Turning Over the Apple Cart

17 February 2018

18:46 < AppleBloomPony> ( Tada )

18:48 < Gyro Feather> :D

18:48 < AppleBloomPony> ( So, what'd you have in mind? )

18:52 < Gyro Feather> hmm idk!

18:52 < AppleBloomPony> ( Well, we can always roll with standard lost-in-the-woods. Then the plump griff runs into the plump filly and things go from there. )

18:55 < AppleBloomPony> ( Whether he scarfs her down, or her plump rear gets him in the mood to stuff both her sides with catbird cream before gulping her down, is up to the griff )

18:59 < Gyro Feather> That could work~ Normal standard one,but fun.

19:00 < Gyro Feather> Maybe he's intercepting an apple baked good delivery or something

19:00 < AppleBloomPony> ( That can work. Just like what the chimera did. )

19:01 < Gyro Feather> (Or maybe Applebloom damages his delivery in the process, and he decides he's gonna eat either way :B

19:01 < Gyro Feather> Bonus points if the cause of hte damage is her falling into it!

19:01 < AppleBloomPony> ( Heheh. Basted Bloom for griff )

19:01 < Gyro Feather> (indeedy~

19:05 < AppleBloomPony> ( Alrighty then. Would you like me to start, or would you like to ? )

19:05 < Gyro Feather> (Prey starts~

19:06 < AppleBloomPony> ( Okie dokie. )

19:09 AppleBloomPony sighs. "Ah ponyfeathers!" Apple Bloom grumbles, flumping face-first into her map. "It's official, Apple Bloom: Ya' got yerself lost!" The plump farm filly crumples the map up and tosses it aside. "Darn map was outta date. Now Ah'm neck-deep in some forest I don't even know the name of an' don't know mah way out!" Apple Bloom checks out her surroundings. While not totally night time yet, it was getting dark. She rolls her shoulders some, making the straps to the wagon she was pulling jingle a bit. The wagon she hauled was stacked with freshly-baked Apple Family goods, due at a location a way's away from Ponyville. After her run-in with the chimera and a few other adventures under her belt, Apple Bloom had made the case to her family that she could start taking trips on her own. The autumn trees still retrained most of their leaves, though much more vibrant in color. Hoofsteps and wheel creaks crunched over fallen leaves as Apple Bloom presses onward, head on a swivel to see if she could find her way out of these woods.

19:22 Gyro Feather 's delivery address wasnt really out of the woods, but rather was in a clearing near the center of it. Applebloom was even close to where she needed to go, but had given up just a little bit too soon. As she wanders, soon enough, she finds the clearing, and the gryphon nest down in the center of it, the only problem was she was up rather high. Going down from here looked rather treacherous, and the actual road that led in was on the far side of where she was. It'd be difficult finding one's way to it with no map however.

In the mean time, Gyro was dosing beneath his roof, flicking his tail back and forth as he eagerly awaits the delivery of the sweets that he'd been promised, already paid for in advance.

19:28 AppleBloomPony breathes a sigh of relief as the woods clear out to reveal a place that looked much more inhabited by griffons! The height difference didn't scare her. But the lack of a good way down did give her pause. "Well shoot. Didn't think of this," she mutters, kicking at dirt with a forehoof as she weighs her options. She squints and looks around for a way down, though she can only really make out the foot of the path. That didn't do her any good though. "Well... guess there's nothin' for it. Gotta go down the hard way." The fat filly gulps, and takes a careful set of steps downhill.

At first, things actually proceed smoothly. Apple Bloom's pace increased as gravity began to tug the wagon faster, but she had no troubles keeping her hooves steady. Then the wagon got faster, and started to skid sideways. "Wait no wagon, don't do that!" she exclaims. But before she can do anything the wgaon was beside her, and in the next instant it was doing a cartwheel of its own. The straps pull Apple Bloom along for the ride, sending wagon and pony alike rolling down the hill towards Gyro, in a cacophony of wood against stone and a flumping fat filly against dirt. It all clatters to a halt not too far from the dozing griffon, in fact, maybe 10 yards away.


Luckily Apple Bloom doesn't land against anything too solid... She finds herself covered in warm, delicious baked goods, from head to tail, dripping in apple flavored filling. "Eugh..." she groans, flicking her tail and flicking a bit of crust away. She feels fine, but winces as she looks about and finds her delivery in tatters.

19:37 Gyro Feather might have been sleeping well enough, but the sudden crash he hears on his doorstep is plenty loud enough to wake anything within the entire area. The bird jumps up rather suddenly at the noise and darts his way outside. Drool still hangs on his beak as he'd been dreaming of well...all the apple pies he'd have, enough to reheat for at least a month, which is good since the deliveries were fairly infrequent. He darts out side, and then gasps as he first sees the cart, and the damaged baked goods. Applebloom is soo buried in them, that when he rushes over, he doesnt see her at first. "Oh...nononono...."

