A Shocking Gift

4 October 2016

21:03 < Gyro Feather> cant be here all night if you end up in a gut :P

21:05 Voltaica sticks her paw on your beak. "hushies!"

21:05 < Gyro Feather> :P

21:05 < Gyro Feather> care to continue our bit from last night? :P

21:06 < Voltaica> I cna't remember where we were.. im jsut now starting to feel better, haha

22:20 < Gyro Feather> So then I shouldnt tease you about my stale fishy breath wafting over your snout, carrying with it a humidity and a rank scent of all the prey's that came before you? I shouldnt josh about the feeling of the hot slippery flesh slowly stretching around you as my beak slides smoothely over your fur. The scent is getting stronger now as you get ever closer to his stomach, and the oily drool seems to be inundated iwht it as wel.

22:23 < Voltaica> Neither of them care, they float around here too anyways =w=; But volty might mind~

22:23 < Gyro Feather> :P

22:23 Voltaica scoots closer, kissing the gryphon on his nose, and smiling. Likes him alot~

22:24 Gyro Feather kisses her back and then licks over her snout, leaving a smelly residue upon her muzzle.

22:24 Voltaica smiles happily, before nuzzling his tongue. She doens't bother removing his slimy spit

22:26 Gyro Feather gives a soft purr as he feels the snout running against his tongue inside his beak now. The soft taste of the pokemon tickles his taste buds as she coates herself in more of his slimy drool. His hot breath washes over her face now, causing little beads upon her fur from the himidity.

22:28 Voltaica closes both of her ruby eyes, just enjoying the gryphon's mouth with a smile. "So, Gyro, you like me don't you.. I can surely tell.. Maybe you should~"

22:30 Gyro Feather pulls his beak back from her head, leaving a trail of warm spit linking her muzzle to his beak, while it cools in the chilly air. "I do like you~ But maybe I should what?" He asks, his words carrying with them a foul stale scent, though at the same time slightly fruity and sickly sweet from his meal earlier.

22:33 Voltaica gives you a very gentle rub of your cheek. "Maybe you should take me like your own~" She gives you a tiny little giggle and sits down beside him. "Honestly, I'm completely sold on that smell" She simply says, parting her lips, and dragging her own drooly, canine tongue acorss your beak. her breath being more musty if anything~

22:37 Gyro Feather laughs as his own drool is used to slick down his feathers from the rub. He wraps a wing around her body and gently strokes his feathers over her as she meets his beak. He takes an inhale of teh musty canine breath and scrunches his face as the drooly residue is run across his beak. The bird shifts over onto her back and gently begins to grind his hips into her rump fur, causing his package to swell slightly. "Well perhaps I might~"

22:38 < Voltaica> (( so im really exhausted and might not be as descriptive as most.. is that okay with you?

22:39 < Gyro Feather> (I promise not to judge you on your posts tonight then :P)

22:39 < Gyro Feather> (But do make it enough to keep it interesting at least ^^)

22:39 < Voltaica> (( I surely can, don't worry about that~

22:42 Voltaica eventually stops licking. "you don't taste that bad yourself!" She says, not putting up a squiggle of wrestling as you roll her over, grinding against her. Her fur is just as lovely feeling as it tastes, and her ears waver. "Well, I guess this is okay, so long as you promise to be gentle~"

22:45 Gyro Feather giggles a bit at that assertion and then shakes his head at that. "Oh I mean...thats an affect of the scented oils, but that's merely a side effect. You're silly" he responds. The bird then blinks and cocks his head to the side. Didnt she just ask to be taken? No matter, he internally shrugs and then nods at her request. "Sure as gentle as you'd like~"

22:47 Voltaica sticks her tongue out. She is a little, off right now, her brain kinda weakly flaundering about. She parts her legs, giving him a little hug with her forelegs, suddenly wrapping the gryphon up in her embrace. "Hee, what a good bird~" She mutters. You could almost swear she's drunk, but she's just, exhausted~

