A Friend of a Friend is Not Always a Friend of Mine

23 March 2017

18:42 Gyro Feather pushes on through the door. Its been forever since the gryphon had shown his face around here and he was itching for a drink. He wanders up to the bar and orders something fruity before turning his attention back towards the crowd, giving them a nice wave.

18:43 Zeladore returned the wave from his place on the barstool, his wings ruffling as he watched the other gryphon enter. He gave Gyro a little wink and a short tweet before leaning back against the bar, scratching his gut a little

18:46 Feath chuckles some, smoothing and straightening down her dress. "Sure, it's a little tight in spots but I guess it IS hard getting dresses in my size."

18:48 Zeladore shook his head "That will simply not do. If it's not fitting exactly then my work is sloppy and I just can't that happen now, can I?" He asked, winking as he leaned down and picked her up, setting her down on his stool "We'll have to take measurements and I'll be able to make a new one with the correct sizes all-round."

18:49 Kanakka nodded somewhat, looking over to wave to Gyro as he showed up. Kanakka was sitting on the counter. He looked back at Feath "You could adjust it slightly, I am sure, but tight can eb nice in the right way.. though I am no tailor, as I said"

18:52 Gyro Feather nods to Kanakka and Zeladore in turn and shifts closer to both of them. The gryphon gives a glare to Feath though, and says, "Well, I dont think it looks great on you, pint sized, unless the you in question is smack dab in the middle of someone's bulging belly."

18:53 Feath laughs a bit and shrugs, tugging a little at where it chafes under her arms a bit. "I guess, can't really complain. It's better than having no clothes at all really..." She trails off, narrows her eyes at Gyro and then snorts. "How about you get in someone's belly, which I'm sure is the prime place for pretty much most gryphons, huh?"

18:54 Zeladore blinks a little, tilting his head "Did I really do such a bad job with the dress? I thoughts I made better clothes than that..." His plumage folds in some, he tugging on the hem of the dress a little.

18:54 Feath mrrps and headshakes. "It is mostly okay," she assures Zeladore swiftly. "But hey, I don't think you had my actual measurements!"

18:56 < Saewin> [sub]Feath, always so mean to gryphs[/sub]

18:57 < Saewin> As it should be

18:57 Gyro Feather snorts at her and takes an icecube out of his drink and hurls it across the room at feathers dress, trailing with it some red liquid that would surely stain if left in. "I cant believe you made anything for that bitch Zeladore. She hates our kind you know."

19:00 Kanakka glowered down at Gyro from on high "Now now, you'd best behave yourself, little one, you seem to be the one acting the fool" he pointed out, looking over to Zeladore and Feath "I think it is a fine effort for a dress so small"

19:02 < Saewin> He has a point, though, the little owl takes every opportunity to badmouth gryphons. Unless, it seems, there's something in it for her not to...

19:05 Zeladore snorts a little, shaking his head and dropping his wings off of his barstool against the counter, shrugging at the comment "I am just being nice. Every bad person still has some good in them. At least I'd like to believe that from time to time. Of course I've heard her comments about gryphons and have had her pay for them as well. Though from time to time there can be some make up gifts. Though how about you come over here, Gyro~? Been a while since I've seen you around~" He winks, sticking his tongue out, paws around the little owl.

19:06 Feath folds her arms a little and huffs. "What is this anyway, a gryphon convention?" She shakes her head and rubs at the temples a moment later, groaning. "Gryphons ARE okay ... sort of. If it wasn't polluting natural birdiness so much. And if they respected pink owls a little more too ..."

19:07 Saewin shrugs with his wings. "We'd respect little pink owls a lot more if they showed us the same respect. And stopped flinging comments about pollution our way..."

19:09 Gyro Feather offers Zeladore a sly grin as he watches him begin to wrap around the owl and then nods his head, sliding up a little closer to the yellow bird, carrying his drink in tow. He sits down on the seat right next to him and takes a long swig of the bright fruity liquid and rolls his eyes. "I think you're crazy for that...but I suppose we'll see how it goes. Anyways, its been going pretty well. Just been too swept up in work to do much of anything."

19:11 Kanakka glanced over to Zeladore "Even if the small bit of good in the bad person is being digested" he noted. he waved to Flanker

19:12 Feath grumpily huffs, tugging a little at the dress to get it rearranged a little more. "Well, he knows enough to respect owls a liiittle bit. Sort of. More or less. Which is more than can be said for pastel gryphons." She peers carefully at Saewin and Flanker too. "See, it's never good when gryphons outnumber proper birds."

