Demise of the Delivery Bird

28 September 2017

10:57 Gyro Feather had found himself making a delivery to Zephyrus's cave with a large basket of food. The gryphon was a new customer for the grocery delivery service, and so the smaller bird had no real idea what to expect. The basket that he carried was heavy, ladened with fish, poultry and some sauces and spices. By the time Gyro arrives at the cave, he's utterly exausted and collapses at the entrance. "Delivery for a Zephyrus!" He calls out, between pants.

11:05 Zephyrus took his time approaching the cave's entrance, the scent of food and the voice calling out having gotten him allerted to the presence of another being. The closer he got, the more obvious the clicking of his claws against the stone floor became, echoing from the walls. It wasn't just that though. Acompaning the clacking was a low, pleased growl as he approached the smaller bird, chucklign at the sight. "Greetings~ I see you've found your way to my humble abode~?"

11:08 Gyro Feather perks up and gets back to his feet as he hears the approaching gryphon. He unhooks the basket from his harness and sets it to the side as he waits for the customer. Gyro watches as the white gryphon comes into view from the dim interior and offers him a smile. "Yes, of course. You did tell us how to get here afterall. And here's that basket you ordered," he says indicating down at the large amount of food. Gyro produces a pad and a pen. "Now, if you would just sign for it."

11:13 Zephyrus snirks softly as the other hurried back into a standing position, his tail flitting slowly behind himself "Well, You seem tuckered out. You sure you'd not like to take a short brake for a few minutes? I did order quite a bunch, after all." He scooted the basket towards himself, checkign through it slowly, pushing aside fish and meat to inspect the spices and sauces. With a short nod he reached over, picking out the pad and reachign for the pen offered, gripping it a little too hard he did manage to break it in half, crushing the middle as they were usually not designed for larger creatures. "Whoops. I appologize. That wasn't my intention, little one. Got a spare? If not, I guess I could check for a piece of coal inside."

11:17 Gyro Feather mulls over the offer for only a second before he nods his head with a smile at the edge of his beak. "Well, if you're offering, I dont think I'd mind a little bit of a break." The larger gryphon might pick out the musky smell of his salty sweat in addition to his fruity preening oil that coated him. THe smaller gryphon frowns as the tiercel crushes the pen and then says, "Just...I dont know, dip your talon in that mess of ink you made, and sign with that instead?"

11:20 Zephyrus gives a short nod, dipping his tallon'S tip in what ink he had left on his other claw, giving the pad a rather crude signing, tearing through the paper at points. Offering it back he nodded, chuckling and lifting the basket with his beak, turning around and standing tall, giving the smaller gryphon a does of his own musk, the grassy scent lingering around him with even a couple of blades of freshly cut grass falling tot he ground. "Then feel free to join me in my little home. Feel free to explore a little or join me in my living area~" He rumbled, ruffling his feathers. As it stood now, one position might have to be re-filled at this gryphon's job after tonight~

11:24 Gyro Feather takes the pen and tucks it back into his pouch as the gryphon turns away. When he looks back up, he cant help but notice the large hanging brown orbs on the gryphon's backside as he looks forward. Gyro nods his nead at th offer and then follows the other gryphon back into the cave. "I think, I'll just stick around in the main room...wouldnt want to get lost in the myriad of caves now, would I?" He states, taking a deep breath. Gyro walks behind the waving hips as they make their way deeper into the cave. Fortunately it appeared to be rather well lit, with strange glowing stones on the side marking their passage.

11:15 Zephyrus nods in response to the remarks, the gryphon's tail idly flitting from side to side, always keeping that tailhole out of view though ending up revealing the orbs to their fullest, swinging with every step he took. His musk was heady, trailing after him in a rather obvious way, the source of it all being right in front of the gryphon, after all. "That is true. I would rather not lose the company I have either~"

11:22 Gyro Feather follows along, trying ot make a mental note of how they'd turned so that he'd be able to make his way back to the front of the cave to leave. Its a short walk, about 5 minutes or so, and soon the gryphon finds himself in a large interior chamber. He looks around the room, and then takes a seat in a spot that looks comfortable enough. "I guess this is the main room then?" He asks with a respectful nod. "Why out here instead of in the city in a house?"

11:36 < Gyro Feather> (boop

09:47 Zephyrus gave a short nod as they reached the main chamber, serveral branches leading off to the other smaller ones. The fog of heated water came out of one cave, the flickering light of fire out of another. A general musk lingered in the air, quite obvious that the gryphon he was talking to had made sure to make every inch of this cave smell of himself as to make sure none would enter and take it as their own. "To be honest, I preffer it out here. No buzzling city, no problems with my size and length, enough room to be myself and enjoy life. It's hard to find a good place to stay there and go find someone allowing someone my size to stay there~" He chuckled, sticking his tongue out as he sat back, flicking his tail.

