The Doctors Orders

22 September 2018

10:33 < Seres> (Rur~ all sprawled out and prepped for you~ )

10:36 < RuzzyFinch> (Flops in~

10:40 Seres Spreads his legs further apart, showcasing that hardened cock pulsing with pleasure as he flops along side you. "Ruzzy~ ready to play doctor and perform a full body examination~" he couldn't help himself in this lusty and playful mood, licking the gryph's shiny beak and leaving behind a slobbery trail.

10:42 < RuzzyFinch> (Actually though, we should do this birb as doctor!

10:42 < RuzzyFinch> (Thats part of his job ^^

10:42 < Seres> That makes sense~

10:44 RuzzyFinch had admitted this new patient today, and frowns as he gets a lick right across his snout, drenching the keritain in smelly clear liquid. He shakes his head at the Dragon....and his large member hanging before me and pokes a talon against his lips. "I Thought you were just in here with a sore throat."

10:50 Seres explains, "I suppose that tingly feeling in my throat spreads quickly to hips. Might have to make sure that's not the case." The keritain was seriously a legimate doctor, which made his shameless attempt to cure hos morning wood look rather shameful. Nevertheless, the dragon slipped onto an examination table while on his back and opened wide~ "Take a look doc, do what you have to do!"

10:56 < RuzzyFinch> (Keritain is what the beak is made up of :P

10:56 < RuzzyFinch> (He's a finch.

10:56 < RuzzyFinch> (Well finch gryph

10:57 < Seres> (Oh riiight, I wasn't partly sure if it was a play on anatomy or not!)

10:59 RuzzyFinch watches the dragon lay back on the table, with a long tail overhanging the edge, like a built in ramp. In all honesty the table was not nearly big enough for the dragon, and most of it failed to fit on top and streched over the edge. SLowly Ruzeth climbs up along the tail, and hops over the large member towards the dragon's maw. His feathers and fur hang low enough that as he walks he ends up brushing against the sensitive flesh.

11:06 Seres braces himself. As you walked up the yellow bridge, those little tickling feathers caused his claws to squeeze inward, trying to remain a good patient as he felt you slowly glide over his belly and chest. Holding in the deep rumbles from within his empty stewing gut, his jaws stretching wide apart, showcasing those white chompers, his thick slurping tongue, and his pulsing throat. Drool dribbled down from his upper teeth and were forming a basic puddle under his tongue. "Ahhhh~ lesh see if I can hold dis"

11:11 RuzzyFinch reaches the dragon's head and takes a deep wiff of the scent that lies inside reflexively, and gags, smelling the rank stale air that wafts from his gullet. He pulls off for a moment and climbs along one of the outstreched arms towards the counter, and returns with a jar of mint leaves. He dumps about half of them into Seres's mouth and says, "Here...chew these and swallow first."

11:20 RuzzyFinch shrugs his shoulders as he watches the dragon chew down on the herbal leaves and responds, "Well...you never know how potent any particular plant is going to be, so...better safe than sorry. "Now...are you going to quit being a baby and open you rmouth? How did the menthol help your throat by the way? Is it feeling at all better from the oils?" He asks, and taps his claw impatently on Seres's chest, while his tail flicks back and forth, dragging its soft bushy fur over his patients throbbing tip.

11:26 Seres opened his mouth and lets the finch gryph get a good long view. "It's helping out a little bit, doesn't feel as flared now!" He wasn't sure if the doc was messing with him, but a rather tingly shriving in his claws comfirmed that his shaft was tickled by the soft bushy fur. Trying to be professional as the finch gryph had to take a look and confirm.

11:27 < Seres> (I actually ran out of cough syrup D: I need to go get some!)

11:32 RuzzyFinch had not intentinally been teasing the dragon, but his poisition happened to just be such that when he moved it caused it to happen. The bird hops forward now as the mouth opens wide once more, and then he leans in. The smell is still pretty bad, but tempred by the mint, its at least enough to be tollerable. He has to phsyche himself up with a deep breath, before stepping forward, putting a sharp tolon ontou the muscular tongue and pressing his head inward. His tail directs an examination light such that he can see inside, even with the shadow he casts on the back of the throat.

