An Accidental Toy

15 March 2017

20:21 < Mango Tango> Both of those sound fine to me. So you wanna start now?

20:21 < Gyro Feather> Sure ^^

20:22 < Mango Tango> Oki, gimmie a second then.

20:26 Mango Tango looked down at his hooves as he trotted alongside the gryphon, his cheeks burning a deep red and tail swaying with excited anticipation! After a bit of flirting, the two were on their way to Gyro's home for some fun, Mango's mind racing with all the sorts of stuff they'd get up to, though he was much too shy to bring it up. Eventually, they reached their destination, Mango clearing his throat as he leaned up against the mailbox. "S-So, uh... thanks, for inviting me over. You're pretty cute, you know..?"

20:32 Gyro Feather grinned wide as he looks down at his partner, but he was far less shy than the other. As they walked, the gryphon's tail wanders down against Mango's thigh and sometimes even down beneath the other's tail to give him a playful brush, in public no less. The bird gives a little flourish of his claw towards his house and says, "Well we're here~ And why thank you, I just couldnt turn down someone quite so adorable as you~" He coos, before walking up to the door, turning the lock, and opening it up. The house itself was rather modestly decorated and opened up to a living room. "Come on in."

20:37 Mango Tango lowered his head with a small grin as he stepped into the house, quickly glancing around the living room. Trotting over and testing one of the couches with his hoof, he gave an idle flick of his colorful tail before turning back to Gyro, cheeks still flushed a dark red and white muzzle bearing an adorable grin. "Nice place. So... where should we, erh..." Mango paused to twiddle his hooves, looking expectingly up at the gryphon.

20:44 Gyro Feather shuts the door and watches the stallion with interest as he examines his living room. And then he points up the stairs and makes his way that direction, before pausing at the bottom of them to indicate to follow him with a flick of his tail. " Where should we fuck?" He completes, nonchalantly, "This way, down here is nice, but a bed is much better than a couch." He leads the stallion up the stares and into a room at the end of the hallway. Inside there's a large king sized bed, and well off to teh side stood a number of silicone sculptures. With a smile he turns back towards the stallion and says, "Well why dont you show me what a cute little thing like you has?"

20:54 Mango Tango felt his heart flutter as he stepped up the stairs and into the bedroom, taking a few steps towards the bed before he noticed the collection! Even for Mango, that was quite impressive. "Oh, erh... I thought you were just gonna mount me and go at it. Do you... have any suggestions where to start? This is... quite the collection you've got." Mango gestured over at the toys, leaning up against the bed. (Fffh, I'm sorry my replies are so short and slow D: )

20:54 < Gyro Feather> (You're fine, you're fine, those are about my usual length of replies! And 10 mins between posts isnt unusaul either.)

20:56 < Mango Tango> ((Mph, well thank you for your patience.)

21:02 Gyro Feather blushes a bit as he hears the question and then turns to look at his assortment as well. "Hmmm welll...I think that your backside is going to be a little preoccupied, unless you wanted one to suck on~" The gryphon gives Mango a soft slap upon his rump, before then grasping with the claws and squezing gently upon the toned flesh. "Hmmm still...which one do you think will look the best adorning me?" He asks wigging his own tail at the thought.

21:13 Mango Tango squeaked at that slap, his green cheeks tensing slightly before Gyro started to grope him. His bright, silky tail flicked itself playfully in his face and over his arms, before eventually flicking itself up for him. "Fair point with that... Though, I'm not sure how much more teasing I can take..." Mango half-whimpered needily, his tail draping itself over the back of Gyro's head as he toyed with his flanks. "Though that said, I'm really not sure... Any suggestions?"

21:20 Gyro Feather leans in towards the stallion's rump and nips gently on the other's dock now that he's covered in the tail floof. This close to teh stallion's rump, he could smell the bitter musky scents that lingered there, and then speaks, letting his hot breath wash over the stallion's puckered rump. "Well, make sure to get something with a knot anyways, or else it might not stick inside all to well~" He coos, before punctuating that with a dart of his tongue, to kiss for a moment against the Mango's tailhole.

