongue slathers hot drool over his scales, pulling at the lovely taste of the dragon. Closing his eyes and purring from the flavor, he opens his beak momentarily, long enough for him to dart it forward, drawing the snout up against the gryphon's pulsating throat. His hot fishy breath flows out around the dragon's snout as a gulp draws the beginings of him down into his warm throat.

12:57 ShadowKeeper winces as he feels Gyro's beak on his scales, trying to consume him! He claws at the gryphon with his hands and feet, desperately trying to free himself! No way he was becoming a gryphon's breakfast if he could help it; how embarassing! Not to mention deadly. He manages to growl, trying to get Gyro to back off!

13:02 GyroFeather hisses around Shadow as he feels the claws graze and cut into his wings. The gryphon's talons move down to grasp the dragon's claws as he continues to use his bright blue wings to hold him steady. They dig and scrape against the soft flesh, presing deep enough that they threaten to pierce his scales if he fights too much. The bird preses forward, heedless of Shadow's wants. Another gulp and a dart of his beak and his beak begins to take in the dragon's shoulders. His throat muscles grip and clench across the dragon's snout, holding his jaw closed and working the thick drool into his scales.

13:04 Miranda Arqayla nods and looks over to observe the griffon and the dragon, letting out a chuckle before patting her gut. "I think I need to sleep off breakfast, suppose I'll be back later." She stretches and lets her gut wobble and slosh before strolling back to her private quarters.

13:06 ShadowKeeper tries to roar out as he feels himself further restrained, but unfortunately he cannot. Instead all he can do is writhe more fiercely, wincing as those talons sink into him, desperately trying to resist being pushed further down! But it seems his struggles are in vain as the gryphon takes him further inwards. He feels the sharp beak against his shoulders and he winces, but he knows it is nothing compared to the fate that waited for him deeper inside. And so he struggles, desperately wanting to live!

14:48 GyroFeather makes sure to slather the dragon's slick scales with drool as he feels the the creatures fighting in his grip. The powerful writhing of his prey causes his talons to pierce the flesh and draw a s small trickle of blood that drips donw his tlaons. THe gryphon's stomach grumbles again, spurring him along faster. His throat distends greatly as the dragon's shoulders and then his chest slip down into his greedy gullet. Maybe in another time they could have been friends, but right now the bird was hungry..

14:48 < Gyro> (After a long pause in action :P)

14:52 ShadowKeeper finds himself still sitting at the bar next to the gryphon, who seems to be quite hungry! He writhes as if in slow motion, trying to twist his way free of those talons, though they only serve to slice into him. His heart races and desperately he tries to think of a way out of this. Surely he couldn't end like this! There must be a way out!

14:57 GyroFeather begins to pin the dragon's wings and forelegs to his body as the beak creeps up over him. The bird could feel the dragon's head pressing down into his crop, allowing Shadow to begin to curl up in the muscular sack. He rumbles over the dragon, enclosing his beak over the dragon's claws and working his sharp beak down til it presses against the base of his tail.

15:04 ShadowKeeper cries out and continues to writhe. He did greatly admire beaky predators, but being food for one was not the way he wanted to appreciate them! He feels that sharp beak gliding over his scales as he's tugged deeper and deeper into the dark depths of the gryphon, wishing that he could be anywhere else. How could this be happening to him! He flaps his wings and kicks, trying to escape despite the futility. He knew he was at the mercy of the gryphon now.

15:09 GyroFeather grunts as he feels his crop becoming stretched to its limit as the beak glides up around the dragon's rump. He lifts the creature and turns him skyward, to ease the rest of his journey. The wing tips tickle against his warm flesh as it squeezes over the poor dragon. Gyro closes his eyes and strains to gulp further, and then finally the crop gives, allowing Shadow to continue his descent past that first sphincter and into the foul smelling stomach beyond, which not only reeked of bile, but also had the sickly sweet scent of schnapps and orange juice.

15:14 ShadowKeeper can feel Gyro's beak lifting him skyward and he knows what's coming next, much to his horror. Without delay, he plummets down towards that rank belly, only his feet and tail feeling fresh air against them now! The rest of him was being bathed in a grotesque stench which he knew he would only be adding to. Certainly digesting meat wasn't pleasant to the nose! If only he had been more careful, maybe he could live, he thinks to himself, feeling that beak sealing his fate bit by bit.

