Not That Kind of Model

5 February 2017

20:45 < Gyro Feather> Perhaps gyro has Southern Belle over for a private modeling session in hope that things get a little sexy, and perhaps go not the way he hopes!

20:45 < Gyro Feather> so then, being the noms, I suppose its my job to start us off

20:45 < southern_belle> if you want to yeah

20:49 < Gyro Feather> its only fair ^^

20:53 Gyro Feather watches the mare walk up and down the living room while he rests on his couch, taking clear notice of her rump as it sways before him clad in skimpy clothing. The gryphon hadnt quite mentioned before hand what Southern Belle would be modeling for him, but for the moment things seemed to be going well enough. A claw reached down to cover his crotch as he feels it twitchign before him from this glorious display. "Oh those outfits are rather gorgeous on you~" he coos, swishing his tail back and forth while he tries to form in his mind the best way to get her to come to his bedroom after the show.

20:59 southern_belle continues to pace back and forth, trying on multiple different outfits, some of which were more revealing then others. "why did you want me to come model these for you?" she ask questionably, looking over at the gryphon, catching him glimpsing at her rump but deciding to let it go for the time being, her mind more so wanting to see what would result from this impromtu modeling session

21:09 Gyro Feather waves at talon off in the air. "Oh you know, just trying to decide if I want to invest in the company who makes these clothes. I had to see them on such a lovely lady as yourself. They're very striking. " The gryphon cant wait for her to reach the next and last outfit, which is just merely a sexy thong. "And of course, if you're willing, perhaps we can have dinner and then discuss upstairs in my room way sof advancing your career~"

21:14 southern_belle grins slyly, walking to a secluded area to change into the next outfit, gasping as she realizes what it was. "wh-what company is it? and why is the last outfit a thong?" she asks, slipping it on with a blush before walking back out for him to see. "ho-how does it look?" she askes, shaking her flank a bit while hiking her tail up high, showing up the barely covered nether region

21:18 Gyro Feather giggles as she walks into the room and gives a little shrug of his shoulders at her question. "I'm not supposed to tell I'm afraid."As she lifts her tail the gryphon licks his beak and gives a trill of approval. "Yes, very good, very good. Its tight on you though, why dont you come get a little closer to me so that I can see better~"

21:21 southern_belle lowers my tail before turning around and facing the gryphon. "sure, but what about some dinner? i'm afraid to say i skipped lunch today in order to stay this thin" she says, while walking toward him

21:26 Gyro Feather nods his head at her question and says, "Sure, we can get dinner after this. I have something cooking up in the oven right now~" He coos and then gestures with his talons for her to turn around and put her rump in his face. "It might be lovely if you wore that the entire time though~ Until we can discuss advancing your careeer~" The insinuation is clear in his voice now. "Of course, if you wanted to do that before dinner, we could as well."

21:38 southern_belle grins and blushes, turning around "can you tell me how it looks back there? i can't really see it back there" she asks, taking a deep breath and smelling something cooking "and say, what you got cooking? it smells pretty good" she says, looking back over herself, starting to like the thong on her "and i might keep this on, but lets discuss my carrerr after we eat"

21:41 Gyro Feather leans his beak in close and takes a deep breath of her rather feminine scent that exuded from between her hinds. The gryphon's warm breath flows over her cheeks as he 'examines' it by taking a talon up and tracing it down the inside strap. "Oh I think it looks rather magnificent on you indeed~" The gryphon then pulls back and glances towards the kitchen. "Oh you know, just a thick cheesey lasagna that I felt like making, its a family recipe~ I think we're done here for now, would you like to try?"

