A Self Fulfilling Prophecy

27 April 2017

22:07 < Gyro Feather> (Just go ahead and copy and paste that since its the start...it'll be easier for me down the line.

22:07 southern_belle trotted along peacefully, enjoying the calmness of the mild spring day. She trotted along till she found a nice shaddy spot by the river, sitting down under a tree to enjoy her packed lunch, sighing contently while listening to the birds sing instead of the constant hu-bub of being a runway model

22:09 Gyro Feather had been up in the air near the same river, diving down into it and trying to catch a fish. Finally he thinks he has it, but as he goes to lift it out of the water it slips from his talons and splats right up against Southern Belle's body, smearing her in a small bit of slime. Shaking himself of the water he makes his way over towards the pony with a bit of a smirk on his face. "I...think you've got my fish there."

22:11 southern_belle eeps as the fish lands against me "wh-what the? huh?" is all i manage before i hear you approach "oh hey uh... hehe, i guess i do. um, sorry about that?" i say sheepishy, wiping the slime off my face as the fish flops around infront of me in the grass. "i would um... clean that first though"

22:14 Gyro Feather narrows his eyes at the mare as she tosses his fish on the ground and the walks up to pick it up by its tail. He twists it around back and forth, and brushes off a couple loose strands of grass before opening his beak wide and slotting the wiggling piece of meat down into his beak. He gives a quick gulp and the bulge steadily sinks down towards his drop.

22:16 southern_belle blushes, watching him stuff it into his maw before swallowing it whole, watching the bulge travel down his throat "o-oh my. that wa-was um..." she says, shying away before quickly packing her lunch up. "oh would you look at the time, i gotta go. nice meeting you?" she says before quickly getting up and trotting off, kind of wanting to get away from him before anything drastic could happen

22:18 Gyro Feather reaches out a talon and grabs upon her tail as she begins to trot off, tilting his head to the side at her sudden haste. "Whats the rush? Stay here for a bit. We havnt even had time to get acquainted. Its almost like you dont like gryphons?" He accuses in a sinister tone, while his tail flicks back and forth. "Besides...it doesnt look like you've finished your lunch off...you should know better than to leave trash out here."

22:21 southern_belle eeps, feeling a tug on her tail. "um... i do. i just. i've heard stories about how mean Gryphons can be along with... other stuff" she says, looking at him before seeing the rest of her lunch on the ground. "and uh... hehe, sorry about that. you can have it if you'd like?" she says in a cautious tone, really wanting to get away from him, knowing that Gryphons tended to eat ponies when they were hungry or angry

22:27 Gyro Feather narrows his eyes a little further at her, while his belly gives a pleading growl as she beins to give her explanation. "Sounds to me more like you believe gthsoe stories that us cat birds are monsters who cant turn our backs on a lonely mare," he accuses, pulling her a little closer. "Are you sure you need to go? Why dont you stay and I'll prove all those stories wrong for you."

22:30 southern_belle eeps again, wiggling in his embrace. "um yeah... i'm sure i need to go, so if you could just let me go i'll be on my way~" she says, trying to slip away from him, starting to get really nervous being this close to a Grypon, let alone a hungry one if his belly was any indication

22:34 Gyro Feather tugs her closer to him now so that they're now wrapped up belly to back and then bring shis warm breath down to wash over her ear. "Hmm you really do just see me as some sort of monster dont you?" He grows his accusation. He then sticks out his tongue and runs it along the inside of it, tasting her flesh and grinning. "Well...if there's no confincing you....maybe you'lve convinced me~"

22:37 southern_belle whimpers, feeling him lick her as his breath washes over her head. "convinced yo-you of what?" she askes shyly, slowly turning around to be greeted by him right behind her

22:39 Gyro Feather keeps her pressed tight against his chest, so as she turns around she only gets a face full of his bright pink neck feathers. He chuckles at her question though, and then answers, "Well if all I am is a monster...I might as well go ahead and fill my belly." His stomach gives another growl, this time it rumbles into her chest and has little squelching noises with it.