09:54 Gyro Feather lounges on the cushions and breathes in the air, already finding that the scent of hte other gryphon was starting to fade as he started to get used to it. The bird lets out long yawn and glances left and right down the long hallways that led off from the main chamber. "I mean, there are plenty if you know where too look. Some places even cater to the smaller dragons that live in the city," Gyro says with a shrug, meeting the other bird's gaze. "ANd all the ponies and people, there's always something out there for you to do~"

09:58 Zephyrus snickers a little at that, shrugging softly "You serious? You allow those reptiles to live there? They could burn down the city faster than one can imagine." Snirking he gave the other's chest a short prod, winking "I don't mind the solitude out here. Quite lovely to hear the waves crash against the shore and the wind playing with the long grass. It's relaxing." He nods, scratching his gut a little before opening the basket that was delivered to him, looking through the foodstuffs.

10:04 Gyro Feather puffs his chest out as he feels the sharp talon pushing beneath his feathers to the flesh beyond. "Why wouldnt we let them live there? They behave themselves well enough, and well they certainly like their hoards enough to not lose them to an arson charge." Gyro then shrugs at the rest of the claim and says, "Ahhh well...I suppose thats all well and good for some birdies, but certainly not me." As checked previously, everything that the gryphon had ordered was in order and accounted for.

10:10 Zephyrus began to unpack the sauces, spices and meats he had been brought, leaving the fish inside for now as he got up and nodded at the other. "Just a second. You want some water?" He asked, slowly walking out towards the exit with the scent of cold smoke eminating from it. The clacking of his talons on the ground was quite audible still, each step releasing the sound as he made his way there, soon enough returning with two things. A small bucket filled with snow and chunks of ice, and a metallic bowl filled with water. The bowl itself seemed to fit the claw of the larger gryphon quite nicely, though once it was set in front of gyro he could easily see the sheer size of it. With their size difference it would be quite the load of water for the smaller bird!

10:13 Gyro Feather watches as Zepherus begins to unpack the basket and nods his at the sudden question. "Sure, that'd be lovely indeed~" Then, upon seeing the other bird return with the large chalice and the bucket of ice, he giggles, and shakes his head. "You know, back in the city there's something called refrigeration. You dont have to worry about things to keep the meat cold enough not to spoil," gyro explains. He then lifts up the bowl in two talons and brings it to his beak, before taking a deep draught of the cool refreshing liquid.

10:19 Zephyrus rolls his eyes "I know about refrigeration, you silly bird. I have been there before. But without electricity around here, I have to make do with the natural ways of keeping things cold or soak them in salt or dry 'em out. Or, of course, I can eat them fresh and straight out of the seas." He sticks his tongue out, placing the fish in the bucket of ice. Once all were out he placed it to the side, turning the basket over and giving it a few good shakes to make sure everything was emptied out before setting it aside. "How do you think I'd know about delivering services like this~?"

10:28 Gyro Feather nods his head with a sheepish giggle and says, "Oh ya, of course...I supppose that makes sense. Still...you have to admit, that's far less convenient than having a steady supply of magical cooling to keep everything nice and safe." THe bird cant help but lick his beak as the sight and delicious scent of fish fills the air. His tail swishes back and forth before he turns his head away. Out of the basket clinks a small jar of jam that the gryphon seemed to have ovrlooked, but that's it. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, already starting to feel a bit refreshed for his journey home.

10:34 Zephyrus chuckled a little "I do have to admit that it would be far easier to have something that cools things automatically though I don't. So I have to get ice on a regular basis from the mountain tops." nodding a little he placed a fish on his claws before slathering them in the oils of the water dwelling creature, having seen the other bird staring hungrily at them. He smirks at him, getting up on all fours though making sure to just used the very back of his claws to walk towards the other before rubbing some of the oil straight into his feathers with a loud snicker!

10:55 Gyro Feather tilts his head with some confusion as he watches Zepherus play with the fish, but that's about it. He begins to get to his feet now, finally feeling refreshed enough that he might take off, before he suddenly feels the claws combing thorugh his face feathers. The delicious stink of fish fills his snout from the oils that seeped into his pink fluff, and despite the flavor, he knew it would put off others that he might go back to. He glares up at Zepherus and growls, "H-hey! What was that for?"

10:58 Zephyrus smirks and sits back, grabbing the smaller one and pulling him close "You seemed like you needed a dose of fish~" He leaned down, spreading the globs that were stuck to his feathers with his beak, making sure to cover what he could with them. His claws continued to comb through his fur and feathers, further making him stink of fish and slowly massaging the flavor into his hide "Not like you'd object it, I'd imagine~"

11:13 Gyro Feather grunts as he feels himself gryphonhandled by the other's talons, while the beak moves down to preen that thick fishy scent inot his head feathers. Gyro groans and wiggles beneath the attentions, finding them both pleasant and owerpowering at the same time. The fruity flavors of the bird's preening oils mix with the flavor of the fish for a rather unique taste as he wiggles around. "Well...I mean I was just about ot be on my way...no need for all of this uhh...pampering..." he protests, pushing his claws against Zephy's chest.