21:48 southern_belle blushes, feeling him breath in her scent before moving a talon up and down the strap "th-thank you, but yes. lets ge-get some food"

21:48 < southern_belle> ((sorry it was a short one, didn't know what else to say

21:52 Gyro Feather giggles at her blushing and then hops up off the couch to lead her over towards the kitchen. His tail drags up her rump and across her flank as he walks on by before making his way into the tiled room. In a few short seconds a hot steaming lasagna stuffed full of cheese is pulled from the oven and set upon the table, which seemed to be already set with two plates. Had teh gryphon been planning this? He pulls out her cushion before taking a seat on his. "Well, bon apetite~"

21:59 southern_belle looks at the lasagna, taking a deep breath of it while sitting down. "hhhmm, it does smell really good, and it's so cheesy too~" she says, sitting down in a chair "anyways, bon apetite~" she says, digging into it

22:04 Gyro Feather had made a 4 cheese lasagna with not a drop of ground beef in sight, just to make sure that Southern Belle wouldnt object to his choice of food. He takes his first bite and savors it, before following it with another and another. "So, does it taste as good as it smells?~" He asks, making light conversation while they eat.

22:07 southern_belle murrs, chewing a slice, tasting all the cheese and flavor from it, salvating heavily before swallowing it, quickly talking another bite of it "it tastes sssoo good!~" she says, starting to eat it more rapidly, letting her hunger start to get the best of her

22:10 Gyro Feather makes idle conversation with the mare as they continue to eat. While the dish would normally last him a couple of days afterwards, it seemed that somehow between the talking and the pair of them, they managed to consume more than either of their fair share of the food. He looks at the empty dish with a smile and says, "Well, I suppose that was a hit, wasnt it. Shall we wander upstairs?"~

22:13 southern_belle swallows down the last bite, looking up at him "hehe, yes it was a hit. i wish there was more" she says, licking her lips clean "and why do we need to go upstairs? can't we talk about my career here?" she says rubbing over her full belly, not really wanting to get up yet

22:21 Gyro Feather laughs and shakes his head. "If you ate any more, you'd certainly ruin your figure. As it is, you're probably going to do so already," he teases, wagging a digit at her. "As far as that matter...well...because its much better to do it somehwere where we can be comfortable. I've got a bed up there..and well down here I suppose I have a table? We can alleviate each other's tension up there~"

22:26 southern_belle sighs, scooting back the chair "ok.. sure. guess it'd be comfier then these chairs" she says, standing next to him. "you lead the way" she says, her stomach growling as it starts to digest the food within, starting to slosh as she begins to walk

22:31 Gyro Feather nods his head and makes his way upstairs, leading the mare over to his bedroom on the first door to the left. A hadful of dildos, bondage gear and other sex toys sat on display in the room while the gryphon takes a seat on his bed, becconing her towards him. "Come on, loosen up and enjoy yourself~"

22:39 southern_belle gasps, looking into the room "wh-what the HELL are you planning on doing? what's with all this? is THAT why you wanted me to model for you?!?" she yelled at him, turning to look at him "you know i have a boyfriend right?!"

22:46 Gyro Feather blulshes as she suddenly goes off on him and then gestures his tail towards her one more, trying to beckon her closer. "Well...I mean I thought you seemed like the mare who might want a little cash on the side. If you dont think I'm handsome enough, well, I've got a little more cash on the side I could rather give you. Maybe that would make it up?" He says, cooing gently, remaining calm in the face of her rage.

22:50 southern_belle continues to go off on him "REALLY?!? I look like i needed cash? who do you think i am?!" she says, smacking his tail away from her "you know what, buck this, i don't need to be a model, especially not for you!" she says, practically spitting it into his face as her stomach growls once more

22:57 Gyro Feather huffs as she smacks his tail away and narrows his eyes at her. "Oh is that how you feel then? And here I'd heard from some of your other clients that you were quite talented in the sack too. I'm so sad I'll have to leave a terrible review of your performance in the newspaper then. Please take care," he responds, looking incredibly unhappy at her declaration. "Your boyfriend know's you're a slut anyways."

22:59 southern_belle huffs as she finally snaps, pushing him onto the floor "don't you EVER talk about my boyfriend like that!" she says, walking around so she was facing him, leaning down "and you know what, you can't leave a bad review when there isn't a gryphon left to leave that review~"

23:01 Gyro Feather squawks as he's rather rudely shoved right off of the bed and down onto the floor, landing down beneath her body. The gryphon grunts and glares up at Southern Belle, trying to roll to his feet. "What do you mean? I havnt done anything to you other than invite you for some fun. If you dont want it, fine, just go."

