A Fish in the Market

12 October 2018

23:30 SilverScale was in town for the first time in a long time, gathering some supplies he couldn’t usually get in the forest, his travelling cloak concealing his body for the most part as he swayed his full feminine hips... Silver looked through the stalls in the markets as he wandered through~

23:36 GyroTech had snuck out of the inner courtyard in his place in Canterlot to have some fun with the commoners in the market. The mischevious little unicorn darted around, wreaking little bits of mischeif like causing fruit to fall off the cart and setting small fires. He even twisted a couple forks into rings. The small unicorn notices Night's concealed form though,a nd tugs the cloak off of him in a green haze of magic, giggling al the while as light falls upon the unusual pony.

23:36 < GyroTech> (You know what I also like doing sometimes? 😛 Micro pred)

23:37 < SilverScale> (Hot)

23:39 SilverScale gasped and his form shone a bit brilliantly in the sunlight his jewelry on display as he blinked adjusting his eyes to the sunlight, his scales looking just as his name implied, silver flecks amongst his coat as he stood practically in the buff now. He hoped he had not gotten too much attention!*

23:39 < SilverScale> (Still like humiliating ends for your prey? .///. )

23:40 < GyroTech> (Of course~

23:43 < SilverScale> ❤ )

23:45 GyroTech was certainly going to make sure that the really strange looking mutant pony got plenty of attention if he stayed out in the middle of the market as he wanders up to them. "Why do you have scales over yourself mister? You're like no pony I've ever seen, are you a monster?" The ucniorn asks in a loud enough voice to draw some attention.

23:49 SilverScale looked confused and tilted his head “monster? Like the thing from foalstales? No. Not from around here. A kelpie.” He said in a smooth effeminate voice... the sound of it was intoxicating to any within earshot... he looked around and then back to the child “are you lost little one?”

23:53 < SilverScale> (Its okay if you arent feeling up to it hon)

23:55 < GyroTech> (no I'm fine!

23:57 GyroTech frowns at the creature and looks at him up and down, swishing his tail. "A kelpie? Arent those things supposed to eat other ponies? I cant believe they'd let one of you in here with the rest of the town. You should be outside liek teh stripeys!" The unicorn declares, throwing a slur in for good measure.

23:57 < GyroTech> (He's not gonna eat him in sight, I was hopeing to drive him to an alley

23:57 < SilverScale> Oooh )

00:00 SilverScale blinks at looks like one would when eating something sour, raising a brow “We eat fish yes but not ponies.” He said as he turned and collected his cloak~ letting his tail sway as he wander out of the market area “Though Im sure many do hear stories and tall tales.” The way he wandered he hadn’t been trying to show how flustered he was at such an accusation, and he made a wrong turn... lost now. One of the less populated streets... he noticed it ended in a dead end and sighed turning around to leave the alleyway.

00:03 GyroTech follows behind the stallion as he heads on off, continuing to heckle him the entire time like the mean spirited kid he is. "h huh...sure you dont. We all know what they say, you lure little fillies in, and drown them...and then eat their bodies," he accues, narrowing his eyes. The little colt is standing directly in his way as he turns, when suddenly a tingling glow wraps around his snout. "I wonder what its liek to eat a horse...like you do," he muses aloud, before stepping forward and licking his muzzle.

00:04 < SilverScale> (Whos snout?)

00:04 < GyroTech> (Yourse!

00:05 SilverScale opened his muzzle to reply as he felt that magic engulfing his snout and he pawed at his face a bit, almost as it trying to wipe it off “we don’t eat fillies... wh...where are your parents?” He asked again more sternly, looking down to the little colt now... narrowing his own eyes.

00:07 GyroTech chuckles at the horse and shakes his head with a grin ucross his muzzle. "Uh uh uh, I'm not telling you anything, you monster. I know the tales you're just trying to trick me!" He accues, and then extends the glowing field to encompass the front legs as well. The colt contemplates the fish pone's flavor for a moment, before deciding in its favor. He goes in for an even longer lick this time.

00:11 SilverScale squirmed at the lick and shook his head a bit whining and fussing. “What do you think you’re doing!?” He said trying to back away from that little colt. Tugging at the magic as it got even more around his body.

00:15 GyroTech grins wide, breathing out some of his hot breath across the other's face, smelling of stale drool, and then says, matter of factly. "I'm going to eat you, like you wat other ponies. If you can do it, then a nomble like me can surely manage!" He says, triumpahntly. His magical grip is tight, preventing the creature from pulling away from his mouth as it slowly ywanws open wider.

00:17 SilverScale blinked... there was no way a filly could swallow him... even an adult pony couldn’t! Ponies eating other ponies was an old mares tale after all right...? He hoped though as he saw that mouth go wider and wider his confidence waned “w-wait you cant be serious!”

00:19 GyroTech merely answers his question by pressing his muzzle forward, slipping it around the nose of the other stallion's head and working his won neck back and forth to cause the lips and jaws to strain open wider and wider as he accepts in the tip. Hot drool runs down through his fur and towards his chin, leaving him growing more slippery by the second, while Gyro's jaws ached. His teeth dug into the other's muzzle, as the mouth slides upwards towards the eyes.

00:21 SilverScale let out a whine and tried to scream or call out for help, nothing escaping that colts maw, or his own closed mouth, muffled so badly it couldnt be heard~ he tried to tug back but the magic was too tight... his hips swayed as he tried to backpedal falling onto his rump!

00:24 GyroTech lets out a little half yelp as the kelpie tumbles onto his butt, lifting the poor colt up into the air. THe new weight of gravity causes his jaws to stretch open wider and wider, causing a sensation of pain in his jaws as he creeps downwards. His vision goes dark as the incredibly tight tube slides up over his eyes, while his muzzle preses at the bakc of the kids throat. Suddenly, there's a slight swallow and he's drawn a little deeper inside.

