Pheremones Gone Wrong

1 June 2018

18:16 Dragonloyal Qoth slithers on into the club, coiling up in a booth, and stretching out, twirling his scepter around in his hand. Relaxed, and enjoying life.

19:07 Dragonloyal Qoth pulls out his alchemy set from his bag, beginning to tinker with a few chemicals here and there.

19:11 Saul Ashle skitters on into the bar and finds a spot to take a seat. Glancing around at all the other occupants, he offers a wave to them, accompanying it with a hiss.

19:14 Dragonloyal Qoth spies a male salazzle, quirking an eyeridge and snickering. "Ah, I spy with my little eye a living exception to rules!" He says with a smirk, continuing with his alchemy project. A hyena too, he subtly wonders if they laugh excessively.

19:16 Saul Ashle smirks at Quoth, nodding his head and shrugging his shoulders. "What can I say, I keep myself well fed enough to avoid the same starved fate of my brothers. It helps avoiding contact with the fairer sex, as to not lose myself to them."

19:19 A Fox Named Box strolled into the club, wearing about what he normally did. Seemed like things were starting to pick up around here, which was good.

19:20 Dragonloyal Qoth snickers. "Funny you should mention that. I'm in the process of attempting to develop a synthetic version of their aphrodisiac-like scent. A client of mine wanted to test it on various non-salandit test subjects. A male salazzle would be interesting to test it on, see if it'd have a similar effect. You're technically not a salandit after all."

19:26 Saul Ashle makes a face of distaste at Quoth, and gives a shake of his head. "I think I'd very much like to keep my head. I've seen what my own scent does to those I decide to influence and from what I understand, its not nearly as strong. " He turns to the bar and orders himself a drink, before meeting the snake's gaze once more. "I'd be willing to give /you/ a demo though~"

19:29 Gyro Feather pushes open the door to the bar and struts inside, finding a spot on one of the couches near the crowd and reclining back. Sighing as he eases into the soft fabric, be props his chair up on the table and glances around.

19:29 Rita Nidorina yawns again. "How typical, a lizard trying to get into another lizard's pants. Not that Qoth is really a lizard, or even [b]wears[/b] pants, though..."

19:31 Dragonloyal Qoth quirks an eyeridge at Saul. "Is that so? Are you quite sure that wouldn't backfire on you? Me being completely enamored with you could lead to some... quite different scenearios, I'm sure. Though as a practitioner of alchemy, I wouldn't be opposed to seeing the effects I'm attempting to replicate."

19:36 Saul Ashle shoots a glare over at Rita and waves his hand dismissively towards the pokemon who's only about two thirds his height. "Pipe down shrimp, I'm most certainly not after this guys tail," he snorts. His demeanor shifts back towards amiable as his gaze returns to Qoth. His own tail gently runs back and forht behind him as a soft smokey scent begins to waft from beneath it. "It could, it could, like me suggesting that you crawl down that Sergal's gullet. That'd be rather entertaining I think."

19:40 Rita Nidorina snarls. "Who d'ya think you're calling shrimp, punk?" She rolled her eyes, sitting a little bit further away from the Salazzle. She noticed a fox entering the establishment recently, which happened to catch her eyes. The tiny predator gestures over to Saul. "Can you believe this guy? He thinks he's hot shit just because he's a little bit taller than me. Given the opportunity, I could probably down him in ten seconds flat."

19:41 Dragonloyal Qoth grins. "Well, certainly a possibility... However my size tends to deter things such as that unless the predator's constitution is ungodly high." He says, eyes drifting over Saul's figure. The lizard certainly was cute, he had to concede that. He flicked his tongue out, catching the smoky taste. He blinked his eyes a couple of times, feeling a bit fogged over in his mind. He gave a grin, and started slithering closer towards Saul. "Admittedly, you're quite handsome. I find little to no offense to the notion of putting on a bit of a show with you. Though to be fair, that might at least partially be the aphrodisiac talking~" The effect was getting stronger as time went on, but the snake still had his head for now.

