Better Choice than a Dragon

16 November 2018

22:29 < Deenie> Oh hey it's the strongest kobold.

22:31 Gyro Feather struts on in, waving his tail around like he owns the place.

22:31 < Isksonear> Meh...

22:32 < Ozy> Isn't even the strongest kobold weak to dragons?

22:32 < Ozy> Even if it's a 2 foot tall dragon?

22:34 < Gyro Feather> I saw it eat a dragon recetnly!

22:34 < Gyro Feather> [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/408636520807923713/513160321481965584/Nomvember_14.png][/url]

22:34 < Ozy> isn't that counter to kobold psycology or something?

22:35 < Deenie> Not all kobolds are built the same.

22:35 < Deenie> We're a varied bunch of bizarre little creatures.

22:36 Gyro Feather is of the opinion that kobolds make good belly stuffers.

22:38 Deenie does not make a good belly stuffer; she lights things on fire. You thought Taco Bell was bad? Hah!

22:42 Gyro Feather gets himself a drink and then wanders over to Deenie, before taking a seat next to her. "I'm surprised to see you still around here. Usually little runts like you disapear fast."

22:43 Deenie tilts her head a bit and then just smiles. "Aw, I suppose that would be true normally, but all I do is watch and keep to myself. I don't get into a lot of trouble."

22:45 < Kaukobold> Kobolds are not belly stuffers!

22:47 < Blacktail Lucario> Most of you really sort of are...

22:50 Gyro Feather looks down at her and sips on his drink, while he runs a talon over her scales. "Oh, well I guess its good that you dont make yourself very visible. I cant help but wonder if you've been saving yourself for me?"

22:51 Deenie blinks a few times and takes a slow scoot away. "That's... a bold idea. What makes you think that, Gyro?"

22:51 < Ian Corvid> Kobolds are better bullies.

22:52 Gyro Feather drops his claw down off of her head and siezes her tail before she can slip too far away from him. "It is a very Ko-bold idea indeed~" He responds with a chuckle, and then begins to tug on that tail to bring her back towards him.

22:59 Deenie yelps as her tail is seized and glares daggers at him as he pulls her over closer. For now her rage is contained, but the gryphon treads dangerous ground. "Look, you're nice to look at, but I'm not sure I'm interested. I kind of figured when someone does end up claiming me I'd want to be willing. If I'm not willing there's likely to be a fight, and I've got some tough scales and can liberally apply fire. So... warm me up to the idea or back off."

23:12 Gyro Feather pauses for a second once she's back to half sitting in the seat next to him with her tail resting across his lap. "You'd...be willing? I suppose...coming here as small as you are, I guess that makes sense that you'd be the type of girl who sees themselves as joining someone else. And....well I'm not sure there's a better choice really. Afterall, you'd go towards toning out this flank, keeping my feathers top, and making me even better to look at~"

23:17 Deenie does crack a bit of a grin at his flirting and scoots over just a bit until she's fully in his lap. She's not above a bit of flirting either, though she may have a different goal in mind. "Well, it does make sense for kobolds. But I was kind of hoping for a dragon to be honest. Do you think you'd really be the sort to stack up against a dragon? I mean, you're gorgeous and your words do tempt..."

23:23 Gyro Feather curls up the soft parts at the edge of his beak at her sudden willingness to sit in his lap, and as she does so, he releases that tail to run a claw down her spine, while his other gently works her against him, pressing his soft pink downy feathers into her scales. "I mean...Ive eaten a dragon before, surely that helps to make me stack up against them right? And, what dragon has such pretty feather patterns eh?"

23:27 Deenie murmurs softly, "I must admit I do find gryphons rather appealing, for some reason they seem, ah, potent. Powerful, and yet also graceful. Your beauty does bring you a long ways I'll admit. And you ate a dragon before, really? Tell me about that!" With his body rubbing over hers she feels that perhaps clothes are just getting in the way, and so she does away with those with a snap of her fingers - looks impressive, but the trick was set up ahead of time, she's not nearly as strong as some might guess her to be!