23:04 southern_belle licks her lips, leaning down even more "you insulted my boyfriend, wanted to have sex with me, had me wear skimpy clothing, and called me a slut! you have done a lot to me!" she snaps at him while looking at him with a fire in her eye "and you know what, i'm pretty hungry still and you look pretty tasty~"

23:19 Gyro Feather shrinks back as the mare leans down closer to her. He can smell the stale scent of lasagna on her breath while the slightly red stained drool flies out down onto his body as she shouts. The bird shivers down beneath her and tries to slide back away from her. "Well...I can fix you something you know, it will be pretty nice, just like the lasagna," he begs. He feels himself bumping against his bondage gear now.

23:22 southern_belle grins, looking up and spotting the gags, ropes and all the assorted bondage stuff "hehe, thanks but no thanks~" she says, grabbing one of the gags and stuffing it into his beak, tightening the strap on it so it would come out "hehe, there we go. now for the rest of you~" she grabs some of the rope and begins to tie it around his wings before moving to his legs, tying them together so he wasn't able to flee "ahh, much better. now you look like a really good piece of desert~"

23:29 Gyro Feather shudders as the thick ball is pushed into his beak, and offers only a couple muffled noises of protest, squirming and pushing against her body, and yet it seemed she and her earth pony strength were more than a match for him. THe strap clicks tightly against him, while the silken ropes are then used to tie him up. He fights against her knots but it seems that she's good at this, and they hold true, keeping him from doing more than inching along the ground. The words from her lips make him shudder as the noies grow more desperate.

23:29 < Gyro Feather> (At least the core of the dessert~

23:31 southern_belle snickers, hearing him muffle out a few words of protest while fighting to get free "ahh, what's wrong? forgot a earth pony is good at this stuff? that's too bad~" she coos, steping back to enjoy her handy work. "hehe, so... which way should i go with you? tail or head first?~"

23:35 Gyro Feather folds his crest down and whimpers pitifully at her, scooting away. His tail reaches up to try and pull at his bindings, hoping to tug them free, but it doesnt look like that's going to happen at all. The bird doesnt want to go down at all. Why cant she just go down and get some icecream with chocolate sauce or some pie filling or something? He thinks, anything would be better than this.

23:39 southern_belle giggles watching him scoot back and try to undo his bindings. "haha, that's cute, trying to get free~" she says walking over to him and lifting his head to look her in the eyes " tell you what, i'll let my stomach undo those bindings for you... as soon as it digests them off of you!" she says, opening her maw wide and stuffing him into it, licking over his head and beak, murring at his taste

23:44 Gyro Feather gives a joint kick with with his hind legs as she nears him, but that joint kick is awkward and just grazes off of her form. The gryphon's eyes go wide in fear as he's given a rather personal view of the inside of her maw, looking in at the quivering flesh and the thick drool that dripped from teh ceiling of her mouth. Soon enough he feels the soft skin squeezing around him, forcing the dirty drool and stale breath into his feathers while the slightly fruity flavor of the bird's feathers slides off on her tongue, delightful, but perhaps a little simple. It could certainly be improved.

23:51 southern_belle murrs, licking over him before swallowing, pulling his head into her throat, beginning his journey to join the food digesting in her belly. Belle continues to take it slow, wanting to savor his unique flavor, but all the while the tastes of his feathers is a off put for her, causing her to swallow quick and slow, alternating as she ingests his body, her mouth dripping with drool as the stench of digestion floats up the throat and into his face

23:53 < Gyro Feather> (I hate to do this to ya, but its midnight and I got work in the morning

23:54 < southern_belle> (lol. i was just thinking the same of calling it off for the night

20:47 Gyro Feather feels that first swallow with the throat reaching forward and grabbing upon his beak, drawing his maw complete with ball gag through that first bend. The awful sensation of her drool dances over his tongue while the bird squirms down below her, trying to pull free from her grasp. The bird makes whining noises while his tail lashes about behind him. Each swallow is near deafening to his ears, drowning out the steady thump of her heart for a moment while the glove like muscles draw him in and reveal his bulge on the outside.

