Like a Fox in a Trap

1 October 2016

01:43 < Lurker Knight> I wish that I had a clever rhyme to respond with. Or a profile. Or the patience to write a profile.

01:46 < Gyro Feather> heh

01:46 < Lurker Knight> Anyhow, hey. I wouldn't mind entertaining the idea of play, or making small talk.

01:47 < Gyro Feather> Oh? what sort of ideas interest you as far as play goes?

01:48 < Lurker Knight> You seem to have good tastes. Maybe we could wet your feet with a basic Vore RP?

01:52 < Gyro Feather> hmm perhaps~

01:56 < Gyro Feather> Since I know absolutly nothing about you, what do you prefer?

01:57 < Lurker Knight> I'm an open book, but if we're getting our feet wet, same-size, or bigger prey.

02:00 < Gyro Feather> Usually same size. Which position are you offering? :P

02:00 < Lurker Knight> I can do either, though prey would be nice, as to judge your limits. What species would you like me to play as?

02:00 < Lurker Knight> Or rather, got any limits?

02:00 < Gyro Feather> limits as far as...?

02:02 < Lurker Knight> Species.

02:02 < Gyro Feather> I tend to prefer feral. Definitely no humans/nekos/other near humans.

02:02 < Lurker Knight> That works. Feral is also an option. You a fan of transformation?

02:03 < Gyro Feather> I have no opinion on it

02:03 < Lurker Knight> Ah. Well, hmm. I'm wondering what you would enjoy, got an opinion on pokemon, MLP, digimon, anthros, any of that stuff?

02:04 < Gyro Feather> Oh certainly you dont need to ask my opinion on MLP :P Pokemon are fun, digimon I can do, but not as interested in

02:04 < Lurker Knight> Any strong opinions on eeveelutions?

02:08 < Gyro Feather> they can be fun~

02:15 < Gyro Feather> boop?

02:15 < Lurker Knight> Beep. What about a sylveon or umbreon?

02:15 < Gyro Feather> Sure!

02:16 < Lurker Knight> Alrighty, then. Wanna start us off?

02:19 < Gyro Feather> uhh hmmm......I usually need a little bit of context. Where ought we to put them? how why do they meet?

02:20 < Lurker Knight> Maybe you're trying a new means of capturing prey? Instead of going with the obvious methods, you try a trap, like hiding your pucker near star-shaped berries, for example.

02:30 Gyro Feather was feeling rather lazy today, and set up a little trap to catch a pokemon rather than actually bothering to go hunting today. As he lies about in his nest high above the ground, he has a falling cage trap lurred with some berries below. As he preens and attends to his feathers, the bird waits for the tell tale noise of the trap springing.

02:31 Lurker Knight moves in. -Plink!- It sounds like the trap went off without a hitch! Sure, it took a good bit of time for it to -actually- be triggered, but hey. You can't rush [b]good[/b] food, or in this case, clumsy food, can you? At any rate, the sounds of somebody squirming echo about softly.

02:33 Gyro Feather hears the noise of the trap and then chirps happily. He drags himself to the edge of his nest before springing off of it to lazily glide down towards the ground. He circles the tree a couple times before coming to rest right near the trap, which he peers in between the bars to figure out what had been caught.

02:34 Lurker Knight was Inside of the nest, a luxurous little morsel for a daytime trap - An umbreon, struggling against the walls of the secure cage as it pants and growls nervously from how tense it is, being caught.*

02:36 Gyro Feather grins at the edges of his beak as he sees the little morsel moving around inside of the bars. He opens the top of it and then reaches in to grab at the poor form and wraps his talons around the creature's belly. "Oh good~ Seems I've caught something rather suitable~"

02:37 Lurker Knight The umbreon lets out a soft growl, staring towards him with a moody scowl. She then begins to huff a bit moodily, obviously surprised at her situation- "Who are you? You're, you're smaller than me, but so, so tough..."

02:42 Gyro Feather laughs at the slightly larger creature. Oh she was pretyt big for an umbreon, but he'd get her down soon enough anyways. The bird presses himself into the cage and brings his beak right up against her snout. "Me? Well I'm you, or rather you will be me when I'm done with you~ Well other than your fur and bones when I cough them up.'

