Assisting an Art Exhibit

24 February 2018

22:16 GyroTech double checks the address on the studio to the flyer he'd picked up at the local art gallery. Yep, this was the place, where he was going to meet the rather famous Inkquill, a modern art artist extordiaire, and well it looked like he needed some assistance in his latest project, which was so secret, he has yet to name it to the public. But Gyro had wanted his name on it, and he figured this whole 'being apart of a one of a kind exibit,' meant that he'd help out, and get his name on it in the end. The bird rings the doorbell and swishes his tail, waiting to see the artist who's work he absolutely adored.

22:21 Inkquill 's door soon swung open and there stood the infamous modern artist that he had for a long while admired. The regal demigriff smiled and lit up with delight. "Oh hello there! Are you here to help with my project?" He said, leaning in close with excitement. He was dressed rather casually, as in, noting at all really. His mane of feathers puffed out as he looked his fellow gryphon up and down, deciding that this one would do quite nicely.

22:26 GyroTech sees the rather recognizeable bird and offers him a grin, flicking his tail back and forth and practically dnacing with excitement. "Yes! Yes Inkquill, I rather am. I've been a fan for a long while and really want to help out with your work~" He coos, dripping with admiration. Its pretty clear that Ink could get him to do most anything that he wanted at this point. "So...can I come in? I wanna see where you live, and well, it'd be fun to see the project too!"

22:26 < GyroTech> (You probably shouldnt show him the project, until you're ready to gulp him. Dying for your art is probably a birdge too far.)

22:27 < Inkquill> [i hear ya. but first, we got bed sheets to soil ;3]

22:27 < GyroTech> (exactly! WHich is why I'm telling ya to delay :B

22:31 Inkquill Smiled and grinned deviously internally as he nodded and ushered his adoring fan into his humble abode. "Why of course! Come on in! I'll give you a tour! I'm always glad to make time for my fans." He said as he turned around and led him inside, keeping his tail up and making sure he could see his plump balls and fat, puffy donut-hole. Leading him into the lavishly decorated living room he said, "What's your name by the way?"

22:40 GyroTech moves on in quickly, practically hopping as he has trouble containing his excitement. "Oh thank you, thank you~" he coos, looking around the house. Amusingly, the bird looks practically everywhere but Ink's rump, enjoying all the sites and little sculpture the bird's house had to offer. "My name is Gyro~ And I first saw your work 'Sadness in Blue and Feather' at Canterlot a year back, and have been following you ever since. Your work is magnificent, and oh so very deep."

22:45 Inkquill Sighed as he reminisced about his early work. "Oh yes I remember that one. Was a 'pain in the ass' to make but I had fun all the same. And it's nice to meet you Gyro. I'm glad you could be apart of my new piece." She said leading him into the kitchen and popped open the fridge. "Care for anything to drink? Any snacks? it is near lunch time, I imagine your peckish?"

22:48 GyroTech chuckles at that, not realizing quite how literal the gryphon might have actaully meant. Afterall there are plenty of sources for feathers for such a thing. "Oh, I know, the tortured soul fo the artist and all that, but it really was stupendous." He then follows along to the kitchen, and looks over the fridge. Not wanting to be rude, he asks, "I suppose if you're offierng, some water, and maybe a couple peices of fruit might be nice? Or whatever you're offering."

22:52 Inkquill Reached into the fridge and pulled out some sparkling water along with some fruit and cheese and set them in front of his guest. "Tis truly a struggle." He said helping himself to some of the grapes and cheese. "Fair warning, cheese always makes me gassy. Just a heads up." He said as he popped the two in his beak and poured himself a glass of grape juice.

22:59 GyroTech shrugs his shoulders at Ink's declaration and says, "I am but your guest, I'td be rude for me to be complaining so about my host." The bird then helps himself to some of the grapes and heese as well, chasing it with a couple gulps of water. He sets his glass down o nthe table with a satisfied, "Ahhh~" His attention then turns towards his idol. "So, when are we going to go out and do this?"

