High Stakes Poker

24 April 2017

22:26 < GyroFeather> (I still vote that w'ere a couple contestants in :P)

22:26 < Sanft> Er....

22:26 < Havok_Unigryph> Does that sound agreeable? As a general order?

22:26 < GyroFeather> (Makes for better bellies :B)

22:27 < Quazar> (Hm I kinda agree with GyroFeather)

22:27 < Quazar> (I have an idea, just wait for it.)

22:27 < Sanft> Gyro, message me when you guys figure it out

22:30 Quazar leads the other four into a large room, a solitary table in the middle. She looks up into the bright lights surrounding the stage they're walking onto. The cheers of the crowd blasting in her ears. She walks over to the chair dedicated for her, her belly already weighed down with the contestants she had beaten. Only now was the highest stakes, she sat down, looking at the other three, knowing that they wanted the million bit prize money as much as she did. Also knowing the consequences for not winning that money racing through their minds. She settles down in her chair, waiting patiently, with a claw on her slightly pudgy belly, for the unicorn dealer to start.

22:30 < Quazar> (how's that?)

22:31 < Havok_Unigryph> I find that good

22:32 < Havok_Unigryph> Is Sanft still interested?

22:32 < Quazar> (you should start doing commentary in () >.>)

22:33 < Sanft> (ehh, I guess.

22:35 < Havok_Unigryph> (( -ooc hugs Sanft?- ))

22:35 < Quazar> (GyroFeather have you seen this yet?)

22:35 < GyroFeather> (ye

22:36 < Sanft> (Are we gonna sort of time skip through some things, cause playing through enough hands to lose would get tedious)

22:36 < Quazar> (yes we are, I'm not going to deal with each hand -.-;)

22:37 GyroFeather trots on in behind Quazar with his own belly sagging with the other pony he'd managed to eat. The gryphon gives a wave to the crowd, grinning before taking his seat at the table opposite his closest compitition. He shoots a glare over at the hippogryph, though he keeps the rest of his beak cool calm and collected, just what gryphon beaks were so good at. He jingles his hips intensly before casting a glance to the other two contestants. They'd all be in his belly soon enough, one way or another.

22:40 < Sanft> (I'll wait for havok to post

22:42 Havok_Unigryph has been, less fortunate getting to the final table, owing more to a few well played good hands and being fairly conserative. He'd just taken out a gryphen to get here, who was delicious and wiggly and sooo fun going down, but even as he grin at his coming competiion, he was at a smaller stack, but still enthused about the whole thing, and bowing to his own cheers to the crowd, before sitting in his chair and cracking his talons.

22:44 Sanft was probably the least weighed down and the least enthused about being here, not exactly that huge of a fan of being eaten, or eating for that matter and had mostly made her way through by letting the other people pick themselves off until there was just two, however that also left her in tight situations and she had a feeling that wouldn't work fo r her too well this time. She made her way to the table, sitting down with a basic frown as she more or less ignored the others and their bellies.

22:47 < Havok_Unigryph> ((poor Sanft))

22:49 Quazar listened only half heartedly as the annoucer started his speech about the 3rd annual Texas Hold 'Em (Forevore) challenge. SHe was much more interested in the other three, glancing around she noticed the very cocky GyroFeather who was glaring at her. She knew he would be good to knock out quickly. The other two weren't as ready, the dark blue pony almost looking sick as she sat down next to her. Perking up as the annoucer ended his speech the dealer immediately started dealing, the cards flashing towards them and stopping neatly in front as the practiced magic gave them their cards.

22:54 GyroFeather takes his cards and looks at them. Hmm..a five and six..not too bad, but not the greatest either. He glances around, taking care to keep his beak from showing any signs of his knowledge. It was his time to start the round though, and then calls the bet. No sense in raising this early. He figured the little dragony was just about done, and maybe even this round she would get a little too cocky and disapear...preferably into his belly.

22:58 Havok_Unigryph doesn't nearly seems as arrogant as Gyro, more interested to be here, and definitely happy with the lasy gryph in his belly. He's peering around, looking at all parties with a mischevious grin. He flips his cards in his talon, a quick peak, 9H, JH, and then lowers them. "Why the long face, you made the last table." He looks to Sanft

22:59 < Quazar> (am I eating the first one?)

23:00 Sanft ignored the comment, looking at her own cards, but maintaining her frown. They seemed pretty decent so far so she might as well stick with it for this round. Besides, sometimes you get lucky, or not so lucky. The river would tell her enough about that to see if she should back out or not.

23:00 < GyroFeather> (Nah uni wanted it Quazar

23:00 < Havok_Unigryph> ((I thought I would get Sanft, Gyro me, you Gyro?))

23:00 < Quazar> (ah ok)

23:03 Quazar peers at her cards, a 4 and a 8 neither of them the same suit. She glanced around quickly, looking for any excited faces as she calls. She figured this hand would be mostly for fleshing the others out. She was not really that excited to go up against the sneering griffin, but was willing to wait out the others to see how far he was going to go.

23:04 < -> Starburn is now known as Starzie

23:04 < Sanft> (Let's say I have a Jack Ace so I can think I'mma hit a straight and trap out

23:04 < GyroFeather> (Sure ^^

23:05 < Havok_Unigryph> ((Hit the straight and I hit the flush?))

23:06 < Sanft> (Uh, sure

23:08 GyroFeather calls and watches the river come out KH, QH, and 10H. His heart sinks a bit. Well shit...thats not even worth calling, he thinks to himself. The bird refuses to raise any, and intends to fold as soon as the bets are made. Someone here certainly has a straight or a flush. He clenches his beak and then taps his claw on the table, check.

23:09 < Quazar> ( you just gave Havok a straight flush)

23:09 < GyroFeather> (That was the plan iirc

23:09 < Quazar> (lol ok)

23:10 < GyroFeather> (nearly a royal one :P)

23:10 < Quazar> (really close yeah lol)

23:13 < Havok_Unigryph> Ever chatty, Havok checks his cards again, then idly tosses a minimum raise . "So, have you all had a good tourny so far, it's been great for me, the last gryphon hen I ate, she was really fun, made the most delightful squawks gowing down, and her paws were fun to tickle hanging out my though." Slow play it, try and draw someone in.

23:14 < GyroFeather> (By the way, I htink I cna be skipped at this point)

23:15 < Quazar> (I'm about to fold as well so you can skip me after this, until Sanft takes the plunge)

23:16 Sanft gritted her teeth a little as he continued to talk, clearly not really enjoying his type of 'small talk' as she continued to play. She did, however, like the river that was dealt for them, though she showed no emotion besides irritation. She merely stared at the center of the table as she waited for the rest to be played, though she did call a de cent amount.

23:19 Quazar allows herself a frown, shoving her cards away and leaning back in her chair. There was no point in continuing this hand unless she wanted to end up as dinner for one of the other three. She sits silently only glancing a little at Havok as he teased the others. She had no real reaction to this, she had met others in the tournement that had the same attitude and she had shown them where that got them.

23:24 < ZeroItamae> :3

23:24 < ZeroItamae> (Whoops, wrong channel!)

23:25 Havok_Unigryph calls, and the dealer burns one, and on the turn the 10D. He mulls over this for a moment, and takes a rough eye at the pot, and makes a bet of equal size. "Well, this can go plenty of places, I'm sure you have a hand still being here. Nothing worth talking about." Well, this was less fun, no one was engaging

23:29 < Sanft> (gyro, you postin

23:29 < GyroFeather> (Nope! I already was folding)

23:29 Sanft wasn't one for talk anyways, and instead spoke with her actions as she raised him and leans back as she stared at him. If anything she just wanted to shut this little pup up as his type of cocky was definitely more annoying then Gyro's.