11:37 < Seres> (D: I need to go to the store and pick up meds, then be back to continue.)

11:37 < RuzzyFinch> (Awwwww :(

11:37 < Seres> (I'm coughing a ton D:, starting to actually feel extremely scratchy.)

11:38 < Seres> (We will contiue this, this is a fun idea.)

12:14 Seres (Damn D: My family invited their friends over. Whyyyyy)

12:14 < RuzzyFinch> (Lock self in bedroom, be antisocial, claim sick :P

12:16 < Seres> (It's a kinda close family friend. Stopping by in town for life is beautiful.)

12:19 < Seres> I'll be back later tonight, hopefully feeling much better~

12:19 < RuzzyFinch> (Alright

09:10 < RuzzyFinch> (nip)

09:12 Seres shivers from All of the smooth fur caressing his shaft slowly rubbing up and down the pusling ridges. The tip of his tounge barely flicking as the bird hopped his way forward and began to peer deep inside his dripping and slimy maw. His claws were digging into the ground as he felt the starting trickles of precum oozing over the tip of his cock. Not doing the best job keeping an 'Ahh~' as he tried to muffle his speech. "See anything doc?" the secretly squirming dragon responded to the early spelunking.

09:12 < Seres> (Slurp)

09:15 < RuzzyFinch> (zebra, silly

09:16 < RuzzyFinch> (err wait

09:16 < RuzzyFinch> (i am zeeb gryph in this

09:16 < Seres> (We can swap out for zeeb!)

09:17 < RuzzyFinch> (nah ill stay birb, just wanted consistancy

09:18 < Seres> (I can understand that!)

09:22 RuzzyFinch can feel the air rumbling around him in deep bass tones as the dragon lets out his low ahhh, blasting the minty meaty breath across his body, and flinging strands of drool inot the bird's claws. His tail, at least, as moved away from teh dragon's tip, especially as the zeeb takes another step forward into the dark cavern that encompasses his view. The slippery muscle gives beneath his motions, squishing down and forming slippery puddles beneath his claws. The sharp tips prick into the flesh as they grasp on taste buds. Suddenly Seres begins to talk and he feels the muscle suddenly slide beneath his claws. Down he sprawls with a splat, landing in a pool of drool and spreading his faintlyl spicy flavors across the dragons' tongue. Making a face he starts to get his balance again. "D-dont talk ddamn it...and yes it looks a little red, but I need to press in further to see more."

09:29 Seres wasn't intentionally trying to give the zeeb a hard time, but how couldn't he blast his breath and squirm a bit. Especially as those delectible flavors began to erupt across his slippery tongue. Your dancing flavors mixed with the early unexpected teasing were giving his senses a run for their money. His tongue couldn't help but push against the roof of his maw to catch him and slowly reposition back to a calmer state. A muffled low rur of pleasure rang from his lower gut while a hind paw had to keep that dripping spire occupied. A brief thought wondered how far those little claws would slip in...

09:36 RuzzyFinch yelps when he's shoved up to the top of the roof shortly after regaining his balance, where the tongue squirms across his belly and leaves his fur and feathers sopping wet. At the same time he'd taste nutmeg and hazelnut from the bird's natrual oils. The gullet before him shifts backwards and the tongue arches slightly as it swallows a glob of drool that had been building up at the back of the throat, allowing the bird to see everything in detail. He shudders, and, with his tail reaches to grab the flashlight just off to the side. "S-stop moving...please...you're making this difficult." Once He's shure that Seres is under control of himself again he steps forward further, where the claws are scratchign right before the drop off. Only his hinds remained free of the maw, straddling his lips, while he brings the flashlight forward. Angry pockets of white puss seem to line the back of the gullet.

