Christmas Lights Tied

25 December 2018

17:49 < GyroFeather> I just got back from skiing and I'm so exhausted its put me in amood as I do xP

17:49 < GyroFeather> A boozy birb is really easy to catch I think :B

17:49 < GyroFeather> Maybe if I promise them more christmas wine in my crop :B

17:57 < Blueshift> You sure? I thought I was supposed to eat someone for Voremas?

17:57 < GyroFeather> Well that could happen too :B

17:58 GyroFeather had agreed to help a cute bluejay gryphon with the task of putting up the christmas lights this year, and everything was going quite swell. Blue's house looks absolutely marvelous at first anyways, and as Gyro is getting close to finishing up, he slips on the roof. His wings flare out quickly to catch the wind, but it does nothing to slow his far as instead his leg gets caught in one of the strands of christmas lights, which were on and glowing. As he flails around trying to get himself free, howerver, he ends up getting himself even more tangled, until after a few moments of struggling his suspended form finally hits the ground below, trailing lights behind him, and completely wrapped in the glowing strand. "B-blue!" He calls out, knowing that th eother bird was home, though not knowing what she was up to.

17:58 < Blueshift> Unless you wanna do a proper rp.

18:00 Blueshift stepped out upon hearing a commotion and a call of her name. She had a glass of pink fluid in one claw as she slightly stumbled her way over. She took a few moments to look him over in his tangled state, giggling quietly. "Are you okay, there?"

18:02 GyroFeather 's head is still swimming from teh fall, but he still manages to swivel himself over to her and gives a slight nod. He feels a little bruised and beat up, but nothing broken. "I uhh...fell off the roof. The christmas lights slowed my fall...but I think I"ll need a littel help getting myself out of them."

18:07 Blueshift walks closer and looks at him a bit more before shaking her head a bit. "No, no, that won't do at all. You look like you need a nice warm place to relax for a while. Allow me to help you." She downs the rest of her glass and sets it down before sitting next to him, giving him a sort of lazy, sloppy massage. It was clear she had a bit too much to drink.

18:12 GyroFeather nods emphatically at her suggestion and flicks his tail back and forth waiting for her to help. "Yes, I very much would like a nice place to warm up, this snow is frankly a little chilly and if I could just come inside..." he says, before suddenly feeling her claws on his feathers. He tenses up at first and then feels himself relaxing, though his shivering muscles keep his body sktill fairly tight. "Soo....about those lights..."

18:24 < GyroFeather> (boop

18:29 Blueshift giggles and blushes a bit as she moves her head down to his paws, licking them a bit to tease him. "You'll go inside alright~ I bet a sexy predator like you has been naughty, huh?~" She nibbled on a paw teasingly, saliva soaking into his fur.

18:34 GyroFeather 's hind legs were the most tangled of the bunch, with the strand of christmas lights coming up off of them like a long glowing tail that extended another 10 feet to the outlet, casting multicolored glow across both Gyro's and Blue's coat. When he feels the tongue against his paws, he cant help but to giggle an dkick out a little , pushing it between her beak and letting the warm saltly earthy taste spill over onto her tongue. The bird smirks a little at her comment and gives a shake of his head. "I'm always a good birdy~"

18:44 < GyroFeather> (Boop

18:50 Blueshift grabs his thighs and pulls him closer. She teases his lower belly a bit with a smirk. "Maybe good to you, but what about your meals?~ I'm sure you snatched up some pore ponies that weren't too happy about being blue jay fat~ Erm... Peacock fat. I guess it doesn't matter which~" *She nibbled his paws more as she got a good taste of him.*

18:53 < GyroFeather> (You're gonna have to start at the head probably 😛

18:53 < Blueshift> (Darn~)

18:54 < GyroFeather> (That'll give you more time to play with his paws though :B

18:55 GyroFeather shifts around in the cool snow as she tugs on his body, seeming not to actually be working to get him free of the lights. He can feel her hot breath blasting down over his sensitive paw beans, which he flexes in response. "Heh well...thats just nature taking its course. That doesnt make me naughty to do what I'm supposed to do~" He says with a chuckle. "And sounds like you've participated in plenty of that sort of thing too."