19:49 Saul Ashle breaks into a soft chuckle and then turns his palm upwards. A bright glowing flame eminates from the orange patch upon his palms, before he lets it go back out. "I mean, I am a fire mon, I'd say that makes me pretty hot indeed~" As Qoth approached, the smell of the smokey pheremones grows stronger, working to inviade his mind and dull his senses. While the pokemon wasnt nearly as powerful as his female counterpart, given time, it would work to dull the snake's inhibitions and weaken him to the power of suggestion leaving him thinking whatever saul proposed a rather good idea. But for now, it was just a mild numbing of his mind.
Saul flicks his forked tongue at the snake and shifts in his seat before taking a long sip of his drink. "Perhaps so, but I do think that there are creatures that frequent here who could slurp you down like a noodle. Alas, I certainly wouldnt be able to, but, perhaps we cant help you be part of a show yet~"

19:52 Rita Nidorina taps her foot against the table. "Whatever you say. I doubt anyone would be able to fit me down, with how pudgy I am. And even then, they'd have a fun time working away at my poison." She teased, sipping from her drink. "Therefore, I'm sure it'd be far better to find whoever you can to dump down my gullet like a garbage disposal." The tiny predator opens her maw wide for emphasis.

19:55 Saul Ashle takes this to be a little game, and gulps down the rest of the contents of his glass. Taking aim, he lobs it over at Rita, right on the mark to land inside that cavernous maw if she doesnt react fast enough. "I'm done with this, garbage enough for ya?"

19:55 Dragonloyal Qoth can tell that proximity is playing a bit of a factor in the potency of the scent. Indeed, his senses are starting to fall, but not so much as to inhibit his taste. "There's one minute problem with your method. Before I become a mindless thrall, there's a window of addiction.... Addiction to every little thing about the source of the scent.... I can't at the moment imagine a taste other than the one you've provided me.... Can hardly focus on anything but you. Attention, in a place like this, let a lone addiction, is not necessarily the best of things." He wraps himself around the salazzle, pressing a finger to his muzzle. "For you see, love can take many different forms." It's clear by the frequent blinking of the serpent he's trying to dispell some of the fog in his mind, to little or no effect. Slowly, the red in his eyes starts to shift more towards orange.

19:59 Rita Nidorina hops up and clamps down her muzzle on the glass, managing to catch it and swallow it whole without it breaking. A deep gulp sends it squeezing down her throat, before resting inside her stomach. Rita pauses for a moment to realize what exactly she just ate. "Hey, what the hell was that for!? I said [b]whoever[/b] was around, not [b]whatever![/b]" She sighs, reclining. "Whatever. It's not like I can't digest glass."

20:05 Saul Ashle watches with a grin, at first, as the lizard approaches, shifting in his seat, before that tail curls around the barstool. There it shifts to trepidation as the Salazzle increases the amount of the smokey pheremones he's putting out there as Quoth wraps up higher, pinning his hind legs against the legs of the stool. "Saaaaaaa-----" He hisses, narrowing his eyes at the snake and scrunching his nose from the finger upon his muzzle. The tongue then extends, wrapping up the finger in a slimy embrace, drawing it into his own muzzle where the purple tinged drool is lift glistening upon its scaled form. "And the form I think it should take is you heading to one of those poles and dancing around it for the crowd to admire~" He suggests, trying to turn up the charm.
Out of the corner of his eye, he's rather impressed with Rita and her catch of the glass, but his focus is too intent on Qoth to acknowledge it, as his heart races in his chest.

20:11 Dragonloyal Qoth breathes in deeply, the scent impossible to ignore as his eyes flutter, like a hit of an intensely addictive drug. "Mmmm.... That would be enjoyable, but as a snake I have such an awkward center of gravity, performing a proper pole-dance is next to impossible. The best dances from our kind are those given to one personally...." The serpent takes a moment to pry Saul's muzzle open, and get his face just inside that maw, letting some of the drool drip upon his head, allowing himself to further admire the scent, before pulling his head back out, the saturation of orange in the snake's eyes only getting higher and higher. "Mmmm.... Such a slippery slope you are, aren't you? Can hardly contain myself...." His twin 'poles' begin to emerge at the intersection of his torso and serpentine figure. "You've got me hooked, and I can't stop myself at this point even if I wanted to~ I'm yours to command.... But do think about different ways your words can be interpreted~" At this point, the high snake's eyes are neon green, and if someone turned off the lights, they'd probably glow in the dark too. "But I can't describe how badly I want to take your body... how much I feel the need to plow you full of my desire~"

20:15 Gyro Feather perks up as things get spicy, and makes his way over towards the pair to watch, taking a seat over next to Rita with a smirk. "Looks like things really are getting interesting." So close, he can feel just the faintest wiff of the pheremones eating at his mind, dulling him ever so slightly. With a giggle he offers Rita his glass as well. "Want a second? You looked like you enjoyed that first."