19:42 AppleBloomPony emerges like some swamp monster. The doughy filly groans again, brushing the gooey warm food off her coat. Down her chest, off either side, over each of her plush flanks. Flicking her tail all the while. She runs hooves through her mane to get more of it out as she looks up at the griffon surveying the crash. She recognized Gyro from the photo the Apples had on file of the not-frequent customer. "Uh... h-hey there mister Gyro... had a little accident on my way down," the plump filly says with a nervous chuckle. "O-of course we'll be gettin' you a replacement order, soon as I get all cleaned off and back home." Apple Bloom walks around in a circles, staring at the ground, muttering to herself. "Stupid, Apple Bloom, stupid. Ya' know better than to take shortcuts like that..." She leaves apple pie filling hoofsteps along the nest floor, Gyro seeing the filly still lightly coated in what was his order, the juices sneaking into every crevice the fat filly had to offer.

19:46 Gyro Feather only lets her take a couple of steps across the ground before he reaches out and seizes her by the nape of her neck, causing the warm gooey apple filling to squish between his digits. "So I can see....You know that order was all prepaid right?" He asks, narrowing his eyes at the filly, as he lifts her up into the air. So Close he was, he could smell not only the warm delicious pie that clung to her form, but also the other more natural scent of her body, and the salt she'd worked up from her long journey here. The gryphon leans down and drags his tongue across her bow, and giggles. "You know...it'd be a shame just to rinse all of that on off of you into the stream, and polluting the water at that."

19:49 AppleBloomPony gasps at the grabbing, the fat earth pony easily hoisted off the ground. Dripping in goo, hooves, belly, and rump sagging, she wriggles. "H-hey! Ah know ya' prepaid. We won't charge you again!" she explains, staring frightfully at the narrowed eyes of the griffon. He wasn't going to hurt her, was he? Then before she can squeak, the tongue slides out from Gyro's beak, and licks across her stained bow. "What... what do ya' mean? I can't go home covered in this stuff. I'll... attract predators..."

19:57 Gyro Feather chuckles and drops her back down in the cart, leaing her to squish against the various baked goods that fill up the tray. "LIke I said, I'll help you clean that on up, but I think you owe me more than just a new cartload, after this failure to deliver. So, why dont you go ahead and humor me, otheriwse you're just going to get that gunk all over my house and the clearing, to attract bears or soemthing," he responds. The gryphon takes a clawful of the goop and brings it to his beak, to lick it off in front of th elittle filly.

20:00 AppleBloomPony squeaks as gravity takes over, the pudgy pony splattering in the piles of gooey foodstuffs. She lands on her butt and back, legs splayed, tail askew, shaking her head to get her bearings. Her ears flick as Gyro lays down the law. "Humor you...?" she sputters, trying to brush the mounds of filling off her, and only partially succeeding. "Well... I suppose I owe you that much," she admits, though [i]what[/i] the griffon had in mind concerns her some. "Wh-what do you want me to do? I can't do much covered in spilt food..." She looks over the griffon, before glancing back up his way.

20:13 Gyro Feather thinks for a second and scoops up some of the goop. He slathers it down over his sheath and presents the now treat coated mess to the filly, grinning down at her. "Oh no, I seem to have gotten some of your mess on myself. I think Ineed some assistance cleaning it off~" He coos, and presses that musky sheath forward, so that it hangs over the cart. He's not hard yet, but he's sure that the little filly will be plenty useful in getting him there.

20:19 AppleBloomPony watches in apprehension, the griffon smearing the foodstuff between his legs, going cross-eye'd staring down at it. "Y-you can't be serious..." she grimaces, trying to pull her head away from the presented sheath. But Gyro was blocking her way. Laid back against food and the griffon's legs on either side, she didn't have a choice. [i]A-and who knows what he might do if I try to run....[/i] The fat filly swallows, wiggling her hindlegs in a feeble show of protest. On her back, all the pony's feminine features were on display, only vaguely hidden by the food and her sagging, doughy gut. Her head leans forward, tongue sticking out, as Apple Bloom begins slurping around the messy sheath. Doing as she's told, leaning forward, almost up into a sitting position, her plump butt sticking out behind her, tail not moving an inch. "Mnn..." she groans, the taste just awful to her tastebuds, lips playing around the edge of the griffon's sheath as she licks around it.

20:24 Gyro Feather sucks in a deep breath as he feels her first make contact with his sheath, and then putting a talon behind her head, he pulls her in closer, so that she can reach the whole thing. While slightly musky, certaily the sweet apple coating as she got to the main event was enough to dull the taste of his tiercelhood. He feels himself plumping out underneath the ministrations, while his free talon hooks around her rump and works up underneath her tail to finger at feminine slit. "Ooooh yes that feels rather lovely, pony. Keep that up, and once I feel satisfied, I'll be done with you," he says between moans.

