A Serpent's Settlement

23 November 2016

15:45 < Malunir> hello

15:46 < Gyro Feather> hiya

15:46 < Gyro Feather> We're still minus the dorkogryph

15:47 < Dreamclaw> Uh, one minute please

15:47 < Dreamclaw> Doing profile maintenance :D

15:47 < Dreamclaw> You can decide the posting order and such

15:47 < Dreamclaw> And other info about the RP

15:47 < Dreamclaw> Like where/how, etc.

15:48 < Dreamclaw> I think I stated my idea yesterday

15:48 < Dreamclaw> So now discuss yours :P

15:48 < Dreamclaw> Or just jump into it

15:48 < Malunir> I think yours is fine and I only need some tasty griffy to wander into my forest

15:49 < Gyro Feather> [14:25:01] [22.11.16] <Dreamclaw> :P

15:52 < Dreamclaw> Order?

15:52 Gyro Feather follows the little half breed out into the forest. The little creatin had defied him earlier in front of all his friends and then slipped away before the peacock could have his revenge. He knew where Dreamclaw's secret nest though, and up in it he waited for the other to come around, so that he cna strike him when he's most vulnerable. The gryphon watches out over the rim, waiting for the little dork to show his stupid little beak.

15:52 < Dreamclaw> (Never mind :D)

15:54 < Dreamclaw> (also, done with the profile. 4 new kinks)

15:56 < Malunir> (other griff next?)

15:56 < Dreamclaw> (doing it)

15:58 < Dreamclaw> (BTW, what are the sizes here?

15:58 < Dreamclaw> Am I larger than Gyro? How am I compared to the snake?)

15:59 < Gyro Feather> (Idk, go w/ w/e you feel. And the snake is pretty big)

15:59 < Malunir> (snake is big enough to eat you both and then some. His typical prey are adult crocs)

16:05 Dreamclaw was walking through the forest, periodically taking a peak over his shoulder. You never know what those gryphon brutes can do when you piss them off, but boy did it feel nice to finally show them he wasn't pure filth and trash. The expression on that colorful fag bird's face when the hippogriff beat him in a race was priceless. Dreamclaw really wished he had one of those hi-tech magic cameras that were such a big hit in Equestria as of late. While it was true he was lacking in the whole 'scary brutal predator' department, his flying skills were certainly not something worth scoffing at. While the hippogriff was rather small by gryphon standards (his equine heritage definitely playing a part), his wing span and shape was a mix of gryphon and pegasi. And since his pony father was a pegasus himself, the half-breed inherited love for the skies and useful genes from him.

Dreamclaw allowed a small smirk to cross his face as he saw his nest finally come into view. The place wasn't anything large or luxurious, just a small shaggy wooden box built on top of a tall tree, far enough from the village that most gryphons usually left him alone. He unfurled his wings and flew up, gently landing on the ramp leading to the entrance with no door. That was when he saw he wasn't alone. Furthermore, the identity and body language of his 'guest' suddenly gave him a pretty good idea of what was going to happen next if he were to stay here. However, it was his house and he wasn't going to flee it like a coward. The hippogriff puffed up his chest, unfurled his wings a little to make himself seem slightly larger than he was, and then asked "Gyro, what are you doing here?"

16:10 < Dreamclaw> (I hope you are logging this, Gyro)

16:11 < Dreamclaw> (I need to switch PCs, will try to complete a quest in War Thunder between the turns. The time it takes both of you to write a reply should be enough for a match)

16:12 < Dreamclaw> (Be back in a minute, Gyro will probably have to re-invite me)

16:12 < Gyro Feather> (I think for the moment it'll be me and you

16:13 Malunir was just laying in one of his favourite trees, sleeping a little lightly as his stomach was quietly working on what used to be a crocodile. With the meaty parts of his prey mostly making their way through his intestines, there was still a huge heap of corroding bones and bleached out scales left stewing in a puddle of half dissolved entrails. He would usually have slept for another day like this if it had not been for the sudden bustle originating from one of the neighbouring trees. Sleepily he noticed what seemed to be going on without as much as opening his eyes. The little hippogriff was probably mending his shack again. He simply tried to ignore it for now.

16:16 Gyro Feather was absolutly fuming after he'd been showed up, and as he heard the clatter of talons and hooves upon the door he perks up with a grin. His own wings remain pressed to his sides as he confidently strides towards the hippogryph. He and the other were about the same size, given gyro's...odd heritage. Perhaps this is even why he's so mean now. Anyways, as they near, he shoots Dreamclaw a smirk and then reaces out to graze a feather with one of his talons. "Oh, I was just thinking I'd show up here and congratulate you on your little victory back there. And well, maybe to personally give you a little reward," he responds, his words dripping with insincerity.

16:19 < Dreamclaw> (Thanks. Lost the logs, did I miss anything?)

16:19 < Gyro Feather> (I pmed

16:27 < Malunir> (did my stuff crash?)

