In the Grips of a Feathered Snake

18 June 2018

20:28 < GyroCoatl> they could probably encounter out in a field or something to go for an easy start

20:31 < Sanft> Alrighty.

20:31 < GyroCoatl> Unless a more interesting scenario springs to mind anyways

20:34 Sanft , a large, exotic looking mare that only mostly looks like a pony save for the three horns on her head and the long, thick tail swaying behind her, made her way down a slightly less traveled path on her way to a new town and a new journey. She was a traveler, and had been for quite a while, always searching for new places to visit. She had a few maps to help navigate and found a shorter route down through the fields and beside the woods. She wore simple leather armor and a pair of saddlebags, as well as a blade about as long as she was, which was impressive. She herself was rather enjoying the scenery and the warmth of the day, letting her mind wander as she trotted along.

20:38 GyroCoatl had found himself out sunning for much of the day, as even with the dense feathers that colored him, the serpent still needed the warmth of the sun. As he sits on his rock, his everpresesnt eyes glance out through the feild idly, searching for something that he might reasonably call a snack. A shape moves about half a mile out that catches his eyes, and he gets up off of his perch. The serpent fans his wings out for a quick glide, and then makes its way through the dense grass, slithering out to intercept the shape. He had a rather good feeling about this one.

20:46 Sanft was more or less oblivious of the approaching creature, even yawning a little as she spots the town a good distance off, making her groan a little. She quite wanted to get off her hooves for a little while, but she would soon enough. She lit up her horn, pulling out a large canteen and taking a few swigs of water to wet that dryness in her throat before placing it back in her bag. She idly debated taking a small break before reaching the town, or just sticking it through til she got there.

20:51 GyroCoatl was closing in now, and began to slow his motion, lest he disturb the prey that he spots. As he gets closer, he begins to realize just how big indeed this creature was that was before him. He pauses, observing through the grass and keeping his body small, waiting for just the right moment to strike. She looked a little tired from that heavy breathing, he reasons, and figures that might make her to be an easy mark. The snake ruffles his feathers slightly, grinning at the edge of his beak with anticipation.

20:55 Sanft eventually gives in, glancing around for a good spot to set up before moving over to a large rock jutting out with a tree beside it, giving her a place to relax in the shade. She made her way over, setting down her gear and sitting with her back against the tree, leaning against it and closing her eyes for a moment. She was rather tired, not enough that she would sleep, but enough that she needed to take a break for a moment. She pulled out her canteen again and sipped at it, letting herself cool down as she relaxed in the shade of the tree. The rock that was jutting out wasn't quite in the shade and was more to her left and up. She ignored it, not wanting to deal with the suns spotlight at the moment.

21:04 GyroCoatl grins devilishly as the mare puts down her bags, leaving her all the more vulnerable to the snake's advances. Slowly, he slithers through the glass til he's behind the tree, and then, quick as a whip, the snake body juts forward, encircling Sanft and pressing her between his coils and against the rough bark that she'd been leaning against. The feathered serpent flutters his wings in excitement as he ends with his head face to face with the mare. Flicking out his tongue, he tastes the air, hisses in satisfaction. "Well...welll...what issss it that we have before ussss~?" Gyro hisses, before running his tongue over his beak. THe feathers are soft against her skin, but they hold their grip tightly, ensuring that she'll have trouble pulling away.

21:07 Sanft had just given a soft sigh before the snake made his move, eliciting a yelp of surprise from her before her lips tried to jerk into action, primarily to reach for her blade only to find herself locked tightly in his coils. She struggled and squirmed in his grip, glaring at him for a few moments before she realized she wasn't going to get out by brute strength so perhaps.... Her horn lit up quickly, grabbing onto the hilt her her sword and lifting it, though only to have it catch on the rock, losing her a few seconds of time to free it.

21:11 GyroCoatl takes her few precious moments of struggle to lock eyes with her, as she reaches for her sword. As he does so, she'll find herslef feeling like those depths of his gaze is spinning and hypnotic as he forces his mental will into her, just enough, hopefully to daze her and dsiable that dangerous horn of hers, as he's done with many unicorns past. The snake winces as he hears the clang of metal several times as she attempts to work the metal free, but he doesnt let it distract him from his goal. His coils squeeze tight around her, and ripple, almost like a massage as he attempts to increase the pressure that has her held against the tree. Its a good thing she's wearing that leather armor, or she might have found herself rather scraped up by now.

21:17 Sanft grunted as she tried to get her blade free, but as she did she also found it increasingly hard to look away from his eyes. A couple more tries and she finally frees the blade and yet it soon just falls to the ground, her struggles having stopped as she just stared into his eyes, having fallen into the hypnotic spell he had over her. She was thankful that her armor kept her from getting scraped up, keeping her out of physical harm at least as it was supposed to, but it also hid the fact that she'd gotten a little excited. She always did like a little confrontation, though usually it turned out in her favor.