09:42 Seres findes the rather exotic taste of such delicious small treats were lined within the natural oils slopping across your belly. He could feel that glob of heavy drool sink down his throat, hoping it cleared up the passage a bit for the spelunking zeeb birb. His claws grasping the side of the table to hold himself the best he could as he watched only your hinds remained settled on his jaws and throat. At this point he needed to be good, and any deviation could end up with a doctor checking out his colon...

09:47 RuzzyFinch squeezes his hind legs together like he's riding a horse, as he feels the sharp teeth of teh dragon pressing up into his butt like a thorny plant. Still he has to get a full diagnosis before he pulls out. "Yep...I certainly see something back here. Its just down past the back of your throat...very red and full of puss. The gryphon reaches into his pouch and pulls out a little vial. From there, the bird reaches against the back of dragon's throat, where the infected patch happens to be, and slides his talons across it, scooping some of the puss into the glass. His motion would certainly feel like a painful itching sensation as he prickles the sensitive inflamed flesh to take his sample.

09:56 Seres 's certainly claws gripped into the soft cushiony station, as he minced in pain, he grasped his tongue around your hind leg as he reared his head upward. The bird was soon dangling by the grip of a slick tongue over his pulsing throat as he quickly leaned back down and flattened his tongue. His throat tingled with sharp pricks of inflamed pain, those samples better come in handy, or he was more inclined to give the doc an extra quick view. "Had to use those talons without warning me!"

10:00 < RuzzyFinch> (and here inexpected an accidental swallow

10:00 < RuzzyFinch> (hmmmm

10:01 < RuzzyFinch> (ill make it work

10:03 < Seres> (Yeah, That might flow a bit better)

10:07 RuzzyFinch had been expecting a little jerk at that touch, but the dragon knew he was in here to look at the sore throat he'd been complaining about. The bird feels his blood rush to his head as he's lifted upwards, and the tongue rearing up dislodges his hinds, sending him sliding back down against the sore patch at the rear fo the troat, coating his feathers in an especially thick and repugnant slime that oozed over the sore spot. "Damnit! I'm looking at this!" He calls out, when his ears suddenly rumble with the pations discuomfort as he calls out. The tongue jostles him about, making him press further into the tunnel in front. "You knew I might have to touch, might have reacted worse if you braced yourself." He starts to wiggle to pull himself backwards, pushing on the throat around, but not on the sore patch with his sharp digits. Of course, such a slimy surface left him liable to accidentally slip and slice across the puss if Seres's mucous membrane quivered too much.

10:10 < RuzzyFinch> (say if he started to talk

10:20 Seres between his clouded thoughts, he didn't even realize that all that jostling led to the zebra slipping a bit further than intended, between the wigglng in his throat and that curiosity of his, he couldn't help but ask... "What kind of meds do you think I'll need for this?" The slimy surfaces shifting with each changing word. He couldn't explain it, but there was some behavioral trait that at the moment made him swallow to clear his throat and gasp to clear his airway. Unfortunately, that led to his spelunking expert to lose grip as those muscles began to push down to his rumbling center. It hadn't caught up with him that the zebra was not as secure as he originally thought...

10:33 RuzzyFinch was busy working his way backwards in the maw so that he can pull out of it for his diagnosis, when he feels his patient begin to speak again. As those words come, his claw slips off of its spot, and pricks hard into the angry red patch in the throat, hitting with enough force to leave a small bleeding gash in the tender throat. He feels the throat tense at that instant from the pain, and a ripple of the gullet as the muscles reach forward in an involuntary swallow. It grabs ahold of his face and shoulders, drawing him into the dragon's gullet with a loud squelch. His hind legs are left at the back of the tongue. The only thing keeping the finch from sinking deeper was the rope tether he'd tied for this examination. The rope is drawn taut, sliding against Seres's sharp teeth. "A..little...help here..."

