How to Make a Girl Go Kweh

23 April 2017

14:03 < Gyro Feather> SOooo then~ Shall I finally get around to making a mess of you?~ <3

14:04 < Chazori> whineee

14:07 < Gyro Feather> Gyro is gonna look soo silly with such a largebird in his belly :P

14:11 Gyro Feather approaches the pen where a rather large golden brown chocobo fount itself kept, waving papers in talon that said he was the new owner of the creature that stood more than double his own size. "Alright chazori, looks like you're now mine to do whatever I want with ya~" He coos softly, swishing his tail behind him.

14:40 Chazori blinks and plucks at her feed. Her headtwists over towards the gryphon, warbling and warking, perking at the papers in hand, "Oh...?"

14:45 Gyro Feather nods his head and then lifts the papers up for the rather large chocobo to examine them. Then, after a moment he spreads his bright blue wings and flutters up onto Chazori's back, getting situated upon the saddle that wrapped around onto her back.

15:06 < Chazori> ((Sorry. Lots of RL stuff going on. so very slow. x-x ))

15:07 Chazori rumbles and peers over the papers for a moment, head tilting this way and that before she rumbles, "I see... Very well, then..." She was then mounted and secured, settling in with the extra weight.

15:18 Gyro Feather pulls out a large falconry hood that he kept in a back on his back and stands up, leaning onto her neck. "Just stay still now dear~" He coos. Between his beak and his claws, he manages to manouver the large hood over her face and secure it upon her neck, casing her into darkness.

15:35 Chazori goes completely still as the hood goes on. Blinded and secured, the avian merely moves her head around at the noises that are being made about her, relaxing. She's perfectly calm, a breathing a nice, relaxing and calm pace that makes her shift slightly only to get comfortable.

15:40 Gyro Feather gives a couple soft chirps and then hops off of her body as she begins to calm down. He moves beneath her now and brings a talon up to play against her sensitive vent. "I wonder if gryphons and chocobos are compatible, do you chazori?" His movements become a little more aggressive as the digit pushes into the hole, running agianst the slippery flesh.

16:22 Chazori arches a bit and stiffens up, head tilting back as she feels that digit grinding up against her snatch, warbling softly, "Wh.. What are you doing...?" She says docilely and quietly, feathers fluffing up quite a bit.

19:44 < Gyro Feather> (Bah...sorry I passed out

19:45 < Chazori> ((Yer fine.))

19:46 Gyro Feather snickers softly at her question and then pushes just a little bit deeper, making sure to rub as much of that sensitive flesh as he can. He can feel her warm juices dripping down his scaled arm till it dampens his fur. "Oh you know, just trying to get you in the mood~ Why dont you go ahead and lower yourself so that I have easier access.

19:56 Chazori peers her head about and shakes about as those digits slip right ino her, squawking and tensing. Slowly, the chocobo lowers herself to the floor, ass up and tailfeathers fanned. She's literally utterly obedient to you when a hood is on. She slumps and gets comfortable, squawking out.

20:00 Gyro Feather stands up on his hinds and parts her tail feathers, brining his talons to rest down against her back. The gryphon's shaft throbbed beneath him as he steadily slides that pointed tip against the entrance to her cloaca. Bits of pre smears across the sensitive flesh as he coos, "There's a good bird, just keep it up~"

20:06 Chazori is utterly relaxed. She's at peace. She can just relax and enjoy. Something she hadn't been able to do in ages. Now, she rolls her hips slightly and tucks herself closer to the gryphon, squawking softly to him ad herself as that shaft rubs against her snatch, leaving that length saturated with the moisture that had built up there. http://i.imgur.com/xwrHH0w.png

20:10 Gyro Feather finally slides himself forward, pushing into the warm tunnel that lay before him and spreading it out wide as his thick shaft enters. He lets out a loud gasp and shudder, taking a moment to enjoy the warm sensation of the initial penetration before sliding deeper. One of his talons drops off her back to graze against where her own length should be, to give it a couple teasing squeezes.

