Sacrificed to a Cult Bird

26 November 2018

22:49 Serilde found herself deeply embarrassed and humiliated at her current situation. She'd gotten careless...thats the only thing that there was for it. She'd let herself get ambushed by a bunch of cultists to some bird and now she found herself trussed up and sitting on a bed of steaming vegitables with a apple shoved up her beak. She could feel her chest swelling, crop laden with meat and oats, as well as her belly, while her tailhole aches from whatever they'd forced up there. Her back glistens with a heavy pour of gravy, which along with the vegitables soaks up into her feathers and glints in the early light. If not for the warmth of the freshy cooked food beneath her, she'd be chilly up on this stone alter, with narry a sight to be seen.

22:52 < Serilde> (Look at the status if you dont get it ^^;

22:56 Alistar The Hunter was out there, but there was silence for a long while before the sounds of a large powerfu gush of wind hitting large wings. A bright light flickered in the distance as a loud screech boomed from it. The closer it got, the more distinct the powerful deity phoenix became! It was heading stretch for the platform above her where it landed with a powerful thud accompanied with the scrapping of its talons to stabilize itself. It looked quietly over the meal set out for it, the cultist would live another day for they had fed the beast. The look of aggression shifted to a hungry, even kinda cute curious look with a loving 'merp', however for the trapped avian that was the sound of 'oh hey, its free food' of which she was that lable.

23:00 Serilde sees what has to be a mirage on the horizon as there's a burst of light...or perhaps its a solar flare. But then...that bright image comes into focus, revealing another gryphon shaped creature, glowing almost like a flame itself. As it lands, she can feel the powerful down draft of its wings, and sense the thud through the ground as the heavy bird lands. She's left facing him, and stares up into his eyes looking for a shred of mercy. The formel makes a couple noises of submession beneath him, casting her glance upwards hopefully. Perhaps this bird would recognize her plight and let her out of this...or at least explain her situation.

23:02 Alistar The Hunter walked around the meal slowly, inspect it before slowly moving in, smelling her slowly, and then slowly letting his tongue glide up against her side. He was tasting her and nibbling on some of the stuff laid around her, this was before he released another odd sound. At first one could guess he was confused, but soon this sound was more apparent as him realizing that this was a good meal and his next actions made that all the more apparent. He lifted himself up on to his back talons and gripped her tied feet slowly as his tongue began to slowly wrap around them, ending near her slit so he could flick at ti softly

23:06 < Serilde> (how big is alistar btw?

23:07 Serilde shudders as she feels that hot tongue poking into her sides and drawing a streak down her body to sample the complimentary flavors of gravy and vegitables merging as one, in addtion to her faint avian oils that add a complexity to the tastes. More gravy quickly drips down to replace the briefly uncolored streak while she watches, squirming in her bindings as he eats some of the vegitables. As he moves behind her, she loses track of the other creature, but the noises rumbling in his chest make her rather frightened what's to come. Suddenly her worst fears are convirmed as his tongue finds her hind paws and coils them in a long slimy tongue. Out of her tunnel drizzles a little honey from hsis touch, her lips finding themselves ever so stimulated as he moves across it, drawing a growl out from teh gryphon.

23:10 < Alistar The Hunter> (About the size of a large bear usually~

23:11 < Serilde> (Then we're about the same size here :P

23:17 Alistar The Hunter 's tongue was long and powerful, however this was going to be very slow. The phoenix loved devouring things his size and even bigger, he enjoyed the feeling of large prey and the bulge they tend ot sport. Opening his beak very wide he let his tongue wiggle against her as he tasted her oh very satisfying flavor and began to slowly draw her closer towards his beak, until those hind talons could feel his hot breath and the warm of the inside of his beak which closed around them to hold them in place. Positioning himself before he slowly began to stretch his beak open a little more to start trying to slide them in.