23:28 < Gyro Feather> [sub]are they gone, or flung to the side? J/w[/sub]

23:29 < Deenie> ( Gone. )

23:32 Gyro Feather puffs out his chest under the praise of his species and then flares his wings out, too. Flexing them several times, his powerful breast muscles ripple against her body, all the more sensually without that pesky cloth getting in the way. "Well...you see, I caught one of them in my nest when I was coming back from a day of foraging, and it was raiding my supplies. It was a blue feather dragon about...well close to my size. I got the drop on him and pinned him hard to the floor of my nest," the bird explains, letting his tail writhe as he does so.

23:36 Deenie can feel those muscles moving around behind her and can also feel those wings giving a flap, to which she glances to one side and eyes those outstretched wings. She scoots back tighter to his form and murmurs, "Wrap those around me real quick, hide my nudity from view? And yeah, a little blue feathered guy, I think I may have seen that one... though I suppose I won't be seeing him again!"

23:39 Gyro Feather obliges her, and curls his wings down around her body, closing over her sex with his long primary feathers, which cross at an X right in front of her crotch. "Ya, I suppose not...well unless you come back to my nest. I think his pellet was neat enough that I kept it, my first dragon after all~" He coos softly into her ear holes. Then...he cant resist, and his beak dips down. The long slippery muscle snakes its way out from his beak and plants itself right on top of th eback of her head, before he drags it forward to just between her eyes, leaving a glistening warm trail in its wake.

23:47 Deenie feels a bit warmer with those wings around her front and a bit safer with her body hidden from view, feels a bit more like she's "his" and that's sure to earn him some points. She's actually blushing when he murmurs to her, and when he licks she doesn't try to pull away at all, she lets him sample her flavor. She's mildly sweet, something akin to honey but very mild. "Do you think I'd make a nice little pellet for you to keep, Gyro? Maybe have a few golden scales laying around, maybe a skull on the mantle?"

23:55 Gyro Feather finds hismelf purring as he tastes that delectible flavor, a sensation that Deenie can feel as much as hear as his chest issues a deep vibrato into her back like one of those electric massage gadgets. His wings clutch a little tighter around her now and he feels himself licking his beak, imagining more of that flavor on his tongue. "Oh, I think that you might just make an excellent piece, I've not seen many things with scales that gleam in the light as golden as yours do~"

00:01 Deenie giggles playfully at that and gives a short nod, but she also shivers, and with the way his fur and wings trap heat that surely can't be from the cold. There's fear there, or excitement, but most likely a blend of the two. That fear is overpowered by desire, but it's still there. It's keeping subdued by his close contact and by his flattery. "So what do you get out of this Gyro? Just a meal, or is it somehow especially pleasing to take living, sentient prey? Do you get off on it?"

00:01 < Scholar Seath> Yer all lewd

00:05 Gyro Feather feels his beak start to open up ever so slightly into an open grin, and then he lifts up her chin to face upwards at him. His beak opens up wide, giving teh kobold a glimpse up into his dark pulsing pink maw, where a drop of saliva ends up splattering across her scales. That beak comes down, and he rolls his tongue across her face, and sucks on her muzzle, taking in her flavor and at the same time filling her nose with the scent of stale fish that lingers on hi sbreath. When he finally pulls off ot answer, there's a strand of drool linking the two that wiggles as he speaks. "Oh, if I just wanted food, I could go to the market...but consuming someone, its just powerful~ Especially when they're as lovely to look at as you~"

00:13 Deenie gazes deeply into his beak and the darkness beyond. She can smell the fishy smell and while that's rather unpleasant it's not entirely a deterrent. She never would have been under the illusion that being eaten alive would be pleasant, there's an odd sort of draw to it that transcends the senses, she's not so petty as to think it has to smell nice. She reaches a hand up to the side of his face, ruffling fingers through his feathers slowly. "You're pushing all my buttons Gyro. I think I would rather like to melt away in this pretty bird... but I must ask, is there anything you'd like to do before hand?"

