Matroska Birds

15 December 2018

22:18 Gyro Feather struts on into the club, chirping hapily.

22:19 Der stops being a risky bird and flutters up from the floor he was sneaking about on and to the bar!

22:22 Lovebird McCaw points out, "Playing with larger griffon's is likely to get ye in a bad spot there, bird"

22:24 Gyro Feather gets himself a drink and then perks up upon hearing the other bird in the room. He doesnt even notice the tiny white thing as he steps past them to make his way over to Lovebird. "Empty night tonight isnt it?"

22:24 Der blinks turning his head towards Lovebird, and glances to Gyro who just entered "It is griffon night tonight it seems!" he lands on the large bar and smirks "And playing with larger griffs tends to end in good spots~"

22:26 Lovebird McCaw chuckles "Empty indeed..." he says, glancing to Der as Gyro steps past him
"Well if yer so keen on bein' risky, Im not one to stop ye" he says to Der

22:28 Der nods, shrugging his wings "I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be risky, the best fun comes with a thrill!"

22:31 Gyro Feather plops down in the chair next to Lovebird and takes a sip of his drink. Desturing towards himself with a smile, he says, "Well, I'd be Gyro. I dont think I"ve seen you around before. And you are?" As he waits for the response, he catches the motion of the little gryphon out of the corner of his eye. "Well...If you're keen on risk, you should come on over here."

22:32 Lovebird McCaw smirks a bit
"Well if ye would like a bit of a thrill, hop on in...!"
He opens his beak to the bird
"Sailors promise that I wont take it too far, heh..."

22:38 Der tilts his head, thinking for a moment before nodding, the tiny griffon quickly joining the other two with a flutter and lands on the bar between them. "You guys are all that is going on right now, so why not!"

22:40 Lovebird McCaw lays his beak up onto the counter, opening it and letting his tongue flop out like a plushy red carpet for the griffon
"Be my guest, heh... [sub]Aaaaahh...[/sub]"

22:41 Gyro Feather chuckles as the little gryphon lands up on the table where they're sitting. Gingerly he reaches a claw forward and sticks it down on to Der's tail, holding her down to the table. He lets out a little grin, and then watches the other bird open his mouth wide. "Hmmm...I might have to see the bird in between that cute little beak of yours."

22:46 Lovebird McCaw pulls up slightly with a smirk
"Oh? Well, he did seem to be seeking a thrill, heh... Be my guest...!"
He looks slightly upward, opening his beak in the direction toward Gyro to the ceiling

22:48 Der blinks, watching Lovebird lower his beak onto the bar, opening right in front of him so invitingly. "Uhhh..." he chirps staring for a second, and then squeaks, jumping as he feels something press down on his tail. The small griffon falls forward clumsily as his tails goes taunt. Shaking his head out, he quickly scrambles to his feet, tugging at his tail and glancing at Gyro "Hey!" he quickly chirps. Head twitching hearing Lovebird again "You haven't even bought me a drink yet!"

22:52 Gyro Feather laughts a little at that and then pinches his claw around Der's tail. He's just about to lift him up when he reailzes that the tiny gryphon is right. "Hmmm I should get you a little bit of a drink, shouldnt I?" A paw rises up onto the table, and holds Der against the cool wood, beneath his musky pads, while he reaches for his own drink. He picks it up, takes a sip, and then discretly mixes in a little vial of something, before setting it back down on the table.

22:54 Valerie Owl yawned, resting in one of the booth seats while texting one of her friends. She seemed somewhat groggy, tired, and hungry all at once.

22:55 Lovebird McCaw puts a mockingly flattered claw to his chest with a look of surprise
"A drink? For a little ol' pirate like meself?"
He gives himself a little fan of his claw, acting all of a flutter at Gyro's words
"What a gentlemen, isnt he, Der?" he says, likely more muffled to the bird beneath Gyro's paw

22:57 Bryce-bold makes eye contact. "Evening, Valerie."

22:58 Valerie Owl waves over, with a squawk.

22:59 Bryce-bold chuckles. "You look like you got a late start to the day."

23:01 Der would be rather impressed with the gryphon's flexibility if it wasn't for the threat of a beak involved. "Yea, tha-" his words getting cut off as the paw pressed on top of him, heavy pads conforming over his small body. Squirming underneath it, he chirps muffled protests, talons pressing against the paw uselessly. The bird could hear all the teasing from outside, though his voice was lost under the weight

23:04 Gyro Feather wiggles his pads against the tiny bird as he works, squeezing toes together and messing up feathers, probbaly even breaking a few. He stirs the drink with one of his talons and then sets it back down on the table. Its at that point that he retrieves the little squirmy gryphon and holds him by the tail, before plunging him into the fruity alcohol, swirling him around. As he does so, Gyro slides up till he's right against the pirate bird, and then lifts both Der and the glass towards the other's open mouth. "Ready for your little spelunker?~"

23:06 Valerie Owl nods. "I always tend to wake up the slightest bit late." She adds, glancing over to the gryphons messing around with eachother.

23:07 Lovebird McCaw chuckles, opening his beak as he watches Gyro toss and play with him. Must be in the charm of the place, heh... Not [b]his[/b] fault for being tiny in a place full of things that eat other things...! Nonetheless, he doesnt seem the least bit phased at Gyro's advances as he smiles
"Go fer it, hehe... Im sure he'll be gettin' a thrill from this fer sure!"

23:09 Bryce-bold gestures towards the bar. "You need a drink to help you wake yourself up a little?"

23:12 Der groans as the heavy toes rub over his small body, squeezing over him and rottenly forcing the breath out of him, making him breath in the musky scent of those dusty paws. As he appears again, he takes in a deep breath of air, looking ruffled and worse for the wear. Before he could even get a word out, he was dunked into the liquor, body shivering from the harsh change from hot to cold. The little bird was left flailing about with the drink as it was swirled, hardly even getting his bearing before looking up and seeing a Lovebird beak above him. Coughing in the strong alcohol, he tries to call out 'Wait' but never gets anything coherent out.

23:15 Valerie Owl hops up out of her seat, with a long stretch. "Ahhhh... Yeah, a good drink could really hit the spot right about now. My tongue is a little bit dry."

23:15 Gyro Feather holds the glass below Lovebird's beak and then lifts the little morsel up out of the tainted drink and holds it up above his partner's head, making him have to look up for him to get any of Der. Using his talons, he braces Der's back and head to make sure he's staring right down the undulating gullet below him, while little trickles fo the redish liquid dribble down onto the tongue of the bird below, tasting of gryphon and a fruity berry sensation.

23:16 Bryce-bold scampers towards the bar, hopping onto a box placed on the tender's side. "Then what can I get for ya? Tea, coffee, or something with a bit more kick?"

23:19 Lovebird McCaw closes his eyes a bit at the taste as the alcohol hits his taste buds. Being a pirate, he was certianly used to ales and the like, but a treat like this was quite the welcomed experience. His tongue swishes the drops falling in left and right as he gains a taste for them before his throat would open below Der to swallow the couple that had fallen in
"Mmmmh... Quite the mixer ye are... heh..."

23:22 Der was forced into staring at his fate, overhead lighting illuminating the normally dark gullet and show off al the wet details. The small griffon shutters, seeing that throat move, and saliva drool down the wide red tongue. Seeing the throat open and and swallow his starts to struggle, but attempts to look away were stopped by the overpowering talons of the peacock griffon, fingers stronger then his entire body. "Not the thrill I meant..." he chirps, feeling the wash of warm breath blow over him as Lovebird talked

23:24 Valerie Owl fans her face with her feathers a bit, finding the place to be rather warm tonight. "Hmmm... Well, I figure a bit of coffee would be exactly what I need to help perk me up."

23:26 Bryce-bold cocks his head at her. "Coffee, sure. And maybe a glass of ice water to go with it? You look like you could stand to cool down some." He turns away, humming as he fixes a pot of coffee, gathering up a mug with some sugar and cream on the side.