11:29 Zephyrus wraps him up a little more, resisting those pushing claws and tugging on some of his feathers, pressing in more and more of those oils that were covering him. Zephyrus didn't seem to bothered by the complaints "Come on now, stay a few more minutes, my little bud. You know how it is to be out here~? All alone~?" He asked, giving a light purr as he held him close still. It didn't seem as though Gyro would get out of this easy!

11:30 < Zephyrus> (And I need to get myself some food. I'll be back in a few!)

11:34 Gyro Feather frowns and shakes his head, causing his beak to brush up against Zephy's feathers as he struggles to get free of the other's grip. "No, no, I think I've been here long enough. I dont want to be covered in this mess...and besides, I'm getting hungry," the smaller gryphon protests. It didnt take Zephyrus very long to get the bird completely covered in the strong smelling oils of the fish. Gyro grumbles and says, "There...I think you've gotten every inch of me, can I go now? Before I get into trouble?"

12:00 Zephyrus shakes his head a little at the quesiton, sitting back "If you want~ you can have a fish of mine~" He offered, giving him another few licks. His taste was certainly extraordinary thanks to the mix of fruit and fish, something he had not tasted yet. and it got him riling and eager to keep the gryphon aroudn at all costs. "You really wanna run after I allowed you into my home? Not really that friendly~" He teased, flicking his tail about while holding onto him.

12:33 Gyro Feather glances over towards the bucket where a couple fish lay and licks his beak. "I guess I could maybe stay for a fish...but nothing more than that...I really do have to get back to work. I'm sorry," the gryphon says, and then shudders as he feels the tongue dragging through his feathrs once more, adding another, even less pleasant smelling fluid to his body. "Now...will you let go of me so I can get that proffered fish?"

12:53 Zephyrus gives a little grumble though nods, letting the other down as he trudges over tot he bucket of fish as well, flitting his tail from side to side "Deal. A fishy meal for my guest and myself~" He responded, sticking out his tongue a little. He of course was hinting to another fishy meal though with him walking to the bucket of fish, what could he possibly be talking about other than them?

12:58 Gyro Feather of course has no clue that Zephyrus is refering to him as a meal, and follows along behind the gryphon. Little does he know that those spices and sauces he brought would be used to flavor himself, the largest piece of meat he'd brought with him. He plucks one of the offered fish out of hte bucket, and slowly feeds it down hi sbeak, leaving a large bulge in his neck as it disapears into his belly. "Mmm thank you~ That was lovely~"

13:10 Zephyrus smirked a little, grabbing hold of the little flasks and bottles filled with spices, the oils on his fur surely able to grab and absorb them nicely. He sprinkled a bit of ground up garlic over his feathers, adding a pinch of mint to add to the fruity flavor he covered with fish. "You can have another one if you want~"

13:14 Gyro Feather found himself too distracted with his meal to realized what exactly the gryphon behind him was doing. He lets out a happy chirp of thanks, and then eagerly dips down for that second fish. He picks the smallest one, just to not eat /too/ much of his customer's food. The second one follows quickly, though this time, it stops at his crop, saving it for the journey home.

10:54 Zephyrus held onto the tail of the other just barely with one of his hinds, keeping it secured to keep him from getting away if he was to stop too soon. He looked through the assortments of spices and sweets he had. This gryphon was quite fruity already, a bit of sugar would round that flavor up nicely~. If he had honey, of course, he'd use it as a source while a few more spices landed on the gryphon's feathers, covering the slick oils of the fish he had been exposed to with the flakes and sticking them to him. While he did so, the talons gripped onto the tail a bit more thoroughly to make sure that he wouldn't move away now, a pinch of salt strewn onto his back to finish up the light seasoning~

11:01 Gyro Feather licks his beak as he finishes up that fish, savoring the flavor that still hung at the edge of his beak. Its right about that time that he feels something warm and sticky working its way down into his feathers. He blinks in confusion and turns his head around, only to see the larger bird drizzling the sweet yellow fluid over his feathers. The gryphon squawks and tries to pull away from the crazy gryphon now, though he finds his tail gripped tightly by one of the sharp claws. "H-hey! I'm going to need a bath before I get home. What the hell do you think your doing?" The peacock squawks, flailing his wings around. His eratic movement hleps, however, to ensure a nice even layer of coating as the other bird continues to poor.

