Post Feeding Guilt

27 September 2016

20:00 GyroFeather wanders into the bar and takes a seat near the front. He orders a fruity martini and taps his talon on the bar.

20:03 Bryce Daeless arches his brow at Ethan. Interesting to see another in here... "There is, but she just went through the back."

20:05 Ethan Freeman looks down at the small otter (at least, small by comparison to the one he just saw slink away), "Damn - how am I supposed to pay for everybody's drinks if there is nobody on duty?" he asked as he waved towards Lacertius "What's up," he said, with a self-assured smile on his face.

20:06 GyroFeather perks up at that offer of free drinks and then waves a talon towards Ethan. "Just hop on over and pour some drinks for people. They'll mark anything you grab onto your tab, at least what they catch on the camera."

20:07 Bryce Daeless is about to pipe up again, but Gyro beats him to it and he shrugs. "What the peacock said."

20:10 Ethan Freeman looks down towards Gyro and looks over towards the bar - he had no idea how to make his own drinks, that's what he paid people for, "They catch everything on camera right?" he asked before glancing up towards the security cam, "Hey, I'm paying for everybody's drinks from when I walk in to when I leave. Yes, ALL of them," before he glances around, "500 bucks to whoever mans the counter, I have no idea what I'm doing with those," - he was clearly a dino with lots of money to throw around.

20:11 Bryce Daeless blinks. "Well... That's pretty generous of you, what's the occasion?" The otter is more used to the bigger sort of predator coming in and throwing their weight around, not their money. But either way, he isn't gong to complain. He dives over the bar and pours himself out two pints of stout~

20:11 GyroFeather laughs and then looks around at the crowd. "500? I'm not sure that thats worth it. Have you seen what seems to happen to the bartenders around here? They end up taking a trip to the bathrooms." He takes another long swig of his fresh drink, finishing it off. "Someone better hurry up quick though, I need another drink."

20:13 Bryce Daeless barely comes up to countertop, but he sets the two pints to one side and smiles. "Just to let everyone know, I'm not very experienced but I've been told I have good paws." He looks around then drags a box over for him to stand on.

20:14 Ethan Freeman laughs a bit, "No occasion... well, just moved into town actually! Crew is moving stuff into my new house, my agent recommended this place for if I ever get hungry and need drinks to wash it down with," he says, "And it's nothing really! Got plenty where that came from,"

20:16 Bryce Daeless leans against the bar and smirks up at the I.Rex. "So can I getcha something for yourself, big man?"

20:17 GyroFeather slides his empty glass over at Bryce wtih some amount of force behind it and watches with hope to see it clatter down off the table. "Well get to work you little water rat~ I need another something fruity...and then maybe later you can put those paws to good work.

20:19 Bryce Daeless stop the glass just before it slides over the edge of the counter, watching as it almost tips over the top of his hand, catching it with the other. He glares back at the peacock. "You know, you're the second gryphon in here to call me a water rat. And was that supposed to be some kind of come-on? Because I'd need to be a looooot more drunk for that."

20:20 Ethan Freeman ponders a bit, thinking to himself as he glances around the place for dinner - he could probably pack away any two of the smaller patrons... but for now... "Martini I suppose..." he considers the otter as well, seafood? Nah, not while he was dispensing drinks. The I.Rex glanced over towards Gyro, the gryphon, and reached over to pick him up in a talon, looking at him hungrily, "...and just wondering, never been to this establishment before - is everybody free game here or does the owner have a stock that they prefer you pick from instead?"

20:21 < James> Hey y'all.

20:24 GyroFeather taps his talons as he waits for his drink to be mixed up and shakes his head. "Well, you did say you had good paws, and I can think of only one implication." He's having too much fun to notice until its too late when then raptors claws pinch around the scruff of his neck and left him up into the air. He lets out a squawk and squirms, trying to pull himself free of the grip. "T-they prefer that you dont dine on the pretty ones. We give people enough eyecandy to keep coming back."

20:24 Bryce Daeless nods, picking up a martini glass and reaching for the gin and vermouth, when he pauses, both with a question on his tongue and at the sight of the Rex plucking the gryphon out of his seat. "Uh... I mean anything goes, as far as I know. It's up to patrons to keep themselves off the menu. And by the way, is that a regular martini, vodka, or a Winston Churchill?"

