Helping to Find Ones Place in Life

23 September 2018

08:37 Gyro Feather ruffles his feathers

09:49 < Gyro Feather> Piaowww!

10:52 < Guti> Good afternoon

10:56 < Gabriella Gryphon> Afternoon~

10:58 < Guti> Heyhey! How are you doing?

10:59 < Gyro Feather> Oooh hiya Gabriella~

11:00 < Gyro Feather> You're a super cutie~

11:00 < Starburn> Noh!

11:00 Gyro Feather starts to preen his feathers so that he can look his best for the other bird~

11:00 < Gyro Feather> not you :P

11:00 < Starburn> [sub]I am ugly horse[/sub]

11:00 < Gabriella Gryphon> Doing great! And hey there!

11:01 < Gabriella Gryphon> Thats really sweet of you~

11:02 < Arcanel> Nothing like two cute birbs interacting with each other :P

11:03 < Starburn> [sub]I see KFC[/sub]

11:03 < Gyro Feather> Especiallly when we feed each other ponies. Wanna help Arcanel?

11:07 < Starburn> [sub]Thats the sound that a cutie makes[/sub]

11:08 Gabriella Gryphon thinks there are a lot of cuties here~

11:09 Gyro Feather agrees, and says cute things are teh tastiest to eat.

11:09 Gabriella Gryphon admits he has a point.

11:10 < Starburn> [url=https://derpibooru.org/1835688][/url]

11:11 < Gyro Feather> and they'll continue being cute after being tasty, as pudge on a belly. [s]Just ignore what happens to the rest of them. :P[/s]

11:14 < Gabriella Gryphon> Careful or you’ll become too cute Gyro! It all adds up!

11:14 < Starburn> [url=https://derpibooru.org/1249522]This is Gyro[/url]

11:16 < Starburn> quality KFC

11:17 < Gabriella Gryphon> It’s an interesting concept, I’ll have to investigate further~

11:17 Gyro Feather chuckles at gabby and gives his paunchy belly a slap across it, leaving it jiggling. "This is from a kangaroo the day before. I think he looks much better on me, than on himself~" He teases.

11:21 Gabriella Gryphon looks him over curiously, he certainly seems to hold him well! “Yeah, you certainly know how to show off~” She goes and gives his pudge a small rub for friendliness’ sake.

11:24 Gyro Feather grins as the gryphon finds his pudge with her claws and sits back, allowign erh full access to the hanging bulge. "Mmmm yes I think I do~" So close to him, she could smell the fruity oils he worked into his coat, pleasant and cloying.

11:29 Gabriella Gryphon agrees cheerfully, moving her talons smoothly over the squishy bulge. She slowly presses deeper as she rubs in small circles. She notes he seems to be quite fruity, taking and idle sniff. He really knew how to take care of himself! That doesn’t mean she can’t help~

11:33 Gyro Feather rolls over onto his back and displays his belly all the more proudly to the gryphon, and then rest his own claws on hers. His feathers and fur are silky smooth, and soft as a cloud as he drags her claws through them. And, if she decided to take a feather into he rbeak to preen, she'd find that, in addition to the usually avian flavor, there's that same hint of fruity prrening oils upon them.

11:38 Gabriella Gryphon seems to take to the job quite enthusiastically. The way she moved her claws and rolled her shoulders to press into his belly in a full massage now, she must have done this a few times already in the past. But a sudden he slowly guided her talons down to his wings, she lightened her touch, making sure not to ruffle what was obviously well maintained. Of course, this position made her have to settle down so she was resting her head on his chest. “Hmm, you really know how to take care of yourself~”

11:41 < Gyro Feather> [sub]anypone here wanna be food?[/sub]

11:41 < Gyro Feather> [sub]you're sure to end up in one of two birbs :B[/sub]

11:44 < Arcadia Moonlight> [sub]Nah, I'm too big. And still a bit down about having to drop the other day.[/sub]

11:46 Gyro Feather groans softly in pleasure as the claws trace over his form, helping to work out all the knots that adorned his body. THat groan soon becomes a low purr of delight as she moves through the well kempt feathers of his wings, and flares them out for her. His own talons move to stroke through her crest, puling gently at the down that adorns her. "Well..the trick is oily meat helps to keep your feathers nice and shiny, more so than the prepackaged meat substitute ponies provide," he answers sinfully.

11:54 Gabriella Gryphon listened to him with a small grin on her face, her long gray tail swiping through the air behind her as she carefully and expertly groomed him. Even if this all seems a bit one sided she really enjoyed being able to help him, and he did seem to have good advice! “Hmmmm, like this kangaroo here?~” She questioned with a small smirk on her beak, moving down to muzzle into that soft paunch~

11:56 Ruzeth prances in to see the two birds goofing off.

