Not Tooooo Short!

5 February 2017

21:47 < Tissel Mouse> Gyro's a cute little brat, and pellets are <3.

21:48 < Gyro Feather> wow! I'm nto a brat D:

21:48 < Gyro Feather> *not

21:48 < Gyro Feather> I am adorable though!

21:48 < Tissel Mouse> Are too! :D Look how small and bratty you look ♪

21:50 Gyro Feather huffs and crosses his talons, glaring up at the taller mouse. "You're the one who's supposed to be small and a snack."

21:51 Tissel Mouse raspberries, stickin' out her tongue and gettin' mousey saliva all over the little gryff. Ppffffttthhbt! "You wish. But yet here we are, shorty!" She leans down and gives him a noogie. :>

21:57 Gyro Feather closes his eyes and pulls back as he's sprayed with her drool before he's then wrapped up. "H-hey!" He calls out as he feels the force upon his noggin, mussing up his crest. "I work hard on preening that." The bird brings his talons up to push upon her hips, trying to pull away from the mean creature.

22:04 Tissel Mouse eeps and wiggles her tush, those funny talons scraping at her midriff a bit. "Hey! I know I have huge tits, but hands off the merch, ya funny tiny bird dude." She huffs... paying no mind to his mussed headfeathers, but promptly sweeps her hands over her hips, dusting them off. "You shorty pink goofball."

22:09 Gyro Feather snorts and withdraws his talons as her hands move up off of his head. The bird brings a talon up to slowly work to push his feathered crest back into place. "I'm not that small. I've met and eaten plenty of things smaller than me, or antrhos that look a little bigger even," the bird responds with a growl.

22:13 Tissel Mouse smirks toothily... bucktoothily, perhaps. "Oh yeah? Bigger than you? That means, what... anthros about two feet tall?" She gigglesnorts, running her hand over Gyro's goofy little head again. "I'm just kidding~... you sound a lot like me, really. I mean, I've nabbed lions about 7 feet tall... oh, there was that 8 foot tall horse that one time." She belches under her breath, chest bouncin' a bit.

22:18 Gyro Feather growls at her and flicks his tail at the mouse. "Ill have you know I'm about three feet tall, and probably some of the things I've eaten have been about your size. He recoils from the belch that casts the heavy stale air across his beak, giving him a wiff of what goes on deep inside of that mouses belly. The bird makes a face, and pulls his head away once more.

22:21 Tissel Mouse giggles at the huffy little thing and snorts again at his comment. "My size, huh? Sure, whatever you say." She reaches down to tousle his head once more... but decides she's ruined his feathers enough for now. "I'm sure things 'My size' didn't have chests quite so wide, though." She wipes her lips with her wrist... she brushed her teeth this morning, but the scent of the thoroughly digested cat she had for lunch would likely assail Gyro regardless!

22:27 Gyro Feather snorts at the comment and then reaches a claw up again to shove upon her, while his tail curls behind her legs, trying to trip her up. He had smelled cat on the other's lips, leting him know just how serious this mouse was, but he pushes that out of his mind. "Well if you're quite so confident that I cant manage to do it, how about you just hold still and allow me to try. After all, what could a cute little bird such as me do to you?"

22:29 Tissel Mouse snrks again, clearly finding this little critter to be quite humorous indeed. "Yeah? Somehow I don't think I'll be doing that. I don't want all that bird drool to ruin my jeans." She reaches a leg up to boop the stupid gryphon on the top of his head, but finds herself stumbling backward instead. "Gruh! Just because, hff, I messed your hair doesn't mean you c-HRK." Her voice is cut short by that damned tail, sending her smashing to the floor... chest giving quite the bounce and wobble. "Owwww. Fucker."

22:35 Gyro Feather grins as he watches the mouse crash down towards teh ground. Sucess, he thinks to himself and then moves up onto her body. The gryphon's furred belly drags against her own as he puts his weight down on her, chuckling. "Well, regardless of what you say, I suppose this cat is on top of a mouse now, and you know what we like to do with mice~" he teases, drawing his tongue down over her face, forgetting just how dangerous she could be as well.

22:38 Tissel Mouse is stunned for a few seconds, the force knocking out the feeling in her back and rendering her limbs immobile for just long enough that the weird gryphon can get atop her. "KOFF... urrgghhh..." She mutters, producing a sputter as Gyro slathers his tongue across her face. He even gets two or three licks in before she's able to move again. "Ugh! UGHH!" She coughs. "Y-you're hardly a cat, you're a bird thing, stupid! Aaauuughh, get off me! You're so gross!" She twitches her bare toes, giving him a kick once the feeling returns to her legs!

22:45 Gyro Feather smacks his beak at her taste, while hot strands of drool are left across her muzzle. His talons hold her arms out spread eagle as she begins to struggle once more. "I'm both cat and bird," he states, "And both eat mice." The bird isnt about to let her go on his own now, though the kick to his hinds is enough to bring a squawk from the bird and cause him to freeze up in a bit of pain, leaving just a little bit of opportunity for Tissel to take advantage of him.

