The Biggest Noodle ever

1 October 2018

16:46 Gyro Feather threatens to eat the snek!

16:46 Dragonloyal Qoth threatens to eat the birb!

16:47 Gyro Feather Says, Wow rude! That's too far!

16:47 Dragonloyal Qoth responds, It's never too far. Hmmph! Who says I'm just going to 'let' you eat me? You're like... Tiny compared to me. Not even a light snack!

16:56 Gyro Feather counters Then maybe you'd find amusement in the idea of me even trying!

16:57 Dragonloyal Qoth smirks. It would be funny to watch you try.

16:57 Gyro Feather grins. So I Assume that means you wouldnt struggle right?~ Gotta give it a fair attempt

16:59 Dragonloyal Qoth shrugs. I mean... Why would I have to? You wouldn't even be able to fit half of my tale in your tiny little bird body...

17:02 Gyro Feather agrees. MMm indeed, it'd be quite difficult for me to get you down all the way. How could a little bird ever hope to accoumplish that?

17:02 Dragonloyal Qoth shakes his head.Impossible! There's no way you could even hope of doing it.

17:03 Gyro Feather answers, INdeed! But...if I did, well that'd just prove you're supposed to be bird food, and you'd accept your fate, right?

17:04 Dragonloyal Qoth blinks, What? How am I meant to be bird food? Of course I'd fight it...

17:16 Gyro Feather smirks. Ah, so you are worried there's some chance I could do it

17:17 Dragonloyal Qoth frowns. No, you could never do it.... I'm far too big to fit in your gut.

17:18 Gyro Feather nods. Then, you'd agree to let me try without fighting it!

17:19 Dragonloyal Qoth considers, Well... Hmmh.... Okay, at what point do we confirm that you've won, and let me out if [b]by some chance[/b] you actually do succeed...?

17:21 Gyro Feather chuckles, Oh...I estimate A week or two at least!

17:22 Dragonloyal Qoth hisses Wait... How would I survive in there for a week? Let alone two...

17:23 Gyro Feather answers, well...some of you will live on as apart of me!

17:23 Dragonloyal Qoth frowns. But.... Then I'd be digested!

17:24 Dragonloyal Qoth conceds ...True... Okay fine. You have a deal. But if you fail, I eat you.

17:24 Gyro Feather starts. Wait what? Its not an even money wager at all! I'll buy you dinner if I fail

17:26 Dragonloyal Qoth sighs....But... Ugh... Fine... Start at the end of my tail.

17:35 Gyro Feather giggles happily and then makes his way to the back of Dragon's tail, giving it a long lick right on the tip like a lolipop.

17:36 Dragonloyal Qoth suddenly for a moment briefly feels like he has limbs and wings! The feeling quickly fades away, however. He shudders as he feels the gryphon sample his serpentine flavor, blushing a bit from it.

17:41 Gyro Feather leaves teh whole thing glistening with drool as he pointedly enjoys the flavor before sticking it in his mouth, and sucking it up like a worm. Very quickly the tip of that tail begins to widen out to something that is quite wide, approaching the thickness of his own neck, and from the looks of it, it'll get wider yet, to something as thick as teh barrel of his own body.

17:42 Dragonloyal Qoth doesn't seem to worried as of this particular moment, but his tail does squirm a bit, instinctively. However, this is offset by how sleek and smooth the serpent is, quite easy to slip down further into the gryph's body... The blush on the naga's face becomes more and more apparent... Why did he agree to this? He has little to gain from it... And a lot to loose!

17:48 Gyro Feather 's warm gullet ripples over the body, though the smooth slippery scales leave it with very little to actually grab onto. The bird has to physically shove himself forward on teh tail, impailing his throat with the long length. The bird groans softly around it as his beak slowly creeps up around it, feeling a nearly painful stretch and he's only a foot and a half up it. Gyro has to loosen the back of his crop to allow the tip to creep deeper inside.

17:51 Dragonloyal Qoth huffs, keeping on telling himself that it's all going to be okay... This gryphon's already having trouble and he's nowhere near anywhere close to being finished.... The naga took several deep breaths to attempt to calm himself, although while doing so, he couldn't help but notice that his twins had picked an interesting time to peek out of his slit.... Okay, so this felt kind of good.... And he wasn't going to go all the way down, what was wrong with enjoying it while it lasted? He reached down and tentatively touched his lengths... "Hmmm... This actually... Feels kinda nice... Not like you're gonna digest me anyway..."

