A Thanksgiving Peacock

8 November 2016

20:26 GyroFeather knocks on the door with a pair of grocery bags draped on either side of him. The gryphon wasn't quite sure how he ended up having to make such a delivery, but none the less, here he was outside of someone's home with their bags. THe peacock really shouldn't have taken that bet. Working at a delivery grocery chain was not at all worth the one of a kind jewel he was to get out of the encounter. ***

20:33 Nyama walks up to the door. you hear the sound of paw pads hitting the wood floor as he gets to the door. opening the door look slot. to look out. he huffs and speaks. "I assume you're the delivery person?" you hear a few clicks as the door is unlocked. the door opens slowly. and he looks at the bird. "hmm should have ordered more but eh I didn't want to overburden you heh. Come in! I shouldn't just keep you sitting there holding though things." ***

20:42 GyroFeather forces a smile upon his beak as the creature peaks out at him. He does feel a bit of a shiver as he dragon then reveals himself. "Yes...I'm here with everything you ordered," he responds, swishing his tail behind him. The peacock steps righ tinto the house, walking down underneath the dragon towards the room at the end of the hall. He certainly gets a little view of the creature's underside, but he tries not to notice. "Ya, I'm very glad you did. This was quite the load to have to carry as it is." ***

20:52 Nyama chuckles. "well you can place them over here.. so uh. Must have been a long walk mh?" he lays back kinda on his side. the dragon's underside quite visible for you. he looks over at the bags then hops up after a few mins of other chatting. he looks into the bags grabbing some. his tail raised swishing side to side as he digs for some stuff. the kitchen in the same area of where we are. walking over to the stove preparing some of the stuff. he walks back over to you and sits next to. "so uh hmm. you do anything fun at all? or you just a boring bird that delivers stuff." ***

21:01 GyroFeather nods his head as he's directed where to place the bags and then arches up and grabs ahold of them. WIth a soft thunk he sets them down and turns back towards the other. His beak sniffs in the air, smelling the wonderful aroma that seems to linger in it, making his beak water. "Of course I do fun things, I like to watch jousting tournaments, and go to the theatre, and sometimes even do a little fishy. Or you know, picking up a mare or stallion on the side~" he says with a snicker at the end. "Are you just a boring dragon who stays around his house all day?" ***

21:03 Nyama thinks for a moment and looks at. "Well. I sometimes do some things. here and there.. but I get lonely out here" he squeaks out "s-so I don't get... much action. I just look around and sight see. making some good meals from the stuff I get." he huffs and wiggles his tail a little. ***

21:06 GyroFeather gives a nod at the dragon as he help sort through the groceries in the bags. "Oh no? Why don't you get yourself out of the house and find some ponies to hang with...though I suppose a person of your type might occasionally get looks huh..." Gyro frowns and swishes his tail behind him as he works. "Are you a cheff though?" ***

21:11 Nyama sighs "here and there. kinda do. I think I make them good. the couple that do stop by do like the meals I make them... and uh I try not to go outside often I prefer it in here anyways. heh. when I do. yes they will give me some looks wondering why someone like me that.. well is big is out there. jeez. they act like I'm going to eat them or something silly" finds the few things he needed and walks over to the stove working on more of the meal. his tail bumping you a couple times. the soft fur brushing against. he pauses for a moment and makes a quiet chirp "now I hope this isn't odd but... do you do other things as well. and I-I uhm mean... well." he hushes up feeling odd asking such a thing. going back to cooking. ***

21:17 GyroFeather listens to the dragon's explanation with a nod here and there. "Oh? you do cook for people? I know what I smell right now seems absolutely delicious~" he chirps out. Gyro gives a little laugh at that and shakes his head, "Ya well...you are rather a big creature, and dragons don't have the best track record when it comes to that. Gyro flutters his wings as he feels the tail rubing against him, almost sensually, putting some stirrings in his head. THe bird freezes at the question, slightly taken aback and then with a suddenly look of realization he laughs, "I cant say that I've ever been with a dragon before, no." ***

