A Second Sushi Date

17 September 2018

21:53 Der pokes the silly gryphon!

21:56 < Serilde> Yay poke!

21:58 < Der> Just don't go poking me with those large talons!

22:00 Serilde had wandered away for about half an hour with her friends while she left the two birds whos meal she paid for to squabble over the plate of sushi she'd bought for them. They were small though...and there was /no/ way that they'd managed to go through all of it while she wasnt present...right? The gryphoness wanders on back to the spot where she'd left them, after having her full of drink and sushy as well...and then blinks when she sees a very stuffed little white bird..and no other gryphon in sight. Her shadow looms over the figure on the plate, still half coated with sticky rice and stained slightly rbown with soy sauce, as she gives him an inquisitive look.

22:12 < Serilde> (boop

22:14 Der was basking in the afterglow of his meal, his stomach hard at work on the gryphon and fish inside, almost teasing him into a food coma at all he ate. It took the small griffon a couple seconds to notice the shadow over him, his head slowly turning upwards till it met the gryphoness' gaze, and waved a wing to her, throwing bits of rice off of it "Heya! That sushi was great~ Thanks a ton!" he chirps out, as if there was nothing wrong with this sight. Other then the mess on the plate, almost nothing else was touched on the table, not even the small drink Serlide got to go along with the fish.

22:18 Serilde glances down at the fattened lump of feathers down on the table and then flops her way on into the booth, taking a seat right in front of the bird. "Well...I'm glad you liked it. Are you even going to ba able to fly like that?" She asks, poking the bulge that was at least twice as large as the bird sitting before her was normally. The sharp claws comb gently through his feathers, allowing her to feel the varioation of bumps that are situated inside his belly. "So...where did that other gryphon run off to anyways? Last I saw he was still over here, with you..." She points out, frowning down at the little morsel.

22:25 Der looks down at himself and his oversized body, letting out a nervous chuckle "Uh... possibly not.... good thing you came back then!" he chirps, shooting a smile up at the gryphon looming over him. Letting out a little squeak at the poke from the large talon, he wiggles on the rice coated plate as it ran over him, feeling his squishy belly. "I..." he chirps, glancing to the side "think he went off to find more sushi! I did kinda eat most of it!"

22:37 Serilde rubs his talon over the belly a little bit longer, letting out a sigh and glancing around the area looking for him. "Well...I guess we have to wait on him to get back then...hopefully he'll return soon..." she mutters. Finally after a minute or two her gaze returns back towards looking at the small bird, and examining the plate he's on. "I really cant believe you two managed to go through two entire nigiris at your size...they're like...nearly as big as you."

22:46 Der was starting to relax with the gentle belly rubs, though the muttering words from the gryphon rang though his head, making him stiffen up a bit, his lie was going to come back to bite him.... Grinning up, he licks his beak "They were that good! And good thing it was just two of them, otherwise I probably would have eaten more then I could handle!" he chirps, his words accented by a loud, for him, belch, which carried with it an almost unnoticeable purple feather. Chuckling, he covered his beak with a talon "Excuse me"

22:53 Serilde was herself looking away when the gryphon let out his loud belch, and when she looks back at him, she doesnt take notice of the small new feather on the plate, as her mind mentally writes off a single one as if Gyro had molted some on his food. Smirking down at him, she calls over the wait staff and directs her to the tiny bird. "Well..I think he said he was still hungry...so get him whatever he'd like," she declares with a smile. "Now then...lets see exactly how much you can handle~" She teases at him, nudging beneath his wing with a talon. "At least until your friend returns."

23:04 Der blinks, hearing Serlide call out for someone and looking up to see a waiter looking down at him. Glancing between the two, he hears the gryphon's offer of whatever he wanted, and couldn't just refuse that, it'd be rude! Looking back to the waiter with a small smile, "Maybe another plate of sushi then? And something small to drink to wash it down... on the same plate please!" Squeaking out again at the poke, his head snaps over to the gryphon, with the smaller one rolling his eyes "What, are you just going to watch me eat?"