02:44 Lurker Knight "A-aaah-" She stares towards him a bit bleakly, his body squishing right against her own due to their bodies stuffing it up together, her hind leg impulsively kicking at him as he encroaches on her~ (AV or oral?)

02:53 Gyro Feather brings his beak down to lick over her face and then murrs as the dainty flavor tickles across the top of his tongue "YOu're absolutely delicious, you know that? I cant wait to send you down my beak to stew in my gut, like any other piece of food. How does it feel to know you'll soon be gryphon shit?~"

02:55 Lurker Knight "Mm!.. back off!" She stares at his beak and mouth, then gives his face a whap with her paw, followed by another, while trying to sneak her tail around to whip at his rear end and testes a bit! She's in a pickle, which leaves her no choice in trying such things!

02:57 Gyro Feather had her pressed up against the back of the cage as he creeps forward, licking the edges of his beak with his tongue. He stops for a second and yowls at the first slap, and then again at the second slap. "If you keep this up, maybe I"ll just tear you apart instead!" The gryphon threatens, opening and closing his jaw a couple times.

02:58 < Lurker Knight> (You know, how much time do you have to be on here, Gyro? Because I've abruptly got to go for a bit - RL issue, I'm a paramedic.)

02:58 < Gyro Feather> (Uhh probably until the play int he gullet ends. Its nearly 3 here

02:59 < Lurker Knight> (I wouldn't mind continuing or taking an honest raincheck, because for somebody who posts a couple lines, you make'em meaty.)

02:59 < Lurker Knight> (Need to sleep?

02:59 < Gyro Feather> (Eventually ya :P

02:59 < Lurker Knight> (Tell you what, add me, save these logs, we'll continue from where we left off when I've got the time, duty calls!)

02:59 < Lurker Knight> (I really -do- like you so far. =) )

03:00 < Gyro Feather> (cool cool~ And I'll probably be gone most of the weekend though.

03:00 < Lurker Knight> (You and me both. I'll PM you when around.

21:44 Lurker Knight says "O-okay, so what do you expect me to do?" She stares towards him with a loud growl, narrowing her eyes in his direction. "Wait, aren't you smaller than me? Can't I just beat you up and go home?"

21:49 < Lurker Knight> (And why Oral, is it what you prefer for this one? Or are you not an AV fan?~)

21:50 < Gyro Feather> (The latter I'm afraid)

21:50 < Lurker Knight> (Got it!)

21:51 Gyro Feather reaches his claws forward to grab the umbreon's face and glares right into her eyes. "You? I expect you to lay down and take it just like the little treat you are," he growls, his hot breath wafting over her muzzle, carrying with it the stench of preys long past their best by date.

21:52 Lurker Knight The umbreon lurches her head back slightly as he grabs onto her, clinging to his meal as he growls, the aroma giving him a great window of opportunity!

21:56 Gyro Feather has one final trick before he eats the umbreon. He reaches underneath his wing and pulls out a couple yellow seeds which eh quickly stuffs into the Umbreon's mouth. A pair of ban seeds, and soon he'd find his dark powers disappear suddenly. The bird then grins at his prey and darts his head forward, enveloping the snout in the hot pink slickness of hsi beak.

21:59 Lurker Knight The girl lets out a muffled yell, pushing at his bulging neck as she stares up into his eyes, her lithe, dreary body being engulfed bit by tasty bit.

22:01 Gyro Feather keeps his claws on her head and darts his beak forward, pressing her snout int his hot throat and causing the slick slimy muscles to clench and tug on her form. Steadily teh gryphon works himself farther onto her, enveloping her eyes in darkness, and then soon her neck. His tongue quests over her body, leaving heavy trails where it roamed.

22:03 Lurker Knight The back of her neck coated in drool, the poor umbreon is pushing and squirming against the smaller avian, her front paws getting ever closer to his beak as she twists and turns, those strands of drool making her slippier and easier to swallow~

22:04 Gyro Feather opens his beak and stuffs her forepaws alongside her neck. As his head presses and slides around them, they soon too find themselves enveloped in the hot muscles. The gryphon doesnt even pause for a moment as he continues to consume the poor girl, pressing her shoulders down his gullet, at which point his neck really begins to bulge out.

