Sandy Encounter

18 October 2017

15:17 GyroFeather had decided to have a nice relaxing day on the beach, and in one of the more isolated spots, it was mostly just himself and the water, under an umbrella. The pink feathered gryphon dozes off , cooing gently in his sleep while the spray of the salt splashes up to dampen his feahters, and leave little crystals behind. Ins his sleep he coos softly, shifting occasionally, but obvious deep enough in slumber that he was all but dead to the world, while his body soaks up the warm rays.

15:19 WindyNights looks out from her post, she uses the lifeguard post at night to look around, usually for places to make sand castles, or to find a seashell, but today the yellow pega looks out, and sees the gryphon, and smirks, her belly growls as she does* "Ooh~ Free snack~"

15:22 GyroFeather shifts in ihs sleep, rolling his blue body over such that his back faced the sun, while a pretty tail lashes about in his sleep, adorned with peacock feathers. The bird is entirely obviouvious to teh approaching pegasus, as her hooves shift in the sand.

15:24 WindyNights slowly walks up, and smirks, looking around, she sees some ponies outside, so, she has an idea* "Hmm, I'll build a sandcastle here, so they don't see~" *she starts, minutes go by as the surrounding wall is put in place, 2 feet in less than 5 minutes

15:27 GyroFeather seems to stir slightly a couple times as WindyNights moves around, and yet the gryphon ever quite makes it to full wakefullness for the entire diration it takes to make the full sandcastle. Fortunatly, even as the sun's light is obstructed, the bird already has an umbrella over him, preventing him from noticing the change in quality.

15:27 < WindyNights> (Windy)

15:27 < GyroFeather> (err right :P

15:28 WindyNights giggles gently as it surrounds them, a good 3 feet taller than the bird or herself* "Well, dinner time~" *she looks him over, trying to find the best place to start her meal*

15:36 GyroFeather rouses into wakefullness now as he hears the batpony speaking, though he's not quite awake enough to figure out what she's said. His bleary eyes steadily come into focus, first at her, and then at the walls of sand that surroudn them. "Huh? Who are you...where did this sand come from?" The gryphon asks with more than a hint of confusion in his voice.

15:44 < WindyNights> (She's a normal pon òwó)

15:45 WindyNights grins. "Not something you should be asking~ You should be asking where you're going~" *her stomach growls, and she licks her lips* "Because you're looking at it~"

15:52 GyroFeather blinks as he stares at the mare, tilting his head as if he doesnt understand the pegasus's comment. His tail flicks side to side as the gryphon begins to roll to his hooves once more, taking his eyes off of Windy. "I think, where I'm going is out of this sandcastle...why did you even buildit around me."

15:54 WindyNights smirks, as he falls into a small sand trap* "No, you're going into my belly~" *she tosses sand into his wings, preventing flight* "You'll be going to my thighs~"

15:58 GyroFeather squawks and tumbles down, feeling his claws dig deep into the sand as he turns his head back to look at the mare. Her wordes send a shudder down his body, even as his feathers are dusted with sand. That would take forever to preen, assuming he got free of this situation. "N-no! You cant! You're a pony, you dont eat meat!" The bird protests, though the more he worked his legs, the deeper and more entrapped he seemed to get.

16:02 WindyNights closes your beak, and smiles* "Shhh, I'm not going to eat you like that~" *she seems to have tyed a string around your beak, preventing your complaints* "Now, who's gonna be my good food? You are!~"

16:10 GyroFeather struggles to open his beak as her hooves hold his mouth closed, while she assembles a rope around it, nice and snug, wrapping around the back of his head to secure it in place. THe gryphon groans and makes othe rnoises, but wiht his beak held cllosed, he's unable to form words. The bird shudders, and tries to pull away. If he could just get his claws free, he might stand a chance.