19:14 Flanker "You say that as if there was really a vote on how many there should be." She shrugged a shoulder, shifting her head to the side and looking towards the bar. "Once upon a time, I was the only gryphon in this club. Now there's...what, four or so of us in here? The only one I like out of those is myself and maybe Zeldore. I like squishy boys."

19:15 Zeladore rolled his eyes a little at the owl's statement, snorting softly as he leaned back, the front button of his shorts opened up as he tugged his waistband down with his furred tail, picking the owl up and stuffing her back into his neon red panties, tugging her dress off shortly after and leaning back to allow himself enough room to close the button of his pants once more, leaving the little owl naked within his own pants. "I'll be taking care of this right away though~" He chuckled and stuck his tongue out at Feath, opening a small pocket on his jacket, taking out a small sewing set where he took a little knife from, cutting at the arms to undo the thread. He does give a nod to the other gryph, snickering as he looked at the red drink of his "Work's been keeping you away from here~? Well I guess it could be quite demanding from time to time. What's it you're drinking there~?"

19:19 Feath squawks at Zeladore as she was stuffed down in a lewd and rather blatantly rude manner, so casual. She fought, and then squawks louder when her dress was tugged off, trying to keep it on even so. Struggling there, she made quite a writhing bulge, but once that button was done back up, it was almost impossible fr the pink bird to pop her head or much else back out, although there was a whole lot of hoots from there. "Oi! Stop doing this! I'm not your personal underwear warmer ...! Let me out from here!" She didn't quite know what he was actually doing to her dress, but still was vocally grumbling as ever.

19:20 Gyro Feather tilts his head as he watches the spectacle of Zeladore grabbing the bird up and shoving her bewteen his pants. "Getting a little antsy are we there Zeladore? I cant imagine someone as tight as her is a good lay though." He takes another sip of his glass as he watches the fellow bird begin to tailor the dress with a bit of interest. "Uhh its just a strawberry martini, and I didnt know you even knew how to sew. As far as what's been keeping me, just havnt had time to come around very much. Its just been one of those times." He flicks his tail back and forth, draining the rest of his glass before signalling for another. "As far as you flanker, I know you secretly adore me~"

19:24 Flanker "Ehh...Not really my type. Too small, to shrimpy. Doubt you'd even be enough to pleasure me in bed if you even got lucky enough." She shook her head. "Most you'd bring me is probably a decent dinner, but belching up feathers sometimes gets annoying."

19:25 Zeladore gave a short low murr as he felt her wriggle and squirm within his underwear, the larger male sitting in a more relaxed slouch as he worked on the dress. "You'll stay there for now. You shouldn't call others that way. You know where that gets you placed~" He teased, looking back at Gyro with a churr "Strawberry martini~? Sounds just delightful. Never had one myself. I normally stick with ciders or wines since those tend to be quite savory of a beverage." He did however blush a little as he heard Flanker talk about him in such a manner, looking at her as he tried to push a thread through the small hole of a needle "Interesting~ I always thought most females preferred the buff, trim males~" He commented, winking before returning his attention to Gyro, his sheath swelling more with the warmth spreading in his underwear. "It's more or less a hobby of mine. I like to do it for presents to others."

19:29 Feath just .. .grumbles. Loudly. Although it probably was just loud to her own ears, it was slightly muffled under layers of fabric. "Bah ...!" she mutters, elbowing and poking Zeladore but finally subsides after a little.

19:31 Flanker "I'm already buff and trimmed enough, besides when I start eating people again. My ass is getting a little too big for my jeans now." She reached behind her, pulling up on that tight band around her waist, defining that rump even better.

19:33 Gyro Feather nods his head at Zelly and then reaches down towards his pants, to pluck out one feather from the largely concealed owl. "It is quite a wonderful flavor. Not sure I'd call it my favorite though, they've such a wide variety of different ones they serve here that its hard to choose just one. He reaches for his new glass and then turns to give flanker a look. "Uh huh well you might be surprised, but I usually reserve myself for others who are nicer to look at. You'd be a bag case in bed I think."