11:59 Gyro Feather smiles at that question and arches his belly forward, giving the fat a good thwack. "Yep...just like that...and...I hope you dont really mind me saying so my dear...but you appear to be lacking on meat in your diet." He says with a frown, examining her feathers. "Or..." he leans close to whiser, "Like that zebra over there~"

12:05 Gabriella Gryphon looked down at the feathers on her chest, raising a claw to push through the gray fluff quizzically. She did get to busy to really take care of herself quite often. She glanced up at the zebra, then back down to the gryph beside her. He really seemed to know what he was doing, and a little meat never hurt... “You’re sure he won’t mind to much?” She asked uncertainly, but she’s had started to stare at the potential meal. Her tongue unconsciously licked her beak.

12:12 Gyro Feather shrugs his shoulders at her question and gestures over at the Zebra. "Oh, no, dont worry about it, he may protest and complain, but remeber, that as a prey species this is their ultimate purpose in life, to feed something more powerful than it. So...its like making a kid eat their vegetables, they may try to refuse, but its for the best that they do none the less~" The bird explains, grining from edge of beak to edge of beak.

12:19 Gabriella Gryphon had never really thought of it that way before. She brought a talon to tap on her beak in deep thought for a few seconds, before seeming to come to a decision. A cheerful expression came back to her as she replied with, “Well, I can’t argue with that logic! Thanks for the advice~” Gabby got up, quickly moving over to the zebra with a extra shake in her step from suppressed excitement. She moved right up next to him, a wide grin stuck on her face. “Hey there! I think we could help each other out!” She stated, rubbing up to Ruzeth.

12:24 Ruzeth had started to pick some herbs from the ground when he hears the bird he'd taken notice of before address him. HIs eyes perk up off of his task, before he's then greeted by her body rubbing up gainst his. He gives a little snicker at her advances and says, "Sorry...but...I'm gay, really ...I cant help you out in that way." THe zebra brushes brightly beneath his stripes, looking a little bit flustered.

12:27 Gyro Feather watches on proudly as gabby stalks on over to the horse, waiting to see what she would do with bated breath.

12:29 Gabriella Gryphon isn’t the best at subtlety, but she makes up for that with enthusiasm! “Hehe, not that way silly~” She chuckled at his blush, throwing an arm around his back and keeping the two close together. “I just needed a bit of help with my feathers, and from what I hear you look perfect to help me!” She couldn’t hide the slight rumble from her middle that vibrates between them.

12:32 Ruzeth blushes even brighter, this time in embarassment at his assumption as she goes on to explain the situation. "Oooh....Oooh right, Sure, I can help you with that most certainly. I've got a couple pretty good feather care products the horse says, and as he feels her purr, he's pretty sure that he's hit upon the right topic. So close, she could smell the faintly exotic spice upon his body, like a mixture of nutmeg and allspice.

12:37 Gabriella Gryphon just shook her head with a little grin on her beak, unable to help taking a deep breath of his exotic scent in what would probably be a very suspicious move if she wasn’t so friendly. “Hmmm, not quite like that either~” She said to clear up his misunderstanding. It probably didn’t help much until she leaned really close to his face and licked her beak eagerly. “I’m going to eat you!~” She stated plainly, but she knew that probably wouldn’t go over well. So she should probably get this started before he started to get too uncomfortable for his sake! She quickly opened her jaws wide, giving the zebra a clear view into the fleshy depths of her gullet.

12:42 Ruzeth raises an eyebrow as she turns down the potions he had thought she was after and takes a step back as she runs that pink tongue over her hard beak. He stands there for a moment in stunned disbelief at her declaration, unable to move. "You...you waht?" He asks in confusion as she opens her mouth, breathing out a stale scent over his nares. Down inside her beak he could see how the lining was the dull pink that lined the back of her throat, and a little drip of saliva drizzles from teh top. Finally Ruzeth regains enough of his werewithall to take a hasty step backwards in preperation to run.

12:48 Gabriella Gryphon knew he probably wouldn’t like this, it made sense. But it had been clearly laid out for her that this was his purpose in life, and it would be rather cruel to deny him his destiny! She gave her large wings a quick flap as she jumped forward to pounce onto the zebra. Her talons where outstretched as she tackled into his chest with the reflexes of a predator. The gryph has to close her beak to give him a little reassurance to ease his mind. “Don’t worry! I’m just helping you find your place in my stomach~” She reassured him. But this was starting to drag out, and his scent was starting to make her drool just a bit. So she hastily opened her maw wide again, but this time she was quick to descend over his face to cram him into the humid cavern.

12:57 Ruzeth had made just enough space that he was going to turn and dash off, when suddenly the powerful thust of the formel's weight hits him squarely in the chest and knocks him backwards to the ground. He feels her claws reach behind his back now, holding him snug against her fluffy feathersas he starts to squirm for his freedom. "N-no really...I'm good as I am, I have other places to be rarther than int here!" He calls out, and with his hooves begins to push upon her chest and buck, attempting to create a gap. A bit of her drool splatters onto his chest, sending a shock of fear through his body, before suddenly everything goes dark. He's given a muzzle full of her smell breath as her drool rolls across his body.