20:30 Ethan Freeman considers for a moment, "Come to think of it, never had a Churchill Martini, usually go with vodka... Alright, let's go with Churchill," he says before turning his eyes to the gryphon. He lets his tongue out to lick the creature, long, flat, slightly pointed, and covered in saliva, panther and peacock, it sort of tastes like, not chicken, more gamey, not his usual flavor, "Oh good. I swear, so many owners discourage eating the patrons so they can charge you for consuming from their own stock - randoms just squirm that much more than those resigned to their fate you know?" he remarks as he opens his mouth and places Gyro on his tongue, closing his jaws just enough to keep the creature trapped, then wrapping his tongue around it, savoring the flavor. Never just gulped, each person was unique, and their unique flavor would only be experienced once.

20:32 Bryce Daeless nods. "You know, I know exactly what you mean... Never be a great fan of the willing, but it seems like I'm in the minority there..." He chuckles. "Just so you know, Churchill's perfect martini was..." He clears his throat. "Stir the gin, while looking across the room at a bottle of vermouth, and pour."

20:36 GyroFeather shudders as he feels the the hot sinuous tongue running up his fur and feathers, leaving a dripping trail of hot drool across them. He can smell the foul breath of the dinosaur as it wafts out of his mouth. The fear that rises in him leaves him shuddering as his crests fold flat against his head. He begins to react soon enough, flaring his wings and begining to squirm in the grip, but not before he finds himself trapped between the large sharp teeth, languishing in the sweltering breath of the creature. "H-hey! There are so many tastier patrons here...like that otter. Their oily coat has such a lovely taste!" He protests as the tongue curls around him, soaking his feathers in hot spit and pulling off his delightful cinnomin flavor that matched his scent, an effect of the oils he used to keep himself shiny and smelling nice.

20:48 Ethan Freeman nodded in agreement with the otter as his tongue continued to push the gryphon about. Huh, was that cinnamon? Oh it was almost a shame to remove this one from the world, he was so succulent. His tongue continued to push the gryphon about, his hot wet throat delivering a gust of hot air and the scent of a hundred previous meals. And oh, he was squirming PERFECTLY. A fantastic appetizer to be sure. While the request to eat the otter instead did not fall on deaf ears, right now said otter was providing Ethan with a valuable service! Maybe after... The raptor/rex hybrid spent a few more moments savoring the morsel before he decided to play a bit with this one, he tilted his head back at a high angle, facing towards a nearby lamp, then angled his tongue to catch the gryphon just before he slipped into his throat, then opened his jaws slightly. The light shined into his maw and gave the hapless gryph the perfect view of the back of his throat. Then, without warning, the rex flattened its tongue, letting gravity send the gryphon towards the back of his throat, the gryphon's head being first to be caught. With a gulp, the rex's powerful throat gripped Gyro and dragged him along the rex's tongue and into the tight, messy tunnel of flesh, the journey down represented by a thick bulge on the Indominus's throat moving towards his stomach, "Ah... delicious..."

20:53 Bryce Daeless watches the rex's playing with a hint of a blush and a gaze that's perhaps too focused on the jaws and then the bulge, but then he clears his throat and looks down at the bottles his paws are hovering over. "W-wow, just like that, huh?" he says, pouring a measure of gin into a glass with some ice, setting the vermouth bottle on the counter, and staring at it while he stirs. "I'm more used to folk playing with their meals a little to be honest. Y'know, maybe bending them over, seducing them, that sort of thing. How I prefer to operate, actually. Just going straight for the gulp like that is... Well, it's a little shocking." He taps the spoon against the side of the glass and strains it out into the martini glass, sliding the drink over towards the dinosaur. "Anyways, enjoy."

20:56 Ethan Freeman glanced towards the otter as the gryphon journeyed downwards, "Resistance has flavor," the rex remarked, "I mean, sure, you can turn a willing meal into something delicious, but when they fight you it always enhances the flavor. The only way to improve on that further is if you also don't like them..." he then thinks on something for a moment, "...you know, that's probably why my agent sent me here..." he remarks. The otter's comment made him think for a moment - yeah, that did take way too long, he actually felt a little bad, should have given the gryphon something to enjoy. He then looked to the otter as he sipped his drink, "You make a valid point... you know, maybe I should find somebody to play with him before my stomach gets him... know anybody who might be willing to offer such a service?" the rex as, eying the otter with a grin. I mean, he DID have his drink afterall...

