The Changeling Infestation

3 May 2018

09:53 GyroFeather nomphs on

09:53 Speculo snugs and force feeds you blackberries

09:54 GyroFeather soon has a purple stained beak as the berries mush upon his tongue. "Mmmmmmmm~~~~" _

09:55 Speculo force feeds you even more, stuffing them down your throat hoofulls at a time for a strange unkown reason

09:59 GyroFeather enjoys it at first, but soon enough they're coming too fast for him to even begin to taste them. His crop begins to swell as the mush of crushed fruit fills it out. The bird makes confused noises and pulls his beak back from the bug. His Feathers are rather quickly staining with the berry juice as well as it dribbles down his chin.

10:02 Speculo maniacaly laughs raising a basket of blackberries above his head and speaking in a chittering changeling dialect that sounded like the result of putting one hundred crickets in a box with a hornet nest and shaking it violently. The bug starts throwing the berries at the bird's face and then ramming his hoof through his beak to poubds the blackberries through Gyro's gullet like feeding logs into a woodchipper.

10:07 GyroFeather swallows, feeling his throat beginning to ache with all the abuse the bug is putting him through, while tears begin to form in his eyes. Some of the berries smush against his beak now, squirting juices all over himself. The gryphon raises a claw to push at spec and force him away. Berries begin to leak from his crop now and trickle down into his gut.

10:09 Speculo passes out tiredly after nearly killing the birb with blackberries. An empty bottle of blackberry flavored vodka has its neck inserted into Speck's ass and his breath reeks of alcohol.

10:12 GyroFeather coughs and feels sick to his stomach as the changeling finally ends his assault. The mostly empty basket of blackberries clatters down next to him. With a groan he walks around the bug, inspecting him. "If I wasn't feeling so sick right now, you'd be in trouble, bug"

10:14 Speculo flops over leaning on you while in a half asleep daze. "Mint, did you get a penis caught in your mouth again? Your lips feel tooo hard" Speck then starts to gently nip and bite at Gyro's beak while his hoof abruptly grabbed at the gryphon's groin.

10:19 GyroFeather opens his eyes wide in some surprise as he's grasped against the bug once more. He can smell the alcohol on the others breath as he's pulled into that kiss. The sticky taste of blackberries coats his hard beak. The bird squawks at the grope and feels his sheath flush. "Wh-what? Who's mint?"

10:23 Speculo presses his lips against Gyro's beak and forces his long slick tongue into the birb's throat. "Oh, you want to rolepay again?~ Ok, but this time I want to be the futa pinkie pie and you get your pastries cream filled~" Speck's hoof trails around Gyro's thigh and starts to grope along his ass

10:28 GyroFeather coughs as the tongue presses down his throat, basting spec with the sweet saliva. Gyro shakes his head and attempts to pull out, but he's too tied. Gyro's heavy musky balls hang in the other's hoof and his tailhole twitches. The bird tries to protest, but he's stuck against that smooth chitinous body.

10:31 Speculo pulls his hips back and his long strangely slick and soft member crawls between Gyro's thighs and then wriggles through Gyro's pucker. It felt like an eel was crawling up his ass. Then Gyro felt the hard shaft of Speck's cock resting on his groin. Whatever was in his ass was not a cock.

10:35 GyroFeather blinks at that strange slick sensation pressing through his tight ring, drawing a gasp from the bird. Something about that makes his sheath begin to plump further pressing against the others.... Wait, if that's his shaft the what... The gryphon curls his tail back to try and figure out what that is.

10:39 Speculo 's answer came in the sensation of large round objects traveling along the slimy apendage and forcibly gaping the bird as they were squeezed through his pucker. Speck slopily drools and licks at Gyro's face while his hips shiver and the spherical objects pile up and bulge out Gyro's abdomen like a grapevine held in a condom.

10:52 Speculo starts to slide his own cock against Gyro's, their pre mixing together creating a slick swamp of cock drool and sweat making their bellies glide over each other as Speck unloaded more and more "spheres" into Gyro's back door.

10:57 GyroFeather has a sinking feeling that he knows what's going on with those spheres that he doesn't care for the moment. The bird humps up against the shaft of the ling, feeling pressure building in orbs. His tail flicks back and forth with excitement. The soft pre adds to the berry scent as she gasps around the tongue.

11:03 Speculo 's tongue started to explore deeper into Gyro's throat. It wriggled through his crop and into his proper stomach where it secreted a thick mucous that made gyro feel as if he had chugged gravy. Slowly the eggs traveled up Gyro's intestines stretching out the fleshy tubes with each inch. Speck's tongue darted through gyro's pyloric sphincter and grabbed onto the eggs as they got close to pull them into Gyro's stomach and string them up in the webbing of thick mucous. Meanwhile on the outside Speck's cock was pushing against the large bulges and pinning gyro's own shaft against the moving orbs as they crawled through his guts and massaged their members.