00:19 Gyro Feather gives a soft little chirp as he feels her claws stroke his fluffy cheeks, and even puffs them out beneath her touch. While his breath might not have smelled nice, now that his beak is away from her, the smell of his light fruity preening ois are sure to fill the air for the kobold. At her question, he tilts his head, and raises one of his bright yellow brows. "Oh? I admit...I'd just given thought towards filling my belly...but there's no reason I cant indulge you a little if you watned something else~" He coos softly, flicking his tail back and forth.

00:25 Deenie giggles softly and gives another little nod, then murmurs, "Well, if it's going to be my last night alive, I'd kind of like a nice send off. Would you have any interest in mounting a kobold? Or is that too raunchy for you? I can kind of imagine such a pretty, regal bird might not want to have anything to do with that sort of thing, especially here in front of everyone." She's probably not going to get any explicitly sexual pleasure out of being eaten anyways, that's got it's own, different sort of appeal.

00:34 Gyro Feather chuckles at her and runs a claw over the top of her head scales once more, drawing circles in the puddle of drool that still happesn to be on top of her. "Oh, come now girl, I could hardly deny such a simple pleasure to someone so eager to make themselves apart of me~" He answers, and then arches his hips upwards against her form. Of course, at the moment his sheath is rather lacking in any response. "You might need to give me some assistance though, I hadnt been expecting anything as such this evening." His grip on her losesns up a little, though his wings never leave her body preventing her from dashing off if she changed her mind.

00:39 Deenie isn't about to dash off at all! She may not have always thought of Gyro as a potential predator, but that's not to say she hadn't had an eye on him for different reasons, and she's rather invested in what he's just agreed to. She gives another soft giggle as her legs spread out to the outside of either to his knees, kind of a stretch, but if he doesn't open his legs too much she'll be able to balance there. Her tail curls around his side and holds on. Nice and slow she begins rolling her hips, pushing her soft cheeks up and down against his sheath. Her hand dips low, between her legs then moving back as she gropes his balls... carefully of course, just sliding a few fingertips around to tease.

00:46 Gyro Feather 's old habits die hard, however, and so those wings never quite leave her body, just in case. In any case, as he feels her body sliding against his sheath, a light shudder rushes up his body, one that's enhanced by her claws cupping around his sensitive furry orbs. Under her gentle teasing, he can feel that package starts to flesh out, just filling with blood and growing firmer at first, but then the pink spaded member starts to slide itself free into her open claws. His heart thumps in his chest and his breath grows shallower as Gyro feels himself involuntarily arching his body up to push his swelling deep between her cheeks.

00:51 Deenie can feel that swelling shaft poking at her insistently, but it's going to be hard to find the mark unless properly guided. She reaches a hand around and wraps it around the growing length before raising herself up and moving herself carefully over. It's a tight fit of course, but as he arches up and she presses down softly he does eventually spear into her, causing a deep moan from the kobold as her shuddering form loses strength, causing her to only sink down steadily along his length until their hips are bumping together. Still not fully adjusted, she moans and complains loudly while gripping at one of his forelimbs just for something to hold on to!

01:05 Gyro Feather sucks in a deep breath upon feeling her grasp upon his expanding shaft, closing his eyes and letting himself enjoy her motions. The teasing helps to get him to his full length, with an even larger knot pushing out of the base of it, just in time for her to move her body out around his sensitive member. Her walls fit like a glove around his shaft as he grasps upon her shoudlers and arches his hips uppwards, sliding his glans through her plush insides, stroking against her wonderful velvety walls. When she's resting on his knot, he allows himself to wait there and get used to the sensation as Deenie better positions herself. "Ooooh, you're tight~" He coos into her earhole.

01:09 Deenie whimpers and whines in reply to his words. Her body is all tense atop and around him, she can't relax despite knowing it will all be easier if she can just manage to calm down. She's sore, she might end up aching for days after this... though she remembers shortly after that thought that she won't be alive to see the morning. She has to enjoy this while she's got the chance though, so she takes deep and rhythmic breaths, fighting through the pain, and eventually starting to go calm and rather enjoy the thrusting that has her bouncing against his knot. She begins stroking over her own shaft at that point while leaning herself back and trying to rub her head against his chest and neck, purring happily. She can't quite muster words, but she's surely enjoying herself by this point.