22:50 Gyro Feather gently grinds his shaft against her soft warm hips, thrusting into it as he steadily feels his sheath swelling up followed by the sensitive fleshy tip begining to press free of him. He can feel a bit of electricity between them, though weather that was the mental connection or the static generated by rubbing an electric Pokémon was anyone's guess. "If you think I'm good now, just wait and see`"

22:54 Voltaica closes her eyes, and rubs her thighs together, sorta grinding her thighs against him. She stops talking, as the Gryphon's cute genitalia soon fits snugly into her folds. It's definitely the static coming off of her body. working all day, and not discharging has given her entire body a pleasent vibration from contect of sometyhing so sensetive. She sticks her tongue out, and loosens her hips.

23:06 Gyro Feather feels himself reach his full length as his extending barrel grinds up and down her folds. Suddenly he pulls back and then teases the tip against the sensitive opening, before begining to ease himself in. A loud gasp leaves his beak and he gives a soft purr as the warm flesh opens around him.

21:06 < Gyro Feather> was where we were :P

21:07 < Voltaica> Oh riight~

21:07 < Voltaica> Yeah, and don't worry about being gentle if you don't wish too~

21:09 < Gyro Feather> heh right~

21:11 Voltaica squirms a bit underneath the cute pastel colored gryphon. she lets out this little growl of affection, stretching her claws and paws a little as he sinks deep inside of her!

21:18 Gyro Feather sinks in slowly, til his rather large knot pushes right up against her lips. She can feel how thick it is as it starts to spread her, but he doesnt shove it in any deeper yet. He shudders and gives a small purr from teh sensations that clench against his sensitive member.

21:19 Voltaica had just met this Gryphon, and hasn't even managed to complete a date with him, but curiously she really likes him. He can feel her folds are very rarely used. Tight and wet, clenched and quivering around his Avian genitals as he fully hilts inside of her <3

21:22 Gyro Feather takes a couple heavy breaths as he gets used to the sensations before he pulls all the way out of the tight canal, before giving another quick thrust, this time a little faster too. The bird gives a soft cry, as his knot bumps up against her tunnel entrance.

21:28 Voltaica yelps jsut a tiny bit, not in any pain or anything.. she's jsut not used to a large gryphon rutting her, pinning her to the dirt. She drools a small bit as her tongue loll' out the side of her mouth. "B-Been too long, holy heck!"

21:40 < Gyro Feather> (Crashed out there, am back

21:41 < Voltaica> Welcome back <3

21:41 Gyro Feather scree's as he feels his shaft squeezed by the incredibly tight tunnel and then pulls out, only o thrust forward once more. His knot presses right up against her tight hole, and then he pulls back and thrusts again. "Oooh sooo tight~ I'm glad its been so long~"

18:55 Voltaica squeaks a bit. she's not in pain, just.. her folds are far too tight and unused and she's very sensetive back there.. not that he's making it any easier laying on top of her, screwing her silly <3

18:59 Gyro Feather thrust a little faster and harder now, panting and growling as he finds himself on the cusp of his climax. The bird lets out a loud screen and forces his thick knot into her tunnel with each push now, before it pulls back out with a wet squelch, putting him right on his edge.

19:01 Voltaica yelps once more, lifting her muzzle and panting. She collapses beneath him, growing weak as she can barely stand with her new bird mate screwing the energy from her. her pants are all she can manage out as her tight, needy cunt hits climax suddenly. coating Gyro's crotch in warm, slick fluid <3

19:03 Gyro Feather thrusts in one final time and stops as he feels her clenching and shuddering around him, squeezing on his thick shaft and holding his knot in tight. The peacock gives a loud scree from his lungs as his body quivers, pumping out spurt after spurt of hot sticky seed into her slick quivering form.

21:08 < Gyro Feather> (Yee!)

21:10 < Voltaica> Mhmm!

21:20 Voltaica gasp a little,. she's never actually had anything else in there, so as the Gryph pumps his thick cream into her. it's a good thing they don't breed together or volt would be -ensured- to have a kid~

21:22 Gyro Feather gives a couple more shudders before he collapses on top of voltaica, panting heavily. His knot is locked tight with her body, preventing either of them from pulling away as his seed is forced to swim a little deeper into her. The bird pants heavily, and now that he's laying on her, she can feel and hear the churning noises of his stomach against her body, working on whatever he'd had for dinner.

