Otterfying a Bird

31 August 2016

22:48 Arin the Bui otters

22:49 Bryce Daeless otters harder

22:50 GyroFeather slips a yellow lifering around bryce's neck.

22:50 < Gyro> Someone get the orange fur dye

22:50 < Bryce> Rude

22:50 < Thoshan> You'd have to split his tail, too.

22:51 < Gyro> Or graft another one on

22:51 < Jack> I was gonna say tape another one on but that's also an option

22:51 < Bryce> I'm not a fan of this concept

22:52 < Gyro> Thats ok, food doesnt get a say :P

22:52 < Bryce> Then why do you get a say? :B

22:54 Arin the Bui is a much bigger fan of bryce being buizelfied owo

22:54 Bryce Daeless votes that Arin get otterfied

22:54 Arin the Bui already is an otter owo

22:55 < Gyro> indeed~

22:55 < Gyro> I'd pokemonify gyro if there was a gryphon poke.

22:55 < Bryce> Not otter enough!

22:56 < Gyro> Oooh I know the best way to Buixelfy bryce!. Arin open up :D

22:57 Bryce Daeless puts Gyro into the buizel :|

22:57 GyroFeather squawks as he bumps into the more interesting otter.

22:59 < Bryce> Super rude

23:00 Arin the Bui is confused, who is in his mouth?

23:00 < Bryce> The rude gryphon

23:00 Arin the Bui would lick over gyro's face, quite content with this situation~

23:02 GyroFeather opens his eyes rather wide once he's realized he's managed to land head first in the hot slippery maw of the otter. He shudders as the tongue licks over his soft fruity pink feathers before bringing his claws to push at the pokemon's chest. The hot stale breath of teh creature rolls over his nostrils, giving him just a taste of further down below.

23:03 < Gyro> [sub]wonder if he's eaten recetnly enough for that to be on his breath~ (and perhaps inside as well :B)[/sub]

23:03 < Bryce> [sub]I'm pretty sure he ate somebody earlier on today[/sub]

23:07 Arin the Bui would slurp his tongue over Gyro's face, quite enjoying the taste of the fruity bird. matting down his feathers with his own drool. "Mmmm~ soooo tasty~" The bui's breath would carry the scent of pizza, and the scent of an umbreon carried by the bui's hot, heavy breath. "I don't mind having more food tonight~"

23:11 GyroFeather gags from the hot greasy breath mixed with the dull meaty scent of something long gone. The bird pulls back as Arin speaks, only to topple backwards into a sitting postion. Hot oily spit hangs off his feathers and holds it close to his flesh. "W-well...thats what that otter is for..." he stutters out, scooting backwards.

23:15 Arin the Bui continued to press forward, holding the fruity tasting gryphon still so he could gain on him, pressing more of his slimy flesh over him. "Well, i could go for both of you, don't worry~ I never feel quite satisfied until i have my gut around everybody that i can~" He would press himself further over the gryphon. "Mmmm~ you're going to be swimming in pizza remains, as well as maybe catch a glimpse of umbreon fur if you're lucky~"

23:18 GyroFeather gulps and folds his crest back as the buizel leans down for another lick as the creature then presses his body against him, holding him tight. The bird gives another squawk and pushes on the otter's belly. "W-wait...why dont you eat him first?" He asks, watching the tongue move in front of him, and over his neck feathers, soon leaving his head coated in drool as he's forced to stare into teh undulating throat.

23:22 < Gyro> [sub]I know...its such a shame[/sub]

23:22 Arin the Bui would ignore the gryphon's words entirely, pressing the gryphon's body further into his maw, putting his face into his throat, which reeks of pizza, probably because he had a half digested one in his stomach. He would use his new purchase, aka his esophagus, to gulp the gryphon down, his short arms pulling him deeper inside, his undulating muscles helping the process, taking the gryphon in at a much faster rate now that he has two ways of pulling. "Because, you're the one who went into my mouth first~"

23:25 GyroFeather clenches his eyes shut as he slides in past the teeth and against the hot flesh till his beak and face crest against the back of the mouth. He can feel it squeeze and pull at his form as the tongue wiggles beneath his neck. The bird is cast into darkness, forced to listen to the muffled mumbling words of his predator as he's drawn ever deeper. The foul scent merely gets stronger now, and the muscles hold his beak closed, silencing the poor bird as he squirms.

