Adding More Fire to a Pheonix

5 December 2016

19:57 < Gyro Feather> ahh gotcah ^^

19:59 < Skylar Stellarwing> Anyway-- Skylar's generally liable to be around soda and stuff at any given time

19:59 < Skylar Stellarwing> What else... Maybe hot sauce or something?

20:00 < Skylar Stellarwing> Or in the other direction, frosting

20:01 < Gyro Feather> Hmmm, should I be delivering chicken wings and getting you spicy, or a cake and making you sweet? Either certainly has its perks :B

20:02 < System> [user]Gyro Feather[/user] rolls 1d2: [b]1[/b]

20:02 < Gyro Feather> welp I suppose we'll spill some hot sauce on a bird~

20:02 < Skylar Stellarwing> Alright, cool idea~

20:07 Gyro Feather approaches the door with a smile upon his beak. It wasnt the best job in the world, but being a delivery bird at least payed the bills. The gryphon has the box of wings and a quart sized tub of hot sauce balanced precariously on his back and steadied with his tail. The warm aroma of food fills the air, and if he wasnt used to it by now, it would certainly make his beak water.The gryphon reaches up his claw and raps gently on the center of the door several times, waiting for Skylar to open it up.

20:15 Skylar Stellarwing smiled as she heard the doorbell, pausing the episode of whatever generic sitcom she was watching in the background. The bird hops to her feet and makes her way over to the door, having little class in the way she was dressed-- A tattered tank top that went down past her waist and no pants to be seen, the top being the only thing covering her underwear. She yawns a bit before opening the door, taking a look over the Gryphon.

20:21 Gyro Feather lets out a soft chirp as a pretty bird opens the door to greet him. He looks up at her with a grin upon his beak, reaching about halfway up her body at his shoulders, though mass wise, he looked bigger than her overall. "Hello there miss~ This is your delivery from chicken king, you ordered the Extra fire sauce and two dozen wings?" He asks, confirming her order. "The total is 16.52"

20:28 Skylar Stellarwing nods her head, smiling a bit. "Yeah, that sounds right" she says, looking back in the house for a moment to grab a $20 bill. She hands it to him, brushing her hair back with her free hand. "There ya go" she says, yawning a bit in the meantime. Her wings spread out a bit behind her, giving a good view of her lovely feather patterns.

20:31 Gyro Feather watches her streching, following over the wing feathers and running down her back back to glance at her rump. He then shakes his head and looks up as she returns with the twenty. "Yep, that should do it. He stuffs it in a little pouch on his front and takes the first step inside. "So where do you want this?" He asks, nearly close enough now to brush right up against her body.

20:38 Skylar Stellarwing walks the Gryphon over to a table in the living room and points to it, walking off to the side as she stretches out her wings some more. Clearly she had been cramped for the past while, not moving from her chair. The bird feels through her plumage a bit before turning around back to the Gryphon. "Mmm.. Yeah, there's good" she says, still gazing at the lovely feathers of Gyro's own.

20:43 < Gyro Feather> (Hmm did she get back into her chair? might make it easier to get all over her.)

20:48 < Skylar Stellarwing> (Ah yeah)

20:51 Gyro Feather follows the pheonix inside and follows her claw's directions down towards the pretty little mahogony table, right in front of where Skylar had decided to take a seat. He sets the bucket of chicken down on the table first, and then feels the hotsauce bumped by her wing. It gets a little wobbly on his back and as he moves to steady it, he overcompensates. The entire tub comes splashing down upon the pretty formel, crashing and splattering over her body as the styrofoam breaks, throwing red streaks everywhery. Gyro stands there stunned for only a second, himself only slightly spattered as he looks in horror at skylar. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! Let me get that for you."

21:05 Skylar Stellarwing yelps a bit as she's coated in the sauce, much getting splattered on her face, arms, and legs. Fortunately, her glasses had protected her from any getting in her eyes-- But it was an unpleasant experience, regardless! "Aah! Jeez, be more careful with that stuff next time!" she insists, rubbing her face a bit as he comes over to help. "F-fine, so long as you don't make it worse...!"

21:10 Gyro Feather grabs a fistful of napkins from his bag and nods at her. "Sure, I promise!" The gryphon stands up on his hinds and begins to try and scoop up the sauce with the napkins, and while they seem to absorb the spots where its pooled, as he rubs, the red stain steadily creaps up over her wings and chest, leaving all the flesh it contacts with an unpleasantly warm sensation. "Well...it looks liek we got the worst of it off at least..." he says with some hesitancy in his voice. "You...look like you need quite the preening to get all your feathers back in order though..."

