A Fish Turns the Tables

23 March 2017

18:37 Gyro Feather flutters in and piaowsl

19:43 Aurora Seas yawns. Slow night.

19:50 Gyro Feather glances at Aurora and licks his beak. "Mmmmmm fish!"

19:53 Aurora Seas casts a sideways glance at the gryphon. "Bird isn't unwelcome in my diet, you know."

19:55 Gyro Feather rolls his eyes and steps forward towards Aurora, "And fish pone isnt something I'd be likely to turn down myself. So exotic, so tasty~"

19:57 Aurora Seas pauses a moment, then turns to face the gryphon, not looking terribly impressed. "You'll be lucky if you don't end up fattening my flanks for trying it." She pointed out rather blatantly.

20:01 < Cuntburd> [eicon]gildalurk[/eicon] Iz'a pokeyman!

20:02 < Dr_Alphys> Who's going to try catching it?

20:02 < Cloud Vents> pokeymangs

20:02 < Cuntburd> Gyro, from the looks of things... I don't think he has the badges to control it, though.

20:02 < Cloud Vents> what's a badge?

20:02 < Gyro Feather> What pokemon

20:03 < Aurora Seas> I... Do you think I'm a Pokemon?

20:03 < Tyrant of the Night> I know of a little bug who might be interested in you miss Aurora Seas. Unfortunately he is festering in another's gut at the moment.

20:03 < Punklight Sparkle> Very unfortunate.

20:04 < Aurora Seas> Oh yeah? Who might that be?

20:05 < Tyrant of the Night> [icon]Speculo[/icon] Little Speck is quite a fan of aquatic creatures. Too bad he is claimed by Blue Angel until tomorrow.

20:05 Gyro Feather finds himself facing Aurora and well..looking up at her to be snout to snout with the rather large fishy pony. The bird bird still stands confidently and tries to project that same air. "Well, I'm not afriad of you. Birds beat ponies and fish afterall." He says bluntly beforeraching up to grasp her head in his talons.

20:07 < Cuntburd> Totes the neon pokemon.

20:07 < Aurora Seas> Those are inspired by betta fish. :P

20:13 Aurora Seas rumbles with a low noise resembling a growl. She wasn't the nicest of ponies to begin with, and someone getting right up in her face, trying to grab and eat her? Not a way to get on her good side, that was for sure! "We'll see about that." Aurora hissed before quite suddenly shoving her chest against Gyro's and pouncing! This resulted in a short tumble between the two as she attempted to roll on top and pin him down- though it was as much a matter of luck as it was skill as to who would win!

20:13 < Aurora Seas> (Aaaand the obligatory roll)

20:13 < System> [user]Aurora Seas[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]6[/b]

20:13 < Aurora Seas> Oof.

20:16 < System> [user]Gyro Feather[/user] rolls 1d20: [b]2[/b]

20:16 < Aurora Seas> Pffff

20:16 < Gyro Feather> (So much for prebad rolled xP

20:18 Gyro Feather squawks in surprise as the other pounces forward, causing him to roll and tumble across teh ground in a flurry of feathers and limbs. The pair of them go through a couple tumbles before it becomes clear that the larger pony has the upper hand, as her weight comes to settle down on him. Gyro bucks up and tries to roll away, and yet it seems that as he bucks, he's not getting much anywhere. "Ughh...fine...you win...I'll just wander away and we can forget about this whole thing..." he pleads at the mare.

20:25 Aurora Seas grins wide as she plants both forehooves on the gryphon's shoulders quite firmly. She was a fighter, and it showed; she had quite a bit of strength in those limbs. One of her hinds also pressed down on his tail, just for good measure. As he suddenly tried to suggest he leave, the fish-pony laughed aloud and grinned more, showing off those pointed fangs of hers. She was a carnivore. "I warned you, meat. That's more than most of my prey get." Aurora sneered before slowly starting to part her lips wide, a thin stand of drool dangling down and draping itself across Gyro's cheek as she leaned over him now. "You're dinner, now.~" With that, her jaws opened wider, giving him a full view of what lay in store; rows of dangerous, pointed teeth glistening with saliva while her tongue lolled outward, dripping with drool. The soft flesh was deceptively inviting, though the quivering dark abyss at the back of her gullet betrayed a more ominous nature as her breath rolled out over the bird, treating him to the scent of death and long-digested meat. This wasn't going to end well for him.