20:53 southern_belle continues to slowly, rhythmically swallowing him down, constantly licking over his body lathering him up for his short trip to her stomach, of which growls as it awaits it's next meal to enter it's slightly filled confines, still working over the dinner she had a moment earlier. Belle soon looks down at his body, watching the tail lash out but striking nothing as she begins to rub the bulge in her throat, feeling it slide further and further down toward the belly

20:58 Gyro Feather finds the tongue matting down his feathers, causing them to cling tightly to his body and leaving them dripping with thick saliva that runs down to his belly. He could smell the scent of lasagna on her breath, mixed with the acidic scent of bile that grows closer and closer the deeper he climbs. The bindings around his forelegs slide in, running roughly over the mare's tongue as he's drawn deeper. Son enough his beak presses against a tight hole in front of him, that surely will open soon enough to admit his fighting form.

21:11 southern_belle stops swallowing for a moment, feeling his decent stop naturally as her stomach starts to bulge a slight bit. She murrs rubbing over the entire bulge, taking in the delectable taste before, with a grin, she swallows hard, pushing his head against the ring of muscle hard, forcing it to open as his beak is pushed through the center, it expanding around his head. inside the acids continue to slosh around as it digest the lasagna, more acids seeping in as he starts to ooze his way in, her tongue lapping against his stomach, reaching ever further toward his hind legs

21:19 Gyro Feather gets a moment of hope when he feels her stop. Perhaps he was too big for her afterall. It does seem that Southern Belle was massaging him in an effort to get him down the throat. The bird goes still and rigid, hoping that he'd be more difficult to take like this, when another loud gulp draws him in. He's right in the center of the mare now, with her thumping heartbeat ringing in his ears while the gurgling churn of the stomach surounds him. From the moment he enters he's pretty much pushed down into the cheesy sludge which clings to his feathers and slides over his beak. The foul rancid stench of curdling cheese assaults his nares while some of the stinging liquid gets into his open beak, painting its tainted flavor onto his tongue. NOw she's past his feathers, save for his wings, getting to the soft belly fur of the gryphon.

21:31 southern_belle moans a little, feeling him start to bloat her stomach out as she swallows more of him down, pushing him further into the cheesy mess within her gut, the walls pushing the cheese and acids into his beak, it almost too excited for him to be inside it as her heartbeat increases, the fact of her swallowing the gryphon exciting her in a couple ways, her tongue dancing along his soft belly, wiggling with each gulp

21:41 Gyro Feather is forced to hold his breath down beneath the foul mix of sauce cheese and noodles which press forcefully into his body by the churning motions of the stomach. THe slimy goopy mess works its way up underneath his feathers, giving him a very unheathy coating of food while the lasagna slipping in past the ball gag, forces the bird to take gulp after unfortunate gulp of pre-eaten chyme. He squirms once more, pushign his arms out and making a pitiful bulge in the pony's neck, while his sheath begins to near her mouth, though this treatment has killed his desire for a blow.

21:49 southern_belle continues to gulp the gryphon down, starting to pick up the pace as her stomach starts to demand more, bloating out as he sinks into it, the churning pushing mushy, cheesy chyme into his beak and down his throat while lathering him in it as well, the swallowing pushing his beak against the bottom of the stomach, starting to force him to curl up inside as she gulps hard, dragging him into her maw up to his crotch, his sheath resting inside as she grins, licking over it in a hope to get some sort of reaction out of it

21:56 < Gyro Feather> [url=http://candyhor.se/files/GyroTech/y4M6TD.png](my concept of how the comic ought to go together)[/url]

21:59 Gyro Feather feels himself starting to curl up around the stomach as his head hits the bottom of the flesh. He finally breaks the surface with his nares, though much of his head is still submerged as Southern hasnt swallowed much air with him yet. The foul scent churns his stomach, making the gryphon feel like he might end up adding his dinner to the sack sooner rather than later. As his hips enter and subsequently recieve the attention of her tongue, he whines muffledly through the flesh while his shaft begins to extent from his sheath, despite the frightening situation. He didnt want it now, and yet his bod was betraying him, sliding forth into the warm mouth.