22:43 southern_belle ear's droop, looking into his neck as his belly grumbles. Hearing his statement, she begins to squirm in earnest in a attempt to escape "pl-please don't! let me go, i promise i won't think of Grypons bad again!" she cries out, pleading with him as she feels his stomach rumble again, working over the fish within

22:47 Gyro Feather snorts at that and shakes his head, a motion she can feel ruffling her mane. "Uh huh...after I threatened you, you're going to change your mind? I somehow doubt that." He then brings a talon up beneath her chin and angles her snout up towards his beak, which he opens wide, letting her look deep into the quivering flesh beyond the hard shell.

22:48 southern_belle blushes, looking into his beak, staring at the flesh beyond, watching it pulsate as saliva drips from above, it obvious he was eager for a meal, and she was it. "please, don't do this! i beg you, i'll do anything!"

22:50 Gyro Feather doesnt even off the mare much of an answer. Instead he plunges his beak down around her snout and licks over the fur, tasting the wonderful flavors that coat her, including the residusal slime from teh fish. Hot drool clings to her fur, matting it down, while she's forced to breath in his stinking breath as her muzzle creeps deeper towards his gullet.

22:52 southern_belle squirms, pushing against his chest as her head is shoved into his beak, slowly being worked deeper into his gullet, the smell of digesting fish fresh on his breath as she inhales the thick scent within him "MMmmmppphhfff!" is all she could mange to say as he slowly worked her deeper towards his gullet, following the fish from before on a one way trip

22:56 Gyro Feather is rather glad that twisted back to belly as they are, she's hardly got any leverage with her hooves to push on his back. The hot drool drizzles up into her snout when he finally takes a quick gulp of her, pulling her snout into his gullet and causing it to bulge out against her back. The muscles clench upon her form, steadily working her deeper inside and smearing the hot slime intoher while his beak pushes down upon her chest.

23:04 southern_belle continues to struggle, feeling and hearing him gulp, pulling her into his throat, for the trip down towards his stomach, her hooves still trying to push against him in a desperate attempt to get out as her body is smeared with his drool as she is pulled down his gullet

23:10 < Gyro Feather> Hmmm I hate to do this...but I'm not in as much fo a mood as I thought

23:11 < southern_belle> it's fine. i actually gotta go to bed

23:11 < southern_belle> maybe try again some other time then?

19:46 Gyro Feather perks up as he suddenly hears a noise from far off, but that noise, it sounds to him like it might be some other pony. The gryphon steps forward and locks his hind paws and talons around the mare partially engulfed in his hot throat and begins to beat his wings hard, lifting the mare up off the ground. She can feel the airgap beneath her as the gryphon climbs up into the sky.

19:50 southern_belle squirms harder, feeling her body get grabbed and squeezed by his talons, soon feeling the ground disapear beneath her. She begins to kick and squirm harder, deperately trying to escape from his throat, not wanting to become a meal for a Griffon

19:55 Gyro Feather groans as he feels the mare's head finally shift out from his gullet, but by the time she can see, she'd find that they were high enough, if he dropped her, it'd be game over. Gyro sputters out a little bit of spittle which runs down his beak before he looks down at the mare. "Bah...I wouldnt struggle if I were you, that's a long way to fall."

19:56 southern_belle wiggles free, popping out of his beak while remaining in his grips, looking down to realize how high up they bother were. Looking back and hearing him, she knew that was was boned either way. "i kn-know. but please... don't eat me"

20:01 Gyro Feather feels her struggles subside, and then lets out a soft coo of delight. He's now hovering about 5 feet above a small ledge on a cliffside, and then lets the pony go, sending her tumbling down onto the small outcropping. THe gryphon then lands next to her, taking up much of the space for the two of them. "Hmmm dont eat you? but you were just soooo tasty~" He coos.

