Miniaturizing a Horse

4 November 2017

09:13 Gyro Tech threatens to eat Thowra

09:14 Thowra is a bit too big for that, thankfully!

09:15 Gyro Tech casts a spell and shrinks them down.

09:17 Thowra starts running away from the cheating miniature horse. He hated such days >_>

09:17 Gyro Tech grabs them in magic

09:19 Thowra "Stop cheating already, you are supposed to be inferior!"

09:20 Gyro Tech lifts htem up in the green glow and draws them towards his lips. There he gives teh now minature horse a long lick up his body, coating his fur in smelly drool.

09:23 Thowra squirms, repulsed at the act. He never would have imagined to find himself in this place, this was ridiculous! Thowra kicked out with his hooves on the intruding tongue, trying to show his defiance as his muscles continued rippling under his beautiful coat in an attempt to break free of the magical hold.

09:27 Gyro Tech 's soft tongue deforms underneath the thrusting attacks of the hooves, drawing the bac of the tongue off of his groin, but the tip still ran over his belly and against his face. Soon enough the tongue has tasted every inch of teh creature, while hot drool drips down in long strings off his body to splat upon the ground.

09:31 Thowra was quite aware of the disgusting hot saliva seeping into his coat and smearing him everywhere, even where it never should have. Or perhaps Gyro's tongue was responsible for his sheath now being practically flooded with hot and mildly tingling liquid, making his loins steer for a reason Thowra could not fathom? Whatever the case, he had to get free now or it might be too late! He shouted violently at the larger equine, sputtering from foreign drool on his muzzle, "What did I even do to you?! Horses aren't cannibals, let me go!"

09:35 Gyro Tech turns his prey in the air to face him and chucks, open mouthed. The stench of his stale breath washes over the form of his meal, From there, he can see deep inside the equine's maw, including the ripping pink flesh beyond, and the short blunt teeth that line inside. "Honestly? I thought this just might be a fun thing to do. Imagine me, so much smaller than you, gulping you down and melting you away into just brown lumps~" The stallion teases, making sure to leave his mouth open between words.

09:38 Thowra gulps, his eyes small as pinpricks as they gazed into his potential future tomb. "N-no, you can't do that! Let's talk, I will do anything you say, j-just not this, please!"

09:42 Gyro Tech giggles and shakes his head. "Then just let your problems melt away~" With that Gyro flicks the horse forward into his maw and snaps it closed, sealing his tasty morsel in darkness. The tongue curls around the other's form, squishing him down into his taste buds. A loud humm surrounds the stallion as gyro considers his flavor and finds it lovely. THen, he begins to swish the little figure around between his cheeks, playing with him.

09:47 Thowra was going to protest but suddenly found himself inside a dark and slimy maw. The brumby only barely managed to stumble back on all four when a powerful tongue slammed into him, knocking him all the way to the opposite side, before mushing him against the wall, trying to taste him up as he was been literally ground into the mouth. Then came the swishing, Thowra quickly losing hold of what's up and down, left or right as his form was thrown around in the mouth, intermixed with more suckling and grinding where appropriate. Several times he was pushed into the blunt teeth, the stallion wary of accidentally breaking anything on the hard surfaces, in the end managing to do so, albeit not without a few scrapes. What sort of torture was this?! He didn't deserve it!

09:51 Gyro Tech begins to grow bored of this game soon enough, and instead positions him such that the limbs are between the crushing surfaces of his teeth. The enamel comes down like a vice, holding the legs between the cusps. Then steadily the pressure increases until the unicorn hears each of the four cracks indicating that the bones are snapped. There, now his little morsel isnt going to be able to cause him any issues when he finally sends him to the abyss.

