Stats

The RP has a total of 29 lines, 1519 words, and 8224 characters.
The average line consists of 52.38 words that themselves average 4.41 characters taking about 5 minutes, 46 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 15 lines, 909 words, and 4935 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 60.6 words that themselves average 4.43 characters taking about 5 minutes, 3 seconds.
River Miirik said a total of 14 lines, 610 words, and 3289 characters.
River Miirik's average line consists of 43.57 words that themselves average 4.39 characters taking about 6 minutes, 29 seconds.

22:23 Gyro Feather makes his way into the bar. He offers the bird and a couple others a wave as he finds a spot to take a seat.

22:24 River Miirik waves Gyro over to the seat beside her.

22:25 Gyro Feather spots the large blue dragon from the otehr day and makes his way over to her. "Emarth's friend right? River Miirik?" He asks, taking a seat next to the large form.

22:26 River Miirik nods leaning down and giving him a peck on his beak. "Thats me~!"

22:33 Gyro Feather giggles a bit as he's kissed and then brings a claw up to drag underneath her snout wth a grin. "Well then...sorry about the other day. Its a pleasure to really make your aquaintance miss."

23:03 River Miirik smiles able to feel this tiny movements as she wrapped her tail around him. Snugly tugging him to her side as she ran a hand over his head. Stroking it "oh perhaps. Then again your lucky someone intervened and took your place~

23:06 Gyro Feather shivers as the warm scaled tail encircles his body. Relucantly he shifts closer till his body presses against her flank. His crest folds back unerneath her touch as he shifts lightly in her grip. "Right...well I trust that you've found another someone today hopefully? And I rather need to grab a drink."

23:17 River Miirik shakes her head squeezing him with her tail now as she grinned. "sadly no. However you seem eager now don't you? I promise i'll make it enjoyable~" LIcking his head feathers as her stomach growled.

23:19 Gyro Feather grimaces as the tongue runs over his head, leaving a glistening patch of smelly drool that drenched his feathers and caused them to droop. His natural flavors mix with the warm lemony taste of his scented oils, alighting on the tongue. "N-no I'm rather not eager to disapear down your stinking throat like that..."

23:29 River Miirik grins as she turned around and brought out a bottle of Alfredo. Pouring it on his head and rubbing it into his feathers as she kept squeezing. "hmm does anyone have pasta? I think it'd go well with bird"

23:32 Gyro Feather squawks, feeling the cool bottle of sauce running down his head feathers, dripping across his chest and back and turning his blue coat and pink feathers a bright shade of white. Some of it runs down his beak and over his eyes, causing him to squint his eyes shut. "W-what are you doing?" He half screes, pushing at the coils which inevitbly get coated in the run off of the sauce as well.

23:35 River Miirik now sprinkles garlic herbs from her purse that fell upon most of his front and top the sauce continuing to drip and stain his feathers as she kissed his cheek. Intaking the flavor. "Ughh. You taste amazing!~ Arms to the side my darling dinner!"

23:41 Gyro Feather just about sneezes as some of the herbs fall upon his snout and cover his sauce coated bod, but he manges to stiffle it. The next lick brings yet another shudder. He found himself unable to not obey the orders with her tail curled around his legs and wings, holding them pressed against his body.

23:48 River Miirik smiles bringing her up to her head. Giving his beak one final kiss as she opened her gaping maw. Revealing her ebony mouth flesh as her teeth shine. She retracts them though into her gums before sucking on his head. Savoring the flavor as she slowly pushes him into her maw.

23:54 Gyro Feather squirms in the grip of the greedy dragon as he's lifted up within her tail, trying to slip a claw free. He stares up at the black maw, the end of it only detailed by the lack of glistening drool where the light fails to reach. Those pearly white teeth intimidate him before they retract and he's forced instead into a smooth fleshy maw. The pressure on his ears cuases them to pop as the thick sauce is lapped up, replaced with smelly drool. He can feel the organic motions of the chamber all around him as River Miirik 's lips slowly encircle him.

