Caught Up in Fetch

18 September 2018

19:04 < Gyro Feather> Well...has the puppy had her meal a day?

19:06 < June Connors> I haven't, no

19:08 < Gyro Feather> Well, if you're belly's grumbling, I hear that peacock is a pretty exotic but satisfying dish. ^^;

19:08 < June Connors> Heh

19:08 < June Connors> Ill think about it

19:10 < Gyro Feather> Alright, well gimme a poke if you decide

19:11 < June Connors> Hmmm....Ive got a pony girl version of this dog

19:12 < June Connors> [icon]Kate Breeze[/icon]

19:12 < Gyro Feather> OOoh she's really cute too!

19:12 < Gyro Feather> I admit, I'm not fussed about pony or nonpony, I adore both forms.

19:12 < June Connors> Hmm.... alright

19:13 < June Connors> Well, Im alright with turning you into mush~

19:13 < June Connors> We just need to work out how, and who

19:17 < Gyro Feather> Indeed indeed. Well..are you feeling a little more dog or pony this evening? Those Feral carnal instincts, or maybe something more unexpected in a predator out of a prey species.

19:17 < June Connors> Hmmm

19:17 < June Connors> I guess dog. Feral or anthro?

19:18 < Gyro Feather> I tend towards Feral myself, but I wont fault you for otherwise.

19:18 < June Connors> Alright

19:18 < June Connors> Micro-vore?

19:20 < Gyro Feather> I prefer same size, but if you prefer micro we can so such! And, I do love me some disposal in the end.

19:21 < June Connors> I never leave without disposing of prey~

19:21 < June Connors> I do prefer mostly micro. Smaller than but still big enough to struggle sending down

19:23 < Gyro Feather> So what, like big enough to just not fit fully in the mouth? Smaller than that?

19:23 < June Connors> Like

19:23 < June Connors> Say you were an average person. Usual micro vore size is 2-3 inches.

19:23 < June Connors> I prefer something 4-8 inches

19:24 < Gyro Feather> Cool cool~

19:24 < June Connors> So, do you want to start us off? I will follow along with whatever scene you set

19:27 < Gyro Feather> Sure I can start us off, I generally think that's the prey's duty. And btw, feel free to be as rude/playful with the gryph as you want, once you have him. I love vorish teasing up to and including getting a first hand experience at his future state :P

19:28 < June Connors> Alright~

19:33 Gyro Feather found himself outside on a beautiful summer day, flying in and out of flowers and tall grass. The breeze was gently blowing through the air, helping to take away from some of the heat that the hot summer sun brought down upon them. Around him, in the park, the smaller gryphon could hear some commotion of various creatures playing around and having a good time, as was fairly common here, where he called his home. While he was busy daydreaming, a large yellow tennis ball materializes in the air behind him. It bounces against the ground, and catches him square beneath the chest, knocking him out of the air. Reflexively his claws dig into the surface, and so he rolls with it, coming to a stop a little ways away.

19:36 June Connors would find herself being the owner of said tennis ball, as she almost galloped briskly close behind. Tongue hanging out, fur all bristly. The works. Such was the sight of a happy pup. Her figure was rather small as she approached the ball, slowing to a trot. She moved almost silently, and one talon-like paw was rested on the ball, nearly crushing the passenger. She smirked as she saw him. "Well...what do we have here."

19:41 < June Connors> (eee)

19:44 Gyro Feather had had the wind knocked out of him when the ball impacted his chest, leaving him panting and resting in the dirt as the ball came to rest on top of him. He'd just finished managing to catch his breath when something pressed down upon the orb, leaving him stuck beneath it. He couldnt quite see much of her from his position as the tennis ball took up most of his view, only getting a glimpse of a dark claw overhaning the edge. "Ugh...please...get off of me..." he gasps, and attempts to shift it over to the side.