13:05 Gabriella Gryphon takes a moment to lap at his face, soaking in the prey animal’s flavor. And he sure did taste great! He certainly took care of his fur well, and she could definitely feel the presence of some spices. A low hum of delight echoed out around his head, quickly being soaked in drool as she explored his face. “Mmmmph~” came a muffled moan from Gabby, the colorful gryphon had been right. They wouldn’t taste this goodness if they weren’t food! And food should only go one way, so she gripped around him tighter. A loud glurk surrounded them as her throat took hold of the zebra’s muzzle and pulled him several inches forward.

13:11 Ruzeth pushes his hoof back at her chin as the foul sticky liquid is plastered across his face by her tongue, soaking into every inch of his fur and matting ti agains this head. She spent so long on it that she could feel it rolling down his chest in long strings. As he fights, he cant get any leverage to free himself, and instead, feels the tug of a greedy gullet, grasping on his head and pulling more of it between her beak. cool golden rings hit her flesh from the bangles that decorate his mane. The horses hears are forced flat as the soudn of her rumbles and gulps are forced to echo inside of them.

13:19 Gabriella Gryphon doesn’t even try to hide just how much she was enjoying putting this meal in his place. And with his entire head crammed into her tight throat and maw, every moan and hum of pleasure was amplified until it was the only thing he could hear. A grim reminder that his new status as food was being greatly appreciated. And Gabby only seemed to be growing hungrier with each rolling gulp that squished over his head and pulled him down her powerful throat. Swallow after swallow made her neck feathers bulge out around his face, hiding the small details but clearly showing his progress towards his new permanent home. Soon, she had to bring her talons up tickets pin his hooves to his sides so she could stretch her greedy beak over his shoulders~

13:26 Ruzeth feels every slick sensation of the disgusting flesh as it slides over his fur, drawing him deeper with every gulp. How could she be enjoying this? That wouldnt be right! The zebra makes muffled noises of protest to his current position, though her loud delighted coos are enough to drown out those even to herself. He fights against the talons, trying his best to break free from them , but they slowly force his arms by his sides, followed by the beak sealing them in. He could mearly creep forward down that beak, it seems, as he nears the entrance to her crop. The smell grows all the worse inside of there, and each breath is tempered by drool frocing its way up into his beak.

13:35 Gabriella Gryphon just can’t wait to feel the entire big squirming meal stuck inside of her, so she doesn’t even slow down as she feels his head pressing into her crop. The first chamber of her digestive system isn’t nearly as perilous as her stomach, but it’s still not exactly a pleasant place to be. The zebra is forced to curl up in the chamber as she ravenously slurps over her meals barrel. The space quickly starts to get cramped, but luckily for him she doesn’t plan to keep him there. She doesn’t just want to carry him or something, he might as well get right to his destination. Soon the second valve opens up, the walls clenching to start pushing him towards a much louder chamber.

13:44 Ruzeth 's muzzle squelches against the back of the first chamber as she drags him deeper into her body, forced to start to curl up tightly in the crop as his neck and the start of his chest works it sway in there, causing the formels chest to swell out, and then, suddenly, that pressure is relieved. His muzzle is pressed like toothpaste out of a tube hurriedly down towards the stomach beyond. As his head presses inside, he's suddenly greeted with the foul blast of air from the stomach, leaving him coughing and gagging, before his beak presses down below the stomach acids. It growls and burbls all around him, sending chills down his spine while his butt kicks, just outside her jaws.

13:51 Gabriella Gryphon is unsympathetic to the prey’s plight, shifting her weight until she could finally heave her head up into the air. Her neck strains a bit, but she seems to stabilize quickly as her tongue slips out to taste across his flanks as her gravity assisted swallows squish them into her beak. She’s pauses for a moment, gently biting down teasingly on his butt before a small toss of her head and a loud [b]glurk[/b] squeezes it into her throat and leaves only his squirming hooves outside of his new world inside of her. Said world is quick to rumble happily, the walls idly clenching around him and dousing him in the acidic juices.

13:58 Gyro Feather finally gets to his feet ot join the party. Once All that remains of the zebra are his hooves, he wanders over there and grasps ahold of them, helping to feed Gabby down the rest of the way.

13:59 Ruzeth coughs as his muzzle is forced deeper into the gunk that lines the bottom of her belly, feeling it rush up his nostrils and burn at his mucous membranes inside. Enough of him pushes in finally, that he's able to surface in the belly, sputtering and coughing as he clears the foul tasting bitter liquid from his mouth. She's got her beak around his butt now, and he can feel it, biting in uncomfortably in the striped flesh. Suddenly, his hind hooves are arrested too, leaving him further helpess as he descends the last couple feet entirely into that gurgling stomach.