23:27 Gyro Feather sereptitiously opens up his talons, letting the small gryphon fall down into the gullet before him, watching as the little white thing splats into the tongue, carrying with it the full flavor of the sweet and yet bitter alcohol, and the pleasant taste of little gryphon. He stands up above lovebird, so that he can watch the full action of him playing with the bird and sending him to the crop beyond~

23:31 Lovebird McCaw lets his beat close with a resounding *Clack!* as he drops him in, catching a few of his tailfeathers on the way in.
"Mmh...! "
He exclaims a bit as Lovebird would begin to suckle and swirl Der around, letting his tongue wrap around and press him about in his warm and humid cavern. A few moments into it, he suckles, drawing the fluids and saliva from Der's fur as he swallows them in from of him, giving him view of the dark gullet those very fluids were dissapearing down into
"Heh... Mmmh... A tasty treat, I must say, lad..."

23:31 Valerie Owl scratched the back of her head, yawning and spreading her legs in her seat. "Yeah, both of em' sound pretty good to me. I could easily just slurp down one after the other, maybe with something kobold flavored to go with it..." She trailed off.

23:33 Bryce-bold was a little distracted, filling a tall glass with ice, but he freezes for a moment as the cubes rattle. "Hmm? What was that?" he said, glancing back innocently. "Didn't quite catch it." He leans over, pouring chilled water into the glass and setting both that and the coffee pot on the bar.

23:36 Valerie Owl shook her head, giving a long yawn as she glances back down at her phone. "Oh nothing, don't worry about it." Her stomach groans following this statement.

23:37 Der squawks out, feeling the weight pulling on his tail and gravity disappear and watching in slow motion as the beak got closer, till it was surrounding him. With a deafening clack, everything went dark, bird getting sealed in to the humid beak, letting out a muffled screech as feathers were painfully ripped free from his tail. Lovebird was no more kind to him then Gyro Feather was, his tongue rolling him about, the strong muscle squeezing his small body and making his small bones groan at the force. A shudder went through his body with the suckle, alcohol infused with his flavor getting sucked out of his feathers and his ears popping from the pressure. Dropping from the lit bar, into the dark beak meant he couldn't see much, but he could hear the overwhelming 'gulk' as the parrot swallowed. Even the griffon talking bounced his little treat around, tongue moving under him and the loud voice rebervating through his bones.

23:38 Bryce-bold pours a generous measure of coffee into the mug and leans against the bar. "Well if there's anything else you need, don't hesitate to let me know!" he says brightly.

23:41 Valerie Owl cooed, picking up the glass with a wing. "Oh, thank you." She purred, taking a big sip from the mug, already helping to wake her up a bit more. She followed this up with a nice thank-you lick to the kobold's head.

23:42 Gyro Feather could sadly only get glimpses of the little bird through Lovebird's beak as he spoke, and in doing so he also gets puffs of the stale air that fills the other's mouth, something which is certainly stronger to the smaller bird, but no less unpleasant to gyro. Even still, the shifting slideshow is certianly amusing to the peacock gryphon. "Certainly glad that you think so~ I was very much considering going after that little bird myself, but its somehow even more enjoyable for you to love him so much~" The peacock coos. He then lifts the remaining glass of alcohol to Lovebird's beak and asks, "So, are you ready for the chaser yet?"

23:45 Bryce-bold is pleased to serve, and is just about to turn away and find some busywork to be doing when her rough, avian tongue slides across the scales covering his crown. He lets out a little yip, duking slightly. "Uh, you're welcome?"

23:46 Lovebird McCaw lets out a reverberating chuckle around Der as he asks the question. Fairly certain that Der was at the very least, dazed, he opens his beak, moving Der around for Gyro to see as he nods in answer, gesturing to his beak as Der would flump toward the back of his pallet, a ready snack as ever as he waits for Gyro to pour it on in.
What a nice griffon!
"Hehe..."

23:46 Valerie Owl snickered from his reaction, tapping her wing against the rim of her mug. "No problem, anytime." She teased, continuing to slowly chug down the cup of coffee.

23:50 Bryce-bold wipes the top of his head with a paw, wiping [b]that[/b] on one of the towels. "Isn't that my line?" he says, a shade of nervousness in his voice.

23:51 Valerie Owl purred. "Nah, it's my line now." She taunts, yanking him back with a wing in order to drag her tongue across his face all over again. A little deeper and rougher this time.

23:54 Bryce-bold yelps when the wing latches itself around his shoulders, pulling him forward again. His chest bumps against the smooth countertop, the box beneath his feet sliding away, to he has to grab the bar to keep from falling. And there's an open beak in front of his eyes, the tongue spreading saliva over his muzzle, making him splutter.

23:54 Der felt every bit of his body shake as the chuckled boomed out around him, leaving his entire body tingling. He was more then just dazed, but was soaked in drool, feathers ruffed and in no condition to try and escape. A few small chirps were forced out of body was he was tossed about one last time for the purple bird's amusement. Flopping backwards, he stared upwards out the long cave of a beak, and right at Gyro Feather. Der could feel the squishy flesh behind him as he shifts, hind legs pressing against the opening the Lovebird's throat as he tries to pull himself forward.

23:59 Valerie Owl knocked over her water as he pulled the kobold up over it, yanking him over the top and starting to pull him into beak. "Glrrrmph~" She purrs, dragging her tongue over his face as he begins to gorge herself. He definitely tasted considerably better than the coffee.

00:00 Gyro Feather grins wide as that beak cracks open for him once more, after getting the affirmative out of the other bird. Looking down at Der, he cant help but lick his own beak, before then tilting the glass forward, resulting in a rush of fluids down inside the larger gryphon's beak. Der is very quickly feeling like he's in a swimming pool as it rises up all around him. The liquid comes quickly, and gyro doesnt stop, giving the catbird no time but to swallow his entire beak full, open mouthed without nuance lest the liquid run over and dribble down his beak, staining his white chest feathers.

00:03 Bryce-bold has about enough time to yap out a panicked "Valerie!" as he's dragged across the bar, water cascading down the side of it, before his muzzle finds itself lapped over again then pulled deeper, so that the rest of his face is in prime licking territory.

00:05 Lovebird McCaw wasnt a griffon to let such a thing happen to his pristine feathers! Letting the fluids pour into his beak, he waits until it is just about to spill over before, with a sickening gulp, Der was forced into a straighter shape, falling back with the fluids as his greedy gullet takes him down the passage into his throat. Lovebird, holding a claw to his neck, presses on it to briefly slow the progress of the travelling bulge in his undulating, and pulling throat before, almost as quickly as it appeared, his newest snack would slip past his chestline, deeper and deeper to his final destination; nothing but a snack as Lovebird continues to drink the remainder of the fluids being poured into his beak

00:10 Valerie Owl groans out in pleasure, slurping the kobold down as if it was some kind of snack to go along with her coffee. She couldn't really still speak with her mouth full, but she was enjoying herself by devouring the short dude down. She decided to press her beak into the side of the 'bold a little bit.

00:11 Gyro Feather nodes his approval as the first swallow pulls the little white gryphon down into his gullet, and, using his other claw on his gullet to feel the slow motion of the bulge disapearing down into the chest of the other gryphon. Gyro feels out to see if he'll be able to sense the bird in Lovebird's crop, or if he lalcks one. Once the glass is empty, Gyro lets it fall onto the floor, shattering, and hastily strokes a digit through the other's head feathers. "Mmm how was that little treat? I'm almost jealous that I let you have him instead of me getting him, but you did offer to him first." Though, internally gyro knows that he'll have that soon enough that potion will start to take effect on his new friend, causing him to shrink over a couple of minutes to a little more than twice Der's size. It will be amusing, of course, to see him swell with the other bird, who likely wont be shrinking, due to the spell thatls already on him.