20:10 < Gyro Feather> [sub]very lovely image~[/sub]

20:13 Chazori cooos out and remains under your grasp, chirping out and shaking her haunches a bit as that big dick slides along her silky, wet walls. The avian warbles and tils her head everywhich way, looking back atwhere Gyro was sliding into her vent, making her quiver and shudder hard, walls squeezuing and tensing in a perfect way to extract seed from a male. Her dick responds to the touch, oozing precum onto the ground as she moans out.

20:18 Gyro Feather has to take it slow for the first entry as the milking motions roll over his shaft, causing the thick pre to continue to well from the tip. Finally hte gryphon reaches his knot, and with a schlorp, forces that in as well, though it goes in well enough give that she's so much larger then him. His talon runs over her tip, denching it in the slimy fluid which he then uses to rub over the soft tip of the shaft. Textured scales reach out, providing an intense texture to the eager flesh.

20:22 Chazori kwehs likre a =proper- domesticated hen... Not a savage warking mongrel in the wild. The hood enforces this fact as those soft kweh's roll out of her beak as her dear friend works to fuck her, tunnel grabbing and squeezing about that length inside of her and refusing to let go. Thick precum squirts out of her cock as she drools from her beak, whimpering hard.

20:29 Gyro Feather finally pulls his hips back, letting the knot pop free with a with a loud wet noise, followed by the majority of his long pointed shaft. Then he thrusts forward once more, this time a little quicker as he grows accustomed to her insides, bringing with it a loud 'piaow~' intermingling with her kweh to form quite the mating song. Shortly after reaching the full length of his thrust he pulls back once more, slowly picking up speed with each attempt.

20:33 Chazori twitches as that knot splortches wetly as it leaves her needy slit. The female lowers her head and keeps docile, kwehs growing louder and more apparent as each thrust leaves her to clench up[ her talons. A noisy hiss leaves her as she allows herself to be mated and bred by her dear friend, talons scraping about as she keeps steady... The stud soon moving into a breeding pace, her fertile innards hungry for his load~

20:39 Gyro Feather interrupts his own cries with panting breaths as each thrust brings him just a little closer to his peak. His right talon clenches into her back, pulling at her feathers while his left one strokes up and down her own dripping member. He finally reaches a creshendo with one final thrust, pushing alll the way to the hilt. His balls slap up against the base of her shaft and his body quivers. The loudest cry yet comes from his beak as his knot inflates and thick ropey seed spurts forth from his tip, flooding the warm tunnel with his seed.

20:44 Chazori lowers her head as a sign of submitting to the maw mid-coitus. The chocobo kwehs turn more sharp and insistent as the male's talon digs into her feathers, her cock souttering unnder that touch, thickening before she cums in unison. Hot geysers of cum spray from her shaf, her pussy gushing all over the floor. Her body was filled with hot gryphon seed, her eggchamber and the cargo within saturated... Her precious cargo within~!

20:50 Gyro Feather soon finds his lower half dripping in her feminine juices as they well forth, spraying over his body. The gryphon's breath grows heavier as the rush of cum begins to subside, allowing him to driftin into a warm afterglow. Despite his knot being inflated, he still pulls himself back, and with some effort it tugs free of the much larger creature, allowing some of his seed to drizzle out onto the ground. He wanders up around to her face and then with his claw drenched in her seed, smears some of it up over her beak.

20:53 Chazori whimpers quietly as her body was fertilized by the gryphon, huffing and puffing on the floor. Her innards release ythat thick knotted dick and oozes forth fluids, head following your footsteps until he was in front of her, cum wiped off on her beak, leaving her to hang her head and kweh numerous times to acknowledge Gyro as her alpha.

21:01 Gyro Feather opens his beak and clicks the tip on top of hers, before snaking his tongue out for a quick lick. "You know my dear, you better lay that egg fast...because I'm thinking about just how lovely it'd be to lay one of my own...A nice thick brown one to stretch my tailhole wide, and well, that requires a whole log of material~" He coos, letting his hot fishy breath waft forward over her beak. The gryphon grins wide, imagining the sensation of having something so big squirming in his belly.