20:03 southern_belle yells as she drops, quickly finding herself on the ground somewhat safe. Turning to run, she finds herself looking over the edge of a cliff, with him approaching from the other direction, blocking her path of escape. " yes please! i'm not tasty, i'm just a pony with a family, just let me go!" she tries to plead with him, backing up closer to the cliff edge

20:07 Gyro Feather really did not have much of a path behind him to escape either. Where they were was completely isolated to anyone without a wing as he approached slowly. His beak extends forward towards her chest where he gives the mare a long lick. "Shush shush...even if I leave you, you're not getting down, so you might as well just enjoy what I have to offer, my dear."

20:08 southern_belle shivers feeling him lick her again, before trying to push him away, only managing to trip and land on her face right at his front paws. "please! i beg you to take me back and let me go. i won't ever talk ba-bad about gryphons again!"

20:11 Gyro Feather breaks into a laugh as she lands right at his talons and then lifts one up to rest it down on her back. With her at his mercy like she is, he takes the liberty to push further forward till his beak slips beneath her tail. His tongue slips out to push into the tight tunnle, tasting the honey inside. "Oh I dont know about that...Surely you'd tell the story about one that threatened to eat you."

20:20 southern_belle eeps and blushes, feeling him start to push his tongue into her tight tunnel, his tongue wiggling around inside causing her to actually start to get off to it "no i wo-won't. just stop this. Pl-please. i'll even give you all the fi-fish you want~"

20:25 Gyro Feather gives a shake of his head and then bites his beak down around her button, just enough to hurt before pulling back. "Now that I've had such an excellent taste of you though...it's just so hard to stop. I can only partially imagine how you'll feel melting away in my belly like a large fish~"

20:29 < southern_belle> (sorry, didn't get a notification again. haven't gotten notifications for anything as of late)

20:30 southern_belle squirms, pawing at the ground in a attempt to get away, yelping as he bites down onto her button "come on... please just let me go. i'm not a fish nor am i food"

20:34 Gyro Feather snorts at the mare as he pulls back out and grins down at her. "Lucky for you then, my stomach pushes right back up whatever isnt food. It takes about a day for it to decide, and then, when I cough you right back up, you'll just be slightly inconvinienced~" He purrs, moving his head back down to her face and licking over her already dripping snout.

20:37 southern_belle shivers, laying on the ground as he licks over her snout, refusing to look at him " wh-what do you mean? you'll let me back out? eventually?

20:39 Gyro Feather chuckles at her. "Well, if you're not food like you claim, yes in about a day, though I expect instead it'll just be a mass of fur and bones like the other ponies I've sent down there~" He coos, swishing his tail. He opens his beak directly in front of one of her eyes, forcing her to stare up into the quivering gulet.

20:45 southern_belle eeps and blushes lightly, looking into his gullet, watching as the flesh quivers. she tries to shy away only to find herself dragged back to looking inside. "ot-others? so it is true! you monster! Let. Me. GO!" she says, trying to push him away yet again, only managing to force her front hooves into his beak

20:47 Gyro Feather opens his beak wide as she pushes, feeling them begin to squelch down into his gullet and making him swallow without much time to taste. He then grins, and oepns his beak wider, pushing it down around her snout and bathing the mare in his hot breath. The smell of meat long past wafts down over her nose while slimy drool once again coats her face.

20:49 southern_belle whimpers as her muzzle is forced shut by his beak, sliding inside to be greated by the smell of meat from days gone by. Smelling it she gags a little, thinking that most of it was past ponies like her who have taken the same trip down the gullet of the surprisingly beautiful Gryphon

20:53 Gyro Feather only occasionally gulped donw ponies, and of those only the rude once, but still, he always enjoyed it when he could find himself an excuse for it. He curls his tonue up underneath her chin and then with a loud gulp, draws her into his throat, casting her in shadow. The muscles quiver and roll over her ears, squeezing the drool into them once again and leaving her to listen to the numerous squelching and swallowing noises of her cavern.

