Picking the Wrong Side in a Fight

13 August 2018

21:20 Valerie Owl yawned, having been passed out in one of the other rooms of the club for a while. Some events from earlier seemed to have taken a lot out of her. "Muh... Did I end up missing anything?"

21:21 Blacktail Lucario blinks and turns to see the owl in question. "Huh... Speak of the devil?"

21:22 Valerie Owl wing waves. "Sorry for dipping after making you blow your wad. I usually take a nap after anything like that."

21:23 Blacktail Lucario shrugs again, his flush still strong. "It's fine. At least you didn't pass out on top of me."

21:24 Valerie Owl cackled in response. "Yeah, you would've been gone by the time I woke up again."

21:24 Blacktail Lucario purses his lips. "You mean... Suffocated, or...?" He's fairly sure she doesn't mean suffocated.

21:26 Gyro Feather strolls on into the club and waves his wings at a coupe of the visitors. He pauses halfway in, wonderin gwho he might decide to take a seat next to.

21:26 Der flops into the club!

21:26 Jesse Freemartin looks up and waves with a friendly smile to Gyro Feather and Der.
"Man, two griffins! We are [b]blessed."

21:27 Valerie Owl says, "I mean... perhaps, if you can't find a nice place to breathe. But that's aside the bigger thing to worry about. I'm more loose than you think." She stuck her tongue out, glancing over towards the other birds that entered the club. "Oh, more beaks!"

21:27 Blacktail Lucario looks down sharply. That's what he thought, but it's another thing to hear it. "...w-well then!"

21:28 Gyro Feather grins at Jesse and turns his head back to look at Der. "I'm...not really sure he counts all that much." He then chuckles at Val. "Yes indeed...looks like 3 of us tonight?"

21:29 Valerie Owl grins, "Well, I"m not seeing any extra birds around. Always a shame." She giggles.

21:30 Gyro Feather waves his claw dismissively in FLanker's direction. "SHe's always asleep in the corner over there. Its a wonder Val hasnt eaten her yet...knowing her affinity for feathered things."

21:30 Der peels himself off of the floor and looks around, suddenly seeming more perky! Waving to Jesse and fluttering up, glaring at Gyro "I'm a full griffon, thank you very much!"

21:31 Jesse Freemartin laughs. "Der is a [b]very [/b] respectable mouthful of griffon!"

21:33 Valerie Owl snorts. "Flanker's a cute one, even if she isn't awake often. She's more of the sort that I'd like to share a meal with than eat." She teases, her tailfeathers giving a flick.

21:33 < Flanker> [sub]Fuck am I being called for.[/sub]

21:33 < Flanker> Oh. You guys.

21:33 Der sticks his tongue out at Flanker "They are a silly bird"

21:34 Blacktail Lucario asks, "Is it really wise to try and rile up [i]her[/i]?"

21:34 Der shrugs, "She literally never does anything"

21:35 Gyro Feather nods his head. "You could proably shove Der into her beak, and she'd not bother to swallow him." He makes his way over to where Val is and orders a drink from the bar.

21:35 Jesse Freemartin shakes her head towards Blacktail Lucario. "Der is correct." Jesse stands up, folds her arms over her soft chest, and smiles. "Some birds are a little sillier than others."

21:36 Jesse Freemartin passes Gyro Feather a bottle of Heineken beer.

21:36 Blacktail Lucario gives a slow, if grudging, nod. "You're not wrong..."

21:37 Valerie Owl yawns, fanning it with a wing. "Yeah, making a bird upset hardly ever bodes well."

21:37 Blacktail Lucario offers a shrug at that, though. "I mean... I don't think I [b]upset[/b] you, but, uh..."

21:37 Gyro Feather furrows his brow at the swill, and tosses the bottle back. "How about something sweet and hard instead. This sort of stuff is rather trash."

21:40 Der wonders just how small of creatures that Maugh was hunting for! "I'd go perch on Flanker's beak, but I feel that may be pushing it just a bit~"

21:40 Blacktail Lucario huffs! He'd toss a wad of paper at her, if there were any napkins at his booth. Instead, he settles for making the motion.

21:40 Jesse Freemartin blinks, grinning hard as she catches it.
"Sweet and hard, huh?" She grins. "Cider? Hard Lemonade? Long Island Iced Tea?" She smiles at Gyro, lifting her owl glass and taking a sip. "We got Lazzaroni Amaretto too."

21:42 Gyro Feather chuckles and raises an eye at Blacktail. "You did all that work, and he didnt even feed you afterwards?" He then looks back over his shoulder at Jesse and eyes the bottle of amaretto. "How about an amaretto sour, fill me up a tall, and light on the ice."

21:43 Valerie Owl cracks a grin. "I thought he'd get mad. Besides, I had a nice lunch." She glanced back at him for a moment.

21:44 Blacktail Lucario scrunches his nose and crosses his arms tight. "Hey, I did plenty of work! [sub]I think...[/sub]" He glances towards Valerie, eyes questioning. Did he?

21:47 Jesse Freemartin can't help giggling at Gyro Feather.
"You sir, have got to be the most sophisticated little gryphon I have ever met." She grins, looking at Der.
The shaggy black cow fills a glass with a little bit of ice, plenty of amaretto, and a few generous squeezes of lemon juice, as well as some bitters. She stirs it gently with a glass rod and slides it to Gyro Feather.
"Here you go, honey," she lows gently in her deep tone.

21:49 Der blinks... tilting his head as he lands on the bar "Was that talking about me... sophisticated?"

21:49 Valerie Owl winks at the lucario, sticking her tongue out. Afterwards, the bird would be tapping away at her phone in the booth.

21:51 Blacktail Lucario glowers back at her, then tramps over to the bar, pulling himself up onto the stool to adopt a cross-legged position. He needs to sooth his aura, or something.