21:05 Chazori squawk... Squawks..? She lifts her head, head gaped as she whimpers, her body tensing up as she chirps softly. Indeed, her cargo was ready to be released and she lifts her rump up enough to warble as her abdomen applies pressure, a thick, heavy egg squeezing out of her eggchamber and into her tunnel. The female kwehs sharply and painfully as she clucks and chitters, She rotates enough to show off her gaping slit, egg, fertilized by you and clearly display pink and blue along it. The avian warbles as se continues to struggle and push, warbling out.

21:12 Gyro Feather finds his eyes gravitating to her now exposed slit and watches with some amazement as the large egg is steadily pushed free of tail, peaking out and growing wider till it finally eases out all the way, showing a glistening blue and pink speckled shell. "Eager to get inside me arent you?"~ He coos, rubbing a talon into her feathered crest. "Dont worry, I'll take real good care of your egg, and maybe I'll even name it chazori jr." The gryphon gives another long lick up her beak, ending with his tongue in her feathers, followed by him smacking his beak at her flavor.

21:16 Chazori shakes her head a lot more at your words. No. She didn't want to be inside the gryphon. She wanted to appease his desires. Th.. This isn't what she intended. She warbles even moreso, squirms, head tossing about as she tried to toss the hood off of her. Chazori, naturally, tastes amazing. Years of treating herself in the best ways make her look good and fast have allowed such an exotic flavoring to waft from her..

21:20 Gyro Feather smack his beak as he pulls away grinning as she tries to pull the hood off. "Just relax my dear, you're mine now remember? Listen to the hood, feel the warmth and the calm and know everything I'm doing is just right~" He coos, waiting for the magical head ornament's constant suggestions to invade her mind once more. At that point he steps forward and draws a claw underneath her chin, angling her face once more towards his beak, which he parts, opening as wide as he can.

21:24 Chazori is unable to resist. He was right... She just needed to relax... Is all. Good birds just relax...." She sighs out and allows her beak to be angled upwards... And right towards a soon gaping gryphon beak. She kwehs some more times as warmth washes across her crest, dick pulsing as she rubs her precious egg with her hind talons.

21:29 Gyro Feather slides his beak forward over her own as she calms down entirely, and before he even reaches the end of her beak, he can feel it pushing against the slimy flesh at the back of hsi throat, begging the entrance to open up. With a deliberate swallow the muscles of hsi gullet reach foward upon her beak and guide the tip down into the constricting passage way beyond as her face slips between his beak. Hot drool drips from the fleshy lining, oozing into her feathers and matting them down while the meaty smell of his previous preys is strong in her nares.

21:33 Chazori squawks a bit. Her heart races. Yet, the magic kicks in and she relaxes. She needs to be food. She needs to feed her mate. That's how this worked. She needed to be shit for him to drop her off in public. That was hat good birds did. And she's a good bird... She slid forward a bit, helping herself within, chirping out as she feeds drool dripping all over her head, nares filled with the scents that she'll soon emit as Gyro kills her~

21:39 Gyro Feather gulps again as he feels her pressing forward into his greedy gullet, seems she's feeding herself to him, and a good thing too, as the gryphon would require some assistance to stretch as much as he needed to. He then reaches the hood, and makes a face as the hard bitter leather slides across his tongue, but he knew it had to stay. Soon enough another gulp and his neck bulges out with her head as it steadily creeps down towards his belly.

21:42 Chazori chirps and wiggles all the moreso, pressing herself further and deeper, warbling out and twisting herself deeper. She made Gyro stretch around her as the large avian was forced forward, grinding her head all about, talons curled and stiff unlike the rest of her as Gyro moved her into his body, moaning out, cunt and cock cumming more than once as she's slipped down into her friend's body to fuel him and Ascend to becoming his shit~

21:47 Gyro Feather 's jaw creaks as her large form spreads it out wider still, until there's a pop as it dislocates entirely, allowing him to gape far enough that he'd able to accomidate her. HIs chest creeks as her head pushes into his crop, thought he muscle at hte end is loose, allowing her to progress on straight away. His beak tooth scrapes at her wings, dripping more of hte thick saliva into them. The sharp claws reach up underneath the bases, pushing her forward with eager haste while his greedy belly growls and gurgles ahead.