11:12 GyroFeather winches his belly begins to feel like it's full of tar as it makes squelching noises inside of him. The eggs soon seems to drive him close to the peak too as they rub against his shaft. The belly is full of blackberries too, tainted now with a bitter acidic twinge. Gyro thrusts a little harder still, and soon finds himself shooting ropes up at the bugs chest, plastering it in a hot sticky fluid. Each egg seems to tease out another shit as the gryphon calls out in pleasure around the tongue.

11:16 Speculo 's eyes are closed. Gyro would look down to find the bug happily snoring. His own cock resting in a puddle of his own nut butter. Its color and consistency distinct from the ropes Gyro made and as they mixes they swirled together but not melding, leaving the green tinged and less opaque bug seed swirling in a strange pattern as their climaxes spilled out away from their bodies. They were warm soft and content... well, until Gyro is devoured from the inside out by changeling spawn.

11:18 GyroFeather soon finds himself passing out in the afterglow anyways. At least likely the bugs eggs weren't fertilized properly... He hopes, as he begins to snore.

11:19 < GyroFeather> (wonder what a non drunk spec thinks about this occurrence when he wakes up.)

12:49 < GyroFeather> Nomph!

20:13 < Speculo> I was soooooooo tired this morning

20:13 < Speculo> I had a panic attack and was super anxious and couldn't sleep forever. So I didn't really know where I was going with the rp thing :p

20:16 < GyroFeather> 😛

21:07 < GyroFeather> Bug is gonna wake up next to a very fruity smelling and tasting birb, and I bet he's a little spent after laying so many eggs! 😛

21:08 < Speculo> shrugs and eats the incapacitated birb

21:08 < GyroFeather> Mmm yes do it~

21:08 < Speculo> Mmm, tasty. Blackberry marinated birb

21:10 < GyroFeather> Should I wake first, or you?~

21:13 < Speculo> I dunno, I was just being silly. Aren't you streaming?

21:15 < GyroFeather> I might be down for multitasking!

21:17 < Speculo> I dunno

21:19 < GyroFeather> But...its fucking hot~

21:19 < Speculo> hehe, I dunno. I want to be prey though >.<

21:20 < Speculo> I was kind of thinking being eaten with all those blackberries so you have shits that are filled with the seeds and have a strange texture when it comes out

21:21 < GyroFeather> Hmm could be perhaps! Though you'd have those seeds eithe rway 😛

21:22 < Speculo> Yeah, but the being eaten with blackberries got derailed because I was just doing stuff and ended up pumping you with eggs :p

21:26 < GyroFeather> Well then...I guess we better figure out how to get you into me!

21:26 < Speculo> maybe you have a tummy ache from all the eggs and need to eat a hung over bug to try and feel better

21:32 < GyroFeather> Hmm maybe

21:32 < GyroFeather> though prey goes first!

21:40 Speculo 's eyes fly open in a sudden shock. Speck jumps up and holds his stomach seeming to be about to vomit. Instead however he just lets a massive belh out that echoes with the sound of low percussion before Speck's eyes lazily fall back closed and he flops forwaed headbutting the sleeping gryphon under him.

21:49 GyroFeather was sleeping pretty soundly, though his belly feels pretty heavy with all of the muck down inside of him. The loud belch awakens him though with a start, forcing him to blink confusedly, and then as the sensations overwlm him he lets out a loud groan of irritation. Gyro begins to squirm around, still pressed up against the bugs body.

21:56 Speculo groaned and burped again, this time directly into Gyro's nostrils sending a foul stench of alcohol remnants and morning breath into Gyro's lungs. "Wha-ppn'd last night. Muh head..." Speck dug his head down against the gryphon most likely thinking that the feathered bird was a pillow and Speck was in his bed back home.

22:02 GyroFeather coughs back as he gets a lungful of the still alcoholic breath from the bug, and feels his own head swimming from the side effects of last night. He has a slight headache, and glowers down at the bug before him. "Ugh...what...did you do last night to me?" He grasps his talons down on the bug's arms, keeping him held tight.

22:07 Speculo groans, "Five more minutes, keep it down..." Speck kept his ees closed and swatted at Gyro's face knocking against his cheeks.with a limp yet hefty slap. "Ugh.... my loins are empty? Did I impregnate Mint last night?"

22:13 GyroFeather squawks as he feels the slwap, and yet at the same time, his hoof catches in his beak. THere's a moment of confusion with the bird, and then moments later he gulps, dragging a bit of the hoof down into his gullet. Gyro then lets out a groan and forces himself down on the breakfast.