23:03 Inkquill Smiled and leaned over the counter. "In a bit. But first... I was thinking maybe we could do something fun together.... since your such a dedicated fan." He purred as he batted hie eyes at the handsome bird. "Why don't you come up to my room and I can show you some of my creative techniques?" he purred, licking his beak trying to make sure Gyro got what he was putting down.

23:08 GyroTech blinks for a second, trying to make sure he wasnt imagining what he'd just, seen, but there was that look, plastered across his face. The gryphon then blushes and raises his tail a little higher, flicking it back and forth with some interest. "I suppose I have some time for you to impart a little bit of knowledge about your creative process to me~!" He responds, making bedroom eyes at teh gryphon in turn.

23:11 Inkquill grins. Hook line and sinker, he thought to himself. "Oh I'll show you all my secrets." He cooed, leaning in to kiss his fan right on the beak! Reaching around his head he slipped his tongue into Gyro's beak and kissed him deep and passionately, his feathers standing on in and his tail stood high, his butt hole already puckering out in excitement.!

23:19 GyroTech was excited, infact, about getting to do lewd things with his idle, afterall who wouldnt just jump at such an opportunity. As that beak clicks against his he lets out an adorable squee and gets a wing boner right on the spot, allowing ti to flare out stiff. Gyro is too stunned at first to actually react to the kiss going further, but once he does, the gryphon is at it in full force, pressing his tongue deep into the other's maw, and dancing around it.

23:22 Inkquill Smooched with his little fan for a bit before he pulled away and smiled lustfully, hopping off the counter and started out the kitchen, swaying his fat ass and plump balls, swaggering over to the stair well. No way Gyro could have missed that! "You coming stud?" He cooed, swaying his tail back and forth, his huge butt hole winking at him the whole time.

23:29 GyroTech was entirely quivering wtih excitement now as he feels the lust growing, even down below udnerneath the teasing. Gyro then allows his eyes to be drawn down towards the other's behind, smiling hungrily as he follows the other towards his bedroom. "Of course . Of course~" he calls out, scampering along.

23:33 Inkquill and gyro Soon enough found themselves in the other's bed room. Ink hopped up on his bed and laid on his side, keeping his ass on full display for Gyro to oggle at his leisure. "Come on in. Join me won't you?" He said patting the spot beside him on the bed, his tail swaying from side to side. "Tell me Gyro, you like boys with big fat asses?" He chuckled.

23:39 GyroTech soon clambers up onto the bed to join the gryphon , pressing his back up against the other's belly and wiggling his hips, such that his rump grinds against the other's sheath. "I rather like you~" he responds, dodging teh question a little.

23:48 < Inkquill> (think we need to pause. Getting late and my eyes are starting to hurt)

17:37 Inkquill grinned and kisses him back reaching around and gropes your ass, digging my claws into your thicc rear. After a bit he broke the kiss. "I like you too. I could just eat you up." He teased

17:37 < Inkquill> (making dinner but I'll reply when I can)

17:46 GyroTech coos softly into the kiss as he twists his head back to meet the other's beak. All the while, the gryphon grinds his rump up against Ink's sheath, causing his own to swell with excitement. There's a squawk of sudden surrpise as that claw digs into his rump, and he then responds, "And here I'd have assumed you wanted more than oral~"

18:08 Inkquill chuckled and gave his dinner's ass a playful hard smack, "oh yeah. I want all of you." He cooed as his sheath wedged between your ass cheeks and grinds against your pucker

18:13 GyroTech squawks again at that second smack, which leaves his cheeks a little red beneath his fur. He begins to pant now, pushing his sensitive anal rignt down against the other's growing shaft. Little bits of pre begin to dribble from his own length.

18:52 < GyroTech> (boop~

18:56 < Inkquill> (sorry for the delay. Chicken just came out of the oven

19:19 Inkquill licks his lips as he grinds up against his little birdie. "You want my cock don't you birdie?" He teased, licking the back of your neck

19:22 GyroTech shivers as he feels that warm breath and tongue running across his feathers, drawing the faint frutiy flavor that gyro smelled like into his beak. The bird gives a nod and gasps softly. "Yes~ MMmph~ Take me~~"

19:31 Inkquill slowly eased you down, bending you over and smacked your ass, my cock head prodding and teasing your fat ass hole. "Such a naughty boy." I coo as I stuff the first few inches of my cock into you

19:35 GyroTech screes in delight as he feels that first spaded point slip in past his sphincter, followed by more of that meaty shaft. It digs up agaijnst his prostate while the tight ring massages over the other's flesh.