11:08 Zephyrus chuckles softly, shaking his head a little at the remarks of the other, keeping his hold up on the tail to not allow him to move out of the way too much. He continued his drizzle, covering more and more of his plumage in the honey as he smirked "You'll get a good soak. I just wanted to see if a bit of honey helped your fruity flavor~ don't you agree that that sounds just delicious~?" He asked, churring loudly as he finished up on the sticky fluid, pushing it aside as he added just a little more of the pepper and admiring his handywork. Seemed like the gryphon was ready for the actual delivery he signed up for. The gryphon usually inteded for his deliverers to not get out of the cave once they bring him his stuff~

11:14 Gyro Feather feels his tail ache as he struggles to get free, putting enough pressure on the joint that there's a pop as it dislocates. "N-no! NO! That just sounds awful. Let me go or I'll have you blacklisted from deliveries. If I dont return, I'm sure they'll know it was you," the smaller gryphon declares, struggling to get free. That hungry sinister gaze of the other bird sent a chill through his heart as he realizes this may well be it for him. There wasnt supposed to be danger by the clients...only the delivery itself and he'd made it just fine.

11:20 Zephyrus blinks a little, his head perking as he looked down at the other, his smirk only growing wider "You know how far out we are, don't you~? A small bird carrying so much food... who would know it was me~?" He questioned, leaning in a little closer to give a teasing "They never knew before~" before giving Gyro's cheek a strong, slobbery lick, covering the feathers in a decent amount of drool. He tugged back with his hind, dragging the looser tail underneath himself to get the other to get close. His free fores gripped onto the fores of the other, talons gripping tightly.

11:25 Gyro Feather shudders while the shadow of Zephyrus grows over him as he leans forward. He had to get out of here. This large gryphon was deranged...and eh was going to be food if he didnt. Gyro wrinkles his face as he feels the hot tongue running over his feathers, coating it in an oily smelly slime that dribbles down his face. Suddenly his claws are grasped and he's pulled in even closer. In his struggles he manages to get some of that golden honey on the other's otherwise clean feathers. "N-no! How many have you eaten? You were a new customer for us..."

11:29 Zephyrus blinked once before laughing softly, soon turning into a threatening growl "New? I guess they must've forgotten my previous orders~ I tend to order at least twice a month. I guess the route just ends up too treatorous for those poor delivery birds~" He winks, his tail lashing about as he felt the sticky honey being worked into his fur and feathers. He snorted once, tugging up on the other's fores to stretch them out in front of his head "Regardging your question on how many~ I lost count. I usually have enough bits aroudn to cover for them~" He winked, licking over the talons of the other.

11:39 Gyro Feather lets out a soft whimper at those words and lashes his tail beneath the other's rump. Gyro squeals once his forelegs are drawn up towards that beak and then shakes his head. "N-no! please, you cant do this...its not fair!" he calls out, knowing that he's probably no different from the others. "Why would htey continue sending..." Gyro feels the warm tongue working its way between the individual divets of his talons, smearing each of them with drool as his golden flavor is taken in. The gryphon digs the sharp points of his digits into the slippery flesh that's playing against them, while drool trickles down his arms.

11:45 Zephyrus frowns as he felt the other dig his claws' tips into the tip of his tongue. He gave a short grunt before pressing the jagged corners of his beak down into Gyro's fores, causing some pain to maybe stop his claws from pressing into his tongue. The wriggly muscle worked against the talons, covering them in the thick, slimy drool. The gryphon flicked his tail about mroe, ruffling his feathers. "Pay extra, get added services~" He winked once, clamping his beak further down over those forelegs, wriggling his tongue more to work it free.

11:57 Gyro Feather yowls in pain as the sharp beak comes down on his talons, causing him to flinch and let go fo the tongue long enough for Zephyrus to work them a little deeper. He's now up to his forelegs in the gryphon's maw, with the tips pushing forward against the entrance to the gullet. He can see into the partially opened beak, with pink flesh lining the inside of his maw, and drool dripping down over him. "N-no...they wouldnt. The guards would notice..." he protests...though the guards seemed less interested in gryphons, he had to admit.

12:08 < Gyro Feather> (nomph

12:17 Zephyrus smirked just a little, the points he brought up only making the other gryphon chuckle as he seemed less interested than before in them. Not like the smaller one would get away from him now, held within his beak and claws while he fed the fores of the other deeper inside. The gryphon gave a short gulp, gripping a hold of his claws with his throat, the muscles squeezing down on the digits and dragging him forwards. The squishy muscles clenched upon Gyro's claws, squeezing them together and streamlining them.

12:22 Gyro Feather is forced to smell the raw breath of the other as he blasts out over his face with each laugh. The first gulp brings a terror to the gryphon as he's drawn in, where his fists make barely a bulge on the other's throat. The muscles though, rythmically draw him in, bringing his beak tip closer and closer to penetrating the entrance of the other's throat. The texture of his tongue grows all the more visible, with tiny lumps upon it, while tiny imperfections in the wet cheeks glisten in the light. "This isnt fair...I brought you plenty of food..."

12:35 Zephyrus closed his eyes once he felt the other's claws press inwards, slowly pulling him forth and dragging him another few inches towards the throat. The slick muscle of his tongue slathered up the scaled legs of his, lubing them up for the muscles of his throat to easily drag him down. It didn't seem like the other gryphon was letting him go now, Zephyrus thoroughly having prepared his meal to eat it. He was not giving away this opportunity now!