19:36 Flanker "And I think you'd be the one clenching the pillow as you're getting your tiny ass railed by someone actually worth a shit." She responds in the same condescending tone, shrugging it off. "Or you'd be in their stomach jerking it while they fuck someone else. Whatever comes first."

19:39 Feath squawks somewhere under and within the pants, feeling the pinch and pull of a feather but couldn't quite see who did it! She thrashes around and kcks, harmless enough even where she was. "Grrr! Stop pullning and plucking my feathers ...!"

19:41 Zeladore churred a little as he felt her finally accept her position, a few stitches given to the fabric a little lower on the armpits to make it a little more lose. gHe does begin shifting as well, clenching his legs together, compressing her room some "I'm not doing that. Stop moving so much or you'll be more cramped. I'm working on your dress. Perfection needs concentration. He nods once, tail flicking from side to side as he gave Gyro a prod in the chest "Well you didn't seem to reserving the last time we met~" He winked, scoffing and laughing a little

19:45 Feath squeaks and grunts and shoves at Zeladore's thighs that were cramping what little space she had available. "What? If its .. well, peck whoever IS doing that ...! And I can't help it, stop whoever iti s pulling my feathers, and I won't move half so much."

19:46 Gyro Feather puffs up his chest, fluffing his feathers as he feels the sharp talon pushing down against his skin. "Oh? I didnt realize that you thought yourself quite so ugly my jazz bird. I certainly find you something to look at," He says, before shooting Flanker a dirty glare. He rather hoped that at least right now that Zeladore would at least have teh discretion to keep the details of their activiteis from Flanker's ears. He reaches down and plucks another feather in the mean time, and tucks them both into Zeladore's head.

19:47 Kanakka had been listening in, but said nothing as the avians and demi-avians had their conversations. Kanakka looked between them and rubbed his neck, glancing to Flanker "I thnk you're quite nice looking, miss" he told her. Kanakka was big, though maybe too big to fit inside her tastes. [Totally didint get blindsided by a business meeting]

19:49 Feath was, of course, made to twitch and squirm and shove back at what she feels of Gyro trying to pluck feathers from her, responding angrily with a whole lot of movement. Which wasn't likely to be doing her too many favours either.

19:51 Zeladore gave the other gryph a short peck once he was done... maybe not much of an injury peck but more of a 'stop it' peck. It was followed with a short wink, sticking his tongue out "There. I pecked them. It' just hard having them tug on feathers while I'm working. You do understand that, right? My paws are full and I'll not drop your dress for a feather or two." He explains, snickering at Gyro "And I know I am one of the more fabulous gryphs around~" The writhing and wriggling had him grunt and click his beak, curling his claws and digits, the musky scent rising around her as the tip of his length peaked free around her chest feathers, covering them in a thin smear of pre.

19:54 Gyro Feather snorts at the peck, and then catches the wink afterwards, taking that to mean realy, just go ahead, especially as he smells the scent of the other gryphon growing further aroused by the little owls motions. Obviously he needs a little more help, so gyro begins to steadily tug out feathers to keep the little owl fighting. "BEsides feathy, perhaps your dress would go better with a couple pretty feathers on it. Of course I need mine, so we'll have to settle for yours~"

19:58 Feath winces a few more times and squawks, "Stop it! Stop it, damned fricking .. grrrr!" She bites back the retort she was about to make, not happy about Zeladore's lack of proper involvment in defending her, leaving her tring to defend herself - and not move too much either. Impossible really, twitchng and kicking a few more times as other feathers were plucked. "Ow, shit, damn it ...! Gyro! Go stuff your head in someone's mouth and have them bite down.. it'd improve your looks!" She wriggles some more, although couldn't mistake just how aroused Zeladore was getting eihter, and she fidgets some more, finally getting in a position to point the leaking shaft of his away from herself, more or less. Of course the feel of her tiny hands holding him might not exactly calm the gryph down either.

20:21 < Gyro Feather> [sub]bah and zele appears to have left the building[/sub]

20:22 < Kanakka> [sub] I hope he's not having too much problems

20:23 < Gyro Feather> [sub]I think his problem of one of timezone and of falling asleep at the keyboard :P[/sub]

20:24 < Kanakka> ]sub] oh dear

20:24 < Kanakka> [sub]ffff.