22:08 southern_belle giggles a little, feeling him wiggle and squirm as his shaft starts to extend inside her maw, Belle eagerly rubbing her tongue over it as it extended, wrapping the tip around it and starting to rub it off while swallowing slowly, rubbing it against the rest of his tongue and mouth as the stomach continues to knead into his body, the air becoming even more stale with each passing minute

22:17 Gyro Feather groans as he feels his own shaft pushing free of his sheath, swelling to the point hwere his knot pushed out against her tongue while his tip forced down her throat. Each motion brings a panting gasp from his beak while he tries to force the sensation away. Yet, as the air becomes stale he finds himself getting ever so light headed, heightening the pleasures of her mouth. Steadily the pressure builds up inside of him while his breath quickens, the gryphon finding himself soon right on the edge.

22:24 southern_belle begins to pant as she grinds her own marehood across the floor, starting to get aroused herself as she continues to lick over the shaft, feeling it start to slip into her throat, her swallows starting to rub it as well, helping coax a orgasm out of the Gryphon as Belle's stomach starts to squeeze down hard, really starting to compact him inside, managing to force more chyme into his beak and down his throat

22:24 < southern_belle> (digestion and disposal? or just digestion?)

22:25 < Gyro Feather> (Oh cmon, you know me, do you even have to ask? :P D&D is <3)

22:25 < southern_belle> (ayyy <3)

22:26 < Gyro Feather> (I'm trying to figure out, do you want him to expire before he's all the way inside and you get to tease?

22:27 < southern_belle> (would like him to stay kicking long enough till he gets off)

22:27 < Gyro Feather> (But only just? no live time in the stomach wher eyou can tease the bird mecilously?)

22:28 < southern_belle> (lol yeah that's fine. didn't know what you meant by tease)

22:28 < Gyro Feather> (Ah right, you just seemed like you were trying to force him along, just making sure ^^)

22:31 Gyro Feather takes another gulp of the foul mush that's pushed up his beak, causing the gryphon to cough out. Somehow the swallowing of him managed to keep juest enough trickle of air in there to keep him breathing, but only just. The gryphon doesnt last much longer though, as his shaft makes that curve. Hot sticky salty spunk launches from his tip, peppering his belly and causing the bird to moan out in pleasure around his ball gag, despite the unfortunate prison. Only his tail and hinds remain sticking from her maw now as the bird continues his descent.

22:35 southern_belle moans loudly around his body, feeling his shaft twitch before she tastes a salty liquid mix in with his body, letting it pool in her mouth until it stops twitching and spurting out, idly licking over the now softening shaft before she swallows once more, sending his spunk down to join him in the stomach as she starts to lick over his hind legs, pulling them slowly but surely into her maw, her stomach now bulging out largely as he continues to curl inside

22:38 Gyro Feather 's shaft oddly doesnt soften that much, instead his knot is thick and swolen, trying to remain tied with her throat, though its far to wide to actually catch. He can feel his hind legs retreating into the mouth now, despite his kicking, while his body bends over on itself. He's lucky he's managed to stay above the stew for as long as he has as his tied up form certainly would be no help in moving him around now. Much of his body tingles and burns as the acids work up underneath his feathers and fur, causing them to loosen and join the mush that encases his body. With only his paws and pretty feathered tail ouside, he doesnt have long with the outside world.

22:44 southern_belle gulps hard, pulling the rest of his legs and paw into her mouth, closing it behind them as his tail sticks out like a feathery noodle, Belle licking over the bottom of his paws for no real reason other then to lather them up for their decent into her belly, it groaning as it continues to expand around him, though it slowly starts to fit to his form, his body creating a distinct shape in her gut, desending down between her hind legs as she lays on the floor and rolls onto her side

22:49 Gyro Feather feels his paws licked over as he kicks back against the tongue in one final act of defiance, before that same slippery muscle shoves him down the throat. The decorative tail disapears soon after, sealing him away in darkness as the rest of him moves down the throat. Soon enough, the bird emptys out into her muscular stomach, spreading out the chamber even more with his body, despite being curled as much as physically possible. He whines out pitifully around his ball gag, trying to make his displeasure known to her, while the tingling fluids envelop his body.