19:00 Blueshift moves around to his other end and yawns right in front of him, giving him a nice view of the inside of her beak. A nice view of where he was going. "Just because I have an expanding collection of plushies, doesn't mean I can't help deal with naughty gryphons~" She gave hum a bit of a hug and licked his beak teasingly.

19:06 GyroFeather raises an eyebrow as the gryphon seems to be a little tired before him, opening her jaws wide where he can see deep into her gullet. Little droplets of drool come down from the top of her beak to splat upon her tongue, while everything inside quivers with life and excitement. He makes a face still as the smell of her alcohol tainted fruit breath is force dinto his nostrils as she speaks. "Well....if you wanna deal with this naughty gryphon...I dont think I'd mind at all~ We should be naughty together~" He opines, thinking she might mean to be lewd with him.

19:19 < GyroFeather> (bloop!

19:23 Blueshift licks his beak again and shakes her head. "Maybe some other time. I'm sure you'll be much softer, then~ Much more willing to just relax in my bed and let me snuggle you. Then again... I dunno how willing a plushie can be~" And with that, she pushed his head into her beak, covering his face with warm, darkness, and slippery saliva. Her breath still smelled quite heavily of wine, but at least her beak didn't stink of normal bad breath.

19:28 GyroFeather raises an eyebrow at the other bird as he feels her tongue trace across his flavorless beak a second time. Then, as she finishes speaking, his eyes go wide with understanding, just in time to watch as that beak darts forward and seals itself around his face, giving him an even closer view than before of th einside of her body. "I-I'm alreayd plenty willing to snuggle you!" He protests, as his beak is forced against the arch of her throat. The green light of the one light that extends forward this far illuminates the greedy red flesh in a bright green glow, showing off every motion of her tongue as it curls around him. The fruity drool seeps into his head feathers, matting them down and pullling off his own fruity flavor, while he flails inside of her.

19:28 < GyroFeather> (Wonder if her glass of wine might compliment his taste poured on him 😛

19:29 < Blueshift> (Dunno, but she downed it like she's about to down him~)

19:29 < Blueshift> (I'll be right back. I gotta pee and I wanna check on dinner.)

19:29 < Blueshift> (You can help me with at least one of those, but I doubt you're into pee stuff, too. :p)

19:30 < GyroFeather> (I'm not against it either, just do what you like 😛

19:30 < Blueshift> (Oh my. Delightful~)

19:31 < Blueshift> (But I'll have to be right back IRL. I'm about to wet me pants and I'm kinda sitting on my bed, so.... I don't need to do that here. -w-)

19:41 < GyroFeather> (My only constraint on that is that I personally wont drink it.

19:42 < GyroFeather> (But otherwise you can do whatever you like 😛

19:42 < Blueshift> (That's fiiine. But someone's being a bit dominant and told me not to go to the bathroom yet, so I might be a moment~)

19:52 < GyroFeather> (blluuuuuuuu

19:57 Blueshift doesn't do much in the way of hesitating. Her claws grope his rump so she can pull him upward and into her beak. She starts to swallow, giving him a good place to listen to the greedy gulps and shlicks of her throat. She lets out a throaty hum around his beak as it gets sucked down into the warm tunnel that is her throat, and what he may see as his doom.

20:02 GyroFeather watches with horror as the front of that throat opens up wide before him and then the tongue lifts up and propels him backwards in one heavy gulp, pulling the rest of his head between her beak. He tenses from the talons on his bugg and wiggles around, trying to pull free from the colorful bindings that surround him. Instead he's stuck there, forced deeper by the loud gulps echoing in his ear, sending drool across his face. "B-blue! Spit me up!"