20:37 Gyro Feather brings his talons up beneath her legs and digs the sharp claws into her barrel as he squirms to get free. Her weight on his shoulders though, keeps him from slipping out, and prevents him from getting much leverage on her body, though he hopes to draw some pain as his claws slip through the fur. His first indication that he'd royaly screwed up were the large fangs that glinted in the sides of the mouth, showing that perhaps she hadnt been joking about eating things, and refering to him as meat just sent a shiver of fear donw his spine. He looks on in horror as the lips part, opening wider and wider to reveal the sharp teeth that line the jaw, followed beyond by the quivering flesh that leads down to the dark abyss. The hot spit falls down onto his face, coating him with teh smell stale old food, a sulfery scent that seemed to burn at his very nostrils as her breath wafts down over him. "W-wait...please...I'll make it up to you, I'll get you another pony, one less scrawny than me," he argues, while his wings flare out against the ground, making himself even wider before the creature begins its feast.

20:46 Aurora Seas might have considered such an offer, if he hadn't just dug his claws into her! Well, no she wouldn't have; he was a dead bird the moment he tried to eat her, really. But those claws of his sparked a fire in her eyes, and suddenly the pressure on his shoulders was much more intense- she'd break some bones if he didn't let go! As for his fate, she wasn't a patient pony; her jaws engulfed his entire head within seconds, shoving him crudely in against the back of her throat while her jaws wrapped around his neck. Given the blood he'd drawn on her by now, with thin streams of the crimson liquid trickling down his claws, she paid him back by sinking her fangs into his neck. She made sure not to puncture any vital areas; she wanted him alive to experience this punishment. But she got her vengeance in adding the salty taste of gryphon blood to her meal, though it wasn't enough to cause him any real damage... Yet. That was just a warning bite. Regardless, her tongue forcefully pressed up against his face, roughly lapping his chin and beak while pushing the top of his head against the roof of her maw. Her saliva squished around his skull wetly while she blatantly tasted him, dragging the bumps of her tastebuds over his features in a firm, merciless manner before shoving harder upon his back as one of her hooves wrapped behind him, inching him closer and closer to that flexing gullet before him...

20:54 Gyro Feather has his head pull back flat against the ground, as far as he could get from Aurora's gaping jaws, but its not enough to save him as her lips dart forward, sliding around his head, and parting his feathers with her sharp teeth while his eyes soon find themselves cast into darkness as the lips move over them. His feathers instantly absorb much of the hot drool that lines her maw, pulling of the subtle fruit flavor of his scented oils on top of the natural gryphon taste that ran from him. He feels a bit of success at the trickle of blood he coudl feel running down his claws from his initial grasp, but now it was becoming difficult to hold as her weight shifts to his shoulders. They find themselves forced away, but not before leaving a rake across her chest, dripping out even more blood as the sharp claws lacerate her flesh. Gyro however, lets out a loud cry of pain as the teeth stick into his throat, drawing the irony red fluid from his neck while he squirms to fight away, causing smaller nicks accross his neck and pulling feathers. All around him he could smell the scent of death as he's forced to marinate in the warm drool and breath her hot musty breath while his beak creeps along to push against the entrance ot her throat. The gryphon gulps and tries to call out and offer more, but he's unable to open his mouth enough to make much of a sound.

21:03 Aurora Seas wasn't really a gentle creature to begin with, and now that Gyro had gone and made her angry, she was far from soft on the wannabe predator of a gryphon. Her gaze burning with determination and rage, she relinquished her grip on his neck... Only to push him further in and down into her throat with a loud, hard "Glllrk!" The gryphon's skull promptly became a bulge within the hot, tight depths of her throat as the powerful muscles wrapped snugly around his head, tugging him down towards what was surely going to be... a not-so-pretty ending. Her teeth once again dug into him, this time piecing into his back and chest in a clearly spiteful manner; she was doing it on purpose both to keep him in place and to hurt him back for using his claws on her. Her jaws ached a little bit upon forcing the width of his shoulders into her maw, but she didn't seem to have too much trouble with it; she'd eaten bigger things than him before. He might not be all that plump, but he'd make a decent dinner all the same. Her tongue once again took to sampling his flavor, slathering her drool all across his fur and feathers while she pulled her head up a bit, tugging his body forwards beneath her so that she could devour him more easily. She had no intentions of letting him go now.