21:51 Gyro Feather beams under her compliment, puffing his chest out and showing off his thick down that covers it. "Why thank y..." he begins, and then trails off when he follows her eyes down to Der. "Wait...what's he done to be suffocated?" His feathers fold back down, a little embarrassed at that display now as he takes the proffered drink, and follows it up with a little swig. "Mmmm that is well made though." Reaching over the bar, he spots the one thing that's missing, and plucks up a marichino cherry to drop on in.

21:52 Jesse Freemartin pours a big tall glass of ice water for Blacktail Lucario and garnishes it with a cool lime wedge, sliding to him with a certain smile.

21:53 Jesse Freemartin laughs at Der and Gyro Feather.
"Oh, [b]both[/b] of ya! You're both [b]wonderful [/b]little things." She grins happily and flicks her tail once.

21:54 Blacktail Lucario cracks one eye, spies the glass, and nods gratefully to Jesse. This may help!

21:56 Valerie Owl grins. "He didn't admit that I had a nice butt and that I was a good predator. After he did, I gave him a reward." She teased, moving her hips.

21:57 < Flanker> I'm busy and lazy, mind you. I've better things to do most of the time.

21:57 < Flanker> Like showering.

21:57 Blacktail Lucario clicks his teeth together, weighing his options for a moment before answering. "Hmph, you make me sound like a cub..."

21:58 Der probably has done several things to deserve being suffocated, chuckling at the look on Gyro Feather's face. The small griffon poofs up "Hey, I'm the little one! He isn't small enough for that title!"
2018-08-13 22:03] *Jesse Freemartin thinks. "Well...." She grins at Gyro Feather. "I bet I could fit [b]most[/b] of Gyro in my mouth."

22:05 < Valerie Owl> Oh no, not Der! He might make a gross squishy sound.

22:06 < Blacktail Lucario> I think it would be more of a crunch, personally...

22:06 Valerie Owl chuckles, "If I followed that logic, I'm sure I could've easily swallowed Blacktail after I was finished with him..."

22:06 Blacktail Lucario holds up a paw. "Let's not think that way, shall we?"

22:07 Gyro Feather takes another sip of his drink, and shakes it off as Jesse boosts his ego once more. His gaze follows Der as he moves around the table, when suddenly he hears Jesse's words, and, at the same time notices her presence right in front o fhim. He can smell the odors on her breath, a stale scent carrying with it much more than that of alcohol. He shudders slightly and pulls back, glass in hand. "I...uhh you probably could, but I dont think we need to test that tonight."

22:08 Valerie Owl aks, "You wanna know an easy magic trick? Just sit on Gyro's head without any panties, and just like that, you can make a gryphon disappear before your very eyes!"

22:08 Der tilts his head "Why not test it! We gotta make sure you really are a little griffon, or if I am the only mouthful here!" he chirps, like that was a sense of pride

22:09 < Flanker> Depends if you're like me and you like watching things squirm in pain. Aha.

22:09 Gyro Feather blushes even brighter and burries his beak down into his glass where he sips, adverting his eyes from both Val and Jesse. "Thats...thats wholly unnecessary..." he mumbles into his glass.

22:10 Blacktail Lucario feels a sudden and distressing kinship with Gyro.

22:11 Jesse Freemartin looks at Blacktail Lucario for a moment, then reaches out and takes a firm yet gentle hold on Gyro Feather's wings.
"Yeahhhh...." Her deep ,rich voice lows, coming down close to his face. "Let's not think about being eaten alive....Let's just [b]relax[/b] and enjoy this warm night, with good drinks, and new friends."
Softly smiling, the black-faced bovine gentle rubs and massages Gyro's wings.

22:12 Blacktail Lucario just takes a deep breath and closes his eyes again, presumably doing something spiritual like finding his centre.

22:15 Valerie Owl licks the back of Blacktail's head.

22:16 Der finds some crackers to nibble on!

22:16 Blacktail Lucario yelps, turning to flail his paws at whoever's disrupting him, then frowning when he sees who it is. "Must you?" he asks Valerie, his ears drooped again as he rubs the licked spot.

22:17 Valerie Owl "I dunno. I know I already found his sweetspot, though." The bird teases, rubbing his thigh with a wing.

22:18 Gyro Feather squawks as he's turned and pulled back against teh bar with a jerk. He manages to hold onto his glass, but a few ounces of the sweet sour liquid dribble out to land upon his bright pink feathers. His breaths come rapid to him at fist as his heart thumps, but about a minute of her pampering helsp to calm him down to a manageable level. "Only if we're not thinking aout eating me alive this evening..." He says, in a cautious tone.

22:18 Blacktail Lucario pulls his legs a little closer together. "Really, you've had your fun with me already, haven't you? It was...a good time, but with all this teasing..."

22:22 Valerie Owl responds, "Hard not to go any further, with you acting so blushy and tempting. Might ruin my diet."

22:23 Blacktail Lucario speaks without thinking, tilting his head at the curvy bird. "You have a diet?" Then, a moment later, he claps his paws to his mouth. "Oh, not what I meant!"

22:23 Gyro Feather grins over at val, and takes another sip of his drink. "Mondays are cheat days though right? To make up for the stress of showing bakc up to work after the weekend."

22:24 Jesse Freemartin leans in. "Not at all..." She lows in a humid whisper. "Just giving you a nice..little..."
Gyro Feather can feel Jesse's plush and soft, warm black lips--nothing like a beak at all--brush across his head-feathers, than slide down, and gently
[sub]smooch~[/sub]
..kiss him, wetly, between his wide green eyes.
"...hint." Jesse's wet, musclar black grazing lips push into Gyro's crest feathers and with a sudden [b]*NIP*[/b], Jesse *plucks* a feather out from him, munching, chewing, crunching and--[sub]glllp~[/sub] making it disappear.
"Mmm..." She grins.
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But then, Jesse checks the clock, and her strong hands slide away. "Whoops, I gotta [b]run...[/b] I'll see you later, Mr. Peacock."