20:27 AppleBloomPony 's eyes widen, feeling the claw on the back of her head. The flavor from the apple goods certainly dulled the musky taste, but that didn't stop Apple Bloom from nearly gagging as her muzzle is ushered forward. The thickening cock in her maw grows and throbs, Apple Bloom gumming over it and moving her head slightly back and forth, dragging the filling off Gyro's sheath and swallowing it noisily. "Mmfn..." she whimpers, feeling a claw slip down around her tail, between her plump, quivering buttcheeks, and teasing her fillyhood. Despite how gross she felt, Apple Bloom did hear that once he was finished, she was free to go. As such, she continues without (much) protest, the plump earth pony sucking the griffon off slowly and methodically.

20:31 Gyro Feather 's pointed lenght steadily grows from the hanging flesh, pushing th epoint forward into her maw till it reaches her gullet. He thrusts forward, pushing it deeper still, as even his knot begins to spill forth. There's no taste of the apple left now, instead replaced with his masculine musk and a sweet pree that trickles down the tip of his shaft onto her tongue. His claw presses a little deeper, sliding against her sensitive walls, while another digit methodically traces over her nub. "You feel that? Ever felt a touch like that before, little girl? I'm sure you'll come to enjoy it soon enough, like all little fillies do~

20:35 AppleBloomPony continues to do as she was asked. What little guard she had against the taste of musk and precum was gone, Apple Bloom now experiencing Gyro's full girth firsthoof. She clenches her eyes and swallows the pre, trying to get it out of her mouth as quick as possible. Based on the elongated groan the plump pony lets out when Gyro reaches her nub and pokes around her fillyhood, it's obvious she's never had this kind of 'fun' with friends before... Though that didn't stop her pony muzzle from sliding back and forth across his pointed cock, slurping pleasantly across her tongue and between her lips. Her tail flicks erratically, pudgy cheeks pancaking out further on the ground but not able to stop the invading claw from remaining nestled in her plump crevice. Apple Bloom's eyes roll up, Gyro's claw growing more slick as the inexperienced filly is aroused by his touch and the musky cock in her maw.

20:58 Gyro Feather could now smell that arousal growing in the air, joining the lovely scent of the damaged apple pies and the filling that coated her. With a groan, the gryphon lifts her up again, pulling her away from his shaft before he's managed to finish, and then drapes her butt so that it hangs on down over the side of the cart. "I can smell it in the air, and feel how slick your getting on my talons~ I take it you're enjoying this new experience afterall, arent you?" He coos softly, as he pushes his shaft right up against her nether lips. There's plenty of sweet apple filling to act as lube along with what she's produced as well.

20:58 < Gyro Feather> (Sorry I seriously thought I'd sent enter!

20:58 < AppleBloomPony> (Was wondering, heheh. No worries~)

20:59 < Gyro Feather> (if it gets to be over 10, please yell, I probably derped)

20:59 < AppleBloomPony> ( Roger )

21:02 AppleBloomPony coughs. "Mmph? Mpph!" Apple Bloom groans, cock slipping free from her muzzle and butt and body lifted upward. She's grows a bit dizzy at the sudden reorientation and is flopped down on the cart in the opposite direction. Her belly splays, squished against the cart. Her tail was arched up and away, legs dangling down, and her doughy, plump posterier pointed up at the throbbing, pre-leaking cock of Gyro. "I-I--[i]ack[/i]!" Apple Bloom squeals in response, the pointed member slipping up between plush cheeks, and then between slickened nether lips. Her tail hikes straight up and hindlegs kick weakly against the cart, the filly speared against the pudgy griffon's cock and starting to get her first real fuck. She moans and squeals, her own juices flowing around Gyro's sheath and member, spilling out and mingling with the filling.

21:10 Gyro Feather groans softly as he presses forward, spreading out those tight lips, and before he's even halfway down on her, he's forced her as wide open as she can get without streching. Still though, the bird presses inward, sliding up in there slowly to attempt to give her a little time to orient herself to the sensation. His thick veiny member rubs up against her tiny nub applying a pleasant friction to her form. He pants hard, each pause as much for himself as it is for her, ensuring that her tight body doesnt bring him ot his peak before he's had time to have a littel fun.

