Stats

The RP has a total of 6 lines, 388 words, and 2135 characters.
The average line consists of 64.67 words that themselves average 4.5 characters taking about 4 minutes, 34 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 3 lines, 202 words, and 1103 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 67.33 words that themselves average 4.46 characters taking about 2 minutes, 39 seconds.
Zerark said a total of 3 lines, 186 words, and 1032 characters.
Zerark's average line consists of 62.0 words that themselves average 4.55 characters taking about 7 minutes, 28 seconds.

09:50 Zerark hugs the cute kinky birb <3

09:51 GyroFeather hugs the shark back, with his beak!

09:55 Zerark wiggles around squeakily while taking the opportunity to stuff her own muzzle down the gryphon's throat! She nuzzles gently against the warm, slick walls of the gryphon's throat, and casually forces her way down into his crop for a comfy place to nap <3._

09:57 GyroFeather cant quite fit all of such a large creacher down into his crop though, and has to swallow deeper yet as her tail and hind legs remain outside. THe wonderful fishy lump soon finds her top half moving down towards her belly, like all good fish belong, as he manages to fully encase her.

10:08 Zerark emits a rumbling purr from within the gryphon as most of her body slips down into his crop. It quickly becomes obvious to the shark that she may have misjudged how much room she would have. Each heavy swallow around her legs squishes the sharks muzzle past the spinchter in Gyro's crop, steadily forcing her down into his tight, warm belly. A bit arcid in scent and taste, but still quite comfortable! She doesn't seem to concern herself with the fact of being a fish, trapped inside of a bird and the unlikely outcome of being let go by him. Once her feet, and thick tail finally slip past Gyro's gaping beak, the sharks body would leave the overstuffed griffon, likely immobile with the lumpy bulge of fish, with her fate sealed away as a meal.

10:13 GyroFeather 's claws trace over the dual lumps inside his figure, and in doing so, manage to find that all so snesitive slit in the shark. Gyro pushes against it, forcing the slippery warm walls to slide up and down over the folds. Meanwhile, in his belly, her gill slits might find the new caustic enviroment rather hostile, because while there is air, it sillzes at her flesh as well, while the muscles squeeze and churn the muck into her sandparper skin. The powerful tingling steadily spreads over her entire upper body now inside that slippery sack. THe gryphon suddenly flops to his side and closes his eyes, and his tail lashes. Eating such a large mea, even one that fed itself to him is large work, however. He could feel it sapping his energy and driving him towards a restful sleep.