20:57 GyroFeather coughs after his next inhale of the putrid stale air as the predator belches., just in time for the tongue to dip into his beak and smear the foul bitter saliva against his tongue. The bird gags and sputters at that, trying to clear the taste. As the tongue shoves him about , he's rather quickly covered in the hot drool and left soaked to the skin with an unhealthy sheen covering over his body from the drool. He rubs up against the teeth and the roof of the mouth as he's shoved around the chamber, leaving small scrapws upon his skin. His claws scrabble upon the tongue as he's lifted backwards and his wings flare, searching to latch himself up against the sides of the mouth to prevent the swallowing. His slickened form, however has something else to say about that as he continues to slide further into the dark pink tunnel that glistens and pulses with life. Then as soon as it happens he feels the tunnel close around him, sealing him into darkness. THen the rest of the tongue assists, pushing him down that dark fleshy tube at his paws as the hot tunnel convulses and squeezes upon his form.

21:00 GyroFeather squeezes into the stomach soon afterwards and is met with a blast of even fouler air as he splashes into the pit of the hot chamber. Right now the stomach is rather empty it seemed, with only a small lining, but that didnt help the scent which burns at his nares. The walls of the stomach contract and squeeze around him, neading him despite the rather spacious room inside of the slick sack. "H-hey! No spit me up!" He calls out and beats his claws on the walls, only to be answered with the hot scent of alcohol as it rains down upon him in the dark hot room.

21:00 Bryce Daeless can't contain a nervous swallow as those almost feral-looking eyes lock onto him, and he shrugs. "Not sure. Maybe you should just ask around? I'm sure there's somebody around here who liked the guy enough. Though...there's probably a very small pool of them..." He coughs, clearing his throat again, clearly a nervous habit.

21:10 Ethan Freeman glances about the room and doesn't see anybody else around who has caught his attention quite so fully. Plus, it was cute how nervous the otter was... the rex padded forward slightly, sniffing at the otter while one of his claws wrapped around the smaller creature. He looked Bryce in the eyes, "Well, if you have a suggestion feel free, poor fella probably doesn't have much time left, and he does deserve a little fun before the end don't you think," he says as his claw tightens around the otter. Was he being greedy? Well maybe, but nobody was stopping him, "Besides, so many in this world find their way into a stomach, how many can say they got a chance to have sex in one? I'm sure it's quite rare... besides, you did say you liked to bend them over, right?" the rex concluded. Of course, if there was another who wanted to experience such a sensation and they spoke up, he might spare the otter, but if not... Meanwhile, Ethan's stomach churned about its new contents. It couldn't get entirely at the gryphon within, but it could still grind and churn about. Paradoxically, with the smaller meal, it is likely that the gryph would last longer in there than if he were much bigger, if only because not nearly as much air was forced out and the mechanical actions weren't pressing as firmly into the gryph. Still, it was only a matter of time. The air was rank with the smell of acids and long ago broken down meats, though there was, surprisingly, some wood in there as well attached to some fabric, like the broken remains of a fold-up chair. What that was doing there was a mystery...

21:11 Volcus Vermillion would fly back into the Club

21:15 GyroFeather bumps into the wooden thing as he's tossed around by the squeezing muscles of the stomach, though as they roll, he's certainly not pushed around far too much by them. He grunts at that and then feels over the slimy thing. A...lawn chair? He rather hoped that the dinosaur wouldnt add to him anything else like that that was liekly to impale him. He does inwardly smirk as dino makes advances upon the otter. At least he'd have company at the least...even if he wasnt going to make it out of here. "I-I think you should just replace him with me."