01:15 Gyro Feather thinks he's lingered there long enough for his toy to get as relaxed as he thinks she's going to get, and then starts to pull his hips backwards, and at the same time, hooking underneth her shouders to help lift him off of his cock. After that first thrusth, eh picks up speed, falling into a rhythmic motion as her body squeezes down against his eager member, sending waves of pleasure and need up his spine, and leaving the bird issuing shallow moaning breaths. Lost in his excitement, he couldnt help but drool down onto his future treat as his beak remains open for his quick breaths. Each time he presses inwards, he teases that thick partially inflated knot agaisnt her nethers, though as tight as she is, its unlikely he'll press it into her.

01:18 Deenie certainly hopes he doesn't tie her, she's not sure she could take it, but damn there's some small part of her that wants to try. It's not about to happen unless things get really rough though, her light weight isn't enough to overcome the tight fit. It feels wonderful when she bounces against it, his furry body, his wings, and even his drool all feel wonderful. She does manage a few words up to the gryphon as they have their fun, inviting him to "tell me I'm yours."

01:24 Gyro Feather half gasps with each thrust as he pushes himself deep into her, unsure if he'd even be able to tie , but not carying anyways. He can feel the pressure in his nethers building ever closer towards its peak, aching and throbbing as it lets him know he's right at the cusp of it all. Between panting breaths, the gryphon manages out in a breathy tone, "You're mine~ Mine to keep forever~" His heart is thumping heavily in his chest now, so much so that he can swear that even his partner feels it. Any second now and he'll reach his peak.

01:32 Deenie can tell he's nearing his peak. Hints aplenty give signs of it... how he breathes, how he moves, and sure enough the sensitive little kobold can pick up his heavy heartbeats - as a dumbed down version of a dragon her senses are sharp indeed. She's close too, especially after he claims her verbally, that always did push her buttons. She bounces in his lap insistently and paws herself desperately, unsure who will loose themselves first. She kind of wants it to be him though, so she murmurs to him, "Come on, give it to me." But mere seconds later, whether he finishes or not, she yelps as she goes over the edge, body tensing and relaxing in a rapid pace as she hits that release.

01:39 Gyro Feather feels her tensing around his shaft now, and thats just enough to bring him over the edge. THe gryphon cries out an ear splitting "PIAAOOOWWWW" as a load of hot cum streams out of his tip to flood up into her womb. His knot inflates outside of her body, leaving them untied, but still in exctacy from the sensations welling up inside of him. Each second brings anther tensing of his form, followed by more of his warm seed squirting up inside of her. Once he's finished his shout, his beak darts down and claims her muzzle, filling her panting breaths with his drool filled smelly breath as he works his jaws around to press her face against his gullet.

01:45 Deenie feels that seed spilling into her guts, the warm fluid doing some work in starting to sooth her, and she pushes down and back against him to relax and let him give her all she's got. Her eyes are closed, her breathing comes out in a soft purr, and she simply doesn't notice that beak dipping down until her face is engulfed. She lets out a surprised meep and goes tense once more, holding still, suddenly surprised and afraid. With her adrenaline up she's not quite as mindlessly accepting as she had been before they coupled. However she does not struggle... physically. Mentally she does struggle, but mostly with herself, warring factions in her mind throwing back and forth the concepts of surrender or fight.

01:54 Gyro Feather curls his tongue up around her face, saturating her eye ridges with hot drool that clings to those warm scales. Then suddenly, the gryphon takes a might gulp that grasps ahold of Deenie's face and pulls it in and around a U bend, to bulge out into his throat. At this point, its far too late for her as with that sawllow, the gryphon has fully staked his claim to her body. The bird's claws hold Deenie's arms to her body as the beak makes its way over her torso, blasting his humid breath over her sensitive breasts, all the while not pulling out of her quite yet.