22:17 Speculo grunts and tugs back on his hoof before opening his eyes and letting them focus for a few seconds "Gyro? What are you doing here, get your dirty bird beak off my hoof" Speck pulled back harder but then abruptly stopped. "URAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPT" Another hefty belch rang out spitting up tons of saliva over Gyro's face and chest

22:21 GyroFeather makes a face around the hoof as that foul blast of air washes over his beak, leaving drool upon his feathers in a green sheen. The gryphon takes another swallow and then wraps his talons around the other's head, drawing it down into his muzzle. The hot spittle of the gryphon dribbles down the hard chitin of his new treat.

22:31 Speculo struggles but is still in a half daze. Speck's eyes kept losing focus and the bug had a hard time comprehending the situation. It was more like an odd lucid dream. "Burff, urgh, my stomach. Stupid bird let go, I need some tums." Speck's hips rolled back as he lightly resisted. His ass pushed into the bloated egg filled stomach making Gyro's belly groan.

22:41 GyroFeather swallows harder as he feels the treat beginign to squirm down inside of his throat. The hot walls of his gullet convulse around the mass of food, slowly drawing it deeper into his gullet. Soon he feels his meal begining to press down into his belly, where it reaches almost a brick wall as it presses into the eggs.

22:48 Speculo dives forward into the mouth trying to get a better position to leverage away the grip on his hoof, but only making the situation worse with his rash disoriented descisions. Speck's two front legs tried to pull apart and widen Gyro's crop but Speck's wobbly knees muckled and he fell forward. Speck's weight helped the next swallow to displace the eggs and let the bug enter the stomach, but there was still a lot of resistance, and choking him down would be a struggle.

23:01 GyroFeather ends up with the bug belly deep into his treat when Spec finally seems to crash down into his stomach full of eggs. There's a couple cracking, crunching noises as the bug's body smashes some of the globes, spilling their juices into the chamber. Gyro wraps his talons down around the other's rump and holds him tight and deep into his gullet. Gyro tries to squeeze down and drag him fruther inside, though its much more difficult going now.

23:11 Speculo struggles and growls but the mucous webbing, digesting berries, and now the slimy fluids from the breaking eggs pouring into the belly made the digestive pouch so cramped that he could barely move aside from kicking his legs back outside.

23:24 GyroFeather runs his talons down the edges of the other's chitnious body and presses his claw into teh divet in the other's hooves. The gyrphon gulps harder, pressing the stallion down into his greedy beak. There's a soft groan of his belly as it churns around the mass of food joining his gut. Soon enough those kicking hooves press down through his beak as well, as the bird gives a final gulp.

17:29 Speculo squirms and twists from side to side. The hot heavy ait filled with an acrid stench sapped his strength as he took deep gasps but immediately had to cough up the fettid air making his lungs convulse and he started to hyperventalate. His hind hooves kicked back but could not reach anything to beat agains, merely shaking in the back of Gyro's throat

17:34 Gyrofeather grunts as he feels thos ehind hooves stiffen in his throat, though there's really no where for the bug to go but down. THe talons find the lump in the gullet and press down hard, slowly forcing his treat throught he tube until he baloons out in his belly. The bird gives a low happy purr, rubbing at the figiting bulge down inside of him. As his stomach contracts and he fights, more eggs crack against his form, splilling the contents all over the ling.

17:38 Speculo gags and violently flails crackign more of the eggs and filling Gyro's belly with a slimy green mucous like fluid. Speck's hid lets were still caught in the crop of the gryphon, and sp he couldn't position himself in a way to keep his head above the fluid. Speck pushed his hooves out and tried to paddle and keep his head afloat, but just kept his head only slightly above it adn made Gyro's belly bounce with his motions

17:40 Gyrofeather chuckles at the little bug as he thrashes around in his stomach, and presses down on those hooves further, doing his best to help work them down below the crop level, and into his eager stomach. On his belly, he could hardly see the motions of the changeling trapped therin, hidden as it was by th emassive bulges that remained from the berries and the eggs. "Looks like you're filling me twice over~" He coos, settling into a laying position.

17:43 Speculo with his hooves dislodged from Gyro's sphincter Speck splashed up from the slimy chyme and then panted hard in the small poket of air left inside the gryphon's stomach. "I hope you like messy shits then, because these eggs were never meant to be digested. You'll be pushing out more bug snot than digested meat. So why don't you let me out instead of having to become a leaking mess of filth?"

