Enjoying a Bunny

12 August 2018

00:12 Gyro Feather looks down at her with a hungry gleam in his eye and his tail flicking back and forth. The gryphon lowers his hips and begins to grind his sheath up against her nethers, while he licks over his beak. As he begins to plump out, his stomach also lets out a low growl, hinting at both the hungers that the bird happens to have.

00:15 Freyri arches up off of the ground, leaving her stomach to press to his underside and for her to give a little wriggle as she finds hindlimbs to either side actually pushing her legs up over their leading edge until she was wrapped about the barrel of his body. She gasps in feeling a sheath pressing up against the inside of a thigh and starting to stir but that does answer her question very well in having it brushing so close to her outer petals. But there was something else too, the growl of a stomach flush to her own and leaving her to gasp in gazing up at the beaky creature gazing down at her.

00:26 Gyro Feather had not had too strong of a stance, and so when she reaches up to grab his body, his forelegs collapes, and his chest is left pressing up against her bossom, flattening it beneath his weight. His beak is right up against her muzzle now as his hot fishy breath leaves him. Down below, that hot sensitive tip begins to pocke free, and finds a spot nstled between her eager lips. He presses his hips up against her in slow circles, as he grins down at her. "You know, I have a feeling I'm really going to enjoy you~"

00:29 Freyri oofs as he tumbles in against her, let alone leaves his breath to roll over her features and actually ruffle the light fur there as she blinks in getting a glimpse of the parted edge of his break. As alarmed as she was about the growl though it was hardly the time to ask about it as that sheath reaches the point a cocktip can ease free and be flush up against her body. Already nudging her outer petals, it parts them a little to show a hint of the soft, delicate pink of the threshold beyond leading up to her inner entrance and makes her gasp for having a gryphon cock notched up so readily against her. "I.. t.. though that was my line!"

00:37 Gyro Feather swells out further, until he reaches a fully stiff length, with a half inflated knot at the end of it. As it grows, it parts her lips and slides on in between them, dragging against the sensitive flesh. Now he arches his hips forward in a slow but steady thrust, sinking himself into her warm parted flesh unitl he's balls deep inside of her. A soft shudder runs through his body, accompanied by a low happy growl from the sensations down below. "Well...perhaps we shwould enjoy each other~ I bet the fact that I could just gobble you up here and now just makes it all the more thrilling doesnt it~" He asks, in a low sultry tone.

00:40 Freyri arches up faintly as much as the posture will allow as she feels that tip catching and slipping into her channel with a faint glsch of parting flesh. It leaves it to be embraced by steamy flesh parting for it in a wave of soft heat and brings her to give a little gasp as she curls one arm up to rest fingers alongside her head as it turns to the side.. "A..ah..", she initially adds vocally at the feeling of being nicely spread about a gryphon. Just the idea of having a gryphon over her a thrill but now she could feel that cock twitch against the upper lining of her channel. And yet, for the allure of such she has to glance up some at his comment from where he was leaning over her. "Ngh.. that's not .. not funny!"

00:52 Gyro Feather slowly eases his hips backwards, hearing the steady suction of her lips as they carress his ever eager shaft, drawing free yet another shudder from the bird. As soon as he pulls nearly out of her, he jerks his hips forward once again, this time at a faster clip than the slow steady one from the first instance. "Oh cmon, admit it~ I think that's part of the thrill for you~" He coos, letting his hot breath roll down over her. Intent on giving her the full sensation too, his beak yawns open as he moans in pleasure, showing off the deep redish pink flesh beyond the entrance to his beak, culminating in a black tunnel in the end.

00:56 Freyri shivers as that cock draws out with a faint slurp from pulling free of the snug channel it was tucked into, leaving it to gleam faintly from the slickness too. The jerk forward that follows setting about a solid smack of hindlimbs impacting with her body and ensuring that her legs hike up higher about the back she was wrapped about. It also causes her to groan, though she's just a startled at his tease or the casual parting of his beak to ensure she can actually see a distance into it. Not enough to see the back, sure, but enough to see the gleam of flesh and thin lines of saliva between upper and lower edges. "Ngh.. that isn't.. oh god..", she murmurs with a shiver. At least getting her to wriggle makes her writhe, though at this point she can't arch with having a gryphon pressing over her, it only ensured her front body pressed to his underside.

01:05 Gyro Feather chuckles down at the mare between panted breaths, enjoying the flustered sounds in her voice as he teases her. This time the beak leans forward until the rabbit's snout breaches on into the beak. All she can smell is his breath now, and all she can see is the back of his greedy little throat. Drool dribbles down from teh ciling onto the rabbit's face. Another thrust and her chin ends up bobbing against his tongue bfore he's managed to pull back enough that she's not toughing inside his mouth once more. The bird falls into a steady rythym with Freyri, with each plunge into her tight pleasureable depths causing his own shaft to fill with a warm gooey pressure that's growing nearly intolerable.