09:58 Thowra didn't even notice as his body was maneuvered and positioned right next to the teeth, the stallion reacting only when he felt the bone-like constructs close on his limp legs. The pressure kept growing even as Thowra thrashed and screamed for mercy, the stallion feeling his bones strain and flesh stretch, his joints creak, before... a snap could be heard. Sharp pain filled his mind as one of his rear legs snapped down the canon - the narrowest and most vulnerable part. More cracks followed, his legs rendered into now truly limp and useless appendages hanging by flesh and muscle alone, the teeth been an adversary even his tough hide and sturdy bones couldn't take. This was it, he was done for. No horse could survive with a broken leg, let alone all four of them. Shock and disbelief overcame Thowra's face, the brumby overdosed on adrenaline as pain continued to wrack his body.

10:05 Gyro Tech smiles, letting some light in to that slimy chamber after he lets go of the legs. His tongue feels at them, making sure the four swished around with little resistance. THen with a snort, he tilts his head down and opens his jaws. Light floods into the mouth as Thowra is dropped about a foot onto a hard table, probably landing on some combination of his legs. "Oh hello again little horse. So, you wanted to talk? What should I do with something as pathetic as yourself?" He asks, grinning a toothy smile at his soon to be meal.

10:09 Thowra lands with a wet, dull smack, the brumby letting out a cry of pain even despite all the adrenaline as he lands on his broken limbs. He nearly blacks out from the pain and trauma of the fall, but somehow manages to stay alert throughout the ordeal. His body really wasn't giving him any favors here... He looks at the larger equine tiredly, fear evident in his eyes. Then Thowra casts a look to his legs, noticing just how badly damaged they were. It was hopeless, he was done for... "Y-you... killed me... Why? Why... I don't want to die..."

10:15 Gyro Tech licks his lips and stares down at the horse. "Now tell me little one, You want to be eaten now dont you? Otherewise I could just walk away, aldn leave you there. You'd sit there for days as you slowly dehydrate and shrivel up like a prune. Or I could make it much quicker for you. You gotta do one thing though, tell me, beg of me about how much you want to be sliding out of my ass~" Gyro smirks, and raises a hoof to getnly pet at Thowra's mane, without putting pressure on his mangled legs.

10:17 Thowra snorted, he still had some semblance of pride left! He was supposed to be king of the Cascade brumbies, he wasn't going to beg to be turned into waste! "Just kill me already, you monster! Squish me, eat me, I don't care. I don't want to die of blood loss or dehydration! I just hope... that this... will not be forgiven to you!"

10:19 Gyro Tech moves that hoof down from his head to one of those hooves and puts a little more pressure on it. "Ah well, I guess I'll leave you for a bit to wallow in your own filth. Maybe in a day or two, once that thirst becomes all too apparent you'll become a little more pliable." The unicorn turns his butt and begins to walk away from the stallion, heading towards teh door, ever so slowly, to give Thowra time to respond.

10:23 Thowra panic overtakes the stallion as he imagines lying here for several days, all helpless and slowly dying... as others see him in this pitiful state... His legs strain, not resulting in any semblance of coherent movement as the stallion's body rocks on the cold table "W-wait! WAIT! I agree! Okay, I-I... I want... to be eaten by you... Please, eat m-me! I don't want to stay here!"

10:25 Gyro Tech perks his ears and stops in place, but he doesnt even cast a glance back at the stallion. It was evident that he was certainly listening though, as his tail swishes back and forth behind him. "Go on~..."

10:29 Thowra gives his tormentor a disbelieving look. This was not enough for him?! "I... want you.. to process and digest my ruined body? Rid me of my pathetic life? To... um... take my body and make it part of you?" He had no idea why a horse would eat a horse, so he was blindly reaching for any and all possible straws here. "I want to become part of a s-superior being, please help me, eat me! I beg you! Digest and kill me, I am worthless for anything but being your food! Turn me into nutrients and byproducts for your beautiful body... turn m-me into... into... s-shit..."

10:37 Gyro Tech turns around at that last bit and begins to approach the horse once more. He puts his face right up to the other's head and pushes his tongue over his form, and then smacks his lips. "Go on, describe yoru fate better, and tell me how much you want to be it~" The unicorn says, with a cruel gleam in his eyes, delighting in the self humiliation of his little meal.