10:34 < RuzzyFinch> (be a shame if his claws and teeth were too sharp~~

10:44 Seres finds rapid swinging and bleeding gash made him throw his maw up and start rubbing his neck. The small rope grinding against his sharp teeth, slowly pricking and tearing the only binding the zebra gryph had. With a loud and rather distinct 'Snap' his eyes widened and felt a squirming sinking bulge in his throat. He was stuck in awe and slight pain as the slippery slope down seemed to be the path the gryph was headed on now. The rope feebly falling to the ground, torn and left without its original owner...

10:52 RuzzyFinch feels the walls of the throat compressing around him as the dragon sits up, and as the constant frantic swallowing rolls all over his body, though for the moment the rope is holding. The zebra lets out a groan as he feels the pressure of the dragon's claw against him, and he calls out, "What are you doing...sooner you pull me out the sooner I'll be----aaaaahhhh" The bird lets out a loud scream as he's suddenly released from his tether and pulled in a rapidly descending bulge through the scaled creature's chest towards teh stomach beyond. Everything gets hotter the deeper he gets, and the smell grows all the more vile as the scent of mint starts to become overpowered and faded.

11:06 Seres slowly watched that bulge slip into his stomach, the slow shifting slosh of the zebra gryph tugging and swooning inside was quite the experience. Enough to forgive the throat pain he was feeling and rest back along the seat and rub a bit. "I'll try getting you out here, but I'm pretty sore from that scraping!" He knew even if he tried it just wouldn't happen. The gryph was going to have to get used to a stewing hot dragon gut~

11:13 < Seres> (Oh crud. Internet is spotty, that message took that long to post ._.)

11:14 RuzzyFinch slides deeper into the dragon's body until he plops into the dragon's stomach, where his bulge starts to press up against the dripping shaft that the creature has. The bird splashes into the remains of the lizard's rather large breakfast it seemed, based on the thick sensations of the chyme around him. "G-get me out darn it! Swallow a rope or something...and I can get the harness retied," he calls out, and then, as his eyes adjust, he notices the flash light that had come down with him dimly glowing in the viscious sludge. The bird pulls it out and taps it against his hand, before now getting a full view of the inside of the dragon's stomach.

11:14 < RuzzyFinch> 7(same sorry for double

11:15 < RuzzyFinch> (also gimme a nive gooey description of whats in there and what he sees~~

11:17 < Seres> (I will~ I'm worried about disconnecting!)

09:25 < RuzzyFinch> (booooooooop

09:25 Seres (Belly descriptions and birb sloshing time~)

09:39 Seres 's warm curled paw slowly caressed his swollen rounded gut, stewing its freshly added contents between each pulsing velvet wall. Inside that growling gut, the bird could feel slopping chyme shifting all over his body, the heavy thick smell of digested reminants along wih the ailing mint would cause a beak to tingle. The soupy contents were great at pushing you along the smooth pulsing walls as a paw pressed you deeper into his sloshing fluids. The subtle bone or two peeking out from a recent prior meal as a few thick goopy waves of saliva followed the bird down and oozed on top of him. From the underside of his internal slopping sack, a rather particular spire pressed tightly and rocked the cradling mess with each thrust of his hips. The dragon lost in a divulgence of utter gluttony while the burning acids were beginning to accumate at the bottom of that nutritional sludge. "Skies~ whatever you did seemed to fix the pain in my throat. I don't feel it any more!"

09:44 < RuzzyFinch> (unf hooooot~~~

09:45 < Seres> (Joining the stew~~~

09:57 RuzzyFinch looks around the loose sack of the stomach, which was only partially distended with his form, as rugae still formed along the walls above him, even if they were full streched with his weight below. He could see the flesh physically contracting around him with each pulse of the muscles, before it squished him into the slopping liquid that sat otherwise chest high on his form. The bird presses and kicks at the walls, pushing back at the bulges that appeared from the outside where the paws pressed inwards. The liquid itself was a dark redish brown color from the dissolved meat and blood of his previous prey, who's remains he could see bobbing up and down in the goop. Everything was so thick, seeming to cling to his feathers and fur, and leaving a thick oily sheen upon his body, more slippery than even the drool had been. The smell itself is vile and the sensations upon his form are disguesting as he's forced to breathe in the air, laeving the bird gagging. "N-no! No you're not cured...you have an infection, so spit me up so I can write you a perscription!" He calls back, in response to the loud rumbling bass of the dragon's voice.