17:48 Gyrofeather closes his yes and takes another heavy gulp, spending a batch of air down to jjoin the bug in the belly. He then rolls over, putting pressure down on top of the treat inside. "MMM hmmm, sure you are. And...waht even If I let you out, I'll still have to deal with those eggs." He responds with a snort. His belly gives a rolling clench around the ling, smearing more of the fragile eggs against him.

17:51 Speculo hurks as the stomach walls close in on him abpruptly and his abdoen was squeezed. "Fine, have fun ya dumb bird!" Speck took in a deep breath as the clenching belly sent the air Gyro gulped down back up to emerge as a belch. The squirming bug pounded against Gyro's belly until slowly he lost consiousness and the shaking of Gyro's gut faded away into the churning of food beign digested, though with an abnormal substance inside of it

17:58 Gyrofeather feels a powerful belch rumble out of his beak, seemign to echo back to him on some far away object. Soon as his belly goes still, he closes his eyes and begins to drift off into a deep sleep. His belly churns the bugs form about in the gut, making sure to end up crushing all of the eggs that had been put in there, allowing the contents to mix with teh stedily dissolving bug within. That thick, sludgy belly steadily grows softer, though it doesnt grow any less dense as the large hunk of food is processed inside. Soon enough it begins to pass on, moving deeper into the bird's belly, leaving bits of shell and specs chitin off in the stomach, to be crushed into a pellet.
A gooey slime covered pellet makes its way up through gyro's crop as the meat of the bug is processed and moves downward. Gyro could taste the strange flavor of the eggs at the back of his throat. it was a strangely meaty flavor, but with a bitter tang. The acids mixed in with the fluid made the substance have a slightly curdled and foul aftertaste, though in in itself was not too bad, just much different that what Gyro was used to. The hard and slime covered pellet did not want to stay in his crop for long, its txture upsettign Gyro's stomach and making his body want to reject and expel it as fast as possible.

18:09 Gyrofeather wakes up prematurely from his sleep, before the rest of spec has really had a chance to finish processing. He feels an awful taste at the back of his throat from something and his crop his bothering him. He begins to cough pard, squeezing his eyes shut and bringing the lump up through his mouth. The hard chitin seems to catch a couple times in this throat, until it finally makes its way across his tongue. The flavor leaves him gagging further, until finally the lump falls from his beak and splats onto the ground, with a foul odor. Bits of shell and much of the changeling's armored plates, now softend from their time inside of him, are all squeezed together. Gyro lifts one of his arms and begins to gnaw on his fur there, cleaning his tongue of the ick.
Gyro's belly groans with discomnfort, the bug was processing in a slow strained manner. gyro's gut trembled and gas bubbled uo as the changeling meat sizzled and mulched itno a slimy chyme that pumped down into Gyro's intestines, but the goeey slick meat did not mix well with Gyro's bile, and so it was difficult to absorb, instead letting a more than usual amount of processed meat slither down towards his bowels. Gas still seeped out of the remains which traveled downwards now, heading faster to Gyro's anus than the thick goop did.

18:18 Gyrofeather lets out a soft groan as he feels the gas and other pressure going on down inside of him, and feels a rush of it out of his tailhole. He winces as he smells the foul odor that blasts forth, but manage to force himself back into a steady doze at least, while his bowels finish with preparing the rest of the muck for export.
Throughout the night Gyro's guts roared and groaned tryign to pump sloppy bug mush through them. The odd consistency left his contractions not move the pulp in an orderly fashion so Speck lingered in his intestines longer than a normal meal would. When Speck was finally entirely inside gyro's colon he was still a slimy slop that the colon walls couldn't extract as much liquids as it could. the protein mesh in the goop just left the water trapped and so Speck couldn't firm up into a neat log, instead he was like the silt of a riverbed mixed with a sneeze from a pony with a bad cold.

18:32 Gyrofeather wakes up in the middle of the night, with a sudden urgent need as he feels a pressure from his rump. The bird stands up straight and then darts off of his sleeping spot. Finding a place in teh grass only a couple meters away, he finally lifts his tail up and lets out a blast of hot brown mess, spraying the watery stool all over the ground, a foul scent that burns at his nostrils comes from it. Its one of those liquidy shits that you really have to work at too. THe bird is forced to used a claw to help keep the thick muck flowing, reaching down to wipe on the grass every so often. He's left feeling sick to his stomach too, left queezy by the sensation and the scent. As it comes out in bursts, it splats down on the ground, intermittent with gass that spraws liquid behind him. It takes him over an hour to get rid of what remains of teh bug, and by the end his rump is left sore, and he' sleft panting. "Ugh...fuck you...you stupid bug."

18:37 < Gyrofeather> not really much of a log though 😛

18:38 < Speculo> more of a puddle :p