A Bunny, a Gryphon, and an Owl Walk Into a Bar

6 May 2018

00:03 Gyro Feather struts on into the bar, shaking his hips as he makes his way over to the counter. His rump jiggles and his belly hangs a little lower, like he's still working off the padding of a particularly sucessful hunt. The bird hips up onto the bar stool and orders himself a pomegranite martini, before glancing around.

00:05 Gwen Greenears gives Gyro a little wave as she walks in, smiling at him.

00:06 Gyro Feather returns Gwens a short wave as he sips gently on his drink.

00:07 < Acubens> (Oh heyas, Gwen~ You missed a good show. Well, at least the part in here~)

00:07 Gwen Greenears smiles and sits down next to him, ordering a drink for herself. "How are you doing today, handsome?"

00:11 Gyro Feather blushes under the praise and runs a talon through his head feathers, meeting her gaze. "Oh, you know, figured I'd come hang out here after a lazy day around the house. How about yourself?"

00:12 Gwen Greenears nods a bit at that, sipping her drink. "Yeah, I had a rather lazy saturday myself, thought I would stop by and see if I could get some fun."

00:18 Gyro Feather offers the rabbit a thin smile and scoots a little closer on his barstool "Well...presently it looks like its just you and me in here...and the bartender of course...though some of the drinks still out would indicate that perhaps they're just temporarily out."

00:20 Gwen Greenears nods a bit. "I don't mind a little privacy with one as lovely as you." She said with a wink, before leaning in close, as if to kiss his beak.

00:27 Gyro Feather smiles at her, and leans in, allowing his eyes to half shutter as he meets her mouth in a kiss. Briefly his tongue flits across the muzzle, leaving damp patches of fur and taking up her flavor, before it presses through her lips.

00:29 Gwen Greenears coos as she feels the little lick, before they began to kiss. She wraps an arm around him, and presses in close, smiling as she closes her eyes.

00:37 Gyro Feather wraps a talon around the back of her head, and gently drags the sharp points through her hair, parting it to her scalp. His tongue presses deep into that muzzle, tangling up with the tongue inside. His tail flits back and forth, while a purr escapes his chest.

00:38 Gwen Greenears blushes as she was held into the kiss. Her own hands stroke over his back as she presses her body in close to his.

00:42 Gyro Feather brushes his talon down her side and then moves between her thighs to find her slit. There, he traces across her mound in slow tantalizing circles. The beak begins to yawn wider, slipping up around her muzzle now, and filling her smell with a heavy stale fishy scent mixed with a sweet fruity alcohol, yet, his tongue still remains in the kiss, for now.

00:44 Gwen Greenears shudders from the warm touch. She presses into the talon, even as the jaws open around her. She stares inside the maw, pressing herself into the kiss.

00:50 Gyro Feather finally begins to creep his beak down over her face, breaking strands of hot slippery drool that leaked from the roof of his beak. As her muzzle presses deeper into his maw, the bird's tongue begins to slip from her mouth. His talon wiggles back and forth against the slit, working past the lips to graze its scaely flesh on the sensitive tunnel walls beyond.

00:53 Gwen Greenears 's pussy clenches against his talon as the warm juices soaked into her fur. She pants softly and presses up against you. "Mmm, I hope I taste good." She coos, her hands stroking your belly.

00:59 Gyro Feather coos around her while drool secretes into the beak in sheets, as if to answer her question. The bird gakes a soft gulp, allowing the muscular walls to reach forward and grasp upon the bunny's face and draw it deeper into him. Her ears fold down to her neck line as he claims her, but his talons make sure to follow her up, continuing to spear her.

01:02 Gwen Greenears rolls her hips against his talon, moaning as her juices oozed all over it. She was being pulled into his depths now, her chest swaying as she was puled deeper inside, sliding past the beak.

01:10 Gyro Feather gulps arder around her, dipping his tongue beneath the fabric that adorned her chest to sample the bare flesh of her breasts. This, however, is a fleeting notion as the nipples are drawn in, over the sharp edge of his beak, tearing holes in some of the fabric. He can feel her head beginning to bulge out in his neck now, and pushing down into his crop. His talons scissor inside of her, spreading out those lips as far as he can, while the thumb finds her little nub, rubbing it in circles.

01:15 Gwen Greenears nuzzles into the crop as her clothing rips. She pants softly and licks her lips as she was spread open and teased. Her body shuddering, growing tense, then cumming hard.

01:20 Gyro Feather pushes in with his claws, sliding deeper into the convulsing tunnel, and yet at the same time feeding that treat ever deeper into his body. He only gives her a moment in that crop, before the back end opens up, admitting her snout into a much shorter tube. A deep growl leaves the gryphon while his tongue creeps on over the fabric coating her belly, obscuring most of the flavor and scraping uncomfortably against it.

01:23 Gwen Greenears tries to tug at her shirt, rolling it up so he can better taste her pudgy belly. She feels the warm throat around her, and moans, knowing what was next.

