Interactive Dragon Play

5 January 2019

22:23 Gyro Feather found himself at a play in a small theater. The exact nature of it was unclear, but the 'stage' would hardly be called such a thing, as instead it happened to be a setup with a walking path and multiple different stages along it. They called the whole thing an immersive interactive drama and apparently it featured a dragon quite prominently, though the rest of it was unclear in the literature. All the gryphon knew is that he stood in a small crowd of characters including a teal avali, a greyish red lizard, another gryhon over twice his height, A zebra, a unicorn, and even another dragon, who was just about as tall as the other gryphon. They all stood in the front waiting for the play to get underway to find out exactly what ll the fuss was about.

22:31 Carol_Rogers decided that she'd take her stage presence a bit more seriously than she usually does, even coming up with her own mostly-improved script to make it feel more unique. There were a lot of holes to fill in it, though. That was a job for anybody else she could invite onstage throughout her performance... She had the suit on, zipped up, and put the big goofy-looking dragon helmet onto her own head, giggling a bit about it as her tail swishes about. "Hehe~ My performance is gonna knock em' dead." She purred, peering offstage at the small gathering that she had stirred up tonight. Quite a lot of interesting folks out there, today! So many that could be coming onstage to help her finish it... It would all be so much fun! Finally stepping onstage properly, she would raise her claws and stomp about, letting out a cutesy roar. "Thank you all for coming here, tonight! I'm sure that things will be fun for everybody involved... especially me." She said, with a blink near the end. Her eyes seemed to change color inside that costume, and her voice got a bit deeper. Easily mistakable for acting. "So, a dragon like me needs a kingdom to terrorize... Anyone feeling up to be a peasant tonight?"

22:33 < Gyro Feather> (Dont forget your fellow actors :P)

22:33 < Carol_Rogers> (( Oh, right~ Sorry, I'm rather exhausted again tonight :U ))

22:34 < Gyro Feather> (Its fine, I'm sure they'll show up later.)

22:34 < Carol_Rogers> (( Which ones 're they, again? ))

22:34 < Gyro Feather> (Your own, idk! :P

22:34 < Gyro Feather> (I think the audience is enough for me :B

22:39 Gyro Feather , along with the fellow crowd hear the suddenly click of a light being flicked on, followed by a bright lillumination upon a creature in a green dragon constume upon the first stage, a small platform raised just a little bit off of the ground. Everyone gives a small applause when they see who the presume to be the star of the show, but as she calls out in the micless chamber, they quiet up to listen as she gives the opening welcome. The gryphon doesnt even notice the change in demeanor, though there's a small murmer from a couple who catch on. There's a small silence at first now, as the creatures glance around at each other and back at the stage, unsure if that's retorical. Finally a small zebra plods up to the start of thep latform and with a smile upon his face and a swish of his tail glinting with golden rings, he says, "Oh I suppose I will. Someone needs to be braver than the rest of these lots right?"

22:47 Carol_Rogers cackles to herself as she spots the zebra heading onstage, stepping about the platform in a great display of bravery. "Gwahaha! I knew someone would have the guts to confront a dragon head-on." She laughs, stepping back away from him a little bit. "So, you'll make a fine test for my new form of... special effects. Picture yourself as a peasant in a small village, when you suddenly hear the deafening roar of a dragon!" She growls, raising her false claws over him. "You cower in fear as he lands right before your very eyes, decimating your small abode with the single stomp of its foot!" The dragon mimics as she speaks, lifting her foot into the air before letting it crash back down. "And worst of all, he sounds awfully... Hungry..." With that final bit of plot dump, she began walking closer and closer to the zebra with a lick of her lips. Even her stomach could be heard growling. How'd she do that?

22:56 Gyro Feather watches in the crowd as the smallish zebra pounces up onto the stage as she's becconed him forward, adn then as Carol walks all the way back to the other side before standing up as tall as she can. THere are some mirrors set up on the side of the stage that really catch everyone's attention now, as they blow Carol up nice and big and shrink ruzeth down for some mundane special effects.