21:21 Nyama rolls his eyes. and huffs. finishing up the meal's prep to leave it on a nice slow cook so it can be left for a bit. he looks over and walks up to and gives a poke. "now I know you have a long walk and such I do have some money here" he puts it on the table "now. that is... I um mh." he stammers for a moment and pokes "would you like a bonus as well? he said nervously at the beginning of the sentence then steadies out and with more confidence as he asks about the 'bonus' he apologizes for being a little awkward with you. ***

21:30 GyroFeather perks up as he feesl the poke and then meets the dragon in the eyes with a smile. "Well, more of a long flight. I've got these you know~" He teases, half flareing his wings. The gryphon counts out the bits he's given and then nods, slipping them into his bag. "A bonus huh? well then, I might be willing to hear you out, especially if the payment is some of that wonderful food you have going there~" ***

21:32 Nyama giggles "some of that food. and well something else too~ if that's ok with you?" he playfully flick his tail then checks on the food quick again. ***

21:37 GyroFeather smiles at the flirty flick of his tail and then snatches the tip out of the air with his claw. "I think that that might be just fine~" he purrs, taking a step into the kitchen. "What are you fixing anyways?" THe curious bird asks, glancing around and taking another deep breath of the cooking meal. ***

21:41 Nyama squeaks "Just some stuffing and a few other things sides for a big dinner later. there'll be plenty. I'll share :3. but it's gonna be a while so we'll have to do something on the side to take up the time... if you don't mind~" ***

21:47 GyroFeather wiggles his hips back and forth, having turned in such a way that the dragon could get a look at his rump and orbs hanging beneath. "Oooh that sounds absolutely marvelous. What is it, perhaps that you do around here to pass the time then?" He asks, playing naïve when he knew full well what the other was getting at. ***

21:52 Nyama squeaks happily. "Well I know something that would take a good amount of time and after we're done we can eat :3" he leans in and nuzzles your rump playfully "I'm sure this would be fun for both of us mhh?" letting a slightly chill huff hit your bits. ***

21:57 GyroFeather squawks as the dragon suddenly comes down to press beneath his tail, rubbing against the musky flesh. he then shivers as the cool air runs down his taint and over his orbs. After a second to recover, he presses back into the dragon. "Oh, are you suggesting putting that long tongue of yours to work?~ ***

21:58 < GyroFeather> (Hmmm perhaps they ought to lose a vegitable first, you know to loosen him up for a big dragon~)

22:00 < Nyama> (so offer to put something in there? .... then go from there~? ok hehe)

22:03 Nyama laughs and gives a little lick but then steps back. digging through his bag looking for a decent sized veggie. "well. It'd be not a good idea to go right in sooooo. how about I use this to get started~? it should be a good start heh." poking you with it and he makes a few noises that resembles a chuckle. ***

22:11 GyroFeather shudders as the chilled tongue presses against his flesh and wets his beak, trying to force himself to relax. The bird frowns as Nyama pulls back and then looks uncertain as he pulls out a carrot that's fattest end is bigger than anything he's used by half. "Right...I suppose you are rather big...being so big," the gryphon replies, feeling the point press against him. "J-just get it and me really well lubbed up." ***

22:20 Nyama looks for some stuff that'd work as lube and is safe to use of course. rubs it onto the carrot than onto your butt. "this should be good right?" pressing it lightly against your butt. being gentle as he can. pressing it in and out of you slowly. enjoying just toying with you in this way slowly doing it then picking up the pace going back and forth with it.. using his other paw to rub your belly and such. doing this for a little longer till he feels like you loosened up enough he presses more... the carrot slowly going in further till the carrot is fully inside. "oops~" ***

22:28 GyroFeather shivers as the claws press around and into his plot hole, rubbing against the sensitive skin as they lube it up. "I had been expecting your tongue, but es that works too," he responds with a laugh. The gryphon presses back against the tip of the carrot, gasping with each thrust and forcing himself to relax to take it further and further. THe pleasant sensations rush through his body with each motion causing his sheath to plump out, followed by the member beginning to spill from the flesh. The gryphon gasps as his rump closes over the carrot, clenching and feeling the wonderful fullness before it dawns on him while it slips up out of reach. His eyes open wide and he lets out a soft squawk. ***

22:31 Nyama gives a low laugh patting your butt "something wrong mmhh~?" he gets ups and positions himself over you. leaning down and giving your neck a playful nip "and before I start. want it rough~?" ***