23:08 Serilde chuckles at the little bird's order and gestures at the menu, shaking her head. "Its all sushi here....or at least most of it. But...perhaps we ought ot get you some octopus. It'd be fun watching you struggle with the tough rubbery meat," she says with a chuckle. "And...I guess a glass...and a shot of sake pleaes," she finishes, sending the waiter off. "Hey...I already had something to eat after all. Maybe I'll have what you fail to get down when you're done," she remarks, shrugging her shoulders. THe treats arrive in short order...and infact, Serilde goes ahead and takes one of the three tentacles on rice and tosses it down. The arm itself is still moving as it writhes around on the rice.

23:14 < Der> (Just checking for lack of confusion, what did Serlide do with the tentacle, eat it, or toss it on the plate(with der?)?

23:14 < Serilde> (She ate it

23:26 Der glares up at the larger bird, as he hears the order "Struggle? This sounds like it is going to be more fun for you then it is for me!" He didn't get much time at all to complain though, almost as quick as the waiter left, a plate was set down next to him, three big tentacles, fresh and moving on the rice bed. As he pulls himself towards the other plate, a shadow passes over him, sharp claws digging into one of the tentacles and lifting it up. Following it, he watched as it disappeared down the formel's gullet with ease. Rolling his eyes, and flopping down onto the steaming rice bed, he mutters "Once less for me to eat I guess...." One of the arms of twitching 'meat' lay in front of him, which his lightly pecked at with his beak, nibbling at the oddly texture flesh "Are you sure you eat this?" he chirps up

23:30 Serilde nods her head at the little bird, and licks her bright pink tongue across her beak. "Yes, you do, its delicious too. Hard to find good octopus, let me tell you." She watches with amusement as Der starts to nip at the coil, which responds in kind. While it was attached to the rice in the center, the tip was free to move around, and, its suckers begin to curl around Der's head, fighting with him to keep itself from going down that gullet of his. "You've just got to commit!" She calls down at him, breaking into a mirthful laughter as she watches him fight wiht his meal. "YOu cant let a fish get the better of you!"

23:41 Der felt the rubbery flesh snap inward on him, coiling around it's would be attacker! Reaching out with his talons he tries to pull it free from his head, but the sharp points of his claws only triggers it to twitch and thrash against him more. Growling at the frustration of this 'meal' and the larger gryphon calling out over him, he twists his head and pulls it back at the same time, slipping free of the curled grip of the 'fish' with the tapered length still in his talons. Grinning at the twitching tentacle, he licks his beak "Time to commit I guess and see how tasty you are!" with that head head snapped forward, beak wide open and coming over the end of the octopus, shoving it into this throat and swallowing hard. He could feel the tip of it curl inside his throat, trying to stop the descent, but though clenched eyes he forced it down, deeper into his body.

23:47 Serilde howls with laughter and slams her fists on the table with amusement, rattling the plates and the drinks as she watches the tiny bird struggle with the tentacle for owver a minute as it attemps to fight him, and even at one poitn strangle him. She sstill smiling wide by the time the time he mangages to get the tentalce down and nods her head, though she offers very little assistance. The size of the thing is quite apparent as it slides into Der's gullet, wrighint around like a large vein as its pushed into his already overstuffed crop and partially into the belly itself. Satisfied, she takes a swig of her drink, and pushes the other's shot towards him. "THat...was honsetly pretty impressive...but can you do the other one?"

23:57 Der forced the large tentacle down, which only got thicker as it went, stretching his beak out at the end and leaving a sizable budge as he forced it down his throat. Shuddering, he felt the wiggling mass slide down his throat, forcing itself into his crop and stomach, the tip twitching as acids hit it. What was an over stuffed bird, was looking close to bursting. Gasping he takes a deep breath in and chirps out "Thanks!" then dunks his beak into the offered shot, downing beakfuls of sake quickly. Lifting his head back up from the glass he looks to the gryphon, a smirk on his beak "You are going to carry me out right... cause there is no way I can move if I try to eat that one!"