01:30 Gyro Feather doesnt benifit much from that gesture, as soon enough, she's beyond belly deep in his beak anyways. That tongue roves over her hips, and curls up, dipping down to meet his talon, dripping in her sweet feminine nectar. Her head travels deeper inside of him, pressing out into his growling belly, where the scent of alchol and the stench of his bile fills her nostrils.

01:35 Gwen Greenears breathes in the mixed foul scent, filling her lungs and kicking out her legs. Some primal part of her wanted to panic, but a bigger part of her was utterly aroused by her predator.

01:41 Gyro Feather chuckles around her as it seems the bunny's true fate has been realized, but its far too late for her to escape now, as he tilts his head skywards, her still in his gullet. The next swallow locks her hips inside of him now, while her muzzle presses down into the remains of his drinks from minutes before. A claw moves over the bulge she makes in his neck, feeling the lovely squirms beneath the feathered flesh.

01:43 Der flutters his tiny catbutt into the club!

01:45 Gwen Greenears keeps wiggling around as the walls press into her. The bun panting as she sinks deeper and deeper. Squishing into the drinks, forced to breathe it in as she gets pushed in.

01:48 Der smirks, seeing the other gryphon getting a nice meal as he makes his way to the bar for a drink

01:50 Gyro Feather presses into her feet pads, and finally takes them into his beak. With a quick swallow, the rest of his treat disapears from view, though he can feel the bulge traveling down. The gryphon's padded form obscures some of her bulges, but he very clearly has something there and his stomach catches it too. The muscles roll over Gwen's form, massaging the slime into he fur. Meanwhile, gyro holds out a talon as a perch, meeting the tiny bird's eyes.

01:53 Gwen Greenears wiggles and squirms, but doesn't make that much of an impression from outside. She pants the foul air, her eyes burning already from the fumes. But at the same time, her pussy was dripping all over in there.

01:54 Der grins and flutters over to the offered talon, landing on the digit "Evening! I see you just got dinner~"

01:55 < Acubens> (G'night, everyone here... Even if the snowmew's already gone~ ;3)

01:55 < Der> (Night!)

01:58 < Gyro Feather> (zzzz well)

02:00 Gyro Feather uses his free talon to gently rub at the bulge in hi sbelly. Inside, the acids steadily excreted from the walls, causing the caustic fluids to creep up and pool around his little treat. "Yep, she practically fed herself to me. Ah well, I guess sometimes one gets lucky and finds those trying to jump down someone's throat." He then suddenly grins at the tiny gryphon. "You wouldnt happen to be one of those, would you?"

02:01 Gwen Greenears keeps pressing against the walls, wanting to enjoy the gut for as long as possible. But alas, it wasn't to be. Every moment she was weaker than the last, the walls pressing in just a little harder.

02:03 Der glances down at the belly rub and then back up to Gyro's eyes, shaking his head "A meal is a meal~ I wouldn't say no to having a full stomach! However I wouldn't say I'm looking to jump down any throats, at least not without some drinks and at least a dinner date before hand" he chirps, giggling lightly

02:10 Gyro Feather lets out a loud belch, forcing his stomach to press deeper around his prey, and blasting it out over Der's body like a gale. Out goes the rest of the air in his gut, plunging Gwen beneath the surface. "A dinner date huh? Someone just need to buy you a couple of peanuts or something?"

02:14 Der digs his claws into Gyro Feather's scaly talon, holding steady on the perch with the burp echoing over him. A quick flutter of his wings clears the fowl air around him. "Just because I am small doesn't mean peanuts are a fancy meal!"

02:15 Gwen Greenears gurgles and glorps as she vanishes benieth the goop.

02:16 Gyro Feather chuckles at the bird, and uses his other claw to stroke at Der's body. "Ah, you're right, probably something more like meal worms or a roach to tied you over. Gotta get some protien in you afterall." He teases, and then removes his claw to take another swig of his drink.

02:19 Der presses into the petting lightly, pets were always good. He rolls his eyes, shaking his head at the larger gryphon "Some charmer you are! I guess your pretty feathers are the most attractive thing you have going" he chirps, sticking his tongue out at him.

02:29 Gyro Feather shrugs his shoulders at the tiny bird and gives a shake of his head. "I mean...I can turn up the charm when I want to, but well, you're not my type. I generally prefer something I can really sink my knot into."

02:34 Der thinks for a second and shrugs his wings "Alas, I don't think that knot is going to be sinking into me anytime soon! A shame, you are a very pretty gryphon!"

02:36 Gyro Feather stretches his legs out and gives a yawn. He finishes off his drink and gently brushes der off his talon. "I'm afraid I must retire now though. He maeks his way over to one of the couches and flops upon it.

