Dragon Along a Beach

10 November 2016

21:26 < Dragon Cynder> That work?

21:26 < Gyro Feather> [21:20:31] [10.11.16] -*- Dragon Cynder: I dunnnoooo. I could probably do something like Cynder resting on the beach only to have a pair of birds trip over her. But I don't think I could manage massive lengths right now >.<

21:26 < Dragon Cynder> >w>

21:28 < Gyro Feather> alright then, I suppose maybe I'll start us off? Sound fine skylar?

21:28 < Skylar Stellarwing> Sure thing!~

21:29 < Dragon Cynder> Excuse me if i seem... nervous. I don't exactly do this often. if, ever.

21:30 Gyro Feather pads along the beach on one of the last warm days of the year beside the pretty pheonix who he managed to convince to join him. His feathered tail flicks back and forth, glinting with a healthy sheen while his feet crunch gently into the sand. "Its already starting to turn a bit cold It seems...Not too many people out here." He comments, looking across the beach.

21:32 Skylar Stellarwing looks back and forth, not noticing anyone in particular as they strolled across. "So it seems... Don't have much to worry about there myself. Still not entirely sure how you convinced me to come out here at this time of day!" she says, shooting a half-annoyed look over to the Gryphon. "So long as you don't make me get wet..." adds the Phoenix.

21:36 Dragon Cynder had spent a good portion of the day down by the waters, far enough back that the rising tide wouldn't reach her but not so far that a light spray wouldn't coat her scales in mist. While the early was cooling down and losing the sun to a clump of clouds, the morning had hot enough to set the sand ablaze and place the dark coloured dragon into a relaxed and slumbering state. Dressed in nothing more than her pink bathing suit comprised of a thinly fitting bra and lower garment, Cynder rolled over onto her side and huffed. She was awake by now, though nothing short of a good knock would make her move

21:41 Gyro Feather laughs at the phoenix and hives her a soft thack with his tail against her rump. "Oh, from what I know I wont have to worry about that...Now, if we encounter any ladies along the beach, well then thats on you," he says with a giggle. The gryphon's eyes glance along the beach with a half smile. There was the occasional patron here or there, and hte lovely smell of the sea washed over the pair of them, splattering them with slight droplets from the braking waves. "Though, I think that's entirely the reason the two of us came here anyways."

21:45 Skylar Stellarwing blushes a bit as she hears Gyro's comment, turning her head for the moment. "Well, I mean..." she trails off as she drops the subject and shakes her head. "Hah, I suppose you're right..." she says, still looking away before all of a sudden taking a tumble. "Aaahh!" the bird called, her talon grazing up against something hard. The Phoenix landed face first in the sand, with a toe getting caught in some form of fabric, tearing it as her legs flew into the air. As she adjusted herself to look back, she noticed a bra tangled right around that foot of hers, and upon sitting up, she noticed a now-topless Dragoness who just got a load of sand kicked straight into her. "O-oh...!"

21:49 Dragon Cynder had spent hours on the beach relaxing and sleeping in silence. No one had bothered her, no one had said a word to her, and the only onlookers had been people passing by who had smiled and given her a wide berth. If it was only the trip, the dragon might have cracked open a lazy eye. Even with her bra torn, she would have scolded whoever did it. But with the sudden kick to her spine making her recoil and open her lips in a snarl only to have her mouth covered in sand, the dragoness smacked her tail heavily down into the sand before her eyes slid open to glare at the downed griffon. Slowly, she rose up to her height and made her way down to the water, saying not a word as she rinsed away the sand.

21:54 Gyro Feather managed to avoid catastrophe as his friend fell into the sand and rushes to her side to help her up off of the ground. His eyes follow her gaze upon her surprise, only to find a bit of fabric and then beyond that a pretty dragon. THe gryphon gives a nervous laugh, noticing the now topless creature and gives another tug on Skylar. "Well... are you wet now?" He asks with a snicker before addressing Cynder. "Sorry miss about that. My friend certainly didnt see you there. Can we make it up to you?" He asks, putting on a hopeful grin. His tail lashes behind him, draging along the sand and leaving little ridges in it.