23:30 Havok_Unigryph glowers. "Spoilsport." He calls the raise.

23:32 < Quazar> (one of yall need to go all in so Havok can eat Sanft)

23:32 < Havok_Unigryph> ((Still one more card to come you, figure that's when all in would happen))

23:33 < GyroFeather> (You shoulda dealt it Havok_Unigryph

23:33 < Havok_Unigryph> ((Want me to, or would you rather Sanft?))

23:38 Sanft frowned, waiting for the final card before smirking as she pushed the last of her chips into the center as the card was merely a 2, meaning it'd more then likely be useless for him and made her goal all that much better.

23:39 < Quazar> (Sanft has a bad poker face so she'll be a poker belly :3)

23:40 Havok_Unigryph doesn't have long to pout at Sanft for her total lack of playfulness about this, when the final card comes. The all in is matched as soon as it is pushed in, the unigryph flipping his cards and licking his beak. "Straight-Flush."

23:45 Sanft could only stare in shock as she saw what his hand held, not even wanting to show her hand as her smile quickly faded. She especially hated it because that meant this cocky bird would just get more cocky from this victory.

23:48 Havok_Unigryph does get cocky, the thump of a horsecock hitting the underside of the table, but, at least try to be a gentlebird. "Head first or hooves first then?" Not that he wasn't obviously pleased with himself.

23:49 Sanft gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes. "Head..." She muttered, wanting to get this over with as soon as she could. And besides, at least she'd be out of this nightmare now.

23:49 GyroFeather breaks into a laugh and leans back in his chair,shaking his head at the outcome. "Oh boy was that a close one. Shame you're going to get that cute little thing though. I imagine that long tail is going to feel sooo good going down your throat~"He coos, finally showing something other than arrogance.

23:50 < Sanft> *Immediately flips him off*

23:50 < Sanft> (x3

23:51 Quazar snorts a little, but refraining to say anything as she watches the pony admit defeat. All she thought was one down two to go.

23:53 Havok_Unigryph grins, licking his beak as he hops on the table, showing off just how /cocky/ he was. This definitely was the fun part, and he prances across the table to the mare, and starts to nibble her ears. "Any last requests?"

23:58 Sanft flinches away from him as she grunts a bit, glaring slightly at him at the question. "That you stop being such a cocky fucker." She growled at him as she resisted the urge to run away. She knew she'd get caught if she did

00:02 Havok_Unigryph blehs, least fun prey of the tournament. Well, ge grabs a hold of her, "Nice to have met you." And then, he sits, haunches on the table, grabs the mare, cocks back his head, opens his beak WIDE, lifts the mare, and head first into his beaky maw, head back so gravity helps pull poor Sanft in.

00:05 Sanft grunted a little as she was held by the bird, glaring at him for a moment before that bit of fear finally hit her as she found herself gazing deep into that dark maw. She started to squirm in his grip while her head was sunk down into her maw. She closed her eyes, grunting a bit as she didn't quite enjoy the feeling

00:11 Havok_Unigryph takes a bit of time to make a show of it, closing his beak just enough to trap the dracony has she gets her to her shoulders in his beak. He just holds her in place, showing off his latest trophy to the crowd. A moment later, he starts to pull her in deeper, deeper into his throat, and towards his waiting crop, where she can be stored while his gizard finishes his last victim.

00:15 Sanft growled a little as she felt him actually hold her there, thinking he better be glad he had her forelegs trapped or she'd give him a good knock in the face for showing her off like that before he finally started to pull her more into him. She groaned a little as she was forced to curl up in his crop.

00:20 Havok_Unigryph snickers, oh, a growl, that was at leask something, he stops again, a long pause as she was half way down, letting his beak dig into her back as he grabs that long, draconic tail, and lifts it. His now, since she was his food, he stops standing and does a slow twirl on top of the table, showing off Sanfts hindquarters to the crowd before he sits down and resumes pulling down his scaley prey.

00:27 Sanft growled a bit more as she started to squirm and struggle inside of him, hating him more and more as he decided to taunt her with drawing out her eventual demise, especially in such a unfavorable way. She tucked her tail, keeping her tail hidden from the others.

00:35 Havok_Unigryph makes his way back to his seat, pushing on the mare's butt to help force her down his throat and into his crop where she would be held tight for her eventuall turn in his gizzard (or as fate may call out, Digested by Quazar)

00:40 Quazar watched Havok_Unigryph consume his fellow contestant with a little more than a smirk on her face, even laughing outright when the gryph lifted her tail, showing off the glistening marehood. "Enjoyed that didn't you?" she said coolly as he took his seat again, she nodded at the dealer, signaling that she was ready for another hand, barely even registering the roars of the crowd as Sanft was eaten swiftly.

00:42 GyroFeather offers Havok_Unigryph a smirk as he watches the tail disapear down that gullet. "Yo're looking a might bit full there mate. You might as well face it that you have to lose. You're not going to choke any more of us down." The bird takes a seat back down at the table and examines his chips.

00:42 < GyroFeather> (Once havok responds I've got a post typed up)

00:42 < Quazar> (cool, I'll wait for you then)

00:45 Havok_Unigryph shrugs. "Heh, I have had plenty of good prey so far, and one of us has to lose. I vote her next though." He smirks at the quartergrpyh hen.

00:46 GyroFeather plays a couple rounds back and forth with the two remaining hippogryphs, and the only clear trend is that the Havok_Unigryph seems to be losing his shirt over there. About 10 rounds go by, and he pulls a pair of twos. Hmm not too shabby, he thinks. The gryphon then raises it just a little bit and lets the rest go around the table, waiting to see exactly what would go on. As always, his eyes drift to the large bulge in havoks crop, thinking about just how it was a good thing that he was going to go out. Not like he'd fit any more anyways.

00:48 < Quazar> (thanks to Sanft for playing :3)

00:49 Havok_Unigryph isn't liking this, at all, and has started to play conservative for a bit after a run of bad hands, but then, pocket kings. "You know, if you want to join her in there you should probably start throwing a few hands." He calls the raise

00:49 < Quazar> (um you realize that I'm going to have to give GyroFeather the win right?)

00:50 < Havok_Unigryph> ((Yes))

00:50 < Quazar> (mk XD pocket kings are hard to beat lol)

00:50 < Havok_Unigryph> ((4 Dueces beats K over 2s full hous))

00:52 Quazar continues to play safe, wanting to be in the last two before really starting to push for the win. She has a couple good hands but nothing amazing as the game continues. As the hands continue she gets a jack high with a 5 of spades. Scoffing at her bad luck she doesn't even wait for the river to fold. Shrugging internally as the river comes with a 2 10 and a 7 .

00:54 Havok_Unigryph doesn't see much usefull for anyone in that, and pushes in with a quarter of his chips. "Either of you have a favourite snack this tournament?"

00:56 GyroFeather glances over the river...but is not terribly sure that he quite likes what he sees. The gryphon isnt about to drop out yet though. He calls Havok_Unigryph with his three of a kind and then glances over at him to lick his beak. "Yep, I think that favorite snack is yet to come. You my tasty little hybrid," the gryphon growls, finally rising to answer Quazar. With that the next card flips and out comes a king...how rubbish.

00:57 < Quazar> (you didn't answer me!)

00:57 < GyroFeather> (answer you?

