Feast at the Fountain

6 May 2018

12:08 Tree_Time let out a long sigh, feeling his belly gurgle and sloosh. His mind wounding around the town, thinking of were to leave his gift. He had removed a number of preds from their midst. He grinned thinking of how happy everyone would be when they saw his mound. The sweet mare was a little unfortunate. He burped, tasting a little of the meaty goo churning inside him. Suddenly he remembered, his friend had set up a date with Gyro, the other Gyro...He just realized the pony had had the same name . Oh, he looked down at his tummy. "Hope he likes em big..." he thought, the spell wearing of,f his body slowly turning back to normal. His horn glowed pink, his belly shrinking down just enough so he could slowly walk back towards the docks, it was lucky he had planned to meet his friend at midnight, a nice date under the stars, guess he had gotten carried away with business, made out well though, the potion shop and gyro the unicorns metal, a vary nice haul. He made his way through the soft night air, not really watching too closely as to what was going on around him as his passed out the trees and into the town square. the sound the fountain plashing as he slowly maid his way passed.

12:16 Ruzzyfinch was having a silly time this evening, hopping into and out of the fountains now that the squre had cleared out. He'd heard that sometimes people tossed little coins and other odd trinkets into them at times and the shiny metal glints catch his eye in the dim street lights. He really wasnt supposed to be in them, but this late at night, no one seemed to care about a pond hopping gryphon, probably taking him as an eccentric teen. He's collected a small horde which he stuffs into the bag on his back. Surely the gryphon wouldnt see a creature cloaked in the shadows, but inside the glow of the lights, he was plain to see from a distance.

12:22 Tree_Time 's eyes lit up, seeing a lone bird playing the fountain. his tongue moved out to lick his lips, He knew he should resist, but the frisky little thing looks pretty yummy. The first griiff he had had was rather hard to choke back, and the birds were little more then quick bites. A tittle drool started leak down his cheek. He had eaten enough preds to reward himself with his freebee right? He took a step close trying to be as stealthy as he could muster with is very full tummy. His stomach's grumbling blocked out by the gushing water. Slowly he slunk up, trying to get as close as he good to grab the little treat with his hooves, he did not trust his magic after all he had been using, and the last thing he wanted was to let this little bird go free.

12:30 Ruzzyfinch didnt hear the approach of the stranger through the burbling of the fountain, and very fortunatly did not catch him at first. He'd been diving around beneath the water with a talon, and then fishes out a little necklace, cheap looking, but still fax gold. The gryphon tosses it around his neck and admires his reflection in the water. Something since his test with those potions has made him more intersted in gold and other shinies. Though its sure to wear off by the time he turns back. As he's beeping at himself, he sees another reflection, and turns his head around to meet tree's eyes, right behind him.

12:40 Tree_Time 's large green eyes fix on him, a large smile creeping over the pony's face. "lovely night for a bath isn't it?" Tree smirked clasping the birds soft sides in between his strong hooves. "I know a even better place you can go." he opened his mouth, this prey being blasted with a rush of hot rancid air from his churning gut. The smell of his soon to be food crept into his nose, only serving to increases his temptation. This little bird had done nothing wrong, nothing other then looking so cute playing in the water. Tree poked out his tongue, caressing the bird's beak. "Oh, its to die for~" Tree murred softly before cramming the finch's head between his soft lips. He cared not for the pleasure of his prey, the little bird was just there to wet his whittle, a little treat at the end of a long days work. His eyes rolled back, tongue savoring the birds plumage. Oh, this one was lovey~

12:47 Ruzzyfinch had a scent that seemed to align with that of teh zeebra he'd eaten earlier, though the avain bits of him confuse the sensation. The bird, for what its worth, begins to squirm in those hooves as they clench down on his shoulders, forcing him to stare backwards at the pony who has him caught. THe zebra coughs hard from the scent invading his nose, smelling of so many pounds of digesting meat, mixed with bitter bile. "Let me go, what do you think you're doing?" He growls, trying to pull his head out from teh suddenly hot chamber that pressed dwon around him. The hot drool saturates the top of his head feathers soon, letting the drool drizzle down his neck. Wings flare, bumping up against the arms as he tries to pull free.

12:57 Tree_Time shoves the birds head between his lips, his powerful jaws closing around the neck, He let go with his hooves, slowly working the flailing bird into his mouth inch by inch, his teeth working down his prey's neck as his throat took the head, helping pull the frantic bird even deeper towards the the predators stomach. The groaning gurgling growing ever louder as the poor zeb was slowly, tenderly consumed. Tree smiled, feeling is prey flail. He let it struggle in his mouth, let the wings frap across his fur, let the soft claws try and dig into his flesh. He breath quickened his eyes filling with a sense of primal glee. He felt like he imagined a dragon must, locking its jaws around a helpless pony, savoring and sucking it, feeling the living thing plead with every action. He swallow, slowly teasing the flapping wings into his tight stretch maw.(edited)

01:04 Ruzzyfinch 's triangular finchy beak is held shut after that first swallow as the powerful muscles of the gullet bind down around them. Still though, the zebra finch calls out in muffled spurts, and reaches his talons backwards, attempting to slash on the unicorn who's got him trapped. With no hooves there to hold him anymore, he fights fiercly, but his leverage is just not good. The powerful wings beat against the other's chest, never closing enough to allow the jaws to slip around them even as Tree approaches the wing muscles. The teeth prickle on his feathers, pulling out some of the down, while the angle gives him a crick in his neck. The taste of fear exudes from him, adding to the familiar tastes from before.