22:06 Lurker Knight "M-Mmnnhhh, mm! Mmmmmhh!" Her legs kick about, thrashing as the motions begin to lift her off of the ground, briefly letting her hold her position till they both dangle in the musky, dank air of the cage.

22:12 < Lurker Knight> (Still here?)

22:12 < Gyro Feather> (yep, hit the wrong button >.<)

22:14 < Lurker Knight> (Your post!)

22:17 Gyro Feather smirks as he watches her hind legs kick and squirm, inadvertently shoving her deeper as they hit the back of the small cramped cage. The bird grunts as her head pushes down into his crop now, as his beak works over the creature's soft chest fur. He murrs at the wonderful flavors that tickle over his tongue, twitching his tail.

22:21 Lurker Knight As she struggles and pushes, the poor creature realizes what it's doing, instinctively spreading it's legs apart as her groin rests onto her tongue, doing her damndest to keep his beak pried open while trying to see in the darkness of his innards.

22:24 Gyro Feather relaxes and lets the back of his crop open up to take the creature into the actual stomach. The hot scent of bile filling the bottom of the sack assaults her nose as he takes another gulp. He can taste her sex as his tongue quests over her body, causing him to purr. Meanwhile, he can feel her head and upper body starting to curl out in his stomach.

22:26 Lurker Knight Unable to see, the umbreon panics and screams into the muffling walls of his stomach, her body sliding ever closer to the final layer of her end; The stomach, protected by the crop and throat, likely impossible to escape without the proper tools. She budges her leg back as her left leg slides into his throat, the right one dangling past his beak.

22:30 Gyro Feather grunts and swallows a little bit further now, working his tongue down her hind legs as his beak slowly darts forward. He gets to the hind paws finally, and curls his tongue around them, pressing them back to his mouth and down his greedy gullet. He feels his stomach greatly expanding beneath him as the creature larger than he was bulges out in his rolling gut.

22:31 Lurker Knight Now gulped audibly, the tongue puts the last nail in his snack's coffin - her body quickly slipping through his crop and into the belly proper, leaving her smooshed against the walls of flesh and squirming for the ability to see, breathe, and escape!

22:35 Gyro Feather settles down onto the grassy floor of the trap, laying to his side as his claws gently run over the squriming form of his meal. They poke and prod at her, while the walls squeeze and squish her around, massaging a tingling acid that had already began to form at the bottom of the hot stomach. He licks his beak and lets out a burp, which causes the walls to contract around her.

22:37 Lurker Knight Her body pushes around, kicking and screaming in the already-tight stomach, the pool of acid now bathing her body and lathering up his meal as she fights off the predator. However, the lurid belch provides a conundrum - the tightening walls leave her outline visible against his gut, stuck practically still as it gasps and tries to breathe! (Detail more of the inside - I don't own that belly~)

22:45 Gyro Feather pushes on the form of the creature inside. The hot slick muscles squeeze and churn the poor creature, smearing hot acids into her coat. The smell of the air is absolutly attocious, carrying wiht it the scent of many a lost prey and the oppressive sourness of the bile. A small puddle sits at the bottom of teh belly, though the stomach's churning is all to eager to make sure what little is there manages to coat her ever so thoroughly.

22:56 < Lurker Knight> (Hold on, relatives heckling me at this hour.)

23:25 < Gyro Feather> (boop)

23:56 < Lurker Knight> (Back.

23:57 < Gyro Feather> (wibbles)

23:58 < Lurker Knight> (Thankees. What are you upta?)

23:58 < Gyro Feather> (nothin much)

00:08 < Gyro Feather> (Gonna continue?

00:10 < Lurker Knight> (Wanna? It's a bit late.)

00:10 < Gyro Feather> (I got an hour or so, we should be fine ^^)

00:11 < Lurker Knight> (Thing is, it's late for me. ;w;)

00:11 < Gyro Feather> (Alright, if you gotta go D:

00:12 < Lurker Knight> (I mean, I'll still be here, but I don't have time to finish right now, mostly here to chat and finish some writing.)