20:12 Blueshift ignores his demand, especially since he's never given her a reason to call him a master. She swallows and gulps more, his head slipping into his throat and her beak starting to poke the small of his back. She pushes hard to get his shoulders in and then relaxes a bit to just enjoy her meal, ignoring the lights for the time being.

20:16 GyroFeather was certainly well tanlged in the lights too. At this rate, there would be no way for her to get him free before the powers of digestion loosened things up, that is unless she coughed him out. Good thing the lights were outdoor ones, and didnt seem to be causing the gryphon any issues as they travel down her gullet. Small little blips can be seen beneath her neck feathers showing the location of each light on the strand. His figure bulges out in her neck, showing off his smooth form, while the smell of her wine grows al the stronger. Words continue to come out in panic.

20:29 Blueshift listened to the sounds of her gulps and her soft purring as she continued to devour the gryphon that was helping her to put up lights. She rolls onto her back, ignoring the cold of the snow as the new position made it easier to stuff her meal further into her beak. She rubbed at the bulge in her throat as she thought about the almost therapeutic process of turning a meal into a plushie, and all the fun she's going to have with it afterward.

20:33 GyroFeather was forced to roll as well as the twist of the bird's jaws around his shoulders pressed him onto his back, putting the once dry portion deep in the wet cold ground, while his front half is left shivering, a very strange contract to the sweltering heat of her core all around his figure past her beak, a portion that was steadily growing with each new swallow. Both sets of shoulders are curling down her throat when his beak reaches her crop where he finds a pool of her wine resting for ints journey inward, and he gets a beak full of the sweet fluid, diluted with her drool.

20:44 Blueshift lifts him up and tilts her head back to let gravity help a bit, quickly sliding half of the gryphon down her throat. She hummed louder as she thought about just how good she was getting at the whole process of eating live prey. She gave him a little bit of a spank, his whole head being forced into her crop by the sudden shock of motion. Once his beak and head are in, the tight ring around the entrance seems to give up keeping anything out of her crop, especially since it only needs to keep things in.

20:49 GyroFeather lashes his tail and kicks his hind legs out in an attempt to unbalance the other gryphon, as that's about the only level of protest he can manage to do, bound as he is and unable to get free. That heat creeps up even more rapidly now, espeically as a painful stining on his butt presses his head and neck into her chest. She's past the point of his feathers on his body now, down replaced instead with soft fuzz that coats his body from here on out, save for his wings. His beak is putting a fairly good presure on her crop too as more of his figure works down into her chest.

21:00 Blueshift starts to try standing back up as she moves her claws to his paws, pushing harder to get him down quickly. It's not that she's concerned with being seen, no she didn't care about that at all. She was simply getting cold, and wanted to deal with her meal as quickly as possible so she could go inside.

21:07 GyroFeather tries to loosen up as he feels her pressing on his paws, hoping that she'd find no force ot push him inside, but not even that works, as another couple good thrusts and the bird slips entirely between her jaws, save for the tip of his tail, and the long strand of christmas lights that link him too the roof. Inside her crop he finds thinks growing increasingly cramped as he's forced inside, curled into a tight ball. Lights glow all around him, some of them even visible outside of blue as they light up his perdicament.

21:07 < GyroFeather> (She can certainly get inside to the warmth, even without dealing with the lights 😛 though one or two may break in teh door closing

21:17 < GyroFeather> (booooooop

21:22 < GyroFeather> (bluuuuu

21:22 < Blueshift> (Sorry)

21:25 Blueshift slurps up his tail like a noodle and swallows it down before she clamps her beak shut, slicing the cord of the light faster than it can try to shock her. She stumbles her way back to her door, especially having trouble now that she has to support two gryphons worth of weight. She shuts the door behind her and goes to her couch, flopping on her back on the soft cushions. She rubs at her belly bulge and lets out a quiet belch as things settle. "My my, you were tasty. I'm probably going to mark your plushy as special. How, though... Hm... Probably something I can smell~"