21:50 Chazori settles into a calm breathing pattern. The chocobo slides within, her body clearly making an outline to the outside world as she's drifted along within. Chazori rumbles and rubbed her head all about, passing through thatcrop as she's saturated with thick, slick drool and into his esophagus... Right towards his gut. Her body bloats out the smaller hybrid, wet splortches and glorps sounding out around her.

21:52 Gyro Feather purrs around her in a soft purr, enjoying the flavors that wash over his tongue and the pleasant movement down inside. The sound of his heartbeat thumps in her ears, so close it was, as does the labored noise of his lungs breathing, but most notable of all was the growling gurgles coming from just ahead. Her snout pushes into the next chamber adn she's instantly assaulted with the powerful stench of acidic bile whic stings at the formel's nasal passages as she breathes.

21:56 Chazori is vibrated around as Gyro purrrhs, leaving her quivering and wriggling about. as she's soothed by the heartbeat, easing down all the more into the gryph's form. Then, she sputters a tad at the scent that hits her. That's a nice smell. She needs the stuff that makes that smell to become a huge turd and fat on Gyro. Yes. She does....

22:01 Gyro Feather has only managed about a third of the bird so far, and already her face is sliding down into the murk inside his belly, causing the gut to swell out with her form. Still, even as his chest begins to grow over twice his size with her own breasts he keeps pushing forward. Her feathers tickle at the back of his throat, pulling off a thick layer of slime as he swallows. With quite a bit of effort and a lot of time, he feels himself begining to reach the thickest point of the bird, where her legs meet her belly. Already the pressure on his lungs is somewhat disconcerting, and he worries that she might be too much.

22:07 Chazori does what she can. Gyro needed help and she was worming and moving herself about to ensure that Gyro wouldn't lose her. She was, at the point when Gyro reached her hips, sensing that Gyro was becoming discontent or unsure. She shoved as best as she could guiding herself in to ensure he wouldn't stop, "Please... Don't cough me up... Please... I need to be shit and a pellet, Gyro... To show all my friends the new me you'll bird out your ass~" She struggles and continues to push herself in.

22:13 Gyro Feather cant much make out the words coming, muffled as they are by the streched layer of flesh around her head, though her additional push forces her past the point of return as his jaws begin to close up now, once past her meaty hips. It would be rather smooth sailing from here, at least on the beak side, but he could feel his belly growing heavy and streching beneath him, so much so that her curled form begins to contact the ground and lift him up off of it.

22:16 Chazori could feel herself starting to sag downwards, Gyro's belly... Was getting huge. And that was only barely half of her. She slumpbs, cramped within that death chamber as she wobbles about in that heavy, thick gut more and more. Elsewhere, her legs were bbeing pulled down inside, just some chicken-lehs sticking out~

22:23 Gyro Feather feels his stomach lurch some as the large bird is steadily made to disapear from the world. As her claws enter his beak, he digs his tongue over the centers of them, tasting the earthy flavor they carried and tickling over the sensitive pads. The gryphon gives a pained grown as his belly continuesto grow, stretching his flesh to its very limits. Tingling liquid begin to pool at the bottom of hsi belly, before getting splashed over her by the action of his muscles.

22:44 < Gyro Feather> (boop~)

22:44 < Chazori> ((had to make dinner x-x ))

22:45 < Gyro Feather> (ah righ ^^

22:45 < Chazori> ((Was getting a headache

22:45 < Gyro Feather> (Yeesh, I know how that goes.

22:48 Chazori was like a magic trick. A Slow, ardous one for the gryphon but... Chocobo was there. And then, she wasn't. Her body was being funneled down into that gut below, squawking as acids singe into her feathers, making her buck and droop about within all the more. Gyro's gut had various bulges and bumps around, clearly signialling the catbird had eaten someone... Much bigger than him.

22:53 Gyro Feather forces those talons into the back of his throat with a heavy glck and then traces the lump with a talon as they are squeezed down into his gurgling belly. Even as those arrive, he hasnt managed to get all of her down, and his belly seems not to want to stretch further in this case. The tips of her larges tail feathers stick from the edge of his beak, leaving the gryphon as he grins, looking just like the cat who swallowed the canary...or chocobo in this case. He could here her making noises within him while his claws massage at the rather large lumps that rather distinctly defined her shape.