21:30 Voltaica blushes a bit, perking her ears up and just enjoying the sounds.. and his warmth. "You know gyro.. for something so adorable, I bet your stomach is completely less adorable, Hehe~"

21:33 Gyro Feather breaths deep and has his eyes half closed as he lays on top of her. THe bird is only half paying attention to her words as he relishes in the warm afterglow. He gives a grunt of acknowledgement since she seems to want one however.

21:45 < Gyro Feather> (boop~)

21:46 < Voltaica> .. just holdup, doing a buncha rps.. people really missed me ahuhu

21:46 < Gyro Feather> (Heh alright ^^)

22:11 Voltaica smiles a bit. twitching a little bit, her new 'owner' happily giving you a kiss to the front paw~

22:15 Gyro Feather gives a laugh as he feels her kissing at his front talon and gently brings it up to stroke at the pokemon's chin. He turns his head to look at her, smiling and breathing out his hot foul breath over her muzzle as his stomach steadily works on dinner. "You're such a cutie~" he says.

22:15 < Gyro Feather> (If you want him to eat you you're gonna have to do some rpodding, make it more overt :P)

22:16 < Voltaica> (( alright~

22:19 Voltaica gets a whiff of his breath, and from the sounds of his stomach full of food, steadily being churned down.. She eventually huffs. "Hey.. G-Gyro.. Are you still hungry?" She says, closing her eyes and blushing >//<

22:22 Gyro Feather thinks nothing of the fact that his sour breath his traveling out of his open beak as he breaths. He blinks at the question and tilts his head. "Hungry? I mean...sex always makes me a little hungry but I did just eat..." A lump in his throat reminds him that it has been a little bit since he'd done so, and it seemed that now was the time the pellet was knocking.

22:25 Voltaica smiles cutely, licking his beak a little. "Could you eat me? I bet a lot of meat would sate your appetite for hours.." She closes her eyes, and blushes bright, letting the aroma linger. She is soft, and you know she's tasty from your licks~

22:28 Gyro Feather pauses for a second and then lets out a cough. "E-eat you?" He asks, seemingly slightly taken aback at the question. Just then he feels the lump at the base of his throat shift a little further forward and then begin to travel up his throat. The bird hacks and coughs on top of voltaica, and if she wasnt careful, the mixture of white and purple fur surrounding bone would certainly splat over her face.

22:34 Voltaica has never been with a gryphon.. or an avian in general, so she has no idea what's coming. His pellet of digestive fluid, crop fluids, and digested food splats all over her face. She yelps, the smell atrocious makes her yelp a bit!!

22:39 Gyro Feather winces as the hot slimy mix of fur and bones from the rattata smears down Voltaica's head, leaving a trail of mostly neutralized acids and other goop. A couple bits of fur stick to her, though the majority of the pellet falls to the ground. The gryphon looks agast and apologetic and shakes his head. "S-sorry...really I didnt mean for that to happen." The smell is rank and vile, giving her a perfect idea of what it'll be like deep inside of the pretty bird.

22:41 Voltaica blushes bright, wiping most of it off with her paw, and slopping the rest of the weak acids to the ground. "Well, It was a little surprising but.. T-That's what the inside of your stomach is? P-Please..?" She closes me, and gives you a small kiss on the tummy..

22:48 Gyro Feather blinks as he hears her begging again and then folds his crests down to his head. He shakes his head as she kisses his stomach. "You...really want to go in there? B-but you'll end up as a yellow one of...those..." he says, flicking the pellet away. "Here let me clean you anyways." Before she can answer he brings his hot beak down to her face and begins to lick over her fur, letting her glance down the tunnel all the while. It was so close and so inviting. She could probably force her way inside.