02:00 Deenie isn't being given a choice, and that certainly reinforces one choice over the other. Most would rightly panic at a show of force like that, but being a naturally submissive creature she simply realizes it isn't up to her and becomes relaxed, accepting of the fate she invited upon herself. There's no struggling from her but that's not to say that she's motionless. She is being bent at an awkward angle and while she's likely too tough for him to break even intentionally, and he's sure to have to adjust his angle, it is uncomfortable and she does writhe and whine with back arching, tail flailing, and legs kicking about. She chokes out the words, "Come on, careful! I want to be in one piece until I get to your belly!" Or crop, she realizes momentarily. Does he have a crop? And what exactly happens in there - she doesn't know bird anatomy. She should have asked before they got this far, too late now!

02:08 Gyro Feather gulps hard against her once again, sending a rippling wave over her head and shoulderes, though, everything's suddenly become quite uncomfortable for the gryphon. He's forced to lift her up off of his shaft, wich leaves with a loud schlorp, followed by teh steady drizzling of cum, until he's got her held right out in front of him. There the rpessure lets up, becoming something far more comfortable now. Every passing second, his beak slides down over her tough scales, while another loud gluck fills her ears, temporarily drowning out the sounds of his heartbeat and lungs. Her muzzle does indeed press into his crop, though here nothing important happens, and she continues to slide in. Only her hinds and her tail remain visible to the outside world.

02:12 Deenie is able to hold still much better at this easier angle, able to attempt to relax and "enjoy." Enjoyment is relative, not exactly the most fitting word, she knows that digestion is going to be awful, the smell is already horrible enough to water her eyes and sting her nostrils, and she's constantly fighting to remain calm in the face of fear of death... but the thought of him just a bit pudgier and coughing up bones and scales is just too perfect. That's what she wants to be left of her... a bit of scattered remnants and a happy, gorgeous bird. She lets out soft moans and wiggles some, though again her wiggling isn't to try and escape. At this point the little lizard is actually pulling herself right into his crop.

02:18 Gyro Feather runs his tongue over her toes and around her tail as he feels them slip in between his beak, getting a long final taste of his treat before he gives another swallow, and sends the rest of her down in a bulge which he traces with his claw. In the crop, at least, the smell remained mostly stale aind fishy, though, down towards teh stomach, theings would certainly get all the worse. He slurps around the tail and balls it up, swallowing in final time and hiding her from teh world. "Mmmm that really was an exceptional treat~" he comments, already addressng her as if she was nothing but food. Down in his core, the heat was intense, as wer the cacophany of internal noises within the body that filled her ears.

02:21 Deenie actually loves the intense heat to the point where it brings her genuine pleasure. It's not perfect down there though, the scent is still overpowering, and when she gets a whiff of what's to greet her even deeper she chokes and coughs a bit. Yeah, this isn't going to be pretty... but when it's done, she'll become something pretty, and even as she nonstop coughs she's comforted by that fact. The coughing comes out quite faint and muffled, but the convulsions of her small body does make him wobble around a bit! His comment calling her a treat does not fall on deaf ears either - she's going to die proud.

02:27 Gyro Feather closes his eyes now and focuses on the bugle in his stomach, feeling the back of it clench while the front starts to relax, while a rolling peristaltic motion draws her ever deeper towards his greedy stomach. The stench itself is a harsh vomit mixed with the stench of alcohol that burns at the lunges, while the taste is bitter and biting. THe fluid clings to one's scales like a greasy oil, wokring between them towards the soft flesh contained underneath. Reachign towards his glass he's brought iwth him, he empties the alcohol, sending the liquid down to splash across Deenie's body. "I hope it wiggles for me the entire time~"

02:34 < Deenie> (( Whew sorry about that, net died. ))

02:39 Deenie certainly does wiggle at first. She can hold back from vomiting, but barely. What's really got her is the caustic fumes being so intense that she's actually choking to death on them. She struggles to breathe, but every breath is just more lung-searing pain. She kicks and thrashes out of reflex alone, but she's small and weak. Her worst is just gentle wobbling to him. Her scales are tough enough to take the acids, that's not the rough part, but she's surely going to die soon from the lack of air to breathe. It takes several long minutes, almost a full quarter hour actually, before she finally does slowly weaken, wind down, and die. Then she truly is nothing more than meat.

