In the Den of Monsters

13 August 2018

20:56 < Amplitude> Or could just do them as seperate erps

20:57 < Amplitude> kinda leaning towards just doing the drinking thing to start out with

21:01 < Gyrocoatl> well then, who am I drinking with?~

21:01 < Amplitude> Amp probably

21:01 < Amplitude> Because she's a total lightweight ;P

21:01 < Amplitude> EDIT: Because she's a total lightweight :P

21:03 < Gyrocoatl> Alrighty~

21:05 < Amplitude> I'll start!

21:05 < Gyrocoatl> Oh...ok

21:05 < Amplitude> Unless you really want to

21:05 < Gyrocoatl> I was in the middle of typing something up, but if you want to, I'll let ya

21:05 < Amplitude> My post would probably work as a 2nd post anyways, so go ahead

21:09 Gyrocoatl found himself in one of the stragner bars he knew of, located outside of town, a little ways into one of equestria's enchanged woods. THis wasnt an ordanary bar either, but rather one that some of the more odd citizens of equestria found themselves congregating, ones that were generally all that welcome in pony society. There were lamias, tatzls, spider ponies, and several other variesties of monsters, that, for this one place, found truce enough to tolerate each other, drink, and have a good time. Gyro, as a ponycoatzl was just one of those denziens who was happily enjoying a glass of champagne at the bar. He steadily scans the crowd, imagining, but not acting upon, putting several of them into his hungry belly...especially those couple of brave pony souls who found there way to here. Of course, someone might snatch them up...coming to such parts was dangerous for thsoe ponyfolk.

21:15 Amplitude trots down through the darker side of the woods, stopping before a building, mostly concealed by foliage. Not many normal ponies knew how to get to this place, mostly because those that were brought there didn't usually come back, but Amp was an exception. She opens the door and enters, drawing a few interested gazes from the inhabitants of the restaurant before they go back to what they were doing. Inside the restaurant was surprisingly well-lit and decorated, a complete contrast from the alleyway outside. Almost all of the inhabitants were some variety of monster hybrid, and those that weren't were struggling against their bindings or lodged halfway down a creature's throat. The bat was glad that she never had to go through being on the menu of the restaurant, although she definitely wasn't a stranger to the insides of some of the customers. Thankfully, the customers aren't allowed to digest ponies that weren't specifically served from the menu or consented to it, so she came out mostly unscathed._
trots up to the bar, not particularly hungry at the moment but looking to mingle with the snakes that frequent this place. She always found them much more interesting to converse with than normal ponies, which definitely wasn't biased by her obvious... "attraction" to the hybrids. She sits down next to a feathery griffon-snake thing, and greets the spidery bartender, of whom she has grown to know over her semi- regular visits. She orders a light drink, sitting up and stretching as she recovers from the somewhat long-ish flight from town to here, spreading her purple wings before slumping down in her chair, feeling surprisingly relaxed for a very tasty pony in the middle of a restaurant for pony-eating creatures._

21:24 Gyrocoatl ignores amp when she first walks in but as she begins to make her way down towards the spot next to him, his gaze shifts to take in the confident looking mare, following her all the way til she ends up taking a seat right next to him. Ponies like this always surprised him, but then again, you had to have an air of confidence about you if you wanted to be able to walk on out of here another night. She was one of the few unclaimed ponyfolk in the clube, wtih another notable one being a pretty grey and blue unicorn a couple of booths down the way.
After amp takes her seat, Gyro uncoils slightly and shifts in his chair to face her, while his tail drapes around donw towards teh ground, coiled around his own stool several times. As she got close, she'd noticed that he was not covered with scales, but lonts of feathers actually, on all save for his underbelly. He takes a long sip of his glass and sets it down on the counter, before meeting her eyes with his slitted ones. "I think I've seen your face around here before, but I've never gotten a name. You're pretty confident to stroll in here like that though, esecipally given...welll...the menu choicessssssssssssssssssssss." He says, ending on a long hisss._

21:38 < Amplitude> (was actually gonna have Ingress end up being one of the ponies caught by the restaurant and then served up unwillingly, instead of being a customer)

21:43 < Gyrocoatl> (Oooh...well...that could be a different unicorn!