00:00 Serilde nods her head at the little gryphon, adn then slides the other tentacle on the rice a little clower to him. "I was going to save this one for Gyro...but he's still not here for some reason. "But sure...I'll carry you out if you eat it and all the rice that came with it. If not...well..." THe formel trails off for a moment, staring at him. "I suppose I'll carry you out too~" Though that second one has some more devilish undertones than the first promise. "I do hope that other gryphon gets back soon though..." She mutters to herself...and then finishes off her sake with a long draught from the glass.

00:14 Der blinked, thinking he heard her say the same thing twice... his head tilting as he looked up to her until he dismissed it with a quick shake. Sipping at the sake once more before continuing his meal "Hey, more for me if he doesn't!" he quickly chirped out, turning towards the other tentacle, which seems to have calmed down a bit. Even still, the small bird takes in a long breath, not looking forward to trying to force that down his throat after all the other food. Reaching out towards the octopus he grabs the end of it, and pulls it towards his beak, shoving it into the confines and tries to swallow it down, it taking several attempts to get his body to want to consume any more. Eventually he forces it into his beak with his talons, leaving him no other choice by to choke down the rubbery and wiggling mass into his throat. Not a sight that looked great to an obverser, but was probably rather amusing.

00:24 Serilde grins at him as he waits for that other tentacle to stop moving and then finds herself thoroughly enjoying the display of Der trying to choke down the other tentacle, watching him struggle an dhaving problems. The formel doesnt really help the situation either, as she prods his belly in the issle of his attempts at getting it down. Once his beak closes around it, she claps her talons together happily. "Bravo...bravo! Though...you still have those two large piles of rice to get though...you dont wanna be rude now do you?" She asks, noticing how taut his belly and crop where now. THere's probably no way he'll get the rice in his belly.

00:32 Der swallowed hard around the odd feeling food, forcing the long length down his throat and ballooning out his belly and crop even more. So much so, that the poke at his stomach was almost enough to force his entire meal to be released from his tight belly. Clenching his eyes closed, he beak squishing into the octopus, he managed to overcome that feeling and force the rest of it down. Feeling the thick end of the tentacle disappear down his throat, the griffon flopped forward, his head landing on the plate, tired and very full. Groaning, he looks up at the large piles of rice, easily enough to fill the bird on their own, waiting for him. Squeaking out pitifully, he chirps "Maybe in a bit... I need to rest after that"

00:42 < Serilde> (gotta bed)

00:43 < Der> (Understandable, late here also!)

18:52 < Serilde> (This go through?

18:52 < Der> (/me pokes with a sharp claw)

19:15 Serilde moves her talon down to rub once again at that massively food filled bulge of his belly, strokinging up and down the ridges and feeling how the tentaclescontinue to fight even inside his gut, as she chuckles and shakes her head. "I suppose if you want to take a little longer than we can...Really though, I wonder where that little peacock ran off too." She mutteres, frowning Down at Der. "Why did he even run off to find a waiter...one whoudl ahve been around here to check on the two of you..." She mutters down at the tiny bird. Eventually though, she flags down their waiter and askes if he saw what happened to Gyro.

19:26 Der purrs lightly, enjoying the feeling of the talon rub over his over stuffed body, pressing in on his bulging stomach and shifting it's constants around inside. Inside, the tentacles moving around went from annoying to welcome, rubbing at his stomach as he shifted their coiled selves around. Giving a light shrug of his wings, he glances upwards "Maybe he saw someone he'd want to get in bed with! You know how that bird was!" he chirps with a snicker.

19:27 < Serilde> (Soo....did the waiter see you? :P

19:30 < Der> (No waiter stopped by, though it is possible they saw from afar and didn't interrupt! Could always give it a roll/coin flip~)

19:42 Serilde speaks with the waiter when he comes to the table, and he confirms that last he saw of the little blue and pink bird, he had been squabbling with the butterball of a gryphon that lay on the plate there, and that no he'd not wandered around looking for him as far as he knew, and he'd not heard anything from the other staff either. This whole conversation is loud enough that the tiny gryphon would easily be able to follow it. As the staff member leaves, her eyes follow down to the smaller bird, as she raises an eyebrow at him. "Really now? At his present size? I'm not sure I quite buy that...so really...what happnened between you and him?"