10:15 Seres huffed at each claw pressing back against his smooth slick walls. While the bird was sloshing among the warm tempered goop of digested prey, his paw kept the loose sack swaying about as his body rumbled with joy. Slick acids were soon rising alongside the top of fhe chyme, slowly clinging to the oily mix and working on weakening those pretty feathers. The poor finch faced the heavy vile air filling with a familiar sticky warmth. Between feeling those lovely preyish kicks and outward presses in his belly, he made sure to take a light gulp of air, enough so you wouldn't immediately pass out within the first 20 seconds within his stomach. "I'll have the nurses write up the prescription since we both know now~"

10:33 < RuzzyFinch> (booop

10:37 < Seres> (Same thing was posted silly burb!)

10:38 < RuzzyFinch> err dammit

10:39 < Seres> O.o

10:39 < RuzzyFinch> cooy paste issues

10:39 < Seres> Hopefully you didn't send that to anyone.

10:40 < RuzzyFinch> (nah tv failed to transfer copy from phine to comp

10:40 < Seres> (Ah, bummer :v)

10:43 RuzzyFinch 's motions within the stomach along with the steady contractions force him out against the minor impression of the dragon's shaft along his gut, as well as into the claws that press down gainst him. Occasionally a powerful wave woudl force him down beneath the goopy liquid, where his beak gets filled with the revolting taste of meat mixed with bitter juices that burned at his tongue and throat. He could feel his body starting to tingle now as the muck is worked into his form, causing him to let out another cry. "N-no she wont! She cant write it, only I can!" he calls back out at him, while he fights against the liquid. "Now...get me another rope, there should be some by the side of the bed." The bird was soacked to the bone, and his lab coat was doing little to protect him from the assault of the liquid. He could feel more bones rattling around the stomach than what was initially visible, poking into his form.

10:44 < RuzzyFinch> (fixed

10:44 < Seres> (I see now!)

10:55 Seres 's slow constrictions within that slimy sloshing stomach were causing quite a worked up dragon to speed up his belly humping. Sloppy oozing layers of precum dribbled off his stomach, his snout reared back and huffing to the wonderful pleasure. Deep within the finch could hear his heartbeat speeding up, building towards a triumphant climax. His gurgling and thick sloshing acids seeping over every little inch of his delicious passenger. Feathers, fur, and other varied suits of protection were starting to lose tension at the root, falling into the gurgling chyme that was rising at a rather decent pace. The dragon's tail swishing in utter delight, the sight was quite something, a rumbling stomach and excited dragon were easy to piece together...

11:02 RuzzyFinch 's office followed strict confidentiality rules, of course, and so, while the door was closed and the doctor was busy with his patient, no one would be by to disturb the two of them, no matter how much he hoped for it. He could feel th tingling growing into some pain as feathers and fur loosened from his body and began to fall off, left floating as dark grey specks among the mass of liquid. Even as it rises, there always seems to be enough air to keep the bird in healthy breathing, even if foul, though the seas were becoming increasingly choppy as the dragon's motions upset the liquid in the stomach.

11:03 < RuzzyFinch> (should make a comment about a full examination~ also might be fun if seres deposis tye bird on the table~~

11:17 Seres 's gut groans and gurgles audibly as he reached his messy peak. His clamped his maw with his paws as a sticky devulgence of sloppy cum splattered over his stewing stomach. Inside, his stomach began closing in on his inspective meal, the foul humid conditions cradling him like a piece of carrot or potato stewing in a thick soup. The stinging acids were slowly breaking down the bird's skin, working towards exhausting him and leaving him to sink down in the sloshy darkness. "I think the next doctor will have a real case on his claws~ You'll be here on the table for them to examine~ can't walk out with you sloshing and growling about in there~"

11:27 < RuzzyFinch> (presently queuing for lunch, gimme a min

11:28 < Seres> (Take yeah time! Gonna drive someone to the airport in 2 hours.)