21:16 Bryce Daeless lets out a squeak, feeling scaled fingers closing around his middle, and his paws press down on it as his tail flicks. "Hey now, I just said what I do when I [b]eat[/b] folk, I don't go into stomachs myself!" His fur smells oily, with hints of the stout he's so commonly found drinking, but there's a sharper scent of fear mixed in with it. "I really don't like the guy! At all! Even if he's the last person I have a chance to screw, I wouldn't do it! S-so there's really no point in picking me now, is there?"

21:16 Volcus Vermillion would blink twice. "The hell did I miss?" She'd ask confused.

21:27 Ethan Freeman glances over to Volcus, the larger creature looking over the char, "Eh, just ate a gryphon, think I downed him too fast, was sending down some fun..." he said as he glanced over to Bryce, considering for a moment, "Alright, tell you what, give you say... an hour? I think he can last that long. Yes, one hour to find your replacement. If not, you'll come over here, jump down my throat, and bend that gryph over, sound good? At least, unless you can think of another way to convince me to not turn you into a meal..." he lets the suggestion hang as the sets the otter down. The rex reaches into a pouch on the vest he is wearing, pulls out a phone, and sets a timer, "...and go,"

21:33 Bryce Daeless lets out a long breath of relief, leaning against the counter, wasting a few precious moments catching his breath and calming his shaking limbs. "S-so... You want me to find someone willing? Or should I just point you to someone who I think would like him better than me? And what happens if he isn't still around after the hour?"

21:33 < Ethan> ((The nature of the room means that there will be 'implied' digestion, but don't have to have the sordid details))

21:34 < Volcus> ((I understand that... and I can come back in eight hours right?)

21:34 < Ethan> ((Absolutely!))

21:34 < Volcus> ((Okay then...))

21:35 Volcus Vermillion would walk up to the huge Dinosaur. "So... what's this about a Gryphon?"

21:37 Ethan Freeman smirks down at the very, very frightened otter, inhaling a bit - fear was such a delightful scene. He let out a teasing lick - he wasn't going to get away without learning the flavor. Hrm, wasn't bad either... "Doesn't matter if they're willing or..." he then glances towards the herm charizard, "...well, figured I'd let the gryphon in my belly have a little fun before he's digested, though that would require sending somebody down after him. It was going to be the otter, but decided to get him to find somebody else. Why? Are you volunteering?" the dino asks with a predatory grin. He'd be surprised if she was - there was a point where you are just naturally more predatory, but then he likes surprises.

21:39 Volcus Vermillion would think about it for a moment. "He any good in bed?" She'd ask like that would be a deciding factor

21:41 Ethan Freeman confidently nods, "Absolutely!" A lie, he didn't know how good the gryphon was in bed, but that wasn't the dino's concern.

21:43 Feath finishes licking the salt off one plate of pretzels and pushes them aside for the next customer to consume or whatever they might want. She just carefully sips at her iced water whilst studying the situation.

21:53 Ethan Freeman waited somewhat impatiently. The hostile environment that was his stomach continued to work Gyro over, the clock was ticking as his stomach continued to knead the little creature. Thick folds of flesh moving and churning about the gryphon, acid not yet filling the chamber, but still working quite hard to turn the gryphon to mush. While Ethan couldn't feel it happening, he still new he was on a timer, and he gulped down air, hoping to keep the thing from suffocating at the very least...

21:57 GyroFeather feels himself growing slightly light headed in the chamber as his struggles, combined with the already hot envirement sap his strength and the vitality of the air inside. Suddenly there, a breath of fresh air that reaches out to reinvigorate him. The bird presses out against the side, making faint bulges as he hears what sounds like negotaition for a partner.

22:04 Volcus Vermillion would giggle and smile. "Alright, fine, if you think you can handle me. Go for it big guy."