21:43 Amplitude turns to happily greet the feathery snake, intrigue present in her eyes where worry would normally be expected. "Oh, I'm Amp! And don't worry, I know all about how the menu works around here. I've even been eaten a couple times myself~. But I know that you creatures aren't allowed to digest non-served ponies here, or non-consenting customers, so I'm not worried." She gives a fanged grin, her gaze turning to the coiled mess of feathers at the bottom of Gyro's stool. "I don't think I've seen anypony like you around here. Plenty of scaled lamia, and even one furred one once, but never a feathered snake. What's your name?" She asks as her drink shows up, which she happily grabs and takes a sip from.

21:43 < Gyrocoatl> (FOrget I mentioned it

21:47 Gyrocoatl nods his head, and hisses, flicking his tongue out as he eyes towards the door. "This is true...but only until one walks past that door, you know. I'm a bit surprised you've taken that plunge in here and yet still come back. Thats a very odd quality in your kind...they're usually a little freaked out. The name is Gyro." He offers out his caw to meet her hoof and then uncurls his tail, to instead wrap it around her stool, moving upwards till the feathered tip brushes right up against her fer, and his wings, he flaps open just to show them off. "Us quetzlcoatl are a fairly rare breed. Its what happens when a gryphon turns snake, you know." He eyes the mare's drink while taking a sip of his own. "Just a cider? I'd have expected a mare like you to be more on the wild side."

21:54 Amplitude shrugs. "I'm not too incapable myself. I know all about the insides of different creatures, it's not that hard to get them to regurgitate me if I really want them to." She neglects to mention how, or why she would know how to get regurgitated, and continues on. "So I'm not worried at all. Plus, most creatures spit me out if I promise they can eat me later. Apparently I taste pretty good to most? I wouldn't know." She doesn't react at all as the feathered tip of Gyro's tail brushes against her back, likely expecting the snake to make some sort of move on her, and it's not like she wasn't aware of the tail moving over to her stool. Grinning as she gets teased for her drink choice, she turns the tease around to the snake. "Just a champagne? You're many times bigger than any pony, I'd expect you to go for something more fitting your stature yourself~."

22:02 Gyrocoatl shrugs his shoulders at her gesture towards his drink, and then lifts the glass to invert it all into his beak with a quick guzzle. He slams the glass back down on the table, which shows exactly why they use such heavy ones here as the stem fails to break. "I suppose you're right, that is a little bit light. Bartender, why dont you fix us up a pitcher of spider juice then?" His attention then shifts to the smaller mare, which he carresses with teh tip of his tail. "YOu will join me in this right? its the bar's specialty afterall. If you manage a whole pitcher, you get your name on the wall~" He gestures towards a leaderboard, with a fair number of names, as well as a couple callouts for ponies who managed more than one. THe current leader was the bartender herself, who managed three and a half.
The drink itself was an amalgomation of various liquors and a couple liqueurs, topped off with a generous shot of spider venom, straight from the bartender's mouth, which just adds to the potency of the cocktail. The snake just turns to grin down at her as the pitcher arrives. "IS that so though, perhaps you might let me have a taste of you, by the time the night is done~"_

22:09 Amplitude says, "Hm, maybe. I had my eyes on a different lamia tonight, but perhaps if you can make a compelling argument, I might change my mind~." Amp definitely seems surprised when the lamia orders spider juice. She had seen that take down full, multi-ton lamias before, and as such had stayed far away from it. It probably couldn't hurt to try just a shot, though... "I suppose I can take a shot or two of it!" Amp replies, rising up to the silent challenge. "I generally try not to get too inebriated, as I like being sober for the flight home, but I suppose if I'm planning on staying the night in some creature's stomach already, why not go a little overboard?"