22:53 Voltaica smiles a little bit, and nods. "Yeah, I think I'd love to end up as one of those~" She says, gazing up into his mouth at his tight throat, his thin, long tongue. She closes her eyes and pushes her muzzle into his mouth letting him enjoy her taste.. really hoping he'd take over <3

22:57 Gyro Feather licks gently over her face, pulling off the foul fur that he'd accidentally coated her snout with, and that delectible flavor that made up her fur. The gryphon gives a little purr, imagining it sliding down his throat, but then stops himself. Soon though, he feels that snout sliding up ever further, coating her face with hot slippery drool and pushing into his throat. The bird was fighting back the urge even as she tempted him.

23:00 Voltaica lets her tongue out, and licks his throat gently, nuzzling closer and flittering her tail down between her legs. Her taste is rather smooth now that the filthy pellet he hacked up all over her. She gives you a tiny littl lick again, and smiles. She has a medallion, you remmber her tlaking about it <3

23:10 Gyro Feather feels the nuzzling at the back of his throat, triggering a reflexive gulp around the strangely eager pokemon, sending the first bit of her down his throat. THe gryphon pauses for a second as if considering what to do, and swallows again. He remembers nothing of said amulet, but it seems that there's no stopping Voltaica, and she does taste lovely. His hot drool quickly coats her fur as it presses deeper into him.

23:13 Voltaica finally stops trying to push inside, as Gyro finally submits to his desires and starts to swallow her. his slick, tight avian gullet taking most of her head inside. His thick drool makes her fur nice and slick, making it easier to get your cvream filled treat!

23:14 < Gyro Feather> (I'm not a big fan of reformation tbh xP)

23:14 < Voltaica> (( Well how do you plan on doing this~?

23:15 < Gyro Feather> (Marking it at noncanon at the point where he ate her :P)

23:15 < Voltaica> (( Hmmh, alright~ <3 or maybe, jsut to let gyro and her keep the expirience, he can hack her up in canon, but keep her down out of it~

23:16 Gyro Feather takes another powerful swallow as his throat clenches and squeezes over her head, pulling her neck inside of his beak. The fearl instincts were taking over now as his claws reach down to grab at her shoulders. He shifts backwards, finally pulling his knot from her tight tunnel, drawing a sharp gasp around her head as his length is exposed to the air.

23:19 < Gyro Feather> (sure that cna work too :P)

23:19 < Gyro Feather> (Though in that case she probably doesnt get further than his crop :B)

23:19 Voltaica smiles cutely, wriggling her hindlegs. his toy now quickly becoming a meal. She's a sucker for cute, charismatic types.. and was eager to let herself become a part of one. the stench deep in his gut fills her nose, and with how much stronger he is, her fate is sealed <3

23:20 < Voltaica> (( why not, would the Cutie wanna send her to his gut, to churn up permanently~

23:20 < Gyro Feather> (I mean in the canon one :P)

23:21 < Voltaica> derp

23:24 Gyro Feather pushes her chest into his beak and then into his throat as she makes a large bulge in the sides of his neck. His sharp beak tip runs through the small of her back as he gulps, and he can feel her begining to fill out into his crop. The bird intended on leaving her there for the moment. His tongue searches over her fuzzy electric belly, matting it down and sucking the static out of it.

23:26 Voltaica is quickly suckled weak, into both physical strength and her static charge. his meal not only going down smooth into his crop, a place the un-informed mare thinks is his stomach! She starts to bulge it a bit, the Canine much larger, much mroe fillign and tastier than his rattata dinner~

23:30 < Voltaica> I'd tottaly be up for marking her as prey on your profiiile~ if onyl she wans't one of my only two characters I'd love to let you claim her permanently~

23:32 Gyro Feather curls his tongue up around her rump and dips it between her cheeks, against her tail hole and dripping feminine lips. He can feel his chest swell beneath his feathers and then presses that soft furry rump down his throat. THe hot muscles squeeze and pull at her body, massaging the hot slime into her. All that remains sticking from his beak are a pair of hind paws and a tail, and soon those would be gone as well.