19:50 Der looks up, staring at the waiter as they speak, glad to hear that they really didn't know what happened, although their statements didn't exactly help him either! Turning his head to the sharp gaze of the big formel, he gulps "Well, they are right, we were squabbling over Gyro eating too much sushi, but after that he.... went away, and left the rest for me to eat!" he chirps, a tiny grin trying to cover his nervousness, truly not knowing how Serilde would react to the real truth.

19:58 Serilde clenches her beak and glares down at Der as he says that gyro 'went away' now, and moves her claw to rest against his gut once more. The heavy talon, this time though, pushes down menacingly against that bulbous belly, compressing it till she heard the crack of bones...though likely not those of Ders. "He...'went away'...did he? Why do I get the feelign that you're not telling me the whole truth, little bird? You know I dislike a lier," she growls down at him.

20:10 Der grits his beak in pain, the pointed claw jabbing into his belly and forcefully displacing stomach contents until it found it's target, the small griffon twitching as he heard the cascade of bones crack deep inside of him, likely Gyro's rib cage crushing into his ruined body. Blinking his eyes, and taking a raspy breath in, figuring that catbird being in his stomach was out of the bag "We got into an argument and he was eating all the sushi, even trying to steal what I already was eating! So I swallowed, he didn't let go and became part of the meal!"

20:16 Serilde regards the crunch curiously as she hears it, especially when ti seems that the tiny gryphon doesnt call out much...but soon enough his words reveal eactly what had happened, and she frowns. She didnt look mad at him...merely irritated as she lifs her claw up off of his body. "Oh...so you mean that we didnt need to be waiting here nerely as long as you've made us..." she grumbles loudly. The formel then gestures at the rice. "Well...you have until I clear the bill and come back to finish this then."

20:23 Der blinks, not getting quite the response he was expecting from the larger gryphon although relieved that the uncomfortable pressure was gone. "But!" he calls out "We weren't waiting around for him, we both had octopus!" glancing over to the rice, he gulps "If I don't...?" he chirps up questionably, and after a second started dragging himself over to the rice, not waiting for a reply

20:27 Serilde looks down at him. It was certainly a good thing that the smaller bird wasnt waiting for an anwer from her, because she wanders off to the register without saying a word. It takes about fifteen minutes to get that bill paid during this prime time hour, and eventually she comes back. Her first glance id sown at Der to see if he's quite managed to clean off his plate, or to find out if she'll have to clean it off for him.

20:39 Der quickly pulled himself towards the rice and went to town on the almost room temperature pile, his beak snapping over it and shoving it in as quick as possible. Every swallow was a challenge, clenching his eyes closed and forcing the gulp into his already over filled crop. Even though it had been a few minutes since his last meal, that was no where near long enough for him to have processed much of anything, even the bird he had eaten a long time ago now was still partly intact, his overworked stomach acids working at it's muscles and bones. The griffon's burst of energy starting out only lasted for a few minutes, quickly the taste of rice turned repulsive with his body trying to make him stop. He continued to peck away at it, looking tired and broken as the formel returned. His plate was no where near clear, only a half of one of the rice piles was stuffed into him, the rest left untouched.

21:02 Serilde frowns down at the little bird as she arrives and says, "I thought I told you that if you didnt have this plate spotless, I'd ahve to clean it up myself. The formel starts with the intact pile of rice, dipping it into the salty dish of soy sauce, and swallwoing it down, and then it moves over across the plate. Picking up Der, she uses his body ot sweep up the rest of the pile of sticky rice such that it attaches to him, and then drizzles some of that room temperature liquid across his white feathers, making them take on a brown hue as it soaks in deep.

21:16 Der glances up to the other gryphon "But... it's too much!" and it was obvious looking at him that he wasn't lying, he body was stuffed full. He could only watch as a pile of rice of lifted clear from the plate, eventually getting deposited down the formel's gullet. What he didn't expect was those same claws to reach out for him, grabbing the heavy bird between their sharp digits, letting out a sharp squeak as he was lifted up. Struggling out weakly in her grasp, he cawed out "Stop!" with his body getting dragged backwards across the plate, his feathers getting pulled in the wrong direction and helping pick up the bland rice. Seconds later, the salty soy sauce poured over him, some if it dripping over his beak and give him a taste of how he taste, most of it soaking into his previously pristine feathers. Shaking his head out, sending small drops of the brow liquid flying, he cranes his head back to look at Serilde "Why!"