00:57 < Quazar> ("finally rising to answer Quazar.")

00:57 < Quazar> (that wasn't me X3)

00:57 < GyroFeather> (bah fuck yep >.<

00:58 < Quazar> (lol you're fine)

01:01 Havok_Unigryph grins at the growly gryphs confidence, him, eat him, with this hand, particularly when that king comes out. "You think so, why don't you try it, all in." We'll see who can out cocky bird who, as he pushes his chip pile in with a flourish

01:03 GyroFeather hesitates for a moment as Havok_Unigryph pushes his chips in and tries to weigh his odds. That cocky little fucker is totally trying to bluff him he decides. THere's nothing on the table for him to get at. He's totally trying to just get back in. WIth a snort, the gryphon matches the other's call, though it winds out to only a quarter of his own pot. "Well then, you're all in...cards out," he says with a grin, dropping his pair of twos striaight out.

01:08 Havok_Unigryph grins back, he was so about to double up. Tripple 2s, he had tripples of his own, and they were sooo much better than twos. "Looks like you aren't getting your favourite snack" he taunts as he lays down his three kings. "My favourite, definitely the gryph hen at the end of the last table,after I had my way with her her tail was hiked all the way down. And, she's almost out of my gizzard by now."

01:14 GyroFeather clenches his beak, looking a little disheartened at the revelation of the king. He gives a little chuckle at that and shakes his head. "Well, maybe not just quite yet...but...perhaps in a bit then..." At that point the dealer flips over the card...and there's that fourth two. His expression then shifts, from one of disapointment to excitement as he turns a greedy look over towards the other hippogryph. "Or maybe I do get it right now. I think hte pony in my belly is half gone...though I'm sure you'll get rather close~"

01:16 < Quazar> (we're having a lot of very unlikely hands right now lol)

01:17 < GyroFeather> (Indeed :P)

01:17 < Havok_Unigryph> ((More suspsense that way!))

01:19 Havok_Unigryph goes from beaming to dejected at the flip of one card. "Well, guess I am too full for another meal." He pouts, looking ovre at Quazar. "And you would have been the best meal of the entire tournament."

01:21 GyroFeather snorts at Havok_Unigryph, and shakes his head as he comes to stand over her. "Nope, the best meal will certainly be you. At least it'll finally shut your yapper for good," the gryphon growls and then leans down to drag his long slippery tongue over the other's face, before bringing it up to the horn to suck upon it. "Mmm, magic," he mumbels upon it."

01:26 Havok_Unigryph hmphs, his horn coming to light with a light spell, might as well let him have the magic he wants. "Yeah yeah." He's dejected definitely. "Damn, almost." He's still more focues on Qauzar as the other colourful bird takes his sweet time. "At least a gryphon's going to win, can you imagine if it was a full blood pony winning a vore tournament." Shutting up, not something he;s good at, even as his soon to be predator hornlates him.

01:27 < Quazar> (I'm going to pass out but I'll read in the morning GyroFeather, I'll nom you tomorrow :3)

01:27 < BurpyHooves> (Later Quazar)

01:27 < GyroFeather> (Honestly this is not a bad place for me to stop...its half an hour past sleep )

01:28 < Havok_Unigryph> Allright, I'll try to be available on the morrow

22:58 GyroFeather opens his beak a little bit wider now and slides his gullet down around the horn, till it tickles at the back of his throat. He lets out a soft murr at the flavores that run over his tongue, soaking into havok's feathers with hot smelly drool. He gulps, drawing him in further til his beak crests down below the other's eyes, leaving him looking at the slippery pink flesh in the dim shadow of his horn's light.

23:03 Havok_Unigryph gives a cluck, more annoyed than anything else. "I really wanted that quartergryph." He protests, as he suddenlly just has the view of the inside of a beaky mouth. He Supposes this can't be that bad though, having been on the giving end of this more than a coule times, best he can do is just deal with it. "Stupid two."

23:08 GyroFeather 's hot meaty breath rolls down over Havok_Unigryph's beak forcing him to breath in the scents of whatever had gone before him down this throat. Gyro wraps him up in his claws, pulling him against his belly which squishes and sloshes like a waterballoon aainst him. A couple more swallows and havok's head turns down into his throat, leaving a large bulge and sealing the beak form the tight constriction. Inside the tight tunnel its even harder to see as most of the light is caught before him.

23:16 Havok_Unigryph would sigh, if his beak was not constrained shut by the tight muscles of the colourful gryph. Yep, not much to do at this point, though the soft feathers and belly of his predator are quite comfortable, and he rubs against them, while his talons are still free the gryphon gets talons softly stroking his feathers, he couldn't return the favour to his prey, but might as well give his predator some attention, and they were nice feathers.

23:16 Quazar watches the griffin eating the Unigryph, leaning back in her chair. She takes several deep breaths calming herself a little. She was in the final two but that griff is a very good poker player. She could see how well he had played that hand and she thought that he deserved this meal, but determined to make it his last.

23:22 GyroFeather did not even cast Quazar a second glance as he continues to focus on his meal instead. The nice pleasant rubbings upon his belly draw out a pleased purr that vibrates everything contained in him. Hot drool beads and runs down the feathers, dripping onto Havok_Unigryph's chest, while wet glck accompanies a rolling contraction to pull himdeeper still. As his head pushes into the bird's crop, he can feel the ominous gurgles far ahead and the quick thumping of gyro's heart.

23:30 Havok_Unigryph at least has room to open his beak again, not that the hot, stale air of the more pliable crop offers much improvement. He clucks, for lack of anthing more contructive to do, and starts to wiggle and gyrate his body, not struggling per se, its not enough effort for that, his face well sealed, but he feels compelled to some form of action. Just waiting and not doing anything was boring, might as well wiggle and peddle his legs and flip his tail, give the audience something to watch, tail twiching in time with the heartbeat of his predator

23:35 GyroFeather feels his beak begining to strain as he reaches his beak past Havok_Unigryph's best and down towards his belly where the crop was hard at work smashign teh other pony to pulp. The grinding sensation and cracking of bones can be felt by the tongue through havok's thick skin, making the gryphon sort of shudder at the idea of what would have happend to him in there. The hippogryph's arms ae pinnedto his sides, while the abck of the crop begins to open, allowing his body to steadily begin to push beyond into the second gullet and towards his belly.

23:49 Havok_Unigryph squawks not that much can be heard from outside the other gryph, the squawk basically for his own benefit. and with his forelegs trapped, his hindlegs in the air now not much left to do but wiggle and peddle his legs, tail hiked to show his rump off to the crowd while he waits to dissapear. Damn, he's getting eaten just as the Dracony was making her way through, he would have been ready for that quartergryph soon.

23:55 < -> SqueakyBat is now known as Sable

23:55 GyroFeather could hear the cries from deep inside hsi crop, though he knew that none fo the rest of the croud could. His beak strains hard around the first bulge, while he digs his claws into the unigryph's body, trying to shove him deeper inside. The gryphon twists his head, back and forth, making steady progress as the thick mid section bulges out in his gullet. Meanwhile he can feel havok's beak shifting deeper, out of the fleshy pink crop and towards the smellier chamber beyond. He'd find his snout pushing right up against the sphincter to his final resting place soon enough.

00:02 Havok_Unigryph yelps at the claws. He was cooperating, why the claws?! He lets out a protesting cluck at that, and the wiggling instead of being aimless trying to take him further in. Might as well hurry up and get down into the bird's gullet if he was going to claw him up in the process.