21:14 AppleBloomPony disappears from view, the feathery, furry form of Gyro enveloping her from most sides. Her plump butt spreads and wiggles, pressing up against Gyro's belly and acting as a cushion should Gyro thrust much further in. Apple Bloom's forehooves scrabble about the cart vainly, unable to move with Gyro pressing from above and behind her, left to be his plush toy for the duration. Her protestations die down, though, as the sensations from behind take over. The rubbing of the nub and the veiny cock pulsing and spreading her wide was enough for the filly to be sent over the edge. Unlike Gyro, she had no experience. "Agh!" the earth pony cries, falling limp as her cheeks and lips contract around the throbbing cock. Thin squirts of femcum splurt out and around his member, an ecstatic sensation tingling up Apple Bloom's back and rocking her world. Her inner walls clench and massage around the thick cock, gripping tight against it as her fluids leak out from her spent member, slickening up her crevice further. "Uhn..."

21:22 Gyro Feather may have been experienced enough to keep himself from going over in most circumstances, but he was not at all prepared for the sudden spasming he felt around his thick shaft. The walls clench down on the sensitive flesh, and massage and pull against him. He closes his eyes and sucks in a deep breath, trying to control himself, but its not enough. With a low whine, suddenly the bird shudders and cries out a loud "PIaaoowww!" His talons grip down inot Applebloom's flesh, threatening to pierce her skin while hot white cum bursts forth like a dam, flooding up into her insides. He keeps his eyes closed tight and lets his weight settle in on her, smearing the apple goo onto his own feathers as well. "Ugh...too...too tight I guess...' he mumbles into her ear.

21:25 AppleBloomPony pants with her chin against the cart, but her head arches up and she lets out a howl to match Gyro's when he cums. Her thick sides are gripped onto, blubber sticking outward and making great handles as catbird cum spurts deep into her, smothered from above and unable to move with him finsihing inside her. His cum and her femcum mingle and dribble out her violated netherlips, down her legs, her fatty buttcheeks squishing around his member and their combined cum. "Eugh... I... wha... tight...?" The filly mumbles, unable to move even if the weighty griffon wasn't laying atop him, pressing her plump form to the cart, and more of her into the puddles of apple food. "Am... done now? I can... go...?"

21:31 Gyro Feather tilts his head down and takes one of her ears into his beak, slurping over it and drawing off the delightful fruity flavor that adorns her. "Hold on now though," he says, "Wouldnt you want me to get you clean first before you run off? You did mention thos predators in the woods after all," he whispers into her ear. Meanwhile the gryphon shifts, causing his hsaft to pull free, leaving a dribbling mess to splash down upon the ground. He's still breathing reasonably heavy as the delightful afterglow lingers, though another thing fills his mind as well. A low hungry growl from his belly rumbles up against the little filly, as if signalling its dinner time.

21:33 AppleBloomPony squeaks at the ear slurp, it flicking about in the griffon's mouth as he cleans it up and gets his first real taste of fatty filly flavor. "I... I-I'll manage. R-really," she says shakily in response, her pudgier belly squashing about as cum spills from her nethers. The cream-filled pony wiggles and squirms under Gyro, but she can hardly move a muscle. The pony had recovered from orgasm but was held in place against him. Against his own pudgy belly. The growling belly. "Y-you can let me go now, for real, Mister Gyro. I-I should really get goin' 'fore it gets too late..." she tries, squirming and trying to shuffle free.

21:33 < AppleBloomPony> ( Would prefer headfirst, though I think you already know that. ~ )

21:34 < Gyro Feather> (Honestly I forgot xP

21:35 < AppleBloomPony> ( hehe~ but yes, headfirst, butt last~ )

21:39 < Gyro Feather> (I really need to fix dinner, it be 10

21:39 < AppleBloomPony> ( No worries, we can pause. We pausing for the night, or just until post-dinner? )

21:40 < Gyro Feather> (at least post dinner, maybe night

21:40 < AppleBloomPony> ( Okay. I'll be idling here for a bit longer. If we have to wait that's fine. I'll be on tomorrow too. )

22:19 < Gyro Feather> (hmmm probably best just to continue tomorrow

22:19 < AppleBloomPony> ( okie dokie. Have a good evening. See you tomorrow. )

19:52 < AppleBloomPony> ( blerp )

19:58 Gyro Feather narrows his eyes at the mare and lifts himself off of her some, while keeping a talon presed down hard in the small of her back. His own chest and belly is saturated in the sticky apply goop that had coated her back, tainting his feathers's colors. "Really now? You're gonna wander back all on your own, decked out in this sweet treat? I'm sure you'll attract a bear or something. Let me clean you, its the least I can do after that little bit of fun."

20:00 AppleBloomPony below Gyro squirms, hemming and hawing at Gyro's logic. He didn't want her washing off near his place. And it was dark now, and the woods were surely full of hungry things. "I-I'm pretty sure I can... oh all right," she finally relents, settling down for the moment. "Just don't take too long? I didn't plan on havin' ta walk home in the dark... o-or feelin' so full..."