00:15 Bryce-bold 's muzzle prods at the very start of Valerie's gullet, where muscles squeeze around him, pulling on his scales just as the owl's wings push him in. A jab of sharp beak against him gets the kobold squirming, just as his shoulders are forced into the throat, swelling her out. Feathers look especially fluffy when they're forced to stand on end by stretched, bulging skin!

00:16 Der seeing Gyro Feather lick his own beak, he chirps out one last plea. However his voice was drowned out under the waterfall of alcohol, pouring into the beak and flowing over Lovebird's tongue to pool over him. The sopping wet griffon could hardly move, kicking and fighting to try and pull himself to the surface of the tasty liquid. As that loud gulp echoed through the beak, he was a only centimeters from that dark gullet. In a split second he disappeared into that hungry throat. That morsel of a griffon was left to the mercy of Lovebird's gullet, it's strong muscles squeezing over him with the rest of the swallow as he is forced downward, squeezing tighter over him as those talons slowed his progress. A second later, the small bird flops down into a warm, alcohol infused pool, contained in a hardly noticeable budge at the base of the parrots neck. It wasn't long before some talons found him though, squeezing over his body and kneading him inside the flesh prison.

00:20 Lovebird McCaw makes one of those cute little parrot noises as Gyro swoops in to feel him up, pressing a claw to the spot in his chest where his crop would be, and giving feel to the tiny griffon inside, being squished and swirled with the drugged fluids.
"Hehe... *urp*... Fantastic, lad... Ill have t' return the favor sometime. I know a great place fer mice and the like I can take ye to."
His crop shifts a bit. It certainly didnt take long before it would seem to be pulling at Der, tugging him slowly as he was sloshed about into a darker, more tingly chamber in Lovebird's body. His full crop seemed to want to process his meal right away rather than later, and Lovebird didnt seem to have any disagreements with it
His disposition changes a bit, however, as he seemed to be... looking [b]up[/b] at Gyro a bit now rather than more face to face as he had been.
"[sub]Drunk already...? That was...er... fast... [/sub] What did ya put in that drink there, lad?"

00:20 Valerie Owl stretched her throat out a bit by sliding the little scaly snack inside, her insides still rumbling quit a bit as the kobold slid in. Soon, he'd form a bulge on the outside of her throat, pressing in through the hot darkness as her tongue drags across every last inch of him. Her wings would clench onto even more of his short body just to drag him in even further, clenching around his hips at that point. And still, her beak nibble.

00:23 Gyro Feather nods his head at that other bird, and flicks his tail back and forth, shifting a little closer as his new 'friend' starts to shrink down. His talons keep feeling up the other bird however, making sure that he never gets the chance to run away should he realize exaclty what's going on. "That sounds rather lovely indeed, though still not a good substitution for a tiny gryphon. I love the way feathers feel going down my neck~" He rumbles back at the other bird. Gyro presses a little closer now, wrapping a wing around Lovebird's back and making sure that he's not getting out of there. "Uhh...It was just some berry liquer, and some gin, you know, just a regular berry martini."

00:27 Bryce-bold is being made particularly short work of, wings around his wide hips to help lever his wriggling form further in, every squirm and struggle of his upper body visible through the feathers. Thankfully the teasing nibbles don't break through his scales, but he has little doubt that Valerie's belly is going to be able to work through them, given enough time. All it'll take is one particularly forceful gulp, maybe with a good shove on his rump, and the kobold's widest part is going to be down, leaving it as an easy ride from thereon in!

00:30 Der was surrounded by turbulence, talons pressing over his form, twisting the tiny bird around inside the crop. Der kicks and squirms, fighting back against the crop, which seemed to be getting tighter, partly due to Gyro Feather's actions and from the rest of the drink getting pulled down deeper into Lovebird's body. Suddenly, a hind legs slips into tight passage behind him, and the talons squeezing over his body quickly force the rest of him to follow. Squeaking against the tightness, his form disappears from the crop and slides downwards, a few seconds later depositing into an ever tightening stomach.

00:32 Lovebird McCaw raises an eyebrow. Gyro was acting certainly suspicious and his somewhat lighter head didnt help his suspicions go away. He does lightly begin trying to pull away from Gyro,
"Gettin a tad feelsy there, lad... Im not one t' much enjoy that kind of interaction" he says, slightly cautiously as he attempts to push away one of his claws, though it seemed to be getting harder and harder to do by the second as he continues to get smaller and smaller.
All the light squeezing and pressing Gyro was doing to his chest seemed to only further Der's progress on the inside, however, as his little snack would be pressed and squished fully into his stomach, along with the bit of stale air to travel with him and the fluids he was swimming in. In truth, the chamber itself seemed to be getting slightly more and more cramped and small, seemingly trying to accommodate the griffon Lovebird had just snacked upon. The stench of digesting mice and fermenting berries would hit Der's nose as he enters, alluding to the rather dire nature of his situation that so many a snack had met before himself.

00:35 Valerie Owl gulped and slurped still, attempting to grip his sides and lift him over her head to finish him off even faster. She stifled a moan, clenching her talons as she downed the kobold similarly to a bird devouring a worm. To Valerie, Bryce was hardly more than a worm. His scales were delectable, even if it would be a little tough to swallow the rest of him... Those hips in particular. Both of her wings gripped onto his butt, giving a forceful shove to him in order to take in the rest of it all. *Gluk...!* His kicking legs could be seen slowly vanishing...

00:37 Gyro Feather rolls his eyes at the increasingly shrinking bird and just tightens his wings around Lovebird, pulling him close ot his body. Now that the other creature was half his usual size, it'd be pretty evident what was going on, and to make matters worse, Gyro was pretty sure he could see the form of Der pushing out ot make a little bulge in his predator's belly now. "Oh, but you see, this is just a little teaser~" THe gryphon beins, making sure his prey cant get away. "Because soon, you're going to fulfill that same task the other little bird did for you~ I was just craving gryphon, and I couldnt help but set my sights on you." At taht, the peacock finally drops his beak down and licks all the way up across the other's feathers from head towards his beak, mussing htem up in the wrong direction.

00:39 Bryce-bold 's rump squishes under her shove, deforming in a most pleasant manner; it's almost a shame he's being used as little more than a stomach filler! Still, that gets him down, stretching her throat out to a ridiculous degree, and at that same moment the tip of his long nose starts to slide past the tight sphincter into her belly. He hisses through clenched teeth, flailing his feet around. Inch by inch he's slipping away, thighs and knees vanishing past her beak, leaving just splayed feet and the tip of his tail, as the outline of his rump and thighs stands out in blurred detail in the feathered neck...

00:44 Valerie Owl felt the bulge in her throat squish down into her stomach, the short kobold's hips managing to bulge her throat to nearly a comedic effect. From there, she'd drop her ass down into the seat behind her, head tilted up and constantly slurping and gulping to get the rest of him down. From the outside, his hips could be seen progressing further and further towards her belly. Her beak exhaled deeply around the kobold, taking in the last of his tail as she attempts to finish the little thing off. He served well as a bartender, but better as owlfood.

00:45 Der grimaces inside that stomach, the fowl air hitting him as he was forced to take a breath in, Lovebird's body squeezing all the air out of his lungs in the process of transferring him from crop to stomach. With all the teasing and tasting, the stomach around him was ready to act, gurgling loudly around his form as it started grinding over his small form, replacing the saliva and drink with digestive juices. For the meal, he couldn't quite tell anything strange was happening yet, more preoccupied with his own issues. Muffled chirps filter through the stomach, Der catching bits of what was being said and only making him more confused.