00:09 GyroFeather found that while Havok_Unigryph may have been cooperating, his body certainly was not and was instaed mkaing it much more difficult to get him down, with the large bulge. Still, finally the first more solid one slips in, and then the second softer one slips in a little easeri still. His hot breath wafts down over the shaft, tickling the senstive sheath as it steadiy approaches his beak. Down inside he could feel Havok_Unigryph pressing into his stomach, where he's instantly assualted with the rancid scent of digesting meat that was still very much in process. THe liquid inside is chunky and oily, seeming to stick to his beak and feathers almost like mud.

00:18 Havok_Unigryph gags when the scent of meat hits him. Yep, this was definitely more fun on the other end of the equation. He does subcontiously hump his hips as he hot breath washes over his sheath, but ick, all the gunk on his feathers. Better get used to that, since that's his lot now.

00:26 GyroFeather 's gut is rather filled to the brim with the sloppy mess of half digested pony, and as he pushes further inside, he's forced to contend with the muck getting all over him, reaching down to the roots of his feathers and sliding against his flesh. As he presses in he can feel the half stripped bones, scraping up against his body,a nd should his horn be lit, he'd be greeted to a stomach churning scene. As the tip of the shaft pushes into his mouth the bird pauses, letting his tongue rove over the flesh as it is forced against him with weak thrusts.

00:31 Havok_Unigryph definitely elects not to turn on the light, he could feel it enough thank you very much, and trapped still half in Gyro's throat as the bird paused to play with his food (frickin' karma) he could't even efective squirm, just feebly hump as just his legs were left sticking out Gyro's mouth.

00:35 GyroFeather shows off the tiercel to the croud, doing a quick twirl while his tongue continues to twist and curl around the member, working it up into a thick throbbing mess. He purrs gently around it, adding the the growling squelching noises of his belly as it squeezes and works on his meal. At the top of his stomach, at least, there's a bubble of air, that while unpleasant to breathe, certainly seemed sustaining enough.

00:46 Havok_Unigryph hmphs in the stale air, now, with the more distraction at least as Gryro defintely was giving him a tongue job. He definitely humps the best he can at that, which is of course limited because bird-throat, but the horse-cock's horsecock is definitely plently erect as he gets his last entertainment while his head dangles in the air pocket of the bird's stomach.

00:49 GyroFeather can taste the bead of pre begining to form on the tip of the throbbing shaft, and then takes a talon up to havok's rump. After making sure to soak a digit into his own drool he plunges it between the sphincter, massaging at the prosate. The lapping picks up in speed as the bumpy muscle rolls on over the sensitive tip.

00:55 Havok_Unigryph is not really in any position to object, but the player just doesn't know what do with anything of or related to anal, so instead he gives more enthused humps as much as he can at least, since he's still quite bound. However, between the tongue and what meager humps he can manage, and just the fact he was a dumb, horny bird he does cum, thick heavy ropes of spunky spraying over the meal and into Gyro's mouth.

01:04 GyroFeather grins wider as he feels the first hop ropey spurts of hte other bird reaching his peak and curls his tongue up between hsi cheeks and pushes him backward into the gullet. Gyro's beak darts up and forward several times, steadily envloping the horse half till it vanishes completly behind his beak. He traces the descent of the bulge downinto his crop, where the unigryphon would be half trapped, as his already massive belly held the front two thirds of his meal, while the rest, including the remains of the gryphon Havok_Unigryph had eaten remained curled firmly in his crop.

01:06 Havok_Unigryph at least got to cum once last time before digested. Well, it's as good a cosulation prize as any. ~Fin

01:09 GyroFeather grins down at the squirming bulge in his belly and gives it a couple taps. "you're going to be fun coughing back up, you, that other pony, those two you ate, and..." he turns his attention over to Quazar, licking his beak, "you too, are all going to make the largest lump of fur and bones I've ever had to deal wtih." The gryphon lets out a massive belch, purging hte last of the air from his stomach and forching Havok_Unigryph beneath the liquid right about whent he tingling on his face began. Gyro tehn makes his way back over to his seat and flops down upon it, feeling it shudder and grown with teh wight of over five ponies.

01:09 < Quazar> (want to continue GyroFeather?)

01:10 < GyroFeather> (at least for a bit I suppose. I ought not to, but w/e :P

01:10 < Quazar> (we can continue tomorrow)

01:10 < Quazar> (it's cool)

01:10 < GyroFeather> (Nah...I want to :P

01:11 < GyroFeather> (Plus an art stream I'm watching is still going

01:14 Quazar raises an eyebrow at GyroFeather, "I hope you enjoyed that, since you know... Last meal and all" she says coolly. She settles in her chair again, not showing her inward feeling of nervousness. She nods at the dealer again, knowing that the next rounds could very well be her last.

01:17 GyroFeather snorts at the hippogryph and leans back in his chair, feeling it creek loudly beneath him. "No, I think I've got one more meal left at least, and I'm going to use ou and make you my little bitch before I send you down to melt away~" The gryphon responds with a smug air of confidence. Obviously his large belly was staring to go to his head. He then turns to the dealer as well.

01:18 < GyroFeather> (Probably respond, imply a handful of hands. Myabe relitively even back and forth)

01:19 < Quazar> (So I'm going to do something that I didn't say really happened in the rules but I want to actually have happen)

01:21 Quazar smirks, reading her cards and throwing a retort back "Right, and once I own your ass you'll be licking me clean before taking the dive." she says, throwing a couple of chips into the middle.

01:21 < Quazar> (I'm making it sound as if the winner literally owns the loser like body and all)

01:23 < GyroFeather> (I had figured that they were allowed to have some fun :P)

01:24 GyroFeather giggles at that and sticks his tongue on out of his beak. "Oh dont you worry, I'll besure to lick you clean, my tongue will be alllllll over you~" He coos, looking at his own cards. THey're sure to play a couple rounds back and forth wihtout either of them making too much progress.

01:24 < Quazar> (signing over your body is hot)

01:26 < Havok_Unigryph> (Quazar is hot, this story in general is hot)

01:28 Quazar finishes a fifth round with him, their piles relatively even as she continues to play safely. Gaining some and losing some she tries to work out how the griffin reacts to his hands. She eventually pulls a jack and a king both of hearts, inwardly smiling she shoots another quip at GyroFeather, "I hope you sleep well tonight, I know just the place for such a big headed griffin."

01:34 GyroFeather nods his head at Quazar and then grins at her comment, simultaneously looking at his cards. Queen of hearts and jack of spades. "Huh..is that place on my bed surrounding a cute little hippogryph and with a bag of one million bits?" He asks, wiggling his tail back and forth.

01:34 < Quazar> (goddamnit you fucked up my royal flush)

01:34 < GyroFeather> (:P

01:35 < Quazar> (Now I'm going to fuck with you by making you lose to a king pair so there)

01:35 < Quazar> (you can have the queen pair though)

01:36 < GyroFeather> (Here I was thinking both ending up w/ basically the same straight :P

01:36 < GyroFeather> (With a kingi high

01:36 < Havok_Unigryph> ((Straight on the board, but Quazar has the king))

01:37 Quazar laughs loudly, at the same time throwing in a handful of chips. "Oh I don't think you'll be going back to your bed anytime soon." she says, her own fluffy tail flared out behind her.

01:39 GyroFeather matches her bet and raises her some with that, just to keep the hippogryphon on edge as he shifts in his seat. Truth be told he was not quite sure how he'd manage to get an additional pony down, but he was sure to manage. "You're right,my own bed will probably break once I add your fat flank to me."

