Stats

The RP has a total of 47 lines, 1787 words, and 9533 characters.
The average line consists of 38.02 words that themselves average 4.33 characters taking about 3 minutes, 27 seconds.
Gwen Greenears said a total of 24 lines, 753 words, and 3922 characters.
Gwen Greenears's average line consists of 31.38 words that themselves average 4.21 characters taking about 1 minutes, 49 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 23 lines, 1034 words, and 5611 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 44.96 words that themselves average 4.43 characters taking about 5 minutes, 5 seconds.

19:17 Gwen Greenears gently pets the handsome gryphon.

19:17 Gyro Feather Squawks!

19:18 Gwen Greenears giggles a bit, and keeps petting him.

19:31 Gyro Feather coos softly and pushes up into her paws

19:31 Gwen Greenears gently strokes his head, before running her fingers down his wing.

19:32 Gyro Feather fluffs up and flutters his wings gently, purring.

19:33 Gwen Greenears leans on, and gently licks an ear.

19:38 Gyro Feather flits his head around as her tongue runs across the feathers that cover his earholes, though he heas no external ears.

19:38 Gwen Greenears smiles as she enjoys the taste, lapping at his fluff more, holding it close to her.

19:42 Gyro Feather closes his eyes and waggles his tailback and forth. He's got a sweet frutiy flavor to him, with just a little bit of salt from the seaspray he recieves on the way to work.

19:43 Gwen Greenears slowly opens her jaws nice and wide, saliva dripping out all offer his beak.

19:45 Gyro Feather raises an eyebrow as she opens her mouth wide, and tilts his head to the side. "Uhh...a little tired are we?" He asks, as he stares up into her glistening gullet.

19:46 Gwen Greenears breathes out over him, a deadly scent in the air before she pushes him against her maw, working him right into the slick, saliva filled depths.

19:52 Gyro Feather makes a face as her dark grassy scent wafts over him from her previous rabbit meals and shakes his head. The bird realizes exactly what she's after though when a grasp behind the head causes him to be pressed up against the hot slippery flesh at the back of her gullet. THe bird makes a confused noise, and raises his talons up in protest.

19:55 Gwen Greenears laps all over his face. Sure, he had one last chance to push her off, but she had one last chance to finish gulping him. Her throat pulsing hard as she tried to swallow.

20:00 Gyro Feather mmmphs against the wet dark gullet that he's pressed against and tries to pull back from her maw. He pulls back slightly managing to get his face backwards, and yet, that next gulp makes sure he's not going anywhere, leaving him in limbo.

20:00 < Gwen Greenears> (Mmm, do you want to rp this out, or leave it up to a roll of the dice?)

20:06 < Gyro Feather> (mmm I wouldnt mind being bunny droppings ;P

20:07 Gwen Greenears gulps on time with his pushing, leaving him to tire himself out on a stalemate. Then, she suddenly grabs onto his rump, and pushes him deep into her throat.

20:11 Gyro Feather groans in frustration as he feels the muscles fighting back with each of hte grounds he makes, leaving himself in a perpetual state of limbo, but his muscles wiggle with strain as he does his best to force his way free of her maw.

20:12 Gwen Greenears loved how much her meat struggled, though it was futile. She mumbled around his soft body, about how he would look so sexy on her. Slowly, she tilts her head back.

20:18 Gyro Feather feels his strength begning to flag as he feels his muscles straining with each of the motions, but he's just about worn out. As she raises her head up, he's not nearly enough in to tilt him towards the sky, with only his forelegs raising off the ground.

20:19 Gwen Greenears gulps harder the more she tilts her head back. Her fingers pressing into the bulge you made, feeling it get closer to her gut.

20:24 Gyro Feather finally feels his arms give out as his head shifts down into the constantly moving chamber of the throat, drawing his head and the entireity of his shoulders into the smelly gullet beyond as he sstarts to truly descend.