12:43 Gyro Feather feels his beak have a bead of saliva break over it as the tip enters into Zephyrus's jaws while the tongue flicked up against it. Gyro's scaley arms and hard beak were hardly appetizing, save for the coatings that the tiercel had added to him, but now he could smell the other's feathers quickly approaching. Each roll of the muscles, and each swallow draws him in a little deeper, while his heart thumps, fearful of the inevitable to come.

12:57 < Gyro Feather> (zephy~

13:00 < Gyro Feather> (Boop

13:48 < Zephyrus> (Finally back -.-)

13:48 < Zephyrus> (You still around gero?)

13:48 < Gyro Feather> (Ya

13:49 < Zephyrus> (Wanna continue? Sorry for poofing so suddenly -v-')

13:49 < Gyro Feather> (Sure

13:58 Zephyrus seemed quite indifferent of the fear the other displayed, making him dive headfirst into the parting jaws! The drool-y beak of his grew closer and closer to that head of his. The large stud's tongue pressed against the other's chin, lifting his head just a little to angle it right while the tiercel drove his head forth abruptly, overtaking the feathered feathers, having grown tired of the taste of his scales.

13:59 < Gyro Feather> (Feathered feathers :P

14:02 Gyro Feather is forced to beathe in the stale meaty breath as the gryphon's beak eclipses his head, forcing him into the thick drool that filled the beak. The tongue quickly runs over his feathers, pulling off that mix of fruity and spiced honey flavor that decorated the pretty little peacock. Ahead, the bird could feel the tunnel pulsing around him, grabbing onto his forelegs and drawing him in, while his beak pushes agianst the gullet's entrance.

14:06 Zephyrus ghasps!)

14:07 < Zephyrus> (double typed!)