11:29 < RuzzyFinch> (we ought to be done before then

11:30 < Seres> (I think so. Enjoy lunch though! )

11:39 RuzzyFinch squawks and calls out to little effect with rising panic as he feels his very flesh begining to burn and tingle. Patches where he used to have feathers before care begning to show in bright red patches under his examination light, while his tail, when it surfaces, shows bones in some places. He's under intense pain now the longer the powerful stomach juices of the dragon work over his body. He's been in here for near half an hour as far as he can gauge. "N-no! Please! Pull me out...You need medicine for that throat right? I'll get it to you!" He continues to fight, and the contraction of the stomach help to keep him above teh full surface of the chyme, even as it reaches his shoulders.

11:40 < RuzzyFinch> (I think the bird is going to make a full examination to make sure all of his alimentary canal is in working order, whether he wants to nor not~ I hope the dragon appreciates that~ and his sacrifice in doing so~)[sub][/sub]

11:51 Seres Rubs his squawking meal, slowly leaning down and whispering towards his scaly belly~ "I guess we will be having a full examination today, you'll be previewing every little canal and inch of my tract to make sure thats working~ Thanks for helping me out doc~" With that, he slowly leaned back and watched the slow gurgling belly round out with his newly acquired bulge. He was so delicious, and will leave quite the impression to others who will come in and see nothing more than steaming pile of bones, fur, feathers, and a distinct avian structure, some of it undistinguishable to the common eye. The loud grueling stomach made sure he was nothing more than added meat to the slopping belly, soon to be absorbed onto the dragon and shifting through every little curve of his tract~

11:51 < Seres> (The dragon is getting a full examination and is truely appriciating quite the sacrifical feat~

11:57 < RuzzyFinch> v

11:57 RuzzyFinch yelps at that statment and protests that he's not qualified, nor is he equipped for such a thorough examination and the dragon knows that, though it seems like his cries are no longer answered by the dragon. As time passes on, he's forced to watch as his body deteriorates underneath the light, juices eating through his skin to reveal muscles, and then bones beneath. At some point, his eyes begin to cloud up as he no longer is able to protect them from the acids and his ears start to deafin as his ear drums are eaten away. His motions slow, as he's left as a skeleton, which breaks apart underneath the assualt of the belly. Finally, it breaks through his core, and the bird passes out, left as nothing but a sack of meat. HIs feathers, fur and coat drift around in the stomach, clanging with his bones and those left by the previous meal.

11:58 < RuzzyFinch> (probably a little more tgan just bird there. wonder if the dragon will relieve himself in otyer ways on the pile~

12:12 Seres figured out that since anyone had not knocked by now, he might as well enjoy and extra hour or two with his newly acquired friend. A few pats to his freshly rounded belly and a hearty meaty burp left him happy. Eventually he shifted up and rather particular tingle around his pucker, the gurgled up slop of food must have enjoyed slipping down every orface of his digestive tract as he carefully helped himelf up and leaned against the wall as his tail lifted high in the air. A huff of relief and white smoke bellowed from his snout as he tensed his hips and began pushing a brown log of freshly steaming excrement on the examination table below. Bones varying of a multitude of different animals, mostly smaller drakes and herbivores littered the pile. As he released the next log, he pushed the finch's beak out of his rump, the entirety of the gryph and the rare occasional feather plopping down in a slopping mess as he hopped off the counter. He gave a good look at the finch's remains and patted his gut remarking... "Thank's for taking a look doc, turns out I get a little more than a sugary treat one the way out~" He eventually closed the door and left the rather mysterious pile for the next investigative staff, making sure he did get that medicine on the way out...

12:13 < RuzzyFinch> (that was fun~

12:15 < Seres> (That was~ glad we got this together :])