20:26 Gwen Greenears moans as her throat bulged, your face skipping down into her depths. Her gullet gurgles loudly in hunger, as it began to draw him deeper and deeper into her depths.

20:29 Gyro Feather groans softly as his beak squelches down into the chamber before him, filling his nostrils with the awful putrid stench of what lies inside her belly. His hind legs kick out widly as she begins to lift himself up off the ground finally

20:31 < Gwen Greenears> (Ack, sorry, have to go.?

20:31 < Gwen Greenears> )*

12:50 < Gyro Feather> (boooop

12:50 < Gwen Greenears> (Hiya handsome)

12:58 < Gyro Feather> (still hungry?~ I think you were in the busy of making me less handsome :P

12:58 Gwen Greenears strokes over her belly as loud churning gurgles come from it. She laps at her meat, as his head gets coated in juices.

13:03 Gyro Feather yelps as he feels the hot juices splattering across his beak and presses his arms out in her gullet, making strange bulges with his figure. Every moment in there is unpleasant as the juices seep into his feathers, amtting them down, while his hips slip between her jaws.

13:04 Gwen Greenears licks a couple times between the legs, before swallowing hard, slurping the last of him like a noodle.

13:12 Gyro Feather feels his legs give a final kick as his hind paws press through her maw. The tongue curls up behind his paws and he's left swelling up her gut. More of his body squelches into the tingling belly of the stomach, leaving him kicking around inside of there. "H-hey! Spit me up dammit!"

13:20 Gyro Feather coughs inside the sack as the acrid air burns at his lungs, while the juices tingle against his form, working down beneath his feathers. While his feathers and fur themselves are resistant, he can feel it starting to tingle at his flesh beneath them. The bird presses against tthe folds, causing her belly fur to shift with his motions.

13:21 Gwen Greenears moans whenever he moves. Her inner walls squishing around him, rubbing the acids into his tough body. "Mmm, yes. You are gonna survive a long time, my meat."

13:35 Gyro Feather groans in pain and frustration as the tingling steadily grows into a burning sensation the longer he's exposed, especially where his tailhole is exposed as raw flesh. Each roll of the stomach squelches more of the gunk into him and tugs at his form, drawing out a cry. "N-no you gotta let me go!"

13:36 Gwen Greenears smirks as her belly churns. "Oh, it is far too late for that. Sure, you may still have ages left, but you won't live that much longer out of me. Might as well have someone get some use from your meat "

13:38 Gyro Feather gives another cough as he hears her cries and shakes his head, though his eyes and mouth burn from the exposed juices. "N-no! I've still got pleanty of time. I'm intact! And you're a bunny...you cant do this."

13:39 Gwen Greenears sways her gut a few times. "You may be intact, but look at your skin. It would split should it rub against anything, and my acids have leeched into your bloodstream, slowly digesting your insides too."

13:49 Gyro Feather growls at her and attempts to dig his claws into her belly flesh, though the stomach surface just gives and slides aroun dhis claws, before pushing him back into a ball. He's feeling raw and red all over his form, and in spots fur and feathers are starting to slop off. "N-no! I still can, spit me yout you monster!"

13:51 Gwen Greenears sways her gut a few times. "I'll have to say, no. I would much rather let you out the other way." She teases. He hears a loud slapping sound as she snacks her rump, making her belly jiggle.

13:54 Gyro Feather is sent rolling end over end, splashing his head down into the deepening pool around him and filling his beak with the awful gunk that was her belly juices and the bits of him that'd already mleted away. He comes back up to the surface, coughing, as he feels his throat burning from the sensation.

13:58 Gwen Greenears burps happily, and swallows down some more air. She lays on her gut, closing her eyes to take a nap, while her belly slowly worked.

14:01 Gyro Feather however, is hardly in a place to take a nap as her belly squeezes over his from, working the juices further against him. Each moment grows into agony as her gut over the course of many hours finally works past his outer skin, exposing the raw muscles and fat beneath. All of his feathers and fur are left stripped, floating around there with him, while the bones of his claws and wings are left exposed.