16:27 < Gyro Feather> (Uhhh I got your thing, I've said things, Dreamclaw hasnt replied yet

16:28 Dreamclaw looks cautiously at the other gryphon, now getting an even worse feeling than earlier. His wings involuntarily twitch and ruffle, clearly displaying his nervousness to the other predator. He takes a small step back, angling his body so that Gyro can't reach his wings and instead has to face him head-on. After sizing up his 'visitor' and taking a small pause, the hippogriff continues in a steady, emotionless voice "Thank you for the congratulation. I don't need any rewards for winning in a small thing like that."

He takes a quick glance at the exit from his tree house, seemingly considering possible variants of his next action, before turning back and facing the pesky pastel gryphon. Dreamclaw would never tell it to Gyro, but he always thought that gryphon's coloration looked extremely garish and gay, making him give Gyro the nickname faggot-bird. "I hope one day we can put our differences behind us and just live in peace. Now though, I would like you to leave."

16:28 < Dreamclaw> (Didn't proof it cus not enough time. Sorry, I had to read all the stuff I got sent first cus I missed it originally)

16:31 < Dreamclaw> (can always backtrack or change something if I fuck-up. I am not very experienced. Playing now while I can)

16:33 Gyro Feather rolls his eyes at the bird and takes another step forward till his feathered chest presses up against that of the hippogryph. "Oh, but I think they rather are. Now, if you arent going to come all the way in, I suppose I can give it to you outside as well," he says with a snort. The gryphon crouches down for ust a moment before pouncing forward, springing his chest hard against that of dreamclaw's and very possibly sending both of them crashing down the 10 feet or so to the floor of the forest. Either way, the peacock is sure to land on top, so that he can give the other his propper winnings.

16:35 Malunir found it difficult to resume his peaceful slumber as the small creatures next tree started talking. Short tempered as he was, he already contemplated the pros and cons of waiting it out and going over there and swallowing them both, but he did not feel like having his anus scraped by feather shafts tomorrow. He was staying calm, slowly blinking his eyes and taking a look at what was going on right next to him. It did not take long for the two griffs to engage in an all out brawl and while the big snake was getting really pissed at them both due to the noise, he sort of liked himself a good fight. He decided to stay in his lofty tree and watch how things would turn out.

16:36 < Dreamclaw> (5 min, sorry)

16:39 < Dreamclaw> (fucking noob team, of course it is an instant loss when I activate my +500% booster. Fucking staged, I swear. It is always a loss when you have major boosts on)

16:43 < Malunir> (what now?)

16:43 < Gyro Feather> (He's playing WT at the same time :P)

16:43 < Dreamclaw> (writing stuffs already, calm your horses)

16:43 < Dreamclaw> (you two are 2 fast and furious :P)

16:45 < Malunir> (oh yes wt. When I play germans I get a team full of Tigers thinking angling is just a myth, when I play allies I get M18 who think they are heavies)

16:47 Dreamclaw lets out a rather feminine squeak as he is suddenly tackled right off the ramp and down to the ground. The hippogriff does his best to spread his wings and adjust his position to land softly, maybe even detach himself from the tangle and fly away altogether. In the end his efforts prove to be futile, as both of them land on the forest floor below.

The landing knocks out all air from Dreamclaw's lungs, simultaneously making him hit his head on the ground. While the height wasn't that great, the awkward position and the added weight of another creature landing on top of him definitely made him see see floating stars at the corners of his suddenly darkening vision. His opponent, however, doesn't suffer any similar effects and rushes to take advantage of the state his opponent is left in after the sudden attack.

16:48 < Dreamclaw> (some typos but oh well. And I was trying to get a better gain by using the boost in arcade air battles. Got a team who didn't fucking realize you can't capture the airfield while there are enemy tanks all over the place. FFS)

16:49 < Dreamclaw> (gonna play event now to receive the special avatar. that is my goal today. Only 8 hours left so now or never)

16:49 < Dreamclaw> (sorry for having to multi-task guys)

16:50 < Malunir> (ok, just be aware I have only a bit under an hour left)

16:50 < Dreamclaw> (but that won't be enough in any case D:)

16:52 Gyro Feather is dazed for a moment as he hits the ground, feeling a great shock jumping up his legs, bug for the most part his little feather cushion takes the brunt of the force. Gyro narrows his eyes at the creature and darts his beak down to snap at the other's, holding it still while he moves to keep the gryphon immobile. Gyro begins to grind his hips down against the other's nethers, helping to steadily excite himself so that he can deliver that promised reward and make sure that Dreamclaw never showed him up again. Once he's secure he releases the beak and laughs, "I bet a little sissy like you has never experienced a gryphon's knot before, have you? Well time to learn for yourself,"

16:56 Malunir bemusedly watched on as it turned out that the colourful feathery creature was about to rape the other one. Though that was basically his "job" to do that within this forest, the little guy seemed to have a pretty good idea of what he was doing. Now that he knew that he could not simply go to sleep again, the fate of the two unaware griffons was sealed. He would be having his way with them as soon as the show would start to bore him or his own excitement rise too high.