21:26 Mango Tango twitched his tail from the nip, the stallion quickly relaxing, almost backing up into Gyro's face as he felt that warm breath blow over his musky asshole. "C-Caaan do, just..." Mango trailed off to gasp as he felt that tongue drag over his hole, the stallion rocking his hips back and giving the gryphon a face full of green butt, one of Mango's hind legs twitching in bliss. "After you're done back there, I'll pick something out..." Mango gulped, gently pressing his rump back against Gyro's face. (Actually, this does remind me, I cooouuld pred if you wanted, or have Mango partially vore him. Maybe he gets too into the attention to his butt and presses back too hard, and suddenly he's got a bird buried inside. It's up to you though~)

21:28 < Gyro Feather> (Oh? would you be willing to pred this evening? ~

21:29 < Mango Tango> ((I'd be alright with it! Granted, when I pred, I usually prefer just partial vore, like up to the shoulders or something, but sure! c:

21:32 < Gyro Feather> (Hmmm right ^^; I usually prefer all the way xP Digestion is pretty big on my things. So...if you're not in the mood for that, we might do just some little bti of fun like that before ending up the other way ^^)

21:35 < Mango Tango> ((Alright, that works too~

21:35 Gyro Feather had meant to pull off after a quick touch, but as the other pushes back, he finds his beak surrounded in the hot, bitter scent of the stallion's bowels. He can feel the warm stragey slick slime smearing onto his beak, leaking in through the sides as he tries to pull himself out of the tunnel. The gryphon makes soft gurnting noises that vibrates the flesh around him while he struggles against the grip of the rump.

21:41 Mango Tango gasped as he felt that smooth beak push into him, the stallion's tail giving a blissful flick as Mango let out a low, steady moan! Unfortunately for Gyro, Mango only pushed back harder, that loose flesh easily spreading around Gyro's face before suddenly, his whole head would squeeze in with a wet pop. That bitter smell was even worse now, the humid heat blasting his face as that warm slime was smeared over his head feathers, the stallion's rump loosely clenching around his neck as he was forced to take in that musky odor, the wet walls undulating around his head. He could faintly hear Mango gasping in a mix of pleasure and slight discomfort, the fempony's tongue lolling out in pure bliss at how good it felt all the same. Thankfully for Gyro, Mango wasn't able to accidentally or intentionally force more of him inside, leaving him temporarily stuck up to his shoulders in the equine's rear. (I hope that's not too far :x )

21:45 < Gyro Feather> (Thats fine :P LIke I said, I'd enjoy him ebing taken all the way. :D However...I just finished cooking dinner so we might have to continue this later sadly D:)

21:45 < Mango Tango> (Aww. Alright, that's fine~ I'll be around, gimmie a poke when you'd like to conitnue, 'cause I'm loving this so far <3

21:46 < Gyro Feather> (Good good. It probably wont be tonight, but I find I'm more able to get into the mood to do things I've already started ^^

21:46 < Mango Tango> (No rush! I'll be around~

21:48 Mango Tango kept swirling his hops on Gyro's shoulders, savoring the intense pleasure of having the poor bird's face buried in his ass for a few more moments. Eventually, at the sensation of talons pushing and prying at his green furred rump, Mango somewhat reluctantly leant forward, standing shakily on his hind hoof-tips. The bird's neck slid out with a sticky peeling sound, his feathers slicked back by that slime, before Mango struggled to wedge past his jaw and beak. He eventually managed, the gryphon popping free with a wet, loud pop, his face dripping with that bitter-smelling slime. Even when he was out of the green pone's rump, that musk was nearly all he could smell, even the fresh air failing to do much to alleviate it... (Mostly feeling like prey right now, I apologize. But I would like to pred him eventually.)

21:48 < Mango Tango> (also derp, hips* sorry, i'm still kinda waking up)

21:48 < Gyro Feather> [sub]I gave you the option! I dont mind either way :P[/sub]

21:54 Gyro Feather twists and turns with the rump as it slides against his shoulders, leaking more of tha tbitter slime out onto his body. His chin was just at the perfect position, pressing right up against mango's prostate while he flights to pull away, though his feathers fan out, catching along the insides of his bowels. A couple feel like they're about to break as then bend backwards as hes pulled out. Finally he feels things loosen up and pops out of the rump with a loud shlorp. He sputters and coughs, spitting out some of the residual and taking deep inhales of air that somehow dont seem to make it past the mess before him. His feathers are absolutely ruined while a greenish slime drips down onto the pink, obscuring his feathers. He takes a couple deep breaths before shaking himself, though it all seems to cling to his body regardles. "W-what? I...how'd I go in there?" He asks with some confusion tilting his head. And then a second thought hits him as he glances down at his own half filled shaft and blushes even brighter beneath his feathers. There's no way what he's packing can compare to what Mango can take.