19:49 June Connors smirked and gently twisted the ball, like smashing a bug. She chuckled as she laid down, still pressing down on that ball. She wasn't going to let him escape. She had a plan, and it showed on her face as she gently licked her lips. "Hello there, guest. You know, its nice of you to drop in...but my appetite only grows while I entertain you." She smirked, and moved the ball out of the way, instead trapping him in between her talons

19:55 Gyro Feather grunts as his body is pressed down into the grass, and the dirt beyond that, causing some of his wing feathers to fray in the process against the sharp granules. A muffled squawk escapes his beaks, followed by his wings flapping against the ball, futilely trying to pull himself free from teh from the elestic ball which deformed to hold him against the ground. He had a better view of her face now, but that gave him little comfort as he stares up into hungry eyes, sending a shiver through his body. "W-wait! Dont eat me! Please!" He calls out, and as soon as the toy lifts up, he's up to his feet. Even that isnt fast enough though, as he's left sitting in a brand new cage.

20:06 June Connors smirked, and licked her lips, before picking him up in her teeth by the scruff. He could see where they were going as the pup slithered into the woods, quietly. In quick bounds, she climbed a tree, nearly falling off as she lept between the branches. She dropped her "guest" onto a bare branch, and smirked as she laid there, one arm dangling as she watched her prey. "Im sorry that I have nothing to offer you." She chuckled, before reaching into a nearby bag that hung on a ripped branch. It would seen that this tree is her home, and it rather smelled of wet dog and fresh shit. From the bag she pulled a jar..... containing a live mouse. She pulled it free, and held it with one paw as she offered it to her guest "Would you like some?"

20:12 Gyro Feather may have been carried in silence, but he's sure to put up a spectacle himself as he calls out and flaps his bright blue wings, even as June drags him deeper into the woods and away from the crowds at the front of the park. The gryphon twists and flutters in her jaws, though he's unable to wrench himself free by the time she spits him out on the branch. At this point, his chest is heaving and his wings and neck are slightly sore from teh whole ordeal. The mouse was about the right size to gulp down as a meal, himself, but doing so would leave him fat and cumbersome, not to mention the looming dog before him. INstead he chooses to back away slowly, taking glances to teh side to pick the best flight path. "N-no...I really shouldnt," he protests.

20:17 June Connors nodded, and quickly set the jar over the captive, holding him there while the pup dropped the flailing mouse into her waiting mouth, the mouse giving a very scared look before the pup gulped it down whole with no problem, the bulge in her throat moving as it slid down into her stomach. She let out a gasp, and a purr as she screwed the cloth lid on the jar, and laid back down, smirking "Is the jar too small? Ive got more."

20:19 < June Connors> (ping~)

20:25 Gyro Feather had just started to jump when the glass comes down around him, catching his wings out of it against the twigs beneath the rim of the jar while hsi head smacks intot he side. His eyes follow the small mouse as it disappears into the dog before him. The gryphon gulps hard, and fights against the lid as his wings are forced between the lips of the jar and its screwed on around him. Its much tighter for him than it was th emouse, as his body twists at odd angles, pressed against the glass on all sides and practically curled up on himself. "J-just let me go!" He groans out.

20:28 June Connors smirked and watched him, her stomach groaning and bubbling. She grinned and licked her lips, chuckling "Do you really want that?" She teased. "After all...the most open space you will be in next is the ground. Wouldn't want to be you. I would think it sucks to know that you will come out of this as dog shit."

20:29 < Gyro Feather> (And thats if she doesnt use a bathroom and flush :P

20:30 < June Connors> (well...feral.)

20:30 < Gyro Feather> (True, though sometimes feral have civilized society, I"m fine with either though /shrug :P

20:31 < June Connors> (Your post, btw.)

20:31 < Gyro Feather> (i know, I know

20:34 Gyro Feather shudders as he finds himself staring up into tat maw behind her curled grey lips as the pink tongue runs over her snout. The gryphon whimpers slightly and pulls back...or as much as he can inside the jar, which really wasnt very much at all. "N-no, please...Surely I'm much more enjoyable as not being such...I can sing and perch on your shoulder, help to make you look prettier," he offers, quivering.

20:37 June Connors began to screw off the lid, smirking and licking her lips with an excited murr as she pulled him out with a talon. "You should have thought about that before you asked. I hope you used the bathroom, its a rather long trip~" she teased as she lifted her meal above her mouth, balancing on her hind legs as she let the doomed gryphon get one last look at the world, or to stare past those sharp fangs, and deep throat

20:44 Gyro Feather feels the glass vibrate around him as she undoes the lid, and upon being jerked out, he immediately feels how much his muscles have cramped over the course of just a few minutes in that tight container. Bits of him that he hadnt realized had fallen asleep start to tingle upon reentering the rest of the world. "N-no, no I havnt! I dont know that I'll be able to hold it in!" He says, both out of likelyhood from the amount of terror he feels now, and as a barganing chip. He can smell her ripe breath as it blasts up over his face, carrying with it the thick meaty scent of digesting rodent. Hot tendrils of drool link the top and bottom of her maw, while the pink flesh inside undulates with her breathing.