14:02 Gwen Greenears yawns as she wakes back up, glad to feel her meal still alive on her gut, even if in much worse shape. He would be able to feel as her gut pumps some of the chyme deeper. "Mmm, maybe you will even be concious as I shit out the first part of you."

14:05 Gyro Feather calls out at the bunny from within the stomach, though his voice is raw and horse, and he could barely hear her with his damaged ears. "N-no...F-fuck you...." He mumbles out, though he was in little to no shape to really fight back at this point. Only the fact that the juices caauterized his wonds kept him from bleeding out.

14:07 Gwen Greenears grins as she let's out a little fart. "Oh, it is far too late for that. Though a pre meal fuck can be nice, I would prefer to let my intestines work over you instead."

14:16 < Gwen Greenears> (Have to go, see ya)

14:16 < Gyro Feather> (Darn....

14:17 < Gwen Greenears> (Sorry, I should have more time a bit later.)

11:30 < Gyro Feather> (Beeep

11:31 < Gwen Greenears> (Hihi. I should be free to continue a bit later if you want, waiting on lunch at the moment)

11:31 < Gyro Feather> (alright ^^

11:34 < Gyro Feather> (Speaking of lunch, I do adore when a pred eats when prey is already there.

11:34 < Gwen Greenears> (Mmm, that is fun~)

12:17 < Gyro Feather> Shame we didnt finish this in time for you to have dropped a bird skull next to chip :P

12:18 < Gwen Greenears> Giggles at that.

12:27 Gyro Feather has been stuck inside of Gwen for several days now, slowly stewing away inside of her. With as deteriourated as his body has become, its a wonder how he's even still able to drift in and out of consiousness. Wings and legs have fallen off a the cartilige holding em together has melted away, and the bones on his chest cavity have come expoed. Everything is pain to him and all he can do is occasionally make hoarse noises at the bunny.

12:28 < Gwen Greenears> And then, something wet splatters against him. She pats her belly as she eats a pizza, the cheesy crust landing in her meat, getting mixed together with him.

12:31 Gyro Feather could hear the organic noises around him as she swallows, sending food down to splash upon his figure. She continued to eat with him here, as if his body wasnt enough for her as it steadily destroys his form. The strachy pizza scrapes across his figure and draws out a soft whimper from her meal.

12:31 Gwen Greenears burps and rubs her gut. "Mmm, such good meat. Not that much longer before you are just shit."

12:35 Gyro Feather bobs up and down in her belly as it squeezes against him and churns that muck up agaisnt his body, working to help break him down further. Those words frightened him, though he knew it was true. He'd already heard her grumbling about shitting out some of his feathers previously. A couple hours into this mea, however and mercifully his belly finally splits open, causing the bird to pass oun as acids rush his heart.

12:35 < Gyro Feather> (I hope you'll give one of those lovely finishers I know you can do~

12:40 Gwen Greenears still takes a couple days to break him down, before she sat on the toilet a final time. This load didn't want to come out easy. Thick bursts of gas preceeded her meal, until her pucker began to stretch, feeling the massive shit start sliding out. She groans as she keeps dumping it, closing her eyes and relaxing as the flow continues. His bones tickling her on the way out. Thick, solid, and proof that he was gone. She rubs her gut and burps softly as the skull pressed into her pucker, spreading her even wider, till it comes out with a plop.
The thick logs swell open her pucker as they squeeze through, sometimes with teh sensual bump of a half broken bone. These ones were much smaller than some of the others that had been through, and not a single feather or bit of fur adorned the pile to give rise to who it might have been as these had been passed way earlier. Shit filled eyesockets stare up at Gwen, and fill up hi sbeak, holding it open like a perpetual scream.

12:44 Gwen Greenears snatches out the skull to wash clean, and leaves the rest for the plummer to take care of.