21:24 Serilde shrugs her shoulders at his prostest and continues with what she was doing, getting him good an dprepped. "Perhaps...perhaps...but then you shouldnt have ordered so much. You're the one making me have to clear off the plate afterall," she scolds at him. THe bird then dips him in wasabi, which likely burns wher eit comes into contact with his flesh. THen...before he can utter any more complaints, her beak opens wide beofre his snout and he's deposited quite securely between her jaws. She lets that mouth hang open for him, so that he can see the world around him, though her tongue curls up ot fold over his neck and chest, ensuring that there's no where for him to go but down her throat.

21:35 < Der> (Just checking, as I can read it either way, face or butt first in beak?)

21:35 < Serilde> (probably butt first, but it doesnt matter

21:40 Der grimaces as he is pushed into the spicy wasabi, making him shudder as it burns at his skin, some of it getting on his exposed backside, causing his tail to lash about. "But yo-" he cries out, his words getting silenced at the sight of the massive beak opening up in front of him. The bird didn't get a chance to do anything else before the large maw was surrounding him, the oversized griffon getting dropped into it, his body taking up much more space in the beak then it normally would. Looking out over the restaurant through the frame of the beak, with the sharp hook of Serilde's beak splitting his vision in two he cries out and pushes forward, trying to escape. Trying to claw the thick tongue away from his neck, his hind legs kick out, pushing against the gullet behind him.

21:42 < Serilde> (Bah sorry, I've lost the mood for now

21:45 < Der> (Tis okay)

20:40 < Der> (Boop)

21:17 < Der> (Not so much in the mood?)

21:18 < Serilde> Huh! Oh! I must have had this buffer open on a differetn computer...it didnt pop up with a new message

21:18 < Serilde> I thought you werent in the mood xP

21:18 < Der> Silly FChat!

21:34 Serilde can feel saliva welling up like a tub around the tiny bird as she rolls her tongue around him, pulling out the various tasty lflvvors of soy and spicy wasabi that coats his form. As the drool waters everything down, it actually makes the wasabi worse to the tiny bird, as the liquid ensures that every inch of him is coated. The tongue undulates beneaht his form, twisting him this way and that, and putting imense pressure upon his belly as she decides to get her fill of his flavor. Finally, she seals her beak shut, catching and breaking a couple feathers beneath the sharp edges of her jaws.

21:48 Der struggled as the saliva soaked into his body, hidden underneath the sharp wasabi was the savory salmon still clinging to his feathers. The small griffon himself didn't notice that though, Serlide's humid beak was flooding with with the strong sent of the spicy paste, lightly stinging all over and getting into his eyes and beak as he breathed heavily in panic. All his protests went unnoticed, the strong tongue continued to run over his budging form, painfully squeezing into him and forcing his stomach to shift around while the griffon groaned out in pain, feeling as if he was going to burst. The beak around him snapping shut snapped the tiny griffon into attention, sound of feathers grinding filling his ears while his wings screamed as the quills were tugged at. Screaming out in the sealed beak, he thrashed about, clawing and scratching at the thick tongue holding him.

22:00 Serilde found herself enjoying the faint taste of salmon and rice that complimented the wasabi and soy sauce exterior, causing the bird to start to suck gently around her treat, leaving the smelly air thin and pulling at his ear drums. As she does, the tongue shfits beneath Der's body, adnt he sound of a gluck fills the air as she swallows the drool that'd been pooling, and at the same time draws Der's tail precariously into her thoat beyond. Still though, the mare had no intention on finishing him off quite yet, instead choosing to roll him around inside her jaws, tearing the held feathers free in the process, where they didnt outright cut away. A loud grolw fills the air when Der's claws draw blood as they rake along the slippery muscle in her jaws, at which point she shakes her head violently back and forth in retaliation.