20:55 southern_belle starts to struggle once again, her vision turning black as she's dragged deeper into his throat, her hearing soon deafening squelches and swallows as the flesh practically molds to her head, ensuring she had the best sounds of her trip to her fate in the belly of the beast, able to hear his stomach gurgling from somewhere within him

21:00 Gyro Feather could feel her fighting inside of him, but his practiced gullet just drags her down dutifully, forming to her body and easing her along. The bulge she makes can easily be seen in his throat as his beak moves down over her chest. The warm flavors that roll over his tongue are an absolute delight, leaving him purring, on top of the steady thump of his heart. Behind him, his tail lashes back and forth in enjoyment. His claws move down her body, coming to hook behind her rump and pushign the tips forward into the pair of weet tunnels.

21:06 southern_belle yelps feeling him start to push into her warm tunnels while consistently pulling/pushing her further down his throat. She soon hears the thumping of his heart grow louder, indicating that she was passing through his chest as it soon begins to fade again, the swallows pulling more and more into him as the purring vibrates everything around her, helping aid to how wet her tunnels were

21:06 < southern_belle> (also, into a crop?)

21:07 < Gyro Feather> (Ye she'll at least pass through his crop. Unless you want me to kepe you there for a bit, thats all it'll be

21:08 < southern_belle> (ah ok.would like to go into it and stay for a brief time before moving on to the belly)

21:08 < southern_belle> (have him tease her while she's there too~)

21:12 Gyro Feather feels her each down to the end of his gullet to where she begins to push into his chest. RIght there, she seems to hit a stop and insteadis forced to begin to curl up in a sweltering hot sack. At first, at least, the pressure lets up a tad as she's pushed into the storage sack, but as the gryphon feeds a little more inside, she begins to push back up against herself. The gryphon's talons dig into her tunnel while her rump sinks down ebtween his jaws, leaving sharp impressions upon the flesh from the hard edges.

21:20 southern_belle sighs as she finds herself stopping, hoping she was finally gonna be let out, before she starts to curl up within him, the walls stretching around her, seeming to east up on the pressure before it is re-assurted on her, causing her to curl up upon herself as more sinks into his body, him constantly swallowing, the flesh rippling around her matted fur as she decends further into him, her flanks starting to sink into his beak, the holes sliding away from his talons

21:24 Gyro Feather curls his tongue up between her rump cheeks till the slippery muscle pushes against the mare's pucker. He gives a sharp shove backwards and with another gulp, sends those plush cheeks down his gullet. THe tightness in his crop only grows the more fo teh mare he tucks away, and soon enough he's pushed her hind hooves down past his beak, and then seals all of her away with a loud clack.

21:26 southern_belle wiggles as best as she could inside the filling crop, forcefully curling over herself as he soon quickly swallows the rest of her down, finding her entire self within him after a few brief moments, pushing out against the walls as his body squelches and gurgles around her "ge-get me out of here! somepony help! please"

21:31 Gyro Feather shifts to laying on his back with a loud 'aaaahhhhhhhh' and then drags a claw down over the wiggling bulge he fetl in his crop. "Oh dont worry, you'll come out soon enough. I'm going to enjoy squeezing your remains out over some poor stallion nearby. Just a brown airdrop. I bet they wont be so happy to see you then~"

21:36 southern_belle struggles more feeling him rub over the bulge she made, along with the taunting as she felt her surroundings shift as he laid down. "please dont! i beg you i'll do anything! just don't digest me!"

21:45 Gyro Feather feels her struggles within his belly and chucles mirthfully around her, feeling the walls resist most of her motions. "But I thought you said yo uwerent food? I'm eager to try this out you know. Surely you arent lying and I then cant digest you~" He coos, a loud noise that sounds in her ears.

21:47 southern_belle wiggles, pushing out as best she could against the walls, managing to get herself turned around inside the tight, hot, moist confines of his crop "i'm n-not food, but i'm not a experiment either. just get me out of your stomach before you digest!"