20:09 Gyro Feather nods his head at the mare and then leans down to give her a long slurp up her back, drawing off a good deal of the sticky substance and replacing it with his drool. He smacks his beak a couple of times, and swishes his tail behind him. "Well, I know this might sound scary, but since I dont want you fouling the river, how about I instead give you a private bath? You might not know this, but us gryphon's have something called a crop. I can swallow you down, guzzle some water and get you clean, and then cough you back up." He explains. "Might even help with the fullness in the process."

20:11 AppleBloomPony shivers, feeling the hot wet tongue slurp up behind her. Her back was cleaned off, juicy flavor mixing with the apple filling for Gyro, producing a mouth-watering taste. She peeks up at Gyro and gives him the stink-eye at such a suggestion. "Are you [i]crazy[/i]? I ain't lettin' you swallow me down like some kinda worm!" She huffs and rolls onto her back, legs splayed and wide belly jiggling about some before settling. "Could ya' just finish up already? I got a link ways home an' this is weird enough as it is..."

20:15 Gyro Feather tenses his claws, allowing the sharp points to dig down into her back. He then leans forward and takes her snout into his beak, biting down enough to nearly draw a trickle of blood. He hold her there, letting her smell his hot apply stale breath for a moment before releasing. "Now, now, little filly, you're covered in my pie, and well, I will be cleaning you up. But, should you struggle, there's a chance you might get nicked on the way down, and we wouldnt want you to get hurt now, would we?" He asks, and then sticks his tongue out to drag it around her muzzle.

20:18 AppleBloomPony found there wasn't a chance for the pony not to struggle despite the threats. She flinches at the stale smell and grimaces. The fat pony tries to reach up with forehooves to push at Gyro's face, while her much stronger back legs try to awkwardly kick up at his belly! "No, we're done with you tryin' ta clean me up. I ain't bein' ate an' that's final." It wasn't clear whether Apple Bloom understood what a crop was, but she knew one thing for certain: It was never a good thing to let someone eat you! She flails and kicks with her legs, or tries to, her pudgy form jostling about, bits of filling going everywhere. "Lemme go!"

20:25 Gyro Feather snorts at the mare as she ebgins to struggle against him, though back to belly, her motions are not the most effective at getting to him. Even her hooves pushing against his beak are rather at an angle as to make it not very forceful. Rather than respond to her complaints this time though, and giving up on coaxing her, he opens his beak wide and presses forward, taking those forehooves into his maw. His warm flesh glides along the tips of her hooves as they reach the back of his gullet, meanwhile the sharp point of his beak scrapes along her flesh. In moments she's elbow deep with her head pointed up between that open jaw.

20:29 AppleBloomPony wriggles and baps, but it's no good. She can see above her just enough to spy Gyro abandoning subtlety. The yawning beak opens wide above her muzzle, leading her to scream in fright. All gusto fled the fat pony as the beak descends, the griffon catching bits of Apple Bloom babbling not to eat her. Her snout scrunches against the hot tongue and stale breath, eyes crossed and seeing nothing but feathers, a beak, and a dripping muzzle, eager to devour the plump filly. "No! Stop it! Y-you can't eat me! [i]Don't[/i] eat me!!" she squeals. The earth pony's flavor was far more persuasive. Her fatty, meaty, squishy taste combining with the baked goods slathered all over her left her tasting particularly scrumptious. Apple Bloom's forelegs could barely move at this point, hindlegs flailing awkwardly as her eyes bulge out in fear.

20:33 Gyro Feather reaches a talon down and hooks it beneath her chin, and tugs upwards angling her head deeper into his beak. Her mane had sopped up a fair bit of the syrupy apple sweetness, and now pressed delightfully into his tongue. Hot drool dribbles down over her muzzle as he takes his first swallow, forcing those hooves down the thin tube of his gullet, and leaving them bulging. Several more gulps and her head entirely presses into the warm flesh, where she'll find that in here its far darker than even in the dim light of the night sky. Drool runs in rivulets down her shoulders and across her chest, though the sensation is likely masked by her covering of treats.

20:37 AppleBloomPony 's eyes quiver, tracking the talon as it reaches down and props under her plush chin. She can't fight it as the stronger griffon ushers her muzzle inward, whole head soon disappearing into the hungry griffon's beak. "No-no please! Don't eat me! Do-mmffff!" the fat filly's squeals go muffled when her head follows her hooves, loud, wet [i]glks[/i] ringing in her ears. She can barely feel the drool, though it definitely felt warm against the cooled filling. The pudgy filly squirms more, forelegs, head, and neck vanished and nothing more than bulges in the feathery throat. Her barrel and hips, butt and tail, hindlegs and hindhooves scramble uselessly against the ground. "MMmmpphh!!"