00:48 Lovebird McCaw 's head is forced up by the lick up his face with a resounding "Blech...!" as he licks upon him. Lovebird felt floated; far more than he had before in his life as Der's form began to constrict in his stomach, pushing the walls out as Lovebird would shrink more and more, starting to more frantically push against the griffon as he began to fully realize what was happening. His claws would rake against Gyro as he tries to make a retaliatory gesture to be held, though not to much effect as he shouts, more urgently, and with a hint of scardeness in his voice
"Oi!! What the fuck did ye put in that drink, bird?! Let me... go...!"
More and more he would shrink until he was just eight or so inches tall; double the size of what Der was, and looking extremely pudgy for a griffon at his size as Der bloated his body and caused him to look rather uncomfortable. Der on the inside would be much more worse off, squishing around in Lovebird's acrid juices, the bones of the smaller, unfortunate mammals that had made their way into his gut pressing up against Der and forcing his feathers and body to be utterly soaked in fluids.

00:51 Bryce-bold goes down the rest of the way without any more issue, at least for Valerie. His feet make one last grabbing motion inside her beak, then vanish behind folds of flesh, followed momentarily by the last inches of his tail. From there the bulge in her neck recedes by degrees, replaced with a compacter swelling beneath her chest, where, if one squints, the shape of a kobold curled up into a tight ball can just about be made out. For Bryce, there's no hint of the world outside, just churning walls and digestive fluids all around him, smeared across his scales and eating away at his clothing.

00:56 Gyro Feather winces as he feels the claws rake through his fur, scratching small red lacerations from the claws that well up with a little bit of blood, drawing out a menacing growl from Gyro. He bites down with his beak and tears a couple head feathers out with a massive jerk in retaliation, before glareing down at his prospective meal. "I ought ot break a wing or two on you for that, tainint my coat with my own blood," gyro snarls at his meal, who's final size is about a fifth of the peacock. A talon comes crashign down without regard to what's in the way onto Lovebird, pinning him down against the cushion, at the same time licking his beak menacingly. "But, I figured why not get two birds with one potion. Somethign to make you a little easier when I've already had dinner."

01:00 Valerie Owl clicks her beak shut, licking around it as she takes a deep exhale. "Ah, perfect~" She teased, feeling the meaty clench of her gullet around the meal's body as he slides down, filling out her stomach. Those hips would prove to be a real struggle to fit down into her stomach, cringing as they steadily pop inside. The rest wouldn't be quite as much of a struggle, plunging into her churning belly below as the owl leaned back in her seat. The whole thing filled out her stomach very well, the kobold feeling quite a bit of tight clenching in the darkness as stomach acids began to pool in. "That hits the spot... [b]Urrrrrrp![/b]"

01:02 Der started to quickly realize some was different as Lovebird passed a critical point in his shrinking. The stomach shrinking down to where the morsel would be a full meal and continuing on, squeezing on his prey tighter on tighter. Kicking out, Der makes very noticeable motions visible to the outside. Inside however, that tight, gurgling stomach grinds the bones of previous prey into him, helping tenderize his meal and work fur and feathers out of his skin in combination with the strong acids building up. As Gyro Feather's talons pressed down over Lovebird, faint cracking could be hear, causing the stomach to compact just a bit more, a mouse's rib cage shattering over Der.

01:06 Lovebird McCaw thuds back as he was knocked down easily as ever, being pressed down by his paw, and forcing some of the air out of him as he squishes himself and Der against the counter. He certainly looked on the defensive now.
"Nng... [sub]Fuck...[/sub]" he grunts, still clawing at the paw over his chest before drawing back to spit up at Gyro's left eye
"Leave it to a fucking... Nng... Peacock t' make empty threats...!" he says, pulling back his wings still slightly from the threat. "Ive killed harpies more menacin' than yerself!" he shouts with a slightly higher pitched voice than usual.
Inside his tight and cramped stomach, Her would be subject to the burning acids, loosening a few feathers in patches from his body as the turning and squishing of his body forces a few of the weaker spots on his white body to become more and more exposed

01:07 Bryce-bold pushes his feet out as much as he can, feeling the stomach walls stretching to accommodate for a short few seconds, letting the reverse-imprint of his soles and toes stand out until another clench and contraction forces them back in and pushes his knees against his chest. "Nnngh... Valerie..." he gasps, shifting around as if trying to get comfortable; his panties tear along seams as the thread is ruined, falling from him to leave the kobold entirely nude and covered in slippery stuff of one sort or another. It'd be painfully erotic if he weren't so acutely aware of what the stomach is trying to do to him. [sub]Not that there isn't a certain amount of thrill to the situation anyway...[/sub]

01:13 Valerie Owl licked her beak once more, patting her gut with a wing a couple times. Bryce was delicious, and he'd feel even better as he squirms and kicks around in her stomach. Slipping around to find a more comfortable position, he'd find a difficult time making digestion more comfortable. Everything was churning quite nicely down there, amusing the owl to a great extent. It made her want to help someone else digest as well... Her sights lock onto the gryphon across to room, smirking. "Hey there, bird. I can't help but notice you enjoying yourself, too. Mind if I...?" Grinning devilishly, she gripped Gyro by the shoulders and squished her stomach bulge into his stomach bulge.

01:15 < Gyro Feather> [sub]I havnt swallowed him yet val :P[/sub]

01:15 < Valerie Owl> [sub]Dangit, I must be more tired than I thought ^^;[/sub]

01:16 < Bryce-bold> [sub]I think McCaw ate Der, and Gyro just shrunk McCaw[/sub]

01:16 < Lovebird McCaw> [sub]Ill fite ye all, I swer on me mum![/sub]

01:17 < Zephyrus> [sub]You have a mom?[/sub]

01:18 < Lovebird McCaw> [sub]The real questions, I suppose... heh...![/sub]

01:19 Bryce-bold finds it a useless endeavour indeed, the stomach shifting and kneading hot flesh against him so that the landscape is ever in motion. What's almost comfortable at one moment is nothing like a second later. At least he doesn't have to worry about the acids so much. Not yet, anyway. There's the faintest tingle between his scales, but his hide is keeping the worst at bay. Though he has no illusions as to the long-term protection his scales are going to offer. Or the lack thereof...

01:19 < Valerie Owl> [sub]Perhaps just assume I dangled the bird above Gyro's maw instead?[/sub]

01:22 Gyro Feather had his treat rather restrained beneath him now though is feathers twitch as he hears the words coming out of the other's beak, soudning rather hallow, though he couldnt let them go unpunished. "Uh uh...well I'll be melting you down soon enough, tell that to the harpies," he growls at the bird. Suddnely Gyro's beak darts down, sealing itself around Lovebird's head, while his tongue rolls across the other's feathers. His stagnant alcohol smelling breath blasts across his prey's snout, while the gullet undulates before him, grasping on his beak, but not drawin ghim in quite yet. Grabbing ahold of one of the other's wings, he jerks it hard, hoping to hear some sort of snap in retaliation.

Its about that time that he feels the fluff of another bird behind him bump into his back, forcing an initial swallow around his small bird, Forcing near a third of his body into that undualting gullet. He' sjerked backwards into the fluff, though, and feels the weight of his meal tilted up above his beak.

01:22 < Gyro Feather> [sub]he probably ate his mum! Mischevious pirate bird![/sub]

01:28 Der started to feel the real threat around him, not the pressure or stomach rubbing rough bones over his body, but the acids. Acids that were soaking into his feathers and fur. The parrot's body was obviously used to a largely carnivorous diet and it showed. Der's skin quickly started to burn as the stomach worked over him, feathers falling out in larger and large clumps, leaving exposed pink skin. His lungs were burning, the tainted air digging into him from the inside out. The organ was oblivious to the danger it's owner was in, as was working on the meal inside. As Gyro Feather tossed Lovebird about, Der felt his world toss about, but most terrifying yet, hearing again the sickening gulk again, muffled through the parrot.

01:29 Valerie Owl reached over to grip the avian's head, tilting his back a little bit and massaging his throat. "There we go~ Micros like that deserve to be swallowed as soon as possible... Before you're next, of course. <3" Her wings wrap around Gyro's front, where he could feel the kobold squirming around in her belly from his back. A tongue drags across the top of his head. "Mmmmmph... That's going to be you in there soon, you know." She winked. Inside of her stomach, her belly would still try to work against Bryce, although having a bit of difficulty with it.