20:21 Saul Ashle 's pheremones really dont come from his maw, but from down beneath his tail, so when quote sticks his head in, he merely gets the stale breath of the lizard, mixed with the same recycled air that he'd been breathing before. The faintly purple liquid clings to his scales with an almost oily fashion, while the lizard uses this opportunity to take a taste of the other's face. The soft forked muscle glides across the other's smooth scales, barely inhibited in its motions from the rough taste buds that adorn it. Smacking his lips a couple times, he grins at the serpent, getting comfortable in his grip finally. "Hmmm maybe what I want is you inside me~ Even if you wouldnt fit...that taste, I must say, is rather marvelous~" He hisses softly. Those poles push up between his hips, brushing over the wide vent that holds his own hidden member behind its slit.

20:32 Dragonloyal Qoth groans out, almost painfully aroused at this point, so when Saul brings up 'you inside of me', the serpent grins. "Oh, that's what I've been waiting for you to say~" He lowers the male's head, pointing him down to his twin arousals, both of which are throbbing quite hard at this particular moment. Without a moment's hesitation, those twins find themselves buried within the salazzle's mouth, preventing any further speech for the time being~ The serpent flips the salazzle around, putting the both of them in a 69 sort of position. As he does so, his exposure to the scent drives a gush of serpent pre to splatter out into the lizard's mouth, the last words the salazzle said getting a bit lost in the mental haze.... "inside me" "Taste.... Marvelous..." The serpent groans out. "Wants... to be inside of me.... Tastes.... Marvelous~" He binds his coils a bit tighter, leaving the thick scent of serpentine lust enveloping the salazzle, whose face is currently being viciously molested by a snake who is far too horny for his own good!

20:42 Saul Ashle feels himself shifted in the coils, and its a good thing that his body is so flexible as he's rotated around, to be lifted by his rump while his head pushes down against the shafts beneath him. As he opens his mouth to respond, he instead gets a mouthful of the thick twin members, which press back to his gullet. while his own hinds grow incredibly close to Qoth's muzzle. Here the scent of the pheremones gets even more powerful, invading his mind and leaving him all the more uninhibitted. Saul recovers after a moment and presses his hips up against Qoth's muzzle, sliding his slit to where that tongue could easily invade it, while grinding on top of it. The salazzles tongue curls around twin members, sliding in and out and rubbing them against each other and a playful dance as he suckles on the shafts.

20:49 Dragonloyal Qoth has no hesitation when it comes to sampling the salazzle's own flavor, right in the most intense spot. That warm, slick tongue presses into the male salazzle's nethers, slurping around in search for the male's length. Probing, curious tongue movements cover every crevice and inch of the salazzle's slit, the snake's muzzle practically buried within it. The snake's hips slam against the salazzle's face at intense speeds, the deprived snake not taking more than a couple minutes to loose his seed all over the lizard's mouth, both of his shafts acting as powerful pumps to splurt that goo into his face, but what's more, is that the snake only gets faster. Clearly with the amount of hormones rushing through his body, one orgasm's not going to do. His humps get more and more aggressive as he's actually less satisfied now than he was before he came. He was clearly more than willing to keep slamming that cute lizard's face full of snake cocks as long as he possibly could. The words just kept echoing in his mind. "Wants.... inside me..... Taste... Marvelous~" His libido just keeps demanding he fuck that adorable face more and more, even after round two hits, the serpent doesn't even phase as his lets loose the second of one of the largest loads of his life, suckling and slurping on whatever he can on the salazzle.

21:01 Saul Ashle sucks in a deep breath as that slippery tongue presses into his slit, sliding along the shaft pocket till it reaches his bowels at the end which reveals a rather musky flavor. The experience draws out a shudder from the fire lizard, while the length inside of him begins to inflate, pressing out into the mouth of the serpent. while the tongue explores even deeper inside of him. Burried as he is, he has some temporary reprieve from teh musky smoke, though the effects will linger for a fair while in his mind. That long tongue squirms its way up his bowels into his colon as the snake pushes in, only further simulating the lizard's shaft to grow, pressing from the hole and more into the warm breath of the serpent.

Saul practically coughs at that first round of seed unexpectedly splattering into his gullet, leaving him coughing up a storm, and leaving his maw sliding against the shafts. After a moment he manages to slwallow some of it down, followed soon by the scond load. This one, however, leaks out the front of his mouth, drooling white seed all over the predator's body.

21:09 Dragonloyal Qoth was lost in a frenzy of lust, those words continuing to recite themselves in the echo chamber of his mind. As he continues to explore the musky depths of the lizard, eventually, he does start to calm down a little bit inside that head of his. He's aware that he's regaining control, but the scent still has his mind in a state of chaos. He eventually changes those words as his first act of control over his body. He adds a little bit of context to the words. "He tastes marvelous.... Want inside me..." Something the salazzle can't see, is the eyes turning from neon orange to a more rust color. The snake still keeps going though, his libido not slowed down at all.