16:12 WindyNights ties them together, and walks around you

16:12 < GyroFeather> (Surely you can do better than that :V

16:13 < WindyNights> (Sorry fam xD

16:14 WindyNights ties his claws, and then his hooves, forcing him in a hog tie* "Why are you trying to struggle? It's futile, don't you know that?" *she giggles, pulling him out of the pit, and she looks him over, licking her lips once again

16:19 GyroFeather writhes in Windy's grip, fighting agaisnt the bindings, but steadily she makes process, bringing all four limbes together, and forcing him to topple down over to his side. His wings flap against the ground frantically as he struggles to do something, to get out of there, and in the process throws sand up into the air, including tossing some into her mouth. His words of protest die in his beak, and in such an isolated part of the beach, no one would hear him.

16:21 WindyNights spits the sand out, "Blegh!" and then looks him in the eyes* "You're gonna go in, understood?~" *she opens her maw, and puts your beak in*

16:26 GyroFeather 's eyes stare right back at her, quivering as they lock with his, where he gulps in fear. As her maw opens, he's greated with teh glistening pink insides of her muzzle, dripping with strands of drool that break over his beak. The hot foul scent of her breath washes over him, causing him to shudder as the scent penetrates his nares.

16:27 WindyNights pushes down, his whole beak in her maw, one of the things he sees barely, is her wings, out and stretched, she enjoys his consumption, she adores it*

16:32 GyroFeather tries to pull back, finding the revolting sensation of her flesh sliding over his beak an almost unwinnable situation though, as hie's drawn deeper against the slippery warm flesh. Gritty sand sticks to his feahters as she begins to reach past his beak, while the hard tip scratches across teh tongue . THe brid'e swings flap even harder, kicking up even more sand and blasing it against her.

16:34 WindyNights uses her rear hooves as a ballast, and she goes to tie your wings together, whilst getting your head into her mouth

16:37 GyroFeather 's wings resist being tied, as they kept in constant motion, and the position the pair found themselves in did not lean towards an easily handling of her prey. And yet, his head is drawn deeper. The soft pink crest feather tickles at her lips as his eyes ar drawn into the darkness, casing him in shadow. Meanwhile the tip of his beak begins to push up aginst the entrance to the throat, despite his protests.

16:37 < GyroFeather> (Do you think you could try and be alittle more descriptive in the future? More than just actions, describe it all)

16:38 < WindyNights> (Yeah sorry)

16:39 WindyNights continues to pull deeper, her tail audibly swishing, she sniffs every so often, unable to see you, but tasting you the same. She goes on, your head in her neck, as she swallows again and again, pulling you deeper

16:54 GyroFeather hears the first loud gulp all around him as that tunnel opens up before him, allowing hs whole head to draw in between her jaws. The ripling muscles squeeze on his form, pulling him down towards the greedy stomach that gurgled distantly below. Though, as she began to reach his shoulders, his wings steadily found their movements restricted.

17:00 < WindyNights> (Sorry gtg

11:41 WindyNights swallows multiple times, pulling him further in, how easy it felt to swallow a bird, how, delightful it felt, soon he’d just be food, to feed this hungry, hungry pegasus

11:50 GyroFeather finds the struggle his wings could put up quikcly diminishing as her jaws slide over them, forcing them to his sides, along with his tied forlimbs. THe hot drool steadily drips down his face, encasing him in the slippery substance that eeks out of her gullet. The bird squawks, making a bulge in ther throat the deeper he gets.

11:51 WindyNights simply sits, waiting for her prey to finally get in her belly, she would start to think, the bird she’s eating, would it have been a better idea to eat the bird whilst he was asleep?

11:55 GyroFeather finds himself moving down her throat steadily now, till his beak pushes into her belly. The powerful scent of her stomach assaults his nose instantly, but there's not much he can do, except continue to sink deeper into her gut, tied up as he is.

11:55 < WindyNights> ((Gonna go eat, be back in a few

19:22 WindyNights purrs and continues to swallow, his beak so close to her acid now, she murrs as his legs are roped up just outside her face, trembling with presumed fear

19:28 GyroFeather 's sandy feathers drag across her tongue with yet another gulp while also working beneath the feathers and scraping across his skin. His beak plunges beneath the juices as more of him is drawn in, flooding it through the cracks with the bitter bile that burns at his tongue. He continues to squirm furiously, but the trussed up turkey has little he can do.