01:33 Lovebird McCaw could only grunt in surprise as the beak would thrust forward so quickly, engulfing his world in musky breath and wetness. His back legs kick and writhe as he tries to claw at the griffon some more until... with an ear-wrenching bird-like screech of pain, he would yank on his wings, a snap definitely resounding from the hollow bones as his body seizes up in that moment with his wings now in Gyro's grip at an odd angle. Even Der would feel the sudden clench of every muscle in his body. His screeching wouldnt stop for at least ten seconds as her swallows in a third of his body, muffling his noises before unleashing a torrent of insults through a shattering beak from within; the words "...pidgeon" and "...pay for that!" being clearly heard in his shouting. Der would be getting one of the more painful ordeals as his body was squished, mushed, and ultimately further digested as Lovebird's own stomach now only had to share part of the burden of kneading the meal inside.

01:34 Bryce-bold seems to be getting tired more quickly than he's being digested. Pushing out only to be forced back in, the heat and humidity and heavy thick air... he ends up wheezing, giving little more than a few token squirms that the gryphon can feel, just as the kobold can feel something pressing back in on him. And that certainly wouldn't improve things, getting an even more cramped stomach...

01:40 Gyro Feather soon feels himself relax a little in the owl's grip as she begins to help ease his little treat into his gulelt, as anothe rloud resounding gulp sounds out from his throat, echoing all around the muffled bird, drawing him into his hind legs sticking from the peacock's beak. Inside, the gullet squeezes on Lovebird's wings, twisting the broken one all around at odd angles, while compressing uncomfortably against the unharmed one. At least the pressure from Gyro's now bulging throat is enough to help relieve some of the undomfortable pressure from teh micro gryphon pressing out within him.

At the same time, the peacock suddenly shudders upon hearing that secknod sentence leave his helper's lips, soon leaving him squirming in her powerful grip. He starts to wiggle back and forth, attempting to escape the wings and grinding his on fomr back against hte bulge of the kobold inside of her. Hadnt she eaten enough? Even still, he could only make mufled noises of protest with the large lump of meat slipping down towards his greedy crop. Just one final swallow and he finally clears his beak.

01:46 Valerie Owl continued to try churning at that kobold, her tongue sticking out as she tries her best to tucker him out, even if she can't necessarily digest him at the moment. All the same, she'd tease and taunt the predatory gryphon directly in front of her, all about how he wasn't any more special than the micro he was working towards downing right at that moment. "Maybe I should show you an example..." She purred, greedily beginning to open her maw over Gyro's head, coating him in saliva before he could even properly process his last meal yet. The owl was never really known for being a patient one, yanking him closer to feel her bulging stomach as she devours his head.

01:51 Der was at a loss for what was going on outside, picking up bits and pieces, but ultimately distracted with his own fate. Lovebird's pained clench grinding sharp bones even harder into his flesh and tearing into his weakened skin. As blood started to mix into the stomach acids, his shallow wounds burned like fire. That clench was only a teaser though, while Lovebird was forced into Gyro Feather's throat the force on his meal trapped inside increased drastically. The combined forces twisting his body even further into a dense ball, till one of his hindlegs snapped painfully. Crying out, Der hardly even had the strength to struggle any more, every motion sending needles of pain through his body and waves of fire over him and skin threatened to peal away like cooked chicken.

01:52 Bryce-bold is facing one of the disadvantages of being a kobold. Sure, tough hide sounds good on paper, but as the acids start to work on him, the tingle spreading over the faces of his scales and starting to burn between them, he comes to the realisation that this same resilience is going to make the whole digestive process especially unpleasant...

01:52 Zephyrus perked up a little, the large gryphon smirking at the sight. Having the two 'apexes' of the room work out their 'differences' he found it to be his own opportunity to secure himself a little snack. Getting off of his cushion he made his way over, his form still a good deal taller than Valerie was. Stepping close he flared his wings, smirking down at her as she occupied herself with the cranium of the pea-cock gryphon. "Having a little snack there? Mind if I join as well~?" He asked, taking another step closer. With her having her arms pretty much bound around the other bird, Zephyrus didn't see too much of a problem in a slow walk over, his jagged beak opening to have the pink, pointy tongue dart out from in between the halves, covering the edges in drool.

01:54 Lovebird McCaw 's back paws could be seen quickly dissapearing into Gyro as he screeches more and more, every little squeeze of his broken wink making his body convulse in a pained way that would only serve as delightful to Gyro as he slides down, further and further until his face would poke into his crop. The last thing really seen form the outside was his paws kicking furiously before his tail and the rest of him would be swallowed down into that dark food tunnel; quickly as that, as he makes a bulge inside Gyro, forced to curl up into a ball of sorts, and letting out pained kicks and noises. He was trying not to move all too much as his wink flops against his side, spiking his body with pain as he realizes the direty of his situation in that moment; surrounded by the dull thuds of a heartbeat, and the wetness of the place within; a similar fate to Der who was now more pliable than ever as he is kneaded and squished into a form that would better fit both Lovebird, and Gyro.

02:00 Gyro Feather had barely managed to get his morsel down into his gullet before that beak of the owl's suddenly opens up wide before him, displaying the fate tha the'd just showed to his little treat before hand. He can smell the stale scent of kobold and digesting meat blasting down across his muzzle, leaving him making a face from the foul scent. He pushes out, trying to pull himself free from her grip, but it seems like there's no where for him to go. "N-no! No I already claimed my meal, and you had yours I S----mmmmph" Gyro's words are muffled as that beak slides down over his face, smearing hot drool across his beak and leaving it beading on over feathers, while he feels her meal through her belly.

Even as the bulge starts to form in his crop, the peacock is far to preoccupied to force its contents down further along towards his belly. Of course, even still, as Valerie's claws knead over his lump, he's slowly scent deeper anyways, moving towards that growling gurgling chamber. It was already pretyt active with the remains of his lunch, which, as Lovebird presses into it, he'd find to be a rather hearty mix of vegitarian options and seeds saturated in a heavily acidic mixutre thjat tingles on his form.

02:04 Valerie Owl belched, directly into Gyro's face, as a result of trying to digest that kobold. Still, it wouldn't be the worst thing she'd ever eaten, probably. Gyro would make up for it in spades, beginning to slurp him down despite his struggles and complaints. It was all perfect for her, cheating on her first meal by taking in a second, before even digesting her first. However, while she thought she was more or less untouchable, she'd soon be proven wrong... Another bird was approaching her from behind, making her take a double take. "Wrrmph? Glrklblpfhrrk!" She replied, splattering her saliva all over the poor gryphon she was trying to eat, most likely saying that this meal was already taken. Gripping Gyro's butt with her wings, she'd begin to heft him in more and more, basically trying to free up her throat to talk again at this point.

02:10 Bryce-bold meanwhile finds himself losing consciousness deep inside. A few more twitches, a gasp in the thick air, and he slumps. A lump of meat for Valerie to process, while other things are processing her. Hell, most of him may end up getting digested by Zephy rather than the owl! Not that it matters much to the passed out kobold~

02:11 Zephyrus snirked and shook his head, the larger hybrid closing in and pressing his toned chest agaisnt her back, pushing her forwards while his head lowered to click next to hers. "I ain't talking about the blue bird. I think you'll do nicely~ Have him. I'll have you~" He responded coldly to her muffled, garbled reply. It was hard to talk with a beak full, he knew that too well. Instead of letting her even get to Gyro's chest though, the larger gryphon helped her in holding him close to her form by pressing himself hard against her, his own claws coming aroudn to wrap around her arms while his beak pressed to the back of her head, parted widely while his tongue slathered the feathers on the back of her head, the beak clenching down to hold her head in place. She isn't going to escape him just like Gyro wasn'T going to escape her now!

