Snowballing out of Control

16 August 2016

23:33 GyroFeather hits snow w/ a snowball

23:38 Snow the Griff rolls Gyro down a convenient hill, gathering snow as he goes, until he becomes the base of a snowman. the Griff: Hey, Gyro.

23:39 GyroFeather squawks, shudders in the cold as he's wrapped in snow and covered.

23:40 Zero Itamae: Silly birbs

23:43 Snow the Griff says, "Don't complain too bad, Gyro :p. You could have ended up in *this* 'snow'," - and points to his own chest with a talon - "And that has more complications than feeling cold."

23:43 Snow the Griff: Typing that, lol.

23:44 GyroFeather eeps and shudders insid ehis cold ball of ice as he sees the other blue gryphon. Only gyro's feathered head stuck out of the ball, and his body was wrapped up tight, leaving the smaller gryphon rather helpless. "I...I suppose, but I was only being playful..."

23:45 Snow the Griff laughs. "Hey, relax. I like you too much to end your cute little life just yet. I'd rather we both chow down on some ponies or something."

23:51 GyroFeather gives a littel grin at the larger gryphon...and tehn blinks as he takes in teh whole statement. "What? Yet?" He asks, shivering in the mound of snow. It looked like he'd need some assistance to pull him out."

23:52 Snow the Griff says, "Yeah." while brushing away some of the larger chunks of snow. "'Yet'." Snow grabs onto one of Gyro's hind paws that his brushes freed, and gives a mighty pull upwards, neatly yanking the small griffon out from the snowball, and into a steep vertical arc. Snow opened his mouth and pointed it upwards, sure enough standing where the arc would terminate with Gyro coming down.

23:56 GyroFeather squrims in the ice as snow pulls off the chunks and then finds himself slip free into the air at the rather large tug. He breaths a sigh of relief as he crests, only to find hismelf facing down and towards teh open mouth of the larger bird's open beak, with his slippery pink gullet beyond, ending in blackness. "Wait! I thought you said yet!" He says, as he flails in the air to catch himself, but it doesnt look like he's fast enough.

00:00 Snow the Griff unleashes a small 'ulp'-like sound as Gyro plummets beak-first into his mouth, leaving only Gyro's hind legs and backside free. With a wicked look in his eyes, Snow traces a talon down Gyro's shaft.

00:03 GyroFeather lands with some force right down the open beak,and with the timed gulp, finds himself lodged halfway down the throat with a squelching gulp, the hot slippery muscles convulsing around him and working in their foul slime. The stale fishy insides of the other gryphon fills his nares as his head and chest bulge out massively in the throat. His hind legs kick for a moment, before a shudder racks the small gryphon's body as the claws trace across his sheath.

00:04 Bryce Daeless: [sub]Keep it coming, Flanker, this is great stuff[/sub]

00:10 Snow the Griff gives Gyro's unit a small handful of pumps, before venturing further south to his own, and leaving the poor, smaller griffon at half-mast. Snow's eyes roll back, forming a caricature of pleasure on his face, as he plays with his barbed member, and works his powerful throat muscles, sending Gyro deeper and deeper into his digestive tract. With every swallow comes an increase in the size of his bulging stomach, until, inevitably, the bulge is precisely the size of one Gyro Feather plus the thickness of Snow's stomach, skin and coat. He chirps once happily, his mouth finally free of ex-potential-friend-turned-food. "Y'know, I was just playing around, and was gonna spit you out right after you fell in, but... You're a little too tasty, I think. Tell you what, I'm thinking of a number between...1 and 20. If you guess it, I'll cough you up."

00:12 Iron Anvil: mmph

00:16 GyroFeather shudders as he finds the talon teasing at his length, gently causing it to flesh out from his sheath though it never reaches full length before the gryphon pulls his talon away. Gyro lets out a loud whine and kicks his hind legs and lashes his tail as he's left there, until another gulp pulls him deeper . His head pushes through the sphincter into the foul stomach beyond, leaving the poor peacock gasping as the putrid bile ladened air burned at his throat. "Hey spit me out!" He calls as the swallows continue, soon forcing the poor bird into a tiney ball. He squirms in the stomach, causing a handful of bulges that shift along the surface. "13, how about 13" He says, "Just spit me up."