21:50 Gyro Feather grins, feeling her shifting around inside of him and then focuses on the crop,s teadily moving her face down towards his gurgling stomach beyond. "Send you down to my stomach? Well only because you asked so nicely~" He coos, causing the mare's legs to begin to push through to teh chamber beyond. She has to slip through his chest down to his belly, and her legs are the first to fully make this journey

21:53 southern_belle yelps, feeling something tugging on her hooves "wh-what do you mean? this isn't your stomach?!?" she yells, it being muffled by his flesh as she begins to slide even deeper into him "please don't do this! you can let me out now and i won't tell anyone!" she says before her head slips into the tight passageway that lead down to his stomach, her hooves slipping in a few seconds later

21:59 Gyro Feather traces a talon along her lump as it moves down towards his gut. Inside she can feel a couple fish, half digested, smearing against her coat while the stink fo acids inside his belly rushes up to fill her snout. Inside its even hotter, inevitably leaving the mare sweating in the humid chamber. THere's quite a bit of liquid in there already, and within a minute she can feel it tingling against her exposed flesh. "Hmmm its too late now~ I cant cough up what's in there till my stomach lets me!"

22:02 southern_belle gags as she slides into the stomach, feeling half digested fish all around her as more and more of her body is compacted inside, Gyro being eager to get her sealed inside to start the slow, painful digestion process. She whimpers as her snout pushes against one of the walls, bulging it out slightly as more and more of her slides in till she begins to once more curl upon herself inside of him. "pl-please do something! i don't wanna die in here!"

22:09 Gyro Feather shakes his head at the mare's begging and swallows down a little more air, giving her a little more room to breathe while the muscles of the stomach churn around her. The powerful juices seep into every nook and cranny, espeically burning against her tailhole and her slit as they work their way up there. "Hmmm well...then youbetter be right about not being food~" He coos, closing his eyes and massaging at the lump inside of his gut.

22:12 southern_belle finally begins to take notice of the burning sensation around her, realizing that in the darkness his stomach had in fact been filled with acids, anticipating her arrival. She soon howls in pain as she feels them begin to seep into her slit and abused tailhole, beginning to break her down from the inside out as the walls churn around her, splashing acids on every inch of her body as well as the actual food inside "owOwOwOwOwOOOWWW! Please it hurts, just get me out!"

22:17 < Gyro Feather> (I've lost the mood for hte moment I"m afraid

22:25 < southern_belle> (ya there?)

18:10 < southern_belle> and also didn't get a notification

18:11 < southern_belle> and i mis-read what you meant. my bad

18:15 Gyro Feather snickers at the mare and shakes his head, though she cant see him. "Get you out? I cant get you out now, I have no control past my crop~" He coos out, obviously not too upset with the present situation. Given that she was stilll intact and alive though, it'd take a while for the stinging to progress into anything more serious, even as more liquid fills the stomach. The muscles roll over her, frequently squeezing hte mare and making it difficutl for her head to stay above the fluids for much longer than it takes to get a breath.

18:18 southern_belle yelps and kicks, trying desperetly to find a way out of the stomach, trying to fight the walls as they hug against me, lathering acids in while submerging her occasionally, the air inside becoming much more stangent with each passing second, the sounds of digestion filling my ears "pl-please, do something" she says, my body bulging out your stomach as she struggles within

18:25 Gyro Feather laughs around her pleas and gulps down another couple mouthfuls of air so that his meal does not pass out. Inside though, he can feel the mare shifting a bit, getting pushed down towards the entrance ot the next chamber in his system,the gizzard. Its incredibly tight as she's pushed along, and hardly gives any for her form, instead forcingher to curl ever tighter inside of him.

