Bring Your Own Bucket

11 April 2017

00:29 Gyro Tech gets a bucket for Atrosh and sits in it.

00:29 < Gyro Tech> :P

00:29 < Gyro Tech> hows birb doing

00:30 Atrosh says, Doing okay, just splatted a wolf earlier but had no bucket. How thoughtful of you to bring one for yourself

00:30 Gyro Tech gulps. This...this was a gift! I heard you needed one...its not for me!

00:31 Atrosh grins. I needed one for you, dummy

00:33 Gyro Tech gulps and then tries to clamber out of it, and tips it over towards Atrosh in his clumsyness.

00:34 Atrosh simply plods over to Gyro while he fumbles around on the floor, a heavy talon suddenly pinning him down to the ground.

00:36 Gyro Tech eeps as he feels the claw come down upon his chest, holding him in place while he stares up at the bird's underside. "Wait...but surely! we can talk this out."

00:44 Atrosh leans his hear forwards and down to peer at the pony. He brings his beak close, slender tongue sticking out and slurping along Gyro's flank

00:46 Gyro Tech watches as the beak lowers down towards his rump, though half the action is obscured by the sizable leg blocking his view. The sudden lick catches him by surprise as the tongue leaves a warm trail of drool along hsi lavender scented fur.

00:47 < Atrosh> (I will note, someone sent me a random friend request and I looked through and saw he was ate by a bird that apparently did a disposal scene in that room. Kinda wish I was there to see it to see how other bird-type people do it. I've just been going off splat videos of herons I've seen on youtube)

00:47 < Gyro Tech> (Oh? who was the birb?

00:48 Atrosh continues to slurp at the preything, leaving little bits of slobber behind, but he wasn't salivating like a dog or anything. He just liked the taste

00:48 < Atrosh> (Let me look it up)

00:49 < Atrosh> (Mahiri Morahan was the guy that sent the random friend request despite never having talked to him before. Buriza Toucannon was the pred with the (presumably) splats)

00:50 Gyro Tech groans as he feels the slippery muscle work over his rump and brings his forelegs forward to push upon the foot keeping him down, wiggling back and forth beneath it and trying to get out. "Ugh...alright enough joking around there, chocobo.

00:50 < Gyro Tech> (Buriza doesnt do bird style splats I'm afraid.

00:51 < Atrosh> (Pshaw, it's the best kind IMO... it's why none of my other characters do disposal =p )

00:52 < Gyro Tech> (Carnak does!

00:52 Atrosh wasn't joking around, was just getting a nice taste of his meal. Carefully the bird brings his beak around Gyro's head, which may leave him uncomfortably leaning his head back. Here the pony can smell not only the usual bird breath, but what seems to be wolf as well.

00:52 < Atrosh> (Yeah, but he's a lizard, and lizards do splats AFAIK )

00:53 < Gyro Tech> (This si true :P

00:53 < Atrosh> (Even if I made a gryphon i'd probably prefer him to do splats)

00:53 < Gyro Tech> ( :P

00:55 Gyro Tech watches the bird's head twist down towards him in that strange feat of flexibility that they seem to have until the beak envelops around his snout. He wrinkles his snout at the uncomfortable smell and the warm drool that he's now bathing in, and brings his hooves up to push at the bead, tyring to foce him back.

00:56 < Atrosh> (Wait, is Gyro on his back or front? =o )

00:56 < Gyro Tech> (Uhhh hmm I was imagine back...

00:56 < Atrosh> (Ah oops XD)

00:56 < Gyro Tech> (with his head around Atrosh's cloaca

00:57 < Atrosh> (Oh so you're facing the opposite direction too huh.. hmmn)

00:57 < Gyro Tech> (its fine! Birds are good at bending :P

00:59 Atrosh pushes his beak firmly over the pony until Gyro's snout gets caught in the bird's gullet, feeling it cleamp down on his snout, holding him in place. The bird starts to swivel in place, lifting his talon off only long enough to put it back down, now facing the other way. It would be more comfortable swallowing the pony this way, and birds always like to swallow head-first anyways

01:06 Gyro Tech grunts as the thick flesh begins to spread over his muzzle, working a hot slime onto his face and making him gag as some of it pushes up between his lips. As the talon lifts up, he arches, looking to escape before he's pinned down once more. The neck seems to shifta round him while his head pushes a little deeper, spreading out the gullet with a lump beneath the feathers.