02:39 Der flutters off of Gyro's talon before he got a chance to brush him away, the tiny griffon landing on the bar. Giving a wave he smirks "Let me know if you want to try something different~" he chirps, before muttering "Didn't even get a free drink..."
~~~Hours later~~~

08:34 Valerie Owl yawns, waking up in a booth seat.

09:32 Gyro Feather groans and stretches out on the couch, looking around. His belly is still heavily laden with rabbit. A soft belch leaves his beak as he glances around the room.

09:35 Valerie Owl saw the gryphon stretching out over on the couch, thinking about him for a moment. Surely, he must've had a nice meal last night.

09:38 Gyro Feather meets her gaze with a grin, and gives Valerie a wave. Looks like he's been eating well recently too boot, if the little padding he has on him is any indication.

09:41 Valerie Owl huffed, pulling out her phone for a moment to go and message a few friends. As she did so, she pondered how well of a meal the little predator might serve as... After all, the snow leopard from yesterday was mostly history.

09:44 Gyro Feather orderes a mimosa over to the table before the couch and sips getnly on it. It seems the bird might still feel a little too stuffed to be out and about. Though the smaller creature doesnt take up the entire couch either, there'd be room for someone to take a seat at the foot.

09:49 Valerie Owl decides to move over and take up that spot over by the catbird, turning her attention towards him. "Hey there, bird. How are you?" Her wing reaches over to tap him on the flanks.

09:52 Gyro Feather had begun to doze once more on the couch, and failed to notice Valerie till her soft wing feathers bush him. The gryphon's eyes spring open once more as he turns his attention on the owl, and regards her curiously. "Doing pretty well, as you can see~" He says, and then taps his bulging belly, though its lost most of its shape. "Just working off a bunny who practically fed themselves to me last night. What about you? Name's Gyro by the way."

10:00 Valerie Owl grins. "I think anyone after a meal like that would be feeling rather nice." The owl commented, stroking at his side as the other avian looked back at her. Whoever that bunny was, they were obviously mostly gryphon fat by now. "My name's Valerie, but you can just call me Val." The bird states, stretching out as her stomach gives off an idle, hungry gurgle. "Nice to meet you, Gyro." Without saying anything, the owl found amusement in the fact that the gryphon shared a name with a sort of food.

10:03 Gyro Feather reaches over and takes a sip of his drink, purring as he feels the cool bubbles popping upon his tongue. He then meets her eyes with a smile and nods his head. "Nice to meet you too, Val. I do love seeing a fellow bird around here. Too many of them seem to just disapear, leaving us with a bunch of scales and fur."

10:06 Valerie Owl nods, "I have a feeling that whatever's responsible for the disappearances of birds around here are also responsible for the disappearances of some with scales and fur." The avian muses, reclining on her small share of the couch with a yawn. Her stomach was still idly groaning in search of something to help fill it, giving the impression that she might be the one responsible for said disappearances.

10:14 Gyro Feather snorts at her nodding his head. "Mmm I'm pretty sure there's more than one person responsible for that, and some of them even birds. I've certainly belched of my share of feathers around here," he boasts, grinning from beak to beak. The gryphon nudges her with his foot paw in the side. "Of course, you're safe right now, I'm pleasantly full~" He teases. Gyro gets to glance down that dark gullet though, as the owl yawns, and he begins to notice that growl, putting him ever so slightly on edge.

10:17 Valerie Owl couldn't help but laugh a little bit from his comments, bringing a wing to her beak. The plump avian rolled her eyes with a sigh. "Oh, sure. [i]I'm[/i] the one safe from [i]you[/i]..." She chuckled, giving her beak a lick as the gryphon continues to observe. "Well, I guess I have to agree with you, there. Birds can be pretty delicious.

10:24 Gyro Feather chuckles, meeting her gaze, and nodding his head. "I mean, I've managed to get birds as big as you down before, with a little bit of work," he teases, running a tongue over his beak for emphasis. "Anyways, can I get you a drink? Surely you'd like something to start the morning off right?"

10:32 Valerie Owl folds her wings back behind her head, turning her gaze back towards the gryphon. "I guess that's true. I've managed birds like you with little effort myself, too." A smirk spread across her beak as she still stared. "Also, yeah. Something to drink would be pretty good right about now. Surprise me."

10:39 Gyro Feather flags down a waiter and whispers something in their ear. The waiter nods his head, and soon enough he brings a drink back to the owl. It looks and tastes mostly like irish cream, but really, its a cement mixer, and tucked away inside one of the ice cubes is a shot of lemon juice, likely to rupture while she's drinking it. "I figure something light is the right way to start us off." He nods his head at her comment, and adds, "Well...perhaps we will get to test that some other day, but for now, I think, a truce."

10:47 Valerie Owl huffed, giving a nod as she holds the glass within her feathers. "Yeah, a truce sounds good right about now." Valerie was probably slightly below the legal drinking age, but she managed to get into the bar without an issue. Not to mention the fact that drinking was the least of the legally-ambiguous activities that happen around there. The bird took a sip from the mixer, getting a good taste of it before leaning back once more. "Yeah, it's a shame there doesn't seem to be more food around at the moment."