21:24 GyroCoatl grins at the mare that's now reasonably pliable to his will and leans forward to drag his warm forked tongue across her muzzle, enjoying the subtle flavors that he could detect on her flesh, complimented by her salty sweat. "Mmmm what have we got here? You look quite a bit like a pony...but not something I've ever seen before. But I must say, my deer, you taste absolutely marvelous! Now then, what do you say we go ahead and have that dinner~" That mouth yawns open wide before her, splitting the beak apat and letting her gaze down that deep dark gullet, while bones shift in anticipation of its meal.

21:34 Sanft was mentally panicking as she struggled to break free of the entrancement he had over her, but her body refused to move, even as his tongue dragged along her muzzle. Though the true panic set in when his words and his gaping maw gave her the true intention he had for her. She had expected him to violate her in some way, but this.... Her body managed to shudder from the strong sense of unease and fear from her current situation and the raging turmoil in her mind to break free. To stop him from making her some mere meal.

21:38 GyroCoatl 's jaw pops as it reaches the zenith of its width, stationed above her, and allowing her to have little doubt that she'd go down just fine. Finally those jaws descend down onto Sanft, encompassing her horns, and keeping them angled forward, while her muzzle squelches against the quetzalcoatl's slipery tongue. It presses a little deeper still, and suddenly there's no more light, leaving the mare to the rest of her senses. The snake's breath smells rank and stale while the steady beaitnf of his heart could be heard from inside. Even if she did manage to regain some control, the spell binding her horn to silence was far more powerful than that of his simple hipnosis.

21:48 Sanft watched as his maw encompassed her head until all that was left was darkness and wet warmth, and slowly it pushed to take more and more of herself into him. She started to get some control back at this point, small twitches of muscle and tremors as she worked to regain herself. She tried to bring her magic to light once more, but found herself unable to cast. Still she struggled with it, trying to find any way out of this death-trap. Her nose scrunched at the stench, feeling her own stomach turn from it.

21:53 GyroCoatl loosens up the top coil now as he begins to press down over her head, stretching his jaws down over her neck and shoulders now, leaving a very noticable bulge in the snakes' neck. The flesh is faintly cool to the touch, being just above room temperature from the sun, and if the saliva wasnt so oily and sticky, and the quarters so cramped, it might even be refreshing. All around her, she could hear the steady thumping of his heart, and his breathing around her, all the while the muscles squeezed and dragged her down into that powerful gullet. The advancing maw forces those ofrelegs to her sides. Gyro is not particularly fond of th etaste of the leather armor now, as it scrapes uncomfortably over his tongue, but all the same he's going to ensur ehe gets her down.

21:59 Sanft was a little surprised as she felt him swallowing even her armor, but it was a brief surprise as she worried more on getting herself out of this situation that seemed more and more grim with each passing moment. As he reached her shoulders she could move her limbs a little now, though it did little good as they were pinned, but it didn't deter her from trying as she started to struggle once more, though weakly for right now, still in the process of gathering her basic functions back after losing it all to his will. Soon she'd lose much, much more to him.

22:10 GyroCoatl takes another powerful swallow and rocks his jaws forward, pressing down over the bulk of his chest now, and forcing those forelegs to their sides eve as that coil that had been holding them lets up. His tongue searches for cracks in the leather, allowing him to press down into the spots and draw out the exotic flavor of the creature, tinged with sweat and metal. Her body is thicker than his own, but that's of no concern for the snake as he forces her down. A little bit further, and nowe hwer head is pushed into his first stomach, this one mostly innert and used as a holding sack for the snake's prey for a time. The odor of his insides, however, grows even more prominent in this chamber, hinting at the horrors that lie beyond.

22:14 Sanft groans and scrunches her nose more at the stench, a soft whimper escaping her as she's brought further and further into the creature, and further away from her escape. She struggles harder, getting more strength back as she starts to kick and push with her hind legs, her forelegs pushing out against the strong muscles holding them down and yet she found no real give that would let her free. She couldn't give up, though. She couldn't, or else....

22:24 GyroCoatl soon envelopes the tips of the mare's forelegs, and playfully releases that last coil, just to see what she'd do, burried belly deep in a snake as she was. His head tilts upwards, pulling hoof and tail away from the earth and the tree, and relieving the nearly painful pressure that had been put upon her body previously. Talons reach up to help still her motions, while more of the mare begins to curl inside that slippery stomach. The liquid saps her heat away, though not too fast, almost like being in a comfortable swimming pool for too long.

22:44 < GyroCoatl> (nomph

22:45 < Sanft> -- sorry.

22:48 Sanft feels his grip slacken and kicks up the struggling more, thinking it might be a moment to escape, but as her hindquarters were lifted off of the ground, giving her no area to find purchase on, she merely flailed her hind legs in the air uselessly. As more of her curled into her stomach, the more her heart sank at the realization that she wouldn't be escaping from this. It didn't disuade her from trying, but it made it harder to keep up the struggling.

22:52 GyroCoatl grins around his mouthful of pony and with a couple final gulps, finishes her off, even slurping up that lushious fleshy tail as a lovely finale. His claw traces the bulge down to his gut, where it squishes her tightly into a ball. He rubs at the forms within, chuckling to himself. "My my my, you were quite the treat. I'm glad you brought yourself my way miss.~" He teases, elongating the words with a gentle hiss. "I'd never seen anything quite like you~ But here we are." He reaches over to puck up her sword, and idly plays with it.

