Stats

The RP has a total of 22 lines, 1971 words, and 10994 characters.
The average line consists of 89.59 words that themselves average 4.58 characters taking about 4 minutes, 40 seconds.
Saul Ashle said a total of 13 lines, 1184 words, and 6364 characters.
Saul Ashle's average line consists of 91.08 words that themselves average 4.38 characters taking about 6 minutes, 22 seconds.
Tissel Mouse said a total of 9 lines, 787 words, and 4630 characters.
Tissel Mouse's average line consists of 87.44 words that themselves average 4.88 characters taking about 2 minutes, 23 seconds.

10:19 < Saul Ashle> You're the dumb one! Soon to be salamander food

10:20 < Tissel Mouse> Am nawt! Aren't you supposed to have hypno breath or somethin' and not just be GROSS?

10:20 < Saul Ashle> It comes from my tail, you dolt! Andy as a male...its not nearly as powerful I'm afraid

10:22 < Tissel Mouse> Mmmmh, but... well, you ARE cute... lemme see! Promise to behave yourself thoughh!

10:27 < Tissel Mouse> Pleaaaase, handsome? <3

10:28 Saul Ashle hmmphs at the mouse and begins to emit a warm musky smoke from the base of his tail. The pheromones within them are rather intoxicating, causing Tissel to slowly become clouded in the head and much more pliable to his wishes as her inhibitions lower.

10:29 Tissel Mouse oooooos, and takes a good breath... rrroww, what a unique scent! She half-lids her eyes and sighs. "Well, alright, we can have a quickie if you REALLY wanna..." She mumbles, removing her shirt so her huge titties bounce free! "I mean, misbehave just a LITTLE!"

10:32 Saul Ashle steps right up against her as she undoes her shirt and stands up to about her titties, being only a four and a half foot lizard. His long splindly tail begins to wrap up around her hind legs as he nuzzles into her breasts. A tongue snakes out, smearing a hot drool upon her, just shy of being uncomfortable.

10:33 Tissel Mouse sighhhhs out, giving the odd little guy a small push into her cleavage, but not very hard. "Oooh, that scent is, mmmmmm. I changed my mind." She huffs, undoing her jeans as well. "Just do... whatever you want! Hrrgghh, I'm horny now." ♥

10:36 Saul Ashle raises his hips upwards and grinds them against her legs as his shaft begins to push free of the slit, swelling with blood. One of his arms, with their long spindly fingers cups behind he back of her head as he draws her down more towards his eye level. "Yes, continue to breath that in, my lovely dear. We'll have fun yet~"

10:37 < Tissel Mouse> "Oh. Mmmm." She tosses her clothes off in a little pile to the side, working on her fishnet armlets. "You think I'm lovely? Mmmh, that's sweet. You're lovely too. Especially that scent, hrrrgghh." She smooches him on the lips and presses her hips right against his dick, sighing out a hot mousie breath, tits heaving with each breath. "More more more tail please~"

10:42 Saul Ashle shoves his tongue between her lips and half pushes it down her throat, sending his warmth deep inside of her. HIs hips push his thick length up between her nether lips drawing a pleasant hiss from his maw as his hot breath washes over her. His free arm wraps all the way around her back, clasping both of hers to her side. Then those jaws open up, revealing the dark purplish pink flesh that lines his gullet, as the hand on the back of her head shoves her in between his drooling jaws.

10:44 Tissel Mouse grrmmmms. She mutters and moans under her breath, eyes just open enough to see the salazzle's mouth press over her face. "What?" She speaks into his throat, her mind is too muddled to make much thought out of anything... "Well, I don't want eatenmmmphhh." She mumbles into the BACK of his throat now, with the way she was headed. Luckily he wouldn't do that, he's too pretty and too busy having sex with her! Or at least that's what her pheromone-addled mind seems to think. She just works her hips over his cock, squelch~.

10:48 Saul Ashle lets her head remain against the back of his throat for a bit, while his spit soaks down into her fur, and then drizzles down her back as it flows free of his mouth. He's even left his jaws open, so surely he's not going to gulp her just yet. This way though, in adition to his less than pleasant breath,s he still gets plenty of the pheremones. His hips thrust all the way in, spreading the other's nether lips wide as his hips meet hers in a squelch.