10:51 Gyro Feather grins ever so slightly as she takes that first drink. He wondered how long til that icecube would burst and cause the entire drink to curdle in her beak. He nods his head, though he does point a talon over at a creature smaller than him taht seems to have scurried in recnetly. "Well...I mean owls are known for eating mice right?" He asks, with a gesture towards the treat. "But other than yat...ya it tends to be slow in the mornings around here."

10:55 Valerie Owl continued to idly sip the drink every now and then, getting a slight buzz over time as the ice cube slowly dissolves within the drink. With Gyro's direction, she happened to notice the small rodent that entered the building, giving a lick of her beak. "Mmmm... I can't begin to tell you how many mice I've eaten in my time." She giggled, giving a wink towards the mouse. "But... Yeah, slow day."

10:56 Cute Little Mouse is scanning the bar, tail and whiskers held high, and not paying attention to the conversation, and so doesn't notice as she's observed and discussed. The mouse does happen to turn her head to see the wink, and smiles and waves in return.

11:01 Gyro Feather nods his head at the cute formel, and sits up a little bit on the couch, and squirms over till he ends up nestled in one of her wings, while his bulbous belly sloshes and churns before him. The gryphon takes another long sip of his drink. "I find that mice are a little too gamey I think, but I dont mind eating them in a pinch. Otters, I must say, are my favorite, when I can get em."

11:05 Valerie Owl giggled, licking her beak with her eyes locked onto the mouse. It wouldn't end up distracting her from the conversation though, still rubbing her stomach as it idly groans. "Mmmmph... I've got to admit, otters are probably the perfect meal. They're pretty much the sliders of the animal kingdom. You can never have enough of them."

11:08 Cute Little Mouse waves, an adorable smile on her bucktoothed whiskery muzzle. The smile fades however, as she's finally paying attention and catches what the colorful gryphon is saying. As Valerie speaks, she suddenly remembers that technically speaking in the wild mice are prey for owls, and the way this one stares at her licking her beak suddenly takes on a whole new meaning. "Uhhhhh," she stammers, taking a wobbly step towards the door. "I uh. . . think I forgot something!" she squeaks.

11:12 Gyro Feather chukles at the mouse and waves a talon at her, motioning for her to sit back down. "I think you'd see us coming if we were after you. We're just making idle conversation afterall, just enjoy the thrill of adreniline you must be feeling~" He then turns back to the owl, nodding his head. "Mmm and that oily coat, there's just nothing quite like it. " The bird leans in closer to whisper in her ear. "THough...I think I find cute things the best sliding out. Knowing you've taken something pretty and seeing how...well they're not so pretty anymore~ Serves em right~"

11:14 < Ozy> (I concur with Gyro... >=3 )

11:17 Valerie Owl nodded, with a smirk. "As is how anything cute might as well end up, may I add." She chuckled, leaning back onto the couch some more with a sigh. "Ahhh... I could really go for an otter right about now. Or anything filling, really." The bird yawns, crossing her legs. She had quite the pudgy thighs, from the looks of things. Probably filled out by a lot of cute things.

11:20 Cute Little Mouse considers. At the gryphon's gesture, the mouse lifts her tail and slowly sits down. She's not exactly reassured, but she figures maybe it's safer to do what they suggest. She feels a little relief as the owl takes her eyes off her and leans back. The conversation, what she can hear anyway, isn't helping, and her already pleasant mousey aroma is now accented with fear. She swallows, staring out those thighs. At least she seems to want an otter and not a mouse, for now.

11:24 Gyro Feather gently traces a talon across her thickly feathered body, running it in slow circles along her growling belly. He finishes off his drink and sets it down, and then eyes hers. Oh...looks like that cube had finally melted through. She'd pretty quickly find out why its called a cement mixer next swig. The whole thing would be curdling in her beak, almost like drinking a shot of peanut butter. "Ah well..maybe we'll get something like that to walk in."

11:31 Valerie Owl shrugged. "Yeah, you never really know with this place. You can find all sorts of people around here... It just depends on how lucky you are that day, I guess." She laughed, reaching over to take another drink of her mixer as Gyro rubs his talon across her form. Her eyes opened wide as she tasted the drink this time. The drink was suddenly much more thick from the curdling, causing the owl to gasp after downing it. "Woah! G-gosh, what did you put in this?"

11:32 Cute Little Mouse 's eyes widen as the owl gasps and addresses the gryphon. She's not sure what's happening, but it appears the two are distracted. She picks up her purse, crouches down, and makes a beeline for the door, hoping not to be noticed.

11:34 Gyro Feather attempts to keep a straight face as his prank finally reaches the point of her noticing it. He only lasts a very short time though, before bursting out into a laughter, throwing his head back against the couch. "This is why you should specify what you want. Its a cement mixer. You're supposed to drink it fast or else that happens," he teases, giving her a gently jab in the ribs with a talon.

11:39 Valerie Owl frowns. "Bluh..." She shoves the drink aside, not feeling up to drink the rest of it anymore. Especially not after something like that. She seemed rather peeved about the prank, tapping her talon against the floor. "Great joke, then. You're lucky that I don't want something more feathery to wash the taste out." The owl stuck her tongue out, reclining back on the couch. Her stomach was all the more hungry after that little incident, her eyes scanning around for more food. She spotted that mouse girl again.