21:57 Skylar Stellarwing stood up to her feet, brushing herself off as her own bikini managed to remain on her. "Sorry, sorry sorry!" she let out, looking to the left and right as the Dragoness left for the water. She then walked over to Gyro and hit him hard on the shoulder. "Shut up...!" she called, her face going red once more. "Not like anything's gonna happen now..." she siad more softly. "Uhh... Gyro, I think we should probably leave her alone...?"

22:01 Dragon Cynder only took a few short moments to clean out her mouth, though when she had it was left open in a snarl as her attention went back to the woman who had tripped over her. "How, DARE you and your..." Staring back and forth over Gyro and unable to clearly determine if he was the same as her or not overly caring, she spat. "PET disturb a sleeping dragon! Not only disturb but de-robe and disrespect one at that!" Reaching forwards while her tail lashed out to push Gyro right back and away from Skylar, Cynders fingers grasped the griffon's beak tightly and pulled her closer. "Do I look like some big boulder to you!?"

22:09 Gyro Feather shakes his head at skylar and curls his tail around her protectively. "No, where's the fun in that? I'm sure she'll forgive us once we exp-" The bird goes silent suddenly as the voice of the dragon rises, cowing him and making his pair of crests fall flat against his head. He clenches his beak and presses a little closer towards Skylar. "I...I'm not a pet..." he protests meakly before finding himself shoved away, stumbling backwards. His eyes widen as Cnder grabs Skylar's beak and he steps back up to Cynder, trying to shove his way between the pair. "She didnt mean it. Niether of us were paying attention to where we were walking."

22:13 Skylar Stellarwing found her face growing red again as she looked up in shock at the enraged dragoness. She wanted to beg and apologize, but as she was lifted without much required strength, her beak was locked together and she could do no more than mumble and struggle against Cynder's grasp. Her talons dug into the sand, trying to pull herself away as she pushed her hands against her captor's belly, shaking her head. Usually, she would blame Gyro in a situation like this, but for once, it seemed to be all her fault.

22:17 Dragon Cynder barely moved to the writhing griffon in between them and not wanting to deal with that as well, she fell forwards, trapping Gyro beneath her knee while the other impacted into the sand. Bringing Skylar down with her, that hand on her beak moved down to grasp the back of her neck, one little tighten and she'd be bright right back into the dragon's bust which now bounced and jiggled free from its entrapment. Her anger bubbling away, a sudden growling in her gut loud enough for all three to hear distracted her for a short moment till another snarl had her staring at Skylar again. "I don't suppose you have a replacement do you? No, of course you don't." Raising her free hand, she poked the woman's chest. "You're nowhere near my size. Small, without much of a curve and quite frankly, pitiful."

22:22 Gyro Feather squawks the dragon tumbles forward, trapping him between the two warm bodies. He coudl feel her cool scales upon his belly while the hot feathers pressed into his own along his back. The gryphon writhes between the two, putting his claws on the dragon's chest and tryin gto pull himself out. He shivers as the loud growling stomach not only rings in his ears, but vibrates into his own form, standing his feathers on edge. "While she doesnt...maybe we could help cover you with our wings on the way out? Or we could go get you some. Its not a very crowded beach, and if I may say so, you have a gift worth showing off to the world," He says, his words spilling out as fast as they could from his beak with a rising nervousness.

22:28 Skylar Stellarwing wiggles and groans a bit as the grip is changed, leveling Skylar out to have a better view of Cynder's face. There was a look of terror in the Phoenix's eyes, clearly worried she wouldn't be walking out of this situation the same way she entered it. As her neck was clenched around, her voice was muffled and scratchy. "N-noo-- S-sorr-- H-hey! I'm v-very pretty in my own r-right...!" she protests, kicking around a bit again. Her fluffy plumage was quite soft, and as the dragon would squeeze down on her neck, she would find that it was mostly feathers there too-- Only a small amount of skin and bone was there to hold onto. The attention to her chest made her growl a bit, not particularly enjoying being handled in such a way. "L-let me go! I'll p-pay for your swimsuit, a-alright?"