23:32 < Gyro Feather> (:P I'd refuse the latter! At least until I can end up down her gullet :P)

23:33 < Voltaica> Heh <3

23:35 Voltaica curls up in his crop, totally thinking she's stuffed in his stomach now, as his spit and throat slime coats every single inch of her body. She's all slick, and starts licking the walls of his Crop, as he swallows her down, sending her vanishing into his stomach, never to be seen again on the outside world. the cutie pastel bird now having a big bulge in his crop~

23:39 < Voltaica> I didn';t relaize you weren't really fond of willing prey! ;u;

23:39 < Gyro Feather> Generally no, I can make exceptions :P

23:39 < Voltaica> Well you woulden't take her on your oooown

23:41 Gyro Feather snaps his beak shut, casting Voltaica in darkness, and then one final swallow seals her form away in his hot gullet. He traces his claw down her wiggling form as she moves to his crop and then lets out a sigh. SHe'd find that in there, none of the sour tastes come from the walls that one might expect from an active stomach, nor were the scents that lingered in there much worse than that of his breath before. THe muscles of the crop squeeze lightly on her form, and all around her the steady thumping of his heart and his breathing adds to the noise of his sloshing gurgling stomach.

23:41 < Gyro Feather> Well...you'd shown interest in wanting to be willing :P

23:41 < Gyro Feather> And you're cute enough I wanted to indulge you :B

23:41 < Voltaica> (( D'aw~ <3

23:44 Voltaica soon realizes she's not inside of a stomach. Her larger body get's crushed pretty tight by the Gryphon's tight, powerful muscles. She get's a few bruises, and scuffs from his tight sack. She's got no idea what she's in, though the stronger mechanical digestion does seem to rough your large meal up a bit <3

23:50 Gyro Feather gets to his feet and begins to make his way to the kitchen, causing his crop to sway back and forth with her in it, shuffling beneath his feathers. The sack is rather tight, and while the muscles do contract enough to cause bruises, all the damage is rather superficial to the creature inside of him. "So...is it still everything you'd been imagining?"

23:59 Voltaica squeaks as she get's tossed around. The bruises are really not much but it is still helping break her down. She doesn't say anything as he crushes her, but soon enough, after he settles down and his muscles stop crushing her you feel her sorta nod, and a muffled 'mhmm' From her snout.. Weird creature, really wants to be a part of him <3

00:07 Gyro Feather rolls his eyes at that response and pops open his icebox. Despite having just consumed a rather large dog like creature, he still felt like he wanted a little more in him. The bird spoons a couple bits of salmon and tuna down his gullet, and follows that with a couple pickles, causing an even stronger stench as they contents rain down on the poor creature inside.

00:10 Voltaica cna be heard kidna grumbling and squirming a little more, with what tiny fragment of strength your snakc had left as the tight, dry chamber fills with slick, saliva coated fish and pickles. his stomach alreayd has lingering bits of food it in, but he's just packing himself nice and full for dessert isn't he~ <3

00:14 Gyro Feather spots the pie on the counter and briefly considers gulping some of that down too, but then shakes his head. He needs to clear his crop at least. He grabs the tin and places it on his back, walking it over towards the coffee table. The bird sets it down there and lays down, putting some pressure upon the pokemon in his crop. Finally he closes his eyes and begins to let the bottom muscles of his crop relax. If she doesnt protest son, there'll be no turning back.

00:22 Voltaica seems to finally get comfortable. At least until even more pressure than usual starts crushing her, really starting to hurt a tad, but still, she doesn't say a thing. She doesn't have the strength, the static charge, or anything to protest even if she wanted to~ She's fully his prey now <3

00:25 Gyro Feather relaxes further, laying his head on a cushion. His crop however, begins to squeeze at the top and open along the bottom, gently shuffling his meal down towards his groaning gurgling stomach. The distance is rather a short one, and already Gyro can see the signs of her hips pushing out into the next chamber. He finds the bulge that he thinks is Voltaica's head and gently carresses it with his talon.

00:49 < Gyro Feather> (Snugs~ I gotta run off to bed I'm afraid)

00:49 < Gyro Feather> (I hope you feel better ^^)

00:50 < Voltaica> Awhg.. alright

00:51 < Gyro Feather> (Sowwy, its like 1, and I gots work...)