The snake pulls himself back a bit, arms pinning the salazzle's legs to his side, and he gapes his mouth open. The time the lizard's shaft spends outside of his mouth is hardly noticable, except now, the salazzle has a warm, creeping feeling sliding up his body, as he's slowly being devoured butt-first, face still being viciously ravaged.

21:18 Saul Ashle continues to bob up and down on the shaft, spurred on by the drooling of his own cock into the snake's mouth while that tongue continues to dive deep inside of him. Now that Qoth's pulled out, the scent begins to invade his mind once more to reexhurt the salazzle's control over the snake. The sensation of pleasure has him briefly clouded as the snake moved to envelop his rump, but as his shaft became enveloped in the warmth, and the base of his tail pressed into the snake's maw, he blinks and shifts his eyes backwards. What he sees out of the corner of them has him worried, as he attemps to pull away from teh shafts, babbling incoherently around them in an attempt to order the snake to stop what its doing at once.

21:23 Dragonloyal Qoth is hit hard by the brief exposure to the scents, but as the salazzle's tail is now in his maw, the peak of this uphill battle has almost been reached. With the inability to give commands however, due to the horny snake's persistence to keep his libido sated at least to an extent. So long as it's not too out of control, he can keep himself at least slightly conscious. With the base of his tail in his mouth, he now has a chance to seal the deal. He grips his arms to either side of the lizard, and pushes himself further forward, only able to due to the tweaking he did to the words jumbling around in his mind. His sticky saliva now coats up to the lizard's waist, and half-way down his legs. As he slips forward, the lizard's arousal slides against his slick flesh, and the base of his tail slides down into his throat, which bulges out with his meal-to-be.

21:29 Saul Ashle sputters around the thick shafts, only able to get a word or two in edge wise before they muffle him once more, leaving hims quirming with quite a bit of effort against the creature's scales. Inside the throat massages over his shaft, steadily drawing out the member to its full lenght, and leaving more pre dripping down the hot throat. Even with teh tail enveloped, there still was quite a bit of pheremones left hanging in the air around them, and certainly would take some time to disperse to an ineffective concentration. And yet, it seemed that the haze was not making it any easier for the mon to get his orders out to the reptiles.

21:36 Dragonloyal Qoth kept swallowing the salazzle down further and further, reaching his diaphragm in relatively short order. The lizard's face was continuously molested, as the delecious flavor drove the primal instincts of the serpent to complete his task of devouring the lizard. His mind once more submerged from the lingering scent in the air, the damage had been done. With how desperate the serpent was, there was zero chance he'd get a chance to speak without being muffled by either snake flesh, or snake dicks. The salazzle's arms found themselves forced at his side, before they too slid down the gluttonous mouth of the snake. Humps at this point pounding him deeper and deeper. Eventually, the salazzle's head found itself viewing the world with a view framed by snake jaws. The humping kept going, until finally the snake's gullet removed the lizard from his lengths, which the serpent himself continued to service himself. A short bit later, and the snake's twins erupted once more as hot, thick, sticky seed splattered against the lizard's face, as he began the long trip through his esophagus.

21:41 Kanakka ducked his way into the oft-visited club; though it had been less attended by the large dragon-shark of late, it was still his place of choice to come and relax, even if ninety percent of the time nothing came of it. He squirmed through the front door, careful despite the fact that he was well used to the doorway's robust dimensions by now. Kanakka straightened up, dustig himsef off. He wore a simple orange robe today, wrapped around his torsom less so his hips, where it'd contrain him too much, the wooden beads of his adopted faith hanging around his neck. He came just in time to see Qoth finish (provided that such topical debauchery was going on in relatively easy view of his high vantage, anyway) "Oh um... good evening everyone"

21:41 Saul Ashle squirms fitfully in the grip onf the snake, feeling the warm muscles rolling around him and steadily drawing him deeper despite his wishes. His ligs could easily be seen in odd impressions on the snake's belly while more of his form showed thorugh in narrow bulges the deeper he became. The tail is uncomfortably curled up against he roof and back on tiself, hiding the scent producing organ from teh world. As his head enters the maw, the blast of foul air from teh snake's breath overwhilems his senses, causing him to wrinkle his nose and cough further around the shafts. Finally they slip from his maw and he calls out, "N-no! Spit me out! Thats an order!" Though that noise is soon replaced by sputtering as another wash of salty seed plasters over hsi face. With that afinal gulp, he disapears from teh world, cast into a darkness while the walls around him massage him deeper. He continues to make muffled pleas, but its not getting anywhere now, through the thickly scaled walls that surrounded him.