22:25 Der nods, agreeing with the silly gryphon "I'd say you deserve a treat of a Lucario!"

22:25 Valerie Owl answwers "Well, you definitely caught my bluff." The bird giggles, licking her beak. "I couldn't go three days without slurping on somebody else."

22:26 Blacktail Lucario leans back, putting his weight against the counter and dropping his paws, though he tenses them slightly. "Well... You can always dig deep and find the strength you need, right?"

22:28 Valerie Owl ponders for a moment. "Well... Nah. I'd rather just slurp up the next person to be scared of me, or indirectly call me fat, or let me sit on their face, or..." She blinks for a second.

22:29 Gyro Feather shivers as he feels her muzzle pressing down through his soft feathers, and so close, she could certainly smell the sweet fruity scent of the oils he worked into his feathers each morning during his preening session. Her lips feel pleasnat and tender upon his body as she plants that kiss upon him. His relaxation ruined however when a sharp yank draws out a yelp when one of his feathers comes free. It seems that even that has some of the fruity flavors his scent hints at, though its fairly light. He clenches his beak and looks sufficently stunned, that he doesnt react unti she darts away. "Oh...see you Jesse." Shaking himself he gets back up to his feet and slides on over to Val's booth to join the others.

22:31 Blacktail Lucario locks eyes with Valerie, and he sees, or thinks he sees, her click at about the same moment that he does. Time has come for drastic action. His paw comes slamming forward, aimed to strike Valerie right on the solar plexus, as he prays she was exaggerating her 'armour' before...

22:34 Valerie Owl opened her eyes wide as he prepared the paw to slam into her chest, the bird deciding that she needed a good instant counterattack. The best thing she could do was prepare herself and puff out her prominent gut in an attempt to deflect the strike altogether. She probably had so much other prey adding to her body that she wouldn't feel a thing...

22:37 Blacktail Lucario didn't expect her to do that; most people would curl up, or duck, or do anything other than put their belly in the way of the shot. Too late to change his strike, though. His paw sinks into her middle, at best winding the bird for all the good that would do, but not hitting the required target. No spasms, no paralysis, and she's still close enough to block his way out. The Lucario drops from his bench and takes a moment too long to consider his options. Jink left, right, or try to duck?

22:38 Gyro Feather gasps as he sees Blacktail lunge at Valerie like that, and after a moment gets up to his feet, hoping he could help itn intercede between them. "Hey! What are you doing attacking that poor defenseless lady!" If anything, he tries to grab the lucario, if only to hlep Valerie deal with him.

22:41 Der finds a drink, that isn't Gyro's this time to sip on

22:41 Valerie Owl huffs deeply with an exhale, lowering her ears for a moment from the impact. It made her lose her breath for a moment, but that was about it. She looked over at Blacktail again, now furious from his attempt to harm her. "Oh, you thought you could just..." With a bit of Gyro's help, she wrapped her wings around him and stared into his eyes. "Well... Only one way out, now." The bird teases. With a lunge of her head, she opened her beak wide and worked to cram the unfortunate Lucario into her gaping, drooling maw.

22:46 Blacktail Lucario 's dalliance seems to have cost him; he makes to fling off the gryphon's grip but Valerie is already there, taking a tight hold of him, and though Blacktail twists and struggles, he can't break the two of them. "Sorry, I just panicked!" he yelps, trying to defuse the moment, but the owl has other ideas. He pushes one foot against her leg, leaning back as far as he can into Gyro as she comes forward, her breath washing over his face, the top horn of her beak passing his muzzle, grazing his forehead. "Valerie!? I didn't mean it!" A lie, but the last one he has, and no great sin to tell it when he's staring down a gullet that intends to wrap itself around him...

22:49 Gyro Feather is no where near as strong as the fiesty little creature he's managed to get ahold of, and nearly loses it when Valerie works to wrap him up tightly. Gyro gurnts, taking a couple of weak blows to his chest as the lucario struggles, but ultimately it seems that the two of them can manage him just fine. As that beak comes down around Blacktail, Gyro shoves upwards, forcing his shoulders between her greedy gullet with a loud squelching noise, grinning all the while. "Looks like he's getting what's due to him."

22:52 Valerie Owl hardly seems to care about how the Lucario feels anymore, merely trying to stuff him deep inside of her gullet now. "Never hit a lady." She teased, with the last bit of conversation she could manage before her mouth was full. Soon after, the bird would be tugging and gripping at whatever she could on the meal to force him deeper inside, her beak already working its way around his shoulders to properly cram him in. The fat bird would lick and suck at his form like there was no tomorrow, taking him in as quickly as she could manage.

22:58 Blacktail Lucario 's ears fold back flat when he realises he can't go back further, but her beak is still coming on. A mad thought swirls in his head and at the last moment he yelps out in a soft voice, "[sub]Could sit on my face again instead?[/sub]" But then her beak closes around the back of his head, enclosing him in darkness for a few seconds, with hot drool smeared across him and her flesh squishing against his muzzle and cheeks. Wings push him inward with abandon even as he squirm, kicking forward and back, his upper arms forced against his sides by her, that purple neck bulging out with the rough shape of his head.

23:01 Gyro Feather assists the owl in helping her get the prey down into her beak, pushing and shoving full body so that each of her swallows takes in more of him than she would unassisted. He's rather enjoying sending the little prick up into the other's maw, to help round out a fellow avian. She was too much of a cutie to be bullied like he'd done. As he assists her, he begins to notice that in her reckless abandoned for revenge, his own claws keep getting caught up in her grip and shoved upwards. Surely she'd stop once he was contained and not devour her helper, right?