23:19 < Serilde> (She's ya...2m at the withers...which may or may not make her bigger htan you~ So there you go~

23:20 < Alistar The Hunter> (Alright <3 <3 <3 she is a bit large than phoenix then I think

23:22 < Serilde> (I'm sure he'll cut her down to size some, before she comes out the other end :P

23:25 Serilde 's hind paws tense and curl from teh humidity blasting down over them, before soon meeting the hot wet sensation of the drool coming down From Alistar's beak onto them. The formel give a weak kick, though tied up as she was, the formel was unable to get any real leverage int othe motion, even as the beak spreads down over her meaty legs. She could feel that tip of his tongue pressing up through her nether lips at the same time, drawing an unwated shudder of arousal from her, even as she tries to deal with his advances. All around her paws that slippery living floor plays over them, squeezing insteady rolling motion as they reach the back of his throat.

23:33 < Serilde> (booop)

23:49 Alistar The Hunter was greedy. As soon as they reached his gullet the gulping sounds began. It was first was hard to even wrap around the large talons due to the size but eventually his muscles manage to snag them. It was at this point, past the tongue exploring her nethers, she could feel herself get pulled in ever so slightly each loud and loving gulp. The feral avian was clearly enjoying himself and any bulge those hind legs caused as inch after inch they began to sink into his throat. His tongue was rough and explored deep into her the closer he got, every inch pushing his tongue another inch in.

23:50 < Serilde> (You keep saying talons, but she's pawed on the hinds :P

23:55 Serilde makes a fearful whimper as that first swallow sends a rolling motion across her hind paws, dragging her first vestiges of herself down into the depths of the hungry bird behind her. Across the smooth tray, her body slides neatly backwards when the gullet tugs on her figure, working her thin ankles into his gullet, though even those make some bulge beneath the other's firey feathers. The heat around her engulfed body is incredibly, leaving those bits inside of him sweating as the muscles caress her. THat tongue draws another heavy shudder and a gasping moan from around the apple as it forces its way deeper into her, balling up at the entrance to her cervic and spreading her wide.

00:11 Alistar The Hunter was slow but strong, each gulp pulling her in, and pulling her up his legs. He could feel her slip farther and farther into his throat, gravity helping a bit from the tray being elevated to a degree. Once his beak was wrapping around her thighs he pulled his tongue free, his hot breaths rushing past her nesters slowly. His stomach growled powerfully, she wasnt going to be coming out of the avian if she allowed herself to get devoured like this.\

00:19 Serilde didnt seem like she had much of an option, event hough she was most certainly fighting at her bindings, wiggling feircely on the platter, which half threatened to follow the gryphon on into Alistar's mightily stretchy beak, but never quite follows along with her. She can feel that creeping drooly sensation moving up over hier thighs and now that hot breath is directly against her nethers, tickling at them. Loud indesipherable protests come from teh gryphon's beak, while she pulls at her bindings, and yet no matter what she does, it seems like they arent going to come free. At this rate she was most certainly going to become this birds treat.

00:30 Alistar The Hunter , with a firm powerful hold on her in his throat, was not playing around any longer and slowly began to lift himself up on to his hind talons to let gravity truly take her. Now she was sinking straight down multiple inches a swallow. She could feel his inner walls stretch to accomidate her daunting size, however it strangely felt like his body had adapted to devouring far larger prey than him, and her weight really helped him more in the long run. In no time her hips and neathers dissapeared into his beak along with her mid section. There was very little she could even possibly do at this point except watch, maybe plead through the apple.

00:36 Serilde yelps muffledly as she feel sherslef lifted up off of the platter now, and flaps her wings as much as she can within the constaints of her bindings, causing some of her looser feathers to fall off in the commotion. After a moment, she feels a sensation of loosening around her toes, and that gives her quite the sinking feeling. She'd reached her final destination, his stomach. Even still, the rest of her had a ways to go, and as she feels thos rippling muscles squeezing tight around her, the hind legs kick and writhe, inadvertenly making more room for her to sink down between those jaws. Her toned large butt seems to provide little obstacle from teh other bird, and she takes some token comfort in the fact that his tongue can at least no longer press up between her sex, although she certainly has bigger things to worry about.