22:01 Mango Tango shuddered with what sounded like a disappointed little whine at giving up his impromptu 'toy', taking a step forward before his tail fell over his flanks once more. He spun around to look at the sitting, confused gryphon, Mango's muzzle scrunching up at the sight of his pink marred with that goopy green. The fempony held a hoof over his muzzle in distaste, taking a step back from him. "Egh... I-I mean, sorry... my bad..." Mango apologized, giving a sheepish little grin at his impressive, apparently accidental feat. Mango clambered up onto the bed, the stallion giving an almost casual sigh as he laid on his back, tilting his head slightly to look over in Gyro's direction. "If... you wanna go take a shower or anything, I can wait..."

22:17 Gyro Feather brings his glance up from his own shaft back up towards the other pony's reaction and furrows his brow while a deep frown appears on the edge of his beak. He did not quite believe the other pony for a second, but couldn't bring himself to bring it up. "What...you saturate my own feathers in this and then you dont quite liket he look or smell?" He asks pointedly, taking a step forward towards Mango, though before the distance closes the other skitters up onto the bed. He can still smell the scent and it doesnt seem to be going away anytime soon as he weighs his options. Then, he clambers up onto the bed as well, sliding a little closer towards mango and seizing his talons on the pony. "I think actually...that I'll just dry myself off, right here," he notes, before he begins to push himself into the other's tail.

22:30 Mango Tango rolled his eyes, batting his hoof with a quiet huff. "C-Come on, give me some slack, it was an accident." The stallion's tail batted against the bed in mild annoyance, the stallion's muzzle scrunching up into a slight grimace as the gryphon followed him onto the bed. But that was nothing compared to when he rubbed his face off on his tail, the stallion giving a loud, furious squeak of protest, his hooves wiggling against those talons. "Ew--! What?! Stop that!" Mango whined in loud protest, his hind hooves gently bracing against the gryphon's shoulders to try and push him away! "I-If you don't let go of my tail, I refuse to use a toy on you!" The vain lil' fempone huffed and puffed, apparently quite concerned with his exterior cleanliness despite the dirtiness he'd just put Gyro through.

22:37 Gyro Feather laughs vindictively to himself as he hears the myriad of noises coming from the earth pony. He's only gotten a little bit of the slime off of him by the time the threats begin, but those compared with the hooves pushing and grabbing upon his body are enough to force him away as he decides its not worth the trouble. "Fine...I'll stop using your tail," he says, before pouncing forward, landing on the stallion's chest now as he begins to force the slime into the other's coat and mane instead. "Why its so strange to see a mud pony afraid to get himself a little dirty. Its only right that I return to you what you gave me right? Be glad I dont make you lick me clean."

22:46 Mango Tango breathed a heavy, relieved sigh as he let go of his tail... Only to go right back to squealing in terror and disgust as he decided to just rub on his white fur and his mane. Mango's forehooves braced hard against the gryphon, pushing with all of his underwhelming strength in an attempt to get the bird off of him -- and when that failed, squirm out from under him. "Just... Stop rubbing yourself on me, Celestia! I'll give you a bath or something, anything, just stoooop..!" Mango whined in pure misery, his ears pinning back as he wriggled and squirmed underneath the gryphon.

22:50 Gyro Feather pulls just his head back and grins down at the now slimed up Mango, wiht her body now looking about as slimy and glistening as his own feathers do right now. "Anything huh? well what if after we're done I want to try and see if I cant do the same to you?~ I've never done it before, so you're probably fine~" He coos, grinning down at him while his heavy musky scent is situated right in Mango's face, smelling exactly like the other's insides. His own eyes itch a bit where he got some of the gunk in them while a couple strands still hang from his own beak.

22:58 Mango Tango shuddered in disgust, his head leaning back in disgust, a grimace across his white muzzle. "Eee-eeewww... J-Just..." Mango huffed, waving his hoof vaguely. He thought Gyro wouldn't really be able to do the same to him, so he didn't see much harm in it... though he still didn't really want to agree to it, Mango lifting a hoof to turn Gyro's slimy, dripping face away from him. "Shower. P-Please?"

22:58 < Mango Tango> (Guh, I'm really sorry, I'm feeling awful... I think I might need to pause again. I'm really, really sorry.)