22:57 southern_belle murrs, swallowing the last of him down with a final gulp, feeling him start to empty into her throat and finally, her very happy stomach as she pats it, feeling it grow even more as he gets compacted into it "ahhh, much better. Can't write anything bad when in there now can we?" she says, giving it a slap as a form to taunt him, letting out a crude belch that expels most of his air

22:59 Gyro Feather can feel himself already begining to shed feathers from his head and body, replacing the tingling in those areas with a dull burning pain. Her voice booms around him as he struggles for his freedom, pushign out and making strange lumps upon her form, when even louder belch sends him plunging beneath the surface of the meal he'd cooked for her. He struggles to find the surface, but by the looks of it it wasnt going to come as his lungs burn for air.

23:07 southern_belle giggles, watching him push out before he starts to struggle even harder"aww, running out of air in there? here let me help you~" she says, swallowing a bit more, causing her stomach to expand once more as his head comes back up out of the acids "don't want you passing on me yet. i want you to feel yourself dissolving away!~"

23:12 Gyro Feather finds a fresh batch of tainted air flooding down into the chamber, a blessing and a curse as he finds new life in him once more. He sputters out his beakful of foul ooze which has damaged his tongue to the point of being unable to taste now, instead drinking in the air that rushed in. The pain grows worse as he struggles to get out of there, though it seemed the indigestible silk rope continued to hold, and likely would until he was too thin to stay inside of them. His tailhole and throbbing knot exspecially burn, as exposed and sensitive they are.

23:19 southern_belle pats her belly, feeling him start to wiggle again. "ahh, there we go. Squirm for your capture sweetie and don't stop till you're gone~" she says, licking her lips tasting the remains of him on her lips, wishing she'd be able to taste him again. "just know, you will be alive for a while. my acids like to take their time with meals~ so you'll be in there and squirming for a while, unless you want me to remove your air~"

23:26 Gyro Feather pushes out against the pats as they press against his body, bringing a groan to him while the acids steadily eat away at his form. His fur and feathers steaidly fall from his body as he struggles for his freedom, wanting so desperately for her to spit him up. The pain in his shaft had at least disappeared by this point as the nerves feeding the surface had been eaten away. The bird calls out beyond his gag, and chokes as each squeeze of her stomach forces a little more goop down his throat.

23:30 southern_belle rolls onto her belly, squishing him beneath her bulk, the acids eating away at the gag, causing it to pop out of his beak, but before he could speak she let out another loud belch, the gag flying out of her maw along with some feathers, the escaping air causing the stomach to shrink once more, pushing more acidic sludge down his own throat, starting to digest him from the inside out as the acids continue to eat away at his feathers and fleash

23:34 < Gyro Feather> (xP no gag in the disposal, aww well)

23:34 < southern_belle> (aww, sorry.)

23:35 < Gyro Feather> (Belching up the gag is sort of hot too, its fine :P)

23:37 Gyro Feather finally feels the gag slip off of his beak, but before he can let out a scream, the air rushes on out of the chamber. The fluids close up over him and even as he shuts his beak, he gets one hopefully final taste of the fluids that worked on melting his body. The gryphon's body is rendered completely bare now as sores begin to open up on his flesh. He struggles frantically, though the gryphon is loosing control of his extremities as the flesh melts away now. His noises come out as burbles as he begs for freedom.

23:39 < Gyro Feather> (I gotta go soon, so you probably ought to let him go)

23:39 < southern_belle> (hm?

23:40 < southern_belle> (can always pick up tomorrow. i'd rather digest him fully and dispose of him properly)

23:40 < Gyro Feather> (Alright lets continue, mabe I'll just take a short shower tonight xP)

23:41 < southern_belle> (lol. okie dokie. i'm actually gonna be heading off myself anyways.

23:41 < Gyro Feather> (Oh alright xP)

23:41 < southern_belle> (oh hold on, got confused. my bad. i won't be off for a little while longer

23:44 southern_belle watches the gag fly out of her maw along with a few feathers, them fluttering in the air in front of her as her stomach gurgles and groans, squeezing in on his bare form, the acids working their way into his flesh via sores, Belle moaning and panting as she feels and watches him struggle inside her gut "aww, poor thing wants out of the slut? well that's too bad~ only way out is through my back door~" she taunts him, belching once more, expelling more air as he submurges in her acids even further

23:52 Gyro Feather feels the stomach contract as the sack lets out yet another blast of air, this one being all the air from his lungs that he'd yelled out. He's left tumbling in the muck while the wounds open further, and then get instantly cauterized by the acid. His wings push out against hte plush surface, but he's losing steam once more as his lungs beg for air. She cant do this to him! He paid her way, and made her dinner, he doesnt deserve this, his mind rationalized, and yet here he was burbling away.