22:31 Dragon Cynder opened her mouth to answer but was quickly cut off by another loud rumble in her stomach. A mix of having skipped lunch, her rude awakening and the rising levels of irritation were starting to mess with her predator nature. Considering she had a pair of buzzards in her grasp was not helping that. While a new swimsuit would have been a generally good start, the dragoness started to have other thoughts, muzzle leaning in close for her serpitine tongue to slide out and brush its way through the feathers of Skylar's cheek, leaving behind a sticky trail. Shuddering at the mere taste of her plumage, Cynder's mood changed to one of anger to one of mild pleasure while her tail twitched and flicked, finding Gyro's barrel to wrap tightly around it and squeeze. "Thinking on it, maybe you CAN both make up for this..."

22:35 Gyro Feather quivers from the second rumble emanating from the dragon's belly, and lets loose a paniced squawk when he realizes the tail has curled around his body. The gryphon brings his claws down to push against the coiling lenght while the situation begins to sink into his mind. "And...exactly how is that that you propose?" He asks, watching in fear as the dragon licks over the cheek of his friend. It did not seem like either of them had much avenue to escape their present situation. "I'll get you the nices swim suit we can find."

22:37 Skylar Stellarwing squints her eyes and gives off a few agitated chirps as she is assaulted by a foreign tongue, lathering all across her cheek feathers, leaving them in disarray as it finished. The Dragoness would find that the Phoneix had a rather spicy taste to her, but one that was followed by an enticing sweet flavor-- Almost irresistible. "I-I, I'll do any thing you want me to, honest! Just please don't hurt me...!" she called, seeming to have missed the painfully obvious implication.

22:44 Dragon Cynder released a dark chuckle, her arms sliding down to grasp Skylar by the elbows while Gyro was given the full attention of her tail, tied up by the scaled length, teased by a thicker portion running between his legs and the tip brushing across his beak. "Anything? What a pleasant thing to hear you say~ As for an answer to that, I want you to stay still. Nice, and... Still..." Her maw was soon pulling wide, revealing rows of sharpened fangs and dripping walls, a breath full of sulfur and rotting bones rushing past Skylar's face right before her head found its way pressed past Cynder's jaws. Immediately her feathers were coated by the wet warmth, Cynder's jaws unclasping a second later only for her to stuff the griffon's head right down into the tight confines of her throat.

22:50 Gyro Feather shudders from the contact of the gentle rubbing of the base of the tail between his legs and against his sheath, bringing a warm glow to the area as his shaft gently fleshes out. His head turns away from the tilp of the tail, cause as tempting as it was to bit it, he knew that that would only anger the dragon further. His eyes go wide when the dragon suddenly opens her mouth and takes in the beak of her friend. "H-hey! PLease let us go. We'll make it up to you more than if you just eat her..." he says with panic rising in his voice.

22:54 Skylar Stellarwing nodded her head before sitting still, eyes fixated on the Dragoness. She began to piece two and two together, looking to the left and the right. But, before she could react, her head was engulfed, and a muffled shriek came from her as she wiggled within her captor's grasp. Her flavor poured out onto Cynder's tastebuds, getting a much more thorough taste of the delectable Phoenix. She shut her eyes, hoping to keep saliva out of them as she tried to back up, but a forceful gulp would pull her in further, her beak already sticking down the beast's gullet. The smell of the Dragoness' past meals wafted up into Skylar's beak, making her shrivel and cringe as she thought about what would become of her if Cynder got away with this. "Anything but this!! Let me go!!" she protested, albeit muffled. Not a single person on the beach would come to her aid.