19:36 WindyNights murrs and gulps again, the bird having eaten it’s prey for the night, she licks his hind legs, as they go down her throat, satisfyingly

19:42 GyroFeather kicks out weakly as more of him slides into hte belly, forcing him to curl into a tight ball as more of him makes its way into the chamber. The process is much faster than the start, and soon his paws feel that final push of th ethroat. The walls of the stomach squeeze in around him as he pushes back, causing the surface to writhe with his form.

19:44 < WindyNights> *she gets up and rolls onto her back, cooing as she gazes at her belly, where her prey, a fellow avian, resides* “You tasted divine, sweetie, if only I could have you again. Oh well, it’s the downside to eating a bird~”

19:47 < GyroFeather> I thought you were a pegasus in this, windy 😛

19:48 < WindyNights> (She is a Pegasus, but they’re both technically avians, right? Aren’t Pegasi avians?

19:48 < GyroFeather> (I dont usually consider them such, but w/e )

19:49 < WindyNights> (Sorry for the confusion, I’ll change it and we can continue

19:49 < GyroFeather> (its fine, no matter, was just confused

19:49 < WindyNights> (Your turn then.

19:56 GyroFeather feels the stomach suddenly lurch around him, flipping him up onto his back as a bit of slime comes crashing down. He pushes his body out as much as he can, but the bindings hold tight, and seem to get even tighter as they absorb the liquids and swell. "You...you could spit me back out...then you'd get a second taste!"

20:06 < WindyNights> *she murrs as she hears your faint voice, using her wings to make a sand pillow for her head as she lies back* “No, I’m waiting for the ending, where you go out the other way~”

20:06 < WindyNights> (I forget are we doing hard or soft vore?)

20:10 < GyroFeather> (Well, I've gone down whole so that means soft! 😛 But I can do hard digestion if you like, or not, i dont care to much

20:13 < WindyNights> (Digestion? Oco)

20:18 < WindyNights> (Or full tour?)

20:18 < GyroFeather> (always digestion

20:18 < WindyNights> (Alright~

20:18 < WindyNights> (It’s your turn by the by~

20:19 < GyroFeather> (I do still hope to go out the other way mind you~

20:19 < WindyNights> (Heh, okies~

20:21 GyroFeather finds himself begining to itch the longer the juices inside the stomach contact his body, creeping up around him. Her voice booms in his ears as she speaks, rubling it around him. "Dammit, cough me up you bitch!"

20:23 WindyNights giggles and you feel funky, as she giggles and yawns, burying herself in some sand so she can rest and digest

20:28 GyroFeather 's head feels odd and fuzzy as the lack of oxygen in the chamber begins to get to him. His eyes feel a little heavy and his movements begin to slow deep inside.

20:36 < GyroFeather> (Boop

20:45 < WindyNights> (Sorry

20:45 WindyNights yawns and falls quickly to sleep, her chambers churning at the prey bird inside

20:58 GyroFeather doesnt manage to last much longer into wakefulness than she does, as his body finally gives in to the unwelcomed stillness. Throughout the night her body would do its full damage to the gryphon, melting him away into a thick pool of sludge.

21:01 WindyNights wakes up the next morning full and groaning, yawning as her eyes come open to the remains of the castle, her body partially buried in the sand from the sleep
Her belly had done its work to the fullest, turning the bird into fat upon her butt and a creating a thick load in her colon, which pressed eagerly against her tailhole, begging for release.

21:04 WindyNights groans and gets up, sitting atop the hole she slept in, sitting in an indiscreet way, so she wouldn’t offend anypony in her next action

21:05 < WindyNights> (Should I describe her emptying her bowels?)

21:05 < GyroFeather> (Go for it~

21:05 < GyroFeather> (I love me a descriptive end

21:05 < WindyNights> (Hehe~

21:08 WindyNights lifts her tail, some sand falling off, as she forces the first of many pieces of feces out, every push a bit longer than the one before, until it tapers, a smooth and clean end to the gryphon from the day before, now a pile of feces in a hole.*

21:08 < WindyNights> *She would, after finishing, bury the hole up nice and tidy, to ensure nobody found the remains of the once bird.*