A Very Cold Delivery

20 November 2016

00:43 Ryan Greyfox hustles up to the door, his car still humming away in the drive, a wooden crate of fish held tight under his arm. He adjusts his collared shirt with a gulp, rapping on the door firmly.

00:46 Gyro Feather found himself laying on the couch, grumbling to himself as his belly ached for food. When was that damn delivery boy going to get there with his fish and chips? Suddenly he perks at the noise the door. "About time..." he mutters to himself before rolling off the couch and trotting to the door. He opens it with a scowl upon his beak. "Took you long enough. I was just starting to feel like I was getting hungry enough to fly on out there to catch myself a..." He pauses for a second examining the worker, "fox."

00:48 < Ryan Greyfox> (ah fish and chips x3 my bad. will adjust~)

00:49 Ryan Greyfox starts at the appearance of the wrathful creature, ears splayed a little, holding the little paper delivery box in both paws now. He especially started at the last word out of your mouth, stammering pathetically as words finally came to him. "I-im very sorry for the wait s-sir. T...theres a lot of orders coming in at once..."

00:52 Gyro Feather grabs the box out of his paws and then sets it down on the side table next to the door. "These are cold you know..." he says with a huff, after observing he couldnt feel their heat through the paper. He lets out a long sigh and then turns away, looking over his shoulder and becconing the fox in with his tail. "Come on in and wait here while I get your payment."

00:54 Ryan Greyfox wrings his paws idly as you take the order away, following obediently into the house, standing beside the box, tail twitching nervously. "Y-your total was $10.95. I-I can go get another free of charge if these dont p-please you..?

00:57 < Ryan Greyfox> (sorry if these are kind of short. Ill be longer when things start to pick up~)\

00:59 Gyro Feather shuts the door behind the other and then disappears into a side hallway, ignoring the words of the small fox. The gryphon soon returns with a pouch beneath his wing and wanders up to the creature with a frown upon his beak. The gryphon gets right up to the fox and drapes a talon around his shoulder. "Nah, I think instead I'll keep the proffered complimentary dessert though." Gyro moves forward and pushes hard upon the fox, taking him down to the ground.

01:03 Ryan Greyfox only manages a confused "W-what..?" before hes slammed on the floor, pinned beneath the stronger gryphon, his cap, bearing the generic fish place logo, flying off and landing on the floor a bit away. He cries out as his head smacks against the floor with a resounding crack, ears splayed wide, tearing up a little* Guh! D-Dessert?!

01:08 Gyro Feather rests all of his weight on the little fox and then licks his beak, leaving a glistening ring along the outside. That tongue then darts down to lick over the soft fur of the creature. The gryphon smacks his beak, considering the flavor and says, "Seems to be a do it yourself type of dessert though. Needs something."

01:10 Ryan Greyfox squirms fitfully beneath you, trying to squirm free, angling his head to look for a way out. "Nothing! he needs nothing. He isnt food!"

01:14 Gyro Feather reaches a talon into the pouch underneath his wings and pulls out a silken white rope, though it looks a quite stained and warned from who knows what type of abuse. Steadily he works it around the front legs, and then once those are bound, the hind legs, leaving the squirming fox on the tile. "Of course you need something, a little bit of syrup goes a long way towards making things taste even better~"

01:17 Ryan Greyfox whines and tries to wrench his handpaws apart, same with his soft little canid footpaws, toes splaying, fingers trying to grasp at the ropes. "N-no! I'm not food! How could you even think that? Let! Me! GO!" Each word was punctuated by a rather spirited attempt to break his binds, ears folded flat, tearing up just a little more.

01:27 Gyro Feather pulls back off of him and then laughs as he watches the creature struggle in vain to get free from his bindings. The gryphon's pretty feathered tail flicks behind him, betraying his excitement. "Well, if you're not food, then, just like that rope which I've eaten plenty of times, I'll be forced to cough you back up half a day after I finish. I've had a couple of desserts tell me that, but so far none have come back up."

01:34 Ryan Greyfox finally gives up, laying limply on the floor. At that last part he holds up the rope, giving it a curious sniff. He recoils as the stench of acid and death fills his nostrils, causing him to strain against his bindings once more. "Y-you cant do this! Im a person! You'll be digesting me alive, you monster!"

01:58 Gyro Feather grins down at him and grabs at the foxes ears. He begins to drag the poor creature across the tile floor into a moderately sized kitchen. "Now now...do you think you'd go better with chocolate or caremel...or maybe even just a little bit of whip cream?" He asks, turning down to his prey. "And if you dont pick, maybe I'll instead have to find some nice thick apples to plug up your tailhole instead.

02:02 Ryan Greyfox squirms heavily as you drag him to the kitchen, trying vainly to squirm away from you, whining loudly, in a rather annoying pitch. "N-none! foxes aren't food! I would taste terrible with any of those things!"

02:04 < Gyro Feather> (Oh one thing I"ve never asked looking back. Are you ok with pellets? I know you dont like the obvious form of disposal...but some people dont mind/enjoy pellets who dont like scatty stuffs)

02:07 Gyro Feather rolls his eyes at the loud annoying calls of the fox and then grabs a thick pear from his fruit bowl and a tub of pudding from teh fridge. After dipping the fruit in the vanilla goop for lubircation he pushes the thin part up against the foxe's tailhole, feeling it begining to slip inside. "Well then, I guess stuffing is what you've decided on. A fruit filled fox sounds good to me~"

02:09 < Ryan Greyfox> (i guess it depends on how you do them.)

02:13 Ryan Greyfox cries out as that fruit is forced into his tight rear, squirming violently now, pushing his paws against the floor, trying to push away from you and your vile mechinations, even as that fruit lodges firmly inside, not coming out any time soon. "It s-sounds terrible to me! you wouldnt taste the fruit anyways, just disgusting fox!"

02:17 Gyro Feather feels the fruit slip all the way in with the pucker sealing over it and then goes for a second one. That one puts pressure on the first, forcing it deeper into the fox's bowels which shift to accomidate it. "Oh but you taste soo nice, and its more about the nutritional benefit of having the fruit...that is unless I decide to bite right through you~" He teases giving the creature's abdomin a poke. The bingings held his legs firm, making it difficutl for him to make it very far as he fought against them.