18:07 < Gyro Feather> (Sorry, skies was distracting me :P

18:09 Gyro Feather smirks around the snake tail as he feels it widening out in his jaws, steadily forcing them to stretch unseamingly large. The tail was starting to fill out into his belly, and, even though there was only a short bit in there, the lump is already becoming increasingly visible. Hot flesh warms the cold blooded creature as much as if he'd left himself to sit in the sun, but it was all around him, carried in the warm water that squelched on his scales. He blinks as Quoth reaches down to the peaks poking out from beneath his golden cloth. What a silly little noodle he was.

18:12 Dragonloyal Qoth began to bite at his lip... He would never had guessed the gryphon was capable of getting this far, but it would come to an end soon... There was still quite a bit of tail left to go... He gasped at the intense warmth all too appealing for someone like him with a body so naturally cold. "Fuck.... You're doing better than I thought... I'm impressed... But there's now way you can fit all of me in there." He huffed, continuing to stroke himself as the tension grew ever more, the serpent's body squirming more from his current pleasure than anything.

18:18 Gyro Feather 's beak grinds and compresses over the scales, catching on them occasionally as he rubs opposite of their smooth alignment, but even stilll the throat accepts theim without a care in teh world. Another foot or so and he's finally reached the full thickness of the snake. The bird's jaws are nearly on the ground now at the level of stretching required of him, as teh snake was thick as he was tall..and yet the gryphon manages to slide along, causing his belly to swell comically. THe bird's pink flesh can even be seen beneath his fur now, as it expands enough that the covering is becoming sparse.

18:21 Dragonloyal Qoth gets a bit nervous, seeing how full the bird's getting, and how he doesn't even really seem to be slowing down. He stops trying to pleasure himself now, although at this point, the sensations shooting up through his spine are pretty much maintaining him right where he's at. He crosses his arms, getting a bit nervous as that beak gets ever closer to him... Ever closer to sealing him away.... He thought there was no way... But his tail wasn't backing him up on that right now! "You know, if you do this... You're not going to be able to go anywhere for a while, right?"

18:27 Gyro Feather can only answer his question with a grunt, muffled by the large mass of flesh pressed between his jaws. His stomach was groaning, straining to fit around the meal with pain as it continues to stretch out surprisingly wide, and, after a gulp or two, Gyro starts to slow down, taking a moment to get acclimated after each creeping foot, and yet he continues to persist. Even still, he's only about a quarter the way up the snake's full length, and looking comically at it. He cant even move himself at this point, instead giving soft tugs with his claws and his gullet, pulling Dragonloyal in with much effort.

18:31 Dragonloyal Qoth huffs... There was no way the gryphon should be able to do this! It was impossible! He was actually still going! How long could the bird go before he burst? Part of him ached for either that to happen, or for the bird to give up, but neither happened. The stomach squeezed tightly at his coils, and only squeezed more of them as the determined bird kept working for his meal.... The snake was incredulous. "Alright... I may have spoken a bit out of line... You're definitely more capable of swallowing me than I thought... I... If you get to the half-way point, go ahead and stop, alright? I'll just... I'll just admit that you're capable of it..."

18:37 Gyro Feather rose up on his belly bed, dragging the middle of his tail up with him in a rather comical looking fashion. Inside his belly, the re was not even enough juice produced in theis large space to leave him even tingling, a sure sign that he was safe for at least now as Gyro moves forward, or...rather pulls Dragonloyal back. In all honesty, the bird might have difficulty getting him all the way down if he started to struggle, but Gyro presumed he might be an honorable snake. At his question the bird makes a disaproving sound and shakes his head minutely, as much as he can manage given the circumstances.

18:44 Dragonloyal Qoth shudders. "Mmmm... No.... Well, I uh... It was worth a shot... Heheh..." The snake cursed himself for being so foolish. Why did he agree to not struggle? How did he let this little bird convince him to just sit there and take it? Now what was he to do? His coils writhed a bit from within the bird's stomach.... Gods it felt good in there... But... It felt good presently, mainly because his gastric acids haven't really kicked in yet... Then it would be much less fun. "Listen... Is there... Anything I can do to keep you from finishing me off?"

18:49 Gyro Feather 's stomach walls roll gently over the creature's coils liek a soothing massage, sliding over them, and forcing them to slide over each other in squelching slippery motions as the bird moves along. Gryo's belly ached, and he was marely a thte halfway point, leaving his belly streched grotesquly, showing off each meter sized coil that filled his gut. They were rolled together in a loose bbulge, tied throught eh loops while hte gryphon pushes further upward. His eyes are closed in a wince of concentration as he continues to strain.