The zebra lets out a delibreate squawk and crouches lower to the ground as the claws raise up in the air, allowing himself to get into character as the dragon towers over him. As carrol approaches, some of the effect is lost , though there' sa crunch of twigs as her talon comes down on a small cottage next to the zebra. He mock screams in terror and covers his face as Carol approaches, a total natural, if a bit played up. "Dont eat me, mighty dragon..." he says, hearing everything rumble with her growling belly.

23:03 Carol_Rogers figured that a small meal would make for a great start, especially with a few mirrors helping to accentuate just how much larger she was. The mirrors also gave a rather embarrassingly detailed look at her figure, likely to make a few audience members blush. Still, she was far too focused on her volunteer right now to care much, towering over him and laughing to herself. "Hahaha, your words mean nothing to me! You will be naught but another log to add onto the endless bondfire of my hunger!" She roared, lunching to him and using a bit of strength to lift him right up off the ground, without much trouble. She glared deeply into his eyes as she held him there, the orange slits seeming to stare right into his soul before Carol spoke again. "...May your fertilizer be bountiful." The dragon taunts, before stuffing the zebra right into her gaping maw! It was rather hard for the audience to tell quite what was happening, though. It seemed like he was just being slipped through a special slot in the helmet part of her outfit down into her costume.

23:14 Gyro Feather watches as Carol has the crowds full attention on her performance, steadily moving owards the zebra. They're left oohing and ahhing as she starts to press him down into the suit. What a strange beginning to this play, though perhaps the plot will thicken soon after the setting is well set.

The zebra squeaks as he's manhandled up into the air, a horse who's just a litlte smaller than average and weighs less than 100 pounds. He wiggles in her grip, calling out, "No! You must release me foul creature!" Its then that the horse gets a full blast of her breath, which somehow leave him a little light headed from the stench. Then he's staring down as the bright pink gullet is illuminated, only moments before it sees the slippery insides of her gullet. Her mouth encloses against his face, smearing her foul drool while he protests though the noises are incoherent, obviously just the zebra further being into character as the first gulp seals his head into her gullet.

23:25 < Gyro Feather> (boooop

23:28 < Carol_Rogers> (( Sorry about that, distractions and all ))

23:35 Carol_Rogers began to eat that zebra... For real. Sure, the audience still mostly couldn't tell what was going on, but she was sure gorging herself on the delicious hundred-pound morsel set before her. He'd be stuffed right from the dragon's maw into the otter's, tongue dragging across his face before being shoved right down the chute with both hands, her throat swelling out to fit him in as a bulge. It was absolutely foul in there, almost comparable to a dragon with the hot breath washing over him and the warm walls and drool washing over him at any given moment. Her tongue would continue to slurp at his body, lubricating it enough to keep swallowing, throwing her head back and bringing him further and further down. The bulge of a zebra would be visible from the outside of her body, sliding further down until it would eventually finally hit the entryway to her stomach cavity at the bottom, the final resting place of all of her meals. "Mmmmm... How satisfying... <3" Very slowly, he began to squeeze through... It was impressive how much she could fit inside of her suit!

23:49 Gyro Feather oohs and ahhs along with the rest of the group as they watch the zebra slowly disapearing into the suit before them, causing a deep bulge within the scaled neck until after a minute or two, teh zebra's tail disapears too into Carol's maw and closes with a clink of teeth hitting together. They see the suit expand, but someone is quick to point out, "It looks like she's got a trap door underneath there...does he now have to watch from a new vantage point?"

