Stats

The RP has a total of 25 lines, 1417 words, and 7818 characters.
The average line consists of 56.68 words that themselves average 4.52 characters taking about 4 minutes, 38 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 11 lines, 762 words, and 4244 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 69.27 words that themselves average 4.57 characters taking about 6 minutes, 2 seconds.
Zuthal said a total of 14 lines, 655 words, and 3574 characters.
Zuthal's average line consists of 46.79 words that themselves average 4.46 characters taking about 3 minutes, 14 seconds.

16:37 Zuthal flops on GyroFeather

16:37 < Zuthal> there :p

16:38 GyroFeather oofs

16:39 Zuthal seems to be quite a bit plumper than usual today... and belches a hoofful of soggy, blue feathers into Gyro's face!

16:39 GyroFeather grunts as he's splattered with a mess of feathers and then makes a face. "Eww...gross...that smells of your insides."

16:40 Zuthal licks his lips a little. "Oops... sorry, I just had a quite tasty pegasus for dinner"

16:42 GyroFeather snorts and then shrugs, shaking his head. "Well...it could have been worse. At least it wasnt another bird, or a unicorn," he says with a grunt. The bird brings a claw up to brush the feathers away.

16:43 Zuthal chuckles a bit and slurps over the griffon's face. "Well, I could change that quite easily! Do you still count as both, then?" he asks with a giggle, the griffon being quite pinned under his plump form

16:50 GyroFeather squawks at the slurp as he's pushed over and then shakes his head, making a face as the hot slime mattes down his feathers. He grunts beneath him and pushes his talons up at the large heavy tatzl. "W-what? I dont think...umm...dont eat me..." he says, sounding a little fearful in his voice. "I-I've not even called you a monster yet today..." He then freezes and gulps, before following that with a sheepish look.

16:51 Zuthal wraps those talons up in a coil, binding them together. "See, that's where you're wrong... I don't need a reason to eat you, you are just there and tasty and that is all I need~ Plus, I thought you were into that pegasus, I should at least reunite you two as padding on my rump!" he says, before opening his mouth and stuffing Gyro's forelegs and his face inside

16:58 GyroFeather pulls his talons at the tendrils as they're bound together in the hot slippery flesh and shudders. He can smell the hot foul breath of digesting meat hanging on the tatzl's lips as he speaks. He feels the stomach squeeze and churn on top of him, revealing a partially melted form inside as he squirms. "W-wait...i was just gonna eat him at some point. D---mmmph" his words are silenced as he's stuffed through the hole to the hot slimy cavern beyond, which drenches his head. His cinnamon flavor tickles at the tatzl's tongues as they rove over his form.

17:01 Zuthal purrs happily at the griffon's taste, his coils matting down the feathers with sticky saliva as he takes another loud gulp, pulling the griffon's head into his throat as he nibbles along his chest. The tatzl would respond to the complaint, but his mouth is rather occupied at the moment with a tasty dessert, so he just keeps swallowing and slurping, his hooves squeezing Gyro's rump.

17:09 GyroFeather 's ears pop with the pressure of the sound of the gulp around his head, drawing his shuttered beak and the start of his head into the hot tunnel ahead, casting him into darkness. He can feel the teeth pressing down into his flesh, tearing at his feathers as the tatzl chews on him. The bird gives a loud whimper and kicks with his hind legs, squirming and trying to extricate himself from the perilous situation as the hto flesh continues to creep around him.

17:13 Zuthal purrs happily all around his meal as he keeps on slurping him down, nibbling over the griffon's belly and slurping over his soft rump and sheath as his talons and beak press into the tatzl's stomach, pushing into the lump of half-digested pegasus. A few more gulps seal Gyro's fate, but not before he plucks out one of the feathers that adorn the tip of his tail, that would make a good addition to the tatzl's collection~. "Aaahhh... there we are. Well, if you really wanted to eat him... I think there's still some of him there!"

17:23 GyroFeather 's form steadily creeps down the hot slippery tube, making a large shapely bulge in the throat as he slowly is slid deeper into the large pony like monster. As his belly slips over the hard, gnawing teeth his head begins to press out into the active stomach, instantly assaulting his nares with the sour sickly smell of vomit and meat stewing away. He screes in fear, before his noises are silenced by his head getting pushed down beneath the muck and giving him a mouthful of teh bile, which burns at his tongue and makes the bird on the verge of adding to the mess. A couple more gulps and he sputters to the surface, spitting out the muck. He squeals as his feather is plucked and thrashes, slowly sliding all the way iniside. "E-eat him? Gross No, just spit me up...I'll make it worth your while!"

17:25 Zuthal shakes his head, massaging his large belly as the thick muck starts to itch and burn at Gyro's skin, seems there is still enough of that potion around in the stomach. "Oh, but you are much more worthwhile to me as food~ Now digest like a proper meal should... though do keep squirming, it feels quite nice~" he purrs, the strong stomach muscles squee zing against Gyro as they are already hard at work breaking down the former pegasus.