01:08 Freyri ends up panting in shorter bursts at the growing urgency. But far more alarming is having him part his beak so that it was right there in front and at a better angle to ensure she could see along a tongue's slick muscle to actually witness his throat. Dimly illuminated, true, but visibly winking toward her to make her gasp. "H..hey, stop..", she blurts. The paw that was resting alongside her head instead trying to push up at a forelimb to struggle with it as she's leant over. She's left to gulp at seeing the thinning threads of saliva between the upper and lower edges of a beak now framing the edges of her vision and occasionally rolling forward in an alarming dip when he pushes against her in those steady tbumps.

01:17 Gyro Feather is all too excited upon tasting her marvelous flavor and, after a particularly good thrust, takes her head into his beak and closes it around her, pressing that muzzle up against the back of his throat. There he holds her, letting his drool at first soak into her head, but then drizzle down over her shoulders to dampen the rest of her body as well. Against the back of his throat, she'd find it hard to speak without getting a mouthful of drool. Another couple thrusts and finally teh gryphon reaches his peak too. Cum spurts out in heavy waves from his tip, flooding into her belly with each powerful contraction, while his loud moan rings true in her ears.

01:22 Freyri 's breath catches in surprise and alarm as her face dips deeper and the leading edge of a beak start to slip over her vision with each roll forward. "W..what.. what..", she exclaims. Or tries too since the deeper she's inbetwween the edges of a beak the harder it is to hear her. Soon she's feeling those strands of saliva breaking across her face to soak it, leaving her to splutter as it becomes too difficult to speak. Naturally her arm pushes up, pressing at his forelimb in a struggle as she tightens her thighs in about the barrel of his body. But that doesn't stop him from arching forward and for that cock to jump against her innermost lining where it promptly paints the wall with a gryphon's spunk. Then again and again, each one flooding her body as he moans over her. She was terrifying to see his throat wink before but now it was all she could see with her head tucked back. Watching the quiver and shift of slimy flesh, let alone seeing it ripple as the moan bursts over her with a wave of that fishy breath that leaves her to tremble!

01:29 Gyro Feather 's knot fills up to its full size, locking the gryphon deep inside of Freyri's body, and keeping her safe for at least until the gryphon can manage to wrench himself free. Of course, this doesnt stop him from starting to bring her in with a couple heavy swallows, pulling her head and those large rabbit ears down out of his beak and instead squishing against the hot slippery tube of his gullet, where thicker drool smears into her fur. Her shoulders are stuck in his beak now as she's forced to lean forward towards her own legs.There's nothing to see now as she's trapped in that slick darkness, and each swallow creates a stronger tug against the knot in an attempt to pull it free far too early.

01:35 Freyri has some of his cum squirt out about that knot, displacing and running down the fur of her rear in a gleaming trail but given the next moment has a firm 'pop' from it being forced into the smaller bun it's soon bottling up inside with each twitch of that cock, packing her depths with his seed. And yet, she was more focused on the view in front as the slimy edges of that gullet part before her and start to slip on past. Leading her to gasp thinly and then try to cry out just for such noises to be silenced in the wet 'gluk' that is her face being captured by his gullet and hauled into darkness. An oppressive that clung to her features and soaked her in low squishes of it pressing up about her each time his throat bobs. She tries to squeal but the sound is only really heard to herself, since on the outside shes was being framed with her head just a bulge along his neck. The paw that isn't smacking at him trying to push at the floor to scoot herself backward whilst that first struggles to get past a forelimb. The posture leaving her with the pinch of a beak at her collar bone, his saliva already running out against the front of her shoulders as he pauses like this.

01:51 Gyro Feather holds her like this for a couple minutes all the while tugging his hips backwards in an attempt to free himself. The pressure on his shaft is painful when he pulls, but it still takes a couple minute sbefore it tears itself free with a "Shlorp" Exhurting an uncomfortable sensation among both of the parties. At this poitnt though, the gryphon is spared from his inability to devour the tasty morsel. He takes a step backwards, while biting down ith hi sbeak, dragging her onto her belly, wehre he then procedes to gulp several more times, now free of any awkward angles that she'd bave been force dinto otherwise. Each time his head darts forward, he claims another ocuple of inches, forcing her legs to her sides, and drawing her head ever forward towards his crop. The sounds of his body grow more intense as the thumping of his heart picks up, and the growling of his belly beyond.