11:43 Cute Little Mouse walks rapidly towards the door, pleased with her cleverness, no one has spotted her. She doesn't notice as the owl's gaze falls upon her back. Pink tail held high above rounded rear wrapped in a tight short blue skirt, and behind shapely back, she reaches up to the door knob making her exit.

11:45 Gyro Feather finally manages to calm down and pats her on her back. "Alright, alright, sorry, your face though...it was rather funny. I'll get you something a little more palatable long term. You did seem to enjoy the irish cream though, want more of just that?" He asks, rubbing a talon down through her feathers. "THough...I might suggest some bar crackers or something, or else that is just going to stick in there for a while."

11:49 Valerie Owl sighed, glancing back over to the two once again as she comes down from her sudden flight of rage. "Ugh, I think crackers sound pretty good right about now. Not just because I'm a bird, mind you." The talon tracing around her feathers could feel the pudge underneath that so many in the past have likely added to. In the meantime, she shouted out to the mouse girl. "Hey! Where do you think you're going...?"

11:52 Cute Little Mouse smiles as her little paw grasps the door handle, proud of herself, she's done it! She gives a sharp *SQUEAL!!!!!* when the owl shouts at her. "I. . I gotta go. . .I'm gonna be late!" she babbles. She grasps the door and pulls it open, and if she isn't restrained runs out as fast as her little legs can carry her.

11:53 Gyro Feather chuckles at the bird and nods. "Of course not, but something solid and dry does help scrape the gunk out," he explains. Soon enough he's had someone bring Val some crackers and a replacment drink, this one with ireish cream. Gyro watches the scene with the mouse with some amusement, chuckling as she scurries out that door. "Looks like she was a little fraidy cat then... I know I wasnt going to make a move on her."

11:58 Valerie Owl rolled her eyes as the mouse ran away. "Shoot." The predator was definitely too relaxed to bother with a chase, and it would be easier just to keep her conversation with the gryphon going a bit. "Thanks for the replacement drink, by the way. It really means a lot to me." The bird nods, taking the crackers and irish cream off his hands to indulge a bit more. The crackers were definitely helping, but only served to have her stomach desire something more.

11:59 Cute Little Mouse 's pink tail zips through the door as it closes shut. She doesn't stop scampering until she's at the library. Whew! So much for going to new places, without researching ahead!

12:03 Gyro Feather half hopes that that door would close on her tail as a penance for vacating so quickly. "She ran so quickly, I wonder if she paid her tab. I wouldnt put too much stock in her getting around for too much longer, if that's any consolation." He lets out a soft sigh and reaches for his new glass. That growling was getting a little louder now it seemed, though now only he was left in here. Val could feel him shuffling a little more nrevously and tapping a paw in the ground. "Ya well, if I was going to do something like that, I gotta get you a chaser."

12:07 Valerie Owl smirked from the gryphon's comment. "Oh, that's for sure. I wonder if they have someone around here that eats those who don't pay their tab?" The bird giggled at the thought. That's the sort of thing she wouldn't mind getting paid for. Speaking of eating, she was definitely getting hungrier by the moment. Crackers would never satisfy a girl such as herself, but maybe something else in the bar could... She turned her attention back towards him for a moment. "Mmmm... I have to admit, I'm not really interested in anything to [i]drink[/i] anymore, but..."

12:13 Gyro Feather nods his head at that question. "Of course they do, so you better be careful with who you eat. Wouldnt want to eat someone with a large tab, and well inherit it yourself and not be able to pay. Then it'd be bye bye birdy." The gryphon tilts his face at her and raises an eyebrow at that next comment. "Oh? Well, are you interested in something a little more..." His claw that was on her belly moves down further, past the pudge to trace in small circles around her nethers.

12:15 Eliza Stone slowly yawned and ran a few talons through her hair, shaking her tired form awake. Eugh.

12:16 < Gyro Feather> [sub]and now both lovely owls are around~[/sub]

12:18 Valerie Owl mused at the thought some more. "I mean, unless you're able to eat the one who's supposed to eat you for inheriting the tab. But then I just think things would get quite complicated from there." Valerie shrugged, leaning towards the gryphon for a moment. "And yes, I guess you could say that I'm in the mood for something a little more... filling." For a moment, Gyro could've sworn he felt something wet drag along the side of his head. Immediately after, Val took notice of Eliza beginning to wake up. "Hey, girl."

12:21 Eliza Stone wiggles talons for a little bit as she gets herself going finally. "Hey there Valerie. Looks like you have some nice company." Chucking, the large owl fluttered her wings, getting every bit of her body limbered up for the day took a minute or two but eventually she got into the rhythm of things.

12:25 Gyro Feather chuckles at that thought and shrugs his shoulders. "I suppose that might just get you the job as the new tab enforcer." His talons rub just a little deeper, this time over her slit, when he feels his heart sink. Hopefully she meant down here right? Suddnely the damp lick across his face rejects that thought as hot bird drool seeps into his feathers, while a soft fruity taste lights up her tongue, backed by the familiar taste of poultry. "Uhh...I think I too need to get going," he says, shuffling from her. "I think nature's calling," he lies, still having a couple hours yet on that bunny. His gaze glances over towards stone, eyeing up that howl too.