21:49 Dragonloyal Qoth swallowed the lizard in deeper, looking down as his body shifts further and further away from hope, and closer and closer to despair. The snake puts a hand to his head, still quite dazed and numbed from the mists of his meal. It was true, salazzles really did possess quite the biological gift. However, this one had failed the task of taking him over entirely, a mistake he paid for with his life. As time rolled passed, the lizard soon found himself stationary in a slightly roomier chamber than the esophagus, at least allowing him to adjust his position a bit. The grrgling and rumbling stomach around him was not waiting for his comfort, however. There was already fluid pooling in the stomach of the hungry stomach, a third of the space full, likely added to due to the chemical tampering of the salazzle's potent scent. The snake let out a loud belch, projecting such a scent, quite watered down with the scent of gastric disgestion albeit, out into the club. The orange glow in the snake's eyes started to fade back to a bright red, before dimming even more to his normal red variance. Although his mind was not recovered entirely, it was recovered enough that the serpent at least had control of his thoughts, even if his mind was severely numbed and weakened. "That was.... An experience.... best not get too confident around those sorts... That was almost it for my mind..." He said, looking over to Kanakka, offering a slight wave. "Ah... Hello there.... Apologies I'm, not exactly tip-top shape at the moment.... Stupid lizard thing had more potent defenses than I thought..."

21:56 Kanakka had taken a few steps into the establishment, which was enough to carry him to the center of the room as he picked his way past the furniture and visitors carefully.i He looked over to Qoth and blushed, but nodded with a smile regardless "Not potent enough, t'would seem, sir" he pointed out "You seem rather uninjured" he added, focusing a little more directly on the serpentine gentleman to make that assertion. Bae was noticed as she slipped past him of course, she earned a wave just by being there, though seeing her always made his heart ache a touch

21:58 Bae-Hung-Xi would look over at Kanakka, giving a friendly wave as she then looks to the now fed snake,”Should always be careful of any kind of chemical or pheromone based defenses.....otherwise I imagine you would be eagerly sliding down the gullet of your recent meal~”

22:00 Saul Ashle 's rump is the first thing to push into that chamber and press back into the much tighter sphincter at the end. The rest of him, soon enough is lodge deeper, sliding out into the bulge that constricts tightly around him. At least now that he's not fighting peristalsis, the lizard can squirm around just enough to mange to get his tail and hind legs in a slightly more comfortable position inside of there, causing the bulge to chnage shape beneath his scales. His own scaled covering protects him at first from the juices that lurk inside the stomach, but that's certainly likely to change. And the smell, the smell was absolutely terrible, a sour bitter scent that burned at his nose, only slightly dulled by the powerful pheremones he pumped into the chamber. A soft sizzling comes from the gut as he attempts to light up his fire, but it dies almost instantly in the humid envirmoent that surrounds him, though Qoth's belly would certainly seem quite warm.

22:02 Gyro Feather had been mesmerized the entire time and claps his claws togehter once the display his finished. He gives Rita a soft shove and grins at her. "That was quite the show wasnt it?"

22:07 Dragonloyal Qoth rumbles a tad, licking over his lips. "Indeed, I could easily have fallen victim to his control.... But, he was far too small to fit someone of my size, unless he wanted to burst attempting. Still, that was just his, which he admitted were weaker than average.... No telling what would happen if a female were to try something like that on me." He says, patting over the gurgling food in his belly. "I'm not going to lie though, I've never had something that tasted better.... Maybe it was the grip he had on me, but I swear he was absolutely delicious...." As he spoke, the snake's stomach squeezed around the lizard, forcing him to belch up another bout of stale air, thumping his chest a bit before hand. "Mmmh.... No doubt he's flooding my stomach with those hormones, fortunately the smell of digestion is quite capable of overpowering that." He said with a chortle. "Not that he could give commands in his current situation." He rumbles from the pleasant warmth coming from the lizard's attempt at fire. The level of fluid rises to half way, and the burning is starting to slip passed the scales to the bare flesh. spreading from certain spots, it soon seems to encompass the lizard's entire body. He looks to Gyro. "I was almost the show, but I guess it was pretty good, wasn't it?" Clearly, this was a humble serpent. He made his way over to his loveseat, where he laid his coils, making sure to rub and pet over the wiggling digesting foodbulge.