01:41 Quazar calls with a gleam in her eye. "Oh I think it'll be getting much fatter" she says, waiting for him to just break down and fold the hand.

01:45 GyroFeather shakes his headand lets out another loud belch. The dealer begins to flip out the next set of cards, a 9h, 10c, and Qd. He clenches his jaw. Soooo close, and yet not quite there, but there were two more cards to flip. He's feeling luckin and raises a fair amount. "Uh huh...only because I"ll be turning it into fat."

01:49 Quazar doesn't react as she sees her straight, just allowing the griff to throw another teasing comment her way. "Yeah sure whatever you say birdy" she says, not raising but just calling his large bet. Their piles were now dwindling with the massive pot in between them, whoever wins this hand would most likely win the entire tournement.

01:52 GyroFeather watches the dealer as they flip out the next card. An 8d...bingo that'll give him waht he needs. Still...he couldnt be sure that it was go time...the counter had both their pots even down to the bit. He raises a little more, leaving about half his pot out there.

01:53 < Quazar> (sec checking something with phones)

01:53 < GyroFeather> (I reccmend the other jack coming out...that ought to give both of them lots of confidence.

01:55 < Havok_Unigryph> Actually, the Jack would give Quazar's hand away, if you raise to a straight on the board that means you have something off the top end

01:55 < GyroFeather> oh right ya

01:56 < GyroFeather> forgot that :P

01:56 < GyroFeather> I was thinking odds....and forgetting that completed the straight

01:57 < Havok_Unigryph> Of course, if you want to go out like an idiot, that's a perfect play

01:57 < Quazar> (I'll throw out a 2)

02:01 Quazar calls easily, her confidence rising with every card coming out. She had a small suspicion that GyroFeather was on his own straight, but she was positive that she hd the better hand. She looked right into his eyes and smiled at him, licking her lips and wiggling her eyebrows at him. She was trying to push him hinto something that would be a bad idea for him and a very good meal for her. She barely even noticed the dealer throwing out the last card, a 2 of spades. Nothing that would mess up her amazing hand.

02:04 GyroFeather clenches his beak as the next two came out. There was nothing on that table besides that apparent straight...still... Quazar had stayed out that long...they'd probably bounce if anything at this point. The gyrphon gives a shrug and taps his call, passing without raising at all. THere was a lot of moeny on the table...and perhaps she'd be happy with that." He then turns to Quazar to watch.

02:07 Quazar calls out to the crowd, "should we make this more interesting?!" Listening to the responding roar from the crowd she looks at gyro again. "Well they want to see it so here goes nothing" and she pushes her entire pile of chips into the center, cascading with the clicking that signaled a little less than half a million bits being put up for grabs.

02:09 GyroFeather feels himself begining to sweat a bit beneath his feathers as she raises him. Was she bluffing? or maybe she just hada striaght that would bounce. EIther way, he knew that he could /not/ afford to give up that pot. That would be a surefire way for him to lose. With a grimace the gryphon pushes the rest of his chisp into the center and then locks eyes with her. "Alright, flip it over, we bounce dont we," he groans, showing his own hand.

02:10 < Havok_Unigryph> -One pony in the crowd calls 'lift up your tail'-

02:11 < Quazar> (bounce?)

02:11 < Havok_Unigryph> (be less good than his straight)

02:11 < Quazar> (what)

02:11 < GyroFeather> (no bounce means that we have the same

02:11 < Quazar> (oh lol OK)

02:12 < Havok_Unigryph> ((Ah, right, therefor you would just split the pot and be back where you started))

02:12 < GyroFeather> ((mmmmhmmm

02:13 < Quazar> (only thing I'm splitting is my legs for his beak)

02:16 Quazar conceals her sheer happiness as she sees his hand, she won. She can't even believe it for a moment as she decides in the moment, she flips over her jack, her head hanging low. Then slowly locking eyes with the cocky griffin who could have very well been her resting place she flips over her king. "I'm afraid the only bouncing you'll be doing is in my gut." She says, a wide grin spreading across her face

02:18 < -> Havok_Unigryph is now known as zZz_Havok_Unigryph

02:19 GyroFeather smirks as he watches her flip her jack and hang her head and then when he sees that king his blood runs cold and he lets out a loud gasp, freezing up in his spot. He...he lost? but then...the gryphon gulps and squeezes back in his chair with a frown upon his beak. There was no way out of it either and he knew that. His feathers stand on end as he looks over at her and then turns around, looking at the roaring crowd while his tail remains tucked between his legs. "But...but..but..."

02:25 Quazar laughs more out of relief than anything, then to him "Exactly 'butt' that's where you're going!" she says standing up and allowing the table to be taken away. The crowd wanted to see in full glory what was about to happen of course. She reached up and grabbed him, pulling him off his chair and onto the floor with a thump. "Now my lovely pudgy snack, you have a choice. You will be taking the dive into my belly no matter what, but will you choose to pleasure me before you take your place as my dinner?"

02:26 < GyroFeather> (I probably ought to sleep now though >.<

02:26 < Quazar> (lol mk no worries)

23:32 GyroFeather collapses forward as Quazar grabs him, causing him to rest on his massive belly full of at least 4 different meals each in various stages of digestion. Havok's form hadnt even began to soften beneath him as he's resting on his gut, letting out a loud whine. His head rest down between her forelegs as he stares up at the mare. "W-what? You chated...I know you did," he accuses, though even he didnt really believe it. How was he though, now going to end up in her belly along with the bulges that rested upon his face. He could hear her gurgling stomach as it works to melt down her meals.

23:40 < GyroFeather> *cheated

23:43 Quazar laughs right in his face her breath washing over his beak. "You know damn well that it's impossible to cheat here." She sneers at him, the only thing she liked less than a loser was one who wouldn't accept their place when they lost, namely her fat flanks. She licks his face, murring happily at the texture of his feathers. "You still have a choice my little bird"

23:48 GyroFeather wrinkles his face as he smells the myriad of foul odors that vagely resemble the other creatures that disapeared dwon her gullet. The gryphon gulps and shaes hsi head as he feels the warm tongue ruffling against his feathers as hot drool matts them down against his body. "Umm....what if...its you perogative to just...let me go. You dont have too..." He says, clenching his beak, not that he gave his own prey that option. "Maybe if I do a really good job, and agree to visit you plenty of times after this?" He asks, some desperation in his voice.

23:53 Quazar laughs and thinks about it, "the only way you'd get out of this is by becoming my pretty bird, if have a collar made and everything." She says down to him. "But that's only if you give me the best orgasm I've ever had. No matter what you're mine now you signed away your rights by even entering this tournament!" She turns around, making sure to press one of her back paws onto his face before fluffing her tail out ofer his head and sitting on his face. "Now start" she commands

00:02 GyroFeather has just a brief look of hope wash over hsi face as she seems to consider his request. "Oh good...I think I'd look good with perhaps a green collar around my neck..." He says, feigning enthusiasm, just so that he has some opportunity to get free. He watches her as she turns and then looks up at her marehood. Moments later a warm musky paw pushes into his beak and he's forced to nuzzle against and betweenthe ridges of the toes. Then finally her rump lowers and he's pushed beak first into her dripping marehood. His tongue snakes out before he's even commanded, licking up against the outside of her mound while his talons begin to trace along the curves of her rump.