18:42 southern_belle yelps as something begins to suck on her backhooves, squirming as the top of the stomach starts to push oh her head, sliding her further down into his body, slipping into a tight tube as if being swallowed again, soon curling up tighter within the next chamber, it being slightly better then the acid filled stomach, though less roamy "wh-what's going on. you letting me out?"

18:47 Gyro Feather 's gizzard still has plenty of acids from it as the stomach adds its fluids to this chamber too, though soon after the mare is inside, she feels it begining to squeeze much tighter. Contractions run through the sack, putting incredibly force on her body and forcing the air from her lungs. Soon enough her bones would begin to strain from the force, threatening to crack in half.

18:51 southern_belle 's breath leaves my lungs as the walls squeeze in on her hard, the walls moving more akin to a trash compactor, forcing my body into it's self as digestion continues further within his belly, it eager to claim her for his own. Feeling my bones straining, she tries to push out, managing to actually break a few within, letting out blood curtling yells as they do break, sending searing pain through her "aaaahhhh, please get me out! somepony please HELP ME! I don't wanna die in here to a gryphons digestion!"

19:00 Gyro Feather can ear the loud cracking and splintering of bones deep wtihin his belly as he curls up, pushing his head to the shrinking bugle. Evenmore cracks happen as her body is left mangled and useless, including a couple ones that pierce out of the flesh, exposinga new wound which is quickly cauterized int he acids. Unfortunatly for the begging mare though, none of them would prove to be truly fatal, allowing her to continue enduring the torture of the gryphon's digestion. "Hmm even if I did, i doubt you'd survive the night, nah just live with it and embrace it."

19:05 southern_belle continues to howl out in pain, bones breaking left and right as some start to push out of her flesh, practically paralyzing her within him. She soon gives up trying to fight as her arms are all broken, the acids filling the wounds and breaking her down even more as the gizzard continues to compact her, it eager to take her from a resenting meal to a pile of digesting meat and bones "pl-please. i could get help, i just don't want to die in here" she pleads, hearing his body gurgle and groan around her as it eagerly works at taking her life painfully slow

19:06 < southern_belle> (hey, i gotta head home real quick, should take more then half an hour, can we continue then?)

19:06 < southern_belle> (shouldn't*

19:06 < Gyro Feather> (Sure

19:06 < southern_belle> (oki doki. i'll give ya a poke from within you when i do get home

19:06 < southern_belle> :p

19:28 < southern_belle> (boop

19:29 < Gyro Feather> (wibbles

19:32 Gyro Feather 's gizzard gives a couple painful squeezes before then begining to transition the poor mare back up towards his belly where the fresher acids are more apt to deal with it. Her open wounds burn even more painfully while the contractions roll around her, mixing her with the liquids. At this pointher coat is likely stripped entirely bare, leaving raw flesh to sizzle away as hispowerful stomach deals with her. "Nope...I told you, I cant get you out till my body is good and ready to let ou out. And it sounds like its decided you're food~"

19:35 southern_belle whimpers, unable to keep thrashing within, the gizzard having dealt a number on her as she slowly oozes back into his stomach, the acids searing my flesh away, especially at my open wounds as most of my fur has fallen off or been burned away. As she slides back in, my head is submurged in the acids, forcing her to hold my breath till the acids lower from my nose, allowing her to draw long, shallow breaths of the rancid air, the scent of my burning flesh filling most of it. "pl-please. i'm not... food"

19:44 Gyro Feather traces a talon over the lump in his belly as the mare steadily softens inside. He lets out a loud belch, compressing the stomach and sending her down beneath the liquid, and smacks his beak, tasting the air that most certainly reminded him of her. Moments later, more air rushes down, but not before she's likely forced to take a gulp of her own soupy paste. "Then why are you in a stomach?~"

19:48 southern_belle gasps as the air is pushed out of the stomach, accidently swallowing some of the liquid that was around her as she started to wiggle harder to try and get above it. a moment later more air rushed down inside, swelling his belly out again as she was able to draw a breath, coughing as acids rushed back up my throat, having started to digest some of my internal organs and my lungs, making my breathing even harder. "be-because you a-ate me whole wi-without a chance"

19:53 Gyro Feather rolls over onto his back, casuing the mare inside to shift and tumble into a new position. By now the wounds that she'd incured would be melted down to the bone, while the flesh on her extremities such as her wings falls off. Feathers and fur bump up against her while she's forced to endure the horrors of his belly. She'd held out pretty well, most ponys would have expired by now. "Well...and you judged me without a chance, so we're even."