22:36 GyroFeather shivers as he feels the talon upon his rump and turns around to look at the dragon. "Y-you lost the carrot..." he says with some concern in his voice. He then squeaks as the teeth bite his feathers, feeling the cool breath waft down over his body and making him shiver. "I...I think you might be a bit big for rough. I'm a delicate bird." ***

22:41 Nyama laughs. "Lost it? mmmh it'll be fine shh don't worry about it" prodding his dick against. it slips in slowly. spreading your rear. "I'll be gentle then. that's fine by me" pressing it further in. pushing the carrot deeper as he goes to test how deep he can get with his dick. being sure not to knot you. the throbbing dick spreading you nicely. ***

22:44 GyroFeather gasps as he feels the pointed shaft pushing in to the tight ring of his rump and wiggles his hips back and forth, feeling the carrot moving deeper still within him. "Y-you better be right," he responds, grunting as the thick flesh fills his cavern. The warm tunnel clenches and squeezes over the tip, convulsing in a pleasant massage while a loud moan escapes the gryphon's beak. ***

22:48 Nyama huffs and continues on. pressing UP to the knot but not knotting you. then then pulls back and presses in again. slowly but in a repeated fashion. making quiet moans each time he pushes the carrot well beyond coming out easily.. not that is an issue... he picks up the pace thrusting more but trying not to be had. licking your neck once in a while really getting into the moment. a few hard pushes are felt then mostly soft thrust. This going on for a little while. ***

22:54 GyroFeather clenches his eyes shut as he feels the shaft slid in all the way, beginning to pant as the sensation overwhelms him. The gryphon collapses forward underneath the pressure with his rump still up in the air. he could feel the carrot moving deeper into him, and yet, at the current moment he didn't care. His shaft quivers and pulses with each thrust, beading pre at the tip. He had a faint pleasant earthy flavor to him today, and smelled like fresh rain as the tongue leaves little wet patches upon his feathers. ***

22:59 Nyama makes a little noise and looks at. Still thrusting in. licking his lips but being discreet about it. "my my~ you're so cute when being railed in the ass. hehe" thrusting for a bit longer. you're just loose enough to take the knot.. so he back up for a sec and gives you a moment. before pushing it right in spreading you nice and wide he huffs feeling happy he got it in. continuing to hump a little. nearing his edge. BUT will be sure not to let the load blow inside you :3 ***

23:08 GyroFeather has his tongue hanging out of his beak as he pants, head pressed down against the floor while he feels those lovely thrusts. The bird offers a chirp in response to the compliment, followed by a loud scree as the knot slips in. There's a moment of pain before the warm fullness overtakes it, causing the bird to reach his peak. Hot white seed spurts forth from his shaft, peppering his blue belly and pink chest in thick strands of cum. HIs body spasms around the shaft impaling him, twitching and pulling around the thick length, running over the flesh. ***

23:13 Nyama humps a few more time then presses hard against as you cum. causing his own shaft to spew his load. each spurt filling you up quite quick. leaving a small bulge from the amount of cum. as his last few spurts come out he pulls back out the knot just small enough to make it kinda not a huge pain in the ass to pull out. the pulling enticing the last couple spurts to land on your back. the dragon size and sits back. watching your hole drizzle the cum he filled you with. he pats your butt again "enjoyed that I hope? dinner should be done in a sec. we'll eat first then I'll handle cleaning you up... ok?" ***

23:23 GyroFeather shudders as he continues to empty more of his load onto the ground and himself while he feels the hot seed flowing into his body, filling him out between the hips as his abdomen swells slightly. Gyro finally ends, laying panting on the ground while he feels the knot slip free. He lets out a pained squeak, recovering from the senastions, while his tail hole hangs open, drizzling the thick seed that had filled it up, and begging to be filled with another vegitable lest all the cum flow out. Gyro shivers as the last of fluid peppers him, spattering onto his back and neck, leaving thick white strands upon his feathers. "T-that...was wonderful..." he purrs out finally falling all the way onto his belly, taking a moment to recover while he's racked with pleasure. ***