21:26 < GyroFeather> (Aww darn, I was hoping for him to get a light show as he gurgles, ah well

21:26 < Blueshift> (Sorry~)

21:27 < GyroFeather> (Hmmm could be that they're powered by magic instead of elctricity 😛 Unless you really want it dark)

21:29 < Blueshift> (They could be~)

21:34 GyroFeather soon feels the rest of him pressed forward into the crop as the rest of her body ripples around him. Even as the light strand snaps, the lights fail to turn off, as each is powered by its own built in magical power source. Inside he squirms as much as he can, though the bindings mange to keep him quite tangled up as he feels the predator move her way over. His weight settles on her chest as he's jostled around from her motions, while he presses back out against her gentle rubbings. "Th-there's no need to do anything like that," he protests as a belch drowns out most of his words. "I-I' dont want to be food!"

23:45 < Blueshift> Hmmm

23:49 < GyroFeather> its your post~

23:49 < GyroFeather> just dont wanna wait so long it goes stale on ya

23:53 Blueshift gives her belly a gentle pat and a soft rub, trying to comfort the gryphon inside of it. "Now now... Don't you think I'll look nice with bigger hips? Think of it as helping me out in the best way possible, not as being food." Her voice had a good hint of arousal to it, but she didn't act on those feelings. Instead, she just hugged the bulge in her gut and then relaxed, purring with delight. "To think, all the others you ate... Might as well have just fed them to me. I'm sure they would all be delightful additions to my plushie collection."

23:58 GyroFeather wiggles about inside of there as he is curled up against himselves, watching the squirming of the walls all around him, causing th elight to shift and dazzle with each passing moment. "B-but what about the lights...dont you want me to finish putting htem up?" He asks hopefully, thought hat rising edge in her voice is enough to give him even more worry that he's about to take a plunge more forward rather than backwards out of her beak.

00:02 Blueshift giggles and stretches out a bit on the couch, getting comfortable. "You were nearly done anyway. I'm sure I can finish up myself. I need to buy a new length of lights anyway." He felt himself get squeezed downward slowly towards her belly, a slight tingle already reaching his back. "Besides... I'm too drunk and horny to be worried about that now. Let's talk more about you being all mine." Towards the end, her voice took on a confident, dominant tone. Almost like it was a command rather than a request.

00:08 GyroFeather clenches his beak down at that comment, especially as he feels her starting to instead let him slip deeper inside. He squirms in the grip of her crop and walls beyond, but he continues to press deeper, back first, until that breaks into her stomach, where her belly, already full of something tingles against his figure. ALl around him he can smell th eheavy scent of wine, growing all the more powerful as he starts to dive inside. "I-I could be yours otherwise too!"

00:18 < GyroFeather> (boop

00:23 Blueshift lets out a curious hum as her foggy mind ponders. "How so? I couldn't add you to my plushie collection otherwise. Did you even know about that aspect of each of my prized plushes? Every one of them is a meal that I've had. Every meal that I've had is one of them. It lets me keep a record, as well as continue to enjoy the more... Eager ones. I swear, you might be the first I haven't boned before eating." The scent of wine drowns out most of the other smells from her belly. The air in her belly is especially warm, almost like being a bit too close to a camp fire.

00:28 GyroFeather feels more of him being pushed into that stomach with a couple more squeezes of her body, until all of him splashes inside that tight chamber, where he can feel himself surrounded in a hot bath. The fumes of the alcohol start to mess with his head as well as he absorbs some of them up through his lungs. "T-thats uhh....creepy, really! ANd...I'd have stayed with you as a friend...you know..." he protests, feeing himself starting to itch within that gut.

00:31 Blueshift stops purring and gives her belly a little punch, bonking him in the head through the squishy wall. "Oi, what did YOU turn all YOUR meals into? Piles of shit? That's no way to respect someone. At least my method lets me remember exactly which one was who." With that, she presses on him to make him slip down faster. It doesn't take long for all of him to be out of her crop and in her stomach, where the fluids start to soften him up.