12:27 Valerie Owl laughs for a moment, leaning into Gyro as she focuses on Eliza. "Heh, you better believe it. This guy's going to make for much nicer 'company' soon..." She grinned, giving airquotes with her feathers for the word 'company'. Could've been implying that he'd be accompanying her in a different way, soon. Either way, she was still nuzzling into that bird more and more, stomach groaning in hunger. The gryph was starting to realize that she wasn't talking about sexual hunger, as much as she was talking about physical hunger. He was probably the tastiest bird the avian had ever laid her tongue on, with that fruity taste. "Oh no, you don't. You're not going anywhere, bird..." She smirked, wrapping her wings around him to pull him close as she gave yet another lick.

12:31 Eliza Stone smirked as the owl decided to stride a little closer, her tall figure still imposing as she sat nearby. "He is kind of cute." She ran her talons across her hair again before puffing it slightly. "There we go, anyway...I'll make sure he doesn't get too far. Would hate to lose track of the guy. He deserves a bit of fun hm?"

12:36 Gyro Feather pushes his talons onto her body now, attempting to extricate himself from the situation, and was just getting to his feet when his body was jerked backwards by those , pressed back against that gut, wher ehis ear could hear that growling stomach. "I thought...you agreed we had a truce for today?" He reminds her, glancing back plaintively towards Stone who'd taken a seet at the char across from their couch. It seems she wasnt all that interested in helping him afterall. That fruity taste came with a similar scent ot him, no doubt the intended affect of the oils he worked into his fur and feathers. Gyro winces as that tongue drags through his crest once more, leaving dark patches where her drool clung to him. "Too cute to let this happen to me...right?"

12:41 Valerie Owl smirked right back, nodding as the owl agreed to help her out with this particular gryphon. With the power of two owl predators against him, it was safe to say that this particular bird was doomed. "Heh, thank you~ I'll make sure he's not too cute anymore by the time I'm through with him." The bird taunted, giving yet another lick to his head as her stomach gurgles in anticipation for Gyro. "Yeah, there might've been a truce, but I changed my mind. Just like I changed my mind about not being in the mood for feathers." She grinned, opening her beak wide enough to fit the top of the gryphon's head inside it. Val had a feeling this was going to be a huge meal, due to the combination of both him and the meal he already ate resting within. Her grip tightens around the bird, beginning to forcefully cram him down as she drools all over him. "Hmmmph..."

12:46 Eliza Stone says, "Well have fun with him, looks fillin." Snickering, the owl gave a yawn before sitting back to observe, she felt almost a thought of hefting him up into Valerie but she wanted to see how well it'd go on her own. "Real fillin.." Eying the gryphon's stomach, having somehow missed that earlier, not that it mattered one bit now.

12:51 Gyro Feather shivers in fear now, knowing quite well what's about to happen to him...the same thing he did to that bunny still stewing in his gut from the night before. There's another shudder as an even slimier taste as the tongue runs down his cheek. The bird pushes his claws hard into her gut and tries to pull back now, arching his back and at the same time looking up into Val's face. What he gets is a vision of her wide open maw, fleshy pink inside leading back to a dark tunnel, while drool drips donw into his face. There's no where for him to go, but up, up into her mouth as she forces the slippery thing down around him. His flavor grows even stronger now as her drool soaks the oils right out from him. The bird shouts and squawks, unable to make anything coherent in the tight confinse of her maw.

13:03 < Valerie Owl> (( God dammit, F-list logged me out right when I was about to post. One second... ))

13:06 Valerie Owl felt very confident about her meal now, opening her beak wider and wider to give the gryphon as good a view into her throat as she possibly could. Her beak was drooling with saliva, perfect for slicking the meal down into her stomach... And Gyro clearly wanted nothing to do with it. His talons desperately pressed back against her stomach, which squished and groaned in hunger that the bird knew all too well for himself. "Come on, now, get in..." She grinned, finally bobbing her head down onto the gryphon to stuff him down as much as she could in one gulp. Gyro's head squeezed and stretched through the slimy slide, squawking in terror of what lies below. It would appear that the bunny he ate would amount to nothing but another meal for a completely different predator. Valerie was practically moaning as her tongue derived as much flavor as she possibly could from him.

13:13 Gyro Feather has a moment of reprieve as the bird pulls back, leaving his darkened drool slathered face glistening in the light as he got yet a second, terrifying glimps up into that maw as it spoke. "N-no! Let me go!" He protests, before it presses down once more, this time for good. THere's a squelching noise as his wet body squishes against the slippery insides, followed by the first gulp, drawing his head in to that tight tunnel beyond. The muscles clench down over his beak as they tug, silencing him save for muffled squawks. Still though, not eager to give up withiout a fight, his wings flare in hers, spreading out enough that she'd probably have some trouble getting them inside without forcing them back folded.