23:29 Arin the Bui would press on, determined to consume the gryphon, licking over his throat as he pulled him deeper, before getting to the most challenging part, the shoulders. He bui would stretch himself even more to nomf around them, pulling the gryphon in with his throat and arms, successfully putting the shoulders into his maw. The hard part was over now, now the gryphon would be forced to endure the fate of being sentenced to his gut.

23:33 GyroFeather keeps his claws on the soft furred chest as long as he can, but as the creature crests up over his shoulders, they begin to slip as they're forced against his sides. The gurgling stomach and thumping heart were getting even louder as the bulge of the bird's head steadily makes its way down towards the chest, pulled by the tight rolling grip of the throat. He digs his hind legs into the ground as he is shifted forward, doing his best to stop.

23:37 Arin the Bui would not seem to care about Gyro's efforts to stop his descent, his insides too slick and elastic to get any real purchase. The buizel would slurp more of gyro's body into his maw, using his strength to lift him up, ulping loudly, bringing the gryphon down at a much faster pace, getting all the way to his legs and tail with the aid of gravity. There wasn't much left, but what there was, the bui wouldn't mind some help ulping down~

23:42 GyroFeather suddenly feels offbalance as he's shifted up to the sky, letting his weight fall down towards the open mouth of the hungry otter. His hind legs kick futily in the air as his front talons glide down into the slippery flesh. THe bulge disapears down into the chest and pushes out against the entrance to the stomach, which after a moment of hesitation, spreads like a glove around his beak, flooding him with the foul acrid smell.

23:44 Arin the Bui looks over to Thoshan, pointing to the last parts sticking out of his maw, offering him the chance to push the gryphon the rest of the way in, totally not wondering if he could get away with nomming you in the process~

23:51 Arin the Bui would shrug, tilting his head straight up, ulping down the rest of Gyro greedily, filling out his belly quite nicely, a blush coming over the Buizel's face, as he would rub his gut, which fills out with the gryphon's form, looking over to Bryce.. "Well otter boy, i guess it's your turn, isn't it~? I hope you didn't think that i'd skip over you just because i ate that fruity gryphon, did you~? Because if you did, you are highly mistaken~"

23:54 GyroFeather lets out another squawk of protest as he slides into the slightly larger chamber, before slpashing down into the oily mess of food around him. It soaks into his coat and provides him with a greasy film that runs over his body. THe smell is absolutly foul as the acrid scent of bile mixes with teh scents of cheese and onion, and even the pokemon from before. The bird flails in the chamber as his bulge disapears down the otter's throat, leaving him confined tightly. The walls grip around him and knead the squishy substance into his coat.

23:54 < Bryce> [sub]Maybe later, you look full enough already :p[/sub]

23:56 Arin the Bui would groan, laying on his back, with his stomach wriggling around from its occupant's movements, the bui rubbing it quite firmly, letting out a loud [b]Bruuuuuap![/b] before sighing contently, looking over to Bryce. "Fair enough, but, do you think you could come over here and help me with these belly rubs~? There's plenty to digest, my belly can only do so much~" As he would speak, the amount of digestive fluids would increase, coating the bird in it more than he currently was

23:59 Bryce Daeless smirks, plopping his rump down next to the buizel and placing both forepaws on his squirming gut. "This could be achieved~" he says, starting to press his paws into the vague form of the gryphon inside, rubbing wide circles in it.