19:38 Inkquill Purred and bit your neck, pinning you down as his cock grew and hardened in your ass hole. Slowly began to thrust, building up speed as he hardened inside you. "Fuck... your tight."

19:43 GyroTech purrs softly as that beak bites down against him, hodling him tight. The gyrphon shudders as he's speared deeper, causing another spurt of warm pre out of his tip. Gyro's tail twists backwards, curling along Inkquill's rump till the feathers brsh over his tailhole.

19:49 Inkquill grunts. "mmmpgh! you like that?" He growled in the back of his throat. "You like that little birdie slut? like my fat dick in your shit hole?" He picked up speed, his balls slapping against yours as he rutted you into the bed

19:55 GyroTech calls out in raw pleasure as he feels the thrusting pick up, drawing out further exitement from teh bird. Gyro grabs ahold of Ink's talon and moves it down to force it to stroke over his own shaft. He could feel a pressure building from down below as each thrust ran through him.

20:08 Inkquill stroked your throbbing hard cock vigorously as he slapped his cock into your ass.

20:20 GyroTech feels himself approaching his peak as the other rubs against him. Finally the gryphon shouts out Piaaaooowwww as seed bursts forth from his tip.

21:04 < Inkquill> (still there?)

09:02 Inkquill Purrs as he opens his beak to catch that hot sticky load of yours, letting it splash over his tongue and paint his face* "Mmgh~ Yummy."

09:08 GyroTech is panting hard, while his body's contractions squeeze down over that thick member in his tailhole with each spurt. THe pressure on his neck lets up as Ink bends down over the side to catch his seed. Gyro, however, is in too much pleasure to notice as he pants in pleasure.

09:11 Inkquill , With his face covered in hot sticky cum and his beak overflowing with the stuff, he swishes it around in his cheeks, savoring the flavor as she showed off for Gyro, craning his neck back and swallowed, following the bulge it made with his talons as it slid down his throat. Bwrrruuup!

09:19 GyroTech feels a tug on his chin, forcing his head up and back to look into the beak of the bird who'd mounted him. There's a feeling of satisfaction there as the other bird takes his seed down, while the earm afterglow continues to fill his mind. Still he notices that the artist hasnt quite reached his own peak yet, and pushes back , forcing his butt to Ink's hips once more, gasping as the shaft moves inside of him.

09:24 Inkquill grinned almost evily as his fat cock slid into Gyro's tight ponut. He gave him a spank, making that fat ass of his jiggle. "Mgh! Take it you little slut! You take my thick dick." He growled low and gutteral, pinning Gyro down with his weight as he started to thrust into him

09:24 < GyroTech> (I already had it in me silly 😛

09:25 < Inkquill> (it's been a while! Plus round two!)

09:25 < GyroTech> (You never finished though 😛 But w/e

09:27 Inkquill chuckles, "hehe you want another go or you wanna get to the art work?"

09:29 GyroTech shudders from the sudden sensation of that lenght pressing up tight once more, causing his own wings to flutter. "I...want whatever...you want...Inky.." he says, through panting breath. The fan just relished in his presense with the artist he adored.

09:32 Inkquill chuckled, feeling his stomach growl from the appetizer of spunk, longing for the main course. "Alright then." He said as he flipped Gyro on to his back, spinning him on his dick. "Then it's artsie time."

09:38 GyroTech blinks in some confusion as she's spun around, belly to belly with the other bird. At that declaration, he tries to wiggle back, off the shaft, though the knot has him held in good and tight. "Alright...well I guess we better get too it then...though I seem to be a little stuck."

09:40 Inkquill purred as he continued to thrust lightly into Gyro. "Don't worry, your right where I need you." He said as he dragged his tongue up along your face

09:45 GyroTech pulls a face as the warm smelly drool slathers over his beak by the hot slippery appendage. Sensing a kiss though, the gryphon pushes back up, locking beaks with that of the other bird.