21:13 Gyro Feather feels the tug of the gullet as well as the loud gulp ringing in his hears, a loud noise that puts heavy pressure on his eardrums, making them pop as he slides a little further into the slippery ring. THe teeth piercing his flesh brings out a muffled cry of pain while the powerful muscles squeeze on his head, keeping his beak firmly closed, though unfortunately some of the hot drool leaks up through the edges of his beak, slathering his tongue with her own internal flavor. More blood trickles in behind his shoulder, adding to his lovely flavor as it pools on her tongue. And while teh bird's talons are rather left indisposed at the moment, he's still able to keep his wings open wide, as they now come into contact with Aurora's lips. These, being the strongest muscles on the bird's body would provide some obstacle to getting him down as they fan straight out. He resists the shift of his weight, but thats not really up to him as she slides him forward anyways, leaving him helpless as he kicks his paws out randomly.

21:24 Aurora Seas always found gryphons so bothersome when she tried to eat them; that's why she usually didn't hunt for them, despite the decent taste they typically carried. Those wings were always such a hassle. Aurora had to shift her position drastically if she wanted to deal with them in a timely manner. Quite suddenly, Gyro would feel her entire weight drop upon his chest- no doubt knocking the wind out of him, if he wasn't lucky or prepared. In a manner of seconds, she flattened herself on top of him, wrapped both hooves tightly around both sides, and forced his wings against his back with her hooves. In the same moment, she rolled herself over onto her back, pulling him atop her now while she kept him pinned firmly against her, hooves still on his wings. This gave her a firm enough grip on him that he couldn't wiggle his way out or fight too much, but also a means to pin his wings properly. And with that out of the way... "gllp... glk... [b]glurk![/b]" Those wings of his were well on the way down her throat along with him, the predatory pony ravenously stuffing the most troublesome part of him down with a few powerful swallows. His fores, pinned up against his chest now, were also sinking down her gullet right along with them, making for an impressive swell in under her dark fur as she tucked him away within her, nearing the halfway point now.

21:32 Gyro Feather finds himself breathless as the air is forced from his lungs under the sudden drop, and the subsequent inhale finds itself more liquid than air as he begins to sputter and cough inside her throat, leaving jerking motions that leave his wings vulnerable to her grip. WIth some work they find themselves folded to their sides followed by the leading edge pushing through her lips. THe rolling forces a bit of vertigo on the gryphon as he kicks out with his hind hooves, putting him on top, like he'd wanted to be earlier. With this new postion he plants his paws on the ground and begins to pull, but the strength of her thraot is too much as he's forced deeper into her body. Her heartbeat grows in his ears as does the steady gurgling of her stomach as he begins to near the hungry organ. Her tongue digs through his belly fur while he fights to get free, and yet the squeezing of the throat, draws him ever ondward into the hot maw, slowly coating him in her thick spittle. His beak reaches a tight muscle now, which seems to, for the moment, hold closed before him.

21:41 Aurora Seas was done with the hardest parts now, but she wasn't through with him just yet! Despite how easy it was getting at this point, she didn't take any chances, and kept her jaws wrapped tight around his body while she worked on pulling him down into her gut. The pony's stomach was starting to rumble ominously in front of her gryphon meal, starting to get ready for breaking down her latest meal- just like all the rest. He wasn't special. Nor was he really going to be all that memorable. As the fish-pony swallowed once more, finally pulling him far enough down to push his head out into the hot, humid, and acid-coated depths of her belly, she only thought of him as one thing; just another meal. Meat to be ingested, then forgotten later, like so many others before him. She lifted what remained of the hybrid creature high with her jaws, throwing his rump up into the air as she gulped around his belly more casually now, taking her time in finishing him off. One smooth, rolling gulp after another pulled his struggling form further down into her, with her stomach starting to swell outward with Gyro's presence within. She was down to his hind legs now; there wasn't any hope left for the unlucky gryphon.