20:38 Gyro Feather sighs as the gryphon besides him seems to have fallen asleep all of a sudden. Why do so many around here seem to have bouts of narcolepsy? With a sigh, he turns back to look at the rest of the crowd, with a drink in his claw.

20:45 Kanakka looked down at Gyro as he hopped up, leaving the sleeping Zel in his wake "I do not think we have properly met, sir" he said, utterly towering over the smaller fellow

20:55 Gyro Feather looks up at the tall looking lizard like creature and blinks a couple times. He reaches his talon up over his head and takes the claw, giving it a couple shakes before nodding his head. "I dont think we have either. I'm gyro, and who might you be?"

21:10 Kanakka leaned down to take the fellow's hand i his own large three-fingered claw, giving a shake. "I am Kanakka, are you friends with Miss Feath and Mister Zeladore?" he asked. Kanakka wore a worn gray kimono, but it only reached his hips, leaving much exposed, particvularly to the avian's low angle

21:14 Gyro Feather looks up at the exposed nethers, and then forces himself to look up even higher to meet Kanakka's gaze. "Friends of Zeladore, sure I'd say, but Feath is a right pain in the ass. I keep hoping that she might get snapped up around here," he responds, shifting in his seat while his pretty feathered tail flicks behind him.

21:17 Kanakka 's groin was adorned with a comparatively small cock, five inches or so long, and three wide, with a bit of loose foreskin at the tip, it sat against large set of balls, all a slightly darker shade of red along with the beast's thick pucker, also easily isible from the smaller male's angle. "Oh, yes.. I did overhear such ,but friends often argue and make fun" he said "I am surprised she has not been eaten being so small" he asded, movign to sit down beside the man, upon the floor

21:22 Gyro Feather finds himself now eye level with Kanakka as he sits down near the floor, a welcome distraction from the rather intimate glance h'ed gotten of the other only moments before. The gryphon shrugs his shoulders and glances towards the bartender. "Well...she and I are nto friends, and I dont know how she's managed to survive this long either. Anyways, care for something to drink?"

21:27 Kanakka having his manhoods seen by the smaller folk (ie: all but everyone) was a fact of life for Kanakka. "Oh um... certainly, sir, just a pitcher of water" he said, regarding the gryffe in his own turn, lookign him over somewhat from where he sat, leaning a little closer

21:35 Gyro Feather blinks at the request, but the bartender seems happy enough to fill it. "So then...what brings you around these parts? I take it you like to watch others disapear into some mouths? Or maybe you're one of those strange ones who would like to disapear themselves?" The bird asks, plainly leaving out the possibility that made him fidget before the larger creature.

21:39 Kanakka chuckled and looked around "I came here to be shoved into an ass, but alas, being so large, I have not found anyone" his grin spoke of his jest. "But no, I come here because I enjoy the company of those who come here, people visiting this place are less likely to mind my.... visage, or stature" he stated "plus, the restrooms and other facilities are well suited ot one of my size" the beast said, settling down beside Gyro

21:43 Gyro Feather clenches his beak at the explanation, and lets out a nervoush laugh. Right...there was only one reason why someone might take interest in the restrooms here, and well, he wasnt sure he wanted to give someone larger than him such company. "Oh alright...uh well maybe a dragon will wander along where you can go on in?"

21:51 Kanakka smiled and nodded "that would be novel" he agreed. Truth was that Kanakka could count the people he had eaten on one hand - and he onyl had three fingers; did not mean he didn't need a toilet like any normal person. "What of you, sir?" he asked him

21:55 Gyro Feather gives a shrug and then points over towards Destiny. "I like to get pretty girls like that to come home with me...though sometimes I have to force them to come home a little less solid than when they started,~" He coos, shiting in his seat. He takes another sip of his drink and shifts around uncomfortably.

22:04 Kanakka nodded somewhat, and picked up his pitcher and took a deep swig "So I see, sir, you like to eat others two, survival of the fittest" he said "Unfortunately, I am feeling peckish, will you co-operate?" he asked him, lookign down at the man, his tail had curled around his seat, making escape a difficult prospect

22:06 Gyro Feather gulps as he feels the large red tail curling around him, and as he tries to shuffle away, his fears are confirmed as the thick muscular length wraps him up tightly in the coil. "N-no I'm not food, now let me go and go get that frock or something," he says with a frown. His talons reach down to push on the coil as he tries to work himself free.