00:20 Snow the Griff shudders with a barely-suppressed laugh, and that wicked look from just a few moments ago returns, looking more smug to boot. "Ooh, so close." says Snow, changing positions so when he cums from playing with himself, it'll be downwards, onto the ground. "Nice knowin' ya though, you delicious little ball of fluff! I'll have to keep an eye out for more peacocks in the future." Swaying from side to side slightly, sloshing Gyro around, Snow says, "Mmm, you like that? I'm gonna cram every peacock griffon I can find down my throat because of this. Since you were too much of a wuss to squirm out from a few feet of snow, your entire subspecies is on the menu. Of course, I'll be happy to show any peahens I come across a good time~"

00:21 Snow the Griff: Uh, since the rules say no public digestion/disposal, I'm not too sure where to go from there unless you want to move to PM, Gyro.

00:21 GyroFeather : pms work!

00:21 Snow the Griff: Okay then, lol.

00:21 Snow the Griff: I've never been pred before, so forgive me if I suck at it >.>

00:21 Snow the Griff: Anyway, I'll do one more.

00:24 Snow the Griff:

00:25 Snow the Griff: (I did two more, lol)

00:25 Snow the Griff: (your turn)

00:27 GyroFeather can feel a bit of tingling from teh stomach acids as he feels them leaching through his fur and feathers to come to soak into his flesh. "N-no! please you have to spit me out!" He calls, flailing around in the stomach as he hears the words and the laughter around him. The walls of the stomach churn around him and push at his form and mix the acids further with him, especially as the stomach sloshes him back and forth. "I-I'll pretend to be a peahen for you. I'll be a good little gryphon, anything you could want," he offers with a rising panic in his voice.

00:28 GyroFeather : (My biggest recomendation for playing pred, if you've been prey a bunch, is do to the prey what you'd like done to you :P)

00:29 Snow the Griff: (that's good advice, though you and I are very different preys, so I'm gonna have to wing it here)

00:32 Snow the Griff's face falls into a mild scowl. "I have no interest in a partner who's afraid of me, and that makes it a little too late for you." With one more stroke, he leaves his proud cat-meat pointing stiffly downwards, pleased but unfulfilled. The talon that was on his dong instead finds its way to his chin in thought. "I don't suppose you're a particularly wealthy bird, are you? Maybe you could pay your way out of this..."

00:34 Snow the Griff: (all you)

00:37 GyroFeather gulps as he hears the bird's rejection of his initial offer and gives another harder push at the stomach, searching out for the entrance to fight his way back up. "I've got some money...yes, How much do you want? I'll be glad to pay you..." he offers with a hope in his voice. Already he coudl feel the tingling growing stronger inside as the acid begins to cause his feathers and fur to molt and shed from his flesh and fill the soup around him.

00:40 Snow the Griff shrugs exaggeratedly, even though no one is around to see. With a constant air of satisfied teasing in his voice, he says "Well, we're talking about trading for your life, right? How about your life savings? You know, everything you own. Being poor has to beat being food. ...Unless you're some kind of freak who's into this, I guess."

00:44 GyroFeather clenches down on his beak as he hears the demand, and then thinks to himself. Surely he can report the bird for theft and extortion once he's free. He then smirks and gives a nod to no one but himself, curled up in the cramped gut. "Alright, fine, you win...I suppose you can have everything...just dont kill me..." He responds, though something is off in his voice.