23:20 Chazori continues to move herself about like the bellyslut she was deep at heart. The feathered critter murmured and pushed all the while she's eased down into that gut, tailfeathers flcking about at this point. Her form wobbles all the more within the bellychamber,wingarms pressing outwards as she feels the gryphon himself rubbing down on her... Soothing her further into a stupored statee.

23:36 Gyro Feather purrs softly around his meal as he finds himself enjoying the squirming going on inside of his belly. All the while his stomach began to produce the thick powerful slime that would forever unite the large bird in his belly...or at least parts of her, with the gryphon forever. However, his eyes begin to droop as his stomach steals much of the energy he needs to keep awake and directs it towards the lump in his gut. His heartbeat slows as does his breathing, though the rolling motions of the belly begin to pick up.

23:56 Chazori coos and continues 'struggle' within that belly of the engorged gryph, belly making plenty of movements on the outside. Chazori gorgles and gurgles from within, head pressing out here and there as the poor choocob was utterly cramped within. Still, she remains relaxed... Even if a parto f her brain was left screaming at what was happening.. It was imnpossible to focus on it, though.

00:02 Gyro Feather finally manages to succumb entirely to sleep now ashis belly gurgles around the poor bird in his belly. Even as he does htough, his stomach works mercilously upon her, kneading thick caustic slime into her form and causing her body to tingle as it works to strip the feathers from her flesh. Its hot in there too, so hot that its likely leaving her sweating adding furhter unpleasant scents ot the already unbearable air.

00:08 < Gyro Feather> [sub]I dont have too much longer btw...[/sub]

00:11 Chazori feels Gyrofall asleep. Sufggestions are given to her. She needs and should rest to... Just... Fall asleep... but.. her body... she was being... torn apart. Bits of her was being sloughed off by thick acidic slime, sweat beading from pores that were no being destroyed, flesh, muscles, sinew and the like all being exposed as she groans and shudders violently, eyes rolling back into her head that was still left blinded.

00:15 Gyro Feather snores loudly around the bird as she gurgles away in his stomach. Skin gives way to muscles, and muscles to bone, especially in the extermities in her wings and and legs where things were much thinner. Everything goes silent as the juices get into her ears, eating away the sensitive drums. The only blessing was that as her bod is eaten way, the hood that she wore begins to loosen, coming free to float around in the thickening liquid after she's far too damaged to put up a fight.

00:24 Chazori was snoring just like Gyro soon enough. And by snoring, she means stewing, slorping, glourping, gurgling and slopping about. She was starts to reduce to nothing but a mass of chocobo sludge food in your stomach. Of course, it wasn't without the initial bit of her being destroyed, eardrums rupturing, eyeballs bobbing, headgear loosening and leaving her vulnerable. She realizes at this point her folly as she gargles wetly, barely able to make a few coherent and clear thoughts about how she's going to DIE. And there's -nothing- she could do about it at all now.

00:28 Gyro Feather 's stomach constricts a little bit moreas he gives a loud belch that rumbles from his beak, carrying with it a couple soggy feathers that splatter upon his wiggling belly. There was not much left for his meal to do now except melt away under the constant onslaught of his gut. She'd find that her abdomin wall was weakening now, threatening to spill its contents out into the stomach.

00:37 Chazori was compressed and crushed, bones snapping and shattering before the her innards spill. Intestines both large and small slurp from the cavities created from the acids decimating her form. Internal organs spill into the slop, Chazori's beak gaped wide, eyes rolled back into her head as her left-over nberves twitch and sputter weakly. The chocobo is very, very dead.

00:37 < Gyro Feather> (Alright, time for me to pass out. I'll deal with the chocobo tomorrow~ Glad to finally get to eat ya

00:38 < Chazori> ((of course. I'm getting pretty exhausted meself Heeeh. ^^; ))

00:38 < Gyro Feather> ~~

00:38 < Gyro Feather> Your part is done at least :P

23:03 Gyro Feather bypasses the smaller stalls and even the ones made for him, for he knows his passenger will require something far bigger that he ought to be using. As he pushes his way into a stall made for dragonesses 2-3 times his size and then pulls himself up onto the rim. It takes a couple tries, and when he finally manages to make it, he nearly slips back upon the slippery surface into the deep bowl beyond. Half the bulge in his abdomin hangs off the front side of the bowl, leaving him off balance, but for the moment alright.