00:01 Arin the Bui lays back with his tongue lolled out, gesturing Thoshan to come and join in the belly rubs if he felt like it. "Mmmm~ that little morsel likely won't last long, soon he'll just be bui bui pudge~"

00:04 GyroFeather curls even tighter as much of the air leaves teh stomach, clinging to his form a little tigher now. He can feel the itching of his body already begining as the acids soak into his form, loosening his feathers. The burp itself echoes in his ears, causing them to ring and deafening him to the outside, which he could feel from the rubbigns against his form. He's nearly completly submerged with very little air inside now, and it was getting hotter there too. His struggles continue as best as they can, not that that was very well as constricted as he was.

00:08 Arin the Bui would groan in bliss, his loud belly bubbling and sizzling within, but glurbling and glorshing on the outside. The gut would start to tenderize the bird, making the rubs from the bui and the otter much less resisted, almost like it was already liquifying the gryphon. The buizel would belch again, taking a whiff of the scent, getting a whole mixture of pizza, bre, and fruit. The fruit would be the strongest though, being his most recent meal and all.

00:09 < Thoshan> I think he's already there, but...

00:11 GyroFeather screes and begs to be let out as the acids rise up once more from another burp, casting the poor gryphon's beak underneath the sloppy mess. He gets his beak flooded with the foul bitter substance which burns at his tongue and his throat, and feels himself growing light headed. The bird's struggles slow as he's further and further exhausted until finally what was once a pretty little peacock gryphon passes out beneath the gentle rubs from the outside, left as nothing more than meat to be used up.

00:15 Arin the Bui would chuckle, giving his belly a firm pat. "Wait... there it is~ birdy boy succumbed to my gurgling gut~ He should be honored, really, i mean he gets to pudge out my belly, making my smooth, tubby belly even smoother and tubbier. Heck, i'm going to enjoy just digesting him, and then adding him to the belly he once desperately tried to escape~"

00:18 < Gyro> [sub]poor birb~[/sub]

00:19 < Arin> [sub]or lucky birb~?[/sub]

00:27 < Gyro> (boop~

00:28 < Arin> (want shat out now~?"

00:28 < Gyro> (Indeed~

00:37 Arin the Bui would sigh out as his meal finally stilled. It had been an effort getting him, indeed, but the bui thought it was worth it to have him squirming down, and then gurgling away to his unfortunate demise. The otter would get up, and start to walk away with his sloshing belly, which currently contained lots of bird soup, as well as the bird's skeletal structure. The gut would slowly move the chyme downward into his intestines, where the bui would get all the nutrients he could from the remnants of the fruity bird, his intestines unable to absorb the feathers or the bones, moving them downward for when they eventually reached the end of their track. It would take a couple of days for the buizel to digest and absorb his big meal, the majority of which he would spend in the water, occasionally giving his belly a good slosh, reminding himself of the gryphon that was no longer in this realm. He would sigh, as a few days later, his sloshing belly would slosh no more, and he would feel a familiar, natural pressure from inside his tailhole. It was time to release the bird. He had served his sentance, and he had given all he had to give. With that, the bui would get out of the water, and squat down. It would take a bit, but eventually the buizel convinced his hole to open, letting a log of digested gryphon slip out onto the ground, the bui blushing a bit as he forced more and more of the plentiful logs out of his pucker, bones and feathers sticking to them, as well as a few bones that had to come out on their own, with fecal matter attached to them. The bui would grunt, one final clench popping the gryphon's skull. "Ahh.... that ought to shut you up for a while, bird~"

00:39 < Gyro> :D thanks for that~

00:39 < Arin> no problem~

00:40 < Arin> have fun fertilizing the grass~

00:40 < Gyro> it is all he's good for anyways :P

00:40 < Arin> it's the inevitable fate of all prey, really~

00:42 < Gyro> ye, but most prey do more than look pretty before reaching that point :B

00:42 < Arin> fair enough, but then again, looking pretty just makes him more likely to be getting acquainted with pred intestines~

00:44 < Gyro> Hard to get aquainted when one is soup at that point :P

00:45 < Arin> true, but who needs to think that far in advance~?

00:47 < Gyro> indeed~