23:33 Nyama grabs another thick veggie and wriggle it in your butt. it slips in with some effort but pops right in once it reach past that point. the flow of cum stops. leaving you nice and full. "gooooood." Slurping up your taint and butt get what spilt out. "welp you sit tight then I guess. I need to pull the stuff off the stove and prepare a few things." he gets up and walks away. his dick flopping back and forth dripping a small amount of cum from the fun he just had. a moment passes and he lays down a set of food in front of you to choose from "I hope you're hungry after all this <3" he lays down next to. nibbling a little on his food but not eating as much as he has something else in mind for a meal.. he gets up once more to bring the pot of gravy next to us "eat up. I made a lot for both of us!" ***

23:41 GyroFeather squawks as he feels the tongue running up between his crack and winces as the second vegetable plops in. He shudders and layws there still panting with a grin on his beak, enjoying the new full feeling in his rump. The gryphon gives a little nod as Nyama makes his way off to the kitchen. 'Yse please~' he chirps. Gyro shifts to be able to get the food as its set down on the floor. He grabs a large chunk of meat in front of him and pops it into his beak, gulping it down. The bird then follows that up with some of the stuffing. "Mmm this really is wonderful~" ***

23:44 Nyama makes a happy squeak and nibbles more on his food. "good good! eat as much as you want <3 I made as much as I could" patting you softly. Giving your side a little squeeze and he giggles. "wouldn't want this to all go to waste." ***

23:50 GyroFeather lets out a murr at the wonderful flavors and digs in a little more. He presses his back up into the claw, feeling it coming through his cum stained fur. "Well you're going to have some too right? I'm sure you could eat enough for it not to." The gryphon continues to gorge himself until his belly begins to swell as does his chest as his crop too is filled up. Finally the gryphon lets out a loud burp, patting his belly. "Hmmm that was absolutely wonderful~" ***

00:06 Nyama eyes. "ehh I had some stuff earlier. so I'm not really hungry." petting you and your stuffed belly. he chuckles from how stuffed you are he gets up "I need to grab something. it'll be a sec. just relax till I get back." He steps away for a moment. coming back with some rope but holding the rope out of view with his tail. He walks up to you next to you side and gives you a tiny nibble. "hmm actually change of plans. I kinda am hungry." he leans in quick and wraps the ropes quick around your legs. tying them tight but comfortably at least. then wrapping the wings quick. struggling to get it around your gut. he checks them to see if they'll stay. he moves to your front and looks at. "I do want to thank you for bringing me the stuff to make this lovely meal~... you included." pets your head he gives you a moment to respond while he stirs the gravy. ***

00:07 < GyroFeather> I wanna pause this for the evening...is sleep time D:

00:07 < Nyama> :( fine. I'll eat you later~... such a tease

00:08 < GyroFeather> :P

00:09 < GyroFeather> I take it you're enjoying this though?~

00:09 < Nyama> mhm >3<

23:04 GyroFeather rolls his eyes and gives a little chuckle as he takes a couple more bites of food, letting the dragon do his thing. He laughs from the gentle nibbling upon the return, shuffling his feathers. "Well there is plenty here still le---hey!" The bird squawks and flares his wings as the ropes wrap his legs, and then soon finds those tied to his sides. "M-meal? I-I thought you said that you didn't eat ponies..." the gryphon says, squirming in his bindings. Gyro turns his beak up to snap at the claw as it runs through his soft fragrant feathers and tries to shift away from the bowl of gravy. The scent hangs heavy in the air as the bird shudders from the implications. ***

23:09 Nyama laughs. "when did I say that? actually. no need to answer." he stuffs an apple in your mouth to keep you shushed up as he goes for the gravy. slowly drizzling it all over the bird. some of it drips off of you near the back and onto your butt. he slurps the gravy up from your butt/taint. he coats you in a bit more and sets the pot back down. now eyeing you up and down and licking his lips. his stomach growling from his lack of eating today. "you are gonna be my turkey this year. mmh~" ***