22:13 Kanakka nodded somewhat, moving over to sit down by the well-fed serpent, perking an ear to the sounds eminating from below. Kanakka hoped that the man would not mind his sitting beside him "More to the point, the only nose inside your belly to find those scents is his" he pointed out, having realised from the explanation that it was some olfactory attack; Kanakka wondered if that would work on him, he had a nose but not sense of smell anymore. "The most interesting contest is one where the victor is not immediately clear, and in this place those are rare, sir" he added to the latter comment.

22:13 Bae-Hung-Xi chuckles quite a bit,”Well, true, you do look like quite the mouthful, but you can never know really, some predators are weird.”

22:17 Saul Ashle had created quite a bubble of smoke inside of there, that comes out in billows as Qoth belches up the built up air. THe stomach contracts tighter around him, while the painful fluid first starts burning at his crotch and in his mouth, but soon begins to push beneath his scales, causing them to flake off into the liquid around him. Inside he's thrashing about, causing the stomach to wiggle as the snake moves, but overall is rather powerless to stop the inevitable march towards his demise. The contractions of the stomach force him beneath the liquids, before he comes back up with a gasp for air, and tries again with his fire attack, even as it continues to fail miserably insdie of there. He's feeling rather lightheaded now, as the oxygen leaves with each subsequent belch.

22:21 Gyro Feather turns his head to watch Qoth as he takes a seat down in the couch opposite his and offers a grin at the snake. "I mean...I'm not sure I'd have objected to seeing that one either. It'd be pretty interesting to see what tune he'd make you dance too~" The bird teases, flicking his tail behind him as he gets comfortable in his own couch.

22:22 Dragonloyal Qoth conceded the point that contest was truly rare in a place such as this with a nod. "Oh, there are some who could take me, I'm friends with a serpent who's about three times my size roughly. He could take me with little effort. In general though those who can treat me 'like a noodle' are few and far between." The snake paused for a moment, before belching out more smoke from within, the stomach's space pretty much entirely submerged in acid, which slips further into the lizard's delicate muscle structure, burning him intensely from within, only a small pocket of air left, just enough for his nose to fit into for a couple more breaths, and most of the air in that pocket is recycled and saturated with hormones and smoke. "Mmmm.... He's not much longer for this world now. I can feel his desperation, the calm after the storm is soon to follow~" He turns to the gryphon. "Oh, sure. Though something tells me he wouldn't have stopped until I was covered in the cum of every patron who came into the establishment this evening. Who knows how many of them would take a turn filling me.

22:27 Kanakka nodded again, agreeing with the sentiments. Even Kanakka would struggle to swallow Qoth, though the huge creature was certainly safe from the serpent in turn. He chuckled somewhat at the burp and blushed when the fellow's latter comment came to light, the big beast was not made uncomfortable, so much as feeling a sort of childish shyness at such subject matter, even here, when it was raised. He did lean down, close to Qoth, glancing over toward Gyro and Bae as he did so "We still can do that" he suggested, reaching down and cupping a hand to his own limp member and large balls, before sitting back up.

22:30 Saul Ashle is breathing heavily now, feeling his head swimming with both pain and a lack of air. There's very little left for him to breathe now, while the rest of his body sizzles away in the acids. Bones show beneath his less fleshy areas such as his fingers, and he's feeling rather dizzy. There's one final burst of fire as he tries his hardest to escape, burning up the last of the oxygen inside of there. Finally the fire lizard's body spasms, and then he goes stil within the snake. Who knows how the poison would treat him, but certainly there'd be no lizard aroudn to see it.

22:36 Dragonloyal Qoth laid back with a chuckle. "Suppose it could happen, though for now my libido's burnt to cinders.... Without those hormones keeping me going, there's no way I'd have kept being so vicious, just keeping on continuing the assault... It's weird. When under the influence of that stuff, cumming only made me hornier.... There's really no other way to describe it, I just kept getting exponentially more lustful. Who knows how long until I had no mind of my own whatsoever?" He said. Although, his tail does slither about to tease Kanakka's balls. "Though in terms of energy, I'm pretty much spent." He thumped his chest a bit more, before letting out yet another, smaller belch. He patted his now still gut. "Hmmm.... Poor thing~ All he wanted was some fun~"

22:39 Kanakka hummed thoughtfully at the description "Perhaps he would not have eroded your mind, it sounds quite nice, if one was able to recover without issue" he squeaked though, at that questing tail-tip found the large orbs that lay exposed between wide thighs, the orbs were heavy and full, held close to the beast's body with a comparatively chubby cock above, resting upon them "Well.. uh.. wel when you come here for fun, you always fun the risk of... well" he gestured to the faintly squirming belly

22:52 Gyro Feather lazes against the couch, watching the others as they play with each other. "I'm sure you'd have been let go eventually...unless they'd have maanged to find someone you could fit down."