20:45 Gyro Feather pauses there for a long moment, as afterall, his plan was to use her to sop up as much of the delicious filling as possible, like a giant hunk of bread. The tongue lingers there for a while, pressing over her face, but finally he finds its time to move on. THe loud swallows build like a pressure wave around her, propelling her down his esophagus to what lays beyond. He moves steady and methodically, drawing up over her chest and towards her belly now. He has to step back from teh cart, and flips her so that her butt now rests in teh filling on the cart. She can feel him scooping up even more of that and slathering her front in teh cool congealing mess.

20:52 AppleBloomPony complains loudly. Gyro could vaguely hear the continued protests of the filly, whose squeals and wails have devolved into whimpers and moans as she's squelched down the griffon's gullet. The combination of saliva and apple filling slicken her journey, but the tight confines keep it a slow, devastating one to the fat pony. Apple Bloom hears every loud swallow and gulp, more and more of her plush barrel devoured whole, slipping down the fat griffon's throat, her teasing flavor dancing all over his maw and tongue. When the beak reaches her belly, it squishes into the chubbiness, sinking in and squishing it all about. Some cum squirts from her fillyhood, squeezed out from the savoring and slurping and tasting. Apple Bloom groans aloud, feeling tossed and turned, her lower belly and fat butt being dragged around the gooey apple filling like somepony trying to clear a plate with bread. The filling clings to her, layering her in juicy, delicious pie filling on top of a scrumptious-tasting pony.

21:05 Gyro Feather purrs around the tasty treat as he feels it squirming in his gullet, only adding to the lovely experience of the flavores that adorn her body. He can feel the warm pulsing of her form in his maw, strengthening the call of his instincts as he takes another gulp. Here, here head begins to push into his crop, and she's forced to begin to curl up in his slippery sack. Gyro's tongue darts down into her snatch, drawing out some of that salty seed that filled it, and leaving it dribbling down onto his tongue. He makes sure to keep her in the goop as long as he can, rather than throwing his beak skyward, even as all that remains outside of his chest is the pair of hooves, sticking out just past his beak., and a red tail, stained yellow by her pie coating.

21:09 AppleBloomPony squirms, her fatty belly squishing and squeezing inward, the large griffon beak having no issues chomping forward bit by bit and devouring the filly one tasty swallow at a time. She gasps for breath as she's squelched into the crop slowly, hooves and head bunching up into it, chest and belly bulging out in a curvy, pony shape in his neck. The flabby buttcheeks are squished inward next, though her pudgy rear does protrude, still pancaking against the wagon to be dipped and slathered in filling. Her hindlegs had stopped kicking, them and Apple Bloom's stained tail merely twitching in place. She moans aloud, the slithering tongue snaking up between her legs, into the crevice of her plump butt where the flavor assaults Gyro's tongue from all sides, just as it pokes into her fillyhood. "mmmff..." a weak whimper muffles out from Gyro's bulging chest, the fat earth pony filly nearly devoured completely whole by the ravenous griffon.

21:17 Gyro Feather uses his tongue to push back hard into her tunnel, sliding against her button as the bird gulps again, hard, darting his beak forward as he does so. After only a couple more attempts, even those hooves, and her swishing tail disapear behind his beak, which seals her away with a snap. As her form settles into his crop, he lets out a low 'ahhhh' as the sensation of her motions runs through him. "Mmmm~ Delicious. But...There's still a fair bit more pie here for me to get to, wouldnt want it to go to waste, would you?" He drags a talon over her form, squishing at the filly's head, while his beak moves down to dump more of the pie crust and filling mixture onto her body, adding to the sticky slime that pools around her in that tight sack.

21:22 AppleBloomPony groans and spasms within Gyro's throat, her jiggling rear twitching as a sudden weak squirt of femcum decorates the griffon's tongue at all the additional penetration he's tasting from her. A rather noisy, muffled squeal is heard soon after, as the griffon thrusts downward, swallowing Apple Bloom whole with a hard, thick [b]glrk[/b]! Her curved form bunches up in his crop, making a thick, squirming bulge right in his chest area, inaudible protests and begs echoing out from it. The filly was covered in drool and filling and cum and couldn't do much about it, her snout pressed into her fat belly. The curled pony's head and butt press outward against the chest, vague outlines of the plump devoured filly visible. She urks, talon pressing against her head bulge and further disorienting Apple Bloom, leaving her to moan. Her tail and legs weakly twitch as gooey crust and filling fall from above, slapping wetly against her doughy butt, bouncing and sloshing all over the eaten pony. The already tight space was filling up fast, leaving Apple Bloom to panic in her dark prison, with nowhere to escape to.