Ruzeth, for that matter, has at this point decided he rather doesnt like this play as another heavy swallow draws him deper into her greedy gullet, wtih that molten saliva seeping down into his coat and running donw his chest before he's even inside. The flavor itself is like that of nutmeg and saffron together. THe zebra's hindlegs give a couple final kicks in the air ebfore he feels himself entirely consumed, though his noises dont make it beyond teh suit. The stomach wiggles with life though as he presses his hooves out, causing shifting bulges for the audience that are obviously part of the suit design. And yet, inside there, the zebra is forced to take deep breaths of the awful smelling stomach acids while the heat like a dragon's furnace leaves him sweating.

23:59 Carol_Rogers knew that the only real trapdoor would be the messy escape the zebra would make after a few digestive hours inside of that suit of hers. Shutting her teeth behind the squirming tail of the beast, the whole meal would be deposited inside of her body more than the rest of the group would ever be able to guess. He was absolutely delicious on the way down, so interesting and exotic as her tongue trailed across him the entire passage. But now, he was about to enter her stomach before too long. "Ahhhh... Well, I'd say that's about it for this zebra." The dragon taunted with a tailswish, feeling him drop into her stomach and making her suit bulge out with his first addition. Maybe she had some sort of button in the suit that made it move out like that? The squirming of her meal in there was downright lifelike. The deep gurgles of stomach acids sloshing against the meal inside only made it feel even more realistic, the tongue drooping out of the otter's mouth as she suddenly feels something kick up inside her body. She would then belch, echoing through the room as the stomach closes around her meal ever so tighter. It was already getting awfully warm in there... "Hmm... What a fantastic first meal. But I'm far from sated. Next, a dragon such as I may want to interrupt a quarrel between two warring kingdoms, helping the two meet somewhere nice and warm to settle their differences... Any volunteers?"

00:14 Gyro Feather winces as the loud belch fills the air, carrying iwth it some drool from her mouth. His eyes linger down on her belly though, the way it squirmed as so mesmerizing. He glances down the hallway towards teh next stage, wondering if they are about to slip down towards that for this mock battle. After all, he saw no props that would go with a fight here. Man, those stomach sounds had to have been recorded directly from a real dragon at that, they were sooo realistic.

Of course, RUzeth knew the reason they were as such, as the walls contract around him, smearing the otter's ooze into his body and leaving him starting to tingle all over. He calls out, kicks on the walls, and yet nothing seems to phase his predator, who's gone on to continue with the 'play.' Surely she was going to let him out right?

The crowd murmers and glances back and forth at each other, but after that last incident, no one was terribly quick to step up here. THey wanted to maintain the good vantage point. Seemed someone would have to be drafted.

00:19 < Gyro Feather> (Oh I know, the other actors can probably play people who worship the dragon ^^; Thus making it make more sense~)

00:20 < Carol_Rogers> (That works~)

00:20 < Gyro Feather> (Kobold outfits make sense, but w/e you like.

00:26 Carol_Rogers would soon hop offstage and move across the stage towards the next one, as a series of stagehands change both the first stage and the one she was approaching. As she did so, her stomach could be heard moving and sloshing around quite a bit, a very impressive practical effect. The mic picked up on a whole lot of it. By the time they made it over to the next stage, it would have a few bushes and toy swords and shields, as the audio in the background was filled with cannon fire, shouting, and the sound of steel against steel. "I must warn you, at this point, the dragon's gathered a bit of a following by kobolds willing to serve their leader. But I'm sure a sword would be able to slice right through such a might beast, right? I just need another couple of brave volunteers..." She purred, hopping up onto the stage as her stomach still squishes and churns around the meal inside of her stomach, steadily running out of air down there. Surely, Ruzeth escaped the belly and was somewhere offstage now, right? A kobold hiding out in the audience gave the lizard a shove forward...

00:49 Gyro Feather follows the crowd as they move on to the next set, where they can see painted sceneries of two armies facing off against each other, one a deep red, and the other a bright blue, and then the props at the start of the stage.

Saul stumbles forward as he's pushed out towards the stage, followed soon by himself as he feels somethign placed right onto his back, knocking him forward. Saul and Gyro glance at each other, and then they reach down to pick up the props. Each of them dons a helmet and a sheild, while the gyro grabs the mace, and Saul grabs the sword. As they lift up the props, its noticed that there's a script tpaed to the abck of htem. THe gryphon begins his line.