14:06 Gabriella Gryphon seemed to be in a bit of a food induced daze as she gulped down his butt, wiggling a little as she felt the large lump it made in her front traveling down. She didn’t even notice Gyro approaching until he was feeding the last of her meal down into her waiting beak. She shoots him a thankful look with her eyes as she gleefully swallows down the last of the zebra. His legs slip from view until she finally takes his back hooves into her beak and a casual [b]gulp[/b] sends him away~ Gabby lets out a satisfied sigh, feeling the bulge slowly fill out her belly as he passes through her crop. “Mmmmm~ Thanks so much for the advice~ I think-uurrrpp!- Sorry, I think that’s the best meal I’ve ever had!” She cooed joyfully, sitting back in her haunches and pressing her talons into the bulge in her middle.

14:14 Gyro Feather follows the bulge the zebra makes with a grin, drawing a talon against that slowly receding lump until it disapears into her chest. There, he gently strokes at teh bugles it makes as it struggles within her. The gryphon shakes his head slightly as he gets splattered with a couple black and white locks from her belch and whiles them away. "Ya, no problem...though...you know that the lesser species of gryphons such as pidgeons...have the same sort of purpose as those ponies do to you," he says, starting to broach the topic.

14:16 Ruzeth fights as hard as he can as the last of him reaches the belly, kickingout against the pushes and thrashing around, but that's that, he's just food at this point. Likely he'll continue staruggling until there's nothing left of him as her belly slowly does the grisly work of turning him into chyme.

14:20 Gabriella Gryphon has a half lidded expression on her face as she licked her beak to get what remaining flavor off of it that she could. Her belly was quickly becoming active as it squeezed and churned over her helpless meal, the occasional lump of his struggling form visible. She pressed her talons in eagerly, feeling each and every squirm with a shiver of delight as her prey slowly met his fate. Speaking of fate, “Hmmm, what do you mean by that?” She brought her attention back to the more colorful member of her species, tilting her head in confusion.

14:26 Gyro Feather smiles at the gryphon before her and leans forward to draw his tongue across her beak in a long lick, leaving a trail of drool across her beak. One of his talons reaches up behind her head, just to make sure she doesnt try to run away as he says, "What I mean is...that I'm hungry...and well...its time for you to fulfil your ultimate purpose as well. Just as you did with that zebra, its now time for me to do to you. I do so hope you come willingly my darling~!" He coos softly, blasting hot meaty breath over her beak, stil smelling faintly of kangaroo.

14:31 Gabriella Gryphon flinches back slightly, shuffling in place as her mind suddenly became filled with indecision. She definitley didn’t want to get eaten! But didn’t she just make that same argument to gulp down the worthless snack in her belly now? This was starting to seem like a bad situation all around. She put a strained smile on her beak, trying to come up with an alternative as he talons keep her from backing up any further. “H-Hey, maybe we c-could find you a p-pony? I-I’d actually rather not g-get eaten, if that’s okay. A-And it might be hard to fit my belly down!” She reasoned.

14:38 Gyro Feather smiles at the gryphon and gently licks across her beak and, despite holding her in place with his talon, he runs the tips through her feathers in a reassuring stroke. "Look around, do you see a pony around here? Its just you and me...and...I suppose if I cant get that belly of yours down in one piece well...I can make it work. You know this all to be true, you dont feel any remorse over your snack do you?" He reasons back at her, flicking his tail back and forth. He had her caught in a trap for sure.

14:41 < Gabriella Gryphon> (Bah! Sorry, but somethings come up. I’ll have to slide in sometime soon but I have to go ^^’)

14:43 < Gyro Feather> (Oh darn... :( well we can table this for later

14:43 < Gyro Feather> (Assuming you dont mind restarting things

15:27 < Arcadia Moonlight> Burp

21:44 < Shamroc> Moo.

22:08 < Gyro Feather> why is horse moo?

20:25 Gabriella Gryphon shuddered slightly as she felt Gyro drag his tongue across her beak and leave a small trail of drool in its wake. And despite her hesitation she didn't continue to retreat now that she was within his grasp. "D-Do I feel remorse over my..?" She spoke to herself, glancing down at her bulging and still struggling belly. Now that she was finding herself in the same position, she reasoned she really should be having second thoughts. But honestly... she wasn't. She had already decided this was his purpose, and now it was just continuing to its logical conclusion. "W-Well... I mean... A-Are you sure this is what you want?" She asked, looking up into his eyes uncertainly. It felt like this little conversation had lasted days!

20:27 Scootalot grabs some popcorn

20:31 Gyro Feather nods his head down at the smaller gryphon in his grasp, and slides his pink tongue across his beak with a gleam of hunger in his eyes. His free talon moves across her chin and down to her chest, and finally against the top of her belly as it bulged beneath her with the zebra's struggling form. He nods his head and glances around one last time. "My sweet Gabby, you're just too cute. Even if there was another pony around to pick from, I just dont think I'd be in a position to resist you're allure. I want...no I need you insdie of me~" he breathes out in a soft sigh, carrying with his breath teh scent of stale fish, no doubt his breakfast that morning.