00:53 < Voltaica> That's okay.. See you around cutie <3

00:53 < Gyro Feather> (Though arent you out of mood anyways due to the storm? xP

00:53 < Gyro Feather> <3

00:55 < Voltaica> I love storms~ just other things peeved me

00:55 < Gyro Feather> (ahh maybe I can stay up a little later, just for you then :P

00:57 < Voltaica> ( Gyro's digestive system can wait~ you get some sleep <3

00:57 < Gyro Feather> (To be fully honest, I was gonna stay up till I finished for the night :P I just thought you were done)

00:58 < Gyro Feather> (So I figured we ewre finished ^^

00:58 < Voltaica> h.. well then yeah, let's continue till volty is no more~ <3

01:00 Voltaica keeps both her eyes closed tightly as his crop finished loosening her up and squeezing the energy out of her. She figures thart from the reeking smell, and the humidity she's being pushed towards his churning gut. slathered in fish and pickles half chewed and crushed. Most creatures would probably be begging for their life, or to get out.. But this large snack doens't bother even trying~ <3 even being eaten she's a pleasing, good friend~

01:04 Gyro Feather presses upon her form as she continues to slip deeper and deeper into his greedy stomach. Very quickly she finds herself bumping up against meaty half digested chunks of rattata that the stomach was working hard on processing. In here the scent was even fouler, smelling like acid and death as she marinates in slime that used to be a creature. Slowly he can feel her spilling out, and soon his crop would be empty.

01:06 Voltaica does kinda readjust, taken aback at how terrible the inside of his stomach was~ it sounded really comfortable from the outside but inside, it smells filthy, and it's crowded with slime, chunks and acids. She tries squirming, but it merely feels like a more pleasant gut rub, form the inside. with how weak she's become, she cna't even speak, and Gyro just figures she's enjoying herself. She still is, but the severeity of her situation finnaly dawned, her lust the only thing keeping her in his gut.. and the fact that there's no physical way in the world for her to escpae~ <3

01:13 Gyro Feather pats his bulging squirming stomach as he feels the creature inside begin to squirm and move, bringing a pur to his chest. Oh how he did love live prey, and I suppose since she had wanted it, it was nothing to be thought of any more. The stomach squeezes harder than the crop does, grinding into her fur and smushing the thick goop between her toes and into her fur. WIth as active as the stomach is, it'd even likely be difficult to avoid a taste of the foul bile that coated her. Meanwhile, the bird turns his attention towards the lovely peach pie on the coutner, mulling it over.

01:16 Voltaica lets out this pleasured.. or pained, hard to tell with a creature as weird as her, whimper. She his stomach already active starts to break her down just like anything else. Her soft fur, and large body being a pleasureful feeling for him.. and very filling, there's only a small bubble of air atop her that isn't a sea of churning, sloshing bile and chyme. not to mention the white streaks from the birds seed seeping from her exposed cunt. the cutie still sensetive down there, as acids fill the chamber >//~//<

01:22 Gyro Feather doesnt much care for her feelings now, its far too late to care as she decided to become his prey already, and there wasnt much for him to do for her now. The greedy bird does however, grab the pie and begin to gulp it down, and then immidieatly sends it to the stomach from his crop, ferrying with it some amount of air that refreshes the putrid chamber. The sweet smell of peaches adding to the chamber somehow makes it even worse in there. The acids, still active from teh rattata work hard at the new mess of food, tingling at her fur and eating away at the exposed sensitive flesh. "Oh I hope that that's everything you thought it was and more~" He purrs. "Even if I could spit you out, I wouldnt now~"

01:26 Voltaica seems rather happy as his stomach gets a bit more air, only to be filled with chewed up, mushed up pie, slopping across her. the Gryphon packing away tons of food, his gut bulging, and loud as it tries it's hardest. with all of the food diluting his acids, they only softener her up for now.. His stomach walls doing most of the digesting as they slosh, toss her around, and crush the still-living snack. If Volt's genitals weren't spent form Gyro fucking her silly, or loosing sensitivity from the acids and food filling them she'd prolly be getting off soon, especially with the Gryphon taunting her, letting her know she's right where she belongs <3

01:29 Gyro Feather is done with food for now though, and sets the other half of the pie down .