17:02 Dreamclaw gradually becomes aware of the strange sensations coming from his groin. As his vision clears, he suddenly finds himself being pinned down under the other male, his beak pinned between the sharp edges of that of his attacker. The hippogriff attempts to wiggle free, but his movements are yet sluggish and unorganized, doing little to dislodge the other gryphon from him.

Dreamclaw blushes as he realizes what kind of reward the other bird was talking about and what exactly was going on. He can feel the stallionhood of the gryphon slowly emerge from its sheath as his package kept rubbing and grinding against his, the sensation completely new and alien to him, yet not completely unwelcome.

The hippogriff takes a deep breath and doubles his struggling when his beak is removed and he can breath fully once more, but by that time his limbs are securely pinned and it will take a lot of effort to get them free again. Dreamclaw blushes at the malicious remark but can't help but agree. He never felt a gryphon knot, nor that of any other species. He was definitely not into males, but then why did his nethers feel hotter and hotter with each passing minute of the abuse? He grunted and resumed the struggles, deciding not to grace his attacker with any sort of reply, it would be just a waste of breath anyways.

17:05 < Dreamclaw> (another match, don't rush :P)

17:05 < Dreamclaw> (can do longer posts, it is unlikely we finish it in under an hour anyways, so will probably have to continue later)

17:08 < Dreamclaw> (BTW, Gyro. Next turn can do a d20 roll (preds get right for 1 re-roll and default victory while prey gets only one chance) to see if I manage to force you off or something if you wanna. or just rape me already and be done with it :P)

17:08 < Dreamclaw> (fuck, it only now found the battle D: It will be a while...)

17:17 < Dreamclaw> (won it, yay)

17:19 < Dreamclaw> (so no more thunder strictly necessary, but is Gyro asleep? Or am I about to get a cool rape scene? :P)

17:43 < Gyro Feather> (Bah fuck....I feell asleep

17:43 < Dreamclaw> (Welp, he is gone. Went to bed... earlier than me even despite the time zone. Looks like we will have to continue this later)

17:43 < Dreamclaw> (XD)

17:43 < Dreamclaw> (we waited 40 minutes on you XD)

17:45 < Dreamclaw> How do you like it so far thoug?

17:45 < Dreamclaw> though*

17:45 < Dreamclaw> Fine?

17:45 < Gyro Feather> pretty good so far

17:46 < Dreamclaw> Heh, glad to hear.

17:46 < Dreamclaw> Too bad weekends are off

17:46 < Gyro Feather> only this weekend

17:46 < Dreamclaw> That would probably be the best time to do this, since the snek appears to have issues with staying past midnight.

17:46 < Dreamclaw> We need a day where you can log in earlier or the two of us can do it early in the morning...

17:47 < Dreamclaw> On the plus side, now I have more time for sleep!

17:47 < Dreamclaw> So yay.

17:47 < Gyro Feather> :P

17:47 < Dreamclaw> I enjoyed it too so far.

17:47 < Dreamclaw> Hope we can arrange a better play session soon.

17:48 < Dreamclaw> Didn't know this one would be so... short

17:48 < Dreamclaw> He never warned me >_>

17:48 < Gyro Feather> mmhmm

17:49 < Dreamclaw> Anyways

17:49 < Dreamclaw> You go sleep now

17:49 < Dreamclaw> I will soon follow

17:49 < Dreamclaw> Was nice talking to you.

17:49 < Dreamclaw> See you later :P

17:49 < Gyro Feather> see ya

11:18 Gyro Feather continues to grind his sheath down against the smaller bird, purring loudly, sending a vibration through his chest into Dreamclaw. Hot pre begins to dribble out of the gryphon's shaft, adding some lubricant to the gentle friction of their two lengths rubbing together. "Oh just sit there and take your reward. No one I know would reject advances by such a lovely bird as myself~" He coos, swishing his tail back and forth. The gryphon leans down and gives another lick across the other's beak as the strugglign continues, leaving a hot strand of drool on the surface, smelling of his musky breath.
Right as the gryphon arches back to find the other's tailhole, he feels a shift beneath him. In only a moment the gryphon is then flopped square on his back into a puddle of mud beside them. The bird lets out a squeal of frustration as his pretty coat is ruined, knowing that this will take ages to preen, and beyond that, he's now straddled by the pathetic little hippogryphon. Damn his stupid horse heritage and their powerful legs. "Get off me you little bitch!" he shorts out, snapping his beak.

11:18 < Dreamclaw> (And here I was typing my response D:)

11:18 < Dreamclaw> (Need better coordination in the future)

11:18 < Gyro Feather> (But you posted last! It was my post.

11:19 < Dreamclaw> (I won though, hence I should have been the one to select what exactly happens next :P

/me takes a few deep breaths, finally managing to collect his bearings after the rough landing. The faggy griff is still straddling him, rubbing their sheaths and balls together, the sensation and sight of which makes Dreamclaw sick. The peacock freak might be surprisingly strong, but he was still underestimating the hippogriff. Dreamclaw tries moving his rears first but finds them securely pinned down by sharp cat paws, the talons digging deep into his flesh. He writhes, the pain from all the bruises and punctures finally arriving at his brain.)