23:55 southern_belle moans, feeling his squirms start to die down as her body expels the last of the air from the stomach, rubbing over it as she feels him also start to soften up "sorry honey, think you're pretty broken up in there so i might as well put you down. it was nice knowing you" she says, pushing down on his body, pushing him into the acids as the walls squeeze down on him hard, pinning him beneath it

23:58 Gyro Feather fights as hard as he can against the hooves as they hold him down below the surface of the juice. The gryphon frantically tries to find air as his body compels him, despite the lack of any to be found. Finally the bird's struggles slow and then go still save for some twitching as he takes in a lungful of acid. That adds to the steady digestion of his form as it eats away at his flesh from teh inside.

00:01 southern_belle pants, rubbing over the bulge, feeling it finally stop moving. "ahhh, there we go. bird no more, now pony stew. would like to see that review you were gonna write though~" she says, her stomach growling and burbling as it continues to eat away at his body, tearing apart the flesh as the acids continue to eat away at him from the inside out "i can't wait to feel you come out, just hope your feathers don't cause to much issue" she says, starting to drift to sleep

00:01 < southern_belle> ( as for disposal. how should that be done? as in where?)

00:02 < Gyro Feather> (Probably on the clothes she modeled.)

00:02 < southern_belle> (ah ok. you want too add a response of some sort or want me to finish it?

00:02 < Gyro Feather> (Finish ^^)

00:03 < southern_belle> (good. i'm tired and wanted this to be over tonight. lol)

00:03 < Gyro Feather> (Ye, we were so close :P)

00:10 southern_belle stomach continues to eagerly digest the former gryphon, turning his body into nothing but a soup mixed with bones, and some feathers, it all draining into the intestines some time during the night. The intestines slowly absorb what they could, taking minerals, water, even some of the fat he had and putting it to use for Belle, sending the bones, feathers and waste toward her natural exit. a few hours later, Belle stirred awake to a pressure on her ponut, slowly getting to her hooves and realizing her stoomach had shrank considerably though the night "hehe, ready to come out?" she asks to no one in particular, spying the pile of clothes he had her model "hehe, how about you model those clothes for me?" she says, trotting over to them before turning around and raising her tail and grunting, starting to push, the first of the scatty remains sliding out of her ponut, a few feathers sliding out with it, tickling her before it falls onto the clothes below "ahh, that looks cute on you". she says, before grunting once more, pushing out more, bones and some fur sliding out, clinking together as they fall onto the floor as the scat keeps coming, stopping after a while as something large starts to move beneath her fur "oh, hehe, ready to see yourself?" she says, realizing it to be the skull, pushign hard as it starts to spread her anus open, sliding out beak first, the skull crowning slowly as she grunts and pushes hard on it before it finally pops free, ;landing with a splat on the shitty clothing pile below, Belle sighing as she lets her bladder relax, pissing on the pile for a while before it tooo runs dry, her reaching down and grabbing a shirt and wipping her flank, turning around to look at the pile, noticing bones, feathers, and the rope scattered throughout. "hehe, that's what you get you ass hole"

00:10 < southern_belle> (wew, that's it. i'm done pooped. g'night

00:11 < Gyro Feather> (excuse me! You're not pooped. I am! :P)

00:11 < southern_belle> (lol. also, unsolicited RP is weird

00:11 < Gyro Feather> (That was fun though, but ya RPs with me typically end up multisession :P

00:11 < southern_belle> (some total stranger just tried to start one

00:12 < Gyro Feather> (it happens around here usualy though they start with hi and stuff... you should put on your profile something about OOC approach only

00:12 < southern_belle> (i'll have to do that tomorrow. anyways, g'night