10:50 Tissel Mouse twists her mouth... guess he's just a weirdo! She bucks her hips back against his, fuckin' him dirty right on the spot! "Oohhh, hnnngg, gahhhh, you better let me finish first you little lizard brat!" She groans, her experience just slightly hampered by that... icky lizard breath! But she can hardly care less about that with all those pheromones flooding her system. <3~ "Faster, y-you little turd!"

10:57 Saul Ashle shudders from that first thrust, but soon picks up speed, drawing that tapered length in and out of her at a fairly rapid pace. His hips thwack against hers with each thrust, while his breath begins to come in short pants. He with draws his togue from her mouth and begins to slide it across her face, tasting her excellent flavores, while down below the pressure builds as he gets close to his peak.

10:59 Tissel Mouse gags, smothered in lizard tongue! "Mmmgggh GROSSMMPHHGGH." She squelches out, each syllable ruined with tons of salazzle drool. "Getcher mmmph tongue off- oooh MMNN harder." What a short weirdo... but she didn't care, so long as he kept plowing. <3 Though at this rate, he was totally gonna finish first.

11:04 Saul Ashle gives a couple more thrusts, and then shudders. His entire body tenses up, and he gives an involuntary swallow, forcing the mouse's soft head into the back of his throat. His shaft twitches as warm seed spills from the tip, flooding up into her nethers. His grip tightens around her, holding the mouse tightly against his body.

11:07 Tissel Mouse isn't there yet! She whines, as if that would help things, make him last a little longer... but luckily he's not going to eat her, she's already decided, so that makes that easier! Which, of course, causes her to produce quite the noise of surprise when he gulps her head clear past his throat in one rush. "Mmmrrrggghhmmm." She muffles out into the flesh of his throat. Probably something along the lines of "Be careful, that was a bit too hard". She gives the sliiiightest push away, but finds the smaller male has her caught tight. As she wriggles about, it rubs her massive knockers against his smooth chest.

11:13 Saul Ashle 's pheremones would taper off over half an hour now that she was deprived of them, but for now they'd be going strong. As he finishes pumping his cream up into her, his head pushes down over her shoulders, causing the thick bulge of the mouse's head to appear further down in his neck. The tongue snakes out now, licking over the tips of the orbs and curling against them.

11:17 < Tissel Mouse> "What...?" She groans softly into the meat of his neck, pushing down, down, down... her vision slowly fading into the dark of the abyss beyond the throat. "Mmmff can't be... mmmf not food... mmmm I?" She mumbles, tits slowly being eaten next. "Mmmph a predator. Not food. Mmmphh... or maybe I am...?" She gasps, burrowing her fingers into her nethers as her tits are groped by that tongue!" One thing was for sure, those twins were a massive mound of fat each, and would make the salazzle's tail very pudgy and thick...

11:22 Saul Ashle slides those large orbs into his jaws, while the hard toothless bottoms compress them down. Sharp teeth dig into her back though as he gulps her deeper, drawing his shaft free from her mound, and allowing her fingers all the more access to herself.

11:26 Tissel Mouse chuckles to herself... twisting about, mainly from the tightness and pressure of being packed into that throat, as well as the... unpleasant scent of the stomach below. "Mmmfff's fine. Mmmf one can swallow those two." She reassures him. "'Specially someone, mmff, so small as you... mmffff." She grunts, her fat twins fit all at once into the stretchy salazzle's jaws and gulped right down. That would mark her demise... the start of a permanent resting place on a fat tail. "Nnnggg." She grunts, head pushing into his stomach. "Nooo, rrgghh. I'm not food. Nnngggh, you can't just eat me like this. My tits are supposed to-mmmpghhhh." Her face presses into the bottom of his stomach. "Noooo... help... nng." Her head slowwwly starting to return to normal, though in a most undesirable place...

11:30 Saul Ashle could feel her slipping deeper into his chest now, where her snout resrs right up against that spincter that marks the entrance to his belly. It resists slightly, but then another peristaltic motion opens it up as her muzzle slips in, exposing her to the harsh scent of bile contianed within. He takes another powerful swallow, kneeding on her rump now, sending a wave of muscles squishing the foul slime up against her fur, compressing her breasts into his throat.