22:11 Ethan Freeman smirks at Volcus and pads forward, using his sharp talons to rip the claws from the charizard, "Won't be needing this..." he says, "Now, you'll understand if I don't take a moment to sample the goods for myself, on a time crunch you understand," he responds as he slowly rips away the Char's clothes. Revealing the creature in all of hir glory. It was not something Ethan was expecting, though perhaps he should have smelled it. He looked down at the dragon-like being and opened his maw, rows of sharp teeth around the edges, throat pulsing in back, beckoning this other meal. Volcus was a bit bigger, and would take a bit more to gulp down, but that was OK. The raptor/rex hybrid snapped forward, taking the char's head all the way into the back of his throat, the fleshy tunnel clenching in a vice-like grip around the grey creature. He figured he'd have a little fun with his meal, and get hir primed for the gryphon. The dino reached down between the char's legs and lifted hir up, tilting his head upward to let gravity help. He carefully gulped the charizard down, one hand probing the pokemon's pussy, not warming it up, just diving right into the warmth while his throat tugged the creature down into his tight confines. It didn't take long before Volcus's neck was down the hatch, Etha's tongue snacking out between her breasts to savor the fleshy orbs as she slipped further down. Between the dino's legs, his arousal at the stimulation of Volcus slowly made itself apparant, a red, ridged shaft gradually poking forward while the dino feasted.

22:12 < Ethan> [sub]Yeah, you'd be surprised how many times I've just had IC convos here that didn't end in vore... though in one case an attempt at that just ended in my character being eaten by a third party after the convo died...[/sub]

22:13 < Ethan> [sub]But even if he didn't want to admit it he enjoyed it :P [/sub]

22:13 < Bryce> [sub]He just didn't enjoy it for very long :B[/sub]

22:15 Volcus Vermillion would groan out in pleasure as she'd feel herself being entered by a thick finger the herm's own shafts slowly growing erect with the pleasure she was being forced to feel, she didn't honestly think she'd be doing this but, she would sure as hell enjoy it!

22:15 GyroFeather suddenly hears a loud gulping from above him and shudders, as the noises join the thumping of the heart and gthe gentle gurgling of the stomach. He wondered what was coming in now as hot spit rains down on him from above. Already the bird was sweating in the ehat and the idea of someone else coming down to join him just made him all the more uncomfortable in anticipation. He hears a groan now too. Oh looks like they've got a willing one.

22:22 Ethan Freeman only took a few moments to savor the herm's breasts, tongue flicking along the fleshy orbs and the nipple at the tip, but alas, he was on a timetable. He took another powerful gulp, throat constructing around the grey charizard's head and shoulders, drawing hir down until hir breasts were deep within the dino's maw. Another hard gulp and the tits followed, compressed hard against the charizard as Ethan's throat contracted and kneaded at the captive creature. The combination of gravity and gulping caused hir to rapidly sink into the abyss. Ethan pushed his finger in and out of the charizard pussy as his meal slipped deeper and deeper within. It wasn't long before Ethan ate his way past Volcus's belly, the thick cock resting on his tongue. He licked it idly, oh how he longed to savor it, but alas, he had promised his dinner a chance to fuck his appetizer. His tongue caressed the cock briefly before the dino took another gulp, bringing Volcus down further until just hir legs were poking out of Ethan's maw, his finger still pulsing within the charizard pussy until the last possible moment...

22:26 Volcus Vermillion would groan out in pleasure and finding being eaten by the bigger pred to be strangely arousing in and of itself as she'd start to clench her pussy tightly around his finger, his tongue licking at one of her cocks making her shudder and wonder what he could do if he wasn't eating her on a time table like he'd said, her body shuddering in pleasure as her thick tail would wave in the air frantically. Though it was less in panic and more in her desiring to actually reach her peak!@

22:28 GyroFeather shivers as he hears the gulping grow louder still as the prey that the dinosaur was gulping nears closer and closer to the stomach he presently occupied. A head presses in to the top of the stomach as Ethan contues to gulp her, which causes the charizard's maons to fill the ears of the smaller bird. "Y-you're getting off on being eaten? You're nuts..." he says, trying simultaneously to scooch over to make room for the other creature.

