Stats

The RP has a total of 21 lines, 907 words, and 5037 characters.
The average line consists of 43.19 words that themselves average 4.55 characters taking about 4 minutes, 9 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 10 lines, 460 words, and 2508 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 46.0 words that themselves average 4.45 characters taking about 4 minutes, 0 seconds.
Lutro said a total of 1 line, 6 words, and 40 characters.
Lutro's average line consists of 6.0 words that themselves average 5.67 characters taking about 17 minutes, 0 seconds.
Rick Telemain said a total of 10 lines, 441 words, and 2489 characters.
Rick Telemain's average line consists of 44.1 words that themselves average 4.64 characters taking about 3 minutes, 0 seconds.

11:20 Gyro Feather flutters on in

11:21 Rick Telemain lounges in mid-air.

11:24 Gyro Feather decides that rick makes a good perch, and makes use of him.

11:25 Rick Telemain simply shifts out of the way from being perched-upon... is far too small for a big, clumsy gryph to perch on.

11:26 < Rick Telemain> (Brb. Gonna get off F-list and back on for an icon update on Kirbs. PX)

11:36 Gyro Feather makes another pass at an attempt to land on Rick, or his bubble sheild.

11:37 Rick Telemain gives Gryo an unamused look and when he tries to land on a bubble, Rick has the silly bird fall right inside of the bubble, surrounded by it.

11:38 Gyro Feather yelps as the surface gives way and flares his wings out...only to find them smacking painfully against the insides of the reappeared bubble, bending feathers in all directions.

11:42 Rick Telemain watches Gyro for a minute, watching the bird push and try to stretch-out in the, admittedly undersized bubble. It's a bit cramped in there for someone Gyro's size.

11:44 Gyro Feather soon realizes that he's no longer falling at least, and folds his wings back down. He writes around in the semi transparent pink globe, until he's laying on his back, with his feet nearly in his face, much like if he was in a belly.

11:45 Rick Telemain "You're pretty cute, positioned like that." Rick puts his paws on the bubble... and proceeds to shrink it, along with Gyro down, "And you're even cuter when you're closer to bite-size." The Mew licks his lips.

11:49 Gyro Feather yelps as he's shrunk down to the size of Rick's paws, though it comes out as a hard to hear squeak due to his suddenly much smaller vocal cords. He's looking up at Rick's snout between his legs, giving the mew a pretty good view of his own nethers.

11:52 Rick Telemain "Yeah... not feeling like a big snack. I usually have my prey be bigger than that, but... this works for me right now." He then opens his mouth and pops the bubble into his mouth and closes his mouth, the bubble popping once Gyro's sealed in. There, Rick proceeds lick and squish the gryph against the roof of his mouth, his tongue naturally sliding and tasting the gryph's half-furry, half-feathery belly.

11:56 Gyro Feather 's eyes widen as he's thrust into the dark red cavern of the creature's maw, and as it closes the light starts to fade, painting everything instead with the dull pink glow of the shield around him. A strand of drool hits the top of the bubble and begins to leak around it, while teh tongue wavers excitedly beneath him. There's so much life in here in frightening organic motions. Suddenly the bubble burtsts and he falls just a fraction of an inch to splat into the wet tongue. The odor of Ricks breath now floods over his nares, while the hot drool is quickly worked into his form as that tongue drats him around and presses him into sticky flesh that he'd been protected from only moments before.

11:58 Rick Telemain lightly presses a couple of fingers against his throat as he tips his head back and swallows with a soft *glrp*, sending the gryph down the hatch, feeling the little lump slide down his gullet and into his chest, on his way to the Mew's soft tummy.

12:01 Gyro Feather grasps ontot he lumpy muscle of a tongue as he feels gravity dragging him back towards an abyss he cant see in the darkness, but as it squelches against his face and pushes hi into the constricting gullet, he's forced off with a loud glck, drawing him down through that ring. His bulge resists moving beneath the pressure of the paw before they ease back a bit and he's sent deeper. There's a momentary fall, before he splashes into a sack filled with noxious fluids.

12:13 < Gyro Feather> ( rick Telemain boop

12:14 Rick Telemain 's fluids are more... like a goo. Gyro finds himself landing in a very plush-soft stomach with a warm goop seeping from the walls. The goop doesn't burn nor numb... it doesn't appear to do anything to him for the time being. It merely feels warm. Rick outside lies down on the ground and rubs his belly gently as it croons and growls, steadily coating Gyro in more and more goop.

12:17 Gyro Feather spreads his wings around inside that belly and flails with his legs regardless, though each of the motions only serves to work him steadily down into the liquids where they seep into his feathers. Even if he didnt feel anything yet, he did not find the sensations present as he's dirtied.

12:19 Rick Telemain giggles as he feels his stomach get pushed out and expanded a bit by those struggling wings. *[color=green]Glorp... shlursh... glump[/color]*
As more and more goo coats Gyro, he'll find the conditions feel softer and softer... and rather comfortably humid.
The goo has a narcotic effect though Gyro may not realize it as it slowly addles his mind... making him feel steadily more and more cozy in those soft confines... it's just like the softest bed in the world. So comfy.

12:24 Gyro Feather feels his motions steadily slow as the affects of the goop seep int hrough his feathers and work their way into his gullet through his beak. Finally the bird cant resist it anymore and starts to pass out, snoring softly inside of Rick's belly.

12:26 Rick Telemain licks his lips again, and lets out a soft burp as Gyro dozes off inside there... the goo also soaking in through Gyro's feathers as well. From there... the mew's belly makes quick work of the sleeping gryph... painlessly breaking him down into a gooey pool of nutrients, which drain away into Rick's gut for absorption.

12:27 < Gyro Feather> [sub]Gasp! Lutro watches sports ball?[/sub]

12:30 < Lutro> [sub]Yeah with family.[/sub]

12:30 < Lutro> [sub]It is good because of that. Really don't care too much.[/sub]

12:43 Lutro wears little helmet and waddles about.