01:08 Atrosh swallows at the pony, pushing his beak further down the helpless equine's body and firmly trapping him inside the bird. Atrosh feels confident enough now to step off of Gyro, lifting his head up and dangling his meal in his beak. His throat constantly undualates, repeatedly squishing and relaxing against Gyro's head but not making much progress.

01:11 Gyro Tech sinks up to his chest in the gullet as the beak slides down under him, scratching along his back and scraping over his chest, while his hooves push at the head futiley. The unicorn then squeals as he's lifted up into the air suddenly, leaving him dangling down against the beak with the rest of his body, while he squrims in the powerful grip of the maw. He makes pathetic noises in the throat as it holds him tight, unable to make clear words with his clamped muzzle.

01:17 Atrosh begins eating Gyro like he were just a gopher, pulling his head back, opening his beak and lunging forwards, using intertia and gravity to get the pony down his squishy gullet. The further along Gyro gets the stronger the scent of sizzled wolf fur becomes apparent.

01:21 Gyro Tech gasps as each dart forces him a little deeper into the tight tunnel, feeling it expanding around his face as he's steadily worked in towards the stomach he could hear gurgling ahead. His forelegs disapear past the beak, cutting off much of his struggles, though he still tries, writhing in the gullet. He coughs on the acrid odor coming from the stomach, wrinkling his nose as he gets a face full of it.

01:23 Atrosh lifts his head high, and soon his entire neck was stuffed and bulging with Gyro's form. He was much easier to swallow than his previous meal though, and he barely even had to swallow for the lump to make its way down his throat and into his body. Gyo's head suddenly slips into his prison, and he's quickly smushed against a pile of fuzz that had not been coughed up earlier.

01:26 < Atrosh> (Get my message?)

01:26 < Gyro Tech> (ya

01:26 < Atrosh> (Okay, said you logged in so I got confused)

01:26 < Gyro Tech> (ya my internet dropped for a sec

01:30 Gyro Tech soon gets a faceful of fur and bones as he pushes into the same chamber where the wolf had been previously. Soon enough his horn lights up, showing off the grisly scene before him of it all compacted into a loose pellet. The whole scene though, made him shudder as he's pushed deeper still. His hinds kick against the inside of the beak now while his tail lashes whiel the smell burns at his lungs with each breath.

01:34 Atrosh with a few more gulps Gyro is completely squeezed into the gurgly cell, resigned to wait for his sentence to be carried out. In the meantime Atrosh plods over to the bucket that had been brought with the pony, nipping at the lip so he could set it back uprigt. It must have been one of those large buckets used for drywall or something considering the equine was able to sort of sit (awkwardly) inside of it.

01:42 Gyro Tech soon finds himself pressed all the way in, with his body sliding up against the pellet as he's churned around, breaking part of it apart and ruining some of the belly's progress. Meanwhile the stomach renews its production of acids, leaking in and tingling against his fur as the pony struggles inside the gut. Aroudn him he can hear the thumping heart and steady breathing in addtion to teh gurgles. "Spit me up!" He calls out

01:44 Atrosh will spit Gyro up later, once the rest of him has passed out the other end. For how he simply settles down on his belly, squishing down against Gyro. He had gotten plenty of exercise earlier, and was getting a little tired. Gryo will make a nice snack before he goes to sleep.

01:48 Gyro Tech finds the chamber becomes quite a bit tighter as the heavy bird lays down on top of him, making it pretty difficult for him to move inside that gut while it churns. The air was thick and heavy around him, and as he struggles it only massages the large chocobo's belly despite hsi best attempts.

01:50 Atrosh lets out a satisfied belch, letting him rest easier, but making things yet more cramped for Gyro as all that warm air escapes. He swears he can feel the stomach trying to crush him bnefore its enzymes could even get to work.

