Stats

The RP has a total of 18 lines, 1163 words, and 6319 characters.
The average line consists of 64.61 words that themselves average 4.43 characters taking about 4 minutes, 13 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 9 lines, 536 words, and 2916 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 59.56 words that themselves average 4.44 characters taking about 4 minutes, 6 seconds.
Sparkie said a total of 9 lines, 627 words, and 3403 characters.
Sparkie's average line consists of 69.67 words that themselves average 4.43 characters taking about 4 minutes, 21 seconds.

10:36 Sparkie , Half asleep mare leans inti Gyrie maw..

10:39 GyroFeather had been in mid yawn when he suddenly feels a furred thing between his beak, resting on his tongue. He closes his beak gently around her and glances down at Sparkie.

10:41 Sparkie frowns. It doesn't seem like the little feral can work up her feral side lately.. She licks across his tongue feeling rather safe with her snout firmly held in your mouth..

10:44 GyroFeather returns the lick by dragging his tongue across the entireity of her muzzle, leaving it coated in hot smelly drool. Below heim, he can feel his belly give a soft grumble.

10:49 Sparkie stays quiet as her uniquely tasty maw is slathered with his typically nasty spit.. She enjoys it, even with his overly sensetive her nose is. After hearing that digestive gurgle of his needed belly she pushes forwards, letting him know she belongs to him.. She does love him alot as more than a pred.. But she gets jealous easy.. Being claimed as his prey at least makes her happy 💚

10:54 GyroFeather grunts as she forces her head forward into his maw and reflexively swallows, drawing her entire head into his gullet before he coughs around her. The smell only grows worse as the fresh air being breathed in around her is cut off. The slick oily drool beads its way into her fur while the gryphon takes another gulp, drawing his breakfast down into him.

10:57 Sparkie blushes, and doesn't squirm or anything.. As usuall trying to be a refreshingly easy breakfast. Even if she's frail, weak, and not the most nutritious. Her thick fur soaks up all the saliva he produces, slicking her body down and making it easy for his breakfast to slip down~

10:59 GyroFeather grasps his claws around her legs and holds them to her sides as he feeds more fo her body into his beak. he can feel her sinking deeper and deeper into him while the gullet squeezed tight onto her form. Her head beigns to push into his crop about hte time his tongue is darting over her belly, adding more of tha tslime to her form.

11:04 Sparkie 's muzzle dips into a stagnant puddle of Gyro drool as she's slowly deposited in his crop. Her rear legs close and her tail wags as her pettable belly is licked instead. She loves him from his dirty claws gripping her weak body, to that reeking, churning smell coming from below his crop. Scraps of previous meals that stuck to his crop now stick to her. Like she's cleaning his crop out for him, though she had no choice In the matter ~

11:09 GyroFeather shoves the mare down deeper, forcing her to begin to curl in the stagnant drool while his tongue reaches down to her rump. It curls up, playing against her soft sensitive nethers as he draws off the flavors and replacses it with his smelly spit. Talons massage over the insides of her thighs. Inside him, the crop squishes the thick slime over her body, smelling of old fish and other food, that's sat there for far too long.

11:15 Sparkie squirts her fluids out on his tongue.. She really hasn't been tended to or loved in a long time.. poor girl, at least she got off before passing his crop. Inside said crop the mare had been squeezed and submerged in that pool of swallowed bird spit. She squirms just a little bit 💚

11:19 GyroFeather swallows her butt after she's fnished and quickly follows that up with her legs and tail. The hooves make their way into his mouth, and he gives that final part a good long lick across both musky frongs, before then gulping heard. With a loud gluck, she's forced entirely into his crop. All around her she can hear his thumping heart and steady breaths, as well as the gurgling belly beyond.

11:25 Sparkie bulges the tight sac, as it kneads and softens her with its constant contractions. Shes never been held in his crop before, usually pushed on through to digest.. maybe the gryphon is having second thoughts~? And will soon spit her up to have a friend to cuddle and spend time with.. Or maybe he's already forgotten about his breakfast, letting his crop have its way with her at a natural pace. She wouldn't be opposed to being Spared or finished. Though now that she's came she's alot less reckless with her weakened self.. it might be too late~ 💚 her body feels ever so pleasent, even though he's got a lump in his chest from her~

11:27 GyroFeather rolls out of bed with teh mare hanging just above his chest and ebgins to make his way towards the kitchen. From there he grabs a bagel and throws it int he toaster, while he works on making eggs and fish as well. Faintly she'd be able to hear the noises, though they're indistinct and muffled.

11:30 Sparkie gets used to how tight it is in there, softly rubbing her hoof in circles around the flesh. With the Autumn equinox drawing close, her Eldritch powers have started to wane.. She knows she still has enough to revive herself for now.. but Gyro might be digesting and claiming alot more tab he knows~

11:35 GyroFeather coos softly at the gentle massage as he feels her moving inside of him. Soon enough though, he's finished cooking his various breakfast items. The first he eats are a coupel bagles, plastered in cream cheese and topped with salmon. He chews them before sending the spongy bolases down to squish up against Sparkie's soft foaked fur.

11:41 Sparkie lets her ears flick down, giggling at that cute noise. She loves Cooing, even able to hear it over that constnatly thick burbling and growling of the digestive pit so close to her. She rubs the side of her cheek against his crop walls, opposite her hoof. giving quite the enjoyable massage. As the thick paste of other, more nutritious meals plop down through the valve and coat her she settles on the facet Gyro won't be letting her go. While she still has the strength to, she sparks her horn and channels for a few minuets as he eats, the tight, full chamber stretching and crushing harder as he packs it full. Her magic fades, having drawn in all the flux from the area into herself to give her the strength to revive later.. Now she isn't as scared, but still rubs his crop, less to convince him to spit her up, and more to soothe the beautifull, superior creature~ 💚

11:48 GyroFeather finishes up his large meal, feelin ghis crop bulging with all the food he'd added which completley coats the poor pony inside in thck slimy materials. Then he tops it all off with orange juice. He can feel his crop straining some now as it massages the food into sparkie, and the soft rubs bring a longe purr that rumbles through his chest. He licks his beak though, not quite sure he's satisfied as his eyes glance up towards Flicker's room too.

11:52 < Sparkie> (( You know Flicker would get her mother out and eat the bird right~?