11:19 < Malunir> (lets just use the order we are in in the channel list

11:19 < Dreamclaw> (At least I didn't get to type in much XD)

11:19 < Dreamclaw> (it is like that already, yes. Now is your turn)

11:23 < Dreamclaw> (Fuck, F-List exploded)

11:23 < Gyro Feather> (No that was just you)

11:30 Malunir watches the two bird creature wrestle it out in the mud, chuckling to himself as they put on quite a show while seemingly fighting over who would get to be the lesser fag in an upcoming but sex spree. Malunir slithered around the treetops some more, wanting to get into an advantageous position, one which enabled him to drop down on both of them if he so desired. He did however make a pretty obvious shadow around the two as his bulk loomed over them, but they seemed too busy to notice such details. He was wondering if he was going to see them going at it before his patience ran out and since the colourful bird was now pressed in the mud, he leaned towards eating the dark one first.

11:40 Dreamclaw manages to knock his attacker with his strong hinds, his equine anatomy finally proving to be of use at least once. The hippogriff doesn't waste time and moves to secure Gyro to the ground, his mind too focused on fighting back and teaching that fag a lesson that he simply doesn't consider retreat as an option, even if the griffon would have literally zero chances to catch him then. Dreamclaw stomps his rears onto Gyro's paws, hard. His forelegs and talons are busy holding the furious griff down, the effort proving too much just for his hands and thus forcing him to use his body weight as well. The two suddenly found themselves at an impasse, with Gyro's snapping beak no able to land any hits, and with Dreamclaw having to use all of his body just to pin the griff underneath. The hippogriff, however, does manage to do at least a minor damage in the process, his talons digging into Gyro's flesh and his hinds continually stomping on the griffon's rear, the two seemingly fighting to the death at this point. Dreamclaw does notice the shadows move around them but pays it no interest, his concentration all focused on just keeping the freak in place and thinking of how to better dispose of the bully once and for all.

11:45 < Dreamclaw> (Gyro wants to roll, let's see if he is lucky enough to not get me do something rash the next turn)

11:46 < Dreamclaw> (I'll play the pred just for the lulz, let's consider it a bonus from winning a previous round)

11:46 < System> [user]Dreamclaw[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]5[/b]

11:46 < System> [user]Dreamclaw[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]7[/b]

11:46 < Dreamclaw> (well, fuck)

11:46 < System> [user]Gyro Feather[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]9[/b]

11:46 < Dreamclaw> (You win, you select what happens)

11:48 < Dreamclaw> (can also say that the greater the difference the more successful of a 'hit' you got)

11:51 < Malunir> (so Gyro is next?)

11:51 Gyro Feather grunts with pain as the creature stamps on his hinds and the hippogryphon digs at his claws, but still, he fights to get free. THe rush of adreniline from the fighting certainly helps and with some effort he wrenches his front claws free from those of the hippogryph. Gyro Arches up and wraps his front talons around Dreamclaw's neck, pulling their chests right up against each other. While still on his back, he certainly had the advantage now. His beak opens wide and darts forward, clasping around the hippogryph's face and slathering hot drool upon his form. The beak comes down on the snout past the edge of the beak, drawing that warm metalic blood.

Still the gryphon notices the shifting of the light in the canopy above him, noting that it seemed to be getting darker, but he attirbuted that to the fact that it might just be getting late outside. He was far too focused on now figthing to provide the creature proper punishment to let him go.

11:52 < Gyro Feather> (err *to take note of the snake.

12:06 Malunir was tired of waiting any longer and slid off his branch. With a loud thud he landed around the two fighing creatures in some sort of circular shape. Knowing that it was now impossible not to notice him, he immediately wrapped some of his tail tightly around the waist of the hypogryph and simultaneously bit into the mud covered griffon's left shoulder, hoising him up with his jaws to wrap a few coils around him as well. Someone who did not know Malunir would could be forgiven to think that he was just there to break up the fight, but the snake certainly had different plans and none of those involved any of the two walking away from this. He removed his Jaws from the coloured bird, quickly licking the blood of his fangs before adressing them in his dep but lisping voice. "If you want to be noisy, then just be it somewhere else and if you want to bloody fuck each other just bloody do it. It started out funny, but you just had to insist on this unproductive brawl. So, could you please enlighten me who was going to rape whom so we can get this over with? I have some sleep to catch up after all."

12:18 Dreamclaw gave off a squawk as his beak was forcefully chomped on, once again covering his nose and even some of his mouth into nasty saliva of the fag bird. The hippogriff moves his claws to Gyro's neck and returns the gesture by strangling him to the best of his ability, the two now completely submerged into the fight. Both of the birds are now leaking blood in several places, and their furious struggles start to subside as lack of air starts getting to them. It looked like the winner would be determined in the next few minutes, but alas, the universe had other plans for them. Suddenly a huge hunk of muscle descends from above and wraps all around them, the pair too confused and tired to manage a response in time.

