A Gift to the Night Princess

21 May 2019

21:41 Serilde found herself having an audience with the princess Celestia on this fine evening, a very private one, negotiated on behalf of the gryphon king for some very special news. Of course....it was an open secret that said king had been courting the younger sister for a while, and the two of them had been getting up to all sorts of improprieties.

The large formel was sitting in Celestia's private chambers, dressed in a rather regal looking outfit, waiting to be addressed. When it finally happened, she says, "Well...King Galton has been thinking very hard about this day, and well he needs your help. You see, he was thinking about proposing to Luna, and he needed your help in obtaining a prize worthy of being presented to her for the proposal." She explains in solomn professional tones.

21:42 Morning Sun sat there in the small reception room. It was just the pair, and Celestia was settled upon a slightly decorative cushion. Her head tilted to the side, and she nodded in understanding. "He is looking for suggestions? I would be happy to offer my assistance in procuring the perfect gift and believe I have several ideas already."

21:46 Serilde curves the ends of her beak up in a smile at the princess, but at her question, she gives a soft shake of her head. "No no, its nothing quite like that. He has a pretty good idea about what he wants to do, but well...he needs your help for it. Would you mind taking a look at this?" She pulls out a strange looking urn, forged and decorated quite intricately by very professional gryphon smiths, quite the delicate work of art, and very beautiful, but perhaps a bit of an odd gift. Of course, the princess was in for quite a shock as soon as she reached out with her magic, as it would bind her to her fate.

21:48 Morning Sun 's horn lit up when the urn was offered. "It certainly looks interesting," she murmured, and then the glow of her magic suffused the urn, and - a gasp as there was a strange tugging-pulling sensation, and then she felt wobbly and weak, exactly like a pony who'd been drained by Tirek, except it had a confusingly pleasant...relaxing tinglyness to it. She struggled to get to her hooves, but failed. "What did you do?!" she demanded, yet even that had a...drowsy quality to it.

21:52 Serilde smiles even wider at the princess now, a hungry open beaked smile with her tongue running across the outside of her beak, leaving little dribbles of drool dripiing down from top to bottom. Leaning in closer, till she's nearly face to face with the horse she says, "Well...you see princess...Galton has been thinking, perhaps the best gift for a princess with half a kingdom is well...the other half of it."

21:53 Morning Sun 's eyes flared wide at that, and she struggled more mightily, now getting to her hooves but barely able to stagger forward. "And he thinks Luna would be pleased at that?! My sister loves me! She wouldn't want him to do this!" Another struggling step forwards, till her nostrils touch, and she sweeps a wing a t the urn to try to dash it away. "I shall not fall before some silly enchanted item that only drains my magic!"

22:01 Serilde chuckles at the princess and takes a step forward, meeting her nose to nose, before one of her talons reaches up to grab on her horn, holding it tight and preventing it from goring her. "Oh, I dont think you quite understand. It doesnt drain away your magic. It just entraps it for safe keeping. I'll be eating you up...and then depositing your leftover essence into that, where you'll stay locked away for eternit~" She coos, before stroking a tongue across the princess's muzzle.

22:04 Morning Sun flinched at the touch, and now it was a step back as she recoiled from the gryphon's maw. "My leftover essence?" she repeats. "Eating me up? I hardly am going to allow you to do...whatever nefarious thing you intend. GUARDS!" Though even that was more a speaking voice than a yell, and certainly nor carrying beyond the room they were in.

22:12 Serilde chuckles at this and gives a littel shake of her head at the princess's cries. "Oh, dont worry, the two door guards have already been...well actually not disposed of yet...but they will be soon, once my two other's bellies are done with them. Unlike you though, they are not powerful enough to leave any essence behind." The bird holds Celsestia firm, preventing her from retreating any further. THat beak yawns wider yet, showing off the bring pink flesh behind it and the thick wormy tongue. It presses forwards and meets the princess in a kiss...and then pushes on past her snout.

22:17 Morning Sun is enveloped in wet warmth, and then she's feebly kick-struggling and yelling something - probably something along the lines of 'What is essence?!', or other nosnense, although she can easily enough still hear what Seri says. Or, well, would if her maw weren't full of horse-head.

22:25 Serilde runs her tongue all the way around Sun's muzzles as she tastes the delectable horse flesh. This was way more exquisite than any pony she'd eaten, truly the taste of a goddess. Her thoughts turn to Luna next...if it woulndt risk the wrath of her king...she'd be surely tempted to have her next. No matter though, finallly the gryphon takes a mighty gulp, sending the mare's head forward into her gullet, where the hot rippling muscles squeeze tight around her head, preventing any more speech from the princess.

22:27 Morning Sun 's muzzle is soon snapped shut and bound there, and more and more pulled inwards. She whimper-growls at the hot, slimy-wet flesh of gryphon gullet, but weat as she is it's easy enough to fold and trap and tug her deeper into gullet and imminently gurgly gut to....well! Tia had figured out the 'eating' part but would no doubt be awake long enough for an essence lecture once her salty-sweet flanks were splashing into gryphon tummy.