00:51 Alistar The Hunter was very pleased feeling her finally starting to wiggle her way into his stomach. He was getting excited and began to swallow harder and wiggle his body softly to try and work her inwards a bit quicker, though things slowed up since he had finally reached her main section and was working down the thickest parts of her, however with enough effort he was pushing up against her chest, his tongue playfully licking at her face and tauntingly exploring what was left. The gravity pulling her down into his stomach now that his throat had fully opened for her was forcing her down a bit quicker now, and swallowing only made this a smoother process.

00:56 Serilde 's belly puffed out into many lumpy bulges, no doubt other food that had been sacrificed to the great phoenix, by way of filling up her Prey's belly till its near bursting, adding an additional compliction to the whoel swallowing thing, and, as Alistar's tongue explores over her chest, he finds the same thing as he tastes over her crop. Down beneath the heavenly flavor of the vegitables has soaked deeply into her belly and chest feathers, making for an equisite experience upon his tongue as the flavor is replaced with thick drool. Despite her size, it seems like she manages to continue to fit down, until she can now smell his foul breath around her, and that same awful odorc arried on the saliva that drips off the tongue rolling over her beak. Oh how she longed to snap at that tongue, but that apple kept her aggression at bay. Instead she vocalizes a searies of unintelligible swears, while more of her body compressies into his hanging bulge.

01:10 Alistar The Hunter 's tongue slowly wrapped around her head multiple times and began to drag her down with his final swallows. The last she could see of the outside world was through his beak as he moved up her neck and finally began to slowly close it shut around her head before soon his muscles and dark throat took over, swallowing her down further and further slowly until she dissapeared from his beak into his throat. One of his fore talons groped the bulge in his distending gut while the other traced the bulge in his throat she was creating, he murmured very happily at the whole experience

01:16 Serilde vocalizes frantically as she feels the creeping of that beak around her head feathers, and then begins to see it as the edges of that mouth com into view, framing her last vision of the outside world. Then those jaws clack shut, casting her into a heavy darkness of terrors as she feels every squishy slick motion of his body around her and smells the overbearing scents of his body all around her. Each passing second left her gaggin on the drool leaking into her beak as she struggles for breaht in that tight tube. Even tighter though, was that steadily expanding sack she found herself curling up in, growing wider with each passing twitch of those muscles around her. She couldnt believe this was happening, and yet it was. THe sound of that impending gurgling stomach grows ever louder in his ears. Before alistar remains the silver platter she'd been offered up on, still filled with gravy and vegitables, as well as a coupel of her feathers.

01:17 < Serilde> (If you're so inclined to add an object in here, up to you :P

01:17 < Alistar The Hunter> (I like object vore <3

01:17 < Serilde> (Course said saucer is wider than she is you know :B

01:18 < Alistar The Hunter> (Any limit to what he swallows?

01:18 < Serilde> (he's your char!

01:18 < Alistar The Hunter> (Well I dont know what yours wants to be stuffed in with :3

01:19 < Serilde> (Well I'm sure her answer is nothing, but she's just food anyways. Afaik the only thing here is that platter, but maybe there's more, idk, its your alter.)

01:21 < Alistar The Hunter> (Okie <3

01:25 Alistar The Hunter was very quick to start swallowing down the platter. It...was awkward trying to even fit it, swallowing it no less, however since the gryphon he had just devoured was not fully in his stomach she could see the vegitables and platter following her slowly. He was not full and thus went out to find more things to stuff into himself.

01:30 Serilde soon feel sthe slimy slop of cooked plants splatting down against her face, coated in drool and gravy, working to help push her ever deeper until she finally ends up forced along side the rest of her body, curled into as tight a ball as she can manage. And even that space is getting further tightened as veggies....and then a strange hard object begins to poke inwards. It seems to have half crumpled under the strenght of Alistar's throat as its forced inside, before jabbing against hte poor birb. This whole thing expands his stomach by another half, and leaves the formel trapped inside flailing aingrily. Her muscels are cramping from the terribly positioining, and her joints ache constantly from the por positioning.