13:23 Valerie Owl groaned for a moment, feeling as the gryphon struggled hard with his head deep within her throat. Who could've guessed that being eaten would make someone try to fight back so hard? Those wings were definitely causing her a lot of issues, unable to talk back to him as her inner walls clench and grind against the avian. She'd end up having to use her own wings to try and grab Gyro's, pushing them back down to his back and attempting to slurp him down even more to the point where the owl could finally toss her head back. With a lot of effort, she managed to lift him off the couch, holding him in her wings and beak much in the same way that an owl would do to a mouse in nature. Except this particular mouse was absolutely massive, with a filled gut to boot. Val kept gulping and gulping, watching as his legs kicked, the rest of him sliding through her body unwillingly.

13:24 < Gogglechu> [sub]Bird fight[/sub]

13:34 < Eliza Stone> [sub]It's hot[/sub]

13:36 Gyro Feather puts up quite a bit of a fight as he squirms aginst her wings, taking about fifteen minutes or so till he's worn himself down enough that his wings are grudgingly able to be forced closed agianst his body, allowing her to progress further around him. He's panting hard by that point, and the taste of his salty sweat begins to add to the myriad of flavors that make him up. Finally though, the bird slips deeper into that gullet, finally forming a bulge in Val's feathered neck as his shoulders force it wider. His belly sags in her wings, and he continues to claw at the feathers, running the tops of those wings ragged and in need of a good preening. The sound of that stomach grows all the louder in his ears as he's steadily worked down towards it, and the scent of her insides grows as well. His feathers seem to clean up the remains of that cement mixer too, absorbing hte gunk and dragging it down.

13:41 Valerie Owl was drooling onto her lap by down, savoring all of the lovely flavors that the struggling gryphon was putting out as he slid his way down. The flavor was simply divine, especially after all that struggling, which added enough salty flavor to make him taste like a fruity potato chip. Her wings were holding him quite tight, greedily cramming him down as quickly as the bird could manage. There was a very prominent bulge slipping down her throat now, made up of a struggling gryphon that thought pranking a hungry predator with few other options around would be a good idea. Thankfully, his passage downward managed to clean up the aftermath of his prank a bit, getting that strong flavor of the mixer out of her throat and onto his body. The more of the bird Val tasted, the more hungry she became, her stomach roaring in anticipation for the bird that would soon be entering, taking Gyro down in huge gulps.

13:47 Gyro Feather squawks and otherwise calls out from a bulge that'd now made its way down into her chest now, angling towards her stomach. The heavy weight of his squishy gut now settled down onto her beak, which would only meet resistance of val pressed hard enough to find the bones of the rabbit buried in the slurry of chyme. Speaking of which, that bird could smell the sweet remains of their drinks from before, mixing with the heavy scent of vomit as her stomach produced its muck in anticipation of her meal. His beak is right against the sphincter that divides him into her throat now, putting its noises up lose and personal. The hindlegs kick out and his pretty feathered tail lashes, but he has no leverage. It looks like the only place he can go now is down, assuming she can stretch around his gut.

13:55 Valerie Owl would be laughing if she didn't have her mouth full at the moment. The meal of a gryphon wasn't doing too much of a good job fighting back anymore, the only remaining defense he has being his stuffed stomach. Val found it rather challenging to fit her beak around it though, feeling the bulges from inside that his last meal formed. They'd be her own bonus snack after this, now. It squeezed around her beak to the point where it could slide in, making her bulge out even more. Inside the bird, the stench and feeling of the throat around him would make the area much less pleasant to be around, not to mention the sounds of the stomach not too far away anymore. Speaking of which, his beak was already slipping inside it, angled in the perfect way to spread the sphincter open perfectly. Beaks were so nice~ To finish him off, Valerie opened her beak as wide as she could, tilting her head back to let him slide down directly into her caustic stomach chamber. It was more than happy to meet him.

14:07 Gyro Feather wiggles back and forth in her grip, feeling himself feeling rather sick to his stomach at the pressure she caused within him. Soon enough Val manages to find a pocket of gas that hadnt escaped the bird yet, which he belches into her stomach, adding the scent of his own meal to that of the acidic chamber he now found himself in. That plus the kneading seems to be just enough, and the bulge of his gut begins to slip inside her maw. That angled beak pressed open the sphincter, and he slowly found hismelf lowering down into that belly, ever so slowly as she worked on his massive belly. Soon enough it seemed that she reached passed the largest part of his gut, causing him to sink ever faster now. His head pushes donw into the much of drink that lined her stomach, squishing into a bolus of crackers that had yet to dissolve. "N-no! Please...let me go!" He calls out, pleading, as his hips now slide into that maw.