22:16 Gyrocoatl frowns down at her, and glances around the room in an obviously guarding motion, looking for the creature that he should be jealous of, but none that he can see have been making eyes at his companion. He'd never had spider juice either to be honest, but the idea of ending up on that wall had aleasy intrigued him. "Well...you did say taht you've never seen a snake like me before. HOw do you know my insides are allt he same?" He's delighted as she agrees to the drink though,a,d pours himself a glass from the pitcher, and to use as the second glass, he fills his wine cup to the brim, liekly about 4 shots worth of the dark shimmering liquid, and slides it on over to Amp. "Indeed, it cant hurt at all. Besides, based on your look, I'd guess you've never tried this before."

22:24 Amplitude smiles. "I'm sure I could figure something out if you ate me~. Worst comes to worst, I can usually find my way out the other end." Amp teases, despite never actually having tried going out the other end, or ever really wanting to. Her eyes widen as the wine glass of dark liquid is passed over to her. "H-Hey, I said just a shot, not-" She starts, before hesitating, and rolling her eyes. "Oh, what the hell." She mumbles, before picking up the glass and tipping it back. She feels its extreme potency burn at her throat, but decides to keep drinking anyways, trying to impress the snake. When she sets it down, the glass is half emptied, the bat coughing a bit from the excessive amount she drank. "Well, you going to start drinking too?" She asks, motioning him to his own glass before continuing to down her spider juice as impressively and dangerously as possible. A little bit of it spills from her mouth as it empties in Amp's haste, but she manages the entire glass down. The alcohol already starts slowly inebriating her mind, but it still takes a little while to fully kick in._

22:34 Gyrocoatl blushes a little bit at that thought, and imagines a pony, still all live and wiggling, pushing itself down out of his back end. "I...right, I've never had something like that happen before..." He says, tapping his claw on the glass. That emoiton turns back to mirth as she protests her drink, and...as she takes half the glass he cant help but look on, astonished, with his beak half hanging open. She was taking that like a champ. Her words shock him out of it, and he turns to his own glass, before emptying it down into his beak. The dark sweet and yet bitter liquid rushes across his tonge and down his beak, burning at his throat. The liquid itself feels dense and oily in his mouth, but not altogether unpleasant. He finishes his glass only a comple seconds after Amp gets her's down, desptie his bigger one, and sets it down on the counter. "Wow...you really went for that didnt you? How was it? I think we might need to order a second pitcher, just for you~" He says, and then refills both of their glasses. Deep down he can feel the burn of the alchol, and the steady cloudyness thats following pressing on his mind.

22:40 Amplitude groans, "Bleh, it burns. Taste is alright, I suppose." Amp starts, her voice still coherent for now. "Not sure I should go for more, at least not until I see how bad this glass hits." It only takes about a few seconds before she's starting to sway in her chair slightly, her eyes getting unfocused occasionally. "Y-Yeah, I think you should keep the drink for yourself, I'm sure your nice, big body could take it, unlike me~." The bat feels the inebriation taking over her mind, and a little bit of worry pops up that warns her that she might have gone a little bit past her limits, but those thoughts are quickly drowned by the rising tide of alcohol in Amp's bloodstream, and she thinks that maybe that it might be nice to have a little bit more of the drink in a bit, after this one has run it's course.

22:47 Gyrocoatl shrugs his shoulders at her and drinks from his fresh glass...though this time he's not going to chug it either, though his eyes never leave the mare as she begins to sway in her seat. He could feel it too, rising up in him and impairing his motor functions, making everything seem a little looser, but he wasnt quite yet swaying as it coursed through his blood. Pushing the glass towards her again, he goads, "cmon, just another couple sips. Now that you're starting to feel it, it only tastes better." Leaning forward afterwards, he lets out a soft hiss in her ears and draws his talon down around her body. "Though...If you're feeling a little woozy, I know of a spot you might be able to hang out, in the dark where you can help to come down from it all."