21:31 Gyro Feather 's crop was filling up reasonably quickly with the mare, and the thick goop that the apple cart contained, but she'd find that as she moves her head around, she could form temporary pockets of air, that gave her space to breath, at least until a contraction runs through his chest and collapses it, but this never happened often enough to prevent her from getting at least shallow breaths. At the same time, the gryphon makes sure to tease at the bulge in his chest, running a talon down over the lumps. It takes him near half an hour to get that applecart truly cleaned, and at that point the filly inside is under a lot of pressure, as the crop walls are strained, streching to look like it could contain several of her. "I think....you're cauisng a bit of a blockage, my dear. Try and shift yourself around, so that I can empty out a bit."

21:34 AppleBloomPony fights hard. Through that whole half hour the filly's thoughts grew weaker and less optimistic. The bird had caught his worm. And she was plump and juicy and more than filling... especially with all the dessert he was downing after the fact. She ventilates in the crop, unable to concentrate on much and gulping down whatever air she could. After a while she barely notices the talon pressing into her bulging head or butt, the latter feeling far squishier than the former. The earth pony filly was nearly drowning in devoured filling by the time he was done. She couldn't hear what the griffon was saying. Not that she trusts a word from the thing that ate her alive! All he'd hear in response was the same weak mumblings to be let free, and occasional twitches from the fat farm filly.

21:40 Gyro Feather shrugs shoulders as he hears the indecipherable noises from his crop and closes his eyes. A talon reaches up to plant beneath what he thinks is her rump, and then the back of the sack begins to slowly open up. At first a little bit squeezes out underpressure, what Applebloom had managed to work under herself, but even with his claw trying to prevent her from sliding any deeper, at least for the moment, her body ends up blocking off most of the hole that would allow the goop to pass by. The gryphon lets out a loud groan and threatens, "I'm going to keep opening my crop wider until it begins to empty. If you know what's good for you, you'll move yourself out of the way, or you'll be taken along for the ride to my stomach."

21:44 AppleBloomPony can't hear a word with all the sloshing devoured baked goods filling sloshing around her ears and head. All Apple Bloom takes note of is the opening widening up before her, almost like she's about to get swallowed whole again! This elicits a fresh set of squeals and squirms, though with a lack of much air combined with being in the crop for so long, it amounts to a little more than a weak squishing and squelching about in the crop. She hardly reacts to her plush butt being grabbed at, the squishy, doughy rump's aftertaste still tingling on Gyro's tongue. "Mmfff!" Gyro hears. What she was trying to say was anypony's guess, but Apple Bloom's fat form still blocked the way deeper towards the belly.

21:49 Gyro Feather winces as he feels the blockage growing all the worse as Applebloom's form continues to prevent that filling from moving down teh passageway. The gryphon continues to open that hole wider while the pressure inside the crop grows all the more intense around her. Finally its opened wide enough that even her form begins to slide along inside the tube, propelled by the muck squeezing down into her. Gyro winces, having not intended on sending her down there quite yet, but there's little he can do at this point, outside of her struggling in just the right way and clearing a hole.

21:52 AppleBloomPony would have delighted in causing Gyro discomfort, but she would have preferred to not get squelched deeper more. Despite her weak efforts, Apple Bloom feels herself sinking into the wide passage, her entry punctuated by a loud squeal as her head and shoulders slip in, the devoured filling oozing in from all sides and making the trip all the more slick for the pony. Gyro feels and sees plush, round rumpcheeks pressing outward more profoundly as Apple Bloom straightens out, her form stiff from being curled up for so long. The prominent cheeks bulge out in his chest, little bumps from weakly-kicking back hooves appearing here and there as Apple Bloom is slowly squelched towards a growling, eager stomach.

22:00 Gyro Feather sees the hooves kicking, and actually pressing her deeper as she fights, and facetalons, rolling his eyes. "Apple pony, I really was going to give you that bath...but you seem insistant on heading to my belly instead," he says pointedly, and then dhuckles in some amusement. No longer so encased in goop, the rumbling sound of his voice traveling through his own body is apparent to the poor pony. The distance between his crop and his stomach is actually quite short, and her head makes it in a fairly quick fashion, plunging forward into his belly, which instantly smells of sickle sweet vomit, with a clear head of apples. All the while, the gryphon strokes at her fomr, wondering if she'll manage to pull herself out yet.

22:03 AppleBloomPony shivers. The teasing of the griffon reaches the filly, though it doesn't elicit much of a different reaction that what show she was already putting on. Gyro feels a somewhat more violent kick with back hooves, though the exhausted pony can't get much more oomph behind them. She was in no position to go backwards, chin and forelegs slipping into the fluids of the belly. Apple Bloom urks and gags at the sudden assault on her senses, her fat form squeezed tight between crop and stomach. The talon pets along the bulge, from wherever it can reach, from his belly, now starting to sag, up to the chest, where her butt imprint was slowly shrinking as more of her plump form squeezes inward towards the stomach.