22:13 Der felt his ears pop, muting the wet sounds around him and causing him to grimace. He could still hear the loud gluck behind him, instinctively grabbing onto anything he could digging his claws in, feeling the tongue shift and press the saliva backwards, where is disappeared, along with his tail, down the dark throat, tugging at it. The oversized bird twitched and kicked out as the feathers were ripped clean from his body, but all his protests were no match for the treatment received back. The small bird got tossed violently around inside the formel's beak, smashing him repeatably into the hard walls, shaking him like a piece of prey. By the time the short shake was over, Der way laying limp on Serlide's tongue, bruised and dizzy, certainly having several concussions.

22:23 Serilde takes the opportunity now to roll him a couple final times around on her tongue, ensuring that the entireity of his body is coated in her hot smelly drool. THen, suddenly teh beak tips backwards and a vicelike grip wraps its way around his head and drwas him in while th etongue simultaneously pushes. Then, the small bird is on a long waterslide into the Formel's crop, and he can feel her pushg at the lump with her claws as she traces it into the sack hanging off of her best. The formel coos softly around her meal and rubs a talon against he bugle, smashing him into rice and quite a bit of fish that fills the organ. FThe heavy stink of the ocean creatures is enough to drown out the hint of the sotmach acids from beyond, though it by itself is hot and smell,a n dall around th ebird he can hear the sounds of the body hard at work. SHe licks her claws and finishes off his thimble of sake, before turning towards the door.

22:38 Der was swallowed down like a wet and very thick noodle, being too dazed to do anything in retaliation. Disorientated as the beak snapped backwards, flipping gravity around, which was quickly overcome by an overpowering gullet, squeezing and pressing in on his body, crushing over him and making him feel as if he was going to burst. The small griffon didn't burst as he traveled down the long water slide, although some of the contents of his crop were forced back out of him, joining the bird in the tight passageway and getting ground into him, giving him just a taste of what was below. Flopping down into the full crop, he landed in a soft mush of rice, hacking and coughing. Although he wasn't given much time to recover, with talons pressing in from outside, shifting the contents around him and making the bird fight to say on the surface of the gooey and sticky contents. Even as Serlide stopped pressing in directly, her moments and the crop's natural motions were enough to toss the bird about inside.

22:45 Serilde has very little awareness of his plught as he ends up hurking up the contents of his crop, and, is not that it matters much, since they're all likely to be merged together in the end. A very self satisfied feeling serilde trots along back home thorugh the streets, occasionally stopping to give her crop a teasing little rub, drawing a shiver of enjoyment. Oh how she loved being stuffed to tthe brim with meat, and the fact that she had something living in there was a touch of sadistic pleasure. All around the bird, the heat of her body was certainly evident, giving him little reprieve in the humid air and mass of food that moved around him partially feelign like a muddy paste. Even fish splsit when the gullet walls pressed him against a hearty mass. All around him, he could hear the thumping of her heart, and her slow steady breaths. Of course, the space in the crop, while it never got any less tight, it did slowly empty around the morsel, leaving him immursed in a steadly srhinking pile.

22:58 Der felt the crop squish in on him repeatably as the formel stopped to tease as their meal, pressing on on the thick contents and against the squirming little bird inside, pressing him into the sack's walls for their owner's pleasure. The bird was in the worst sauna ever, surrounded by stiffing heat with no where to go and got mush getting rubbed over him constantly. Some getting forced into his beak, where much of it's flavor was gone, having mingled together in the slow cooker. The bird couldn't forget were he was, ever step of Serlide bounced his life, the heat beats rand out around him, which speed up every time the crop push in on him. He was in a gryphon, a gryphon who was enjoying this.

23:05 Serilde spends the rest of the evening about town, giving her little treat hours to stew inside her crop as the goop steadily empties inside of her body, and giving Der plenty of time to digest what he's got inside of himself as well. There's not much food left, and the tiny bird has to acively work to push food down behind him now, lest he end up the next thing to be sucked donw into the stomach. Once home, the formel draws herself a hot warm both and settles in, heating up the temperature of her core even higher. Talons move down to find her mound, causing the sound of her heart to pick up in pace, while her breath grows shawllow and turns into steady moans. Shudders run up and down her spine wiht each passing second, while her empty crop grasps at Der until it finally starts to squeeze him down inside.