22:06 < Gyro Feather> [sub]quck someone jump up there and steal all his clothes.[/sub]

22:13 Kanakka tightened his tail around the male slightly as he seemed to protest "no, you know how it works, much as weith your victims, sir, might makes right, and you are in no position to balk" He leaned over and placed his own claws on Gyro's shoulders "The alternative is that I chew; and I will catch you" he warned, trying to make this simple.

22:17 Gyro Feather grunts as he feels the tail tighten around him and then glances towards the stage. "Surely...you want something more filling than me?" He grunts out, feeling the coils tighten. He still continues to fight, but its certain that the poor bird isnt going to get free now. He really should have run when he had the chance.

22:25 Kanakka shook his head, though he stole a glance to the stage "No, mister Gyro, it's going to be you" he stated. Kanakka lifted the gryffe up, holding his arms to his sides. He trusted at this point there'd be no trouble, since he'd threatened a bloody demise otherwise. Kanakka opened his maw, showing off razorsharp teeth and his wet gullet, which fluctuated moistly

22:29 < Gyro Feather> [sub]bet there's an n[/sub]

22:31 Gyro Feather still struggled against the grip, despite the warning and the threat, as he hardly wanted to become food for the creature, but he was very clearly outmatched and would not be getting away it seems. He's force dto stare up into the quivering maw that opened above him, lined in sharp teeth that glinted menacingly. The bird gulps, smelling the hot stale breath that wafted down over his beak, making him clench his beak shut in disgust.

22:37 Kanakka waited there in that position, making sure that there were no final attempts to escape. Kanakka leand down, that wet, long tongue slipping over that beak and brow, coating it in warm saliva. The teeth were sharp, but pointed inward, going inside from out, the gryffe would sustain no injuries, excepting any struggling on his part. The jaws lowered over his head, hot and cloying with heavy air from within. In the back of the throat he might see a little light, let in from the gills, with a bibrous carbon structure around it - something not biological.

22:41 Gyro Feather gasps as he feels the hot air rushing down over him, ruffling his feathers as he continues to struggle inneffectually in his grasp. The hot flesh grips his face, forcing hot dripping saliva into his feathers while his skin catches upon the curved teeth, grazing his flesh, and making the gryphon think twice about his motions. As he pushes up on the coils to try and free himself, the bird was not thinking about the fact that should Kanakka release, he'd be feeding his body up into the other's hot greedy gullet.

22:45 Kanakka did release the hold of his tail from the fellow, holding him by the arms now and allowing him to lift his head, the maw around the gryffe undulated against him, before he began to be pushed further to the back, into the slick confines of that throat, lit by light from his maw as well as a slight bleed-through from where the gills were. Kanakka swallowed around him, speeding his progress a few inches at a time, how and tight around the head and face as he was fed in slowly., more of the body passing the teeth.

22:51 Gyro Feather pushes up as the tail uncurls from around his haunches, grinning as he slips free of the grasp, before realizing that he's managed to propell his his beak up into the throat. The gullet makes a loud squelching noise as his soft feathers push into the the gullet, followedby the first of what would be many gulps as he finds himself fed into the great beast. Hot drool runs down his body, getting soaked up by his feathers and slickening up the bird for the journey beyond while he struggles for freedom.

23:04 Kanakka growled pleasurably around the male. There was something simply enjoyasble about swallowing prey whole; not so much as sex or the like, but still pleasant. The beast swallowed again, forcing another few inches into that tight throat, which constricted hotly around the male, squeezing and tugging. For the rest of the body, he continued to feed it in, pushing on the male's rump and legs.

23:12 Gyro Feather squirms as he feels the gullet continue to creep around him, constricting now around his hsoulders and forcing both his arms and wings down against his body, making his struggles even more futile. His warm gamey taste mixes with the soft fruity oils he used to scent his coat and spreads out over his predators tongue. Ahead teh throat squeezes in a motion that draws him towards teh other's core. The smell grows worse the deeper he gets, assaulting his senses with the smells of past meals.