23:16 GyroFeather opens his beak to respond, only to have a thick juicy fruit shoved into his beak. It lodges it wide open and tight, his beak only partially cutting the flesh and letting the sharp sweet juices run down to his tongue. The gryphon gives a muffled noise of fear. Then the warm liquid runs down his back. He squeaks, feeling it soaking into his pretty pink feathers, dripping off the sides of his head and down his blue fur on his back mingling with the cum that still ran over his body. The feeling of it running down his crack followed byt he tongue brings a shudder to the bird, especially as it runs around the carrot that half protruded from him. The gryphon squirms and fights in his bindings, trying to get free of his predicament. ***

23:34 Nyama steps around front and licks his lips again then your face "mmh~ you're gonna be the best 'turkey' I ever had" he leans in and opens his mouth to fit over your face. engulfing your face slowly as he licks about it. enjoying the flavor. the mouth covering more till most of your head is in. he picks you up a bit leaning in and gulping as your head reaches far enough back. he begins to slip more of you in. His warm throat now tugging at the bird. each gulp tugging you more and more. till most of your upper body is in. leaving your lower/midsection hanging out. he chuckles and he readjust a bit to pick you up further to let gravity help pull you in. The tilting up and lifting expedites the process as the bird begins to slip quicker in and beginning to curl up into the crop. the bird as soon as he curls up into the crop he is snugged tight by the slick warm walls. The dragon lets out a belch and pats the bulge coming from the crop area letting out a sigh. he prods at "mhhh! could have used a little more gravy. But mhf what a delicious bird." ***