21:20 Skylar Stellarwing shakes her head a bit, grunting. "Y-you have a point.." she admits, slipping her shirt off as she tries her best to finger the liquid out of her back, relatively unsuccessful in the process. "Yeah, if you could help me with that... I'd really appreciate it" she says, head tilted as she looks over to the Gryphon.

21:27 Gyro Feather has to stifle a gigle when, as the shirt comes off, she manages to soak the rest of her head in the runoff from the fabric. "Uhh...sure I guess I can help with that," He says. He hops up on the couch and allows his beak to gravitate towards her primaries, grabbing one of them in his beak and pulling back, making sure to lick and suck at it. It takes a couple combs, but eventually that first feather comes up sauce free, leaving a burning upon his tongue.

21:30 Skylar Stellarwing grumbles a bit, completely having disregarded the fact that her shirt was till moist with the sauce. "Augh, maybe I should just take a shower" she lets out, rubbing her face a bit more. She sits up a bit as she feels the Gryphon straightening out a couple long, soft feathers, their texture ever so delightful. The hot sauce accentuated the bird's normal spicy-sweet flavor, a relatively irresistible amalgamation of flavors. The Phoenix herself didn't know that herself, and surely would think nothing of it-- Aside from wondering if the Gryphon's tongue was burning from the hot sauce, a thought that made her snicker.

21:40 Gyro Feather puts a claw down on her chest as she starts to get up, shaking his head. "You dont want to do that. You'll only spread the sauce everywhere and wont pull it out." His breathing has quickened and the heat from teh sauce has made his face begin to flush behind his feathers. "Here...let me go ahead and get htis all done." While he was right, the bird also rather wanted to continue to draw out that tasty flavor, no matter how much the sensation burned at his tongue.

21:45 Skylar Stellarwing smirks a bit as she just sits forward and relaxes herself, wings spread out behind her, still coated in the hot sauce. "Mm, fine, you seem to be doing a good enough job" she says, starting to feel a bit better. "Thanks for taking care of this" she says, still trying to work some of the sauce out of her legs. The flavor would grow more and more delicious the more the Gryphon would taste it, the sauce being one that was perfected to make you never want to stop eating more of it.

21:49 Gyro Feather gives a soft muffled chirp at the praise, lost in the wonderful pleasures of preening another bird and that mouth watering flavor that despite the burning he cant get enough of. He manages to get most of the wing done and climbs up higher on the couch, working over her chest and inadvertently grasping upon her nipples, before then making his way up towards the top of her head. He gives a gentle purr, closing his eyes and letting the tongue linger on the crown, cauising a drip of saliva to begin to run down towards her beak.

22:00 Skylar Stellarwing begins to squint her eyes a bit as he trails closer to her head, starting to use less of his beak and more of his tongue as time goes on. "Hehe, alright, I think you got it-- I can take care of the rest. Appreciate the help, though" she says, starting to blush a little. It was clear he was enjoying this a little too much. Either way, she doesn't force him off or try and move just yet, figuring he'll have had his fill of the hot sauce now anyway. She gives off a confused cheep as the saliva trails down the side of her face, making her fluff out her plumage a bit.

22:09 Gyro Feather licks her head upon the crown for a moment and then pulls away for just a second. "But...I've still got your other half to go..." he says. The gryphon then lowers his beak once more, nibbling and pulling at another feather upon her head. He lingers there for a second and then opens his beak a little wider to suck on a bigger portion. This follows a couple times until all of a sudden it seems the gryphon has most of the bird's crown all the way crammed between his beaks, and oh how heavenly it was~

22:14 Skylar Stellarwing squints and pulls her head backwards a bit as the Gryphon's beak opens wider over her forehead, making her coo and grunt in displeasure. "H-hey, it's fine, trust me! You don't have to worry about it anymore!" she calls, nervously holding her hands against his body now. "Like, it's getting a little weird now, you can stop" she insists. The flavor only gets more exciting, all the more delectable with every inch of bird he could cram in at a time.

22:30 Gyro Feather flares out his wings and wraps her up while his talons move to hold her legs to her body as she begins to resist. He just couldnt have enough of this flavor, and all he wanted now, was the bird down squirming in his gullet. He opens his beak wider still, pushing down till the fleshy insides of his beak slides over her eyes while the tip of her head begins to press against the pulsating entrance to his throat.

22:36 Skylar Stellarwing grunts and groans in protest as he starts to make his intentions clear-- Her struggles were limited far too much to escape his grasp now, making the bird wiggle from side to side in an attempt to throw him off. With some effort, he would soon have her head pulled down into his throat, making the bird yelp a bit in protest. "What are you doing?! This is NOT okay!" she would try to say, without much success in sounding particularly audible, what with her beak being squeezed shut by the Gryphon's tight throat and all.