22:58 Dragon Cynder kept not only a firm hold on Skylar, but a knee on Gyro's side with her tail tip sliding across his throat as if threatening to jab if he so much as moved. On the other hand, Skylar's fate was already in the process of coming to the light. Muffling a short moan as her head twisted to the side and her tongue ran out over the gruffion's face, her decent was made certain by a firm stuffing that crammed her shoulders and perky chest past the dripping jaws of the hungering dragon. She 'bit down a second later to free her hands in grabbing the tails of each of them and then the other woman's own bra. Weaving and working it around the puffy tail ends, the two bird's were left tied to the other, facing in opposite directions. Satisfied, Cynder swallowed heavily, glrk'ing wetly as the rings of her tight neck sucked her down deeper.

23:08 Gyro Feather grunts as the pressure from the dragon's body increases with the knee pressing right down into his belly. He freezes then again at the sharp blade of the tail pressing against his throat, drawing a whimper from the pitiful bird. He could hear each gulp, and feel the ripple of the dragon's body as it worked on devouring his friend, and yet with such a threat of violence, he dare not speak out. He fights with the claw as it ties his tail wit the other's, drawing a whimper from his beak. "H-hey, wait! I...I didnt trip over you," he argues, tugging at the bindings, and yet finding himself too woven with Skylar's feathers to get free. "P-plus, I'm just some mangy pet. What if she didnt properly deworm me," he argues, pleading as the lump that presses into him grows with each gulp.

23:12 Skylar Stellarwing wiggled and struggled, pressing out against the tight confines of Cynder's gullet as her now bare-chest was lathered and assaulted by her tongue, taking more of her flavor in before gulping them down too. Skylar's legs kicked in the air as they rose up, a tongue tickling her over her belly as her journey continued. A visible bulge appeared on the outside, with the silhouette of the bird's horrified face now appearing to her friend, who was not too far from coming in after her. Saliva coated the bird's feathers, making her feel all mucky, sticky, and gross as it worked to help slide her down with much more ease.

23:15 Dragon Cynder might have taken her time in slathering Skylar's face and chest, but as to the rest of her? Every gulp merely scoffed each foot of her feathery meal down till up went her legs, down went her head into the confines of her gut and with each swallow, it only ended up more and more cramped. Before long, hips disappeared, knees disappeared and finally so did her feet, the stretched, ringed tunnel clutching her ass making sure that every inch of her first meal ended up down beneath her bust, packed inside a swollen stomach and squished between several convulsing walls. For Gyro, Cynder backed up to crawl on her hands and knees, slurping hard on the two tails till both of them were sucked right past her lips, Gyro's rump pressing into Cynder's maw.

23:21 Gyro Feather whimpers as each swallow draws a little more of his friend into the dragon's greedy maw and raises his tail more towards the same. The bird quivers beneath the dragon, realizing that his fate isnt long in front of him as those bird feet disapear into the scaled mouth, followed by the ends of their tails. He could feel her fighting and struggling inside the throat and then in the belly as more of her body is drawn inside. Finally his fear of becoming lunch overcomes the sharpness of the tail against him, forcing him to begin to resume his fighting, though with his legs and wings clamped to his sides by his tail, the best he can do is nip his sharp beak upon the purple scaled tail. "Let her go! Let me go!" He calls out with desperation in his voice.

23:23 Skylar Stellarwing squirmed a bit more, but she knew the battle was over; She had lost. The stench from below grew ever stronger until her beak and head poked through a hole, slowly dropping her body into a somewhat more open chamber. Before long, she was curled in up to the end of her torso, fluids already soaking into her plumage as she started to feel a stinging sensation. "Aa-aahhh!! N-no!" she called, pressing out against the walls. With each attempt at struggling, she was packed down into her squished position harder, almost feeling as though her very bones would crumble under the strength of her predator's gut.

23:26 Dragon Cynder had already had her fill. Gut stretched, sagging and full of a lovely squirming snack that had already begun to fall victim to the sprays of acidic juices that drizzled from her walls, but why stop there. Already her lips had kissed to Gyro's ass and as her tail slowly let him go, the sucking of the dragon's ravenous maw saw those thick cheeks of his stuffed down her gullet just as the bird before had been. Tongue sliding through his legs, prodding and teasing his balls, it moved up along his belly, wrapping around a leg to help pull him deeper down inside. Bit by bit, sliding as a thick bulge down Cynder's wet throat, hips, belly and soon his chest were all swallowed whole.