00:12 < Lurker Knight> (Then beeeeeed.)

00:14 < Gyro Feather> (ahh alright

00:14 < Lurker Knight> (But I could try to post, lesse.)

00:15 Lurker Knight Her form contorts, audibly squishing around as more and more of the stuff churns and bubbles over her, making it even worse and filthier inside of her predator's tight stomach~

00:19 Gyro Feather tilts his head to look out of the exit of the trap he was in, and winces. There was no way he could possibly fit through the exit with a belly as big as it is now. He slaps his claw down on the contorting creature within in time for another powrful contraction. The bird feels a bit of pressure at the front of his gullet and lets out a loud burp, that echos and causes the hot slick walls to squeeze even tighter around his prey. Meanwhile the acids fill up even higher now, and their very contact causes a tingling itching over the prey's body.

00:20 Lurker Knight His snack lets out a muffled, whiny grunt, twitching and wiggling as her whole outline shows up against his tight stomach, acids rising towards her head as the process continues. It's a shame that she's bigger than him - Definitely tasty for her size - but still ever so hard to move! Just wedged in there, unable to get away, though that's not stopping her from trying.

00:23 Gyro Feather grunts as he feels the tight sensations in his stomach of his prey wiggling and fighting, and through the flesh he could see the little bulges she made in it too. "Oh just give up already. There's no where for you to go, except out my rear as foul brown pile~" The bird chirps, his voice booming over the resto fthe squelching and the sounds of his beating heart. The atmosphere is hot around her, almost enough so to make her begin to sweat.

00:24 Lurker Knight "Nnnf..nnn, NN!' He can feel her head shaking about, body wiggling against it harder than before as he chirps such words! She wouldn't give up! She wouldn't end up a pile of bird shit!

00:27 Gyro Feather rather didnt care what she wanted, and nor did his stomach for that matter. The hot acids continue to climb higher and higher around her as more fluid secretes from teh clenching walls, which squeeze her hard enough to leave bones in pain and knock the wind out of her lungs. Gyro smirks at her renewed stregth and laughs, "Well I suppose not all of you will. I'll have a pretty display of your crushed skull encased in hot slimy black fur~"

00:30 Lurker Knight She didn't respond, the outlines of her lips showing her gasping for air against his stomach lining, paws thwacking at it as she quietly thumps against him, the bone pain leaving her nearly too crippled to try and fight - if the oxygen loss wouldn't do that, first!

00:35 Gyro Feather lets out another powerful belch, and the smells the scent of the umbreon on his breath. There goes the last of the poor creature's air. Certainly she wouldnt last much longer than that. Gyro snorts at the scene, his belly larger than he is and then gives one final poke. "You know...its going to take forever to work you off. I'm going to be fat and happy for ages~"

00:38 Lurker Knight In any other case, the Umbreon would of appreciated the irony in this situation. She herself was a predator, albeit a fledgling hobbyist compared to this venerable avian, working her way up the food chain with years of practice. Unfortunately, in this particular scenario, she was melting away in an even smaller predator's stomach, completely unconscious after a good half hour of fighting with him. It could've been worse...Not really.

00:47 Gyro Feather drifts off to sleep as he feels the movements of his prey finally still while his stomach works hard at breaking them down into chyme, which then drains down to his intestines. His stomach becomes rounder and squishier as she melts. By the tim the gryphon wakes, he finds himself with a thick belly and thighs, and no gut to be seen. He clambers out of the trap and moves a short distance away, where he raises his tail. Several thick logs of dark smelly bird shit fall from beneath his tail, splattering down onto the ground. He lets out a sigh of releif with each plop until finally he's empty. THen the bird turns to face the large foul pile and begins to cough. A long football sized pellet makes its way up his gullet, before plopping out onto the mess with a sickening wet noise. Stomach slime drips off of teh black fur dotted with yellow patches, with bones sticking out along the edges. The bird gives a shrug and flutters off, never to think of his poor prey again.

00:53 < Gyro Feather> fine I think