23:08 Gyro Feather finally lifts his tail up against his back and relaxes his dark fleshy pucker, allowing a loud wet fart to rip through the air, filling room with the putrid scent of meat long past its due date. Moments later, a thick brown log steadily extrudes into the light, invisible to him, but he can feel it, stretchign his tailhole incredibly wide. The smelly mass slowly eases out of his body as the gryphon breathes and grunts like he's giving birth, and then there's a splash as the first chunk breaks off, hittingthe water. His tailhole isnt even beginning to feel relief yet as more of the golden chocobo's remains continues to spurt forth. Steadily as the pile grows beneath him, his abdomin begins to shrink, making all sorts of awful growning noises. He stops about half an hour in, while his belly has shrunk by about the same and groans, clenching his eyes. His tailhole aches increidbly as he turns to look back at the large curled pile resting at the bottom of the porceline throne. THe smell is enough to kill, and he just about gags, but he knows he must press on. The logs are lumpy and yet without any recognizable features, not showing off who it was that the bird had ate.
Finally his break is passed and he squints his eyes shut, and tries to push more free, but it just doesnt come. He can feel it there, but its just stuck, leaving the burn groaning in frustration. Finally he realizes its no use and wraps a talon in toliet paper. He shoves that up his tailhole and begins to dig and pull, cutting through the blockage and tossing it with each plunge. He can feel his claws move through the sludge with slow resisted movements, resulting in the smelly mess applying an uncomfortable warmth to the digit. He must have gotten enough out as he feels something shifting in his gut. Removing his claw and flicking the tilet paper wrap, a liquidy wet mess spurts forth. It burns at his tailhole as it comes free, but it seems like his belly is emptying much quicker. The stench burns at hisnostrils, and afteranother fifteen minutes he finally feels discharged. His belly has shrunken quite a bit, htough a massive layer of pudge still hangs down off of it. "Ugh...good riddance, you stupid overgrown chicken..."

23:10 Gyro Feather lets out a sigh though and turns to face the mess. THe other bulge has not been taken care of, and he rather needed to discharge that as well. He looks down at the massive pile...which by all rights looked like it might weigh more than his own body weight. It glistened in the light too, especially with the layer of liquidy runs that dripped down the edges of the pile. He closes his eyes and tries not to stare. Instead he yanws his beak wide and concentrates on the large bulge in his crop. The muscles shift it around, steadily causing it to rise up towards his yawning beak. Each cough brings the painful lump just a little bit closer, until finally the first ofthe golden feathered mass begins to spread his maw out wide. As the large glistening lump slides free, shattered bones can be seen lining it. Every inch is a fight, especially as his beak widens out further. Black talons attached to white bones peaks forth as the evidence of the chocobo becomes all the more clear. The skull scratches at the back of his throat, and then finally he reaches the end of it. The large mass splats down onto the shit, showing the golden brown feathers and unmistakable skull of what could have only been chazori. He takes a couple heavy breaths, trying to work his jaw back into shape as he leans over the bowl.

23:11 Gyro Feather fins himself begining to slip against the slippery rim however, despite his flailing, the gryphon slides forward and tumbles forward inot the bowl. His wings flare, tyring to catch himself but there's not enough time, and he splats down, partially landing on top of the pellet, but far more of him sinks down into the stinking mass, coating his own feathers and fur in the foul brwon sludge that was his former prey. "Uhhhggg eeewwww...and just when I thought I was done with you, I'm going to be smelling like you for a week..." he grumbles. The warm mess presses against his skin, bathing half of him in the muck, and as he tries to push himself up, his arms only sink into it. It takes him a bit, but the bird finally gets free. Shuddering in disguest, he tracks the mud all the way to the showers, where he cleans himself off and hitails it out the back to his own shame, leaving the wallowedin mess for someone else to deal with.