23:33 Gyro Feather feels the first of the slick warm wetness overtaking his hindquarters as the teeth rack through his fur as the tail drags him deeper still into the dragon's firey belly. The tongue against his tail hole and sheath sends an unwanted shiver of plreasure down his body. Fortunately it doesn't last long as the gullet continues its relentless pursuit. Regardless of how he squirms and fights, it seems that as restrained as he is, the gryphon has no where to go but down that hot maw. Finally the tail gives free, retreating from his form, but its too late, and the gullet has a grasp upon his wings and front legs. HIs tail and hind legs push down into the stomach to join Skylar, rubbing against her body while the powerful muscles threaten to crunch his bones as he's left up to his feathers in the hungry dragon.

23:35 Skylar Stellarwing gradually slows in her struggles, gasping for air as she feels the pain coursing through her arms and torso. Her full form curls in within her 'tomb', followed by a bit of her friend, to which she sighed. Even if she deserved this, he surely didn't... A few protestant spreads of her limbs lead to her being mushed back into position, curled up in a tight ball as her feathers had mostly dropped off her form, skin slowly melting into the brewing stew at the bottom. Other already-processed chunks of meat started to coat her, seeming to be the source of the smell she had caught wind of earlier.

23:39 Dragon Cynder gulped Gyro down till just his head remained outside and took her time to slowly swallow that too, tongue slithering up over his beak to press into his forehead, a slow gulp being the last thing he witnessed before those sharp jaws snapped closed, rendering Gyro helpless to his fate. Down the feral bird slid, crushed and squished by Cynder's stomach right down till he was deposited back first into his friend. The scene might have even been the slightest bit romantic, had it not been for the fact Skylar was in the process of being digested and both were now trapped in a dragon's gullet. Straddling the beach, Cynder puffed and pat her swollen, wobbling belly, pleased by its bulging sight. "I'll hand it to you, you're both delicious~" Laughing, her gut was quick at its work, a large glob of stickier, glowing green juices being dumped from above into the already tight space to ooze out over Gyro's Underbelly, burning right through feathers and flesh alike, dissolving him from the top down while Skylar's fate started with her back, wings and legs, both bird's left raw and full of mushy holes.

23:51 Gyro Feather squawks and shouts his protest as the jaws steadily creep up and around his feathered head, slowly bringing them to frame his vision with the sharp teeth and then the pink gumline and flesh of the dragon. Her foul meaty breath wafts over his beak, carrying with it the unmistakable scent of the bird that had goe down just moments before him. His body strains against the forces as its pressed into skylar's flesh, threatening to break them both as he's emptyed. Then with a clack, his vision goes dark as the tongue rolls up over his beak and against his pretty pink feathered crest. He gives the fleshy muscle a nip as it shoves him back, drawing a bit of blood, though he's surely worse off as the tube grabs him and thrusts him down the gullet. Little by little he spills out, pressing harder against the poor girl inside, forced into a space so tight he could hardly even breathe, let alone speak while everything clenches and rolls over him. Suddenly a light in the stomach, a faint glow that he wish he couldnt see as it splatters down on top of him, instantly searing the flesh where it contacts, bringing a howl of pain from teh gryphon's beak.

23:52 Skylar Stellarwing felt nearly crushed by Gyro's mere presence in the tight quarters, keeping her locked tight in position as her very form was pulled apart with insistent force. Her arms and legs would dissipate into nothing more than the slush that the two Avians bathed in, mashing into their intact forms as they were slowly pulled apart as well. With pants and groans, the Phoenix began to slip in and out of consciousness, wishing for the whole ordeal to be over-- But life wouldn't be so forgiving to her. Much of her bones and internal flesh sat exposed, letting her soak up exponentially more acids as she was broken down into a far more useful substance; Nutrients.