19:56 < southern_belle> (don't have wings)

19:56 < southern_belle> (earth pone)

19:56 < Gyro Feather> (err right earth horse

19:56 < Gyro Feather> (I thought pega for some dumb reason there >.<

19:56 < southern_belle> (my other OC is one. lol)

19:59 southern_belle tries to respond, only to find a gurgle escape her as the acids eat away at my throat as well, rendering my voice use less. Wiggling with what energy she had left, she starts to sink further and further into the acids, the sounds of the digestion around her lulling her toward a deep sleep, watching with a tunnel vision as the walls undulate and squeeze me, lathering her up with acids as it tears away at my flesh, exposing my sensative insides to everything, my intestines soon spilling out of my body as she finally drifts off to sleep inside the belly of the beast

20:00 < southern_belle> (would love to be passed to the gizzard one more time btw)

20:15 < southern_belle> (-boops-)

20:17 < Gyro Feather> (I'm typing it up in a text editor, closer piece so is long

20:18 < southern_belle> (ah ok)

20:37 Gyro Feather feels the mare finallygo still within his gut and chuckles, stroking at the bulge as it steadily deteriorates inside of him. "Thats right, you morsel, now you'll never insult another gryphon again and be so quick to judge them." The only response he gets is a couple of loud gurgles as the belly squeezes and squelches what remains of her form. After this long a soak, much of the flesh is stripped away into the masty lumpy chyme of his belly as he finally passes out.
What's left though, mostly comprising of bones and fur with some meat, is pushed forward into the gizard for a final time. The muscles squeeze on the bone and the fur, helping to work free some of the flesh that still remains on her form, as well as exposing the nutrtious marrow within. Bones crack and shatter, further compressing into a tighter mass with bright yellow fur and red and black hair filling in the gaps to make the shape. Snaps can be heard for about half an hour as its compressed as tight as it can get, before finally the lump is moved up towards his crop. Meanwhile the food drains from his belly, causing the lumpy bulge to slowly shrink down to nothing, growing flat with his belly.
Hours later, teh gryphon finally wakes from his slumber and then feels a pressing need at his chest. Looking down off the cliff, he begins to cough, steadily working the large lump in his chest up towards his maw. It steadily creeps up his gullet, until finally the lump can be seein in the back of his beak. A couple more coughs and it falls out, tumbling down the rock face till it hits another ledge severalpony heights down. The lump makesa loud splat, splitting apart slightly fromthe foce and allowing the grim view of a half cracked skull to smile up at the gryphon. Various bits of shattered bone are mixed in with the fur, including what had to be part of a femur,glistening in the light.
That's not all he has to deal with though. Turning to perch at the edge of the cliff, rump hanging over the clear air, he begins to relax his tail hole. A soft brown cyclynder steadily creeps out of the dark blue pucker, soon breaking and tumbling down towards the ground, where it splatters and spreads. Log after log follows that first one, as the rest of Southern Belle is eliminated fromhis system. The pile grows some, though mostly the area it covers grows wider from the impact,spreading the mare's remains all over. At this point the gryphon straightens up, stretches his wings, and then dives offthe cliff, taking light to leave her behind.

20:48 < southern_belle> (that was hot as hell~)

20:48 < Gyro Feather> good thing hell has yet to freeze over :P

20:49 < southern_belle> (kek, wait till winter, it will. lol)

20:49 < southern_belle> (maybe next time i'll make the bird my food~