20:37 Gabriella Gryphon still seemed to be quite conflicted, flinching as his breath washed over her and made it all too clear what he intended for her life. This was going ways she didn't expect, but he didn't seems to be acting like this was any sort of problem. In fact, Gyro was being quite friendly with her. Maybe she just had to put this into another context, to help her reorganize this in her mind. She was... going to be helping her new friend out. She was good at that right? And he really seemed to want her completely. "W-Well, if that's what you really think well... alright, you can... e-eat me." She shut her eyes tightly, still nervous.

20:44 Gyro Feather grins, open beaked and then lets his jaws slide open wide, revealing, if she cared to look, the dark pink flesh that terminated at the back of his throat in a dark pit. Long stringy saliva falls in slow tumbles from the ceiling to the floor of his beak, while each intake of breath causes the flesh to ripple with life. As he hears her finally acquiesces to his request, the bird emits a low purring rumble of delight, and streches wider, waiting for her to put her beak into his. His claws tease down her feathers, tugging, and trying to urge her forward, but...when its clear she's not coming...he lets out a little sigh. "Cmon, miss helper bird, I want you to give me some assistance in this. Just push your way on in. You dont want to disapoint a friend right?" He chides, before returning his beak to its open position.

20:51 Gabriella Gryphon seems like she has been foiled in her plan to avoid looking at her fate. But really, it wouldn't change anything right? She slowly opens her eyes, taking in every detail of his rippling flesh that lined the path into his beak and down his throat. A path she was going to be very familiar with. "U-Um... O-okay." She stuttered, before leaning forward into his open jaws. She had to resist flinching as she felt the strands of drool slipping onto her face as she slowly pressed her beak inside and against his eagerly waiting tongue. A muffled sound came from her beak before she finally grew the courage to just press forward a few extra inches until her vision was completely blocked inside, the stale smell of his meals hitting her strongly.

20:57 Gyro Feather teasingly closes his beak upon hers as she breaks the entrance, making her feel the tooth of it as it creeps up her head and along her feathers as her form forces it to spread out wider and wider to admit her. Oh yes, this was the ultimate form of domination, to have a prey so thoroughly convinced of their place i the world that they willingly press up into you. The bird's tongue curls circles around her beak and her dull grey form, smearing the slippery smelly gunk into her feathers and leaving them easier for consumption. He's worried as she stops that he might have to force her the rest of the way in, when the motion reassures him that she's ready. Her beak pushes down itno his gullet as the tip of his crowns over the back of her head, triggering the first of what would be many swallows. The gullet opens up and uder her pressure, that beak squelches inbetween the hot sticky flesh.

21:03 Gabriella Gryphon was completely submitting to her new friend, even if she was having second thoughts. This was the way things were supposed to go, she was sure of it just a few minutes ago as she cheerfully doomed the zebra to her gut. Well, maybe it was going to be his gut soon. Or, kind of a mix of the two. Either way, she was quickly becoming just another snack as she felt his tight, hot, powerful throat grip her beak and welcome her inside. Any more attempts on her end to complain at this point would be muffled, and as his beak engulfs the rest of her head in his sticky embrace, she can feel her ability to take this back slip away with every second. Her continued flexing of her rear legs to push forward inside of him like a good little meal weren't exactly helping either.

21:14 < Gyro Feather> (Sorry was finishing dinner.)

21:15 < Gabriella Gryphon> (No problem~

21:15 < Gabriella Gryphon> (Just finish dinner)

21:20 Gyro Feather angles his head down as he takes that first swallow and takes a step backwards, angling his neck such that her shoving was in a straight line down towards his stomach, so that her pushing garnered him a couple inches without him taking another swallow. His powerful gullet ripples over her head in a rythmic tub, once per every five heartbeats or so, racing over her body. Hot drool is massaged deep into those feathers with each passing, while the heat is enough to leave the poor girl sweating. The smell ov his stale fishy gullet grows all the more rank the deeper she gets into him, a progress that could be followed by the large bulge beneath his pink feathered neck. The bird's jaws creep on down over her shoulders and her wing shoulders, closing them against her body and further locking away her ability to struggle free.

21:43 Gabriella Gryphon is really starting to ponder if this experience was really necessary. She'd only done this from the outside, felt someone else's body slowly push down her throat and get covered in drool. She was starting to doubt her decision to eat the zebra, even if it was were he was supposed to end up. Each loud swallow that shuddered over her upper body was another damning sound as she continued into the sweltering depths. She was sure she was going to hit his crop soon, her wings pinned down and her forelegs soon to follow. Slowly she stopped pushing forward, squirming just a bit to show him she was having second thoughts. Hopefully he would get the message and let her out soon.