22:54 Amplitude coos. "Mmm~, maybe laaater..." She replies, not even thinking about the repercussions as she leans down to her glass and drinks from it- albeit slower than before. "I b-bet you could drink this whole pitcher and only get as woozy as I'd get from two glasses, with how big you are~." It isn't sure if Amp was teasing or complimenting Gyro's size at that point, although her amazement with his tail definitely makes it seem to be the latter. She whines a little as she feels the talons on her body, leaning into them. "Althoouugh I certainly wouldn't mind getting wrapped in your tail when I'm done drinking~..."

22:58 Gyrocoatl grins at her wide enought hat he shows off the sharp fangs

22:58 < Gyrocoatl> oops

23:05 Gyrocoatl grins at her wide enought hat he shows off the sharp fangs hidden behind the edges of his beak and begins to uncurls his tail and migrate it up around her body in a set of loose coils. The soft feathers give way to a scaled underbelly which drags over her fur as it encircles her, wrapping her hind legs to the chair with his own bulky form, and curling around her belly. The last bit of his tail circles around her neck, leaving the couple odd tip feathers leaning against her snout, while he's left room for her shoulders too. "Mmmm I am pretty big~" He turns to his glass and takes another couple heavy mouthfuls,draining it down to three quarters, while in the pitcher half of the liquid remains. His claws trail across her form now, running over her ears and playing iwth her mane as he watches her enjoy them.

23:13 Amplitude loses herself in the teasing for a moment, feeling the mixture of scales and feathers travel up her form. She leans into the talons as they ruffle her mane, squeaking a bit as the tail wraps around her neck. A few seconds after the tail stops moving, she remembers what she was doing, and grabs her drink, starting to sip at it heavily some more. The bat is much more clumsy at this point, and sometimes the drink is spilled a bit onto the feathers around her neck. By the time she finishes the glass, her inhibition is almost completely gone. "So you dooo have fangs!" She says, admiring the grin. "I was wondering how well you compare to a reaal lamia. Your tail does feel nice, but it doesn't seem as stronng~." Her words are starting to get slurred, and she probably would be close to falling out of her seat if not for the tail around her. "Plus, your eyes don't look neeaarly as nice. I b-bet you can't even hypnotize ponies." The bat is basically just spewing her thought process at the griffonsnake, not thinking that she might be challenging him to prove that she's wrong at all.

23:24 Gyrocoatl 's eyes started to get defocused now, requiring him to shake his head every so often to regain sight of her. Yep...that brew was certainly working wonders on him. He was really starting to wonder if he'd be able to finish it. But this mare...she was just egging him on so he has to take some more to drink. He refills his glass and knocks back the last, leaving just about one more in the pitcher, before turning his attention to her. He keeps his eyes locked upon her face, but it was hard to follow her as she moved in a steady sway. "H-heeeeyyy! I aaammm a real Laamiia!" he responds back in a way to loud voice. "I juusssssst have featherssssssss and wiiiiinnngggssss." His voice has become a mixe of a slur and a hiss now as the drink really starts to get to him. His grip suddenly tightens around her, trying to crush as tightly around her as he can without actually harming the mare. With a little effort he feels her ribs begin to creak with the pressure. "I could crusssshhh youuu..if I waaaanted....And...whyyyyy hip-hip-hipntize when I've got a silllveh tonggueee." Even if he wanted to right now...he as a little too far gone for the required concentration.

23:32 Amplitude gasps as she feels the tail tighten around her belly and neck, the scales feeling surprisingly good as they dig into her skin. Yet, the bat doesn't feel any pain, likely due to the alcohol numbing her sense of it. She lets out a slurred wheeze, only to feel the lamia go further and press hard on her ribs, making it hard to get any words out. She wriggles in the coils, trying to get a response but finding the lamia too tight for her, and all she manages is a sharp exhale that's lustful in tone._

23:35 Gyrocoatl holds her there as she finishes the last glass, and by the time she's released the mare, it looks like she might be on the verge of passing out. The snake lets out a deep mirthful laugh in both triumph at finishing the glass, and at the state he's left the little pony before him in. "Ssssseeeeeee.....I toollllddd youuuu IIii was assssss gooooodddd" the snake slurs out with a proud grin on his face. Then he turns and slumps against the bar, gesturing the spiderpony at his empty pitcher and making a face of excitement. Of course, its at that point that the spider pony reminds him that some of that pitcher is inside the mare right there and not in him. Gyro quirks his face into one of exasperation and looks back at the pony."Ssssayyy....you woulldnt miiind hellpping me get on the walllll...right?"