22:43 Gyro Feather runs his tongue over her beak before another swallow draws that in to his hot slippery gullet. His stale breath is well tainted with the hot sauce and her own scent and something like old fish, which she gets a face full of as he moves her deeper inside. His talons clutch her tight, holding her still as he feels the moving bulge pushing out in his throat, working her further inside. He's rather ignorant to her pleas, instead focusing on filling his tongue with more of her flavor. He pauses a second on her shoulders, as if trying to figure out how to do them, before wiggling back and forth, slowly inching them inwards and forcing his cheeks to bulge out, fitting her like a glove.

22:54 Skylar Stellarwing squints a bit, shaking her head back and forth as she gets a whiff of the Gryphon's breath, the scent only growing stronger as her whole head made its way closer to the source. She finds herself rather surprised when he pulls her shoulders in with relative ease, the Phoenix now all of a sudden fearing for her own safety. "Y-you can't just... Eat me!" she protests, muffled tightly by her confines. The flavor only gets greater once her chest was pulled in, a large amount of sauce having dripped right below her neck and between her chest. Getting a whole mouthful like this would prove to be the ultimate source of her flavor, the Phoenix perfectly accentuated by the mixed-in hot sauce-- Arguably far more delicious than a mere chicken wing. Her wings would be pulled in with some effort, squeezing the Phoenix tightly into the Gryphon's maw.

23:03 Gyro Feather begs to differ. She was certainly too good of a treat to pass up and each gulp only spurred the hungry creature on forward. The bird pauses at her busts, taking a minute to lap up the pooling sauce that lingered there. The slippery organ runs between the two orbs and then around them, swirling up to the tip of the nipple, replacing the spicy liquid with a hot slimy one, and gives a similar treatment to the second orb. Once he's thoroughly satisfied, he darts his head forward again while his throat gives a peristaltic squeeze, drawing her yet deeper still. As his beak scrapes over her chest, parting the feathers and running against the flesh, her head begins to enter his core, pushing down into the bird's crop. Hear she could hear his rapid heartbeat and steady breathing along with the grugling of the stomach ahead which was hard at work at the sauce he'd eaten previously. He felt a bit of heartburn from it, and knew that food was the only way to sate that.

23:22 < Gyro Feather> (so...I guess f-list crashed?

23:22 < Skylar Stellarwing> (Whelp)

23:22 < Gyro Feather> (If you posted, I didnt get it.)

00:00 Skylar Stellarwing wiggled and squirmed in the Gryphon's grasp, soon finding herself being hoisted upwards, the hungry beast gulping her down all the way past her belly, leaving nothing of her left to the outside world aside from her rear, tailfeathers, and legs-- There was little she could do to resist in this position, her fate undoubtedly already sealed. She felt her beak poke through an opening, the smell of melted fish and hot sauce stronger than ever as the Phoenix recoiled at the sense. Her squirming would pick up again, the bird wanting nothing more than to go free-- But such a wish would not be granted. It wouldn't take much effort to slurp up her legs and feet, which still had their fair share of sauce dabbled across them.

19:06 < Gyro Feather> up fer continuing?

19:06 < Skylar Stellarwing> Absolutely~

19:16 Gyro Feather clamps his beak down on her rump and settles back into a sitting postion before tilting his head upwards and steadying her with his claws as he angles the rather pretty hen down towards his greedy stomach. Up ahead it gives another growl, signaling its hunger as he feels the bird begining to curl up inside of his cramped sack. His head darts forward, sliding up over her rump while the tip of his beak pushes down between her cheeks, tearing the underwear upon them. His tongue briefly lingers over her sex, pushing its spice covered surface into the sensitive tunnel before moving on. He could see her long pretty tail feathers up in front of his face, and as he swallows, he grabs one and tugs, pulling it free before sticking it up in his crest. As more of her fills up his crop, she begins to press on through towards the next chamber as the first gets too full, especially as he reaches all the way up to the tips of her feet.

19:20 Skylar Stellarwing grumbles a bit, eyes tightly shut as she squirms from side to side in protest. "S-spit me out, you jerk! You're not gonna get away with this!!" she insists, panting from the increasing heat. The now-nude bird felt increasingly violated by the attention that was going on around her rear, unable to do anything to stop it. She grunted loudly as one of her tailfeathers was plucked rather unceremoniously, causing the bird to shake even more. "What's the big idea?!" she cried. With just her feet remaining in the bird's beak, she clenched them together and tried to strike up, but to no avail. Her feet were gulped down just like the rest of her, the bird's fate sealed. After passing through his crop, her head would come out into his larger stomach, with her torso and legs following gradually afterwards as the satisfying bulge traveled downwards through the Gryphon.