23:06 Valerie Owl could hear the light rumblings of a question from deep in her beak, something that resonated within her and made her ears twitch. "Oh... Now, of all times?" She muffled, now deciding to eat the Lucario backwards. She pulled the dripping, sopping wet canine out from her beak and looked down at him with a snarl. "If you insist." She quirked a brow, turning around. Her panties were still strewn across the floor somewhere from earlier, meaning she was entirely bottomless. Now, as he still sat up, she sat right on top of his head, where his head slipped into the crack, and squeezed in deeper and deeper... He had nowhere to run, especially when so slicked up. She might've accidentally pulled Gyro a bit closer, too...

23:06 < Der> isnt an it, he is a he!

23:06 < Kihari Jellywing> food doesn't get to assume a gender

23:06 < Gyro Feather> [sub]does it matter when you're just food?[/sub]

23:07 < Kihari Jellywing> See, Dinner over there understands

23:16 Blacktail Lucario sprawls back into a sitting position on the floor with a harsh gasp, fresh air and light assaulting his senses, drool streaming down his body. Everything from about the blunt chest spike upwards is coated in a nice thick layer of the stuff, leaving him to splutter as he looks up at her. "Th-thank you... I can make it up, really I c-" He's cut off as she comes down hard, a last minute moment to whimper as her wide backside comes down right onto his upturned muzzle, left oh so slippery and warm. He slides between her feathery soft cheeks, braces himself on the floor with his paws, and then his muzzle just glides into her, opening up the muscular ring with little apparent effort, only halting as she comes to his face proper. Now he lets out a confused sound, wanting to push her off but not daring to stop bracing, feeling something throb between his legs as her musky scent, still strong thanks to the earlier encounter, overtakes him...

23:20 Gyro Feather couldnt hear the discussion going on in Valarie's throat at all as the creature pleads, and, so as she jerks him out, he's left rather stunned by the sudden turn of events. "W-what but but he..." The gryphon starts, when he finally gets the picture of what's going on as Val lifts herself up. He's jerked forward too as she' positions the Lucario, though this only draws him right up against her belly instead. "Oh....looks like you've got this covered now..." he says, shaking his head with amusement, while his beak presses into those lovely pinkish purple feathers, allowing him to take in the scent.

23:26 Valerie Owl could feel as the Lucario's head squelches up her ass the slightest bit, causing her to gasp in surprise from all the stretching he was doing down there. All the weight she was putting down upon him did a great job as slipping him deeper in bit by bit, her ring now flexing against his shoulders until they finally squeeze their way in. In response to this, the owl tilts her head up and opens her beak wide to moan. Yet, she still wanted more. With little thought, she gripped Gyro's shoulders with her wings, tearing him from his position and lifting him above her for a moment. He was able to gaze right into that gaping beak. Then, his head was stuffed right inside, the bird trying to take him in with deep gulps!

23:30 Gyro Feather could hear the myiad of noises in there through her belly, and gently rubs his talons against them when he's suddenly lofted up into the air, and held suspended above the mighty owl. He'd already seen her throw her beak up in pleasure, and now he found himself staring down that dark pink smooth flesh lined tunnel that lined the inside of her beak. Bits of saliva drizzled down her throat, while the remains of hair from the lucario stick to the surface of her maw. "W-hwat are you doing?" He squawks out hastily, before his question is answered with a motion. In one loud squelch his feathers slide in through her maw till his beak presses towards the entrance of her gullet. His wings flare and he begins to flap wildly as she takes her first gulp.

23:31 Blacktail Lucario realises somewhat late that it's his bracing that lets her force him in as she lowers herself down. By then his head has already stretched her wide, he's felt her ring close around his neck as the squishy, musky walls ripple and flex around his head, and then after some straining his shoulders follow. He stops pushing himself up - he doesn't really have much of a choice, with his leverage gone as his arms are pushed back against his sides once more - and the next application of weight, while it forces a little more of him inside her, also pushes him down against the floor, his legs slipping between hers and his back bending at an awkward angle. He kicks, paws scrabbling, but there's nothing in range to hit or hold on to, and all the struggling just makes his loincloth flap, falling to one side to reveal that, despite the danger, something pink and hard is slipping back out...

23:35 Valerie Owl felt the feral gryphon squelching into her maw thanks to her first swallow, and decided to follow it by gripping onto the catbird's flanks. This gave her good leverage to stuff him in even faster, greedily slurping at his body like the hungry bird she was. All the while, her ass was still closing in on the rest of the Lucario beneath her, the flesh squeezing against his body and holding him tightly as it works around his shoulders, then swiftly around his arms. All that weight must've been good for something after all! Her lower body bulged as she slid all the way down to his hips, where his erect cock would seem to serve as her next obstacle.

23:40 Blacktail Lucario whimpers, a momentary 'imprint' of his face visible as it pushes out of her belly before sinking back into the largely featureless bulge he's making. It's hot, cramped and tight, walls squeezing at him as the passage seems to actively pull him upward. Not something he'd expected, but nothing he can over come. His squirming slows some, legs growing tired with his head and torso encased in such heat, and the throbbing arousal is making it hard to focus. He starts to shift back and forth when she reaches his hips, stretching around the taper out to his widest point but apparently unable to overcome the sudden obstruction; the top of his shaft rubs against Valerie, grinding its slowly inflating knot against her vulva and between the soft lips. By now his own backside is lifted up from the floor, the Lucario literally hanging from the owl's rump.

