Vanishing Down that Lovely Mouth

16 October 2016

10:12 < Knyght Tyme> [eico]nknyghtmouth[/eicon]

10:12 < Knyght Tyme> Feral tongue though.

10:12 < Gyro Feather> such a lovely mouth~

10:13 Mellow D pushes Gyro towards the 'lovely mouth'.

10:14 Gyro Feather squawks and stumbles towards it. He can smell its hot stale breath on his beak.

10:15 < Nightie Pie> D-Darn it do not arouse me guys! >,>'

10:17 Mellow D pushes him a little closer to Knyght and gives the pony a wink.

10:18 < Knyght Tyme> Haha~

10:19 < Sunset Shim> Nightie loves the mouths?

10:19 < Sunset Shim> Don't blame ya~

10:20 Mellow D snickers and gives Gyro another small shove into Tyme and chuckles.

10:21 Gyro Feather squawks as he's pushed a little closer once more, his beak this time sliding between the pony's teeth. The gryphon's eyes go wide as he tries to pull back.

10:27 Mellow D holds Gyro still in case Knyght wasn't going to grab him. <_<"

10:29 Knyght Tyme [sub]is a bit distracted with a game, heh.[/sub] gives the gryphon's chin and underside of his head a slow, drawn out lick. He snickered a bit and pushed his mouth forward, stretching it open to slide the gryphon's head right on into that welcoming throat.

10:33 Mellow D smiles and watches with glee as Knyght accepts her offering!

10:35 Gyro Feather squawks as he feels the hot tongue running along his neck, leaving a hot trail of drool upon his form. He finds his retreat quickly halted however, by Mellow's hoof against the back of his head. His crests fold down against his head as the beak and top of his face pushs into the slick embrace of the hot gullet. The bird begins to squirm, bringing his claws up to try and push at Knyght's chest. He had only wanted to look.

10:37 Knyght Tyme will give him a 'look' indeed.. a very, intimate look. The stallion huffed, exhaling around the gryphon's head before he relaxed his jaw and pushed forward, sliding Gyro's head right into the back of his mouth and over that curve down toward his gut. He swallowed, the muscles clamping down around him and more or less locking that trip down.

10:39 Mellow D keeps her hooves on Gyro's rump to keep him from squirming away from the blue pony now set on devouring him and grins wickedly as she got to watch yet another gryphon fall victim to the might of a pony

10:41 Gyro Feather makes muffled noises as the loud glck echoes in his ears as his face crests down into the throbbing gullet. He can hear the thumping of the other's heartbeat in addition to the loud swallows as his neck is drawn in over the tongue. The feathers carry with them a hint of lemon lime today, matching his scent. His tail swats back at the pony behind him as he struggles to get free, yet the two of them easilly overpowered the poor bird.

10:42 Knyght Tyme worked his mouth down the gryphon's neck, seemingly easily just swallowing him down. The stallion paused once his mouth met Gyro's shoulders, having to adjust himself a bit to assure the next bit would go.. smoothly. He huffed then pushed forward, his mouth expanding out enough to fit over the barrel of the gryphon's upper body.

10:44 Mellow D huffs as she's hit in the face with the tail and gives Gyro's rump a few good thumps from her hooves against it's soft feathery cheeks before helping to push the cat-bird in a little more for Knyght, giving him a little bit more force to slide the other male down his throat.

10:51 Gyro Feather breaths a sigh of relief as the pony seems to stop trying to work him down now, shoulders outside of the maw, before a shove and another gulp presse those in too. The smell of the stallions insides is getting stronger still, a stale grassy smell, and yet something more, a bit of a lingering predatory scent. The gryphon tenses as the hooves press into his fured rump a little harder, slowly making that curve down towards the stomach and getting himself covered in more of the foul saliva.

10:54 Knyght Tyme continued to work his tongue along the gryphon's body, leaving a trail of saliva.. course with that throat squeezing around him, the trail blend out quickly enough, leaving just a soaking bird-butt sliding inward. The stud let out a grunt, giving another hard swallow, the gryphon far enough in that his head pushed into the stud's stomach.

10:55 Mellow D takes this time to pull away from Knyght Tyme and gives him some space before she ends up joining the gryphon in his stomach...or just somewhere inside the pred pony in general.