10:44 Thowra nearly cursed and told the other male to fuck off at those words. This was STILL not enough for him? What more did he expect to hear?! His eyes momentarily narrowed in anger at the lick, brain working overtime to come up with what more to say. "My fate? I want to be swallowed by you, a-alive... I want to feel your throat squeezing and rippling against my body, slick with saliva and basting in your heat. I want to plop down into the pool of stomach acids inside you, to feel your tight gut massaging them against my fur, rubbing those stomach juices into my flesh. I want to see my coat falling out, skin flanking off, I want to feel the acids seeping into m-my... my sheath... I want to feel them tingling inside as I enjoy being put into my p-proper place... I w-want to feel my inferior dick eaten away by your body, my flesh used to make you bigger, better, and stronger. I want to p-perish inside of you, every useful part of my body drained and seeped out of me, and the rest discarded as a reminder to the world of what I b-became... Of... what my proper place is... Eat me, please!"

10:54 Gyro Tech nods his head in satisfaction to his food and licks his lips. "Very good, my little worshipper. You've shown your devotion to me, and so now I'll let you cherrish your utmost desires~" With that the mouth opens wide, giving his prey a glimpse once more, while the tongue snakes out and curls around him. With a quick flick of his tongue, he draws Thowra into his jaws, and then tilts his head backwards. As soon as the form contacts the back of his throat, there's a heavy gulp around him. THe muscles squeeze him down in a ball, made easier by his broken limbs as he's propelled down towards his belly. He'd find that its already full of oats and half digested grains, meaning Gyro wasnt even hungry when he did this.

11:03 Thowra blanched. HIS desires? That little....! Wait... Where did this whole part with his sheath and dick came from? It wasn't necessary, was it? Why... why did he include it? It couldn't be that it was his own wish, he was no food, he didn't want to die and be digested... right?

The tongue squeezed around him and threw him into the maw, his body making contact with the back of the throat soon enough. The stallion moaned as he felt powerful muscles rippling around him, friction mitigated by even more saliva as his mangled body was slowly pushed and transported to its final destination - the gullet.

Oddly enough, the pain from throat pushing on his broken limbs wasn't that bad, and the forceful squeezing did have a rather curious side-effect of forcing him into a ball, allowing the silver-maned stallion to visually confirm that yes, he was in fact starting to get aroused, for one reason or another. A few moans reverberated at particularly hard squeezes, Thowra shocked and confused with his behavior and those new and wild desires that suddenly filled his head.

11:14 Gyro Tech feels the lump disappear from his chest as Thowra deposited ddown into his half full belly. Already acids splashed against his fur while the sludgy mess of his starchy stomach contents smears all over his body. At least the thick muck made it easier to float in, though each powerful churning sensation of his belly squeezes the horse beneath the surface of the muck. The smell inside is absolutely vile as it burns at the horse's nostrils, fillling it with the scent of hot vomit.

At this point, gyro paid no mind to the fate of his meal, and began to go about his day as per usaul. The sauntering through the streets causes his belly to swish back and forth, sending waves of gunk crashing over the poor stallion inside.

11:21 Thowra was nearly drowning at first, completely disoriented and overcame with dizziness at the look and smell of the place. It was hard to stay on top with no working legs, but Thowra managed. He straightened out his spine and used his neck to keep nostrils and eyes above the bubbling acidic muck. Already he could feed tingling against his fur, and what's worse he could still feel his throbbing errection down beneath the layer of muck, unreachable by the stallion unless he wanted to burn his eyes and nostrils out or had a way to fix up his legs. And yet he could feel definitive pleasure from his member, and it wasn't just the tingling sensation too! With each jolt and jiggle of the belly, his sack and equine rod were grinding against the stomach walls, his own haphazardly bent limbs and muck only adding to the sensation of warm flesh rubbing against his sensitive member. Perhaps... this wasn't going to be so bad after all!