20:51 June Connors closed her mouth for a few seconds, humming as teased him one las time. "I bet you are full of nutrients....Does it make you feel better that you may actually take two trips through me?" She snickered and grabbed him into her mouth with her teeth, holding him there with a smirk as she pulled him into her slimy, death scented mouth. She nearly could fit all of him in her maw as she moved him around with her tongue

20:54 < June Connors> (ping)

20:59 Gyro Feather is quaking in fear between her digets as she holds him too incredibly close to her mouth. "N-no! No it doesnt!" He calls out at her through a shakey voice, wen suddenly the maw opens again. This time he plunges down into the jaws of the terifying puppy below him. His wings flare out of her lips while his head squelches against the hot muscles at the back of her jaws. His paws which also poke free of her muzzle kick wildly in the air, while the hot drool works its way between his feathers and fur, soaking him thorougly.

21:03 June Connors panted slightly as her throat began to open up and relax. Her tongue gently pushed him into her slimy, waiting throat as she gave little gulps, unable to swallow him whole in one go. Her neck began to bulge slightly as he slowly entered her throat, nearing the point of no return

21:08 Gyro Feather yelps as he feels the slippery warm muscle shift beneaht him and press him backwards from beneath the crotch, while he feels the first swallow squeeze around his head. Another rush of adreniline spikes through him, and as his heart pounds, a trickle of musky warm urine leaves his body to mix in with his otherwise lovely flavors. Inside the bird calls out in fear, his voice echoing to nothing as his hind paws are sealed behind her lips.

21:10 June Connors lowered her head slightly, and let out a resounding [i]glp~[/i] with her ears flicked back and eyes closed. Her throat muscles rippled against the Gryphon, pulling him down into her slimy, wet gullet, which felt like a wet trouser leg as he slipped deeper, his throat bulge dissapearing past her chest

21:13 Gyro Feather ends up fully encased in those powerful gullet muscles after that second swallow, which hug tight against his form and draw him ever deeper down towards her stomach. After a couple of seconds he hits the entrance to the top of her gut, and then is squeezed though, where the powerful scent of bile fills his nostrils, and leaves him coughing. As he splashes into the liquid, he feels the frantic motions of the mouse beside him as it fights for its freedom as well.

21:15 June Connors 's stomach was quickly making easy work of the mouse as the walls contracted to squeeze the two victims together, filling the cracks between them with hot digestive juices that burned at their skin. The pup had laid back down, regaining her breath, and drifting off to sleep as she let her stomach bubble and gurgle away at her victims

21:19 Gyro Feather finds himself and the mouse in a digestive dance as each clench of the stomach forces them together in a new position, and every passing second brings more pain as the tingling burning liquid workds its way down beneath his feathers to the sensitive flesh beneath. He takes on beatkfuls of the bitter gunk as he fights, burning his tongue and throat on the way down.

21:21 < June Connors> (so, its like, super late here rn...Ive gotta get to bed for work tomorrow...sorry I dragged it out so long.)

21:21 < Gyro Feather> (hmmm just digest em and let em out in a final post?

21:22 < June Connors> (ok. 2 more posts...)

21:24 June Connors had settled into a nice nap by the time the two had been fully dissolved in her stomach, and eventually they both passed out the other end into her intestines, which churned their bones into logs of thick faeces.

21:27 June Connors awoke that morning as usual, and stretched out liberally, her back fur bristling as she popped her sore bones back into proper position. She hopped from branch to branch toward the ground, and sighed as she found a place to do her business. Near a small rock, she squatted, tail raised, and emptied her bladder, as well as her bowels, dropping thick logs that curled from her and landed neatly in a pile of bones, patches of fur, and faeces. It was a good night for her, and she even still felt hungry.

21:27 < Gyro Feather> Twas fun~ <3

21:27 < June Connors> Will there be a next time?