00:27 SilverScale let out another muffled cry and squirmed on his haunches pawing futiley at the colt wrapped around his head, breathing rather difficult in such a tight space...! Though he could go a while without air...

00:30 GyroTech 's warm flesh creeps up over his muzzle as the colt continues to swallow, managing to somehow fit that pony's entire head between his jaws, with his lips curled around his neck. Hot saliva bathes the scales while the muscles in the throat roll in steady ripples across the kelpy's head as he's drawn in a large lump, ever closer towards the core of the pony.

00:33 SilverScale thrashed as best her could the throat too tight to fight against as he felt his shoulders popping and dislocating... slowly being drawn into that maw...

00:35 GyroTech slides down further along the pony's body, creeping with his magical grip down every few inches as he needs to, while the snout of th epony begins to poke into his sotmach where a foul scent of digesting kale and cake fills his mind.

00:36 SilverScale couldnt do too much to thrash though his struggles weakened with that awful stench... the mess covering his head as it entered the gut!

00:39 GyroTech feels his stomach bulging out as the fish pony's head slips on through the pool in the stomach to come out in the other side. Gyro's jaws wwere aching now fromt eh stretch, but he presses ever onward, forming a tight package around his tasty treat as it creeps inside. Jaws slide over teh pony's barrel to reach his belly now, forcing him to curl up deep inside.

00:41 < SilverScale> Im starting to pass out.., can we finish it tommorow? )

00:41 < GyroTech> (Sure

20:02 < GyroTech> (niiip~

15:47 SilverScale thrashed feeling his head hit that pool, still in disbelief but his survival instincts were kicking in hard! The kelpie continued to try and back up, despite his current situation, not much more the kelpie could do after all!

15:59 GyroTech gulps greedily around the pony, even as tears start to form in his eyes from the pain of stretching his jaws and his gut out. HOoves trace over the bulges forming inside his belly, able to tell the different body parts of the kelpy as he fills him out. The horse's breath now is close enought aht Night can feel the breath on his crotch, while Gyro continues to feel the scratchy grip of Night's clothing compressed inside his throat.

16:02 SilverScale tried his best to move his hooves starting to ache and creak a bit as he filled into that gut, his body being compressed and forced into an extremely tight ball... almost every feature of his visible...~

16:04 GyroTech 's tongue curls up beneath Night's butt now, pressing the cloak against the sheath hidden within, while the unicorn takes another swallow. Then, with a couple more quick gulps in sucession, the tail and hooves disapear into that greedy gullet, forming a bulge which gyro follows down with his hooves, letting out a low groan in the process.

16:14 SilverScale eventually curled up tight within, his breathing hurt his ribs, his legs pressed into himself, he wanted to scream for help, to thrash, but there was simply no room... his twitches simply made that belly bounce.

16:22 GyroTech whines as he feels his gut shift with the motions of the prey inside of him, one that presses down on the ground and lifts him up off of his forelegs, rocked back to where only his hinds touched the ground. "Ugh...how...how do you do it...its soooo big..." He mumbles at the avali. Inside the juices slowly slosh against his coat, massaging into the fishy flesh, and growing deeper around him.

16:24 SilverScale gave a few more twitches, panting as the air grew staler around him, he squeezed his eyes shut tight as he tried desperately to press out, the liquids sloshing on him made him let out a whine.

16:28 GyroTech 's belly slowly secretes more juices, filling up around his large bulging meal until he's completely submerged, though likely for a kelpie this just means the harsh acids are running over his gills instead of breathing teh stale air all around him. The juices tingle and burn at his flesh as it slowly tries to work him into mush. "Ugh...I dont wanna be a kelpie if its liek this..."
Soon enough the twitching and movements were dying down within him as his body came apart, taking their sweet time as not only was the pony young... but this was likely his first meal like this.

16:50 GyroTech whines and groans for a long time as he finds himself left in the alley, which mercifully the only ones who find him back there are his parents. They give him a stern talking to about his actions, but dont report him, instead choosing to ferry him home before anyone notices what's happened. It wouldnt reflect well on the family after all, and it was likely just some peasant. So there he lay, exiled to his bedroom as his gut slowly churns around the poor little treat, working to strip it of its nutrients. The belly slowly softens as beat comes seperated from bones, and his cartiligous structure starts to collapse in on itself. Fur and scale float around unharmbed by the processes of his belly as it looses form.
The small foal slept for many hours, feeling his stomach grow smaller and smaller of the course of his entire weekend...and its not until sunday night that he starts to recover. Dammit...he even has school the next day, a whole weekend wasted. But finally, he feels an uncomfortable sensation right against under his tail and makes his way over ot the bathroom. Squatting over the commode, he relaxes that puffy ring till a dark brown log starts to crown out, and lower down, keeping toegether despite its heavy weight. Finally, near to the water it tears off and lands with a splash in the liquid. More and more of the muck comes free after that, as his abdomin starts to grow tighter to his form. He presses down with his diaphram, grunting as log after log tumbles free, growing to be quite a heaping pile beneath him. The porciline was made to be foal sized...and now with him depositing something that is more than his own weight into it, the brown fecaes start to spill over the edge onto the ground by the time he's done. Sighing, he rings the bell for the servants and walks out of there, leaving them to deal with the mess. Bones and scales litter the pile as he leaves the room, and an extra heavy layer of pudge is adorned on his middle._

17:00 < SilverScale> ❤

17:06 < GyroTech> } 3

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