23:40 Gyro Feather protests muffledly in the throat as the hot walls clench down upon his face, driving her smelly spit up into his nostrils. In here, eh could truly smell the old foul breath of her long past preys, cut with the relatively pleasant scent of alcohol that she'd drunk that evening as it wafts up to his beak. THe drool invades every inch of his body, focing its way into his feathers and pores, and half gagging him as he tries to breath. Another push and he's forced inwards past his shoudlers, cocking his wings at odd half twisted angles as they enter her beak, and preventing his claws from fighting against her. All he can do is toss his hind legs around, in a hope that he'll dislodge himself from her body.

23:46 Valerie Owl spreads every last inch of saliva and stench of her breath, or whatever else was once in there, which stuck to the gryphon on the way down. It was such an uncomfotable feeling, being swallowed by such a prominent predator. He didn't even know how long he could possibly last once he hit her stomach. Still, she forced him in harder and harder with a grip on his butt, trying to slip him in entirely as her other wing tries to shove his wings back into place. All the while, she could feel the Lucario's erection dragging across her slit, causing her to blush. "Rrrrmphhh..." She grumbles, lifting herself off the floor a little and wriggling her ass to slide the canine out the slightest bit. Then, she'd move her other wing to angle his cock upwards so it would press into her anal ring right up against his own body, before sitting down once again.

23:51 Gyro Feather 's body was too far in to line up perfectly with his wings as she shoves upon them, but it sounds like she arrives at an acceptable solution when a loud audlible crack can be heard from the two delecate apendages, followed by a loud cry, or at least it was loud to the gryphon, and likely to Valorie, but her fat body prevents the sound from traveling too far outside of her. With those obstacles out of teh way, he plunges deeper, faster into her, until his beak rests right up against the entrance to her stomach. Each swallow brings an uncomfortable slimy sensation as the smooth muscles roll across his form, which bulges out along her neckline.

23:51 Blacktail Lucario feels her lift, his body slip some as the muscles relax, and though the loss of stimulation is regrettable he has a moment of cautious hope that maybe he'll be let out? Then there's a wing against him, making him shiver as the soft feathers brush over him and press that length against his belly. When the weight returns, Blacktail's sitting position doing all the work of providing a stable base, his cock slips into Valerie with little effort, just another funny stretch. That makes him buck his hips upwards with a muffled cry, though, both at the realisation that his widest part of being taken, and the way she squeezes at his malehood, bringing it up into warmth that would have been wonderful any other time. One the very widest section of his hips are taken, the rest of him should be a breeze...

23:57 Valerie Owl gave a shrug as she heard the cracking noise, leaving the gryphon in a state of great pain. Not that it mattered much to her, though. At least they'd go down in the first place now. She tilted her head back a bit further to gulp some more, until his beak kissed the entrance to her stomach. Val's solution to this was to inhale, and take a hard gulp. This sent the bulge in her throat hurdling into her stomach, licking her beak before closing it with a clack. "Ah..." Meanwhile, Blacktail would be grinding his cock against her anal walls on the way up, squelching through her bowels on the trip upward now that there wasn't anything else to get stuck on. With a bit of movement, she manages to get the Lucario to stand on the floor, before putting the rest of her weight against him again. This would make him disappear, much in the same way she joked earlier. The owl hoots in bliss.

00:03 Gyro Feather whimpers in pain while his beak remains pressed right up against the entrace to that stomach. Then, he feels the tongue give a mighty shove around his behind as a powerful series of gulps send him rushing down, causing his hind paws and tail to disapear behind that dark purple beak with a noise that echose through her form. His head crashes down into the juices beyond with a splash, throwing up the acidic alcohol mixture and coating his feathers from teh fallout. Pretty soon the bird is forced into a tight ball insdie her belly, where the energy sapping heat and humidity burns away at his energy. Despite the pain, adreniline helps him to scrabble at the walls, causing a shifting set of bulges on the surface to form as he fights. "H-hey! I...I was helping you! What gives?!"

00:03 Blacktail Lucario is wriggling the whole time, though there's not much for his legs to do, with his hips disappearing and his thighs pushed so hard against each other they squish, and the shape deforms slightly. His cock is pulsing, teased and toyed with unconsciously, and his legs are merely shaking by the time the floor pressed against his paws one last time, and with a final press down Valerie sits, hiding him entirely from view. When she stands again, there'll be no sign of Blacktail save for the bulge that shifts as he starts his long journey up, gritting his teeth at the tightness, leaking precum, twitching his digits as he can.

00:07 Valerie Owl glances down at her now filled stomach, tapping her foot against the floor. "Oh, oops. I guess I kinda did that out of impulse. At least you were tasty?" She teased, her wing rubbing around the struggling bulges surging out from her stomach. All the while, her bowels would be filled with the form of the Lucario squeezing through, dragged against the sides of her bowels on the way up with the only immediate exit being up. He could feel every last inch teasing his shaft, as his head began to near the entrance of her gurgling, struggling stomach.

00:13 Gyro Feather could feel the pressure from beneath from the lucario as low shifting lumps on he'd helped to feed to the owl who'd turned on him as low shifting lumps beneath him. He gives a low groan and beats a claw down against the bottom fo that lining. "Ugh...I should have just let you escape dammit. It'd have been better for both of us. "Y-you can spit me out though! If it was just an impulse...I helped you out!" He calls out hopefully. Already he can feel the bite of the acids upon his form, tingling beneath his feathers and fur like an uncomfortable itch which he's forced to scratch at. All around him, the thumping of her heart booms, along with the squelching noises indicating the imminute arrival of his partner.

00:14 Blacktail Lucario groans, hips shifting. That's about all he can do now, sapped of energy and pushed on towards climax by unthinking clenches in a situation he'd really rather not be in. He can hear the stomach up ahead, even though his ears are pressed back against his neck and filled with saliva. The voice is familiar, and he's not eager to make a reunion, even if he's a little too exhausted by the trip to even care. It isn't much longer until he's forced out, headfirst into the belly, gasping as his slimy form rubs up against and slips across the gryphon's, two slick preythings in one tight chamber. It much make a hell of a bulge on the owl...