23:21 Kanakka s throat got a good grip of the male now, closing against his shoulders and putting a pressurer around his ghead and neck. That done, it'd have leverage enough for the next swallow to pull the Gryffe down almost entire, sliding with a long, drawn-out ~GLRRK~ from that gullet, a few bubbles of errant air slipping up past him as well. Kanakak could close his maw then, swalloing again. For a few moments Gyro would be trapped entirely in that throat, not in belly now mouth

23:27 Gyro Feather kicks out with his hind legs as he's lifted up off the ground as each gulp by Kanakka dragged him deeper and deeper while the claws pushed on his rump, leaving little indentations in his fur where he was pricked. He squeals out as he then rather quickly finds himself completely envelopped in the warm flesh as the mouth closes around his tail and sends him down. The bird makes a large bulge in the creature's neck as it slowly works its way towards his chest.

23:35 Kanakka took one large gulp of air and bird both, depositing Gyro int his guyt without ceremony,a sudde surge of motion depositing him into that chamber, wet, tight and reeking of acids and offal. Inside, the man could actually see, a slight glow of light coming from dotted metallic protrusions inside of that stomach. Where something went inside him though there was room to be made, and Kanakka let out a loud, reverberating belch to make up for it, blushng as he glanced around "Oh, I apolgoise.."

23:44 Gyro Feather finds himself pushing the rest of the way into teh the stomach where the fetid odor of bile instatnly assaults his nose while the stinging air burns at his lungs. The stomach itself was snug around him, but not uncomfortably tight, giving the bird room to move, while some strange dim lights come from the side, illuminating the puslating quivering flesh as it rythymically squeezes into him while a pool of juices line the bottom. As the loud belch rings in his ears, the walls close tighter still, and as the noise clears he can hear the steady motions of whatever strange mechanical parts seem to augment the being. "H-hey! Cough me up! You cant do this!" He calls out in a bit of panic.

23:53 Kanakka shifted and reached up, rubbing his jaw, which he had stretcvhed open quite a bit. He could feel the bird insie, dimly, but his input was no longer required. Kanakka leaned against the bar and exhaled somewhat. To Gyro, the belly would be fairly comfortable for the moent, without mucvh happening beyond the slick throb of the beast's innards and slight movements to accompany Kanakka's movements outside. Slowly, the sounds of his guts would become clearer to Gyro, the beating of his huge heart, the slight mechanical sound of actuators and other things inside. After about fifteen minutes, the stomach would be satisfied that this was all it would receive, and began to constrict, mroe and mroe

23:59 Gyro Feather doesnt find the situation very comfortable at all, despite the fact taht the belly is at the calmest it'll be all evening. His legs push out against the powerful muscles as they squeeze over him in gentle rolls, mixing the thick slime in with his body, but at least it seemed that teh stomach's juices had yet to start secreting. But as time passed, he found that the rolling motions of the gut becaome more intense, and a fluid started to come from the walls that seemed to tingle over all the surfaces it came into contact with.

00:09 Kanakka s stomach's first stage was less acid and more squeezing and grinding. The metal nodules on the walls assisted in this, but living matter down in that squeezing hell should be able to move themselves enough to go with the stomach's movements; even so, broken bones, or prey passing out from the squeezing pressure about the chest or head was not uncommon, either. For his part, Kanakka went about his business, toying with his datapad and reading the news, his meal all but forgotten now

00:16 Gyro Feather finds the pressure continuing to increase on his body as the stomach's contractions grow all the more fierce. Each roll of them forces the wind from his lungs and leaves him gasping for air while he feels the nodes pushing into his limbs. He feels bruises developing on his flesh as the nodules are pushed into him and his bones flexunder the pressure. Then a particularly powerful contraction forces a wing up into an odd angle sounding out a loud crack as its squeezed between two nodes, followed by a muffled howl from his stomach. Soon enough, more follow as the gryphon is kneaded over, leaving him a mess of broken bones as his limbs snap under the assault.

00:36 Kanakka would have been amused to know that Gyro was having such a hard time inside him, getting mashed up was no pleasant experience. there's be a period for the male to wallow in sorrow after that, about five minutes, but it might well feel like an eternity before powerful acid began to secrete from fleshy walls and metallic nodules alike. If Gyro was still conscious and liviing, it would not take him long to be otherwise now. Kanakka, for his part, got up, and stretched his legs

00:43 Gyro Feather managed to somehow make it through the first phase wihtout passing on, though his body was mangled and broken, and he found himself on his last limbs. His breathing is labored as the stomach calms down before the juices began to flow into the chamber, dumping on his broken body. It takes about fifteen minutes of him stewing in th ejuices, feeling his body on fire as it strips his feathers and skin from his body, until finally the fluids rise up over his beak. Unable to muster up the strength to fight, the birdtakes one final gasp of air before the liquid floods into him, forcing him to cogh a couple times, before finally going still, leaving the rest of his body as meat to be processed.