14:12 Zephyrus growled softly, his tongue trailing over his feathers and dragging off the sweet mixture, drooling more over Gyro's features, the large gryphon closing his eyes and gulping softly around those legs and rippling over those arms, pulling them deeper steadily. Óf course it left Gyro's head to draw in furhter, making his way into the awaiting gullet just ahead of him, pushing him into the tight confines of those rippling muscles more and more, rubbing in the drool and soaking him to the bone while Zephyrus murred loudly, the seasoning having done a great job to improve the other's taste~
[2017-12-27 09:36] *Gyro Feather 's tries to open his beak in protest, but the powerful muscles of the gullet squeeze over it in a swallow, as he's cast down into the dark chasm with a gulp. He's powerless to stop his descent into the dark tunnel as those muscles squeeze against his form. The smell of old fish permeates everything, while his honey coated chest feathers dance across Zephy's tongue. His wings thrash in the grip, while his hind legs kick out.
[2017-12-27 09:49] *Zephyrus rumbled out softle, the gryphon tilting his head back a little further to raise the other tiercel upwards. The muscles of his throat gripped down upon him, clenching and working him a little lower with each gulp. The large muscle that was his tongue slathered more and more drool upon the poor delivery bird's chest, pulling more of the sweet, yet spicy flavoring of of him and getting him to slivate even more. Though Zephyrus didn't seem to mind it. Purring louder than before he gripped at those trashing wings, pushing them to his side while opening his beak widely to cram more of the bird in, feeling the bulge of his head pressing out against his skin!
[2017-12-27 10:05] *Gyro Feather squeals as he's lifted skyward, aiding his descent despite his flailing wings, though, those are soon restrained and forced between the other's cheeks, as the last of his pink feathers dispear into that beak. His claws begin to push into the eager bird's crop, leaving small lumps in his chest where he begins to spill out. He can feel that consumed fish in here, squishing between his claws, and adding the the awful odor as the sweltering heat permeates his body.
[2017-12-27 10:20] *Zephyrus rumbled lowly, the gryphon keeping his rhythm of swallowing and pushing up, the claws pressing on his rump as the last of the pink of the bird vanished within the jagged beak, his claws pressing down on the muscled rump of the other. The purring did vibrate the esophagus of the larger bird, carrying on over into the smaller avian and squeezing down upon him as he was pressed down more. His claws would be forced into the small pile of fish within, soaking him in the oils and a bit of their slimes while more and more of him spilled in, the large tongue working over his lower belly at this point, beak closing to press those hinds of his outwards.
[2017-12-27 10:28] *Gyro Feather 's head slides into the crop as well with the next gulp, bringing that thumping heart and heavy breathing ever more present into his ears. Even more worrying, however, was that distant growling and gurgling of a belly preparing to recieve an influx of food, no doubt, already hard at work on one of the fishes. There's a painful groan when that beak closes around his hinds, while the tongue slips up between his rump, tickling at his sheath and sensitive parts beneath his tail, resulting in Gyro squirming. He closes his eyes hard and tries to think of awful thoughts to combat the growing pressure in his shaft as that tongue tries to coax him from his sheath.
[2017-12-27 10:38] *Zephyrus lowered his head once the other's thighs were beginning to slip in between his beakhalves, his tongue working eagerly to lure the last bits of tasty flavoring out of the other bird while another gulp pulled him even deeper, dragging his crotch over the broadening tongue. Zephyrus' crop did clench down on him once his shoulders and chest slipped into it, mushing the fould mixture of fish guts and slimes right into him, covering the fruity flavor in grime and disgusting textures. The larger one did not seem to focused on getting the other rigid, more than he was leeching the flavors, his tongue pressing up against the taint and pushing on it, another swallow following to force him deeper yet, his beak ony opening so far to allow those legs and his tail to trail after him.
[2017-12-27 10:46] *Gyro Feather shudders and feels his sheath plumping out underneath the steady pressure of the tongue as its friction glides against the sensitive flesh. A musky flavor soon joins the honey and fhishy flavors that the griffon had worked into his fruity coat as his shaft pushes out into the maw. He squeals when the fish is crushed against his body, smearing the oils and interals all over his body and mucking up his feathers. His hind legs kick and thrash in the air, asn another gulp burries his shaft in the hot gullet, out of reach of the tongue. Only his last vestiges of hind legs and tail remain outside of the mighty bird. "L-let me go!" He calls out, pushing up against the walls of the chamber that now held him tight.
[2017-12-27 11:00] Gyro Feather: (boop
[2017-12-27 11:04] *Zephyrus leaned his head back only a little after the bulk of his hip was pressed intot he first of the rings of his throat, the muscled passage working quite effectively in pressing him downwards. The tongue wrapped around the legs of his, binding his feet together by the ankles as the last few strong gulps followed, sending the last of the bird on his trip down intot he tight confinses of his crop while the chamber worked on expanding to fit the bird that was entering it. Gyro's world would only be filled by the constant vibrations of the purring around him, the rush of air going in and out of the lungs, the thumping of the large heart nearby and the gulging of the stomach below. The only other thing his senses could really pick up was the strong stench all around him and the wetness all around, soaking him in the predigestive fluids as the last of him spilled into the chamber.
[2017-12-27 11:04] Zephyrus: (Didn't hear the ping)
[2017-12-27 11:10] *Gyro Feather wiggles as his hinds are wrapped in that tongue, unable to get free, before they too are forced to disappear with one last loud gulp. Those powerful muscles force him downwards, causing hisbody to fill out the crop entirely, leaving an odd bunch of lumps beneath the feathers. Inside the bird found everything incredibly cramped, as the streched muscles force him tightly against himself and the rest of the food inside of there, leaving him very little room to truly move. That pleasured purring certainly did not put him at ease, and in response, he continues to shout for his freedom, and push against the walls, too little effect. The heat and humidity are sweltering, working to suck the energy right out of him, even as he continues to fight. His feathers droop and lay flat against his body, soaked to the brim with the heavy drool.