00:03 < Quazar> (sec dealing with drunk people)

00:10 Quazar moans happily, knowing that she only told him that she would consider not eating him to get a good performance out of him. She grinds onto his beak, winning at the audience as they all take pictures of the new winner and her final prey. She knew they were eating this up, even leaning forward and pulling his paws onto her own mouth, gnawing on them gently as the cheers and lewd whistles sounded.

00:18 GyroFeather shudders beneat her as one of his paws slips between her jaws while the tongue runs over and explores the crevices, pulling off the musky flavors. He was well kept for, and even his foot pads are soft and uncalloused. The gryphon's tongue begins to slip between her nether lips now as he plunges into teh tunnel. His hard beak strokes against her fleshy nub at the bridge of hi sbeak while his tongue pushes against the sensntive inner flesh, licking at the sweet honey that oozes from her walls. His fat belly and hers pressed against each other, allowing the apir of htem to feel the other's stomach working on the meals inside.

00:28 Quazar murrs happily, his beak a nice new sensation from the usual pony muzzles she has pleasuring her. She squirms against him, smushing their large bellies together. She massages over his soft paws, running her tongue in between each of his toes pulling all the interesting taste of griffin off of them, every now and then swallowing playfully, but never pulling him into her tight throat.

00:33 GyroFeather tries to get into the mood as he plunges his beak deeper into the mare's tunneland then begins to steady withrdaw and plunge his beak in. The pheremones of the wet mare are enough to cause hsi own shaft to plump up just a little in his sheath, though each swallow of her throat sucking his toes against the fleshy gullet are enough to bring a round of fear back up into him. ON top of his natural birdy flavor thwre was a distict taste and scent of raspberry from the oils he'd preened himself with. Afterall, the gryphon was out in public and wanted to smellnice.

00:41 < Quazar> (woo just lost the post thanks internet)

00:42 < GyroFeather> (can you not just hit up? quassel ought to have saved it locally)

00:42 < Quazar> (mobile)

00:43 < GyroFeather> (Quassel droid does that too

00:43 < GyroFeather> (Just enable arrow keys)

00:43 < Quazar> (I don't know how to retrieve it lol, it's ok I'll just rewrite)

00:45 < GyroFeather> (alright. For future referecne though, if you enable arrow keys on your keyboard, you should be able to retrieve it by hitting up. )

00:49 Quazar pulls his soft paws out of her mouth, sighing happily and kissing his pads in time with each of his upward thrusts. Thoroughly enjoying herself she places his paws back down on the shining stage and pulls the end of his tail to her. She gives the audience a sultry look and licks over the fluffy tip. Working his tail in the way that she would have worked his shaft if she actually cared if he had a good time. He was only good for a fuck and a snack now. She can feel herself building behind his constant attention to her marehood. The smooth beak slipping in and out of her as her slick walls clutch at it.

00:56 GyroFeather feels a little more comfortble as she lets his paws fall from her mouth, though as the remain on the stage the chill of the air quickly begins to make them feel cool as the saliva suckes the heat away and pools down aourn dhtem. He picks the pace up even faster, hoping that he was doing a good job of pleasing the mare as his smooth beak drags over the soft sensitive flesh. A talon reaches up to stroke her little button from the other side while the other one moves to rub against her sensitive tailhole. He seems to hesitiate for a second as the first sensation of her licking over his tail and winces even more as she begins to deep throat it, hoping that this wasnt a sign of what's to come.

01:05 Quazar shudders, thinking less about playing the crowd now as she feels his talons rub across her sensitive hole. She pauses in her deepthroating of his fluffy tail, the tip having long been making a small bulge in her throat that she had been showing off. She runs her own talons down his legs, rubbing across the inside of his thighs, not going to give up her meal but deciding that he was good enough for a different kind of deepthroating. With one talon playing with his fuzzy sack she pulls his tail out of her throat. Letting it fall to the side she leans down and gives a kiss to his sheathe.

01:11 GyroFeather 's tail slides from the beak with his help as well as he attempts to tug it out, and as it pulls free, a sling of saliva flings off of it and splats against Quazar's chest as she leans in. His tail feathers are matted and ruined, in need of a really good cleaning now. As the mare leans down towards his shaft she'd find his sheath already plumped with the tip of the head exposed to the air, and as her tongue finds it, it pushes out even more. The tiercel puts a little more pressure on her tailhole, steadily spreading it out with his claw ever so gently after he wet it with her juices.

01:20 Quazar nuzzles into his soft package, she licks over him, trying to draw more of his dick out. She moans happily, her hole spreading wide with his gentle teasing. She eventually pulls the rest of his knotted cock out and very eagerly she licks up it and dives her maw down onto the thick rod. Being one of the smaller predators she's normally forced to take things much larger than her, so she is really able to take his thick shaft down into her throat with only a couple of tries. Her nose buried in his soft fluff she suckles on him trying to work him to the same orgasm that was building in her neathers.

01:22 < GyroFeather> (Sorry...I almost fell asleep there...we should probably call it a night)

22:10 GyroFeather breathes out a quick gasp into her tunnel as he feels his shaft slip up into her maw and after a little bit of help heven his knot slides up between the maw. THe gryphon shudders and picks up his pace, feeling his own pressure building inside of him. Maybe, just maybe, he'd manage to get her to let him go. Sweet pre drizzles from his tip down her throat as the knot fills her jaws. He plunges that talon as deep as he can until the base of his knuckle rests up against her rump.

22:25 < -> [AFK]_ is now known as Frost

22:28 < Quazar> (oh shit didn't see this lol)

22:33 Quazar licks all around the thick rod in her mouth, still grinding her rump into his beak. She moans around him as he forces his entire talon into her right rump, a small portion of her mind laughing as she thought that would be the first time he'd be going through that right tunnel. Working her head up and down on him she feels herself nearing the edge of her orgasm and a big one at that. Wanting him to come right when she did she starts working him faster and faster.

22:41 GyroFeather shudders again, feeling a pressure rising inside of him as his heart races even louder now. With Quazar working her magic along his shaft he didnt have much longer now. And then finally his body shudders hard as he lets out a loud moan. Hot ropes of seed spurt forth from his tip, flooding down her throat as the gryphon's body tenses up entirely. He's panting hard, enjoying the sensations rushing through him while his beak continues to thrust up into her nether lips.

01:21 Quazar swallows greedily around the thick griffin rod in her throat. Easily consuming all of his thick ropey seed, she moans out loudly. Her own neathers suddenly tensing up and squirting onto his face. Murring happily she lets his cock flop of of her mouth, but not rolling off of him. Panting she still steals a look over to the audience and gives a wink.

01:25 GyroFeather is panting hard and in the warm throws of the afterglow as his spurting begins to subside, but he's got enough of his mind left that eve as she lets his shaft flop away, his beak continues to push in while his talons focuse on her sensitive litlte nub, wiggling it around to hopefully drive her to a second or third orgasm, andmaybe manage to save his skin, unlike so many other creatures that had been gulped down over the course of this event.

01:30 Quazar looks over her shoulder at him, raising an eyebrow and eventually getting up off him. She places a paw on his face again as she turns, he was hers now after all, and sits down in front of him. She notices him panting and allows him a couple seconds before stepping on his tail to get his attention back onto her. "What do you think?" She directs at the audience, "did that earn him a place as my pet instead of my flank?"

01:35 GyroFeather frowns as she pulls off of him without reaching a second orgasm, leaving him feeling a tad disapointed about the whole afair. He scrunches up his face as the smelly paw comes down on his beak once more, but he doesnt pull away. As she turns to ask the crowd the question, his eyes widen in fear. He has a pretty good idea of what the crowd is going to answer. They came here to see blood afterall.