10:59 Gyro Feather takes a gasp of air as his beak pierces into the stomach and then instantly regrets it. The hot humid air is even more foul there, filled with the acrid scent of many foods long past. By the squelching and gurgling he could hear around him, it seemed that the pony had yet to even finish his last meal before he tucked him away. The bird could feel the last of his feathers flow down the throat while his belly instead finds itself tickled by the tongue. All the while, his behind legs wheel futiley in the air behind him, searching for a way to get free.

11:02 Knyght Tyme at this point rotated his head upwards, drawing the gryphon's legs free of anything to grip and instead providing a gravity fed slide right on down to join the rest of his body in that acrid dungeon. The stallion took a seat, hoof swinging around to prod and massage at the bulge Gyro was now making in his gut, all the while the stallion's throat continued to gulp and swallow the rest of the body down.

11:06 Gyro Feather shifts down as more of his body empties out into the hot sweltering stomach, causing his face to squish into the mass of mostly digested chyme that squishes beneath his feathers and smears over his face. The gryphon clenches his beak shut, but still some of the foul liquid seeps through the non watertight seal to alight on his tongue. Finally he crests the surface once more, sputtering out in the dark chamber and pushing back against the prodding hoof.

11:10 Knyght Tyme could feel the gryphon begin to curl up inside his stomach. He had swallowed most of him by this point, leaving just a fluffy feathered butt sticking from his maw before with another few hard gulps and swallows, all traces of the gryphon disappeared into that maw. He closed his mouth for a moment, licking his lips before looking down at the massive bulge the meal had made in his gut.

11:11 Mellow D chuckles to herself and happily trots about. "Ha! I am the slayer of all that is cute and fluffy!"

11:15 < Nightie Pie> Well that was fun... I-I am gonna go and go a a privet room... Fantasizing about all this. ^//^'

11:16 Gyro Feather had not a feathered butt, but rather just a furry one, which soaks the saliva even better. His tail squishes behind him, but his forepaws had managed to get trapped, tucked against his body. The teeth press into his form as they strain to get him in followed soon by the tongue curling up between his cheeks and pushing him down, bringing a quiver as it presses into tailhoole for just a moment. The feather tipped tail soon joins him as the bird is sealwd away in its entireity. The gryphon struggles and squirms, pushing his claws and paws out against the walls of the stomach, distorting the contours of his body that otherwise show perfectly through the taut gut.

11:17 < Gyro Feather> (I suppose we ought to move it too Knyght Tyme)

11:18 < Knyght Tyme> [Heh, depends on how far you want to carry it out.]

11:18 < Gyro Feather> (I like it to go all the way till hte bird is just a mess~)

11:19 < Nightie Pie> Because I like life... Plus already did experience it... Once...

11:20 Knyght Tyme slowly rose up from his seated position, adjusting to the additional weight pulling at his gut. He snorted, chuckled, then made his way out of the room.. to.. handle the rest.

11:20 < Mellow D> Pffft...Well that's no fun!

11:24 < Gyro Feather> rules state that unfortunately

11:26 < Knyght Tyme> Can probably link a log after the fact.

11:26 < Knyght Tyme> If you're that into it.

11:27 < Sunset Shim> Mhm. Just one of those things. Not everyone is into it

11:30 < Gyro Feather> Well if you dont mind knyght, sure I can.

11:33 < Knyght Tyme> I don't mind.

11:20 < Knyght Tyme> [Private then?]

11:20 < Gyro Feather> (Indeed~)

11:21 < Knyght Tyme> [How detailed do you like it?]

11:22 < Gyro Feather> (Digestion, usually passing out after some pain and superficial damage, disposal go as far as you like, because I like it all. That one scene you did in teh gullet's restrooms for example was marvelous ^^)

11:22 < Gyro Feather> (but also, I dont mind taking digestion more or less gruesome, if you prefer, I rather enjoy the gamut.)

11:25 Knyght Tyme made his way to his garden. figuring he'd make some use of the meal.. knowing full well his body wouldn't probably gain too much from the gryphon. Using magic, he dug a quick hole then took a seat beside it, looking down at the squirming and moving bulge in his gut of the body trapped within. Inside his gut, the acids and acrid fluid built up around Gyro, stinging as it worked to dissolve and soften him up, those feathers being the first to melt away.