22:55 Sanft soon finds herself curled up in the creatures stomach, though she didn't feel like it was eating away at her exactly, merely... draining her, making her slightly cooler and more tired. She squirmed within him at his taunting, teasing words and prods, but otherwise didn't retort. She'd not give him the satisfaction, or so she felt in her eyes. Instead she spent her efforts on trying to get her damned horn to work, something she was finding extreme difficulty with, moreso in her constricting confines that had her balled up.

23:00 GyroCoatl frowns down at his bulge, and prods it with the base of her sword. "This is a really nice piece you've got here...I might keep it for my personal collection..." he observes, before setting it aside. Still irritated at her lack of reaction, he closes his eyes and rests a talon on his gut. SLowly he squeezes with his belly, pushing her head deeper now along his system, into his real stomach. Its only a short trip before she presses past the first sphincter, blasting her with the scent of bile and immidiately smearing a caustic puddle into her fur. In short time the rest of her is forced along, forcing her to lay out, but at least now she's not forced itno a tight ball, merely contricted like in a vacuum bag instead.

23:04 Sanft growled a bit at that and gave a bit of an increased struggle. "D-don't you even da-" She stops as she's forced onward, her nose assaulted by the overpowering stench that makes her retch. She's forced to close her eyes as she's forced to lay into the snakes 'true' stomach now, squirming and wiggling in the longer confines as she feels his acidic fluids working against her skin. Now she could feel the tingle, sending the realization that this was more or less the end of her journey. No matter how she struggled, it never seemed enough to get her out, and the longer she stayed in there, the weaker she got, in body and in will.

23:10 GyroCoatl breaks out into a soft laughter as he hears her finally make some noise of protest. "Oh, dont worry, I will~ And maybe it'll be something to remember you by, not that you were that memerable of a meal on your own, even with your unique form~" She can feel his weight settling down on he rnow as his body presses down against the distended belly. All inside, the goop smears onto her form by the churning roll of the muscles, while ever more seems to steadily leak on into that chamber. All of her exposed parts feel the sharp assuault of the juices, though her armor coated body parts are safe from the worst of it for now, only burning along the edges where the juice can most easily leak inside.

23:14 Sanft groans at the stinging sensations, kicking and squirming in her tomb while desperately trying to get her horn to work. There were sparks, but nothing more, leaving her to her fate as the snake's meal. There were tears starting to roll down her cheeks, her teeth gritted together as she tried not to think about it, tried to ignore the slowly growing pains as she was worked down as nothing more then a meal to sustain him. She wished there was something to save her, or at least something to remember her by, but she was in the middle of nowhere, and the only one to remember her was her predator.

23:22 GyroCoatl smirks as he hears his prey begin to cry down inside of his belly, a soft sobbing, muffled through his flesh and feathers, but still unmistakable. Gyro strokes the bulge and shushes her gently. "There there, dont you worry about it~ I'll take care of you to the end, I'll be here~ And...I'll take care of your burial too~" The snake teases. All the while, his stomach rages around her, working an increadibly strong juice into her body, quickly stripping her of her fur, and leaving the skin raw beneath it. Soon enough though, the snake drifts off to sleep, allowing his stomach to use that energy to speed up the process.

23:26 Sanft struggles for a while longer, though as time passes her movements grow weaker as the acids eat at her flesh, tearing through her as they strip her away until her last breath passes her lips. Her body lies still while his stomach works her down, digesting the once mare into the nutrients needed for his body while the rest passes on, ending the poor mare's journey.

23:31 < GyroCoatl> _wakes many hours later, and the bulge th emare makes is still rather prominent. She'd sustain him for a couple weeks, and sure' it'd take at least 3 days to work through what was left of her. The next couple days are spent sunning and lazily making his way around his area while her form steadily dissovles inside, becoming far softer and melting down as armour and bone alike seem to dissolve into nothing.

23:31 < GyroCoatl>

23:31 < GyroCoatl> Finally, though, his body is done with the mare, and it prepares to expell all that had not been useful. Draping his tail off of a rock, he lets his anus slide open. A thick splattering of white urea and thick brown logs falls from him in an initial burst, splatting onto the ground and spreading out with a wet noise. Slowly but surely, more logs begin to slide out from bneath his tail, landing with wet thumps into a

23:31 < GyroCoatl> pile beneat his tail. Some of them are linked together by the hair that had once coated her body, and a couple bits of metal from the armor too shown among the lumps. All in all, she leaves about a bowling ball sized pile with little left of her form to show for its trip through the snake._

23:32 < GyroCoatl> Sorry about this play not being as good as some of our othe rones >.< I felt a little off in it.

23:32 < Sanft> You're fine

23:33 < GyroCoatl> Still, hope you enjoyed yourself ^^;

23:33 < Sanft> Ye ^.^

23:33 < GyroCoatl> 😄