00:35 GyroFeather winces as he feels the claw slap him hard through the outside of the stomach, cushioning hte blow only slightly. "I mean...that and pellets. I kept some of them...Its not really the case that eating them respects them in any way anyways. You're already declaring them as no better than food," gyro protests even further. He struggles against the press of her body until he spills through the bottom, left to cough in the sack that he now fleshes out beneath her body.

00:44 < GyroFeather> (boooop

00:50 < Blueshift> (You don't need to keep booping.)

00:51 < GyroFeather> (alright...just wanted to make sure you hadnt missed a post is all

00:51 < GyroFeather> (I usually wait 10 before poking

00:55 Blueshift grumbles quietly, but it's mostly drowned out by a gurgling noise from around her meal. "I'm not declaring you food. I'm declaring you ass fat. I doubt my lazy ass has even worked off one of my meals, fully. Funny just how easy it was to catch a seasoned predator like yourself, even. So little resistance. It's like you wanted to be food. Then, with your standards... It's like you WANTED to be a pellet. Too bad I like to keep a good, cuddly memento." As if fueled by her frustration, the muscles around him started to churn and squeeze hard enough to be noticeable now. His body was almost starting to feel like clay. He was probably even curled up much more tightly than he should have been thanks to the constant softening. The light gleamed off his feathers as they had been smoothed down into goo, giving a good view of his crotch as it was processed.

01:01 GyroFeather 's ears are left ringing as she begins to sound her frustration towards him, along with the loud growling and squelching of the fluids around him in that belly. He winces at each of her words, shaking his ehad in fear and frustration, though he knows at this point there's nothing left for him to do but to melt away inside of her...not like she could cough him up even if she watned to now. He moves around in that stomach, fighting around the walls as they clench in on them. HIs fur and feathers are starting to fall on out of his body, leaving naked softening skin tahts starting to turn into mush before his very eyes. Each squeeze causes a painful sensation along his body until one of his bones crunches, drawing a yelp from her bird. "N-no, I didnt, I didnt even mean to fall like that...your damn lights..."

01:11 Blueshift hits her belly again and lets out a little grunt. "I'm not talking about the lights. Even when I ate you, the one thing you had left was so barely used. You didn't try to call for help, and you've barely begged at all. Besides... It's how I'd want to go. Nice and warm in the closest embrace possible... Getting to at least carry on as something else, even if I might not get to experience it. You should count yourself lucky even. Coulda landed on your head when you fell..." She pushed her beak against her belly and spoke with a bit of a growl. "And I know you'll last surprisingly long in there... So if you still think it's creepy for me to make you into a plush, then I'm going to keep squeezing and breaking things until you apologize."

01:16 GyroFeather winces as he feels that blow travel through her gut and hit him squarely in the ribs. WIth a whine, the gryphon shifts around in there, even as he's been rendered free of all his feathers and fur, left as a deepining red figure as the acids start into his skin, leaving him tingling and burning all over, especially in his crotch. To make matters worse, he can see the process taking place all around him now as the walls of the belly clench and shatter another bone. "Ghahhhh!" He calls out, wincing in pain from that. "Who was I supposed to call out to...you've no neighbors...and it was so fast..." he argues back in mounting frustration.

01:24 Blueshift gives him a good squeeze, breaking a couple of things in the process. "I do have neighbors, though. Besides, if you were desperate you would have tried anyway. Now are you going to apologize or am I going to have to piss all over your plushie once a month just so I know you were an irritating meal?" She rolls up off the couch, making her belly shift around him, the juices stirring up even more and speeding up his demise. Blueshift starts to let out a sigh to try to calm herself, but it gets interrupted with a quiet burp. "I just mean that you're not exactly begging to go free. I can't blame you too much, though." She starts to massage her belly, sort of rubbing her back through the squishy wall, adding to the kneading of her belly muscles.