01:35 Alistar The Hunter 's insides were quiet and dark as she was forced to lay there and listen to the gurgles of his stomach. However this quietness was interupted by loud moans, gulping, and finally the sounds of things sliding down. First a chair, then some small books, causing her to become far more cramped up than she was. However eventually a very beautiful blonde human woman began to slide in with her, however she seemed very pleased. From her tatoos one could assume it was a low ranking cultist who was all to eager to help stuff his gut. Soon two more follow, a petite dragoness, and a female otter. They ignore the tied up one and went straight to massaging each other, as well as kissing each other, leaving her to sulk neck deep in the stomach fluids

01:43 Serilde was not only listening to those, and the steady thumping and breathing of the creature all around him, but he was actually experiencing the gurgles as they work the tingling acidic fluids that fill the dhamber into his fur and feathers, working to melt her feathers off and expose the flesh beneath to the greedy juices. The books themselves grind painfully against her form, woking to tear feathers out, along with the bent up silver platter. SHe's surprised to suddenly feel three new forms up next to her after a couple of gulp,s, though there's no way for the formel to really identify what they are in the dark. Still it sounds quite lewd next to her, and she regards this situation with incredulity. As time passes feathers and fur melt away revealing angry read painful patches beneath her coat, While the keritainous feathers and fur float all around them.

01:46 Alistar The Hunter makes sure over time the only other things to join them is two more of the cultist and a few other random items like jewels, more books, and someones ceremonial chimes. After that the juices began to really start taking over, pushing everyone down and under as his stomach began squeezing hard and crushing everything slowly, gurgling loudly as it began to really start churning.

01:54 Serilde 's body felt like ti was on fire throughout next of the little while as the her predator continues to snack, forcing more of the icky muck of the stomach into her body as the room in teh stomach is displaced. She can feel it occasionally flowing into her beak now, around the apple and stinging at her tongue with its biting fluids. She's naked and sores are opened up all over her figure, made worse by the pressing of the other foods scraping against her. Especially in her extremities, bones were showing through. It comes as some mercy as that stomach starts to pick up in activity, squeezing donw on her form, and pressing her beneath the fluids. Even still, she reflexively struggles to find lifhe as its crushed out of her by that mighty belly. Finally, she takes an ingulp of liquids, spasms, and passes out, just another bit of meat to stew in that belly.

01:55 < Serilde> (Hmmm all those objects, (jewels, silver platter, feathers, fur, scales, bones, books, clothing and chimes,) are sure to make a nice splat in the end I bet~~ Looking forward to that release~

01:56 Alistar The Hunter 's stomach turning pratically into a grinder for all those lovely foods, of which a stomach that the cultist began to worship along with his erected member, destroying them into something more digestable. While the chair and platter werent exactly going to go down easy the rest began to be digested and pushed through his system.
All the food and nonfood alike slowly turns into a soup over the course of the next day or so, and steadily empties out from the stomach to push into the intestines. Some of the larger bones, as well as the splintered chair and the mangled platter are likely to cause some discomfort as they all travel through the greedy little creature, but nature has a way of dealing with it all. Eventuallly the whole mass solidifies and forms a bulbous mass beneaht his tail, not too terribly much smaller than everything he'd consumed previously, save for what whas not fat on the birbs hips. The whole thing presses urgently, begging for immidiate release.

Alistar was perched on rock not far from the altar used for sacrafices went he felt this need. He landed quickly and slowly lifted his tail feathers, happily sighing as he felt his hole spread wide open for a very unique log of avian scat to start pushing out, wood chips, bones, just useless memories of what he declared food. Soon all of it just rancid shit on the ground as it all plopped out. A few bits here ad there and a few bones and he was empty with it all splatted on the ground, no longer his problem~