11:27 < Gyro Tech> (I have to leave like very soon, so like we should finish this up quickly D:)

11:28 < Thowra> (Hey, was you who started it, not me. You are just mean that way, inferior weak creatures like to abuse those even weaker than them!)

11:29 Gyro Tech 's stomach grows more intense over time though, as steadily the stomach contents empty, replaced by fresh acids that eat away at the horse's fur. To make matters worse, the less of the oats that are there for him to float, the deeper the stallion sinks into the muck. Regardless though, the steady kneading of the stomach walls forces the slippery flesh and thick stomach juices to slide sensually against his member, though there the flesh was becoming far more raw as time went on. The action of the walls causes his flesh to begin to slough off, exposing raw muscles to the sinting sensation of gyro's eager belly.

11:35 Thowra noticed the acids around him fill with strands of cream-colored fur, his fur. The stallion nickered, his mind long since resigned to his fate and instead craving to focus on the pleasure he was receiving, even if the pleasure was gradually beginning to be accompanied by pain. When the acids started filling with blood and he started filling dizzy and lightheaded Thowra knew his time was running out. Already Gyro's stomach began kneading into his exposed muscles, tenderizing them so potent enzymes could do their job. For a herbivore he had a surprisingly efficient digestive system, but it didn't matter much. The level of acidic gunk was rising, making Thowra worried he was going to drown before he could finish. Eager to get one last release, the wounded stallion began wiggling and thrusting against the walls the best he could, rubbing his softened and quickly deteriorating member against those walls, quite possibly pleasuring his predator as Gyro's stomach juices seeped ever deeper into his body.

11:41 Gyro Tech cant even feel the creature inside of him pushing against the walls of his stomach, and had, infact, largely forgotten about his little meal as he walked about doing errands. He does manage to work up a belch though, depriving movst of the air from the stomach now, leaving the rest a soupy hell for his prey. What little air that is left wont last his prey very long at all. ALl around hom, Howra can hear the heartbeat of his predator, and the rythmic squelching noises of stomach juices sliding past his body, as even the muscles deteriorate. The sinues the bottom half of his legs hang by are eaten through, leaving him wihtout that wieght as things become all the more awful for the meal.

11:48 Thowra became painfully aware of this fact when his own hind leg somehow found its way in front of the stallion's muzzle, all fur gone and skin melted off its surface, blood red muscle exposed and even eaten through in thinnest places. The sight alone was enough to drive Thowra over the edge, what's little left was of his rod twitching underneath him as acids finally break through his rapidly softening belly and begin filling the lower part of his belly, making lewd squelching noises as air escaped from his cavity. Thowra didn't care though, he was in bliss - riding what could be the most powerful orgasm of his life, even as combined exertion, distraction, and lack of air caused his head to dip into the bloody pool and sink beneath its surface, potent stomach enzymes stinging at his closed eyelids and sensitive nostrils, his ears tucked tightly against his head. As Thowra's orgasm slowly came to an end and his consciousness began fading from sheer trauma and pain of acids dissolving his internal organs, his last thought was that he didn't mind dying like that after all....

11:54 Gyro Tech never thinks about the horse he ate again, unaware of even hsi final orgasm. Though, later into the next day, there's a feeling of pressure at his rump after the meal has long since been processed. He finds a batroom and lifts his tail, squatting down over the seat. A couple thick brown clumps splatter out from his tail hole, and among them, the remains of some half digested bones could certainly be found. With that, the horse flushes the foul load and trots off, leaving THowra's body to decorate the sewers, where he belongs.

11:55 < Thowra> >_>

11:55 < Thowra> You are evil

11:55 < Thowra> Abusing helpless chars? Is this your way of asking for trouble? :P

11:59 < Gyro Tech> I shoulda done that to dream claw! :P

12:02 < Thowra> Should have, yes. But you didn't~

12:02 < Thowra> Steeeewwwwwwpid horse. And Senir would have kicked your ass.