01:55 Freyri spends those long moments feeling borderline faint as the heavily laden breath barely washes over her. It ensures she gets to dwell on the slimy nature of flesh pulsing against her and the slickness rolling gradaully over her features to run past her. When he finally pulls free she doesn't even hear the obscene wet pop that comes with a knotted cock pulling free of strained nether lips to leave them gushing his seed down the inside of her thighs whilst a gryphon cock rests spent against her. Still, she has bigger concerns as he hauls her upward and that beak starts to snap down over her shoulders in jarring grabs that squeeze her upper arms to her sides and reduce her to feeling his gullet rippling about her what is, to her, terrifying loud squishes to go with each gulp as her face oozes down the slick interior toward a gryphon's digestive tract. The threat of going down leaving her thighs to squeeze about his middle as if seeking to actually anchor herself!

02:04 Gyro Feather cares not for the plight of his meal though, and takes another swallow. His claws guide her deeper until her spine is pressed into an uncomfortably tight positiong with her hind legs locked around his mid section. By now, her head had begun to press into the gryphon's crop, a sack which loosens up enough that th ebunny could probably manage to open her mouth enough to speak inside of him. Even at this spot, he persists, forcing her to curl tighter against herself if she doesnt release her hind legs. One claw keeps up the pressure, while the other grasps upon her thigh with his sharp digits and pierces the flesh. With his now makeshift handholds estableshed he pulls back, digging them deeper in an attempt to force her to let go from his middle.

02:10 Freyri 's heart was thumping in her chest and she could almost hear it as loud as the gryphon's pounding in about her. the feeling of something parting for her face makes her wheeze, then give a faint base cry against what she doesn't recognize is the lining to his crop. All she knows is it's a dank, foul and slick interior that her face was being admitted too. Her skull plastered with saliva as it's fed on through into the waiting space. At least she could wheeze there, but it does follow with a faint but very, very muffled cry. On the outside her arms jerk past the elbows, struggling against him but as the hard edges of a beak are now down over her chest she's simply trapped with her breasts pillowing nicely along the gleaming edges of a beak holding about them. Only things weren't suggestive anymore, not as talons actually bite into her leg in pulling it off from about his waist in taking advantage of her blind panic and struggles.

02:15 Gyro Feather grins around her in scucess as he feels those legs pop free from his form, and makes haste to shift her position such that she's laying bfore him, Following that, he forces those mamillian orbs between his maw and down his throat, where they bulge out with distinct shapes in his gullet. In short order all her entire chest has popped inside his body, and now the crop itself was getting full with her own form. Not to worry though, The gryphon relaxes the back of that sack, adn allows her to travel deeper. Down this next tube, the distinct odor of bile wafts up towards the poor rabbit, letting her know just what was going on inside of him, if she hadnt been able to guess. His beak lifts towards the sky, and a talon hooks around her butt, pressing into her nethers as he slowly eases her in deeper with the help of gravity.

02:19 Freyri jerks her legs as she's hauled forward, leaving her wide toes to flop along the ground as she tries to find some way to struggle against this slow, inexorable devouring that's made all the more alarming for the pressure about her skull and then the feeling of it being pumped deeper with a gush and shift. This time the foul scent that wafts up makes her choke though no-one but her can hear it. Her head tries to jerk back and to the side but the space doesn't allow it. Instead she finds herself being squeezed in toward her waist, at least by time her tits are bundled in against one another and mashed lewdly in a brief vivid display along the curling of a tongue before they're subjected to their own deep gulp and only show through virtue of packing his throat! Past that.. well, her legs are soon kicking in the air as his head lifts and his talons grip the curve of her rear to hold her before him with deadly intent.

02:23 Gyro Feather helps to guide the poor bunny the rest of the way into his steaming stomach, forcing her in deeper and deeper with his talons until finally he feels he rcute little paws in his mouth. His tongue rollls over them several times, working in between each of the digits, before those two are forced dwon into the gullet beyond. From here, Gyro follows the descent of the last bit of th ebunny from the world, until those paws too eventually settle in his stomach. Letting out a satisfying Ahhhh, he finds a spot to flop down onto his side and rub at the bulge.

Inside, however, things were nto nearly as lazy. His stomach was hard at owrk producing powerful acids and enzymes which tingle at her form, working down beneath her fluffy coat. Muscles contract around her, forcing her head down below the liquid for seconds at a time before she's allowed to come up for air. "Mmmm....yes, I think you were lovely all the way through~ I think you enjoyed it too...even if you never seemed to reach climax."

02:34 < Gyro Feather> (boooop

02:39 < Gyro Feather> (Guess you zzzzz

02:42 < Gyro Feather> (Well...if you write your last post or w/e when you get back, I'll write a finisher in the morning. Just let me know, is disposal fine? What about pellets?)