21:55 Gyro Feather eases her deeper with every twitching gulp of his gullet, drawing alittle more of his delectable treat inside that slimy tube. Her head pushes into his crop, but, seems that there's only a couple of mometns in there, as the back of the small sack is already open, leading to the bile smelling section beyond, where she could hear it gurlging greedily for it gryphon grub. The sound of his delighted purrs, which had becom and everpresent sensation suddenly cease with the discover that the formel is no longer pushing herself down to his gut. His claws grow a little more aggressive now, grasping into her butt and digging in the sharp pinpricks of his talons to draw her inwards with little care for her present form. If she wasnt going to push, then well, he'd have to pull. The stallion could feel her struggles inside, but it hardly phased him, as far stronger treats had gone down to his belly before.

22:01 Gabriella Gryphon held on a little hope as she felt him realize she had stopped helping press further. Said realization was quickly followed by her discovery that he had a place for her, whether she wanted to spend the rest of her incredibly short life inside his gut or not. She made a muffled plea through the walls of flesh that rippled powerfully around her, her back legs kicking even as he started to envelope her bulging middle. The widest part of her was sure to put up a little challenge for most predators, even if the prey inside had almost lost all his strength inside. Gabby cringed as the strong scent of his gurgling chamber of acid washed over her, erasing all doubt from her mind that she should have never let him talk her into this.

22:08 Gyro Feather pushes forward as she kicks out, causing her body to slide another couple inches underneath her own force, wether she desired it or not, though soon enough, he reached the lump where her meal was busy being eaten away. He could feel his motions upon his tongue, as the stallion inside weakly moves about, though it feels like he's just about run his course to be left as nothing but bird food. The gryphon's beak strains around the lump, finding it ever increasingly difficult to compact his meal's gut enough to let him through into his beak. He braces her against the ground now, and uses his and her weight to drive himself forward. THe sharp edges on his beak are not kind now as they scrape and tear through her fur along her back, edging ever closer to the top crest where everything would just start to get easier.

22:12 Gabriella Gryphon cringed as she felt her already full middle being compacted into her, and his sharp beak trailing over her back in such a dangerous and slightly painful fashion didn't help either. She tried to do anything to halt her progress, but the much more experienced predator seemed to have everything under control as he used her body to physically slide himself over her. She would have been panting from the heat and strain inside of this body if she wasn't being squeezed so roughly by his interior, and her senses were already flooding with information about his ravenous gut, growling for her meat and ready to tear her apart.

22:16 Gyro Feather 's sphincter resists only for a moment before her beak slides inside, brinign about the full force of his spine chilling scent that lingers inside, and, as she pushes in further, the feel of half digested fish swimming in that soup, a remenantts of a previous meal, tells her that he wasnt really thta hungry at all. Her head bulges out in his belly, plunging into the shallow pool before refsurfacing as shoulder and torso begin to join her. Suddenly there's aloud crack from the bird's beak, followed by a brief cry of pain as several bones break on Gabby's meal, leaving it easier to mold inwards. It seem soher advantage has disapeared now, as Gyro gets on past the largest part, now turning his beak skyward to help finish her off.

22:24 Gabriella Gryphon shuts her eyes tight instinctively as she's forced into that hellish chamber, the muck quickly covering her as she is forced headfirst into it. She has to hold her breath as she squirms and struggles the best she can in her bonds, but just as she fears she'll have to breath in the foul mixture, enough of her body passes through to allow her to push up with a painful gasp of the acrid air inside his stomach. Her eyes open, traveling around frantically as the full extent of his manipulation come to her. She wasn't even necessary for him, just a snack to digest and gloat over. Suddenly she urks as her gut compresses into his beak, her victim squirming in pain as the tight confines crush his bones. "urff... I-I'm sorry!" She manages to make out now that she has a little more room. "I-I d-didn't mean to-[b]BORRRAAALLPP![/b]" the gray griffon cuts herself off as the compressed air inside of her is forced out, making her stomach clench tight around her prey and severely limiting his remaining time.

22:33 Gyro Feather is quick to take advantage of the sudden clenching of her gut too, and swallows hard, using his claws to force her butt inside. Her now, slightly more managable belly fully enters his throat now, leaving those supple toned hips in his jaws. The gryphons' tongue darts between her rump, spattering saliva against her mound and the slippery muscle rings it several time, leaving it gleaming with drool. He plunges his tongue finally into the honeypot contained within, only to, in short order dart his beak forward with a snap, drawing it inside. The rest of her legs are soon followed, until his beak cracks closed behind the tail, leaving him avery satisfied gryphon. He lays forward, putting weight on the slowly receding bulge as it made its way into th furnace of his belly, where a fair amount of caustic liquid already bathed over his delicious occupant.

