A simple story about being gobbled up by a big hungry gryphon, highly detailed, part 5 of the players fantasies, some of the others are up on this and my alt account.

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Gryphon Chow v1
by Talonsaurn.. a fantasy of his mind


I stared up at the gryphon, looking into its blue eyes, deeply set behind smooth hard curved beak, smooth hard and well streamlined..The whole head was compact, small tufted ears, a feathery mane around the neck leading to the base of the torso, its neck moved slowly, taking its time knowing I couldn't escape.. letting the deep eyes devour me slowly.. the beak spreading slightly, licking its edges to leave a warm wet trail.. and dribbling salvia in its wake... It walked slowly, a majestic beast, something out of a picture book and then more, bigger than a draft hose... and moving with more care and agility too. Heavy haunches, powerful muscles wound like springs in the lean hungry body, the lion nature of the creature was hard to deny with such sinewy moves. It's Smooth feathers and fur mixing in effect to give the view of constant motion.. its own breathing whistling softly in my ears..warm hot breath a mixture of sweet and pungent...

The handsome figure coming closer and closer to examine me.. I pulled back, making it chuckle.. and follow closer. Until the metal shackle on my ankle gave me no more slack. I put my hands up to meet its beak, pressing away at it, feeling the great strength push forward sofly, letting me get a grip before drving his head slowly against me, the tip of the curved beak pressing agaisnt my chest a few moments before it gaped open, letting the long slender tongue slither out tauntingly and rub against my pectoral muscles lowly, forcing me to gasp, he casually lifted the tongue, tasting my bare flesh slowly, the tip wiggling against my throat then into my mouth for a moment, stiffling a scream before he reeled in the taster.. “Mmmm... “ it rumbles deeply, pulling its head back with almost a playful grin “Delicous” he added. He sat in front of me and opened his beak wide, letting me stare into oblivion

My pulse raced as the head tilted and moved over me letting me stare up as it came down slowly, I could have ducked, I could have evaded, but bound as I was it would just delay the inevitable, drool dribbled from his beaks, raining down around my shoulders while leaving my face almost dry to stare through a misty exhalation of his breath. I coughed once, closed my eyes and felt the beak slide around me, smoothly flowing over my form, covering me in a thin film of drool even as the small river of it ran down my front, from the lower beak, I let off a soft moan as I felt it press against my chest, his tongue slithering around lewdly forcing me to yelp, my eyes opening at the sensation. I jerked, I fought I couldn't hold still any longer.. his beak clamped around me, nearly bisecting me, holding me just enough to keep me struggling. Almost chuckling around me.. savoring my fight. The long muscular tongue wrapping around my middle sliding under my arms lifting me ever so slightly off my feet, I was kicking air. Screaming into his throat, my voice echoing even as slimy saliva waved into my face.

Inside the gullet my head burned, feeling the compressing over my body, the thick slimly muscles grinding at my face, urging me down. The smooth casket of flesh flowing over me fully in hardly a naunce. I felt myself lift just a bit more, then the beak seal around my feet, an almost soft snap of the chain that tethered me to the pole and to life. The wet sloppy noises of my ears rubbing at his gullet flesh seemed to echo, each swallow from down my body up to my face, feeling like a humiliating slap of how little I meant. The tang of the smell bellow forcing my eyes to water, nearly shut even as the rumbling grinding sounds of his craw drowned out the stomachs gurgle, perhaps my skull would be mercifully crushed... but somehow I doubted it as my flesh crawled damply. His heart beat went thub thub thub, then my face was crushed, I felt him take in a huge intake of air.... preparing to swallow....


The monster lifted its head, my legs squirmed, feeling his tongue molest me a bit more before making a huge swallow, the thick bulgy neck swelled under me as he shook his craw bounding it and sliding me over the crop, I felt the grinding stones stroke against my body..Ii'd have grabbed at the smooth hardness if my hands weren't tightly squeezed against me in the tubeage. My fingers scraped against the gullet walls softly as I twisted, feeling each breath pressing out my air, the gurgling shluroarrpping down bellow exciting the most terrible of fears. The pitch blackness of the stomach opened up ahead of me., the hot broiling stewpot slimed my face a moment before I emptied into my tight inescapable wet tomb.

Soon my face ground against the hot muscular stomach walls, the thickness rubbing against it, twisting oozing against me, slowly moving, contracting, twisting, jerking...the hot slime rolling over my body,, my arms pressed down, lifting me above the goo a bit.. for being in the gullet the ability to move at least gave me some satisfaction, even for a moment. I shifted a bit and fell face first against the stomach, feeling it give just enough under me, swaggering slihglty from my motion before settling down while only my pulse raced. The foul air sending my breathing to sputtering... and then I felt the stomach surge back... then forward, with a resounding beellchh” the air was ripped from my lungs and most of the stomach, squeezing me like a vice.. The stinging slime was all over me, eating me away while I struggled to scream, nearly blacking out from pressure, lack of air, and the dark terror.. .feeling the stomach swing a bit, moving with his own motions. The bouncing of his gait lulling me to sleep.. if only my head wouldn't stop bouncing on the only hard thing near the back of his stomach... I gave my final whimper.