23:40 Amplitude pants in pleasure as the tail loosens around her, having somehow enjoyed the feeling of the tail tight around her. "Mmmmm... I dunnnooo, I've ooonly got a biitt of prooooff. Afterrr aaalll, how doo I knooow those fangs are reeaaal?" She tries to turn in the coils to face Gyro, but just ends up losing her balance, slumping down into the heavy coils. "Proooove that you're reeaaally a reaal lamiaa, and you can eeaat mee. Otherwise I'll goo tooo that otherr snaaake." She leans her head back, exposing her neck. "Bite mee~." She slurs, lustfully.

23:46 Gyrocoatl nearly topples off the bench himself as she suddenly shifts her weight in his grip, and in the process caues a couple of those coisl to slump off the side and push her into the bar edge. The bird rolls his eyes...or at least he attempts to, but really its his head that rolls around in the process. "Oooohhh they'reeee plenntttyy realll~" he counters and then leans forward, opening his maw wide. It takes him too attempts to hook those fangs into Amp's throat, and, upon landing the second one, they both tumble down into a heap of birdsnake and pony, though his fangs remain squarely hooked into her neck. A slow trickle of venom oozes on out of them, this one, a mild sedative that usually lowers her preys anxiety, though who knows when mixed with alcohol. He holds her there, waiting to hear her reaction.

23:52 Amplitude , Given the mixture of alcohol, snake venom, and spider venom, a strange reaction occurs in her mind, causing her to light up with bliss. She writhes around on the floor, having the equivalent of a orgasm but feeling the pleasure burn through her entire body, surging through her veins. She lets out a loud moan, which attracts the attention of a few nearby customers, but they go back to their business after a second or two. Lewd happenings weren't too uncommon at the bar, especially when normal ponies were involved. As the orgasmic bliss wracks her body, she bucks her hips on the floor and moans constantly, and even pleads "P-Please, e-eaat mee~!" a couple times. It isn't quite clear if she gave consent to getting digested, but given the context they probably would have ruled in the favor of Gyro that she agreed ahead of time that she'd help him get his name on the wall, which implied she'd be digested._

23:53 < Gyrocoatl> (Now...not to do this to ya, but I'mma probably sleep soon...so its probably best if we pause here? that way we're not quite cold starting into things.

20:29 < Amplitude> Alrighty, dins devoured

20:30 Gyrocoatl manages to keep her loosely wrapped in his coils, even as she squirms around in his unsteady grip on her form. He keeps his jaws therefor a little bit as she gets through her first set of spasms from her near orgasm. Then, with a slight grin upon his beak he backs off and hisses at her, "Iffff you saaay soo~" Before she can get an opportunity to change her mind, that beak yawns open incredibly wide, showing off the deep chasm of his greedy throat before it slides forward around her face. His hot drool plasters her body while the tonge quests over her delicious form, taking a moment to savor it. Finally he arches down around her and gulps hard, causing a spasm of muscles that draw her in deeper, plunging her vision into oa pitched black darkness. He tightens his coils as much to highten her pleasure as much as to keep her from flailing too much in her bliss.

21:02 Amplitude 's moans only increase in lust when she sees the open, enticing maw descend upon her, dripping saliva onto her face. The moans are then quieted as the back of Gyro's mouth muffles them, the beak surrounding the bat's head as her tufted ear fall to their sides to better fit in the maw. She writhes and kicks as the coils haphazardly tighten around her to keep her from moving, the heavy, feathery mass squishing her in all the right ways. Her inhibitions dont even have the means to worry about the fact that she'll be melting down in that exact feathery mass in a few minutes, her drunken bliss overpowering any thoughts of safety. She lets out a muffle yelp as the snake gulps around her head, drawing it into his throat, the wonderful, hot, wet tightness of his esophagus only further arousing the mare.