22:34 Ethan Freeman sighed a bit as he was forced to withdraw his finger from the charizard - couldn't have her finishing too soon afterall. With another gulp, Ethan took Volcus's legs down, closing his jaws around hir feet, slurping up the tail as he swallowed mightily, the pokemon leaving a bulge in the mighty dinosaur's neck as the tight esophogaus squeezed about Volcus. The fleshy tunnel pulled and tug the charizard down to hir fate. Hir nose pressing against the opening of the stomach, then opening to let the large creature in. The gurgling of the stomach - and the movements of its existing passenger - echoing throughout the chamber. The already working stomach kneeded and squeezed against the charizard as more of hir bulk was forced within, almost like a welcome. In short order, Ethan's throat would force in Volcus, regardless of the other creature within, sealing them both inside. The presence of the two inside the dino formed a notable bulge in Ethan's gut, and he looked mightily pleased with himself. The emense dino cock standing proud between his legs spoke to other thoughts as well. He laid down lazily on his back, patting his stomach once, "Now now you two, you best get going in there, stomach won't keep you forever - not what it's there for," he idly remarked before moving that hand down to his cock and stroking it idly. Perhaps the otter was right - he did devour too quickly, now he was left with another need to take care of...

22:36 < Ethan> [sub]notices the typos, curses himself[/sub]

22:38 Volcus Vermillion would moan out as she was brought into the stomach completely pinning the Gryphon with her bulk as she was forced in completely the fire on her tail tip giving them plenty of light to see each other by. "Mmmph, hey there cutie~ I'm going through a lot of trouble just to meet you~"

22:44 GyroFeather grunts as he feels her pushing him out against the sides of the stomach as her bulk joins him in the stomach. He looks around in the tight shamber by the glowing light and makes a face at the pink glistening walls illuminated red by the light, and the growing pool at their feet. He's pressed rather tightly against the larger creature, and with himself coverd in goop, his cute floof lay rather flat against his body. "Bleh...Its so cramped now...I guess company might be nice htough..." he says, obviously a little unhappy with his present situation.

22:49 Volcus Vermillion would giggle. "So... since we're on limited time anyway... you wanna fuck?" She'd ask the Gryphon with a smile.

22:51 Ethan Freeman continues to idly stroke himself, waving idly to the other patrons as they walk in, not really paying complete attention - who did he have to fear in this place after all? Still, he was quite full, looking around to see if the otter was still there, wouldn't blame the little guy for taking off. Oh well. He nearly belched but resisted the urge to do so. The dino pocked his gut as if to encourage the beings within to move it. He hoped they didn't already succumb... Ethan's stomach continued to churn about the two passengers, the confines made much, much tighter now that the larger charizard had been added to the mix. The light within perfectly highlighted the pink walls moving around them, pressing in, squishing their bodies and pulling them every which way, attempting to turn them into dino chow. If they were planning to fuck - now is probably the best time! As an aside - the debris that was in there from earlier would have been further pulverized by the charizard's entrance, the wood splintering into dozens of fragments, though a piece of fabric that lined the back of the chair reading 'DIRECTOR' was still in one piece, if greatly faded and torn...

22:52 < Ethan> [sub]To be fair, if I were in a stomach with somebody else and there was no chance of escape, I'd probably ask the same question :P [/sub]

22:52 GyroFeather gives a silent mortified look at the dragon at her question. Still he couldnt help but feel a bit of twitching in his sheath as the stomach squeezes and pushes him up against hir form. One might wonder though if such a small creature woudl be enough to pleasure the dragon. "Fuck?" he asks, simply stunned at her question, yet he gives a subtle nod anyways.

22:56 Volcus Vermillion would smile softly and gently kiss him, moving just enough so that she could postion her female entrance atop where she could see the Gryphon's sheathe was located. "Come on cutie, let's at least go out with a Bang~"

23:00 GyroFeather shivers as he feels her lips grind up against his sheath as she moves and then responds in kind, feeling his member begining to push on out of his plump package. The bird gives a soft squeak at the kiss and then responds in kind after she speaks, pressing his tongue into her lips and licking upon her tongue. "I...I guess...." The squeezing of the stomach grinds them further against each other, further quickening the pace of the gryphons arousal. "Yes, lets~" He says then moments later finding a change of heart from his building lust.

23:02 Volcus Vermillion would smile as she'd slowly guide his cock into her eager depths, her softly scaled vulva welcoming him and the distraction from their impending death.