22:56 < Willa_Changeling> [url=https://aryion.com/g4/data/483405-9242.jpg/hunnter-483405-94+-+pg2+%28external%29.jpg]neat[/url]

22:57 Gabriella Gryphon lets out a yelp as she feels his tongue press against her sex, which would have been extremely distracting from her situation if she wasn't being covered in the acidic goop that weighed her down and made her feathers itch fiercely. Still, it was serving to deeply humiliate her as he needlessly teased her even while cramming her away. She really meant nothing to him but a good meal, exemplified by the next powerful gulp shoving her rump into his throat and sending it down to join her in this hellish cauldron. Her feet gave a few final twitches, before she felt the last dregs of cool air vanish as she was completely consumed and forced to curl up in his oppressive gut. She cried out as his weight was pressed down on her, limiting her further even as she finally starts to struggle with all her might.

22:57 < Skull Grunt James> HE DEAD!

22:58 < Shows-His-Scales> [sub]Probably[/sub]

23:04 Gyro Feather begins to rumble in delight around the mare once again as his claws trace over her lumpy figure in his belly, feeling the various contours wiggling beneaht his light blue fur. The powerful walls of his muscles limited her struggle by squeezing down in tight contractions each time she ends up pushing out, and in the process mixing more of his stinging juices into her fur and feathers. The most vulnerable spots, of course, are the gryphons nethers, which instantly burn as the juices rush up and sizzle against them. "I hope you're enjoying serving your purpose in life, I know I'm enjoying you doing so! You, that zebra, the kangaroo I had before, you're all prey, and this is the best fate you could have~ If you tell me where to send it, I'll even mail your pellet back home~"

23:12 Gabriella Gryphon doesn't really seem to be in the mood to humor him as she squirms and struggles futilely in his stomach. She was nothing but a lump of meat for him to gurgle up and burn away, and it was really starting to truly sink in. Along with the acids that completely doused her fur and feathers. The prey griffon cried out, trying to protect her sensitive bits along with her occasional pushes against the constricting walls. She barely even registered as her feathers started to fall out. Whether she wanted to serve this purpose or not was irrelevant as the situation quickly began to overwhelm her. She wouldn't last long in here, before she followed along the same path every meal she and her predator had devoured before.

23:21 Gyro Feather frowns as he fails to get a rise out of his meal, though he makes sure to swallow down just a little more air for her, attempting to keep erh awake for as long as he could, though...from her motions inside, it felt like she might already be dwindling. The bird shrugs his shoulders and declares. "Oh, no? I'll just toss you into a dumpster in the allyway then, where trash like you belongs, once its all been used up. Not like anyone cares about the wrapper once the food's out of the package. Gyro rolls too his side and draws his hooves across her figure as the acids continue to rise against her. SLick muscles squeeze hard, pulling loosened feathers and fur from her and leaving red sores in their wake.

23:28 Gabriella Gryphon 's squirming picked up a bit as the pain became to general to keep trying to protect herself. She used her full might as a predator in her own right to pound and shove against those walls. But it just never seemed to be enough as they just forced her back into her tight ball with each powerful contraction. And somehow through all the hardships, maybe because of it, she seemed to get a bit of her voice back. A last desperate attempt to make it out escaped her mouth as she started to speak through the churning that worked away at her. "P-Please! I-It hurts! J-Just let me g-go! I-I'm n-not food, don't k-kill me!" She begged her captor, pressing her face against the fleshy wall as if it would bring her closer to him.

23:37 Gyro Feather smirks as he finally gets a rise out of his treat and calls back, in a voice that seems to echo from everywehre around his meal, "How pathetic. You cant even abide by the choices you made, when you forced the same onto that zebra. I bet he was your first too, wasnt he? Or else you'd know nothing comes up from past the crop, save for a pellet, regardless of how they feel. Face it, you're just bird fat, destined to keep my feathers healthy and my belly padded~" The gryphon coos happily, while his stomach grumbles and churns, squeezing hard enough taht it threated to crack bones down inside of him. Burning skin gives way to muscles inside the longer this whole encounter goes on as she's slowly worn away, much like the zebra before her.

23:43 Gabriella Gryphon cries out wordlessly as he did his best to crush any small attempt at hoping for a positive outcome she could muster. It was as if he fed on the desperation she emitted in her final moments, cruelly hoping she can pleasure him in some small way for little more than a bit of amusement. And it was also dawning on her that that was all she was ever going to be. She was just a lump of meat for him to so easily trick down his throat. Something he could have a bit of fun with for what little she was worth. And now her flesh was failing her, melting away as she slowly lost motor control. Her bones creaked as the walls crushed her frail body, as if they meant to smash the life from her. But they just weren't quite that overwhelming, allowing her this final moments of clarity and pain as her meaningless life came to an end.

23:47 < Willa_Changeling> Someone call the raven catcher. There's a murder here.

23:47 Gyro Feather on the other hand, found this outcome incredibly positive, as this was by far the easiest double meal he'd ever had. SHe'd even forced herself down his beak, just for him. Hah, how many predators could say that? As time goes on, however, he feels the formel in his gut go still, followed by a rush of air out of his beak, carrying a couple grey feathers which splat on the ground. He pats his belly several more times and then lays back, allowing himself to drift off to sleep, and work off his double happy meal.