"Avast ye scaliwag! You're the ones who have summoned the blue beast who has come to pillage our sheeps!

"No, it is your king who has brought displeasure upon our nations, and brought evil upon us!"

"Have at ye, I shall slay you and then this terror will be over!"

The two then begin to fight, sword and mace alike against each other, yeilding soft thuds as the foam strikes foam.

00:57 Carol_Rogers grinned from the side, observing the gryphon and lizard fight eachother over a conflict that the otter made up off the top of her head. It was fitting enough, given how she started this whole ordeal. As the two clashed with eachother, she would soon interrupt, stomping between the two of them and knocking their swords aside. "The pair of you are both fools for quarreling over something so insignificant. Especially considering the fate the two of you both share... Not in battle, but in stomach." She grins, smushing the lizard and the gryphon right into eachother as she breathes over the two of them, opening her maw wide. Surely, both of them couldn't fit in there at once, right? All of a sudden, someone dressed up as a kobold lifted Gyro off the ground, then another doing the same to Saul. Then, both stuffed them right into her drooling maw, feeling very tight from the sudden entrance, as a tongue lashes across them both!

01:00 < Gyro Feather> (I believe this leaves Luvashi as a princess, Serilde as a mighty warrior to challenge the dragon, Gyro drag as the hard won mate in the end, and No idea for the unicorn :P

01:00 < Gyro Feather> (Luvashi as princess sacrifice)

01:01 < Carol_Rogers> ( I see~ I'm not sure how much longer I can stay up, at this point >w>; I'll at least try to get in one more post after you )

01:03 < Gyro Feather> (Thats fine! I hear this play has a shitty ending anyways :P

01:07 Gyro Feather backs up as his sword is knocked back by her mighty cloaws, despite the fact that she stood about the same height as the both of them, if a bit wider now from the still buge in her gut now. The script they'd been given there seems to have ends right about there as the dragon had pushed them both asside. THough, suddenly its all moot as they're both lifted into the air, feather pressed against scale, and forced nearly to kiss each other. They both wiggle in the dragon's grasp and those of her two assistants who have them held to her jaws. Suddenly the hot breath wafts over each of htem, smelling faintly of zebra. "Unhand me you fiend! Have this other fool instead," they both cry, indicating at each other, before getting shoved deep into the dragon's gullet.

Behind them, the crowd is cheering loudly, for the dragon of course, who seems to be the protagonist of this whole thin, or at least the antihero. Wonder if they will fall in the end.

The two nights are force deep into that hot drooling jaw where the mingling of a spicy smokey flavor of the lizard, and a sweet fruity flavor of the gryphon intertwine together in a tasty mixture. They'er fighting pretyt hard, but it seems like the're not going to get free at this point.

01:09 < Gyro Feather> (Oh my other partner went to sleep btw :P

01:13 Carol_Rogers would feel as her gullet suddenly gets stuffed with a pair of heads, gagging. She wasn't even expecting to the pair of them to wind up inside so soon, but her supporting actors definitely had a way with progress. Her throat would fill out with the slippery and feathery bodies of the two, Saul sliding in a little bit quicker than Gyro. The latex suit she wore as an exterior could be seen stretching out as the pair pass into her throat, being fed all the way down to her gut in unfortunately close proximity. It was rather disgustingly intimate, for both of them. And still, they kept being stuffed down the dragon's gullet without a care in the world coming from the predator. Carol couldn't tell if having the supporting actors made this scene any more or less convincing for the rest of the audience, but she didn't really care. It all tasted good, especially the interesting combination of the two that she'd never felt before. She'd even try to say something, but her mouth was full. It only blasted warm air all over the two of them, covering them in more saliva as they slink downwards, towards where the zebra truly wound up...