09:49 Inkquill kisses Gyro back, slipping his tongue into his little bird's mouth to explore a bit before pulling back and licking his beak. Gyro could taste his own cum on Ink's breath. Ink then began to lean in again for what looked like another kiss... getting closer... and closer... then Nompgh! everything when black, and Gyro felt his face being pushed back towards a tight wet, hot passage

09:53 GyroTech coos softly into the other's beak as he rubs up against the tongue, tasting the salty seed that he'd furnished to the other bird. The gyrphon closes his eyes and leans in for the next kiss when suddenly he feels something slippery and tight around his face, and his eye sopen to darkness. The tip of hies beak is pushing right up against the abyss of the other's throat, but in his afterglow, Gyro has yet to realize the danger.

09:59 Inkquill Feels his prey pressing into the wet cavern of his esophagus, Ink picked up the pace, thrusting harder to use his weight to help stiff Gyro down his throat!

10:03 GyroTech hears the walls of the throat squelching around him as he begins his journey upwards into the other's maw, and suddenly a realization hits him. Even though he's pinned to the bed, the bird begins to struggle, wiggling his shoulders and trying to extract his claws. His beak is held tight by the throat, preventing any coherent words from leaving it.

10:14 < GyroTech> (boop!

10:16 Inkquill moaned as he reveled in the little bird's struggles. He loved how it tickled his throat as he made his way down into his stomach. As Gyro reached the ring of his gut, he was met with a hot blast of foul smelling, sulfuric air, followed by a splash of fizzling juices as he fell into Ink's stomach

10:21 GyroTech 's wings and forelegs were lodged in Ink's throat by the time his snout pushes through that hot ring. His slime encased front half suddenly gets blasted by the foul air lingering beyond, burning at his nostrils. He lives his head up, trying desperately to prevent himself form pushing down. "W-what are you doing? I thought I was helping you make art! This isnt what I volunteered for!" THe gyrphon calls out, sinking ever deeper.

10:24 Inkquill Wolfed the rest of the squirming gryphon down, craning his neck to let gravity help him as he stashed Gyro away in his hungry cauldron of a stomach. Bwrruuuupp! "Woo! Mgh! Hehe oh you silly bird, this is exactly what you signed up for. Your on your way to being part of my newest piece!"

10:34 GyroTech 's hind legs kick in the air a couple last times before those two are sealed behind a beak, causing th ebird to fully curl into the roiling stomach. Acids slosh all around him, spurred on by his omtions and the squeezing churning forces of the belly, pressing donw against him. "N-no! How does this make ma part of your piece? All youve done is swallowed me down! Please...spit me back up. Is this some kind of performance art?"

10:37 Inkquill pushes him deeper. Gyro could feel the acids of Ink's stomach begin to burn and singe at his fur and skin. "No silly, you will be my next piece. Once you've properly digested that is."

10:38 < GyroTech> (Well part of it right, its a compilation of many preys :B

10:38 < Inkquill> [yee]

10:41 GyroTech kicks out hard, causing bulges to appear on the surface of Inky's brown belly as the bird fights to get free. He can feel the tingling ahs turned to burning as fur drifts free in sheets from his form. Featehrs molt off of him too, plucked free by the ever powerful acids that burn into his body. "N-no! No please! You cant do this...I'm your biggest fan!"

10:43 < Inkquill> [brb rl is on my butt]

10:51 Inkquill chuckled as he laid on his back and let his stomach jiggle, "And what an honor it must be to be joining the countess other fans in the production of my newest art piece!"

10:57 GyroTech tastes the foul flavor of the juices as it rushes into his beak durnin the sudden inversion. When he finally claws his way back to the surface and breaks into a heavy cough from some of the muck that made it down his throat. Nothing could take the taste out, and his tongue burned bad. The pain picked up all around him as the acids sizzle n past his skin towards the more meaty muscles below.

20:26 Inkquill let out a harty belch as he rubbed his stomach and rolled off the bed towards the dresser to fetch something. Reaching into the top drawer he pulled out a massive horse cock dildo and sat it up. "Oh fuck, I can already tell your gunna make the best piece yet."