00:18 Valerie Owl grumbles, feeling everything move around in her stomach from the outside. She would continue to rub and pat it, the acids glorping up and pooling at the base of her stomach, but she'd never wind up letting the gryphon out. "Sorry, I'm not really good at that... Besides, I was already hungry anyway. Blacktail might not've satisfied me, and I would've eaten you anyway." A deep groan sounds out from her bowels, squeezing upward in the strangest way. "Speak of the... hnggg... devil..." The owl grumbles, the odd feeling of a Lucario squeezing into her stomach from her bowels filling her body before he would enter with the gryphon. He'd be showered with acids though, and take up a lot of the space in there... She did look pretty fat now, though!

00:25 Gyro Feather groans as he ends up in a position where teh Lucario has him practically mounted, curled around his backside as the bird had been the first one in there and already had been forced into a loose ball. He can even feel that shaft up against him, causing the bird to quirk an eyebrow, noth that they could see each othe rin the dark anyways. "Y-you enjoyed that sort of thing? You know we're basically food at this point..." he says in some measure of resignation as he starts to realize that there's no way that they're getting out. Some of the bird's feathers had arleady began to shed and floated around, poking Lucario in the sides as the stomach squeezes.

00:29 Blacktail Lucario sucks a breath in through his teeth as he's forced against Gyro, that stiffness slipping between his thighs. "I can't help it," he says in a tight sort of whine, eyes squeezed shut; he can already feel the tingle, from where the stomach's fluids have been smeared against him, by the walls and by the gryphon's body. He's needy as all hell but having trouble with his release, already loosing a load over himself earlier, and the way the gryphon moves around is really starting to test his patience. And it's making him move in interesting ways, his thick hips sliding back against Valerie's insides...

00:33 Valerie Owl smirked. "Yeah, yeah... You know the both of you are nothing but owl chow, now." The overweight bird teases, getting herself up off the floor to move back over to her seat. It wasn't necessarily easy, due to the amount of weight she held inside her gurgling, churning stomach. With the acids pouring and spilling all about, it was easy to assume that the pair of them were losing fur and feathers all around. It made the avian curious if the two would even be able to breathe after too long, rubbing the sides of her belly with a wing before letting out a rapturous belch. [b]URRRrrrrrrRRRAAAAPP!![/b]

00:38 Gyro Feather finds himself in an even more precarious position once Valerie lets out a lot of air from that chamber with that rumbling rush as when the stomach contracts around them, his head is force dbeneath the surface of the liquids, though its likely the Lucario has it better. He holds his breath and begins to flail beneath the creature, though Blacktail's weight keeps him forced beneath the surface, where splashes and burbles of air escape, but not the bird's head. He could feel the bitter bile rushign down his throat as he ends up swallowing a fair deal. Finally though, he ends up passing out and going still, leaving the lucario with the last of the air supply

00:40 Blacktail Lucario slides himself forward, pressing his paws to the outer section of the rough circle that is Valerie's gut, so that they appear poking out of the larger bulge, at the same time pressing his hips hard against Gyro's rump. He'd consider trying to get himself under the gryphon's tail, but the close confines make it next to impossible to line up, and he's losing energy too fast. All he can do is slip between those thighs, as the level of fluid in there rises. Walls close in on him, crushing him harder against the blue body, until he gives a little jerk and, though neither of them can see it, milky fluid floats out into the acids pooling up over the gryphon and around the Lucario's shoulders and neck. As Gyro goes limp he presses his paws harder against the walls but can't even shift them now, panting in the little breathable air that remains...

00:43 Valerie Owl stretches and yawns, feeling the pair of meals beginning to pass out inside of her own stomach. She decided to shove down a little bit on her own gut to speed up the process a little bit. "Man, you two are making me exhausted... I think I'll take a little nap. You can tell me how you feel in the morning..." She chuckles to herself, leaning onto the bar table and closing her eyes... All the while, her stomach shifts into overdrive. Blacktail wouldn't last longer than one minute.

00:45 Blacktail Lucario yips at the shove, that pushes him below the surface for a moment, then the pressure from the bar against her gut drives air from his lungs. He can feel himself going, fur being stripped away, then skin along with it, the gryphon beneath him already softening to the point where a brush from the walls reduces him to...something less palatable. The Lucario slumps then, falling under the surface once more, and as the acids start working on his head he twitches once before going still. Another meal, more inches on those hips~

00:46 Valerie Owl began to snore, the gurgling from her stomach growing louder and louder as she works away at the pair of meals over her slumber~

10:59 Valerie Owl opens here eyes and wayes with her wing, before taking a sip of that water. "Good morning. [b]Urrrrrrp![/b]"

11:00 emma turkey asks, "had some good sleep?"

11:04 Valerie Owl nods "Pretty much, yes. Slept off a gryphon and a Lucario.Pretty delicious, I admit."

11:14 Gwen Greenears blushes as she approaches the owl. "Is your belly still nice and soft from them?"

11:17 Valerie Owl "Oh, my gut's incredibly soft after the two of them. feel free to give a feel."

11:18 Gwen Greenears gulps softly as her fingers gently press into that gut, kneeling before her.

11:18 Valerie Owl could feel her stomach emit a deep churning as the bunny kneads it.

11:19 Gwen Greenears gulps as she hears that, pressing her ear against the gut.

11:21 Valerie Owl felt her stomach gurgle and blorp as everything moves along. No real sign of the two in there, anymore.

11:21 Gwen Greenears keeps rubbing that gut, loving how soft it was.

11:23 Valerie Owl leaned her head back, huffing and panting from all those rubs.

11:24 Gwen Greenears smiles as she kisses the belly softly, slowly rubbing a bit lower.