22:56 Dragonloyal Qoth shrugs. "Oh maybe." He looks over to Gyro. "But there's no counting for a little luck. You seem a bit interested.... Care to attend to my digesting bulge~?" An innocent enough offer, in a place like this.

22:59 Gyro Feather tilts his head at Qoth skeptically at first, but the haze from the Salazzle's lingering cloud is there in his mind, and so he thinks what the heck. The bird slides on off of the couch and trots on over to settle down on top of the gurgling bulge of the snake, leaning against him like a couch. "I suppose I might~" THe intoxicating pheremones still inger on the snake's breath the closer he gets to him.

23:02 Kanakka glanced around somewhat. there was a good number of people around, but Unfortunately Kanakka had soe things he aught to go and do before the night deepened too much. Gyro seemed well able t take care of Qoth, so he felt no trouble leaving them to it. Kanakka rose to his feet, careful of the pair at his side, and nodded "I shall see you next time, or perhaps not" he chuckle

23:04 Dragonloyal Qoth smiles as the gryphon approaches. "Hmmm~" The snake at the moment has pure intentions, aside from the slight urge to tease the cute gryph... "Well, I do enjoy some company. Surely you'd be okay with supplying such company?" He said with a smirk. His breath wafts over to the gryphon, enticing him further like a beckoning hand.

23:07 Gyro Feather wrinkles his snout, trying to decide how he felt about the bitter and yet pleasantly musky breath that came from the snake's maw as he greets him. But the allure still dulls his mind. Steadily the gryphon turns to the bulge and begins to rub up against it, tracing delicate circles in the scales. He straddles the tail, bringing his sheath to rub against the burbling belly as he moves.

23:10 Dragonloyal Qoth quirked an eyeridge. "Seems you're no stranger to this eh? Bet you've built quite a few predatory friends by doing that... Not to mention how warm and cozy you are snuggled up to me like that." As he spoke, he pet along his new acquaintance's head, his breath continuing to waft over the gryphon. "Could get used to keeping a cutie like you around for this very purpose!"

23:14 Gyro Feather shrugs his shoulders at the snake and then spurred on by the aphrodisaic affects of his breath begins to grind his hips down against the bulge as he rubs. "I mean...sometimes I've done it before...but usually I'm a little wary...some preds seem to want..." he gulps, "Seconds."

23:18 Dragonloyal Qoth makes a puzzled expression. "Oh I see. Well, you should consider yourself lucky that I don't. Besides, I'm guessing from that grinding motion you are... Quite fascinated with the process~" He looks into Gyro's eyes. Every word laced with the breath of digesting salazzle.

23:22 Gyro Feather finds his shaft growing firmer now, until it reaches its full size, drizzling a bit of clear pre across the scales as he thrusts forward against the body. The talons scrape against the still bugle gently as he hears it gurgling. That scent is just driving him further along. "Mmm not usually...but...theres...there's something about you..."

23:28 Dragonloyal Qoth winks to the bird. "Are you telling me that you're one of those sorts~? The one who just can't help but be enamored with the process, wishing in their darkest depths, that they're the one inside, enjoying it until the very end~" He had caught on that the scent of his prey was likely on his breath... Now he just needed to abuse that poor little mind, until it caved~

23:33 Gyro Feather forces a shake of his head, fighting the way that the pheremones were clouding his mind, making him all the easier to suggest, though not nearly as powerful as it would be from the lizard itself. "N-n-no....no that's not me...I just...there's something about you..." he says with a not very forceful denial. Gyro's motion had picked up as he pushes himself down against that bulge.

23:35 Dragonloyal Qoth smiles, planting a kiss on the gryphon's beak. "Well, if it is just me.... Then I would be happy to put you, the puzzle piece, in the puzzle that you've discovered you truly belong in. After all, what are the odds you'll ever find anyone else who 'there's just something about' that would give you as nearly satisfying of an end?"

23:40 Gyro Feather 's beak doesnt have much flavor to it, but the kiss leaves the bird shuddering. That smoke is really clouding his brain now, but its not quite there yet. He gives a small shake of his head and frowns at the snake, but cant bring himself to pull himself away even as this event is getting all the more dangerous for him. "N-no...really I dont need that..."