00:47 Snow the Griff: "Mmm...It's a deal, but the money comes first. Can't have you flying off and leaving me with nothing~" Taking to the air with a mighty few flaps of his wings, Snow continues, "Now, you must know how to get to your house from where we were, right? Just guide me to it, and tell me where all the valuables are..." The bird looks down, giggling slightly as he notes the way his stomach sags even further beneath him with no ground in the way. And he further notes with a small, satisfied purr that he can feel his dick sinking into his belly like this, and that it's very soft, not that intends to fire before things are done.

00:49 Snow the Griff: (your move)

00:53 GyroFeather feels the ground give way below him, causing him to sag deeper in the air and leaving a more elongated bulge, simultaneously ginving him a little more room. The gryphon's movements cause Snow's fur to grind up against his shaft as he continues to move and shift, especially underneath the kneading muscles around him. He winces at the words and then thinks for a second. "its...Its on the north east side of town. A large 2 story house with a workshop on it..." THe gryphon then gives directions. "Just...please be quick..."

00:56 Snow the Griff rubs his stomach and puts on the most overly-comforting voice he can manage. "Oh, sure thing, Gyro. Don't worry, this horrible ordeal will be over soon enough. Now...what number is your house?" Snow lands on the roof of Gyro's home with the heavy thud of someone carrying half their body weight over again in their gut. Having taken a quick survey of the building on the flight over, Snow is content in the knowledge that the house is empty, and him and his 'guest' won't be interrupted. The bird takes just a moment or two to find a window that isn't locked properly, and slips himself in before hauling his stomach over the window frame. Shutting the window behind him, Snow also takes the time to close the curtain, neatly removing any chance of someone peering in and seeing a strange griffon with a belly full of tasty, tasty Gyro. "How are you holding up in there, Gyro?" says Snow, idly poking his own gut with a talon. He hears only a sick gurgle in response and wonders if he took too long in reaching this place. "Well...if you can still talk, now's the time to tell me where all your important stuff is. You know, wallet, jewelry, if you have a safe..."

01:03 Snow the Griff: (your go)

01:09 GyroFeather jostles around in the stomach as each beat of the wings sends him tumbling around. The friction against the walls of the stomach, combined with the powerful acids working on his body pulls more and more of his pretty feathers out into the stomach. Occasionally he finds himself plunged beneath the bitter bile, getting amouthful of the foul flavor before he comes back up sputtering once more, feeling the sting on his tongue. Finally he feels himself set down and breaths a sigh of relief. THe gryphon lets out a squack of discomfort as he's squished against the rest of the gryphon with the sharp edge of the window sill digging in. They were in Gyro's room, with some rather ornate furniture decorating it. He winces as he feels the talon and shakes his head, finally hearing a voice after having been subjected to too long, the churning gurgling gut and the rapid beating heart and quickened breath of the exercising bird. "I've got some stuff in my closet...no safe though, and plenty of other nice things throughout the house...just spit me up...I can feel it starting to burn."

01:09 GyroFeather : (Also this isnt IRC, you can do long messages in one post :P)

01:10 Snow the Griff: (I know, I know, but it feels more natural to have line breaks. Since it's a PM, and you can see whether or not I'm still typing, it's better here than in public chat, innit?)

01:10 GyroFeather : (alright, its fine. Just a little weird is all :P you can also put in line breaks with ctrl+enter)

01:10 Snow the Griff: (oh snap I didn't know that)

01:10 Snow the Griff: (thanks)

01:16 Snow the Griff mmms softly while looking down. "Alright, I suppose that's enough." he says, and flexes his stomach muscles strongly...holding Gyro neatly in place, and very pointedly *not* forcing him back up. "Then I suppose this is the part of things where I reveal that you've been had. See...I could let you out, loot this lovely home for anything that strikes my fancy, and be on my merry way...or I could finish digesting you and do the same thing. It's not a hard decision, really. Well..." he trailed off, looking for something soft and surely important to Gyro, at least slightly, before settling on a pile of unfinished blueprints he spotted lying around. "...maybe a little hard." and with that, Snow leapt over to the papers, leaned back, and began masutrbating in earnest, intending to spray all over the precious drawings, ruining whatever Gyro had been working on most recently.

