Fumei couldn't keep count, how many times had the two monsters swallowed him whole just to work him back up so they could pass them off to the other? Before they started he remembered someone saying that he would be swallowed once for every year he was old, but he had lost count a long time ago. His new clock was the rippling flesh and muscles both pulling and pushing, passing the saliva soaked gryphon from one gullet to the next.


Happy Birfday or hatch day