23:51 Gabriella Gryphon slowly faded out, giving a last few pitiful twitches as her consciousness finally faded. At least she went out the best way she could have, helping out a new friend who wanted the best for her~

23:51 Gyro Feather sleeps soundly for a day and a half as the lump of meat dissolves inside of his belly, softening up and growing rounder as her muscles and flesh give way to the bones. This is a slow agonizing process, making it very fortunate for his meal that she'd passed on so early in the meal. His stomach groans and lets out soft gurlging noises as it churns the jucies around as flesh becomes a thick soupy chyme that slowly empties into his intestines to help fatten the bird up. He has to work his way mostly through the first meal to get to his second one, which is not nearly as worse for wear as gabby is by the time her stomach bursts and the partially stripped zebra joins the pool. Occasionally a soft belch will escape the birds beak, along with a feather or some fur.

As time goes on all fo teh contents empty, save for the indigestible bits that get left behind, bones, feathers, fur and a couple golden rings off the zebra would be the only tale tell signs. As hsi gut shrinks, th emuscles work hard, compacting it further and crunching bones, splittinger them against themselves and mixing in with the fur and feathers which form a shell, protecting the softer flesh from teh blows of the sharp edges. Further inside of him, his body processes what's passed on from his stomach, a nutritious slurry of mostly fats and protien, which his intestines absorb, though they can only take on so much from such a rich meal at once, waisting a fair amount of his former meals, sending her and the zebra along deeper. What does remain is turned into a thick layer of padding on his gut and rurmp, as well as ensuring his feathers continue to produce a nice healthy sheen of oil.

When the bird finally wakes up some time later, he stretches his talons and rolls over onto his back, where he begins to notice an uncomfortable tightness in his gullet, whilc he traces with a claw. "Well...I did say I'd cough you up when I was done with you....I suppose this is about where we part company~" The gryphon closes his eyes and furrows his brow as his claw wiggles across the massive football shaped lump hanging off of his chest. WIth some effort, ti starts to move with slow contractions, swelling out his throat to about the size of her own head. Damn this was a big one...though she and that zebra were well worth it, she thinks. Suddenly the scratchyness hits the back of her throat as feathers and fur shown back there, not that there was anyone to observe. Slowly a grey and white lump extrudes from her jaws, growing wider and wider. Bits of bone hang out at the side, and its slick and sheening with drool. Once its three quarters of the way out, it falls the last food, to land at Gyro's feet.

The bird turns over the wet squishy stone with interest, examining the different surface features that line it. It gleamed with both gold and silver in the bright light of day from saliva and the golden rings that dot the edges from teh zebra's mane. That same drool and stomach juices drizzled onto the grass below him, forming a damp stringy mess on the leaves. The two skulls had managed to find each other, zebra snout locked in Gryphon beak, held there by a mixture of feathers and white fur, perpetually stuck in teh struggle. A cracked femur, and broken hps dot the surfae of it, along with many other bones he cant identify, though most are burried deep in the lump, And he wasnt about to go on a fishing expodition into it. The smell of his stomach hangs heavily in the air, burning at his nostrils.

Thats not all he has to take care of, he's reminded, as an insane pressure pushes at his tail hole. A blast of foul air escapes his pucker, spraying the sulferous smell of half digested meat into the air. The bird lets out a soft squeak at that noise and blushes profusely, but no one was around to see it at least. Then, he squats back on his haunches and starts to let the first dark brown coil slowly sip from his butt, drifting ever closer to the the ground. Just before it touches the grass, he feels a weight drop from her, the log splitting along one of th emany cracks and hitting the ground. More of that most surely follows from him, and, it turns out that the first drop was merely a starter. THe logs thicken out from there, straining hsi tailhole to an almost painfully wide diameter as another thick chunk of feces drops from beneath his tail. He could feel the bulge in his abdomin shrink a little with that, but based on teh size and weight, a fairly large amount of meat has passed through his system. The smell that came off of the growing pile made him well aware of that as well, telling him that as much had become part of his body as had the bacteria had to feast on in his bowels. The bird grunts further, slowly feeling more of his pari of treats slip free with a series of splats, as the sick brown pile grows higher and higher behind him. His but begins to ache from the sensation, despite the smooth featureless logs that carry not race of what had gone through his body. Everything identifiable had wound up in the pellet itself. Finally after a good ten minutes of straining, it seems there's nothing left to come out, a good thinig too since the heat wafting up off of his mound was so close to his hind legs he could feel it. The last thing he does is lift up his leg and let out a stream of hot yellow piss, wich flows along the ground and gives the bird an immense amount of relief, emptying himself of all the pressure he'd been feeling that morning.

With that all taken care of, the gryphon takes one last glance at the mess, and grins wide. "You know gabby, you were real helpful after all. You've ke[t this bird sated for a few days longer, perhaps sparing some other creatures from my hunger~he coos. With that, the gryphon starts to stock off, leaving all that remains of gabby behind on the ground to fester.