18:52 Dragonloyal Qoth took the look on the gryphon's face as a definitive no. He just had to hope and prey is original judgment would carry him through... The bird looked like he was having quite a time of it, and he still had another fifty percent of nope rope to go. Why was he still hard?! He should be terrified, he should break his work, he should fight for all he can to get away from the bird in the process of ingesting him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it... Qoth always knew he would go out this way, but he imagined it being a dragon as opposed to a gryphon.... No. It wasn't over yet. He still had a lot of chance to overfill the bird.... He could make it out of this...

18:57 Gyro Feather works forward and, over the course of the next half hour or so manages to get another quarter of the tail in between his jaws. His head expands and wiggles back and forth as it tries to force its way past a lump in Dragon's belly that likely was another thing the snek had eaten earlier, though it squished and felt slightly liquid beneath the pressure. At this point, even counting his upper torso, more is inside the bird than outside of it. Inside his belly, the muscles have pretty much stopped moving, having been streched into submission by the large glut of food in his belly.

19:04 Dragonloyal Qoth finally starts to genuinely panick at how much progress the bird has made. Though he figures that surely that somach is fit to burst.... The last third of his body should be relatively safe from ingestion, right? I mean, how could such a stuffed bird possibly take any more. It's impossible! Qoth's just too long to manage... Though with that being noted, he also realizes the bird hasn't given up yet... So, bemused, he lays back, confident the bird's steam is soon to run out.

19:12 Gyro Feather isnt going to stop now, and besides, with the way he feels the tail tied inside of him...he's not sure it'll be any easier going the opposite way than it has been getting him in. It takes longer still as he creeps up the thick waste of the naga, until finally his warm breath blasts over the twin snakes that adorn his hips. THe beak stretches over them, its sharp edges sliding across them for an uncomfortable minute before they're pressed into his maw. Once inside, the way the hot slimy flesh ripples and rolls over the members, he finds it the tightest hole he's ever been into, and each motion sensually drags across the cocks.

19:15 Dragonloyal Qoth grasps at the floor, unable to believe the bird's still going.... The serpent loved the feeling this was giving him, but hated the fact that he knew how this was gonna end. "Nnnh! impossible!" He says, trying to use his arms to pull away, but finding him unable to gain any ground.... Partially thanks to the constant bombarding of tightness, warmth, wetness, and squishiness around his members. A shot of pre from both of them made any attempt to free himself impossible, as he had to try quite hard to keep from spilling his load right then and there...

19:19 Gyro Feather could trace the bulges that Dragon's shafts make in his throat as the push down beneath his bright pink feathers towards teh blue spotted stomach below. Each inch foward drags a little more of the intensly tight flesh across the sensitive shaft and tip all at once, while rolling swallows slide over it in pressing ripples. He can feel the cocks twitching within his gullet as the drizzle their pre, though he's far from done. Grasping at the hands, he moves them beside Quoth's hips, and starts to creep further and further. As he moves up the belly his gut seems to creak with effort and a low whine escapes the bird's body. He was making progress still, but far slower than earlier.

19:24 Dragonloyal Qoth found himself now unable to do any meaningful struggling even if he wanted to, with his hands overtaken by flesh that seemed impossible to move. The snake could smell the intense breath of the gryphon at this point, causing yet another spurt of pre from his lengths, This was his end. He would no longer be a beautiful blue snake after this was all said and done. After this, he'd be gryphon ass, and a pile of undesirable broken bones and shit somewhere he would likely never be found.... And yet, part of him rejoiced in this.... He couldn't tell why... But it only excited him more, no matter how badly he wished he hated enough to think of a reason to fight....

19:29 Gyro Feather 's breath washes over Quoth as he gets to the head, but he's moving at a snails pace now, finding it increasingly more difficult to bring more of his prey inside his belly. The smell of his breath is the smell of stale...well himself as it blasts over his face. The gryphon's tongue lolls over the scales, pressing back with all theirm might. He could feel the hood growing in his gullet. Quoth is forced to watch the world disapear from within the bird's mouth with each swallow, drawing him deeper. Finally the gryphon does take that last swallow, and the tongue forces backwards. The edge of the snake's snout disapears into his gullet, but that's as far as he gets. Looking up, his meal can even see daylight with his beak open, and the stomach isnt accepting any more food. Quoth even gets to breathe the somewhat fresh air of the bird's mouth, rather than that of his stomach. "Oh...I...I cant believe I managed that....but..just...just barely."