01:39 Quazar listens to the shouts of the crowd, overall the impression of them wanting to see GyroFeather disappear down her throat. She smiles down at him, "guess that answers that my little snack" she says, licking her lips at him. "But you did give me a few moments of pleasure so in return you can decide which way you'll go" she

01:39 < Quazar> (no she at the end there sorry, post was done)

01:43 GyroFeather gasps as he hears the expected calls for bloodlust from teh cloud and feels his heart sink even further as his crest folds flat upon his head. How humiliting...he was supposed to be eaten by a damn half breed...He tries to squirm out from underneath her claw, though even if he did rush for the exits, the guards would most certainly maek srue that Quasar got her prize. The last small mercy...that decision...He looks down at his belly and thinks, "Well...how about we go tail first? If...I have to go at all..." Hes counting on his wings and the like enabling him from being easily swallowed from the opposite way.

01:46 < Quazar> (wait I'm confused at wording here, is he expecting to be swallowed easier or harder?)

01:46 < GyroFeather> (Harder

01:47 < GyroFeather> (Since he can fanhis wings out and such :P

01:47 < Quazar> (ah ok, I don't suspect that'll be good though)

01:47 < Havok_Unigryph> (just lead to backwards bent wings)

01:48 < Quazar> (^)

01:48 < GyroFeather> (Hes gonna try darn it :P

01:48 < Quazar> (he's gonna digest nice and easy)

01:49 < GyroFeather> (Him, the remainsof a mare in his belly, havok, the remains of some stallion in havoks belly, and Sanft :P

01:50 < GyroFeather> (its a right shame you dont do disposal :P

01:50 < GyroFeather> (I think someone miss clicked xP

01:52 < -> zZz_Havok_Unigryph is now known as Havok_Unigryph

01:52 Quazar nods and smiles again, "well then, you played well but now it's time for my reward my snack". She flips him onto his stomach with a talon, picking up his tasseled tail and sucking it into her maw. Murring happily she swallows quickly, securing him in her throat and adding his paws to her saliva filled mouth.

01:55 GyroFeather clenches his beak and lets out a low whine as he's rolled over onto his back. He doesnt fight it though, knowing that he's stuck with his fate if she doesnt change her mind otherwise. The sensation of her beak sucking over his tail is enough to bring a shudder through hsi form, and not in a good way. And then, as his hind paws slip into her mouth, adding their musky earthy flavore to them, he lets out a panicked whine. He can feel teh toes singled out and run through by the tongue while hiis tail tugs his form deeper.

01:57 < Quazar> (brb need to do paperwork 5 mins)

02:02 < Quazar> (GyroFeather I don't have a beak)

02:02 < GyroFeather> (Oh right >.< I forgot that

02:02 < Quazar> (lol)

02:02 < GyroFeather> (I'll be correct from now on/

02:06 Quazar sucks one last time on his paws, she really likes the soft pads, before swallowing smoothly. She feels her throat expand around him as she works her way up his legs, her tongue trailing around everything she can reach with it. Eventually she gets to his hips, one of the first real challenges of swallowing the griffin, taking a deep breath she squeezes her eyes shut and swallows hard. Her throat ripples around his legs, pulling on him and with a bit of pushing with her talons she's able to fit him inside her maw.

02:06 < Havok_Unigryph> ((makes it even more humiliating, not even a beak on the predator!))

02:11 GyroFeather grimaces as the slippery walls reach forward and grab upon his hind paws, dragging them inside her gullet. He shifts back and forth as he feels her teeth stretching and scraping over his hind legs as her maw steadily creeps forward towards his haunches. Her thoat feels foriegn upon his body, like a hot damp glove that steadily creeps up him, or maybe like a pair of leggings. Her breath blows up over his sex, making him shiver as his shaft begins to twitch once more from the stimulation, despite his humilation. He knew as soon as she got up over his hips he'd have to spread his wings out, and sure enoguh he does in an act of defiance. The next challenge of course, would be his massive belly, which was lumpy and full of digesting ponies and birds in various states.

02:17 Quazar takes a couple breaths, enjoying the situation especially the fact that she was on the outside. She squishes his belly with her talons, compressing it and making it much easier to swallow. She swallows again, pulling his squishy belly into her soft maw. Licking his belly happily and salivating on his coat.

02:21 GyroFeather grunts and feels the breath knocked out of him as she kneads at his gut, putting intense pressure upon his lungs. Not all of the spots squished of curse, as pesky bones manouvered around insde his gut,but its enough for quazar to steadily get herself around him though, drawing another noise of worry out fo teh gryphon. That was the first of the two lines fo defenses he had, and very rapidly she seemed to be crossing it. He could feel the hot drool spreading over his form, and no doubt his hind paws were reaching her gut.

02:25 Quazar murrs happily, she really does enjoy the feeling of a full gut. She swallows again, working his thick belly into her tight throat and making it to a much easier part of him. She feels up her throat with a talon, only her bulging neck fur showing the full extent of the weight she was swallowing down. Lifting her head up she shows off her progress to the crowd, waving the top half of GyroFeather around.

02:29 GyroFeather gulps as Quazar manages to drag his belly entirely down into her throat, leaving just his chest and head. HIs hind paws poek at a sphincter down insde of her chest and he knows excatly what that is. Her massive bulging neck fur showed offthe many strange contours that filled this gryphon's belly, certainly an impressive sight. Now as he looked dwon at her, he could watch as his chest sinks too between her massive lips. Its about this point that the gryphon breaks once more. "P-please, I"ll be a good pet...I can earn you logs of money...Just let me go home."

02:30 < Quazar> (are you going to flare your wings or...? I had a fun plan)

02:30 < GyroFeather> (They are flared :P I mentioned that earlier

02:31 < GyroFeather> (had to flare them before you took my rump to avoid being trapped ;P

02:31 < Quazar> (oh whoops)

02:32 < Quazar> (shit, hmm)

02:40 < Quazar> (I have a plan but hold on until I ping you to go) 

02:40 Quazar suddenly notices a large problem with her meal, he was flaring out his large wings! Growling around him she signals to a couple of the guards, motioning them to come over and help her. While they were hurrying over she starts to make herself gag a little bit, pushing the large griffin out of her throat but only so that his large belly entered her mouth again, she figured that would be good enough for what her plans were. 
The Guard Pony rushes over to help the hippogryph, she was the winner of the tourney after all and the second place was giving her trouble. Nodding at Quazar he grabs GyroFeather's wings, and tries to fold them up. "Sir," he addresses the griffin halfway down her throat, "it would be helpful if you could put your wings down for the missus." he says. 

02:42 < GuardPony> (Ok GyroFeather) 

02:44 < -> Havok_Unigryph is now known as zZz_Havok_Unigryph

02:44 GyroFeather grins as he realizes that Quazar is actually begining to cough him up and then lets out a sigh. His relief, however, is cut short as the guards rush over and squeeze down on his bright blue wings. He resists as much as he can, but the ponies are much more powerful than his wings, having them forced closed by the strength of the guards.

02:46 < Quazar> (brb 5 mins) 

02:54 Quazar winks at the guards and swallows again, forcing the familiar belly back into her tight throat, she claims his wings in her throat. She takes another couple of quick swallows to make sure he can't pull the same trick, forcing his wings to stay pinned to his sides as she consumes him.
The GuardPony nods at Quazar and as soon as she has GyroFeather's wings securely in her throat he backs away a little. "Thank you sir, I think this will be much easier for everypony." Then he nods at the griffin and trots back to his position at the side of the stage.