19:28 Gyro Feather draws his tongue over the bottoms of her feet, licking and tasting up the very last tastes of the bird before finally pushing it to the back of his throat with his tongue. With one mighty gulp, he sends those too down to his crop before stretching back on her couch. He smacks his beak and lets out a yawn, coming out of his trance as he feels her moving and fighting in his eager belly. "O-oh...I must have gotten carried away there." His talons move down to his lumpy gut which presses a watered down version of the hot sauce back into her feathers. "Still...I guess you got a full body cleaning," he says with a snort. "However, you know as well as I do that a bird only has control dowin to their crop."

19:33 Skylar Stellarwing squirms and struggles, pressing out against the walls of the Gryphon's belly. Some of the sauce seeped into her eyes, despite her struggle to keep it away from there-- It had only been a matter of time. The bird squints tight, finding the pain of the hot sauce to be horrible-- Though it would seem like nothing in a few mere moments. "Yeah, well, I'd like to be let OUT now, thank you! The nerve, just... EATING me like that!" she protests, finding herself panting as she was pressed back tightly into a balled up position. A mix of hot sauce and other fluids began to drench the bird's plumage, making her damp and sticky. "No no no, don't talk like that, you're gonna get me out of here, right?" she pleads. Her squirms and struggles felt like little more than internal massages, despite the fierceness she fought with.

19:43 Gyro Feather gives his belly a couple reassuring pats and then looks over at the meal she ordered. With a shrug he slides the table close and gulps down a drumpstick, which rather quickly makes its way into his stomach, adding the smell of fried chicken to the otherwise foul mixture. "I'm sorry miss, especially since you were cute, The only way you're coming out now is the natural way...or underneath a scalpal, and I rather dont feel like dealing with the latter." The sound of his voice booms in his ears, breifly overwhelming even the organic squelches of his gut as it covers her in the thinner, tingling juices that lined it. His stomach clenches and rolls the formel around inside of her, and as he gulps down another chicken wing, she can feel the bones pressing up against her sides.

19:47 Skylar Stellarwing opens her eyes rather wide following the Gryphon's comment. "Wh-what?! You can't just do that!!" she protests, rocking back and forth again. Before long, she would find a drumstick dropped on her head rather suddenly. "Ow!" she cries, feeling the bit of chicken drop to the bottom of the pool she sat in. "You're not even FULL yet?!" she says, annoyed. Before long, digestive enzymes would start to flow in, coating the bird's plumage and making her feel a stinging sensation throughout her whole body. "Sh-shit, you're not kidding...!" she proclaims, squirming a bit more in response. The more she struggled, the more firmly the Gryphon's inner walls seemed to press and force her into a tight, compact position.

19:55 Gyro Feather snorts nonchalantly and adds a little bit more of her meal to his belly. "I'm...feeling pretty full yes...but you did pay for that food after all. I figured letting you have your dinner was the least I could do~" As the stomach begins to leak its acid into the stomach, the gryphon begins to dutifully finish the rest of her meal off, sending all 20 something wings and a cup of macaroni and cheese down to mix in with her in his belly. The noodles and the batter smear all up into her feathers, adding a new mudlike sensation to her prison. The gryphon lets out another burp, closing his eyes and enjoying her squirms. "Well...have you ever tried to cough up something in your stomach? I have no control in there."

20:01 Skylar Stellarwing sighs, struggles waning as she realized there was no getting out of this. "How are you... You don't even sound like... You literally just ATE ME WHOLE, and yet you're just..." she trails off, not even sure what to think about how he was taking the situation. He seemed to not be taking her fate particularly seriously, something that frustrated her to no end. Acids would start to break down her meal as well as the Phoenix herself, slowly plucking her plumage off and having it mix in with the sludge that coated her. The amount started to rise, the Phoenix soon bathing in the disgusting substance. The smell grew even more awkward, and the heat would continue to take the Phoenix's energy right out of her. Her feet and hands gradually started to grow numb, the bird soon realizing that they were melting away. "W-well maybe next time you j-just don't EAT your customers!"

20:15 Gyro Feather laughs nervously at that last comment and then follows that up with a couple sips of her sweet sugary cola. "Ya...about that...I took far too long helping you get clean there...I think that I probably wont have a job to come back to anyways...unless I can come up with some seriously good story..." he says with some despondency in his voice. "I wish you hadnt knocked into that tub...then I could have avoided all this mess..." the gryphon says. "Still...maybe I can find a new job in the time it takes for me to burn the rest of you away," he continues. The gryphon swishes his tail back and forth and gently prods at his stomach as it works to strip the poor avian of her flesh, now that what remains of her feathers is instead floating around the chamber instead of attached to her body.