01:30 < Gyro Feather> (oops

01:31 < Voltaica> Hehe~

01:32 < Gyro Feather> [01:29:59] [06.10.16] -*- Gyro Feather is done with food for now though, and sets the other half of the pie down and returns to rubbing teh poor creature inside his stomach. He think he hears a noise of pleasure at his taunting and then smirks. His talon finds a bulge that he thinks is her rump and squeezes upon it while the rest of his stomach rolls over her poor form, making sure to thoroughly mix her with the slop, getting toop everywhere, into her mouth and up her nose and even down underneath her tail. "Oh you like that do you? What about the fact that soon you'll be no different from that rattata, a yellow and black lump of fur surrounding a bone~"

01:37 Voltaica growls under her breath a bit, cho9king and coughing. All sounds gyro is used to from his usual live prey. Her squirms stop as his digested contents, acids and all sorts of various fluids end up all over her as she sometimes get's crushed so much, the stomach squeezes all of the digested slop up, filling the chamber whilst it contracts and holds. THe digestive hell compared to most still keeps your meal from tying to hard. Her paws without claws in use rub against the walls. THe mere thought of sucha cute thing fucking her, and packing her away in it's adorable light blue get, that's horribly not adorable on the inside is much for her to think about, most of her fur having been digested, patches of her skin showing severe chemical burns~ His continued taunting makes her lust keep driving her crazy, unable to be pleasured, even as he gropes his food <#

01:43 Gyro Feather is having too much fun with his meal to let her just pass out and swallows a little more air. "That pellet, by the way? I'm just going to toss it in the trash. Its what you do with waste after all and soon thats all you'll be. I'll probably even forget your name or that we fucked. I cant tell you how many of my preys I've given the same treatment~" He purrs, rather getting into the taunting now even as he hears her chokes and coughs. "How's that rattata taste by the way?" He asks, with a snort. The pie and fish are starting to become looser too, and the meat that had been the other prey seems to have largely dissolved.

01:49 Voltaica lets out anoher whine of neediness, unable to get the pleasure in this churning pit of slop. most of it clearing and mixing with the fluids, at least letting her have more space away from the solid chunks of meat and bone.. but the fluids keep rising as more and more of herself and the rest of his dinner gurgles down. most of it rather quick, but volt seems to be taking it well, her blood only just now starting to seep from the digested patches of her flesh, and her head for the most part is safe,.. her senses still taking every overpowering scent, sound and taste of this vile place inside another <3 His teasing makes it hard for her to think straight, taunting and agitating his food~

01:54 Gyro Feather pushes down on the lump where her head is, briefly submerging her below the liquid before letting her back up with a hearty laugh. "And you know the rest of you that i dont absorb? I wont be able to tell you from the rat that I ate. You'll just be a stinky brown mass that comes out from underneath my tail hole, the two of you mixed together forever, before I flush your stinking selves away. Of course, given how you acted I guess you always wanted to be bird shit~" the bird chirps and then gives a hearty laugh. He could hear her whining inside and rather hoped that Voltaica would get herself off before the end.

02:01 Voltaica almost drowns in digestive bile before he lets her up. She notices him getting rougher, more vicious with his actions, his stomach strength and his taunting. Sadly she might not be able to get off with the damage her body has sustained, including her cunt. His food so weak.. so helpless.. and totally his complete Bitch.. it's too bad he can't spit her up even if he wanted too~ He gave her what he wanted, got what he wanted, and now she's done for~ <3

02:04 Gyro Feather gives a loud belch and closes his eyes, preparing to snooze as he feels her stregth ebbing and her struggles weaking. "You know...I just realized, its a pitty I forgot to ask your name. Oh well...Consider this me asking you now, so that when I let you out, I can hear you give your answer...probably like pbbbbbbtttttt or something," he says with a laugh. Shortly after, his breath begins to slow as the gryphon slowly drifs off to sleep, while his stomach begins to work overtime on his poor meal.