22:34 Serilde 's hot drool works deep into the fur of the horse, slicking up for her ever deeper journey inwards as she presses into the bird. Once she's about chest deep, her head pops out into the bird's crop, where the space loosens up enough to get a couple words out, before she's sucked deeper yet. Talons cling tightly to Celestia's sides, holding her hooves against her barrel, as well as her illustriously white wings. All this white would certainly be quite ruined when she's done with her. No matter though,s he's done this plenty of times, and thois weakened horse was not going to be able to put up a sufficeint fight.

22:35 Morning Sun eventually gives up on feebly kicking, as no matter how much she wants to disbelieve it...the urn worked, and the humiliation of realizing she's being eaten like some kind of common cattle, well, that burns far more than anything the gryphoness was physically doing - though she again uses that brief moment to question what the hay 'essence' even meant because one hardly survived getting eaten!

22:44 Serilde presses the princess down further, hooking talons on her butt now, and leaving a couple digits to caress against her nether lips as she grabs on tight. When her belly begins to press between those jaws, the mare's head presses finally into the belly of the gryphon, where she meats the meaty acrid air, which greets her warmly, smelling of other preys that'd gone before. The juice reaches up to squelch into her face as she starts to fill that greedy gut, while hinds twitch in the air.

22:45 Morning Sun goes all...squish-plop-splash-MMPH! And then, well, then she is in the gut and there's no fresh air, which, oh, well, means she maaaybe has a minute or two left before tha tpotent mix is going to send her under to...allow lady Serilde to enjoy her delicious free range alicorn in peace!

22:49 Serilde swallows hard around the princess as she's drawn deeper inside, forcing the meal to eventually start to curl up in that hot and heavy sack. With the rest of the horse coming down to fill up that belly, enough gulps of air join her to rouse the princess who had been suffering from a bout of hypoxia. With the horse tucked away, Serilde grins, and then reclines across the princesse's cushion. "mmmmmm absolutely delectable I must say~"

22:49 < Morning Sun> (Nooo idea what to add in here until after...y'know :P)

22:50 < Serilde> (Oh...I thought you wanted her to ask about essence and stuff :P

22:50 < Morning Sun> (I mean she asked that and didnt get a response while being in the crop-thing, sooo!)

22:51 < Serilde> (Hard to answer with a beak full of pone :P

22:52 Morning Sun finally tries one last act of feeble resistance, punching uselessly at stomach walls, but really that just makes a pleasant massage for gryphon gut. There's a faint yelling noise - she's asking sooomething, but who knows what?

22:57 Serilde rumbles happily as she feels the gentle massage of a prey inside her gut. It seems the urn's magic had taken most of the fight out of her though, how disapointing. Still, she did owe the princess one answer to her question. She puts a ear to her gut as she listens for her words, and explains, "Well, you see...alicorns like you are too magical to just be killed. Like you did with discord or Tirek...you've got to be sealed away instead. Even when you're transformed into gryphon shit...your consciousness will stay with it until enough magic coelesses that you'll manage to change yourself back...thats your essence. But with this thingy...well you'll becontained forever as a pile of bird poo."

23:02 Morning Sun 's yell of outrage was enough to become an almost purr-tingling massage, and her kick-squirms redoubled themselves...but not for long, as eventually she found ith arder and harder to stay conscious, as the churning gut dragged her under until everything became warm and dark and dizzy, and Serilde was finally left without a fussy aliccorn to bother her, just a nice pile of horsemeat to nap away the digesting of.

23:11 < Morning Sun> (Bedtime for me, I think, I want a full 8 hours tonight.)

23:12 < Serilde> (Alright, gonna just afk right? Typing up my post ^^; been fun

23:12 < Morning Sun> (Uh huh, just gonna go roll inta bed now.)

23:19 Serilde strokes a talon over her belly as she feels the last of the horse's struggles wear away inside of her, lasing a fantastic ten minutes or so before it finally goes still. The formel's claws are drawn to her netherlips as she enjoys the sensations of her fighting prey, brining herself all the way to climax and drawing out a screech of pleasure, which she muffles with a arm in her mouth. Having left a flood of cum on the princess's pillow, she finally lays back and closes her eyes, drifting off into a deep slumber.

It takes many hours, but the horse in her gut is broken down into a soupy chyme, and then slowly flows throughout her intestines, where some of the princess's nutrients are sucked away. The rest though, including bones, fur, and feathers are moved further along to be congealed into a sticky thick mud through the intestines. At some point in the process of digestion, Celestia finds that her consiousness is starting to return to her, but with no propper body to command. The whole humilating esperience culminates with her being left as a mass of bird apples right against the gryphon's tail hole.

Many hours later, the bird finally awakes from her slumber and feels that urgent need. "I guess, princess, that its time for you to head to your new permenant chambers," the gryphon jokes, before then squatting over the urn. Sphincter muscles relax and the first thick messy log slides on through that ring, spreading the gryphon pleasantly wide as it then falls with a splat onto the metalic bottom. The next log brings with it a little clatter as bones jingle on the metal surface. At some point she feels the mare's skull come free, shattered by its time in her belly. When the bird is all done she turns back and grins at the mess, observing the wreckage of white fur and feathers and bones stained brown, and turned into a glistening steaming mass. A lid is put on to capture all of her as the formel nods her head. "I see why you're a goddess now...you were just heavenly~"