[2017-12-27 11:20] *Zephyrus 's rumbling slowed down a little once the last of the bird was subjected to the overbearing heat of his crop, the larger avian flopping to his side and resting a claw on his still empty belly. "You want out~? You'll get out sooner or later. Though only a bit of you will leave my beak~" He taunted, his intent quite clear with the birb already stored in his food filled crop. He closed his eyes, his inhales growing faster as the pressure on the top of the crop growing stronger and pushing on Gyro within, the room inside the crop growing more and more cramped before a small amount of it freed back up as a fish slipped away underneath his body, passing on over through the small opening and into the stomach waiting for him.
[2017-12-27 11:27] *Gyro Feather 's ears ached from the loud voice that boomed all around him from the other's words, leaving him gasping. "N-no! No you cant!" He calls out desperately. "All of me needs to leave your beak!" He struggles, pushing hard at teh walls of the crop, trying to find his way back up, while fish slip away beneath him, adding the the slop in the stomach. His own lungs compress under the pressure, making breathing more difficult, while his motions slow. He was feeling rather exhausted unfortunately, from his half an hour of struggling before. He was sweating in the chamber now, adding a salty oil to teh already gross mixture of things taht coated over his feathers.
[2017-12-27 11:38] *Zephyrus shook his head, chuckling lowly as he idly scrotched over his own gut, the pressure steadily building up and pressing down on the bird being subjected tot he confines of his insides, his tomach already working on breaking down the fish that slipped past by the force of the 'piston' that gyro created. Slowly but surely though, the pressure was evenly pressing down, continuously forcing the smaller bird further and further downwards, pressing him through the sludge fo the fish and steadily into the tight sphincter at the bottom of the chamber to get him into the stomach.
[2017-12-27 11:42] *Gyro Feather stiffens and goes still, eager not to let his body fold in such a way as for him to be pressed down through that next sphincter. He seems stuck for a while, even as the pressure builds uncomfortable around him, making it hard to breathe. Finally though, he can hold it no longer as his muscles give up, allowing him to shift such that his hind pushes through that hole. The bulge in Zephyrus's crop steadily shrinks now, as Gryo's form compresses into the chest, and then begins to fill out into the belly. He can feel the sludgy fish smearing into his fur, mixing with the caustic juices. Try as he might though, he cant escape, and his head plunges into the belly as well. The foul scent of bile fills his nostrils, leaving him coughing as he fights for escape.
[2017-12-27 11:53] *Zephyrus groaned out once he felt the pressure slowly being relieved as the smaller tiercel is forced lower, his claw being pushed up by the swelling bulge of the other being spilled into the stomach. The juices within were more of a slurry at this point, mixed with fish scales and covering the other in the glistening mess of scales. The walls around him seemed quite smooth, rubbing down on him and grinding the sludge in through his matted down plumage and into his skin below, steadily dissolving the oils covering his body to penetrate deeper within.
[2017-12-27 11:54] Zephyrus: (I do need to pick up some food which will likely take from 40 minutes to an hour -v-')
[2018-02-16 00:14] *Gyro Feather was rather fortunate that the gryphon had indeed given him a rather generous coating of fish oil, which, at least at the beginning works to prevent himself from getting damaged by the acids as the muck washes over him, smearing down into his feathers and fur, leaving him glittering with the scales that used to belong to the fish. Some of the fishy juice gets into his mouth, leaving him gagging in the overwhelmingly bitter flavor that inindates it. His legs kick out against the sides, causing little bulges to shift beneath the fur as gyro fights to escape.
[2018-02-16 00:31] *Zephyrus rumbles lowly, the gryphon idly patting over the bulge made by the smaller avian inside of his stomach. He did roll over eventually, churring out and sprawling, sending the gryphon iside tumbling and the waves of acids washing over him. "You better enjoy the time in there, not much of you is going to leave~" He taunted his captive, able to easily feel the kickign and pushing from within. The wrinkled walls would pull inwards from time to time, squishing inon him and getting a good grip on his form before releasing once more, allowing him to move a bit more freely.
[2018-02-16 00:37] *Gyro Feather grunts hard each time the stomach clamps down on him, dragging at his feathers and stilling his form before releasing them, as if trying to coax them out of his form. Gyro fights and squrims inside the bulge, feeling the claws running over his form as Zepherus lays there. The gryphon squeals at first, thoug that turns into a gurgle as he's dropped beneath the liquid from the rolling, before the large bird settles down on top of him, making each breath a fight to reach the surface. Meanwhile the time spent in there means that he's begnining to feel the uncomfortable tingling of the liquid wearing away to his flesh. "N-no! I dont enjoy this...I'm not food..."
[2018-02-16 00:42] *Zephyrus smirked softly, his tail flitting side to side "You are part of the food delivery though, aren't you~?" He questioned, a shit-eating-grin plastered over his mug. He couldn't be more pleased with how defeated the tiny bird sounded, though he wanted to feel him struggle more, trying to agitate him to a level that would make him fight more! Stretching out and flaring his wings a little, he would get up, allowing the smaller gryphon to breathe a little more easy and allowing his gut to sag, forcing the acid level a little lower, just up to his knees if he were to be standing inside~
[2018-02-16 00:54] *Gyro Feather squeals as he hears the taunting of the larger bird ringing loudly in his ears as it travels through his body. "N-NO! I'm just the delivery bird, not part of the delivery itself. You've gotta let me go, otherwise, they'll come after you!" He calls out, shifting in the gut as the pressure comes up off of him. The bird's able to breathe a little easier now as he clambers to the surface, though the clenching of the stomach was pulling off feathere and fur alike now, leaving painful sores on his body. He finds himself wishing he'd not stayed to eat those fish he'd been offered from teh delivery, and instead left right away.
[2018-02-16 01:08] *Zephyrus simply shook his head, taking a few more steps, rumbling lowly "Nah. You see, I've done this before~ Serveral times. Either they charge me more or just allow it to happen~" He exclaimed, churring as he made his way deep into the cave of his. "You'll join the pile of pellets, just like the others before you~" He teased, licking his beak a little. The acids were sloshing side to side, his tail flitting about at a slow pace.