The hippogriff claws at the scaly flesh around his midsection and gives off a low whine as he is dragged off of his attacker and hoisted a short distance away in the air, with Gyro receiving a similar punishment. What comes next, none of them expected, evidenced by the expression on both Gyro's and Dreamclaw's faces. The huge lump of muscle, now apparently a snake, spoke. The hippo didn't like what it had to say, didn't like it one bit. He cleared his throat, his struggles subsiding for just the briefest of moments as he considered his answer. "H-he attacked me in my own house, but I would have managed on my own! This fag is not a threat to anyone, especially after I am done with him! Let me go!"

12:28 Gyro Feather feels some pain from his various scrapes and cuts, but still rather sure that he'll end up on top...or rather aound soon enough. THe bird growls as the other crature wraps up his neck, forcing himself to struggle for air. One talon leaves the back and goes to pull it off, bringing himself some measure of releif. Both creatures were incredibly muddy and dirty at thsi point from their prolongued brawl. He was going to make this little bitch pay.
Suddenly though, he's wrapped up in thick cool scaled flesh and sepparated from the other. He narrows his eyes at Dreamclaw and then fights more to work his way towards the bird than to actually escape the grip of the snake. Upon hearing the

12:28 < Gyro Feather> (Bah

12:29 < Dreamclaw> (happens sometimes, yes)

12:29 < Gyro Feather> upon hearing the creature's voice, he winces and turns his attention back on him. "That little halfbreed attacked me when I came to wish him a congradulations for winning an event earlier today! I was giving him a reward when he pounced me out of his own house. He's the one who deserves whatever pushishment you're here to dish out, or you can let me just get to it as well." Gyro narrows his eyes at the larger creature, trying to look fierce, even as his dirty mud covered body is squeezed tight.

12:38 Malunir grins. "See" started Malunir looking at the dark hyppogryph "that one has some spice to it. But your idea of dealing with him is commendable as well, for I listened in on you two long enough to know he is just feigning." He slithered around so that he had both of them in front of them. Knowing of at least one of them being rather tasty, if he discounted the mud, he was thinking that just a quick game was in order before consuming them both. "I think you two have a long back story that needs to be settled, so I suggest a little game. I will give both of you some five minutes to come up with a good idea of what to do with the other. The best idea wins and I will see to its execution. Struggling, biting and the likes will gain you an experience that will redefine your understanding of the word pain. Have I made myself clear? The clock is ticking."

12:48 Dreamclaw 's eyes go wide, a bit of sweat rolling down his forehead at the threat from the enormous snake. The hippogriff had no doubt the snake had the power and position to carry out his promise, both of them in fact! This made him worried about what the admittedly more depraved and brutal griffon would come up with. Dreamclaw gave a gulp, his mind trying to come up with the worst possible punishment for the griffon yet turning up only blanks at the moment when he actually needed those ideas! He cursed his soft equine nature and redoubled his efforts, finally managing to come up with something, albeit extremely unlikely.

Dreamclaw began first, his voice sounding uncertain as the things his mind conjured might not be even possible at all! "I... I suggest we arouse Gyro so he shows us his full length, and then we rip off his filthy gay cock and forcefully stuff it down his throat until it is so deep he will have to either swallow it or choke on his own 'pride'! And while he is busy tasting his own flesh, I would rip one of his wings off and stuff it down his ass, right where his worthless wings belong!" The hippo looks at the hated griffon with a smirk, the idea suddenly not sounding as bad to him as it seemed at first. He then adds just on top, "Might slowly break all his talons too, one-by-one, see how he likes it!"

12:56 Gyro Feather grins as he hears the snake's offer. He thinks about it long and hard, waiting on the other bird to finish his suggestion before he offers one of his own. The gryphon's crest twitches as he hears exactly waht Dreamclaw has requested and clenches his beak. He better win this, or else he certainly was in for a bad time. The gryphon's tail twitches behind him in nervousness while he opens up his beak.

"well..." He begins, "I think that perhaps we ought to both take his gay as virginity together. Either one in the mouth and one up his tail hole, or perhaps both up his tail hole, even if that will rip his pathetic ass. It'll feel nice and tigt for the both of us~" He starts out, grinning all the while. "THen, we could pluck each of his wings bare and force feed those down his throat, followed by his own wings. And then well, I think you'd rather deserve a hippogryph for a meal after all that work, and especially without his feathers he'll be rather easy to put down~" The gryphon purrs out.

13:01 < Dreamclaw> (I am so getting you back for this if you win >_>)

13:05 Malunir weighed the two proposals against each other for some time and then started to evaluate them in the order of their submission. "Well, while you both seem oddly obsessed with me taking part in this, I have to throw in my expertise and tell you that the whole ripping someone's dick off and feed it to them is not as funny as it sounds. As soon as it is taken off, the blood runs out and it becomes just a limp chunk of meat. Which brings me to the second proposal. Usually I let my stomach pluck my poultry, but a bit of butt sex never hurt anyone, well not me at least. But the important part is me getting something back for my hard work of putting up with me so, under the condition that our rainbow bird he takes the head, I would declare him the winner. If he does not, we will settle this with a dick measuring contest."