10:15 GyroFeather can feel the strange sensation of himself losing his form even more inside of the bird, making it ever harder to push out within her against the walls. "H-hey! I do want to get out! Really! I'll cuddle you better than any plushy!" He calls out at her. He can feel the bindings around him loosesning as his form seems to weaken. It itches and tingles, and all around him he seem sto be turning into a slimy goop.

10:28 Blueshift pats his head through her belly. "I dunno... At this point, I'm not sure what would happen if I spit you out." She stretched out a bit and yawned before letting herself just sink into the couch. His softening form gets squeezed into a more rounded shape as her belly kneads his practically clay-like body. She lets out a belch and giggles quietly. "Pardon me. I do enjoy that part of having prey, oddly..."

10:32 GyroFeather didnt have much form left inside of her now as he's slowly churning into liquid, losing shape and pooling into a round sludge that used to be his body. He tries to respond to her, but his jaw isnt really working inside of her. Its getting harder to move too, and, as she belches, the stomach contracts entirely around him. The gryphon lasts only a short while longer before he passes out inside the gryphon, and his form is slwoly rendered into a soup to flow through her intestines and out the other end.

10:39 Blueshift slowly dozes off as he finishes melting down, leaving her body to move the gryphon soup lower to be slowly processed over night. When she wakes up the next day, the bulge in her belly is for the most part gone, and she gives herself a few rubs and squeezes to see how he added to her form. "Eugh... I'm gonna be a blueberry if I keep eating people like this..." She roll off the couch and goes about her morning business, such as peeing out all the hydration she got from her meal and making herself a less some breakfast. When all that is done, she heads to the bathroom and plops her rump down on the toilet with a little sigh.

10:45 < GyroFeather> (what a wonderful pellet and splat he'll make~

10:45 Blueshift starts to relax her tail hole to let everything that went down fall out into the toilet. She can't help but let out a soft moan at the relief as her insides empty, feeling herself get a bit lighter with each plop and splash from the lumps that used to be Gyro. When the flow finally stops, she gets up off the toilet and gives her rump a good wipe before flushing everything down. Then, she heads over to the sink and washes her claws before she starts to cough up the rest of her meal's remains, having completely forgotten about that part before eating breakfast. "Ack. Dammit, that was a waste of a muffin." She cleans up the lumps of fur, feathers, and bone, separating the bones from the fluff and putting them in a neat pile on a cloth. Then, she picks out the most suitable bone for a bit of fun and flutters over to the shower.

10:51 Blueshift turns on the water and gets herself nice and wet before lying on the floor of the tub. She starts to tease herself with the little piece of Gyro and giggles to herself. "Guess this will be the list time you get to bone someone. Well, I'll probably have fun with your plushie, but... A real part of you gets to do it, this time..." She slowly presses it into herself and then proceeds to spend a good half hour pleasuring herself. When she finally stops teasing herself and lets herself go over the edge, she gets up and starts to properly clean off. After drying off and on her way out of the bathroom, she tosses the bone into the pile. She goes back to the kitchen and gets another muffin before she heads off to town to gather some supplies while the bones and fluff dry.

10:52 < GyroFeather> (mmmmphh hot~~

10:57 Blueshift comes home after a couple of hours of shopping, carrying some cloth and stuffing. She grabs the bones and fluff and bring them to her sewing area, where she starts to cut the fabric into the proper patterns and stitch them together where needed. After some time, she gets the mostly done with the cloth, slipping bones, fluff, and stuffing in where needed before sewing everything shut. She looks the Gyro plushie over a bit to make sure it's nice and sound before she takes it to her room, setting it on her bed. She looks at the plushie of the Avali she ate and says, "Sorry, but I need to snuggle test my new plushie. You'll have to sit aside tonight." She gives her favorite plushie a pat on its cloth head before she leaves her collection to themselves and goes to spend the day cooking. As if she needs more food...