11:30 Gyro Feather feels himself sloshing back and forth in that foul chamber, getting more and more of his body coated and saturated in that chyme. He rather quickly feels the burning of the acids and enzymes upon his flesh, causing his feathers to loosen and his fur to fall away into the mess, exposing his raw skin to more of the action. The bird feels disoriented as the pony sits down, flailing and pushing at the walls as he struggles to find the surface for another gasping breath of air. "P-please...spit me out..." the bird begs, though his words are largely drowned out by the various organic noises that sound around him.

11:32 Knyght Tyme laughed, able to vague make out what sounded like complaints from within his distended gut. "Oh, c'mon now.. you knew the risk.. you took the dive.. well, got goaded into it a bit, but we both know it's far too late now~" He gave his gut a punch, causing that stomach to compress tightly around the now featherless gryphon, smearing those fluids against him. "So best to do what you can to enjoy yourself before you turn into the next load of fertilizer for my garden~"

11:37 Gyro Feather squawks as he hears the loud booming noise of the other's voice echoing around him, channeled in by the flesh. The bird shudders at the taunting and shakes his head. "I was pushed in! You should have eaten that stupid mare in-ooof" The wind is knocked out of him by that blow and finds his head beneath the liquid for the moment once more. The pain is rising as the acids work their way through to the live skin underneath, drawing further panicked motions from his doomed treat.

11:40 Knyght Tyme snickered, "Mmm~ Too bad she didn't get pulled in too.. two meals in one is always nice." He sighed, "But can't have everything as you like it, I suppose." He shrugged, rubbing at the bulges and outlines he could make out, assuring the trapped body within was thoroughly and fully coated with that active digestive fluid. The stinging began to null out, a sign that the gryphon was already on the way out, only moments away before he'd pass out and be unable to put up this little.. protest. Of course, the protest usually only accelerated their digestion, but after a certain point that rarely mattered.

11:46 Gyro Feather found himself growing lightheaded in the powerful stomach as his struggles use up much of his fresh air. The heat and humidity sap his strength, while every breath is difficult to take as it stings his nasal passages and lungs. The pain begins to subside as even that layer of skin disapears, leaving muscle to the squeezing mechanical action of the gut. Already suffering from hypoxia, he soon sucumbs to his fate, passing out in the foul chamber, going still save for some twitching of his body as parts of him cling to life.

11:48 Knyght Tyme began to knead and prod at his gut, making sure that the meal inside was properly coated at all times. After a while, he felt those twitches die off, leaving just the mush of the body slowly digesting in his gut. He chuckled, shrugged, and laid down aside the hole, figuring a nap would be in order to make sure the meal had properly.. fermented.. into a proper fertilizer load. The stallion yawned before falling asleep, letting the remains digest down and work into his intestines for processing. His stomach churns and squeezes around the lump of meat in his stomach, steadily melting and bubbling it away into a mass of chyme. Bones weaken and snap and flesh dissolves, turning that rather lumpy form into a much squishier lumpy one. THat too steadily begins to empty from the pony's stomach, pressing through into the intestines where only a little bit of the nutrients are absorbed. The feathers and fur help to act as roughage, steadily bringing the remians to press against Knyght's tailhole.

12:00 Knyght Tyme sleep relatively soundly while the gryphon churned down into a more appropriate form. He woke a bit later on, feeling that teasing push at his tailhole. He rose up, yawned, and looked down his body, noting that the bulge had mostly recessed back, the mass within now pushing at his backdoor. After chuckling, he spun around, squat down over the hole and readied himself up. He let out a low groan as he pushed, forcing that thick log of brown waste from his puckered hole, the malleable but solid mess coiling up into the hole below. Stained blue and pink feathers dotted the logs, as well as little clumps of blue fur, all rendered largely brown by the muck. Due to the sheer mass, the stallion had to raise up a bit, finding that he hadn't dug the hole deep enough to fit the almost consistent coil of shit as it pushed from his colon. After the main portion emptied out, the stallion felt a much larger obstacle trapped within.. so he rose up once again, grit his teeth, and gave a hard push. The gryphon's skull popped from the filthy hole, splattering down into the mess below. He spent a few moments panting before he stepped forward and turned back, looking at the overflowing shit in the hole.. shaking his head. "Damn, should have dug deeper." He laughed, "Oh well~"

12:01 < Gyro Feather> thanks~

12:01 < Gyro Feather> twas definitely fun :D I'd been looking to play with you for a bit tbh