03:02 GyroFeather struggles to pull his wings free of the guardspony's grip he glares at the stallion. "Unhand me. If she cant get me down her self that's her problem, not yours. Maybe she'll jsut have to spit me back up..." He growls, spitting at the guard. And yet, that outburst does nothing as he findsthe warm creep of saliva matting down his feathers as his sinks further. His hind paws reach the back of her stomach and he's steadily forced tobend down into it. As her mouth comes around her neck, the gryphon can smell her foul stale breath breathing up over his beak, while spittle blastes over the last remaining dry feathers he has...or rather at least non saliva coated ones, as his face is still damp with her sex.

03:04 < Quazar> (unhand? XD very medieval from the griffin)

03:10 Quazar opens her maw really wide, showing off her muzzle framing the griffin's head. She swallows some more, pulling his head filling into her maw, playfully chewing on him as the flashes from the crowd signal dozens of cameras capturing the signifying moment. She licks up and down his beak, rubbing her throat and extending the time as much as she could. After all she was the winner, he didn't have any say in this other than how much fat he was going to end up as on her flanks. She even humiliates him further by closing her lips around him and sucking, making a face like she was sucking on a particularly tasty piece of candy.

03:15 GyroFeather grimaces as he feels her teeth clicking down upon his beak as she chews while the foul hot drool plasters upon his head by her tongue as it sweeps around him. He feels sick and disgusted that its come down to this, and yet here he was, suffering this humilation of being forced to be a display while she toys with him. Suddenly his vision goes dark as she closes her mouth around him. His ears pop from the sudden change in pressure while he squirms in her throat. HIs bely fills out her own, making it bulge to several times her size with allt he meals in the gryphons gut. He was soon going to be no more...and he couldnt believe it. "P-please...I'll make a good pet," he argues once more.

03:23 Quazar couldn't even hear him as she relished the cries of laughter and encouragement from the crowd. Opening her mouth again, she has practiced this moment, she swallows. Allowing the entire crowd, cameras and everypony watching to see the last trace of the griffin leave her mouth. She lifts her head up, showing her throat as the bulge travels down it, and adding to the mass in her belly. Finally as her throat clears she lets out a cry of victory, jostling her round stomach with a talon and basking in the cheers of the crowd. The cameras are going crazy, she spots a couple zooming in towards her squirming stomach, eager to see the blurred outline of the griffin trapped inside.

03:28 GyroFeather feels the tongue crest up over his beak and then shove him backwards, forcking him down into the foul gullet where the hot muscles roll over his form, forcing her thick slime into his face. The liquid floods in through cracks in his beak, tainting his tongue with teh taste of her drool, leaving him sputtering. Soon enough he's forced into her belly alongside the rest of himself, curlingintoa tight bulge, where most of the roomis taken up by his gut. Even as she jostles hm, theres hardly any roomfor him to move and rotate, though his squriming contours are easily seen. The smell of vomit fills the chamber, leavinghim on the verge of tossing his own lunch as he sputters, while the unwelcome bite of acids nip at his heels.

03:35 Quazar bows out to the crowd, then drags her bulging stomach off stage. Patting it happily she is pulled into conversations with many different ponies. They all want to take pictures with her, rub over her belly, or in some cases even pretend that she was eating them too! Having her suckle on their muzzles or nom on their rumps playfully. Every time, she burps up some of the air in her belly they all laugh and try to smell the griffin still on her breath.

03:40 GyroFeather can hear the comotion going on outside of her belly as well as feel it. He fights as hard as he can, banging on the walls of teh stomach and causing the bulge to move even as they push agaisnt him. He begins to feel light headed as well as finding his flesh around his legs burnig as time goes on. The stomach contracts around him with each burp, and more of his precious air leaves him. Before long, the gryphon finds himself on the verg of passing out inside her belly.

03:43 Quazar finally is able to go home, her bank account now padded very comfortably with the million bit prize money she's won. She takes a small gulp of air, knowing from the lack of squirming that the griffin inside her belly isn't going to be consious

03:44 < Quazar> (fuck)

03:46 Quazar finally is able to go home, her bank account now padded very comfortably with the million bit prize money she's won. She takes a small gulp of air, knowing from the lack of squirming that the griffin inside her belly isn't going to be conscious for long if she doesn't. Going inside she flops down on her old mattress, the familiar squeaking reminding her that the first thing she was going to do was get a better place to live. She sighs happily , patting her stomach and talking directly to the occupant, "you know, you changed my life forever by losing tonight, and you make a damn fine meal" she says yawning widely

04:00 GyroFeather gasps for air and begins to stir as he feels a rush of fresh air coming down to reawaken him. His fighr returns as he pushes at her form, andhe can feel himself bare all the way up his legs and across her belly. "Ugh....shut up...you could just let me pass on at htis point...you won...and I"m apparently not getting out of here..." he groans, knowing she cant right well cough him up now. His own belly was softening inside of her as it worked to break down the other ponies long passed. He grunts as her weight settles down on his body, causing him to feel faintly queasy.

04:04 Quazar yawns again "oh fine, you're no fun" she huffs. "Nice knowing you I guess" she says right before belching, the pressure of lading on her stomach helping her expel the air from around him, making her belly constrict around him and cut off any supply he may have had. She rolls over on her back, hugging her bulge to her before drifting off.

04:05 < GyroFeather> (I need to pass out anyways, thanks ^^)

04:07 GyroFeather feels the air rush out around him, becoming replaced instead by the fluids that had been building around him. It was some small mercy, at least, that the hippogryph didnt feel likemaking him suffer like she could. Instead she just lets him run out of air. The bird feels his lungs burning, and opens his mouth. He takes a mouthful instead of the liquid and spasms violently inside of her. Soon after, the gryphon passes out, going still like all ht eother contestants before him, leaving Quazar with what was bound to be a very large rump.

04:09 < GyroFeather> (looking forward to a lovely finisher~)

19:08 < -> SnuggleBug is now known as Stoic

22:55 < -> zZz_Havok_Unigryph is now known as Havok_Unigryph

01:39 Quazar wakes up, stretching tiredly and looking down at her flatter belly. "Oh man you made me chubbier than ever you annoying griff" she grumbles, rolling out of bed. Her flanks, now rounded nicely from the large meal she had jiggled slightly as she moved. Fluttering her wings a little, she yawns widely moving towards the creaky for leading to her restroom. Her gut is heavy and sags with the remains of all the different creatures that she'd eaten by proxy by devouring the smug fattened gryphon.Groaning and panting slightly she relaxes her tail hole and begins to let the torrent of sludge fall out from behind. A myriad of different colors of brown tinted feathers and fur spill out like open flood gates. The pile grows higher beneath her, adding the stench of processed meat to the bathroom, harsh enough to make even the strongest stomach gag. Bones in various states of breakage drag along her gut and strech her wide as the gunk spills out. Its a combination of thick dark brown rumps and slimy tube snakes that mix together into one massive dung heap that was growing to be bigger than herself. The worst part of course, were the skulls whenever she came to them. They stopped up her flow and then burst forth with a blast of gas, embedding themselves in the sludge before subsequently getting covered. Finally she releases the griffin back out of her, his skull topping the pile and leaving her incredibly sore. Snickering slightly she winks at it and walks out the door, not even bothering to flush him, afterall, she could hire some othe rpony to take out the shit, and then...if she got tired of them, well they would get to join thier charges in the sewers.