23:06 Ethan Freeman decides he just can't lay here masturbating - he rolls onto his feet and makes his way towards the bar, his stomach jostling the contents within as he rights himself and swaying as he walks forward. The dino leans downward, leveling himself off and using his arms to support himself. He glances down and remarks to himself, "Still don't get how mom survived with tiny versions of these things..." before looking around for possible drinks - wasn't sure what he was in the mood for... Of course, the stomach would rock and shift as the dino moved, throwing the horny creatures within the hot, deadly environment around some. The stomach continues to grind around them, a chance squeeze by one of the walls pushing the gryphon forward tighter against where he wants to go. Stomach fluids drip from the walls, coating the mating pair in gods-only-know-what as they work into one another.

23:11 GyroFeather shudders as he feels the start of his shaft pressing up into the soft folds of her inner tunnel and then rather quickly afterwards reaches his full mast. The member pushes into her as he begins to grind himself up againt the sensitive flesh. The sensations bring a moaning purr from the bird's beak as his thick knot slips through the scaley lips.

23:12 Volcus Vermillion moaned out as she'd feel him tie her with that knot. "Mmmph oh fuck yeah~ Fuck me big guy, I wanna die happy~" She'd say lustfully

23:19 GyroFeather thrusts up against into the warm tunnel that surrounds his shaft, moaning gently at the touch as his flesh pushes into the slick walls. Already he can feel the warm tingling of the stomach acids upon his fur and feathers as the liquids slowly begin to join them in the chamber. He speeds up his motions, deciding that if he's going to die at this point, then he better get off this last time.

23:23 Volcus Vermillion would groan out as she'd be getting rather bothered by the liquids which were trying to claim the flame of her tail, making her pant for breath as she'd try to move it... since it was tied to her life force after all... the substance slowly working it's way into her scales and making her hiss slightly in pain, as she'd keep riding the Griffon, her breasts bouncing as much as they were permitted to in the tight space as she'd be glad that acid had already slipped into her nose and took away her sense of smell, as the stomach was driving her insane with the scent of death and old meals.

23:30 Ethan Freeman idly taps his talon against the bar, he feels the two going at it in his stomach, and it doesn't do anything to diminish the hard-on between his legs. But still - it's basically a case of him not being able to find his own release while those two go at it. It was also making his stomach slightly unsettled - maybe it was because of something he ate earlier? He usually enjoyed the gyrations of squirming prey (and these gyrations should be better), but... as he glanced over towards a nearby bowl he found his answer in the form of pretzels. He figured he'd gobble them down, maybe they'll help to calm things down a bit for him. He munched the sticks down quickly, mashing them together then sending the chewed remains down to join the couple within. The slop forcing its way down and landing in his gut with squishy-wet plops, one of the mushy masses landing directly on the gryphon's head. The dino paused for a moment as he looked down at the pretzel sticks, "Who licked all the salt off of these?" he asked nobody in particular.

23:32 GyroFeather found that the squeezing of the stomach and the rubbing of their too bodies caused his fur to begins to slough off, exposing the the skin beneath it to the pains of the acids. He squeals out, and then focuses on the pleasure of the present experience, finding the pressure within him growing with each thrust. THe bird wasnt so lucky and was stuck smelling the foul scent of their expiring forms mixed in with the smell of acid. SOon a series of sticky masses splash down upon them, which the stomach begins to squeeze into their flesh, smearing it over scale and feather alike with a messy texture. The bird winces as it splats upon his feathers and before he can react, a jiggle of the dragonite's breast pushes it down into hsi crest.

23:40 Volcus Vermillion would be in much the same boat, her scales peeling away under the relentless assult of the acids around her causing her to try and squirm a bit more to shake the acid off while still riding the bird underneath her, her pussy spasming and clenching in her mixture of pain and pleasure as she'd kiss the Gryphon trying to bring just a bit more arousal into them both as she'd begin to cry as the acids had started eating through her once beautiful wings, the bones of her wingspan exposed to the ruthless sack as the webbing was all but gone, blood flowing from the areas that were already eaten away as she'd look down at the Gryphon she was kissing wishing she'd done something different and maybe saved them both.

23:45 Ethan Freeman gives a polite nod to the panda girl, "Good evening," he stated, letting out a little belch - wow, they were really going to town in there - "Drinks are on me if you haven't heard," he says - that was STILL on the table afterall.