01:52 Gyro Tech lets out a groan of pain as the musclular sack squeezes around him, putting strain on his curled body while much of the air leaves around him in a loud belch that he can hear even from in here. As his body creaks there's suddenly a couple loud snaps as some bones give way, a combination of those on his own body and some remaining from the wolf, causing loud yowls of pain from inside.

01:55 Atrosh is pretty relaxed considering how distressed Gryo was inside him, letting out a wide yawn before closing his eyes. His stomach didn't sleep however, instead it slathers Gyro's ruined body with fluids that ensures he'll just be a bird's meal by the end of this. A sort of thank-you for bringing the bucket to him.

02:00 Gyro Tech quickly feels his fur begining to tingle, but with his broken body he cant even bring himself to put up a desperate struggle. The churning around him handily coats him in the thick foul solvent, causing his fur to begi to come loose and leaving more painful raw skin beneath. The unicorn rather hoped that there would be an end to his air soon...though he had little guage of how much was left, and for all he knew, he might be here till his body gives out.

02:03 < Atrosh> All around Gyro can feel the stomach rolling him about, and by now the only indication of which way was up or down was the floor pressing up against him from below. The bird had already gotten rid of most of the breathable air, but even then the stomach acids were making short work of the pony, so either way he'd be unconscious for when he's finally a nice soupy mass for the bird's intestines to comb through

02:05 Gyro Tech lasts far longer than he feels he ought to as all of his fur melts from his body while th emuscles tumble him around, snapping a couple more bones in the process. He begins to lose his skin too, exposing bone in his extremities as he grows light headed. Finally, the unicorn passes out as he uses up the last of his air, left as nothing but a hunk of meat to be dissolved.

02:07 < Atrosh> The unicorn doesn't even take that long to process, in just a minute or two of passing out all of the useful stuff has been stripper from his boned, now making up a thick liquid mixture of stomach acids and nutrients. The bird's intestines waste little time, loudly siphoning off much of the chyme with a loud groan, beginning to absorb what they can of the ex-pony.

02:11 Gyro Tech 's fur and bones, however, are left behind in the sweltering gut, continuing to crack as his brightly colored blue and pink hair are blended in with the wolfs drab colors. Pre primed byt he wolf and already sated, very little of the pony actually gets absorbed, and instead moves on to his large intestine.

02:13 < Atrosh> Despite how easy the pony was to eat and absorb it seems he piles up in the avian's bowels with just about as much volume. His stomach is let to grind all of its contents into a convenient pile to get rid of once the bird woke up, already having reduced the rest of the pony into a convenient mass to expel.

02:15 Gyro Tech is fully compacted into a thick football shaped mass in Atrosh's belly and pushes on the exit by the time he wakes, eager to come free. Meanwhile His form causes Atrosh's hinds to swell as they put pressure on his cloaca, eager to be released into the world once more as a smelly white pile.

02:21 Atrosh 's nap takes a while, and his guts have already finished the job long before he wakes. Atrosh opens his eyes, standing up and stretching his wings and all his limbs, fluffing his feathers up too. He then goes to take care of business, first, carefully positioning himself above the bucket with his tail feathers hiked up. He unloads his bowels in a thick, white stream, nailing the bottom of the bucket and filling it all the way to the brim and then some. He can even hear the sound of that bucket filling up, almost like the sound of filling a cup with water, but deeper. He turns around, eying the overflowing bucket. His stomach contracts and he retches, leaning his head down a little as a lump gets shoved up his throat with a bulge, eventually making its way out the bird's beak. A mixture of bones and fur of a variety of colors tumbles onto the ground, a sort of reminds of what the unrecognizable mass in the bucket may have been before taking a trip into the bird's gut. He stands there, making sure that his system was completely clear, before heading on out to see if he can find something else to eat.

02:21 < Gyro Tech> <3

02:21 < Gyro Tech> now I must sleep

02:21 < Atrosh> ded

02:21 < Atrosh> Bye =p