22:10 Gyro Feather allows his crop to tighten once more, resigned to the fact that it was teh filly, and not the pie that will be filling his belly in a short order, and so the sphincter forms a seal around her,preventing much more of the goop from filling his belly. He didnt want to drown teh poor thing afterall. Soon enough, he can feel the rest of her spilling out into his stomach, at which point, he lets out a low sigh. A belch rumbles out of his beak, but he's only cleared air from his crop, and not his belly beyond. "I guess you are getting a bath of sourts, and a cleaning that will be more than skin deep, though I promise, this isnt really what I had in mind. Its hardly my fault you didnt move when I asked."

22:11 < AppleBloomPony> ( Have to stop for now. Bed follows soon-ish. We can resume tomorrow if you're around. )

22:14 < AppleBloomPony> ( See you then. )

22:14 < Gyro Feather> (alright ^^

20:19 AppleBloomPony is heard squealing and groaning, her plush form squeezed the short journey from crop to belly. Her plush rump and red tail slip in last, the filly bunching up and making Gyro's belly sag and glorp, forced into a curled ball. She whimpers aloud, all but petered out from the constant struggles and tight confines, stomach fluids sloshing about her and mingling with everything that had been devoured by the griffon earlier. Gyro could make out an occasional shape of Apple Bloom -- sometimes a head, others a hoof, others still a plush rear. All squirming meekly against the rising tide that was a griffon's digestive system.

20:25 Gyro Feather rubs a talon over the bulges as he feels them forming in his belly, purring as he feels her struggles in full in the powerful gut. At least no more of the goop rushes down on top of her to further make that cramped confine all the more so, while stomach juices steadily flood in, leaving the filly's body covered in a gentle tingling sensation. He gets to his feet with a sigh, and begins to make his way towards the river, causeing the little filly to slosh back and forth with each step.

20:28 AppleBloomPony turned griffon meal swishes and sloshes about in the belly, the plumped-up thing swaying gently along with his gait. Apple Bloom could be heard moaning occasionally, urking with the talon pressing to her, and generally miserable as the stomach fluids completely drench the soaked pony. Apple Bloom's bulge sways side to side, but even still it made Gyro's gut splay out either side of his legs. She keeps up the fight, however tired she was, knowing that if she passes out she's not waking up. The fluids drench over her whole body as they flood the belly, though, leaving her with little air and even less room to protest.

20:40 Gyro Feather soon finds that stream he'd told her off for wanting to bathe in and settles his feathers down in the cool ater to wash off the excess gunk that coated them. The chill even makes its way to his belly, leaving the environment for the moment at a temperature slightly less than sweat inducing hot. In addition to the organic noises of the churning stomach and thumping heart, she can hear the babble of the stream against teh belly. Gyro lets out a low sigh of enjoyment as he feels the water washing away the sticky gunk that had coated him, as a result of his activities with the pony inside.

20:42 AppleBloomPony whimpers. The tingling sensations Apple Bloom was feeling all over were briefly interrupted by a sudden shudder from cold. The already-miserable filly felt even worse now. And the cold was making her more tired to boot. Gyro's wriggling, gurgling belly is awash in the stream, the bottom of it even pancaking out a bit against the floor of the body of water. Apple Bloom couldn't be heard anymore over the gurgles of the stream and stomach, the pudgy griffon's meal finally settling down. The combination of sensations and overwhelming exhaustion finally take Apple Bloom out, the pudgy pony fainting in the stomach, loud gurgles and groans overtaking the now-still bulge in the griffon's gut.

21:03 Gyro Feather was just finishing his bath and started shaking off, flinging water everywhere as the little filly finally went still in his mighty gut. With a sigh and a shrug, he begins to make his way back towards the house, loosening his crop as he does so. Looks like he's no longer gotta worry about drowning her now that she's down for the count. He makes his way to the cart and then presses it off into a ditch, hiding the evidence fo the mare ever having even made it to him. Once he's satisfied, he heads back into his house and settles down to sleep once more.

THroughout the night, his belly softens as it goes to work on the creature's flesh, stripping it from the bone and from the fur. More of that goop joins her as well as the stuff that'd been in there previously steadily empties out the abck of his gut. By the time he wakes, his stomach is a little more pauchy than it'd been before, and all that remains of the little fily is an uncomfortable lump in his throat. He flies out to the woods, and then begins to cough, feeling the thick lump running up his gulet. Bright red and yellow fur falls from his beak, twisted around the bony remains of her form, spilling out her skull and hinding her ribs. When it splats to the ground, the tiercel flys off towards Ponyville to lodge a complaint about his desserts never arriving.

21:04 < AppleBloomPony> ( The end.~ )

21:05 < Gyro Feather> (I hope you like~