11:34 Tissel Mouse presses on through, packing into the stomach. "Noo, noooooo!!!" She squeals muffledly, before being silenced by her own tits, as they push into the confined space and mash against her face. "MMMMMPPHHhhhhhnnnggg!" She squeals from inside, kicking her legs as those too are swallowed down. She needed those breasts, they were her defense against predators! That's why she'd never been eaten before... how did this small little shit fit them down!? "Hnnng! HNNNNGGG!!!" She pleads from inside, acid and bile swimming over her tender features, already starting to work her fat and flesh into salazzle tail pudge. "HNNNNNNNNNnnnngggggghhhh...!!!" Of course, she was too far away to hear anything beyond muted screaming.

11:42 Saul Ashle 's jaws, as a reptile, were like a snake, and easily expanded to fit her form. However, as her butt slips between hsi lips, he bites down, locking her in place. THe tongue snakes out, pushing down into the fragrant tunnel, tasting his own seed and her sweet juices. It snakes down deeper, filling her out further than his shaft had done before, while the rough taste buds slide past her clit. His head turns upwards as he grunts, feeling the hind legs kick wildly in the air. A claw reaches down and traces over the shape she makes ins his belly, smiling at the motions as his powerful acids went to work on her flesh. Being a poison type, the juice was rather sludgy and clings to her form instead of sliding off, almost like a digestive mud.

11:46 < Tissel Mouse> The poisonous thick sludge works its way over her face, her tits, and then the rest of her body as she sinks down into the presumably purplish muck... not that she could see in that absolute darkness. "MMMNNNGGggllrrggll gllurgle..." She bubbles inside the sludge, the pain was... immense, as the muck ate through her skin, she felt like her body was coming apart. It was hard to feel, but she could swear that one of her tits was actually sloughing off. "NNNGGGggllrgle!!!" She squeals, all this rapid digestion making her legs kick very... erratically, spasming more than kicking. Not like this... she was too pretty to die, not to end up meeting her very final fate as tail chub...

11:52 Saul Ashle grows tired of his game with her womanhood and finally just shoves it back into his gullet, quickly following that up with her feet. His hands move across her body, feeling the bulge sink down into his rather massive stomach that hung off of his otherwise slim form. He traces over her wiggling bulge, already feeling parts of her begining to soften underneath the all out assault of his belly upon her. "Just calm your tits miss, and let it happen. I think you for offering up your body to me in its entirety~ I'll take what I can, though I have a feeling much of you will be too useless to keep~" He teases with a grin.

11:57 Tissel Mouse screaaaaaaaaams...! Her mouth filling with the same sludge that was eating her body down to nutrients, alive. Now that she was fully inside that smothering gut, she presses out with everything she can, as if she could burst the salazzle from inside. A flurry of presses of hands, feet, tits, and face bulge out that taut stomach. As she does, Saul could actually watch her soften, every press just a little softer than the last. As he gropes over her figure through his own, one of her tits follows his fingers, its huge shape sliding away from her body and sinking into the mess of muck. It was easier to digest, being almost entirely fat. "Ggglrrgle ggllggll gmmhhhh..." She bubbles, visibly melting like hot butter. She was the salazzle's now, for good. Wouldn't Gyro be sad?

12:07 Saul Ashle chuckles out loud as he feels the final death throws of the mouse inside of him as she quidkly melts down into goop. He can visibly watch his belly rounding out, until its just a thick goopy ball. From there he moves onto a rock and settles down on top of it, basking in the sun as he lets the rest of his body do its job. THe lizard sleeps for about a day while his belly shrinks and his tail thickens out. Meanwhile bulges begin to shift towards his tail as he processes the creature into wastes.

He rises the next morning and skitters over to a tree. THere he squats down and relaxis his cloaca. A mix of brown and white slurry eases itself out of him. THe first log lands with a splat on the ground, dotted with bits of white fur and fragments of bone. More and more of the mouse pushes out though, steadily building into a foul pile on teh ground. The lump steadily shrinks with each passing log, leaving the lizard panting from exhertion. Finally he feels something large stopping him up. Then, wtih a pop, the bleached skull shoots out, landing atop the nasty pile caked in shit. With a sigh, he turns around and observes the mess left behind by the rodent. The scent left behind by the poison lizard would be enough to knock anyone else out, but it hardly bothered him. Still, he wanders off, leaving that final monument to degrade into nothing.