21:49 Gyro Feather soon no longer contacts the ground with his hinds as she tilts him skyward, taking away his last bit of resistance that he could offer the pony while his hind legs wheelbarrow into the sky. His tail lashes about, and then he feels another gulp run down his form where the tunnel in front of him opens up, accpeting his beak through the entrance to the sack. The first thing he notices is that the smell of bile has subsumed the chamber, leaving the bird near wretching as he's forced to take in teh scent, while the acids in the chamber permeate the air, burning at his nasal passages. There's a brief burst of shock as he reaches there, causing his entire body to go stiff for a moment, before the fighting resumes once more. His sharp claws dig into his sides as he struggeles to turn them around inside the fleshy tube, but it didnt seem like he could. "H-help me!" He calls out, in fear, now that his beak was unbound, though the sound hardly reached far beyond her greedy belly. His hind legs and his tail twitch out behind him, th last vestiges of his free body while mis chest pushes into the chamber, causing his head to push below the surface of the acids.

22:00 Aurora Seas hardly had any trouble with her meal at this point. She took a more relaxed approach with her food now, almost lazily swallowing at his hinds as she drew them past her lips, nice and slow. Whereas the first parts of him had disappeared in minutes, she was now taking her sweet time in devouring him, with her jaws only advancing from his thighs to his knees over five or ten minutes. But most importantly, she took one last precaution; she couldn't have his claws tearing at her from the inside once he got more freedom of mobility! So she rolled over once again, this time giving a low grunt as she forced herself onto her swelling gut. Her weight pressed down on Gyro from above while the hard ground lay beneath him, effectively keeping him from having too much room to work with. On top of this, her stomach was already getting well into work on him, as about half of that fleshy chamber was already full of her merciless stomach acids. Gurgling and churning surrounded the poor gryphon as his predator slurped at his hooves and tail agonizingly slow, purposefully drawing this out so that she could get it into his head just who the finer predator around here was. Her lips slowly and inevitably wrapped around those hooves and the tip of his tail, though, and with a final, satisfied groan... She slurped them down, sealing her jaws around him entirely as the last of him disappeared down her throat with a loud and wet "glllrk!"

22:13 Gyro Feather struggles below the surface of teh acids in an attempt to breach the surface for a gulp of air while she takes him in almost agonizingly slow. The gryphon feels like he's half drowned by the time enough of him has been forced into the hot slippery sack to force him to curl up and break the surface once more. The bird sputters and coughs, while his tongue sizzles with the bitterness of the bile. Its too much for the bird and he soon finds himself dry heaving inside of her, coughing up nothing but leaving him out of breath as she shifts. Once again she moves upon him, this time forcing her bone crushing weight down on his body and making it incredibly diffiuclt to move despite him struggling against her. By the time she finally seals over his hind paws and lashing tail, his front half has marinated long enough that he can feel the hot tingling sensation against his flesh, working to strip him free of his fur and feathers and espose more of him to the mercilous fluids of her body. Finally his hind paws join him and he hears her breathing growing all the more regular without having to try and gasp around him, while her heartbeat slows. Each noise she makes was loud and boomed in his ears while he manages to get only a little rolling motion as his paws push against the sufrace

22:13 < Gyro Feather> (Unfortunately though, I think we depart to PMS from here, hope yall enjoyed the show.)

22:28 Aurora Seas collapses upon the bed in her den with a low, contented sigh, grinning deviously to herself as she sprawled out atop her belly once more. It was only a short walk to her home, fortunately, so she hadn't missed too much of the birdie's wiggling and struggling as her stomach worked increasingly hard to break him down. "I told you I'd eat you, meat. This is what you get for failing to listen." The equine chuckled with amusement. She didn't have the slightest bit of remorse for him. After all, why should she? He was food. Honestly, she already forgot what his face looked like, and she wasn't going to bother with a name. He'd be fat on her flanks in a matter of hours, anyways. The pony pressed down on her swollen gut firmly, smooshing him in there some while she sneered over her catch. "Don't worry; I'll look good with some thicker hips. I'll put you to better use than you ever would have been otherwise.~" She taunted him as her stomach started to churn into him firmly, kneading over his fur and feathers nice and hard while her bubbling, gurgling fluids rose to even higher levels, filling about three-quarters of that belly now as it eagerly broke him down like mere meat and protein.