01:16 Tree_Time grins about his prey, his thought floating back to the zeb he had somewhat eaten. This bird reminded him of him some how. His nostrils flared, a rush of primal lust over taking him, his hooves shot out, catching the little birds wings in his leg joints. He pulled back, pinning the bird. its claws having left little gashes along his face, neck and shoulder, she shivered feeling his blood leaking out, drying in the cool night air. The claws digging deeper into what ever part of him they tried to get hold of. he had to suppress a moan, the sound rumbling around trapped head of his prey. he pulled tighter, forcing the wings to his the birds body, pressing them into its sides. He wanted to beak them, snap them like twigs. He bit down, almost breaking the skin, his teeth full of stray feathers. This was what he had been missing, to long he had been playing by his code. Drool lead our the side of his mouth, the fear of his prey richly seeping into his tongue, lighting is body with primal desire.

01:27 Ruzzyfinch continues to struggle hard even as the fragile wings are drawn into the other's grip, knowing that he better not give up, or whatever was going on in that belly he'd be sure to join. He can feel wet blood on his talons, and the warm liquid dripping down into his feathers from where he's nicked the unicorn, but it doesnt seem enough to actually get this monster to stop and let go of him. Instead there's a shock wave of fear and a loud crunch as his bones snap, pressed into hte wrong direction by the hooves which had gotten a grip around him. A muffled howl of pain leaves his beak, making it not much more than a couple feet beyond Tree, while his body goes limp from teh pain. Not even adreniline will save him now. Feathers catch in those teeth, plucking from his flesh and leaving trickles of blood in his neck. His now crumpled wings provide little resstance to slipping in past those lips.

01:35 Tree_Time felt his prey go limp a deep sense of satisfaction flowing over him. He had won, beaten the other creature in to submission. His hungry jaws worked over the bird forelegs pinging them to its sides and the wet mouth advanced. Reaching the mid section Tree tilted his head back, letting the trembling body slowly slide down his throat with slow rhythmic gulps. The poking into the gut, a slum of half digested flesh forcing its way inside. Oh, fuck, this he thought, taking the bird's body in his hooves, helping himself cram it into his mouth. Dragons would not take such time to feed on prey and nether would he. The feather tickled his pallet, the warm spell filing his senses. Gurgle his stomach welcoming more fresh to its hoard.

01:48 Ruzzyfinch can only muster up weak squrims now, while the shifting of hte gullet around him forces the wings into new somehow even more painful positions as the bones are forced out of alignment within his flesh. Slowly his paws begin to kick out and his tail lashes around, glinting the golden rings in the light. The finch gets a face full of muck as he finally pokes into the stomach, feeling the juices swarm over him and smear into his feathers. The foul mess forces its way past his beak to leave him feeling sick. As tree reaches the halfway point, he'd find the feathers transitioning into white spotted fur which pratically glows in the lights.

01:58 Tree_Time shudders. a deep beastly moan echoes from within Tree's throat, his mouth sucking down the last of the wing, his hooves helping force them at odd angle between his lips. His prey was helpless how. Its back half merely a tease of what was. The cute little tender rump wiggle before him as his slurped down the struggling prey. His tongue slaked around the crotch, teasing and poking. Tasting what little flavor was there. He did not expect any, not from a mere meal. He ran his hooves down the flanks of his prey, taking hold of the hand hooves in his. He felt the kick weakly, doing their very best to free themselves from his grasp. However, like a fly in a spider web it was no use. The massive gut welcoming more and more of the helpless bird, squirming around his broken body as tightly as it could. Trees lips closed around his meals flanks, the warm fur caressing his tongue. I wonder if Gyro will taste this good~ he thought, his salivating maw consuming the supple ass with great glee.

02:03 Ruzzyfinch found his lungs starving for oxygen already as he's slowly fed down into the growling stomach, displacing the grisly contents inside that practically seemed to sizzle and itch at his flesh. In some ways though, fitting through that stomach helped alleviate the pain in his wings, as the no longer felt as crushed by the walls. Still, Ruzeth's mind began to feel fuzzy and grow light headed as his lungs burn for air that wasnt going to come. His motions begin to slow to a still , half sticking out of Tree's gullet. it seems the little bird wasnt meant for such exurtions and already he was begining to black out like the little hunk of food that he was.

02:13 Tree_Time greedily slurped down the hind quarters of the tasty treat, the birds mass barely budging his colossal stomach, BURRRrrrrrrpppppp a few feathers flew out, drifting down into the water below . The stomach expelling what little are she swallowed as the hind legs joined the rest of him . the Zeb being squished and squeezed inside the stomach, the bile burning at his legs, tail, chest... every part of him slowly beginning to feel like it was on fire as the lack of air choked the life from Tree's cute little snack. Tree licked his lips, placing a hoof over his throat feeling the last of his treat flowing down to his demise. "Mmm, wow, that felt soo good." he smiled, he would have to remember to let loose more often. However he did not have too much time to enjoy his current state of pleasure, there was still one last bird to enjoy, a friend of his waiting back on the docks. He looked around, doing a quick check to see if any prying eyes had witnessed him in the act, feeling sure that his meal had gone unnoticed, he slowly started to make his ways best he could to the docks. He must not keep his friend waiting after all.~