23:46 Sariah LeVine goes behind the bar, and starts taking orders, in case nobody else does

23:47 GyroFeather shudders as a couple more thrusts bring him right to the peak. THe bird gives a loud cry of pleasure into the dragon's mouth as she kisses against him. His burning member quivver and then begins to unload round after round of hot virulent seed into her warm tunnel, not that there would be any time for it to take hold. His own pretty wings were rendered free of their feathers, as was the rest of his body, leaving a raw red fleshed gryphon in the light. He looks upon in horror as he sees the bones coming from where the dragon's wings used to be, and yet at the same time the immense warm feelings from his climax makes him feel as if everything is alright, for a few moments.

23:48 Bryce Daeless looks over to Sariah, the otter not 'cowering' behind the bar, but he certainly looks like he wishes the counter were more...substantial. "I'd say this is my gig for the time being, but if you want to draw attention then that's on you. I'll just mix the drinks or something..."

23:49 Sariah LeVine blushes, not having seen the otter behind the counter. "Oh, i'm sorry... i didn't mean to intrude, but i'll deliver the drinks if you mix them!"

23:50 Ethan Freeman has a nice overhead view of the bar, and if nothing else can hear the otter in question, "Relax," the dino remarks, "I've had my fill, you're safe from me... well, at least for tonight, no promises about tomorrow," he finishes. He swore he heard a muffled cry coming from his gut just now, and his own need was still dangling out there, "Also, I think I'll be taking your advice in the future regarding how I handle my prey..."

23:50 Volcus Vermillion would whimper in delight and slight pain as she'd feel him cumming inside her, she knew that his seed wouldn't get the time to take hold but, from how good he was she'd slightly wish that it could, her scales were completely gone now leaving her flesh raw and vulnerable, and causing her to whimper in pain every other moment, her tail flame was slowly starting to go out as it was constantly being struck by acids making any attempts to keep it lit a losing battle... this was it, she was going to die... and she wished that wasn't the case... blood slowly flowed out of her body onto the bird as she'd kiss him again. "Can... I at least get your name?"

23:51 Bryce Daeless nods at Sariah. "Sure, that sounds good to me. Hell, you might even get a paycheck from the dino too." He sets to work getting the panda's drink, though in truth there's not much work in it. Find a bottle of wine, good stuff since Ethan is paying, and pouring out a glass. Done and done.

23:54 Sariah LeVine grabs the glass right as Bryce gets done filling it, placing it on the counter, without spilling a drop of the wine. As for Ethan... she would be unable to avoid glancing and staring every now and again.

23:57 Ethan Freeman glanced over to Sariah briefly and caught her staring - he was actually used to it. He turned his attention back towards the others, taking a moment to stretch himself fully from head to tail, letting out a brief yawn.

23:59 GyroFeather 's blood mingles with hers in thte stomach as it slowly leaks from teh wounds that had opened up in his flesh. He grunts, feeling that their activities had used up much of the air in teh chamber as well, leaving him gasping in the low levels, and feeling light headed. The bird grunts at the question and through noises of pain he answers in a light voice, "Its g-gyro..." He couldnt even move his tail at this point as the flesh had all dissolved, leaving just a pearly white set of bones that glimmered in the flickering faint light.

00:02 Volcus Vermillion would nuzzle him softly. "I'm... Volcus... I kinda wish... I could have met you... before this." She'd say as with a hiss of steam the acid would put out her tail flame and with it the light in her eyes would go dim, her body losing everything she had left and falling limp atop the Gryphon, maybe in some sort of semi-consious act to protect him from the acids falling onto him just a little bit longer as her body would go still... and that was all it was at this point, just a body, as with her flame going out she had died.

00:09 GyroFeather shudders as he feels her collapse on top of him, suddenly going lifeless. Her body wouldnt have the opportunity to get cold though, in this hot hell that they both found themselves trapped in. Her much stiller expired form pushes down on him now, and soon the poor bird finds himself plunged beneath the fluids. He gives a couple final struggles, making burbles in the acids as he flails to find air, before he too passes out inside of Ethan's steaming gut, going still save for some twitching.

00:16 Ethan Freeman looks down and sighs a bit as his stomach seems to have finally settled. He feels something snaking up his throat as he lets out a belch, a pair of feathers popping out of his maw and drifting down to the bar. "Huh, that's never happened before..."