01:17 Snow the Griff: (I am making some assumptions here, but, I'm pretty sure you're some kind of engineer, right?)

01:17 GyroFeather : (ye ^^)

01:18 Snow the Griff: (Phew. Okay then. Your move btw. Probably your last one." the Griff: *)

01:24 GyroFeather feels the air pressed from his lungs as Snow squeezes his muscles tight around his form, and then gasps for that same air, though its begun to grow stale without any refreshment, leaving the bird lightheaded. The peacock winces and gives a whimper as he hears the gryphon explain his predicament, shaking his head. No, this couldnt be happening to him. I thought he wanted to not eat him... An idea lights up in his mind. "W-wait...I've actually got a safe underneath the stairs...but I'm not going to give you the code until you spit me up," he bluffs back. Still it seems Snow is ignoring him and instead makes his way into the office, causing the poor bird to sway. He feel the jostling as the other bird begins to get off, and punctuating it with a loud cry. The shudder would force the rest of the air out of the chamber, causing the little bird to gasp in the lack of air, and taking in a breath of liquid instead. The acid burns his lungs briefely as he thrashes before finally the poor peacock passes out in the gryphons stomach, rendered nothing more than a piece of meat for his captor.

01:35 Snow the Griff feels his pleasure taper off at the same moment Gyro's life finally ends, in a cruel mockery of lovers experiencing a simultaneous orgasm. Jabbing his gut a few times, just to make sure, he says, "Y'know, this has been the best day I've had in quite some time. I should ruin the lives of little wussbirds like you more often." Snow turns to the blueprints. "Now..." Snow begins, finally letting go of his prick, engorged with satisfaction as it is. "Let me just make sure these are totally unusuable..." and he looks closely at the blueprints he ruined just to heighten his arousal with sheer spite. He notes with bemusement that he only managed to really mess up a handful of them, with the majority being really quite salvageable. Snow leaps up onto Gyro's plush, fancy bed, kicks his feet up and says, "Oh well. I've got at least a day or so before anygriffon tries to come looking for you, right? Plenty of time to wait out my refractory period over and over again." He snuggles a bit harder into Gyro Feather's pillow, groaning with pleased exhaustion. "And when you're all done in there, well, I'm sure I can find some gizmo or other you were working on, and dump you into the mechanism, fucking it up forever."
Already having begun idly toying with himself once more, Snow continues talking to a room with nothing in it but himself, some food, and a whole mess of very nice things to take or ruin as he saw fit. "I'm so glad you threw that snowball at me..."

01:35 Snow the Griff: Alright, I think that's good. Thanks, dude. I actually really liked this.

01:37 GyroFeather : :D cool cool, twas fun. Practice makes perfect for predding of course. Just take not a bit more as you play for things to steal ^^

01:38 GyroFeather : i will bed now thppugh

01:38 Snow the Griff: I...I'm not entirely sure what you meant by that last sentence.

01:38 Snow the Griff: But you're clearly pretty tired.

01:38 GyroFeather : *take note a bit more

01:38 Snow the Griff: Oh, yes, I see.

01:39 Snow the Griff: But yeah, that's sorta what I want as prey. To give the pred *everything* I possibly can, you know? Really focus on their triumph.

01:40 Snow the Griff: Should we share this with the room or something?

01:55 Snow the Griff: Oh well. I'm fine with that if you end up deciding to.

01:55 GyroFeather : you can share it if you'd like :P

01:56 Snow the Griff: Hey, you're back! I guess I'll dump it in pastebin then.

01:56 Snow the Griff: That how things are done around here?

01:56 GyroFeather : pastebin works ya

01:57 GyroFeather : anyways I'm an hour late for bed...nini

01:57 Snow the Griff: See ya, Gyro.

02:04 Snow the Griff: Well here it is http://pastebin.com/q6gzv6eH

02:04 Snow the Griff: Not sure if the site lets you see messages you get while you're offline or whatever.