23:50 GyroFeather squints his eyes shut as the hot tongue traces across his face, leaving a thick trail of slippery drool upon it and pulling off some of the gravy that drizzled down his front. The bird squirms a little harder still as the lips part, giving him a long view of the pink glistening insides that move organically with each breath. The stale humid air wafts over his beak, carrying with it the foul smell of the dragon's past meals before he's encullfed in darkness. The teeth part his feathes as he slides further in, and upon the first gulp, his head is hugged tight by tight walls, which pull him deeper still. He pushes and squirms against the bindings as they hold him fast, ensuring that he has no where to go but down the pulsating gullet. His tail lashes behind him as he's pulled in, his only modicum of protest he can give, and soon enough he's sealed away, all covered in drool and sitting in the tight foul chamber of the dragon's stomach. The walls quiver and churn around him, mixing him with the slime that lined the stomach. It clenches even tigher in the crop as the air leaves from around him, allowing some of the foul acrid air from the stomach to join him instead. He can feel the icky sensation of some of the chewed up food pressing against him now, soon to join what bit was melting away in the stomach. ***
[12:04:33 AM] *** Nyama rubs at and groans feeling quite full now. the crop clenching and pushing at the bird. a few mins pass by of squeezing and squishing before the crop begins to press the bird's head into a small tube which leads to the stomach. each clench and squeeze pulling you deeper in till your beak peaks through the entrance to the stomach's foul smell quite pungent with the mix of fruits and other things he has eaten. another belch is let out the dragon now just laying back rubbing his belly more just enjoying each movement you attempt to make. you finally curl up into the tight chamber. the acids coating parts of you along with mushy bits of food. he makes a few noises and pokes at again "thanks again for the things I needed to make a lovely meal." the chamber working overtime to make you into a meal. squeezing you hard and such. The rope actually loosening from the acids/fluids and squeezings. ***
[12:25:19 AM] *** GyroFeather grunts and groans as each powerful contraction runs through the crop, squeezing him merciously. Finally he feels a tunnel in front of his head opening up, allowing the pulsating flesh to accept him, squishing him down with squelching noises towards the gurgling chamber ahead. The bird gags, tongue pressing against the apple as the foul smell instantly hits him as he pushes through to the chamber, a sickly sweet mixture of air that burns at his nostrils until he finds himself submerged beneath the goopy lumpy fluid. He's forced to hold his breath as the bitter mixture seeps along the cracks of his beak, burning at his tongue and throat and giving him a taste of his prision, before he finally breaches the surface with more of his body is pushed in. The gryphon soon fleshes out the chamber, groaning loudly as the muck spreads between his feathers and fur, grinding against his flesh by both the stomach walls and the rubbing claws of the dragon. Even the noises make him sick as the thumping of the dragon's heart competes with the gurgling groans of the stomach around him. As his feathers tingle and begin to shed, along with his flesh, the bindings begin to fray and become loose, until finally he can pull himself free and wrench the apple from his beak. "S-spit me out! I'm not a meal!" He calls out. ***
[12:30:11 AM] *** Nyama presses at. "liiiiiiittle late for that and well. you shouldn't taste so, mhhf, good." The stomach still squelching and gurgling as it churns the food and you. the dragon's paws push the warm flesh against you as well as the muscles of his stomach. "not sure why you would even struggle now. though. then again it feels nice. keep it up but don't over do it. I want to enjoy this" he growls out. ***
[12:35:17 AM] *** GyroFeather grunts as he feels the talons pressing into him, tracing over the slight curves he makes in the sagging stomach. Gyro pushes back, a mix of desperation as he's thoroughly coated in the rest of the food, leaving lumps that squelch against his body. Already he was beginning to become quite bare of his feathers and fur as the acids do their damage. His claws and paws rake against the walls fo the stomach, providing a massage to the resilient flesh. He feels the slick skin slide beneath him. "I-I don't taste good...you had to smother me in gravy..." ***
[12:38:49 AM] *** Nyama chuckles loudly. "you alone tasted good the other times I licked before I put the gravy on. sooooo that's not true heh" rolling over to put more weight on the bird to feel the form inside him squirm. "mmhhf a meal and a massage. I need more meals like you~" ***
[12:46:24 AM] *** GyroFeather feels the chamber tigten with every chuckle before the rumbling echos around him, threatening to burst his ear drums. He's about to respond when the dragon shifts around, squishing him between the ground and himself. Gyro's struggles intensify while its all he can do to fight to remain with his beak above the surface. His skin is raw and painful now as the muscles contract. His legs kickand flail while his body writhes, providing quite the sensation. "N_no...I should have never brought you those..." ***
[12:50:49 AM] *** Nyama huffs. "ahw but then where would I have gotten such a great meal. without you I could have went without and that would have been terribly rude of you." rubs the side of his belly and makes a happy dragon equivalent of a purr. feeling your flailing starting to weaken. The dragon yawning now as he starts to feel slightly tired from his meal. he rolls onto his side now. "hmmh. getting sleepy from this big meal. but I'll stay up for a bit for you so I can feel each of your struggles~" ***
[12:55:06 AM] *** GyroFeather gives a more pained scree as the rubbings grow more intense, triggingering more burning pain in his body as the stomach acids work to turn his flesh into chyme. The gryphon's struggles weaken further as he grows light headed, mercifully dulling the pain as well. "N-no...please cough me up...I'll get you pones to replace me..." he begs in a weak voice. He's about to pass out as well it seems, to give the creature the last of his strength. ***
[1:00:38 AM] *** Nyama presses hard against the bird and sighs "ahw. Almost done already? and mhhh. dunno. throw up my food? Nahh. that would be wasteful. you're being put to good use here <3" his rubbing slowing as he begins to yawn again and shift his weight. he makes a few noises as he stretches and curls up. squishing the bird quite tight due to the curling. he huffs a little frost from his snout and just waits a moment before closing his eyes to sleep. "anything else mhh~? or are you done already?" ***
[1:04:36 AM] *** GyroFeather gives a frantic burst as he's pushed upon ,and it continues as the dragon curls, positioning himself such that the bird was forced underneath the surface of the acidic pool that surrounded him. He tries to respond and protest, but all his words come out only as burbles as he speaks into the liquid. Gyro's frantic flailing of his wings and legs soon dies off, his body going still and limp as he finds no air with which to breath. He was now nothing more than a thanksgiving turkey, albeit a colorful one. ***
[1:05:59 AM] *** Nyama lets out a burp a few feathers and some rope comes out. he lets out a soft laugh. Then a final yawn for now as he closes his eyes. falling asleep now. content with his lovely meal~ The bird quickly being made into nice squishy fat on the durg's soft belly. about a handful of hours later he wakes up. rolling over and scratching his belly. the squish more apparent now. he pokes at it. "mh. little more than I was expecting but oh well~" he lets out a belch that was trapped in his stomach from laying. another gob of feathers and what have you in a ballish shape comes out the dragon picking a feather from his tongue and looking at the remains on the ground. he just smiles and continues on with his day. ***