23:21 Der didn't notice much of a difference inside the gryphon's crop for a while, constantly getting bounced around, and shifting position. It felt like it had been forever inside his living prison, a prison that connected down to a lower hell. After an hour in the hot confines of the crop, he realized what was happening, everything around him was slowly draining out to keep the formel's stomach full and processing the delayed meal. Serlide possibly could feel Der actively pushing against the crop walls as it was getting close to empty, trying to keep himself on the surface and as far away from the exit as possible. The small morsel didn't know exactly what was happening on the outside, feeling the sauna turn into a slow boiler, sapping at his strength and making it harder to stay against the top of he crop. The gryphon's sharp breaths rang out though his ears, with the rapid and rhythmic heart beat echoing behind it. With a particularity strong shudder, the small bird lost his grip, falling downwards and getting pulled out of the empty crop. Struggling and kicking, the small bird let out a last ditch effort for his life, but without having to even think of it, the formel's body dragged him downwards, pulling the thrashing treat towards her stomach.

23:28 Serilde 's belly was filled to the brim with digesting slop as he pushes his way inside, with very little air to be found in there. He could feel the meay sludge workig its way between his feathers and all around him, a fair bti more liquid than what' dbeen in the crop hours before. The smell in here is intense, and not at all masked by the fish as the bile maintained the dominant scent, burning at his nares and filling his beak. The walls of the stomach were hard at work, churning the tiny gryphon through the sludge and working the steadily growing tingly juices into his form, only occasionally allowing him to break the surface and allow him to breathe. She could hardly feel him move insid eher packed gut though, as the formel drove herself to climax. THe contractions race through her body, squeezing even against Der as her peart pounds, until finally she lays back panting, and finally passing out in the bathtub, allowing her belly to finish up its work unmolested.

23:47 < Serilde> (Booop

23:48 Der was forced into the very full stomach, kicking and struggling, very much not wanting to be there, but the formel's body paid no mind to his wishes, sinking him deep into he halfway digested mush. Kicking, swimming and pulling himself though the thick, textured sludge, he managed to pull his beak into the once small air pocket in the large stomach. Taking a deep breath in, he instantly regretted it, the harsh fumes burning at his throat and lungs, making him hack and cough, which in the churning stomach only caused him to accidentally swallow the mushy acidic sludge. As the torture when on, he felt his skin burning, every motion making him want to scream out into the inhospitable stomach, which would only mean breathing in more acidic air. All the outside motions of Serlide were lost to him, until the formel hit her climax that is, the stomach crushing in on it's meal like nothing before, forcing ever last bit of air out of his lungs as the wave of pleasure rolled throughout her body. Der struggled for his life, thrashing about, kicking his furless limbs into the caustic stomach acids in desperation, though there was nothing to save him, even the creature that ate him was out cold. With one last shudder, the little treat went still in the stomach, likely to break apart into nothing recognizable within hours.

00:06 Serilde sleeps soundly in the bathtub throughout the night, even as the water turns to a chilly room temperature, as even then it helps to relx her muscles. She sleeps off the meal til a little into the morning where she wakes with a yawn, and, at this point her crop and belly are fully empty. There's not even a pellet itching inside of there as the creatures she'd eaten were far too small for her body to have seperated out from the rest of the muck. She could, however, feel one pressing need as she gets out of the water and towels off. Popping a squat on the toilet, she starts to relax her tail hole, pressing out a small bit of dark brown that crowns from her yellow butt, and then, with a little effort starts to flow out into the bowl. It seperates with a splash, and is soon followed by far more of the solid turds. While the majority of her meal had gone to fuel her body, there was always some left over, and this much amounted to three thick logs, covered in cracks. Then, with a sigh she lets out a stream of hot piss, flooding into the bowl. Finished, she gets up to flush. Bits of worn bone and white, pink and blue feathers adorn the object as she turns to look at it, hinting at what exactly had gone down in her belly besides just the tasty hunks of fish. With that, she flushes and goes about another day.

00:08 < Der> ( <3 )