21:09 Gyrocoatl ensures that Amp is trading one binding for another as each inch of her that leaves his firm feathered grasp is, after a few moments, further enveloped in a vicelike tunnel as it meets the back of his gullet. Hot rivulets of drool make theire way down therough her fur, carrying with it the alcoholic scent of his insides, one so powerful that it masks the impending bile at the base of his throat. His muscles work in a steady persistalic motion, running over her with smooth tugs and pressing deep into her form like a steady slippery massage. The bird finds her taste delightful, even as the buzz of the liquor dulls his sense of taste and leaves everything just a little bit furry. Around him, he can see eyes watching him with envy, and some cheering as he approaches completion of the little challenge.

21:15 Amplitude provides no resistance other than the occasional thrashing of pleasure. She can't even think about wanting anything other than to be eaten right now, with her bliss clouding her mind. The sudden shock of pleasure from the venom is starting to lose its effect and return to the venom's intended effect, slowing Amp's mind and causing her to jolt with pleasure less, making it much easier for her to be gulped down and devoured.

21:22 Gyrocoatl finds her hips now in his maw as the majority of her delicious body is pressed deep into his gullet. His coils come off now, while he raises his jaws up towards the air to let the hooves dangle and kick lightly. Even as he eases her inisde, he makes sure that his long tongue quests up between her rump to find the dripping lips between them. Here, her honey was heavenly and fragrant, filling his senses with a hot bliss while a resounding purr echoes from his chest all around her. Her muzzle has past the edge of his birdlike top and now could be seen bulging out down below, growing further into the main coils where his stomach lay, growling with hunger.

21:35 < Gyrocoatl> (Booop

21:35 < Amplitude> (whoops

21:38 Amplitude 's hooves kick and quiver a bit as they're lifted from the floor, hanging limp from the snake's maw. An adorable moan can be heard from the bulge moving into Gyro's tail as his tongue licks across her dripping loins, the growl-like purr from the snake rumbling around her as she slides deeper into the tight, pulsing flesh. She wriggles a bit at the teasing, causing the bulge to shift and move, to much joy of the small audience watching. The bartender watches in slight amusement from how into it both drunk creatures are. "Just remember, I need to watch her digest. After all, it doesn't count if you just let her out later!"

21:46 Gyrocoatl winds his tonge around one of her hind legs several times as it descends in past his beak. There, it clasps shut with a dull click, before the snake topples down across the bulge, grinning all the while. He spares a glance up ath teh bartender and grins from edge to edge at him. "Oh dont worrrrry. I'll even let you wwwwwatch as I let h-herrr out in the morning, if you really want to verfy~" He slurs, before turning back down to nuzzle at the bulge. Deep inside his gut, the batpony would find that there was already quite a fair bit of liquid in that chamber when she arrived, from the alohol he'd consumed, though no sign of any other meal. The faint tinge of acid is very nearly drowned out by the rest of the sensations as the muscles squeeze on her, but hte tingling is most certainly there.

21:56 Amplitude doesn't even realize the danger she's in as she wriggles around pleasurably in Gyro's gut, barely even noticing when her trip down the wonderful tail ends at the stomach. She moans and touches herself, barely even conscious at this point. The lack of oxygen in the stomach is also likely a contributing factor to her quickly fading consciousness. She squirms and moans, trying to get off before she passes out. Eventually, she climaxes, a muffled scream of pleasure coming from the feathery bulge before falling silent.

21:59 Gyrocoatl half slithers over onto one of the several couches that were set out for patrons who ended up with a fair bit too much to eat and to drink, and finds a comfortable one to take a spot in. He grins as he feels her movements start to fade, and runs a talon ovver the bulge, cooing and purring all the while. Idly he picks up the menu which shows the catches of the day and browses through the several different creatures on menu. Some of them had a giant red strikethrough on them, showing that they'd already been claimed.

22:01 < Amplitude> (Think I'm gonna pause here, don't feel quite up for going into another scene right now)