00:48 Kanakka moved to sit back down, closer to the others, feeling social now that his eating was done and he'd relaxed for a while, the large beast scooting over to the group, even as Gyro's final gasp caused a bit of a burp on his own part "Hello mister Dracur, miss Ketrai, Miss Vrysi" he nodded to them in turn, then smiled to those who were unfamiliar to him

01:20 Kanakka will give this tidbit in the interrim: Kanakka, as one point, belt a press on his bladder, the Gryffe being digested and broken down feeding into that natural fleshy pouch with his waste products and essense - granted most of it was water, but there was some fluids from the digested male that made it there. The beast rose up, patting his gurgling belly, and plodded into the restrooms, humming audibly to himself. The large red predator moved to one of the far rooms - the one with a simple grating so he wouldn't have to worry about anyhting so droll as aim. He lifted the front of his Kimono a bit to make sure it did not get splashed, and spread his legs wide, arching his back and thrusting his hips foreward. It'd be a few moments before the relief came, hot piss spraying forth from that uncut tip in a somewhat undirected manner into the drain. Kanakka sighed contently and stood there imperiously,cock swaying and wobbling with his slight movments and breaths - the stream moreso, the first parts of the waste pertaining to the Gryffe passing into the drain beneath the room, hot and frothing. After it petered out, Kanakka shook himself dry and strolled away with nary a thought to the source of some of that urine, the majority of which was still within his intestines somewhere now.

01:34 Kanakka s belly gives an audible gurgle, heard even through his thick form and subcutaneous armor. Kanakka patted his gut "Easy there, mister Gyro, you'll have your freedom soon enough" he said, though the fellow in question was quite dead now. Kanakka looked over to the others

17:43 Kanakka came into the Gulet, having recently woken and made hsi way over.Dressed in that usual kimono of an outfit and ducking in as he looked around for familiar faces of interesting things, waving to anyone who seemed lucid

19:08 Kanakka belly gave an audible rumbe, causing Kanakka to become aware of certain natural needs borne of having eaten a gryphon the previous day. The beast lowered the book he had been reading and got up to make his way to the bathrooms..

19:13 Kanakka makes his way into the bathrooms, an ordeal of about twenty seconds manuevering through the doorway carefully before plodding down the hall past the smaller stalls and basins,humming to himself as he made hsi way right to the back, Kanakka paused to regard his options, one of the big toilet stalls with the seated toilets? or a squat toilet... The hybrid rejected both options and went into one of the anterooms, where a large trough would serve him best. He was not the sort to take offense if anyone came to see,though with the Gullet so deathly quiet it seemed an unlikely prospect.

19:15 Ilasiak peered inside, at least to just watch Kanakka from a far

19:21 Kanakka stepped over that trough, the beast lifting the hem of his kimono and tucking it into the sash he wore to keep it closed, not that the hem of it reached past his hips anyway, but the beast didn't want to risk accidentally messing his favorite garment.He dropped his body into a squat, that thick tail lifted high, conveniently exposing him to the peeking Ilasiak. Kan had asscheeks of a sort, created by his large legs, though there was not much cleft owing to his thick tail and widely spaced thighs, his anus, at the juncture of those powerful legs and his tail was thick and wide,though tightly puckered, connected to a plump taint and big balls hanging down. That large tailhole twitched and flexed somewhat as the hybrid grunted audibly

19:23 Ilasiak blushes softly as she gets a full view of the hybrid's rear, her head leaning forward to get a closer look, managing to make our the soft twitching pucker as she eeps softly, her sexes dripping from the sight.

19:31 Kanakka s ears prick up as he heard the eep, and the massive beast turns his head to regard the source, if the woman did not slip quickly from sight he'd spot her and blush, though not seem otherwise concerned, in fact, his tail lifted some more weither way, and he leaned foreward, allowing more light to hit his ass and provide a better view. It was just in time too, as, with a moist crackle, that pucker began to peak outwards, pushed by somethign from within (no points for guessing what). A few moemnts later the obvious would be confirmed, a small brown dot turning into a circle as that anus slid open around a stiff hot log; all that remained now of Gyro.