00:05 Dragon Cynder let out a short hiss of pain as he snipped her tongue open, a lean tot he side letting her spit out a glob of reddened spit. Oh well, there wasn't much worse she could do to them now and with each one shouting, squirming and kicking within her not only satisfied but immensly bulging belly, Cynder laughed loud enough both Gyro and Skylar would have heard it, even above the constant gutteral growls and burbles. Deeper the acidic juices crawled and further into the systems of both the obliterated. Digesting their flesh, their muscles and mixing through the blood of both, they were kept alive through the torment of feeling themselves sizzling away into nothing more than a gory mess, two living 'corpses' crushed against one another till Gyro's back sunk into Skylar's chest. With them both in pain and close to passing out, the last thing they heard was Cynder uttering a short grunt before her stomach locked up and tightened, a loud [b]CRUNCH[/b] and in deflated her squirming bulge, the two birds no more.

Left in silence, or at least anything more than her noisy belly, Cynder laid back down in the sand and gazed up into the sky, admiring the cloudy sky as what remained of her snacks were pulped together, crunched and cracked till only splinters amongst meat remained, grinded and crushed into a meaty sludge. Over the course of half an hour of relaxation, already they were being pumped down through her intestines, funnelled into a lengthy snake of refuse that was sucked dry of anything useful, packed down tight and passed from belly to intestines, and finally down into Cynder's rectum. Debating on where to leave them, she even took pleasure in the pressure pushing up against her pucker, leaving it to rise and gather before a roll over had her on her feet and padding across the sand. Public toilets coming into view, a shower on the other side, Cynder kept on her path, heading right for a picnic area and more specifically a bin without a lid and standing on a pole. Ass raised and legs hopping her up onto that stinking metal bowl, a loud and vile fart breezed through the can, echoing a good distance before wet sounds of something much worse caused her asshole to stretch apart. Landing, one after the other and filled with the strands of hair that had survived landed logs of fat, steaming dragon shit that splattered to the bottom over the bits of rubbish inside. Stomach gradually flattening out as the dragoness unloaded her bowels, another loud fart, accompanied by a solid object forcing its way out, Cynder groaned as the melted and crumpled skull of one of the griffon's fell free, only to quite quickly become a bowl for the rest. Patting her belly that had retained a good layer of fat, the last thing to do was bathe the mess in a stream of yellow, a waterfall of the dragon's relief giving the shit-pile an acidic moat right before sliding off. Snorting, tail flicking along the side of the bin, Cynder placed her hands over her nipples and headed home, much happier than she was an hour or 2 ago.

00:07 < Dragon Cynder> ([sub]Ta-daa?[/sub])

00:08 < Skylar Stellarwing> (Wow, couldn't have asked for a better ending~)

00:08 < Dragon Cynder> (^////^)

00:09 < Dragon Cynder> (Hopefully that was, up to par with what you were hoping for, Gyro >w>)

00:10 < Gyro Feather> That was wonderful~ An excellent ending and a fun RP :D

00:10 Dragon Cynder squee!

00:10 Dragon Cynder can't hug the garbage can, so will cheat and hug them both, cheek smooch each.

00:11 < Gyro Feather> I dont know why you' aleady doubt yourself, you're a wonderful player~

00:11 < Gyro Feather> *you always

00:11 < Dragon Cynder> Just do. But best I not ruin the mood with that. Enjoy the rest of your day the both of you~ I need to ride up to the store, buy something for my throat.

00:13 < Skylar Stellarwing> Thanks for the awesome RP! See you soon!~

00:13 < Gyro Feather> See ya soon~

00:13 < Gyro Feather> Hope you get better Ecru!

00:15 < Skylar Stellarwing> It's that Phoenix spice that must have gotten to your throat

00:15 < Skylar Stellarwing> I'm sorry

00:38 < Dragon Cynder> Pff... Going to regenerate from that mixed up in Gyro?

00:39 < Gyro Feather> Only if someone starts a trashcan fire :P

00:40 < Dragon Cynder> They might have too. Your stench.