19:34 Dragonloyal Qoth tries to slither back through the tunnel, but he can't get his body to budge.... He's angry, furious at himself, at the bird, at all of this... He was fooled into this situation, and now he was stuck cramped, unable to pass out, trapped to await the digestion of the rest of his body so that death might finally claim him. "You.... Bastard!" The snake shouted, well, he tried. The tight gullet muffled him pretty well, not to mention the limited room his mouth had for movement. He tried to move whatsoever, but nothing would budge. There was no more give to be had in the gryphon. There was no hope for any silver lining to this cloud.

19:39 Gyro Feather 's muscles, at the very least, kept flesh shifting over the eager shafts as they rolled in the belly in two definite bulges inside his gut, right where the gryphon's claws happen to lay. Gyro begins to rub at the bulges within adding to the nearly still movements that make up the rest of his for hodling the prey compactly together. Gyro could hear the steadily squelching noises of the masses moving beneath thim, but nothing Quoth can do is enough to force himself out of there. At this point, after what had most certainly taken several hours to manage down, the tingling against his scales ould start to feel more definite alon those resting at the bottom, though they'll take much longer for everything to fully be enveloped in his bile.

19:39 < Dragonloyal Qoth> (So, I think I'm going to have to stop RP for now. I just looked at the time, and I've been rping for about...

19:39 < Dragonloyal Qoth> 7 hours.)

19:40 < Gyro Feather> (hmmm...alright wanna continue this or do you wanna just have him pass out and I'll write something to finish it off?

19:40 < Gyro Feather> (err continue this later I mean

19:40 < Dragonloyal Qoth> Finisher might be best. It's close enough to the end at this point

19:41 < Dragonloyal Qoth> Start from fresh when my candle wick isn't burnt out as much XP

19:43 < Gyro Feather> (Alright, can I expect one more post or...?

23:29 Gyro Feather ignores the cries of Qoth as he settles in to take care of his large meal, which likely would take the course of very many days. Part of him wondered how long the snake would last, being able to breathe out of his mouth as he was, and only partially confined to the stomach. With a bit of effort, the gryphon finally manages to settle in to a deep sleep.

Very little changes over the course of the first day as acids slowly build up in his gut, moving towards a critical mass that will enable his body to chew away at the snake caught within him. Fortunately for Dragonloyal, he'd had that othe rmeal before, preventing him from feeling hungry as time dragged on.

By the end of the third day, his stomach was staring to feel a little less firm and full, as scale covered muscle melted away into a thick meaty soup, but even stilll, the softening form was not enough to let the rest of Quoth make its journey downwards, and, with his chest in teh crip, nor was it enough for him to pass on, leaving the snake to feel every moment of pain as his body is slowly torn to pieces within him.

On the seventh day, Qoth finally has dissolved enough that bones crack and he's forced down inwards, the rest of him left swimming in teh stomach where teh weakened snake quickly falls away tinto the deepening mush. That belly slowly rounds out over the next few days as all that is left of of the snake is churned into that soft gurlging form. Even that starts to shrink as it bleeds away through his intestines, where some of the meat is absorbed, though...with as nutrient dense as the snake was and all at one time, he was hardly able to get much of it. Intead, the rest passes on as slop into his large intestine, where its slowly kneaded and mashed into thick smelly logs.

On the tenth day, he feels an uncomfortable motion in his belly and starts to lurch, feeling a large object making its way up through his gullet, and scratching the soft flesh. The mess was about his own size, al compressed into a giant football shapped object. It spills from his beak over the course of half an hour, proppelled by his throat muscles which seek to rid itself of the waste. What sits before him is a mass of gleaming blue scales packed around a fractured and damaged skeleton of a snake, curled up and contorted on itself. A pale white skull is pressed down into the hips, while everything is wrapped in teh golden loincloth that he'd been wearing. The smell itself is awful, a reaking of bile that drips off in thick stringy goops onto the floor.

Even that was nothing compared to what was steadily building up behind his tailhole. It takes him roughly two weeks before he wakes up having to go, and in the process having put on a fair bit of extra weight. The bird still couldnt move as he lays there, though the leftovers had shifted from his gut to his abdomin, and something was pressing angrilly at his tailhole. Letting his tailhole relax, the first thick brown log stretches it incredibly wide, straining at the sphincter as it slides on through, droping onto the ground with a loud splat. The foul smell fills the air as more of it falls out with a steady splatting of brown muck, By the time Gyro's done, its taken nearly an hour to get through this ordeal. A pile nearly half the mass of Qoth's initial size sat behind him. With that, the bird chuckles and shakes his head, wandering off to enjoy himself and his new padded form.

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