[2018-02-16 01:15] *Gyro Feather sloshes around as the gryphon takes each step, sending him riding up against the wall. The sores on his sides grow all the more painful, and soon he finds he's entirely stripped of his feathers and fur, instead finding himself pricked by the quills, and the fish bones. The juice has thinned out around him though, as all of hte meat on the fish has entirely left the belly now. The gryphon gulps and shakes his head, imagining him as a brightly colored lump, like some of the ponies he'd devoured. "N-no...surely...they care...You were listed as a new customer...."
[2018-02-16 01:23] *Zephyrus humms softly, chuckling a little "If you think so~ I know a different side to them~" He rumbled, the walls aroudn him squeezing in more roughly now that the stomach was emptied to a degree, eager to work on more of his food. The quills and bones of the fish were piling up more and more, making for a rather unsound, pointy island in the acids though at least it would give him a bit of time to remain atop the level and not get assaulted more for as long as he could remain on there.
[2018-02-16 01:30] *Gyro Feather found the 'island' to be little more than a clump of muck that as soon as he put any weight on it, he just sunk right on through, back down into the mess of goop. He was already finding that his tail would no longer move under his command, as it'd been reduced to just a length of bone and ligaments, as where his claws steadily losing their ability to be controlled. His entire body stung now as the muscles over most of him was being torn into by the juices, which thickened once more but htis time with his own meat. Truth be told, even if he was let free now, he wouldnt make it. "N-no....you cant..."
[2018-02-16 01:32] *Zephyrus smirked, perking just a little at the words he put out "I can~" He simply retorted, his own tail flitting side to side. He could feel the gryphon beginning to slow down already with the acids stripping him off quite evidently, the mass of meat piling up more and more in the sludge, adding the colorfull and vibrant bird to the stew of fish and acids.
[2018-02-16 01:38] *Gyro Feather coughs as he gets some of the gunk in his beak once more, leaving a burning sensation as it then travesl down his throat. His whole body felt like it was on fire and it was growing increasingly hard to move. The stinging against his throat makes it difficult for him to speak back, especially as he frequently is forced beneath the surface by the muscles squeezing upon him. The bird's body cavity is growing increasingly thin as the force and acids threaten to burst it open.
[2018-02-16 01:49] Gyro Feather: (boop
[2018-02-16 01:54] *Zephyrus was sure the smaller gryphon was not too eager about litterally spilling his guts, though with the time passing more and more, his body wouldn't be able to contain itself for too much longer, the larger gryphon shifting about and flitting his tail slowly "You sure held out quite a while, longer than I was expecting too. Never knew small avians had that much strength in them~" He teased, a short chuckle following, jostling the smaller bird around inside.
[2018-02-16 01:54] Zephyrus: (I do have to get something to eat. It's 9 and I didn't ahve breakfast yet ^^;)
[2018-02-16 02:05] *Gyro Feather didnt have much longer that he was gonna last at this point. His struggles grow almost to nothing as he feels the pain coursing through his body. Suddenly his belly gives out with a tear, allowing the juices to rush inside his body cavity and spilling his guts into the chamber. The bird gives a couple final twitches and then passes on, left as nothing but food for the magnificent larger bird.
[2018-02-16 02:05] Gyro Feather: (Alright just up to you to close when you get back~
[2018-02-16 03:42] *Zephyrus savored the moment for as long as he could, the last twitches of the smaller bird giving in managing to ellict a loud purr from him. The gryphon did not seem to mind the fact that he had jsut ended the life of another avian, his legs stretching out and wings folding up neatly. It would probably be a gutwrenching feeling to others if one would think just how gruesome the poor bird was treated in his last moments, though the thrill sent shudders down the larger bird's spine. He was left quite full, still having a good supply of food to last him another week before he'd have to order again with what he had. The bones were stripped clean, bleching in the process while all the fur, scales and feathers were being compacted down more and more, mixing in with the bones and cleaning up the stomach to a degree while the meaty stew was sent down lower. The delivery bird would at least be part of a bigger being, his precious fur and feathers left to clean the crop and allow the other to be more healthy. The longer things went on, the more sleepy the larger bird got, eventually just passing out on his slightly food enduced coma. With time passing slowly, the sludge passing through his intestines would be sapped of what it had to offer, eventually loosing the meaty color and more and more of the liquid suspended in it, hardening out with whatever pieces of bones and scales made it through. With the morning soon coming, the gryphon stretched out, yawning loudly before ruffling his feathers, getting up and preparing for his usual routine. Though there were two things bugging him. One was an itch in his throat, the other being quite a decent amount of pressure in his rear. Getting to the far wall of the cave he approached a decently sized pile of pellets, some more on the silvery side, other quite brown. His would surely stand out among the mound. Leaning forth and hacking slowly, he soon felt the pellet move from his gut, through his crop, picking up any gunk still stuck in it and eventually, with a sickly sounding cough, it would spew forth. A neatly compacted ball of silvery scales, blue fur and pink feathers. All clamped down around the bleached skull of the avian he had for dinner the other day. Other bones were visible, sticking out at odd angles while stomach acids and slimes were dripping from them, collecting on the ground in small puddles. He picked it up and smirked at it, pointing the eyeholes towards the mound "See~? I wasn't lying when I told you there were others before you~" He chuckled, tossing the ball at the top of the pile before turning around, making his way towards the mouth of the cavern "But sadly, I must go and rid myself of the rest of you~" He called out, soon enough reaching the outcrop of his cave, squatting over the rim of the stone cliff and relaxing as the brown mass of gryphon dung is being forced out of his pucker. The logs didn't get any chance to pile up though, being sent down quite a distance only to splat on the ground and spray in everywhich direction. That way he would at least be good as some sort of fertilizer~