02:12 < Bryce-bold> [sub]Time for me to duck out and do bedtime things. Have fun, all![/sub]

02:12 < Duk - Pegasus> [sub]*Pinged because someone said Duck* how dar[/sub]

02:13 Der was almost stripped bare, the plucked bird's body was left nearly unrecognizable. Skin burn and torn in dozens of places, oozing blood over all himself and into the stomach. The other bones in the stomach with him continued to grind into him as Lovebird was swallowed, pressure transferring in to him, twisting and squeezing him inside like a cruel gizzard. Panting out in the hot air, blackness was forming on the sides of his vision, the little amount of air around him getting used up and burning lungs functioning less and less with every breath. It wasn't long before his form went still inside the parrot, digesting away inside as his predator started the same fate.

02:14 Lovebird McCaw As tough as Lovebird was, he couldnt help but start to hyperventilate as he was pushed deeper. He could scent that acrid smell of digestion as his body was forced to contort more, pressing him into Gyro's gut further with cries of pain as his was forced to roll over on top of his wing; a wing now submerged in digestive juices just as the now-still Der was, though he didnt seemed very concerned at this point about enjoying his digesting meal...
"G-G.... F-Fuck...! Nng....!" was all he managed to get out in a shaky, clacking beak. He knew where he was... He'd been inside a giant squid before but in those times, he'd had a weapon with him... here he did not...

02:21 Gyro Feather can even taste the kobold on her breath as its forced dwon into his beak, leaving him gagging at the odor of her putrid bile that fills her belly as drool blasts across his figure, matting down his feathers even further. His light fruity flavor fills her tongue which is an absolutely delightful accent to his otherwise gamey flavor. THat first swallow grips his beak, drawing his head entirely between her jaws, sealing his beak shut, while her wings press up against his rump. His tail lashes as he hears another set of words from another figure who's shadow casts over both him and his predator. The speaking causes that beak to bite into his body, scratchign him beyond his feathers as he squirms. An even tighter grip against him pulls him in further, leaving him filling out the owls gullet.

Inside his belly there was lots of goop mushign up against Lovebird, which is thoroughly coating him as his stomach squeezes and kneads his form, leaving him entirely wrapped in the hot tinglyg fluid. It works down beneath his feathers, biting away at the skin and causing them to slowly molt off in the melting liquid while powerful muscles grind and slide on past him, working to turn him into soup.

02:28 Valerie Owl opened her eyes wide, feeling awfully confused at this point as another gryphon began to slurp and lick at the back of her head. Oh, how the tables have turned. Slurping down one gryphon, while another threatens to chug down at her pudgy form from directly behind her. Shuddering, the only thing she could really do is continue devouring Gyro. His form would bulge out from her throat quite a bit as she ravenously devours the avian, using the help from another. Another that only did it with the intention of eating her as quickly as possible. Still, she would push up on Gyro's butt in an attempt to fit his middle half into her maw, his kicking flanks soon to vanish into the abyss below as well. Even that kobold wasn't kicking around in there anymore, leaving a nice pit of digestive goop for the bird to drop down into.

02:29 Lovebird McCaw could feel the tingling starting to turn into burning... a terrible burning... He was now in the same position Der was in, losing feathers to the processes of unfeeling digestion as his open patches of skin begin to peel, letting blood into the fluids already eating at his body.
In reality, the only mercy he had was his quickly fading consciousness, spurred on by his body's shock response from having a wing broken, as well as his hyperventilation of the small amount of air he had left. His mind was slowly flickering in and out from pain to bliss as his claws would push and writhe from within, only to be constricted tighter for... some reason...

02:36 Zephyrus wasn'T wasting his time with waiting too long. When the other pushed down on the rump, he used his own claws to accelerate things until the middle slipped in, making sure that Gyro couldn'T slip from then on out. Using a push of his own he opened his beak a little wider, pressing his head down and engulf a good amount of her head in the process, encompassing her sight in the yellow of his beak, the small patch of red at the top being his palette. His tongue continued to slather and drool over her feathers, soaking into the fibres of Valerie's coat while he pushed on, another quick jerk forth with his head having her scalp press against the opening of his throat before he pushed down hard, gulping in tandem. Gyro would soon enough feel a set of beaks press down ont he remainder of his body as Zephyrus' joined the fray. The heated, meaty breath of the gryphon washed over the owl's form while he gulped on her, forcing her head to bend down in an odd angle, leaving Gyro contricted much in the same way while the humid breath was washing over back that was still unclaimed!

02:43 Gyro Feather feel shimself jolted another time, and then presses a little further down into the other's jaws as she forces his against his butt, while hte hot constriction of the gullet rolls over his form, causing his chest to slip up between her beak, and then tease backwards into her greedy gullet. His head approaches towards her belly now, allowing him to smell the awful stench of her gut growing ever stronger with each passing second. Another lurch of his predator's beak and only his butt is left partially outside her jaws, along with his legs and tail. His belly is bulging out her htroat, even larger still from the lump of meat encompassed inside of it.

Just as his beak starts to press into her stomach, there' sanother heavy pressure and his body is near folded in two, locking him in place just at the edge of her gurgling belly, while the wetness seems to slip over him...and yet...he could still feel her beak against his butt. What was happening? Why were his hind legs pressing into a damp chest now? Hi smotion is rather locked up now while the thick slimy drool bleeds into his fehaters.

Inside his belly the gut squeezes further around his meal, basically driving him to stillness as the pressure of both Val's gullet and Zephy's presses on hard onto him. Even still, the juices continue to secrete into the chamber, adding their burning liquid to his poor prey.

02:47 Lovebird McCaw 's body began to give it's final death throws as he was contorted and pressed around, spiking his body with the last true stings of pain from his broken wing before, with a final shuddering breath and an upward kick, his body goes still, becoming of the same fate that Der inside him had been subjected to as nothing but meat to be broken down into nutrients for the griffon who had so cleverly tricked him into being a meal in part of this literal "food chain".
"F-Fuck... y-you....." would be the griffon's final words, unheard by anyone but himself.

02:56 Valerie Owl moved her wings from pushing Gyro into her beak to trying to push Zephyrus off from her head, groaning and gulping as she tries to do whatever it takes to avoid the imminent threat of digestion! The tongue slurping all over her made her all sorts of uncomfortable, trying and failing to prevent her head from getting deeper inside the gryphon's maw. "Glrrrk, glmph!?" She grunts, finally being able to squeeze in Gyro's hips, eventually bringing the last of him all the way down to her overstuffed gut. On the bright side of things, her stomach would prove to be rather difficult to swallow for the gryphon... Her wings twitch, Gyro splashing down into her digestive fluids surrounded by the mostly-digested kobold, doomed to become fat for the owl. Which, in turn, was currently doomed to become fat for the gryphon.

03:01 Gyro Feather makes a muffled, pained squawk as he feels the owl manage to slowly force her beak down around his butt and hind legs, sealing him entirely into the body of the owl, and after a long and arduous proccess, his head presses into the chamber with the kobold, followed by the rest of his body. Despite the creature having passed out, it seems like the scales have protected the kobold from teh worst of the acids so far. THe stomach causes the lifeless form to slide up against the gryphon as it squeezes, causing a strange sensation of slick scale against slimy feather, forcing him to squelch upon it. Already he can feel the tingle of the acids, which burn at the spots where his meal had torn gashes in side. All in all it was pretty tight, and there was very little room to breathe.

03:14 Feath certainly approves of the nesting birds. That is, nested inside of each other like russian dolls.

03:23 Valerie Owl noticed that the bird behind her seemed to pass out, right over her head without even managing to swallow her all the way. Good for her, really. She pushed the beak off from over her head, wiping both sweat and drool from the top of her head as she continued to digest her gryphon and kobold meal. On the bright side of things, the larger gryphon seemed to make swallowing Gyro all the more easy, now resting in the bottom of her stomach as she belches. The burp robbed even more precious air from her stomach, closing in a tighter space around the gryphon and kobold as stomach acids slosh about. The owl lied on her back, dragging and kneading her wings into her own stomach as she moans. "Ohhh... Looks like I'm the real winner for tonight~" She purrs, everything sloshing around inside of her. Surely, that gryphon had to meet his end in there soon.