20:21 Skylar Stellarwing squints her eyes as the Gryphon talks about his troubles. "Wh-what? I don't care how easy or hard you getting another job is going to be! I just care about the fact that I'm gonna be gone for good in a little bit!" she pouts, giving off one last struggle before being restrained back to her tight, balled-up position. The bird was almost completely bald, most of her feathers and hair having been melted off by this point. Her consciousness started to grow more dizzy and faded, the Phoenix unsure of how long she really had. Her body had grown mostly numb, digestive enzymes seeping in to every open orface, melting down the tissue that coated the bird. Slowly but surely, her form is simplified and broken down into mush, leaving little more than her upper torso and her head at this point. It was blatantly clear to her she wasn't getting out of this now. If she had only ordered Pizza like she had initially thought...

20:32 Gyro Feather grunts as he feels the avian begining to fight in his belly once more and then pats her, feeling what is most likely her final struggle. "Well, I'm sorry about your situation...but maybe if you had more compassion for other birds you wouldnt be in this mess," he says back unironically. "I'm probably going to be unemployed for a while..." The gryphon lets out another burp, contracting his stomach the rest of the way and forcing her head to submerge in the ilk that surrounded her, mostly made up of what used to be herself. The gryphon yawns and stretches out for a moment before curling around his belly. 'Maybe...I just need a little bit of a cat nap..." he says, his voice groing indistinct as he begins to pass out.

20:41 Skylar Stellarwing feels somewhat pitiful of herself as the Gryphon speaks of her lack of empathy-- A surprisingly degrading statement that made her feel like all she truly was in the end-- Food. With a sigh, she realizes nothing is going to change, and resigns herself to her fate. "Yeah well, g-good luck finding a new one" she says, sarcastically, sighing one last time before fading out of consciousness. The rest of the Phoenix's body melted down, sloshing about in the Gryphon's stomach. The thick, nutritious slop would slowly begin to drain into his intestine, gradually being processed into energy and fat. While the Gryphon's job may have ended, the former-Phoenix had certainly scored a rather important one-- Padding out the delivery boy for the winter.

20:59 Gyro Feather sleeps soundly throught the rest of the afternoon, only waking much later into the evening. Looks out the window and upon seeing it dark outside checks his phone. 2:00..."Shit..." he mumbles and gets up to his feet making his way towards the front door. Well...he better get back home. Maybe He can come up with some good excuse...though he really rather doubts it. Walking outside, he closes the front door, locking himself outside though he doesnt know it. Once he reaches his seat and sits down in it, an urgent rumbling in his belly brings the need to the forefront. The gryphon rushes to the front door, and tugs on it, finding it locked and gives a whine. No...it was just open.
After a minute of trying he just cant hold it any more. The first loud wet fart rips from his tail hole, adding its foul scent to the stagnant air and making him wince. It was all about to come out it seems. He at least turns his rump towards the door and closes his eyes. Steadily, relaxing the sphincter, the first long brown log begins to flow forth, breaking halfway down and splattering upon the concrete porch. Thats only the first though. The pile begins to grow, curling up beneath him as all of what he'd been unable to use of the poor bird is released. Each thick turd is has no indication of what had been eaten, left completly smooth, brown, with a healthy sheen. The smell though, a thick sufuric scent leaves no question that it'd been meat though. He grunts and squeezes, clenching his eyes as it slowly leaves him, taking near a full 10 minutes to be done.
The effort brought to light a second need, one that was a fair easier to deal with. The gyrphon turns towards the pile closes his eyes, begining to hack and cough loudly. A thick lump steadily appears in his chest and then makes its way up out into his throat and finaly peaks from his beak. A mass of brown feathers of various intensities and red fur could be seen, before the entire football sized mass plops down into the mess, sinking a couple inches. Broken bones stick from the edges, though the most prominent feature of pellet is the skull with beak still attached that stares up and out of the pile. Its eye sockets were full of feathers and fur while a thick acidic slime adds to teh mess of scents in the air. With that the gryphon trots back to his car and heads home, leaving the mess of a bird on the porch for the world to see, awaiting someone brave enough to finally pick up the filth.

21:01 < Gyro Feather> I hope this was rather enjoyable. I admit, I feel like it wasnt my best work, but still fun.

21:02 < Skylar Stellarwing> I had a lot of fun with it myself, didn't think it was bad in any way-- Definitely enjoyed the different setting. Thanks for the RP!~
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