02:08 Voltaica tries getting her name out.. pity you can't hear her over the noisy slopping and gurgling between your legs, and underneath you. She eventually succumbs as his gut works overtime. his acids fully submerging her. she doesn't drown, as she technically bleeds out from most of her body singing off. and starting to digest. She soon just turns into a mushy pile, not conscious, and not able to enjoy the feeling anymore. Gyro however get's the lovely feeling of his gut churning his latest catch down and micing her remains with the large puddle in his gut <3

02:09 < Voltaica> (( Still wish this could be her permanent, final fate in such an adorable, vicious Gryph, Heh <3 I love him when he's rough like this~

02:20 Gyro Feather sleeps on throughout the rest of the day as his stomach slowly breaks her down, becoming less bulgy and softer at first, before it then begins to drain away into his gurgling intestines. The gryphon's stomach treats her no different from any other prey despite having joined the lovely bird willingly.

02:21 Gyro Feather sleeps well. By the time gryphon wakes up the next day, his stomach is completly empty, though he does have a bit of added wait to his belly and hips. The bird feels a familiar if unpleasant sensation in his throat and swings off the couch, to trot over to the trash can. He begins to gag and cough, bringing up a bulge that appears in his neck, about the size of a football. Soon that plops down into the trash can, splattering against the bag inside and stinking up the small compartment with its filthy smell of bile. The foul taste lingers on the birds tongue, as he smacks his beak a couple times to clear it. Down at the bottom int he center of the bag lie a large yellow and black mass, oozing with slime. A skull, half crushed, as well as several other pearly white bones poked through the surface, glinting brightly in the light. He then closes the lid and walks away. Later int eh day he'd certainly toss it away where it would rot in a dump.

02:22 Gyro Feather then makes his way to his bathroom. He sits his blue rump down on the porciline throne in a half perched postition and flags his pretty feathered tail out of the way. Relaxing and grunting, he feels the first relief of pressure as a thick brown log presses out of his plot hole, almost painfully big, accompanied with a smelly blast of air. The bird coughs at the foul meaty smell it made, and continues squeezing. THe brown lumps are entirely devoid of anything that might inform anyone of what they had been before, as his gizzard had rather adeptly filters out all the unmeltable bits. Slowly he feels the releif as the large brown mass coils beneath him. Finally the bird finishes with a loud plop. He then dips his shaft down and lets loose a trickle of yellow stream, adding to the foul scent in the air with teh odor of amonia. Finally the bird hops off, casts an eye at the large pile, and then flushes it. It takes a couple of them, but finally all the bits of his meal depart down the drain, never to be seen again. True to his word, Voltaica's existance blended in with the rest of his preys within a week, and within a month even the fat on his body would be worked off, leaving nothing left to the world of her existance.

02:22 < Voltaica> ~

02:22 < Gyro Feather> (I suppose if you really really want <3 though it will be sad to see her go :P)

02:22 < Voltaica> (( she's one of my only characters.. I cna't perma her away to you~ just know if the thought ever came to me to let volt go, it'd be your gut <3

02:22 < Gyro Feather> (If you miss her too much, I always give the prey the option to take their characters away from me :P)

02:23 < Gyro Feather> ( alright <3

02:24 < Voltaica> Hehee~ though do consder this timeline she's as good as gone, unable to reform from his gut <3 y'sure you won't let it sldie so the two can keep these memories? Volty might be unable to dom the bird after this happened.. she'd be his little toysnack~

02:27 < Voltaica> though she still would.. She's desire some cute revenge noms <3

02:27 < Gyro Feather> (nope! she doesnt get to,and i think its too hot for it to end like this to even split it :P. They might meet all over again :B

02:28 < Gyro Feather> :B

02:28 < Voltaica> Heh... Heh~ <3 let that incaration of Volty die in his gut huh~? <3

02:29 < Gyro Feather> ye