13:12 Dreamclaw 's eyes go wide, fear evident on his face. He knew that his suggestion wouldn't work as well as he tried to advertise it, but he wasn't expecting a snake of all things to catch his bluff! The hippogriff stares at the other captive and hisses through his bloodied beak, "Just you try it and I will show you how sharp this beak is!" He then turns his gaze onto the snake, his next phrase delivered in as much of a calm and even voice as Dream could muster at the moment. "Oh I am all for dick measuring! No way this fag has a stallionhood as good as mine! And if he loses, you can take care of him once and for all, I will even help you with it by holding him down and massaging the bulge if you'd like that!"

13:20 Gyro Feather grins widely as the snake accepts his suggestion. "Of course I'd take this punk's beak if you want his tail hole! He needs to be shown how gay he actually is!~" The gryphon wiggles in the coils with excitement, staring back at Dreamclaw in his eyes. "And Just try it little punk. I'll make sure to brain you with my talons if you bite down on me. I'll push them straight through your eyes and I'm sure this snake would let me. He did say you'd get a pain worse than you can imagine if you struggled," he says with a growl. The gryphon meets Malunir's eyes and nods his head. "When ever you're ready."

13:23 < Dreamclaw> (Suddenly I feel outclassed...)

13:23 < Malunir> (snek OP pls nerf, reptile bias)

13:31 Malunir is quiet. There was a deafening silence in the forest as the snake contemplated what his catches have told him. He would love to have someone massage a wriggling bulge down his gullet, but he could probably have that with either proposal. Then he was also liking the fiery sadism of the griffon far more than the pleas of the hippo. There was no need to talk to any of those, he let his actions speak for themselves and shifted his coils in a way that Gyro could simply lay back in a chair of snake coils, his wings and front legs still pinned but his loins free to thrust as much as they pleased, while Dreamclaw was being swayed into position. The dark hippogryph found himself suspended in the air, his head pointed towards the crotch of his adversary and his rear literally hanging in the breeze. A little contrary to his anouncement, Malunir moved his lower bits over to Gyro, presenting his musky slit to the griffon, telling him what to do. "Since your victory cost me the fun of you engaging in a dick measuring contest, I think it is only due if you help me to get started. We would not want me to go into our sweet little fucktoy here all slim and soft, would we?"

13:34 < Dreamclaw> (several mins)

13:47 Dreamclaw could only wiggle in utter fear as his body was positioned in what obviously was a submissive position so that he can be raped. He wiggled his head left and right, trying to distance his beak from the approaching crotch of the griffon, his mind reeling with ideas of how to make the best out of this horrific experience. He couldn't help but give off the tiniest of grins at hearing that the humiliation won't be solely his, although at this point he had reasonable doubts of whether or not the griffon would actually mind giving the head to the snake. Dreamclaw scoffed, his mind only now arriving at the conclusion that the hippogriff was less of a disgrace for the griffon race than the fag bird was. At least Dream intended to pass on his genes to the future generations! A dream, which now seemed rather unlikely to ever come true...

09:54 < Malunir> so gyro is next and then we go in the same order as in the user list of the channel right?

09:55 Gyro Feather takes in a deep breath of the snake's slit, letting the musky aromas that come from within to tickle his nose and start to excite him too. Plus, it seemed like the gryphon was going to get out of this situation afterall, since Dream was to become food as intended. After a moment, he finally dips his beak down towards the opening and extends his tongue, lapping against the sensitive skin on the snake's slit. The flavor itself was not the most pleasant, but the gryphon knew the consequences. His togue darts over the flesh inside, runing his warm slimy and bumpy muscle against the flacid member hiding away.

09:56 < Gyro Feather> Its me you dream

09:57 < Dreamclaw> I don't dream about you, you miserable mishap of nature)

09:57 < Dreamclaw> (and yes, I know what you meant)

10:03 Malunir sighed deeply as he felt his slit part and admit the gryphon's beak, followed by a low moan as he felt that warm tongue dance around his resting endowment. It did not take long until that curious apendage playing with his private parts caused the snake to grow aroused, making his twin endowment grow and reveal itself. At least the one shaft which slid besides the gryphon's beak and not inside it. "You have done this before haven't you my cock sucking birdy toy?" the serpent said happily by the time he was half way done building up his erection, wondering how Gyro would cope with his meat growing inside him too.

10:09 Dreamclaw could only scoff and look away as the air started gradually filling with disgusting slurping and squelching noises, first from Gyro's probing tongue and then from the freak choking on the rapidly growing erection inside his own beak. Dream would smirk if he didn't realize how fucked he was in the current situation. He gave off a few tentative struggles against the coils only to eep when they contracted tighter around him in response, sending a clear message to his panicked mind. He gulped and glanced over to the fallen gryphon, his mind making a surprised "o" shape as he noticed that the fag was indeed very much enjoying the experience, as indicated by a slowly growing erection of his own. Now thoroughly disgusted and disturb, the hippogriff looked away once more, his mind awash with plans of how to get out or at the very least make the best out of his death.