19:35 Ilasiak fell face first to the floor as she only manages to embarrass herself further, though she did appreciate the never better view of Gyro's remains slipping from his pucker. Her tail wagged side to side, her sex dripping, secretly enjoying every second of it, though she was still quite embarrassed to have been caught peaking.

19:39 Kanakka was clearly not bothered in the least, as another grunt forced the stool to speed it's sdescent, parting that butthole fully with a moist squelch and slipping fro the boweld in a long, thick loaf. Kanakka's shit was about four inches wide, and of various lengthed pieces, the first was the longest, having the most solid consistency, the huge, dark loaf touched the bottom of the trough and bent somethat, before breaking off at the pucker and falling with a grotesque slap to one side, leaving a few inches hanging from that stretched butthole, before, through the machinations of that huge rectum, it retreated, messy, back into that hole, coating it in filth "Are you enjoying the sight miss?" he asked

19:42 Ilasiak wiggles softly on the floor, watching the last bits of the log break off, seeing them drop right in front of her before Kanakka turned his attention to her. "O-oh... sorry, I just kinda stumbled in and, uh, noticed what you were doing, and uh, figured I may be able to watch?" She stammered a little, her blush only seeming to deepen even more, her entire face was beep red underneath her fur. "B-but yes, I a-am enjoying the sight..."

19:46 Kanakka chuckled and shifted his hips a bit. the smell from his waste was quite strong given his diet, but it was not entirely as unpleasant as one may have thought, whatever digestion processed he posessed robbed the turds of their most acrid scents, it seemed, leaving them earthy and ashen in scent. Kanakka ondered a moment "Well, you can assist me, by holding my balls whilst I defecate so I do not sully them" he said - it was, in truth, uneccesary, but an excuse for her to come so much closer that he'd be almost shitting on her. that large pucker began to slide open again with that wet crackle of oncoming waste, a few drips of fluid heralding the way alongside a slow fart. An auditory feastmuch as a visual one.

19:50 Ilasiak blushes softly, nodding as she slowly lifted herself up, patting off her fur as she made her way closer, enough to even feel the heat radiating from the pile below as she looked around, wondering exactly where to stand. Eventually, she decided to crawl under him, to where she'd be able to craddle his sack from below. She shivered slightly, her face almost burrowed in his nethers as she shivered softly, less embarrassed, suprisingly, some of her lust starting to come out.

19:55 Kanakka watched her shift even as he began to defecate again, the log sliding out more easily now, wetter andmore pliant than the first large piece had been. As she settled under him she'd definitely get a face-ful of his member - six inches long and three inches wide, with fleshy foreskin at the tip, resting against those large balls she now held up away from the turd slipping from him "Thankyou, you are very helpful" he said, as the last of Gyro, as well as any number of other meals sloughed out from the dino-shgark into the trough, puntuated by quick, loud farts and soft grunts

19:58 Ilasiak murmurs from her extra close view, her nose twitching as she could feel each piece drop in front of her, though most of her vision was taken up but the massive length that laid on top of her head. She shivers softly as she breathed in a mix of the earthy scents below and the musky scent of his body above. "I-its no problem..." She breaths softly.

20:03 Kanakka sighed out as a long strand was pinched off and fell with a wetslap onto it's betheren in the trough. A very impressive pile indeed, mostly quite solid and consistent, save for a few drops of slimy fluid between pieces. There were no bones, nor fur nor featheres - it seemed the beast's gut was extremely thourough. Kanakka shifted some and reached down, moving her head past his balls toward that pucker, so close that it would be impossible to be closer without being his toilet. With a huff, one final log squeezed forth wetly, leaving him dirty as it dropped, anus agape since nothing was left behind. He might even have gotten some on her nose. "How was it?" he asked her "I was mister Gyro, among others" he said, that anus slowly closing up

21:02 Ilasiak wiggles softly as she felt him reaching for her snout, pulling it closer to his pucker as she could practically smell the earthy scent on her muzzle, breathing softly against his rear as he finishes off his pile with a final log, right in front of her nose. She groaned softly as she watched it pass her view, sighing happily as he spoke. "O-oh, it was wonderful!" She giggles softly, still a little muffled from behind him. "I didn't think I'd ever get this close, though..." She blushes.