15:20 GyroFeather continues to slather over the legs as he darts his head forward. The bulge in his crop begins to shrink as he's instead drawn deeper into the gryphon. As his head presses into the chamber in his belly, the juices that had built up in anticipation splash over the dragon. Slowly but surely Gyro continues to gulp down his meal until the tongue presses back over the hind claws, tickling at them before sealing them down into his throat. And then the tail he slurps up in rather short order. The peacock traces the shape the dragon makes in his throat down til it fills his crop and his belly. THe dragon was too big to fit all the way into either chamber, so instead he remained with ontly his front half stuck in the tight caustic chamber.

15:23 ShadowKeeper can't help but whine and whimper inside Gyro's belly, still struggling as the rest of him is swallowed! However he has no real way to fight back, and the acids builds around him, attacking his scales and every other part of him. Soon he is well on his way to becoming gryphon nutrients; the dragon's form and life fading

15:30 GyroFeather laughs as he feels the creature squirming within his gut and then hops up off of hos barstool. THe bird makes his way over to one of the many couches in there, feeling his stomach swaying with each motion as he does so, before plopping down on his back. All the while the tingling juices slosh around and over Shadow as the muscles squeeze on his form. SHorty after getting comfortably, the pretty blue and pink catbird lets out a massive belch, causing his stomach to clench tighter over his meal's form and releasing much of the air inside.

15:33 ShadowKeeper gasps as much of his air is released and the acids burn around him! He wouldn't last long now, he knew. And hearing the pleasant rumbles from the catbird around him meant he had no hope of help. He was doomed, nothing bot meat now.

15:37 GyroFeather gently rubs a free talon over his bulge, feeling the wigglign motions of the prey struggling inside and feeling it slowly subside. His heartbeat and breathing begin to slow as gyro begins to drift off to sleep into a nice cat nap, allowing his stomach to grow more active and grugle around the poor dragon.

22:17 GyroFeather wakes up from his long nap finally, after the dragon had put him into a long food coma. The bulge in his belly has largely disapeared having long since turned to mush save for the bones that had to be compressed in his gizzard and had instead reappeared elsewhere. A fair amount of new padding lined teh gryphon's rump and gut, though a less fatty looking bulge still remained having shifted to his abdomen. Feeling the urgent call of nature, the gryphon rolls off the couch and then scampers away to the bathrooms to release his load of dragon remains.

22:25 GyroFeather rather quickly finds an empty stall hops into one, taking a seat. He settles into the porceline throne and closes his eyes and lifts his tail out of the way. WIth a heavy grunt, the tiercel begins to squeeze his belly and loosen his sphincter allowing a loud wet rumble to fill the air, eeking out the foul smell of meat and dragon remains. Then come the first set of plops as thick brown logs slowly force their way out of his practice tailhole, curling up along the rim. The foul pile is rather formless and even, with narry a scale nor bone fragment ot give hint of what the creature that the little bird might have eaten. Another fart rings out, followed by much looser liquid remains that splatter amongst the pile until finally the mound in his abdomen is all gone and instead lining his throne. The gryphon angles himself and lifts his leg, allowing a steady yellow stream to run down the slimy pile, adding yet another foul scent to the air.

22:32 GyroFeather hops off and turns to look at the mess he's created and grins. "I think I like you in this form~ You were worse before you were a pile of gryphon shit," he teases, and then flushes the remains away. The bird then closes the lid and begins to gag and cough, taking care of the last bit of his prey to deal with. After a minute a large bulge composed of grey dragon scales and fur compressed around a mass of cracked bones, with a skull that's largely intact stares back up at him splatters down onto the toilet cover. Once again the foul smell of bile joins the air as the slimy fluids slowly drip down and pool around the pellet. With that, the bird wanders out of the stall, leaving the little gift for someone else to stumble upon.

22:34 GyroFeather exits the bathroom with a satisfied look on his beak and shuts the door. His slightly chubbier hips swing as he moves, before he settles himself back at the bar with a grin and then orders another drink.