03:27 Gyro Feather found himself fighting hard inside the larger bird here, especially as he feels the space around him starting to open up again just a little bit, though a loud belch causes everythign to constrict on him tighter. His body suddenly sloshes backwards from a change in position and suddenly there's no air for him anymore. He fights, trying to claw his way to the surface as the painfulk stinging and burning wells up his noes and attacks his nasal passages and clouds his eyes, but he's very quickly finding that there's nothing left ofr him. There's only the burning liquid there as he goes to breath. it rushes down his beak, and he convulses several more times, before hinfally going still in her belly.

03:31 Valerie Owl continued lying down on the floor, stroking her stomach as it worked over the packed gryphon and the not-quite-as-packed kobold that both shared the same fate as her prey. Sooner or later, she was going to have to pass out as well, and the two definitely helped brew up a good food coma deep inside of her. The struggling inside her stomach wouldn't last for long, belching a couple more times from Gyro's attempts to escape, before her acids would get to him just like the other meal resting inside of there. "Ughhh... Too much food..." She grumbles to herself, her eyes shutting tight as she allows her body to take on the rest of the task for her. Surely, it wouldn't be the last of the two of them, come next morning.

09:11 Valerie Owl wakes up on the floor, with a grunt. For some reason, she felt a bit fatter than she did last night.

09:12 Austin Spark grins. "Looks like the bold fits you well"

09:14 Valerie Owl yawned, waking up groggily and kneading her stomach a couple times. "That's what I ate last night...?"

09:16 Austin Spark nods, "Yes I believe you devoured Bryce. It was a lovely show as well".

09:17 Valerie Owl belches, rubbing her eyes. "Ohhhh... Yeah, I think I remember that now. There was a gryphon somewhere in there too"

09:18 Austin Spark blinks, "Oh I didn't see that, such a hungry owl".

09:19 Valerie Owl pushes her hand into her stomach, licking her beak. "You don't know the half of it."

09:20 Austin Spark bites his lip softly and smirks, "Oh I am sure you'll add more to the list today".

09:58 Berg Aurora stirs awake within the booth she'd passed out within last night, the bulky ice-sauropod's hefty gut letting out a noisy series of churns and gurgles while she tiredly lifts her head upwards.

10:00 Valerie Owl preens her own feathers, as the Aurorus wakes up. She seemed to sound even gurglier than her! "Dang... what did [b]you[/b] eat last night?"

10:04 Berg Aurora winces as she rolls onto her side, a heavy belch escaping the blushing, obviously embarrassed sauropod. "Nrm... I don't... Hwuorp... Remember..." Another belch brings up, of all things, a very acid-damaged cellphone.

10:07 Valerie Owl blushes from such a belch, her feathers sticking up on end in response. "Daaaamn, girl." She says to herself, moving over to investigate the cellphone. Didn't seem to work anymore. Wouldn't be finding out who it was that way, clearly.

10:16 Berg Aurora closes her eyes as another series of groans emanate from her swollen gut. "Hurf... My stomach..." She moans, managing to curl up somewhat.

10:18 Valerie Owl begins to press her wings into Berg's stomach, massaging against the groaning surface of it. She even pressed her own churning stomach into hers a bit. "It's alright, I'd be happy to help your stomach ache~"

10:31 Berg Aurora belches once again, her tumultuous gut rocking and churning out a cacophony of wet, messy noises. "Nrm... Hurp..." She blushes deeper, even her auroral frills turning pink. "I-I haven't eaten this much... Nrrph... In a while... I can't even remember what I ate..."

10:33 Valerie Owl kneads deeper into that stomach, doing whatever she can to help digest the mysterious contents of Berg's stomach. "Mmm... This should help. Maybe we'll find out who you ate, sooner or later?" She comments, adding her own belch to the mix. "I remember swallowing a gryphon and a kobold last night."

10:39 Berg Aurora blinks, her eyes going wide. "Aren't gryphons, like... Really, really big?" She asks, wincing slightly as something in her gut crunches and cracks.

10:41 Valerie Owl rubs her stomach a bit deeper, clearly making a bit of progress judging by the deep crunching in there. Seemed to be making some progress in there, rubbing around in there some more. "Oh! This one was pretty small, actually. But he was also pretty full after eating two others."

10:53 Berg Aurora closes her eyes with another groan, her gut warbling noisily beneath the owl's ministrations. "That... Urp... Is pretty impressive..." She admits, a shy squeak to her voice.

10:55 Valerie Owl purred. "No kidding... I feel a lot weightier after taking them all in. Probably still inside of me somewhere..." She added on, feeling something begin to rise out of her with a blush. [color=green]*UrrRrRrRrelchhh!!*[/color] An explosion of multi-colored feathers shot out of her beak, blushing and shaking her head. "I figured they'd leave some feathers behind..." The owl eyerolls, sliding her wings down the other's belly again.

11:01 Berg Aurora blinks in obvious surprise at the sudden feather-confetti expulsion, even her cacophonous gut grows silent as if in awe. "I... Wow..."

11:06 Valerie Owl wiped a bit of seat off of her forehead as every last feather rains to the ground, huffing and taking a few deep breaths before going right back to rubbing her belly. "Dang, I think I let you kinda stunned there. Even your gut's a little more quiet now~" She purred, pressing her gut up against the other one as it churns. Felt somewhat vibrate-y.

11:33 Berg Aurora wiggles a bit, her swollen underbelly wobbling in time with Valerie's own churning gut. "Hurp... Hehe... I-I'm a bit... Awestruck, yeah..." She mumbles out, quite clearly embarrassed and trying to hide it.

11:35 Valerie Owl adds on, a few more feathers littering the top of Berg's chest as she belches once more. [sub]*Hurrrrrrrrrp...*[/sub] A bone or two seemed to be in that particular one.

11:59 Valerie Owl purred, leaning closer to Berg in order to stare her in the face, grinning devilishly. "What's that matter, too embarrassed to burp in front of me? I don't see why, since it helps digestion so much..." She teased, opening her beak once again to spray out another few tufts of feathers into the general area around her.

12:08 Berg Aurora pulls her head back with another squeak, an instinctive reaction causing her to summon a quick, but freezing cold gust of icy wind. Her gut bubbles and groans, hard but indistinguishable lumps shifting around as the noisy churning starts up once again. "U-Uh, I... Uhm..."

12:10 Valerie Owl licked her beak, pushing and grinding that stomach against the other as her belly continues to churn up every last bit of food inside of it, making quite similar noises to the Aurorus, as everything hastily processes through her body. "Mmmm... Feels great, doesn't it?" Her tongue droops out, amused by the rubbing that the kitten still managed to do between the pair of them.

12:23 Berg Aurora hurks and blushes even more, nodding shyly as her gut bubbles and groans, ominously rumbling. Berg knew something was coming, and with only a moment to spare she'd turn her head to the side. The rumbling grows more ferocious, a bulge rolling up her long neck... Before, with a belch fit to shake the windows in their frames, the hefty Aurorus brings up, of all things, a very acid-damaged, saliva soaked toaster.

12:26 Valerie Owl continued to press and rub into her stomach the entire time, feeling that she was definitely beginning to coax something out of her belly. "It's working, it's working...!" She purred, spying a bulge rising up out of her stomach. The resulting belch would be enough to make her feathers stick up on end, looking at the dripping toaster that landed on the floor. Her face was a deep red. "H-holy shit... You good now? ...How did you eat a toaster, even?"

12:33 Berg Aurora was much too busy staring incredulously at what her gut had just brought up, unable to even bother with cleaning the drool still hanging from her floored jaws. "I... I don't even... I don't remember even eating, let alone... THAT!" She flails a leg at the damaged appliance, her stomach still growing even more noisy now that something has been... Dislodged.