11:24 Valerie Owl puffs some air out of her beak, the deep churning intensifying the lower she rubs.

11:27 Gwen Greenears smiles as she caresses the lower gut, fingers slowly sinking in. Helping to work the meals nice and deep into her.

11:30 Valerie Owl closes her eyes as the feathers sink into her feathers, the entire meal steadily processing through her in a sloppy way.

11:33 Gwen Greenears starts kissing her way down the soft belly.

11:36 Valerie Owl glances around the room, looking rather twitchy and blushy.

11:37 Gwen Greenears grins up at her as she kisses the base of the belly, gently nuzzling into it.

11:37 Valerie Owl feels an ear twitch. "Rrrrmph..." Her gut groans once more.

11:42 Linus Worsley is studiously trying *not* to watch the duo, and looks very, very interested in his coffee, although the insides of his ears are a rather dark red.

11:44 Lucia Loutre goes about sitting at the bar, every so often looking up to glare daggers at Feath. Her gaze shifts over towards the mouse however, her muzzle wrinkling in annoyance. Another creature she was going to have to save from being scoffed!

11:46 Valerie Owl happens to notice a seemingly blushy mouse from across the room, glancing back down at the rabbit.

11:56 Gwen Greenears smiles back at the owl, still kissing her belly as it groans.

11:57 Linus Worsley scrunches down a little farther in his seat as he catches Valerie looking at *him*. Oh dear. If he blushes any harder, he looks like he might catch *fire*.

11:59 Valerie Owl could feel her stomach groaning a bit as she stared at Linus, almost like it was making room for something. She raised a wing, and motioned for him to come forward.

12:03 Linus Worsley squeaked once as he caught the motion out of the corner of his eye, fidgeting on his chair for a moment, before slowly (and carefully!) sliding down off the bar stool and padding over to the owl. "Ah, can I help you, miss?" He said, tilting his head back a bit.

12:05 < Valerie Owl> "Uhhhh... This might seem a bit sudden, but I'm a bit hungry again." She said, leaning over to grip his shoulders with her wings. "And mice happen to be one of my favorite snacks..." The owl says, dragging her tongue across his face, leaving him nowhere to run...

12:09 Linus Worsley makes a sharp squeak as he felt those wings grip his shoulder, leaning back a little as her tongue smeared along his muzzle, leaving a slightly distorted trail along his now-disheveled glasses. He had a soft, savory taste, akin to the *smell* of coffee without the bitterness, and-though he tries to lean back away from her, she can see that blush darken further still, his tail frizzing out just a little as *he* pushes one hand against her belly. "Oh, *shoot*. Uh, now hang on, just a second!"

12:12 Valerie Owl licked his glasses with her tongue, taking them off and slurping them down with a large gulp. The mouse had a rather nice taste to him, making the predator crave even more. She didn't care to listen to much of his demands, instead opening her drooling beak wide around his head, cramming him in with a grip on his back. With a few lunges of her head forward, along with the tongue dragging across his body, she was already starting to make shocking progress against him. She glanced at the other club members for a moment.

12:14 Gwen Greenears smiles up at her, happily nuzzling her gut and waiting for the meal to slip inside.

12:16 Lucia Loutre rolls her eyes, the otter standing up with a huff of annoyance. "Bird, spit that mouse up right now, before I punch your gut hard enough that you spat him out." She muttered, glaring daggers the avian. "He seems a bit dense, but I can't let you go around scoffing people, you overgrown chicken!"

12:16 Linus Worsley makes a soft little gasp from the mouse as he *watches* those glasses vanish down the back of her throat, the lad's somewhat cross-wired survival instincts-because why else would he *be* here?-sending a little shiver through his body. "Oh, come o-omfff!" He cuts off with a muffled shout as his head's shoved deep into her beak, the slender, waifish mouseboy rather easily hauled off the ground as she jammed him forwards, arms very quickly pinned to his sides. Eating him so *quickly*, she could feel the mouse's soft fur stick and tickle at her flesh, like a fuzzy, tasty cotton ball-at least until it soaked up that saliva and got matted down against his body. His rear paws flail as they search for some sort of purchase-coming rather close to almost kicking Gwen once or twice!-his slightly hiked tail lashing to and fro as rather short, rapid work was made of him.

12:20 Valerie Owl glances back at the otter dismissively, half-lidded eyes. She can probably deal with this when she didn't have her mouth full. Tilting her head up, the owl would continue to slurp down against the struggling mouse, legs kicking and struggling as his front half bulges outward from her throat. The avian's solution to all of this was to grab his legs to try and stop him from kicking, before shoving down and speeding the process up even faster. By now, the mouse's head could already be pushing down into her stomach! All that was left out of her beak were the tip of his tail and some kicking feet.

12:22 Linus Worsley wasn't exactly sure what would *greet* him, when his head slid into her gut, but he could already feel the slimy heat growing stronger as he slithered deeper, panting and gasping. His little paws jerked and tugged as she gripped him, but he couldn't actually break them as she swallowed him faster, his slender form just making this task *easy* for the avian, her drool leeching out more of his flavor as she straight up *pushed* him down, three-quarters of the way into the owl-soon, he'd likely be entirely hidden from the outside world, save perhaps for a rippling bulge beneath Valerie's feathers.

12:26 Valerie Owl felt that the mouse would probably be greeted by a lot of sloshing stomach acids at the base of her gut, already riled up from digesting a couple of meals recently churned. Her tailfeathers would flick a bit as she finishes him off, gulping down the last of the mouse and sending him squeezing down into that huge gut of hers. "Ahhhh... That was nice." She purred, rubbing her feathers over her belly as the mouse splashes down into the stomach below, rather squeezed on all sides.