10:21 Gyro Feather coughs around the shaft as it slides up into his mouth and pulls back ever so slightly to ensure that it doesnt push all the way down his throat. The thick member stretches his beak open wide, leaving the bird to half smirk at the idea of Dreamclaw taking this up his backside. Still this plus the pressures of his coils were helping to prepare the gryphon for his part of the task too. His knot swells up as his sheath extends, allowing just a bit of pre to bead from the tip. The gryphon eventually pulls off the first of the shafts and moves to the second, gulping and slurping over the member in an intent to please the master so that he may go free in the end.

10:31 Malunir sighs relaxed and simply lets his aroused shafts grow to their full length, forgetting to readjust the coils holding the gryphon who pleased him so well. As a result the thinner, still arm thick, part of one of his penises slid inside Gyro's throat as it reached its final length. The ensuing gags and caughs felt just as well around his cock as the eager slurping of the tongue and the snake happily closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation to the fullest, not giving the least of care that he was choking his plaything. Only when the head bobbing and gulping started to slow down drastically did he shift his attention back to the gryphon in his coils. "That should do it I think" he said with a smile, quite proud at almost having choked him with only half his cock. "Let's see hot it fits back here." As Gyro was left to gasp for air Malunir moved his tail over behind Dreamclaw and carefully took aim. "This might sting a little." he laughed. Then his pointy tip pressed against Dream's anus and ever so slowly more and more pressure was applied until the ring of muscle yielded to the snake's cock and the slickened shaft crept inside where no other dick had been before.

10:38 Dreamclaw whimpered as Gyro's humiliation ended and the next part of the program begun. He clenched the muscles in his rear with all his might but even he knew that this was of no use. This despicable monster was about to take his dignity away from him, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. And it was all Gyro's fault! That bastard would- and just like that, his train of thought was derailed and crashed into a million pieces as his muscles gave and the thick length of snake meat slid inside his butthole. The hippogriff grunted and squirmed, his body awash in pain from the huge object that was forcefully invading him despite his best resistance. Soon, those grunts started turning into whimpers and his eyes moistened, the hippogriff now questioning of just how much of the length he could take without dying. Something told him he was about to find out...

10:43 Gyro Feather begins to cough even harder now as the shaft forces its way down his throat, blocking his air holse. The gryphon soon stops bobbing and instead focusses on trying to pull away for air. The gryphon though, hardly felt humiliated for having to take a dick. He'd done it plenty of times in his life. As he starts to regain his composure the bird watches with amusement as Dream takes the shaft. "Heh...well I had hoped that I would be the first one to taint that virgin ass, but looks like the snake here gets that pleasure. "Dont forget though, I get his beak," the bird reminds lustfully wiggling his hips up against the coils and grinding his dripping shaft up against the soft scales. The gryphon even by himself begins to pant from pleasure.

10:50 Malunir losenes the coils around Gyro enough to let him have his way with their shared victim, guessing that it would not take long for him to get his dick bitten off but who knows? Meanwhile the horny serpent "eased" his shaft deeper and deeper into Dreamclaw's ass, feeling how his tip first follows the contours of the intestines it was sliding through, before the thicker firmer parts of snake cock simply ironed out some of the curves. Until now it had been a piece of cake. At least for Malunir. But now his fist wide base, which was lacking a saliva coating as well, was tearing at the hippogriff's tortured butthole. "Don't die on me now. I need you to struggle in my stomach later on you tasty little chicken." sneered Malunir as he felt something break around his shaft.

10:59 Dreamclaw 's world has narrowed down to a singular sensation of agony emanating from his rear and now spreading into his midsection. The pain was unbearable, making the small hippo gnash his teeth and flail his head, along with every other limb, in mad arcs to attempt wiggling away and free. His mouth frothed, tears now flowing freely down his pained muzzle and onto the forest floor below. He let out a shrill shriek as the sphincter of his entrance broke, blood flowing veritably down the length of the meat rod and his own trembling hinds. He would register the approaching form of his adversary, but he was too busy trying to weather the sheer pain of the act, even his dignity and honor long forgotten in favor of blatant survival. One thing was certain, the griff wasn't about to part his jaw and sit around idly for Gyro to do whatever despicable things he had in mind, willingly or unwillingly.

11:12 Gyro Feather grins as he's drawn in closer to the other's mouth, shifting closer until his throbbing shaft puses right up against the lips of the stallion. "Open up and take it from the other side like the pathetic thing you are," the bird commands. Naturally when dreamclaw failed to do si, the bird brings his claws to the joint of the other's jaw and begins to squeeze tight, forcing the lips and jaws to part open under the pressure point. He slowly slips his shaft inside, wary to keep up the pressure so that the teeth dont suddenly come clashing down on his member.