12:35 Valerie Owl hypothesized, still squishing her stomach up against the other one while their meals digest. "Did you, like, raid someone's kitchen or something? I can't even imagine a scenario where that would happen..." She commented, feeling her ears flattening from the deep churning going on inside of her body. Whatever it was doing in there, something was about to happen now that it was [b]out.[/b]

12:43 Berg Aurora winces slightly as something else within her cracks and crunches, the noisy snapping audible even through the bulk of her gut. "Nngh... Hwuorp!" She belches once again, her stomach clenching down around whatever had the misfortune to be within. "I-I really don't remember... I fell asleep, and then blank until I wandered in here late last night, exhaustedand feeling slightly sick..."

12:45 Valerie Owl seemed to really be starting the digestion, gritting her beak in a lewd pleasure as her overworked stomach finally began to churn down against anything that was once in there. "I see~ That's interesting... Whatever it all was, I'm going to help you finish it off." She churrs, sliding her wings up and down that churning belly.
018-12-16 13:19] *Berg Aurora winces and groans, barely audible above the sheer mess of noise that her gut was creating, each shift of the contents within causing another window-rattling belch to be unleashed. "Nrmgh... 'Scuse... Hurp... Me..." She mumbles, clearly quite embarrassed by just how... Expulsive she was being thanks to her unknown meal.

13:23 Valerie Owl felt her stomach continue to churn and gurgle around the rubs, yawning and feeling her insides churn once again. All the internal noises Berg was making turned her face a deep red, wondering at one point the windows would just shatter. Or if everything inside of her would finally digest and shift downward at some point. "Yeesh, You're rather gassy today..." The owl shudders, as another flutter of feathers coats the floor from her beak.

13:24 Berg Aurora 's blush deepens in its intensity. "W-Well, I... Am a herbivore... So, I have a few different stomach chambers... And a weird kind of digestive system... You know, compared to you two..." She murmurs.

13:25 Valerie Owl opens her eyes a little bit wider. "A herbivore eating a toaster... And who knows what else. That makes a lot of sense to me, really." She added, her stomach churning and vibrating around the kitten, which in-turn shakes Berg's gut around a bit.

16:27 Valerie Owl seemed to have passed out for a while, her stomach still churning as she leaned on top of Berg. Sooner or later, she was going to wake up and feel a considerably different urge.

17:37 Yenise strolled through the front doors, glancing about absently as she found herself a drink.

17:39 Valerie Owl wingwaved over to Yenise from the floor. The owl looked exceptionally full right now...

17:44 Yenise gave a short nod, "You making a pellet over there?"

17:46 Valerie Owl laughed hard from her question, leading her to cough up a tuft of feathers. "I guess you could say that. I've got, like... two or three folks churning in here tonight, along with two micros. And another snack might be joining, soon..."

17:47 Yenise is amused, "You think you can catch someone else stuffed so full?"

17:48 Sapphire Taelor chuckles. "If they're anythimg like me she wouldn't need to. Willimg meals are cool like that"

17:48 Valerie Owl points at Sapphire with a smirk. "See, she knows what's up. I'll probably have trouble walking until I digest some more of this."

17:50 Yenise shrugged in response after she drained half her drink, "I prefer my meals screaming and struggling."

17:52 Sapphire Taelor chuckles. "To each their own i suppose."

17:52 Valerie Owl scratched her cheek with her wing. "Believe me, the rest of the ones I ate already did. They aren't doing much of that anymore, though. Taking down a kobold bartender and a predatory gryphon one after the other..."

17:53 Yenise chuckles, "Some predator they turned out to be, huh?"

17:54 Valerie Owl explains, "They already ate two birds before me, then I came along. Another bigger gryphon almost ate me after, but they passed out beforehand."

17:57 Yenise snickered at the thought, "Birds eating birds, cycle of life. I'm surprised Our willing friend there wasn't tucked away too."

17:57 < Sapphire Taelor> She was full when i appeared. Else i prolly eould have been

17:58 Valerie Owl chuckled. "It's getting harder and harder to fit more down there. At least until I have time to make a bit more room."

18:00 Yenise waved her hand lazily, "Tell me about it. She's not a big one, but I bet it would be a tight fit anyway."

18:01 Valerie Owl gave a yawn wide. "I had some feline trying to massage my gut earlier, who I planned on packing in, but he seemed to go away for now. Gives me time to digest, at least."

18:03 Sapphire Taelor chuckles. "With a belly like that, that may be a good thing"

18:04 Yenise gorains... "Felines." She pulled a face at the word, "Not a fan of hairballs myself. Though I suppose its worth it to put them in their place."

18:05 Valerie Owl shrugged. "A dog that hates cats, imagine that. I feel like this one makes good fuel for a pellet, at least."

18:07 Yenise poured herself a fresh drink, exchanging for a clean glass in the process, "Its not hate, they just have that uppity air about them that I like to take down a few pegs." She quirked an eyebrow back at Valerie, "Which one? I thought you had a pack in there, it'll make for an odd one if someone tries to dissect it. Way too many bones."

18:11 Valerie Owl yawned, stretching out and massaging her own stomach a little bit with her wings. The comment she had about felines seemed amusing enough. Her body seemed to slosh around with every step she took towards the bar. "Oh, I do. I bet anything I might cough up would be a good science experiment for a class to examine. But hey, not all of it can fit into a pellet. What the rest of em' turned into is probably best left as something to quarantine a room off with." The owl joked.

18:13 Yenise rolls her eyes. "I'm sure that I'll be able to smell it from here if that's the case..."

18:16 Valerie Owl responds, "Apologies in advance." The bird taunted, sinking a wing deep into her doughy stomach.

21:06 Valerie Owl stretches, hopping up from her seat as her lower body groans. This has been a long time coming.

21:10 Valerie Owl seemed to have parted ways with Yenise at some point, looking for her own place in the bathrooms to dispose of her hefty meal from the past couple days. A gryphon that ate a couple of micros, a kobold bartender, and a cute bunny girl. It all had to go somewhere, and she had to find that somewhere on her own. With ever step, her bowels strained the slightest bit more. [b]*Glrrrrrrrn...*[/b]

21:32 Valerie Owl eventually came across a deep-ish squat toilet isolated in a stall. Would probably be as good a place as any, especially with the thought of everything brewing inside of her certainly not fitting into a bowl. Yanking down against the rim of her pants, the owl would slam the door shut and get her sweatpants around her ankles, moving into a deep squat as her bowels flare up. "Ahhhh...!" The avian turned her head towards the sky, immediately feeling a gushing spray of messy owlshit explode into the basin below her, even getting over the floor a bit as it all drops out of her. Logs more than a foot long were shooting out of her and breaking off in less than five seconds, creating quite the scene and smell in the bathroom, even as large as it was. Practically everything she ate had some sort of representation in her mess. There were a few scales, a beak that would instantly end up buried, some torn clothing, and even a few bones too small to be seen unless you were disgusting enough to get a very close look. "Oh fuuuuuuck...!" Val cood in bliss, more and more slapping down onto the pile below her as her thighs sweat. Her wing remained pushed into her stomach, massaging everything out of her system as the basin of the squat shitter would end up entirely filled before she was finished. Gyro's skull would be the last to splatter out right on top, serving a bit like a cherry on the most morbid and detailed sundae imaginable. The owl glanced beneath her at it all, the basin only containing about half of it as the rest slumps over the sides. This was more or less exactly what she was expecting, the peak practically reaching her knees. No point in trying to fit that down the pipes, no matter how strong they claim they are. Valerie soon yanked the whole roll of toilet paper off the holder to drag across herself, dropping the rest of the roll that she didn't use onto the mess, right next to Gyro's most prominent remains. "Here, you clean the rest of this up for me." She purrs, yanking her sweatpants back up around her considerably fatter ass as she stepped back out of the stall. The bird nearly gagged, having to fan the air with both wings.