Stats

The RP has a total of 9 lines, 542 words, and 2923 characters.
The average line consists of 60.22 words that themselves average 4.39 characters taking about 5 minutes, 8 seconds.
Ruzeth said a total of 5 lines, 351 words, and 1895 characters.
Ruzeth's average line consists of 70.2 words that themselves average 4.4 characters taking about 6 minutes, 15 seconds.
Zuthal said a total of 4 lines, 191 words, and 1028 characters.
Zuthal's average line consists of 47.75 words that themselves average 4.38 characters taking about 3 minutes, 17 seconds.

10:47 Zuthal sits around, unaware of any zebras that may or may not be around

10:48 < Zuthal> (Like, say, a Ruzeth :P)

10:49 Ruzeth flags and waves his tail as he hides in one of the nearby trees, watching and waiting for the opportune time to strike. A potion half sticking out of his mouth, he knew he'd only get once chance to use it before the tatzl would be able to react.

10:50 Zuthal has his back turned towards the zebra as he is just relaxing, tail idly swishing behind him as the tatzl watches the clouds lazily drifting overhead

10:57 Ruzeth sees his opportunity finally and takes it. He leaps out through the air, gliding near silently as he'd netted his mane and tail up such that the rings didnt jingle. The instant he hits the flesh of the tatzl, his hooves wrap around the core of the creature while his mouth moves towards the plot, working to shove the potion bottle up the creature's tail hole.

11:02 Zuthal is bowled over forwards by the impact of the zebra, the tatzl barely having time to let out a surprised squeak before the cold potion bottle disappears between his plump cheeks. The big stallion gasps and moans as it penetrates him, his muscles quickly dragging it away into his bowels as he turns his head to look at his assailant. "WAH! Ruzeth, wha t the hell are you doing? And what did you just shove up my rump?"

11:05 Ruzeth holds on tight as Zuthal turns to look at him and breaks out into preemtive laughter as the tatzl reacts to his little prank. "What, I thought you were always aware. What if I had been some big hungry monster. Oh look, there's a little pink appearing in your cheeks...or is that just the potion working? I cant tell," he says with a snicker. He knew that soon enough the pony would be growing extra tentacles out of every orifice and his coat would be changed neon pink with yellow polka-dots.

11:06 < Zuthal> (How rude!)

11:06 < Zuthal> (also, even the nose and ears? :P)

11:07 < Ruzeth> (Maybe, maybe not :P

11:07 < Ruzeth> (who knows what it does to his mane and feathers though :P

11:08 < Ruzeth> (oh yes, tentacles out of his nose and ears, and tail hole, and dick :P

11:09 < Zuthal> (Though... I am actually not sure if I want the tentacles in weird places thing now... I dunno, not really feeling that sort of effect right now, sorry)

11:10 Ruzeth holds on tight as Zuthal turns to look at him and breaks out into preemtive laughter as the tatzl reacts to his little prank. "What, I thought you were always aware. What if I had been some big hungry monster. Oh look, there's a little pink appearing in your cheeks...or is that just the potion working? I cant tell," he says with a snicker. He knew that soon enough the pony's coat would be changed neon pink with yellow polka-dots.

11:11 < Zuthal> (Though the potion might have other, naughtier side effects :P)

11:12 < Ruzeth> (thats what the tentacles were for! :P

11:14 Zuthal looks himself over, frowning as he sees his fur starting to change colour. "Suuure, or it could be a very naughty little zebra trying to sneak a potion up my butt! And what are you doing to my fur?" he asks with alarm in his voice, as the new pattern starts to become apperent. At the same time, changes are happening inside the stallion's sheath, an d Ruzeth can see his sack visibly swelling

11:28 Ruzeth laughs even harder as the color in his fur begins to really show, growing brighter and showing the little different spots upon it. "Me? I did nothing to it! Your just going through molting I guess, rapidly putting on your winter coat," he says with a snicker. The zebra pulls off his nets and tosses them to the side, getting comfortable on the other's back.