11:19 < Malunir> /me feels the warm dripple of blood running down his one shaft, the second one resting on his victim's back, reaching a third of the way up to his head, was a good indicator as to why the hippo's body gave way. "I think I broke it" Malunir chuckled. "But at least it gets easier now. Blood is pretty good lube as far as my experience goes." With a final push he burries his entire length in Dream's entrails and sighs triumphantly before pulling his member back out, sullied in blood and filth. "I don't care who, but one of you will have to lick my dick clean when I'm done." he announced with an absent minded voice, still rather focussed on getting off in the now rather accomodating hole of Dream's broken asshole. After inspecting his dick he fell into regular thrusts which brought near lethal amounts of dick in and out of the mutilated orfice much to the snake's joy who soon caused another dripple as he leaked copious amounts of pre in the hippogriff's ass as well as on his back.

11:31 Dreamclaw weakly registered the probing sensations against his muzzle before a sharp sting of pain forced his jaw open and then locked it in place there. Dream opened his eyes before giving off a gag as a smelly and dripping with pre throbbing piece of gryphon dick slid inside his mouth. The taste was... weird to say the least. He definitely didn't enjoy it one bit. Suddenly, his head filled with confusion, he didn't quite recall being able to think straight for the last few torturous seconds, so what changed? His eyes darting backwards, the hippo paled at seeing a bloodied and filth-covered rod of gargantuan size emerging from within his body.

Dream didn't have much time to think or protest before the member plunged back inside his body, forcing a powerful wave of convulsions as agony from already opened wounds added itself to the sting of new tears and bruises inside him. The force of convulsions was nearly enough to overcome the hold Gyro had on Dream's muzzle, forcing those teeth ever closer to each other and narrowing the gap the gryphon had to play with. The force of such contractions was immeasurable, Dream had no doubt that if that stinking piece of filth wasn't removed from his mouth right now, he would get to keep it... in his own stomach. That being said, his mind left him once again as sheer agony overtook his entire being, forcing his eyes to roll back in their sockets and limbs actually droop down and weakly twitch in uncoordinated spasms.

11:33 < Dreamclaw> (You guys write your posts, I might be done for today. Will be working on that commission real soon... like... whenever I get free from this. We can go if you wanna, but my replies might be... very slow.)

11:38 < Malunir> (nah no reason to go even slower. we just continue later. I would like to carry on until it would be your turn again)

11:39 < Dreamclaw> (Yeah, that's what I meant, at least do that :P)

11:40 Gyro Feather was rather enjoying his plunging in and out of the other gryphon's mouth, feeling the warm drool and hot tongue rolling over his shaft even as much as the other bird didnt want it. Ujnfortuantely the fact that dream was now closing his jaws over him was not lost on him. With a loud growl he pulls the member from his beak, feeling the beak scraping over his shaft. The bird lets out a loud howl in pain and then glares down at Dream. "I told you if you bit down on me that I'd fix that problem." He then turns over to Malunir and syas, "Well this bird can clean his own filth off your shaft. He's being uncooperative anyways." The gryphon digs his clows into Dream's cheek, piercing the flesh and scraping along it till he severs the tendon that holds the jaw closed, lettin ghte beak now hang fully open without a worry, and at the same time pouring even more blood out of the bird, wetting them both and running over the snake's scales.

11:40 < Gyro Feather> (See? I can be brutal dreamclaw :P)

11:45 < Dreamclaw> (You left me as a character without the only thing I was looking forward to in this RP - repaying you. You... you are awful >_>)

11:49 Malunir comments, "Please leave his tongue attached" as he saw how his little fucktoy was being brutalized on the other end as well. It seemed he had to speed up if he still wanted to feel Dreamclaw die in his belly where he should and so his thrusts accellerated until there were loud smacking nises each time his scales impacted the bloody behind he was fucking apart. The noises coming from his victim as his shaft tore his entrails apart were sickening but to the cruel snake they were like music and so his arousal peaked and jets of cold sticky cum shot over Dream's back as well as into his abdominal cavity wherever Malunir's shaft was currently poking around. When he finally pulled back out again there was a stream of red-white-bron paste running out of the torn asshole as the panting snake proceeded to rub his shaft clean on his victim's fur. "Let's see if you are as tasty as you are fun to fuck my turkey. And I sure hope your little friend plucks your filthy feathers before you bleed out. It would be a shame if you missed out on my stomach, I hear it is a quite envigorating experience."

11:55 < Malunir> (ok that is the end for now I guess. See you around)

11:55 < Dreamclaw> (No)

11:58 < Dreamclaw> (Did that go through? D:)

11:59 < Malunir> (didn't. thought you left)

11:59 Dreamclaw gurgled and choked as his throat was invaded once more. The poor hippo has lost sensations from his rear half by now, either his flesh or something in his neural system too overloaded to process any more of the torment. As such, it was a surprise to even Dream himself when a jet of variously colored fluids erupted from his beak, literally forcing Gyro's dick out of his throat in a spewing eruption of semen and filth that now covered almost the entire body of the hated gryphon. After the flow subsided, all Dream could do was weakly slump down in the snake's coils, his mind too taxed to really register anything of what was said or done around him. As long as no one hurt him any longer it was okay... How could he be foolish enough to ever think that something as ambiguous and fleeting as pride and dignity was worth the hell he currently found himself in... Dream sobbed, his broken body twitching and heaving in agonized whimpers as the world around him began slowly dimming and losing focus.