22:37 Gyro Feather struggles, pushing out from her belly and causing the bulges to shift and move as he tries to find that entrance that he had been pushed down through, but the shifting surface of the belly makes that difficult. Not only do the contractions of the stomach rolling through make it difficult to get his bearings, but as the mare begins to walk his form sloshes back and forth in her belly, causing him to tumble in the juices. He has difficulty telling up from down, and far too often ends up with a beak full of acid as he goes for a breath only to end up sputtering. His chest burned painfully as the acids began to eat away at the skin holding on his feathers, causing them to molt into the foul chamber. Worse still the molted quills seem to always find his flesh and poke painfully into them. The open wounds in his neck an dback feel like they're on fire as the acids work into the exposed flesh, hastening the deterioration of his body. "N_no...spit me out! I can be more useful alive! I promise!" he pleads, all the while feeling her massaging aiding in pulling his feathers and fur from his coat, and leaving raw exposed flesh.

22:51 Aurora Seas rolled her eyes before yawning, as if she was bored by the act of ending the gryphon within her stomach. "The only thing food is useful for is being fuel for a predator. So congratulations; this is as useful as you'll ever be." She points out rather plainly. All the while, her gut was being absolutely merciless with him. The fluids within her gut were getting both hotter and thicker, as the stomach was hitting its metaphorical stride right about now while some former gryphon was starting to get mixed in with those acids. Even if she'd decided to cough him up, it was too late for him now. He would die from blood loss if that gut didn't finish him off first. At least the surface of her bed was softer than the hard earth from before, but that'd likely be little comfort in the face of death as the amount of breathable air and room to keep his head above the acids were both rapidly diminishing, narrowing his chances of lasting much longer by that much more with each moment. "Just shut up and digest already, hm? You're dead, little birdie. Welcome to your new home.~"

22:56 Gyro Feather could feel the burning intensifying as it ate through his flesh, setting his nerves on fire, until the thicker chyme manages to get deep enough that he now can feel nothing instead. The sensation is even more eerie now as that sense of touch is taken away, and soon after his ear drums are eaten through, after enough leaked into his ear holes to wear away the flesh. Even his sense of taste and smell was quickly diminishing, leaving the bird in a strange haze of no sensations as her stomach steadily works its magic on his body. He really was nothing more than meat to her, and that was becoming more and more apperent. His thinner parts began to show the hard skeleton beneath by the time the liquids finally reach up over his beak. He chokes and sputters a couple times, before finally going still inside of her firey stomach.

22:56 < Gyro Feather> (Hmmm mind coughing up some bones and feathers after it all or something?~(

22:58 < Aurora Seas> (You honestly wouldn't have needed to ask. |3)

23:03 < Aurora Seas> (Sorry for the delays.)

23:03 < Gyro Feather> (you're fine, I've ben slow today too

23:12 Aurora Seas groaned softly to herself as she felt the gryphon's struggles starting to die out. Literally. She could only smirk with delight while the bulge in her gut first rounded out, then began to shrink down, compressing her meal gradually as he was absorbed into her body as energy and some excess fat on her flanks. Aurora didn't care in the slightest that she'd just ended a life, and it showed in her expression of utter content as she rolled once more onto her back, stroking over her gut firmly once the wriggling source of protein within finally stopped moving. There were no parting words. No final gloating or her perhaps getting off to her successful meal. He was literally just another dinner to her. And when her gut finally got to where it was nearly flat again, she let out a single, modest belch; one that expelled a saliva-soaked skull and some fur and feathers from her open jaws. "Mmh." Was all she uttered with a low huff as she picked up that bleached-white gryphon skull... And carelessly tossed it out the window, hearing it knock against a few tree branches along the way. One less gryphon in the world, and one fed fish pony left to sleep him off... It was a shame she wasn't even going to remember him in the morning.

23:13 < Gyro Feather> that was most excellent~

23:13 < Gyro Feather> Hope to play with ya again sometime ^^ Assuming I met your standards :D