12:29 Linus Worsley coughs and splutter's as he's dropped head first into the somewhat caustic bath, squirming and twisting within her gut as the hot flesh squeezes in against him, trying to orient himself in the darkness. He can feel his glasses poking, rather uncomortably, in against him, scrabbling and pushing as he's manhandled by powerful muscles, trying to push back with his paws. "That was a *little* rude!" He shouts, huffing in frustration.

12:31 Valerie Owl groans. "Gah... Food shouldn't talk, you know." She smirked, finding a nice place to lie down on her back as she rubs her churning and sloshing stomach. Anything she was digesting earlier was probably further down the path by now, and Linus would be the same way in due time. It was already a little tough to not lose consciousness, with all the heat, fumes, lack of air, and pushing of the owl against him from the outside...

12:33 Linus Worsley huffs again, his head bobbing a little in that humid, hot environment, already feeling his conciousness waver as he gave another frustrated shove back, the acrid fumes washing against him as he was once more briefly submerged by the sudden shift in her orientation, coughing and spluttering. "H-hnnf.. then.. I'm gonna keep talking, just to.. be a pill.." He mumbles, but she can feel his movements already starting to slow, the mouse slowly sliding off and into darkness...

12:37 Valerie Owl chuckles to herself. "Yeah, I doubt you'll be talking for long. You're lucky you were a pill to me and not a suppository." She teased, yawning back on the cough. The yawn quickly changed to a deep belch, which robbed a decent amount of air from the mouse and replaced it with a tighter squeeze and more churning juices, which got louder around him.

12:39 Linus Worsley gives a few more wiggling kicks-and then the mouse slipped into unconsciousness, unable to even shout back as he slumped within her body, now nothing more than a slowly softening bulge within her body, destined to be fat, fuel, and fur-flecked fertilizer.

12:45 Valerie Owl licks her beaks as she rubs her churning stomach, now far louder as it overpowers the poor mouse deep within. "Heh... Who else?" She taunted, with a yawn.

12:54 < Valerie Owl> Yeah, I think I kinda ate everybody.

22:38 Valerie Owl grumbles to herself, a deep rumbling filling the room from her bowels. From the sound of it, her three former meals wouldn't last much longer. The Lucario, gryphon, and mouse had been all compacted to the same uniform slop near her backdoor, as she paces into the room.
"Took you long enough..." The owl huffed to her own lower body, which was now downright backed with the aftermath of three binges prior. The only stuff that would survive in there was the fur, feathers, bones, and torn clothes of her former snacks. The rest was all owlshit, and if she held it in any longer, she'd be painting the floor a new color. "Damn it, these... Sweat pants..." She grumbled to herself, having a change in attire since last time, the sweatpants were easier on her, but stuck to her body so tightly after all the fat she got from her last meals. The fat bird took her panties down along with them, occasionally sputtering out a bit of gas all the while. Val was already headed towards one of the stall doors, a reasonably sized one to fit her queen-sized ass upon. She hardly bothered locking or even shutting the door as her ass made contact with the throne, instantly met with a torrent of amber piss surging through her body, panties danging around one pantleg. "Agh, fuuuuck~"

22:51 Valerie Owl pissed until her bladder was empty, the water content of her three meals being at least a gallon or two as they flooded into the basin below. It wasn't even possible to see the bottom anymore, it was so thick. But it was still nothing compared to what was else to come, the owl spreading her legs wider a bit to make way for the behemoth shit that would be stretching through her form. "Probably the Lucario..." She muttered to herself, tailfeathers trying to fan the air to little avail as she gasses up the place enough to make the very porcelain rattle. The air was thick as the first disgusting snake of shit tore through her tailhole, splattering down into the bowl beneath her. It would be followed by another, then another, all bigger and densely packed with bone than the last. Every now and then, a bone would jut out in a certain way to make her gasp in pleasure as they stretch through her hole, splashing down into the water a bit like a cannonball missing its target. But everything coming out of the owl predator would be a direct hit as she dumped the contents of her bowels into the quaint shitter, showering the air around and under her in multicolored feathers.

22:56 Valerie Owl gripped the bowl with one hand, and the stall divider with another. Something was blocking her up, hard. The bird strains and bends over a bit as her hole stretched itself wider and wider, making way for the first skull of her shit. It was a canine skull, any former contents replaced by the brown muck that peppered any other bone in her waste. It slides out rather easily after enough force, coiled up at the bottom to be buried under more shit her body had been building up. The owl then tilted her head up with a gasp, panting to herself in the rank air as she massaged her bowels. Semisolid anacondas of shit piled up on top of eachother haphazardly, stretching her hole harder than the Lucario once did on entry. Anyone brave or disgusting enough to peer between her legs would spot an even greater concentration of fur and feather, probably the gryphon, due to the wing bones also present every now and then. A beaked skull would worm its way out of the bird, resting near the top of the nearly filled shitter. "Damn... So much..." She grumbled to herself, feeling the end finally coming near. Her stomach had already deflated considerably!

23:01 Valerie Owl felt a deep rumble suddenly surging from her lower intestine. This couldn't be good. She squatted rather awkwardly over the top of the toilet, thick thighs still spread wide, as the longest and thickest rope of cable yet rips through her insides and piles all over the toilet like some sort of perverse ice cream machine. A shirt covered in muck slid out with the rest of it, before rolling down onto the floor. Even a pair of glasses could be visible in it all, cracked and ruined by the pressure of her own ass. The owl felt lighter than air once she finally pinched it off, burying the base of the toilet under the remains of the unfortunate mouse she decided to snack on. "Well... That was something..." She grumbled to herself, reaching off for an unreasonable amount of toilet paper to wipe her stained, violet ass. The muddied paper would be tossed back onto the mess as she hikes her pants and panties back up, more than willing to let someone else deal with her mess. After all, the three already made a nice enough contribution to herself out the gate. Probably could've at least tried a courtesy flush, though.