17:29 GyroFeather grunts as he feels some of the air in his lungs squeezed out as he's pressed inot the meaty form of the former pony, which splits some under the pressure, spilling what can only be entrails out into the stomach. Gyro lets out a loud squeal at that sensation, and then another one as he begins to feel the itching burn at his flesh. The thick chyme works its way between his fur and feathers, carrying the same of the pony, and getting every knook and cranny coated. Gyro claws at the stomach as he feels himself massaged around, making shapey bulges. "D-digest? N-no! Please...I'll give you all of my pretty feathers...you can humiilate me..."

17:31 Zuthal chuckles darkly and keeps massaging his stomach, helping it to break down the large amount of meat inside as the thick chyme strips off Gyro's feathers and fur, starting to burn at his skin. "I already have all the feathers I need for my scrapbook, and this is the best way of humiliating you, turning you into nothing but food!"

17:39 GyroFeather could already feel his feathers and fur molting under the assault of the liquids, especially as the exposed bones of his companion scrape along his flesh. The bird begins to cry out of desperation. "I-Im not food," he protests, pushing out. "Plus no one would know anyway..." He was beginning to burn now as the exposed skin deteriorates under the effective enzymes.

17:39 < Zuthal> (Sorry to break this off, I have to go to bed)

17:40 < GyroFeather> (aww tease!

17:40 < GyroFeather> (does this mean you're saying sorry about how you've treated me over my bird?)

17:46 < Zuthal> (I am not saying anything :P)

17:47 < GyroFeather> ( -_-

17:47 < Zuthal> (I am acknowledging that he is okay for food :P)

17:47 < Zuthal> (Not as tasty as the blue pegasus, though)

17:55 < Zuthal> (Goodnight you silly birb!)

17:55 Zuthal (takes a Ruzeth to snuggle into bed)

18:16 < GyroFeather> (Nini

18:17 GyroFeather (replaces ruzzy with a birb

18:17 < Zuthal> (Nuh)

18:17 Zuthal (rejects, has taken the zebra)

18:17 < Zuthal> (I am wanting a cuddly zebra, though!)

18:18 < GyroFeather> (adds an additional zerba bird then. Horse n burb

18:18 < Zuthal> (Nuh, a zebra :P)

18:18 < GyroFeather> (zerba is horse :P so you still have

18:19 Zuthal (eats the bird, snuggles the zebra)

18:19 < GyroFeather> (poor ruzbirb

18:20 < Zuthal> (He is not the true Ruzeth!)

18:20 < GyroFeather> (xP

18:20 < Zuthal> (That one I am currently snuggling)

18:21 < GyroFeather> (should feed my birb to one of my horses

18:21 < Zuthal> (Gotta gay with that cute zebra some more, too! And I guess you can have an apology)

18:21 < Zuthal> (well, we did have that "zebra garbage disposal" RP :P)

15:13 < GyroFeather> Zuuuuzuuuuuuu!!!!

15:20 < Zuthal> ye?

15:21 < GyroFeather> its your post~~~

15:21 < Zuthal> but I am minecrafting!

15:21 < GyroFeather> and I'm working :P multitask :B

15:21 Zuthal baps GyroFeather

15:34 Zuthal noms on GyroFeather

15:34 < Zuthal> I gueeessss I could

15:35 < GyroFeather> :d

15:37 < GyroFeather> err :D

15:37 < GyroFeather> capslock >.<

15:38 Zuthal rolls over onto his belly, squishing his huge belly underneath his plump body as he keeps up the happy purring. "Sure, of course you'd say that... but you'd just run and tell the guards anyways, and I can't risk that! So you're just gonna stay in there and digest~"

15:41 GyroFeather grunts as he's squished beneath the heavy weight of the tatzl, also pushing what remains of the pegasus onto him. The poor bird struggles to remain above the liquid, thrashing around. "N-no...I meant how can it be humiliation if no one knows I was tatzl food...." he says weakly protesting hes position. "Surely it would be worse to pluck me?"

15:43 Zuthal shakes his head, pressing in against his gut with both hooves as he can feel the bird struggling against the tough walls. "Oh, it's enough that I get to turn you into a meal~ And besides, it's too late for you anyways, if I spit you out now, ponies will start asking questions about your injuries, and I can't have that."

15:59 < GyroFeather> (Sorry had to run out to the yard for a moment

16:01 GyroFeather gives a shriek as he feels himself pressed down underneath the liquid, that then devolves into burbles as the hooves hold him there. The sour meaty bile flows between his beak and over his tongue, burning the soft flesh and making him gag at teh foul flavor. His lungs burn for air now as his skin slowly melts away in the chamber.

16:21 < GyroFeather> (Boop)

16:52 < GyroFeather> (Zuzuuuuuuu! D:

18:01 < GyroTech> :D I'll even not birb all tomorrow just for you then :D

18:03 Zuthal lets out another loud belch as he hears Gyro gagging and drowning inside his gut, purging all the air from it even if the griffon could come back up for air. After he feels his meal's struggles cease, he gets up to his hooves, shaking his rump a bit before he makes his way home to nap and digest that large meal. The next morning, he wakes up to a flatter, but still chubby belly, and quite a large addition to his rump. At least Gyro could finally be useful for something!