20:28 GyroTech feels the stomach tighten around him as more of that precious air suddenly vacates the gut, leaving his form even more prominent on the bird's belly. HGis claws and legs push out, trying to force himself free from the muck, when anothe rmotion sends him tumbling again. He feels his throat going raw as acid rushes upa gainst the back of it mid breath, while the reast of his body sizzles from teh acidic assault.

20:31 Inkquill 's gut rumbles. Pffrrrrt! Came a blast of hot stinky wind from under Inky's tail as he lubed up the fat dildo. "Hehe saying goodbye already?" He teased, sniffing the air. "Whew! That's potent! Your just so eager to be part of me aren't you." He chuckled as he lifted his tail and slid down onto that fat greased up stallion cock of a dildo!

20:37 GyroTech winces, suddenly feeling a strange force pressing up against him from the other's hips, before realization dawns on him. "Y-you cant be serious! You...you get off to this?!" The bird cries out with a squawk, though the stress is already getting to him, leaving him feeling a tad woozy within the stomach. He's losing faculties as more and more of his muscle becomes exposed, with flesh searing away.

20:41 Inkquill chirped, "Of course I do!" as he started to bounce up and down the length of that girthy dildo, causing his prey engorged belly to jiggle and bounce as well, up and down and shaking up the bird inside. Helping with the digesting. Stroking his throbbing cock with his spare paw."Mgh! Fuck your gunna make my ass so much more plump and juicy. And all the more gassy!" He giggled

20:49 GyroTech can feel the dildo grinding into his body on his backside, pulling off feathers and fur and causing everyhting to swirl together in that stomach. The peacock's motions begin to slow while his head fills a little dizzy from the lack of air. Bits of bone could be seen beneath Gyro's flesh now, poking free, not that any light reaches him.

20:51 Inkquill burped and farted around that fat dildo as he shook up his meal. "hehe smells like your almost ready." He teased as his cock throbbed and leaked pre everywhere!

20:55 GyroTech gives a coulple laslt final struggles, squealing inside that gut as it clenches around him, working in that painful fluid. Finally, with no air left in that stomach, the bird takes a mouthful of his own dissolved form and chokes on it, sputtering a couple times. FInaly, the food goes still down within Ink's belly, nothing but food for another bird.

20:58 Inkquill came hard and heavy as Gyro sank beneath the fizzling acids of his gut, plastering his huge hot load onto a blank canvas. Bwarrrrp! he blenched up sever exotic feathers that also settled on the canvass. "Mmgh... nice start."
His belly would take quite a while to be done with the rest of his meal though, requiring several hours as it begins to soften, turning to mush and emptying from his gut down towards his intestines, carrying with it the bones and feathers that once made up his meal's form.

21:02 Inkquill had laid the canvas down on the ground as he felt his meal snaking his way through his bowels. "My my, quite the add on." He cooed as he admired his plump ass cheeks.
PFffrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtt! He farted out a long green cloud of hot gas. "Fuck! Mmgh." "You probably are gunna keep me gassy for a week." He moaned as he relaxed his bowels and unloaded his former meal onto the canvass
The blast is just a hint of what's to come though. The thick smelly logs of the former gryphon make their war down through the tunnels, bringing along with them a foul stench. The pressure begins to build right behind Ink's tailhole, straining to break free.
His anus expanded and out came Gyro. Falling on to the canvas in long bone and feather riddled logs and announced by hot trumpeting farts. The thick black logs fall forth form his tailhole, splattering down on the canvas and forming a steaming bile beneath him. Bright feathers dulled by the trip through the stomach, showing purple and blue, dot the logs which spill out and over the edge of the canvas.
Inkquill panted heavily as the last of the bird slipped out of him and onto the canvas, forming a quite unique art piece. Collecting himself, Ink stood up and admired his latest piece. "What I tell you? You'd make a great piece."

22:12 < GyroTech> I admit...I'm not usually a fan of writing my own disposal...i feel like that's generally the preds job. Ah well, was fun anyways.

22:12 < Inkquill> ❤