22:48 Tissel Mouse finds it hard to retaliate, as much as she'd like to... it's a number of things! Between the blow to her back, the weight of her own chest, and the DISGUSTING drool that rude-ass gryph has planted on her pretty little face, getting up is... well, she gives it a good effort, but plomphs back to the ground. "Owww. Ugh! I'm gonna beat the shit out of you, you bird. Also, shut up! You...-" She swings a punch at Gyro, but he has her arms grasped, so she doesn't get too far.

22:54 Gyro Feather holds her her arm down to the ground, preventing the swing from getting more than an inch off teh ground and then gives a snort at her claims. "Really now? Because you look caught beneath me, and while You dont think so, I'm going to send you down to my belly and then gurgle you away till you're nothing more than that pellet you adored so much at the begining," he coos, before leaning close, letting his hot sticky breath waft down over her face, carrying with it the stale scent of fish. His beak opens wide, displaying the pink drooling flesh that lead into a dark tunnel beyond. If Tissel failed to turn the tables she'd soon be bird chow~"

22:54 < Gyro Feather> [sub]and turn about is fair play, up to you how you'd like this to go~[/sub]

23:02 Tissel Mouse would pale if she could... but she's already basically white! "W-what!?" She barks out, feeling returning to her limbs... she tries to push and swing, but she's damned caught by those talons. "I did not- I do not- UGH!" She sputters, that fishy mouth closing in on her, absolutely disgusting! She hates fish... and she's definitely not going to DIE in the guts of some bird brat! She reels back what weight she can in her position and tries to deliver a good, solid kick to Gyro's midsection!

23:02 < System> [user]Tissel Mouse[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]14[/b]

23:04 < System> [user]Gyro Feather[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]17[/b]

23:06 < Tissel Mouse> ... Oh dear...

23:09 < Gyro Feather> Well, I'll let you try again if you want, but if I win a second time, I temp you for a week~

23:10 < Tissel Mouse> Rrggh. Well, with my honor on the line...

23:10 < System> [user]Tissel Mouse[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]14[/b]

23:10 < System> [user]Gyro Feather[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]1[/b]

23:10 < Gyro Feather> :V welp

23:10 Tissel Mouse smirks. Same deal for you, then~?

23:12 < Gyro Feather> oh dear...hmmm

23:12 < System> [user]Gyro Feather[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]5[/b]

23:12 < Gyro Feather> >.<

23:12 < Tissel Mouse> Hee hee, I think you're screwed~

23:12 < System> [user]Tissel Mouse[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]2[/b]

23:12 < Gyro Feather> :P

23:13 < Tissel Mouse> Shit! You must have cheated, bird thing...

23:13 < Gyro Feather> look slike I win~ tasty little mouse!

23:17 Gyro Feather shifts forward as she kicks, yeilding a glancing blow against his side as the paw slides against his inner thigh. The bird's beak darts forward to take her muzzle into his maw, enveloping it in the ripe scent of his breath as the foul drool coats her body. The warm flesh squishes around her face with a squelch as he slides her muzzle to the back of his throat while his tongue wiggles down beneath her. The sharp points of his beak poke against her neck while he enjoys the flavors that wash over his tongue.

23:19 Tissel Mouse puts all her weight into her kick... and is about to rear up for a second when her vision goes black and her scent goes... very disgusted. "Nnnooooo!" She squeals into the gryph's throat, beginning to lose her composure. Maybe he'd choke on her tits? But even so... she wriggles in the grasp of talons, pleading into his foul throat. "O-okaymmf, fine! Yrrmpph not a brat! Let mmph go! Plls, mmf, mmggmmf don't want to diemmphh!" She squeals, trying to twist and gagging as her face is mashed into his throat flesh.

23:22 < Gyro Feather> (By the way tissel, I meant to ask, are you someone I know?)

23:23 < Gyro Feather> (like an alt?)

23:23 < Tissel Mouse> (I don't think so)

23:23 < Gyro Feather> (alright ^^ just curious since it was a bit out of the blue n all since I wasnt set to looking :P)

23:23 < Tissel Mouse> ♪

23:26 Gyro Feather pushes his beak forward and issues the first of what would certainly be many loud gulps. The sound echoes in teh sensitive ears of teh mouse as they fold up into his beak. His gullet reaches forward and grasps upon her white face, dragging her down into the warm squishy muscles of his neck. The gullet bulges with her initial form as the darkness is rendered abosolute beyond the curve of his beak. The tip of his mouth reaches down around her neck now, while hot drool drips down onto her neck and bust.

23:46 < Gyro Feather> (I'm probably going to have to sleep soon, we can continue tomorrow though rpobably ^^

23:53 < Tissel Mouse> (Crap, one sec, though if you have to go I'll be around tomorrow as well ^^ ))

23:53 < Gyro Feather> (Ye my bed time that I set for myself is uhh midnight and thats in 7 min

23:53 < Tissel Mouse> (That's fine. Book mark or friend me~)

23:54 < Gyro Feather> (Will do