02:45 Gyro Feather gets up and lumbers over to the couch as he feels the treat inside of him fighting agaisnt the powerful walls. Her lump nearly brushed the gorund beneath him as he walked, and her lively motion showed through palinly beneaht his bright blue fur. He's eaten dragons, so her body is absolutely nothing to him as he settles down on the couch, just enjoying the motions of her struggling within. Oh how he loved to do this with pretty things such as herself~ Finally the creature passes out, and then, soon, so does the gryphon. As she slumbers his belly wills urely soften and shrink as her flesh vacates the chamber, leaving behind a skeleton and skales, which his gut will curnch together, slowly turning it into a sticky mass of indigestible matter.

19:19 Gyro Feather hops up from his place on the couch, and steadily makes his way ot the bathrooms, carrying with him a stuffed crop and a heavy weight in his abdomen. The bird is sporting a thicker backside and a little more pudge on his belly to boot. He's got a swing in his step and a very satisfied look plastered across his face.

19:40 Gyro Feather squeezes his cheeks together as he makes his way back into one of the stalls, feeling the heavy pressure at his backside from the kobold's waste wanting to force its way out of him. He could feel that heavy load pressing back behind his dkar pucker with the tip formed into something of a spear from the pressure back there. The gryphon climbs up onto one of those porceline seats on all fours, using his wings to help steady himself before he turns around. Squatting backwards, he raises his bright tail, letting it rest on top of his head, while that sphincter starts to open wide.

What crowns out from hehind that bright donut is in stark contrast to the rest of the bird, a deep muddy yellow brown that slolwy extrudes from that round hole. The first half of the log is deeply wrinkleded with multiple harder pellets thta appear to have stuck together, but, once 8 inces or so are out, its nearly entirely transformed to a messy brown even log with the consistency of dough. He shudders upon feeling that large log rubbing up against his prostate and stretching his sensitive pucker ever so wide, until finally the pressure is gone for a moment. The heavy log breaks and falls with a plop down into the water behind him. That's soon replaced, however with yet another greasy snake starts to squeeze itself free, glistening wetly in the light, while the surface is speckled, giving it a gritty look like sandpaper, even though its fully smooth coming out. That one gives way to something a litlte more liquidy, which comes out in several splats, falling into the mess almost as soon as it comes free from his tailhole. Each squish comes from a tensing of his abdomin, which finallyy after a couple minutes comes to a stop. The last thing he does is let out a stream of steady urine into the bowl. Finally the bird wipes his rump down, and flushes everything without giving it a second glance.

19:47 Gyro Feather 's body isnt done expelling everything quite yet, however, as he makes his way to the sink. There, he focuses on the uncomfortable mass in his crop and begins to cough hard, forcing it to slowly work up his beck in a visible bulge beneath his bright feathers. The first thing that comes is the sour taste of his insides, followed by the widening of his beak as a yellow, brown and eggshell colored lump that takes on more shape as it fills out his beak. The yellow and brown reveal themselves as scales from something, though before much of the scene can be resolved, it falls entirely from his beak and lands with a crack on the porcelain. There the pellet in all its glory can be witnessed under the harsh lights. many scales are all packed around a mass of cracked bones, all held together by messy drool. That same liquid steadily drips off of it and maeks its way down teh drain. Most of the bones are twisted and left fragmented, including the skull, though enough of it is left that its possible to make out that it was reptilian in nature.

Gyro pats the pellet dry and then wraps it up in some paper towels, before heading back into the club. "I told you I'd keep you, whatever you rname was~ You were tastey, and a good prize~"

19:48 Gyro Feather makes his way back intot he club, grinning and carrying a paper towel wrapped ball beneath his wing feathers. He looks far more svelt now, though the new layer of pudges is most certainly showing on his body.