14:13 Valerie Owl felt that her eyes were watering as her body accepted her meal's massive stomach, a full of a different meal that the bird himself would never manage to digest. After all, he'd be too busy doing it for himself. Her stomach very slightly filled and vibrated from the gryphon's belch, before it would fill all the more as the bird crashed down into her huge gut that had been hungry for the longest time. Val was quite eager to snack on the delicious bird from the start, and now he was finally near the beginning of the end. As the gryphon's stomach squished against the sides of her throat on the way down, the plump owl was slurping and gulping down at his thighs, kicking hind legs quickly disappearing down her throat until the paws were all that was left. Her beak clamps down as they slip inside, giving one last gulp to send him all the way down into her stomach... "Hmmm... Best snack I've had all day."

14:21 Eliza Stone leans in and claps a hand across that gut for a moment before giving it a nice and hearty rub. "Food for a better species of bird." Purring softly as she gets into the motions of a good gut rub, the owl smiles gently. "Looks better on an owl than anything else."

14:25 Gyro Feather quickly finds more of his body pressing into that eager belly now, finding himself getting smothered by his own gut as it takes up just as much room in there as he does. His hind legs give a couple final kicks as he floods into her gut, but its no use, the beak clack's shut behind him and her tongue meets his pads to send him down. Gyro's body presses out in distinct bulges now as all of him flows into her belly. All around him he could feel the messy juices of her stomach, slathering into his feathers and fur, leaving an irritating itching in their wake. His ears ring with her words now, and he presses back against the rubbing claws in turn. There would be no hope for him though. "N-no! I should have eaten you when I had the chance...dammit!" The bird swears, while the heat saps his strength.

14:30 Valerie Owl had finished off the bird at last, from the looks of things. At least enough to the point where he'd be curled up inside of her stomach for the digestive process to take its course. The owl's stomach was bulging out rather impressively, stuffed with a snack and a snack within said snack, the gryphon kicking around in an attempt to squeeze his way back out. However, it was hard enough to get him in there, so getting back out would simply not be possible. Her stomach's gurgles were growing louder and louder, juices pouring down around him to speed things up from the rubs. Val's tongue droops out of her beak, with a pant. "Ohhh, he feels so nice down there~ He'll be so much nicer as owl fat, you know..." She giggled, wrapping her wings around her very stuffed stomach. The state of the inside of her belly would only get worse and worse, hotter and hotter, draining and more draining...

14:32 < Gyro Feather> [sub]You better be careful...val was talking about how there is always room for otters.[/sub]

14:33 < Bryce Daeless> [sub]That was OOC, I imagine. You heard nothing :p[/sub]

14:34 < Deamona Shadowfray> [sub]heheh always room in my belly....for all you treats[/sub]

14:35 < Lucia Loutre> might have room, but the issue is getting us in there

14:36 < Deamona Shadowfray> oh, I'm sureyou'd all fit down my gullet

14:38 Gyro Feather grunts and shouts, though it seems that the owl had no intention of even paying to anything he siad, anything he begged for, but sure was he noisy in there. His struggles were not nearly as forceful as he might hope though, finding the walls incredibly tight as they clench over his body, filling his sense with the sounds and sensations of his digestion. The itching began to turn to burning yet, as fur and feathers begin to fall from his form, adding to the soup that surrounds him.

14:40 Eliza Stone grins. "He would to be honest. If you wouldn't eat him, I would have so he was doomed to be owl fat either way.~" Snickering, the larger owl got comfortable against Valerie, kneading that soft belly while applying kisses across the smaller owl, wanting to pamper her nice and proper as long as she could.

14:45 Valerie Owl smirked, patting her stomach as the digestive fluids finally begin to work their way through to the bird that would pave the way towards finishing him off for good. [b]BWORRRRRRPP![/b] "Hah~ That's for sure. I guess I was just the one he wound up in. Won't be much but owl fat soon, though." She smirks, reclining in her seat as her stomach shifts and gurgles. Valerie giggled from the pampering, enjoying it very much so.

14:47 Gyro Feather presses further against himself as that belch purges the rest of the air from the stomach, curling him as tight as can be. The gryphon's motions begin to slow though, as he feels lightheaded. His lungs burn for air and his eyes drift shut. Finaly the bird goes still, nothing more than food for the superior bird.

14:52 Eliza Stone chuckles. "Careful now little birdie, get any more lovely and I might try taking you out on a dinner date sometime." Grinning her beak nice and wide as it would allow, the owl continued to pamper and kiss Valerie. "Always lovely to see the lessers put in a proper place. Either me...you...doesn't matter. It works out either way.~"

14:53 Breythas pokes on into this club here to see what all is going on around here. He drifts over to a nearby booth and sits down to watch.

14:56 Valerie Owl exhales with a grin. "Well, I guess he's nothing but owlfood now." She comments, feeling that digestion was finally taking over him down there. All that churning and gurgling would be sure to leave Gyro and his meal different than before they initially entered... Eliza's comment made her face light up. "Oh, a dinner date, you say~? That would be a lovely idea! <3" Valerie chirped. "We should keep going until as many people as possible are put in the best possible place~"