23:47 Dragonloyal Qoth tilts his head to the side, as if shocked to hear such a response. "Are you sure? I mean, you frequent this place, it's bound to happen sooner or later... Why not at least go out on your terms? With someone who gets you that little bit extra excited?" As he spoke, he pressed the gurgling bulge up against the aroused bird. "You might not ever get a second chance~"

23:53 Dragonloyal Qoth chortles and shakes his head. "Now you're just sounding like it's a formality thing. Come on now, I insist~" He says, before gaping his mouth open, and tucking the tasty bird's face inside of it. The smell is exponentially more intense within, coupled with the smell of digesting lizard.

23:59 Gyro Feather 's mind is too far gone to really even resist as that slimy maw presses down over his head, squelching him against the hot slippery flesh at hte back of the throat. The smell is absolutely intixicating in there as it invades his nares, and despite the foul acidic accompanying odor, he's unphased by his new change. The thrusting against the gurgling belly picks up in intensity as he continues to rub against it with his talons as well.

00:59 GyroFeather fails to resist the entire way down his gullet, and even, as the tongue caresses his needy shaft, manages to blow a hot load down teh snakes throat. He doesnt really want it, but hte salazzle's phremones combined with Qoth's suggestion are enough to drive him to enjoy every moment of it. The muscles squeeze ovaer his form in an enticing motion, providing a lovely kneading sensation. Soon enough though, he pushes into the stomach, where he begins to cough on the acrid scent. Bones snap as he's forced inside on top of the salazzle, finding that much of the creature had already been turned to mush. Once the stinging begins his mind finally begins to clear, leaving him squirming for as long as he can, feeling his feathers and fur vacate his body. He gives one final cry after the naga belches, before falling still, joining in the stew inside.

00:59 < Dragonloyal Qoth> woops, hold on

00:59 Dragonloyal Qoth steals the gryphon in a tight embrace, holding the two figures together. He knows that deep down, the bird wants it.... Or, really, who cares if he does or not? He's about to be food. And food's opinion is typically fairly devalued. With the fumes clouding his mind, the bird's enjoyment is almost guaranteed! He hoists Gyro up in the air, and uses his seasoned esophagus to take him deep. The face slips passed the entrance to his gullet, and with several forceful pushes and gulps, the rest of his body soon follows. Loud glrks ring out from all around, as the bulge of gryphon descends, the scent of digestion starts to strongly overpower that of the salazzle's residual scent. Eventually the end is reached, the gryphon deposited into a caustic pile of broken and brittle bones, surrounded in liquified flesh. The stench of sweet musk is practically nonexistant, and all that surrounds is boiling flesh. The burning is intense, as the feathers offer little to no resistance to the digestive juices of the naga. The chamber is already quite full, and after a single loud, obnoxious belch lets it all out, the gryphon is left to stew in his own melting flesh, alongside the salazzle, the two of them making excellent snake fuel.

fails to resist the entire way down his gullet, and even, as the tongue caresses his needy shaft, manages to blow a hot load down teh snakes throat. He doesnt really want it, but hte salazzle's phremones combined with Qoth's suggestion are enough to drive him to enjoy every moment of it. The muscles squeeze ovaer his form in an enticing motion, providing a lovely kneading sensation. Soon enough though, he pushes into the stomach, where he begins to cough on the acrid scent. Bones snap as he's forced inside on top of the salazzle, finding that much of the creature had already been turned to mush. Once the stinging begins his mind finally begins to clear, leaving him squirming for as long as he can, feeling his feathers and fur vacate his body. He gives one final cry after the naga belches, before falling still, joining in the stew inside.
[2018-06-02 00:10:58] *Dragonloyal Quoth woke up after quite the enjoyable bit of sleep. His two meals in the time passed had long sensed completed the journey through his body, and thus the time was nearing where they would be bidding his insides adieu. The snake slithered about, looking for some place inconspicuous enough to leave a large pile of brittle and shattered bones speckling the brown stench that he was to expel. There would be a good amount of partially digested scales and feathers within the mass also, the salazzle and gryphon more difficult to completely break down than other species. Finally, he found a nice shady spot beneath a tree in the middle of the forest that would suit his purposes fine. He raised his tail, and with a grunt and hiss, he began to push out what remained of his endeavors from the previous evening, the long, firm piles of snake scat plopping onto the ground with wet sounds, brittle pieces of scale, feather, and bone speckling it as the snake began to purge his system of his food's impurities. After the head had passed, the remaining time of this endeavor was spent in bliss, as the smooth, softness of his expulsions soothed his sore hole, sore from the sensations of pushing out that first bit. There was quite a pile left on the ground when it was all said and done,finished off with a grunt as two broken, shit-filled skulls plopped atop the massive pile. Admiring his work for a minute, the snake put his hands around his now showing arousals, taking the time of getting back home to revel in how satisfying this was, as it always was.