00:00 River Miirik tugs on his body with her tongue and lips. Her stinky and foul breath embedding itself into his body as he was blasted fully with it. Her tail maw moved to his flank pushing him in faster as he'd find his beak was now peering over the dark abyss that lead to her crop residing just besides her gullet.

00:04 Gyro Feather feels the tongue run over his face, as another gulp drags him deeper into her gullet, causing a small bulge in the throat where his head spread out the muscles. The hot humid and stale breath wafts around him, it was all he could breath and the heavy scent leaves him coughing. The sauce steadily drips down over his body as she forces him deeper still, with both his wing and arm shoulders pushing into River Miirik's maw.

00:08 River Miirik now grasped his legs as she took ahold of them so she might push him in fully. His claws soon enveloped by her mouth flesh while his head was bulging out her throat. Now gulping him down while her thrasing tongue explored his body she lifts her head up and rubs the bulge he made in her neck.

00:15 Gyro Feather tries to flare his wings and grasp with his claws as they for a moment slip free of the coils, only to then seconds later get engulfed by the hot flesh that squeezes around him. His hind legs kick up in the air while his tail lashes around, finding vertigo in his new position. What continues to drip of the sauce runs down his body into her jaws. The cheese sauce rushes around him in gulps, while the rest of him is slowly drawn inward. The massaging rubbing of the paw does nothing but make the bird squirm even harder as he disapears.

00:21 River Miirik touches her neck feeling him slowly pushed and gulped down towards her crop. Soon his beak is touching one of her gullets as the muscles around him squeeze his form hard as the chamber slowly allowed entrance. His beak barely made its way thru it before another hard squeeze occurred.

00:28 Gyro Feather takes a gasp of air as the pressure lets up as his beak presses through into the dragon's crop, which was only a little more spacious than her throat. Another powerful swallow and more of his body presses in. His head snugs against the sphincter at the other end of the sac, closed for now as his body is forced to curl up in her chest. Only his hind legs and tail lashes out of the mouth as he's squeezed from all around.

00:29 Gyro Feather shifts deep inside River Miirik 's body, squawking for his freedom.

00:30 River Miirik pats her belly squishing it with her own hands while rolling it around with happiness. Her gastric walls already gushing out their acids and filling up her stomach chamber

00:41 Gyro Feather feels himself sliding throuh the second sphincter as her belly contracts and squishes, when the final gulp sends his paws and tail down her gullet. The even fouler scent of her gurgling stomach makes the gryphon cough, dulled only by the heavy scent of alfredo. River Miirik's claws press agasint his form, kneading him deeper until he plops down into the acidic chamber. The bird gives a squawk, shouting, "Let me out, I'm not food!"

00:43 River Miirik she ignores his pleas and his statements as she kept patting and stroking her belly. Letting out a loud belch as the acids ate away at his form faster the more he moved. The acidic chamber now held so much only one of his nostrils peeked above them.

00:46 Gyro Feather squeals as the stomach squeezes around him, forcing him mostly unerneath the juices that surrounded him and causing a noise that echos in his ears, drowning out breifly the insistent gurgles of the belly around him. The bird struggles on his last breath, feeling his feathers and fur coming loose in the mess. When he tries to breath instead he gets a nose full of juices, causing him to hack and cough. Another inhale with no air and the bird's form finally goes still, nothing but a hunk of meat for the greedy dragoness.

00:52 River Miirik let's out one final belch once more as she Go up from her seat. Panting the huge bulge he made as she turned all the mass into gut fat. Heading to the bathrooms to finish the job.

01:01 Gyro Feather churns away in River's stomach, rather quickly getting melted down into nothing, save for what pressed itself as an urgent need at her rump and what was already beginning to form as fat on her thighs.

01:05 River Miirik walls into the bathroom with a brisk pace. The birds remains sitting heavily as she urgently looked for an open stall. She finds one soon enoguh closing the door behind herself as she sat onto the toilet. Grunting as her trio of assholes began quivering. Soon thick squishy coils of shit gushed out. Filling the toilet as the pile grew and grew to the point of rubbed against her flank. Finally she shits out his skull before panting and getting up. Grabbing his skull and some feathers that managed to survive before flushing the heavy duty toilet.