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Gyro's Hatchday Hysteria

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The meter-tall peacock gryphon chirped to himself with a bit of a spring in his step, making his way down the sidewalk. The egotistical little bird seemed to be happier than usual as he walked, head tilted up and eyes closed, chirping a tune. This was for good reason... It was the bird's hatchday! "Haven't heard a peep from anyone all day! Must mean they've got something planned... After all, Der wouldn't give me a coupon for a free fish fillet for no reason." He pondered, belly still wobbling a bit after snacking on the fishy meal. "Nah, scratch that. I guarantee something's up. Trying to keep me out of my house." He grinned, rounding the corner on the block, and spotting his home near the end of it. "Well, time to see why..."

Gyro Feather spread his wings and fluttered his way up to his own front door, tail wiggling around a bit as he reached for the front door. Upon trying to open it, he found that the knob wouldn't budge a bit. "Hmmmm..." His eyes darted to the nearby window, finding a pair of eyes glancing back at him through the blinds, a shocked expression on its face. "Eeep, he's here early!" The eyes pulled away, followed by quite a bit of scrambling from behind the door. The gryphon checked the time for a moment, laughing to himself. "Yep..." Before too long, he heard his front door being unlocked from the inside, giving him the opportunity to enter. Everything was completely dark in there, and quiet. Almost too quiet...

Gyro took one step forward, and all of the lights shot on at once, several of his friends jumping out from behind furniture. "Happy hatchday, Gyro!" They all cheered in unison, all laughing and leaning against each other. The peacock gryphon simply grinned from ear to ear, content with the knowledge that he totally called it. "Thank you so much~" He could see his living room decorated with a sign with his name on it, a table with a massive hatchday cake on it with a cute little frosting version of himself, presents all over the place, and each of his friends decorated in pointy hats... Worn over their faces and muzzles, to resemble beaks. The largest party member, a ten-foot-tall yellow-and-brown dragon, leaned over and pulled a hat onto Gyro's head as well.

The gryphon laughed from that, leaning forward a bit. "Ah, Seres. I should've figured that you would set something up like this while I was gone!" The feral dragon chuckled in response, sliding over one of the wrapped gifts to him. "You didn't think we would all forget your hatchday, would you? Here, I think you should open this one first! It's from Qoth." As he said that, the big, blue serpentine naga across the room puffed some air out of his snout, moving the hatchday hat back to the proper position on top of his head. "I felt that you didn't quite deserve a present at first, but I was convinced well enough in the end." He rolled his eyes, flitting his tongue out of his mouth for a moment. "Gee, thanks!" Gyro stuck his tongue at the almost-even-more-egocentric snake for a moment, before tearing through the wrapping.

Inside of the box, Gyro found a golden anklet with a red gem in it, somewhat surprised to find something so expensive inside. "Woah... Talk about generous." He chuckled, wearing it around the wrist of his talon, before walking around and taking a gander at the other party guests. Beside Qoth was a rather boastful and handsome Ninetales, sporting a red scarf. "Seres only helped a bit with the planning, I was the one who did most of the organizing." He elaborated to the gryphon, getting the bird to chuckle a bit. "Whatever you say, Spice! But I hope ya got me a good present, with all the stuff you always tell me you win. Maybe a cute ribbon, or something." He winked, with the Ninetales tilting his head up. "And you'd be correct! I'm sure whatever you'll find in my gift will blow your mind..." He began to sweat a bit as the gryphon walked away, trying to remember what exactly he got for the gryphon at all.

Next up down the row was Chazori, a light-brown feral Chocobo lounging on his sofa, still perked up quite a bit. In retrospect, she seemed to be the one that alerted the rest of the guests to his arrival. "I'm so glad that you like the party! We all put a whole lot of work into it!" She giggled, glancing back over to the huge cake for a moment. After she said that, Spice couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Some more than others..." He huffed under his breath. Gyro leaned in to give the bird a quick hug. "I definitely appreciate it! Though I'm hoping at least one of you wrapped up some lunch for me... The fish fillet was nice, but not all that filling." He asserted, his belly wobbling a little bit as he made his way over to the next guest, who was clearly blushing a bit after that last comment.

Finally, as far as Gyro could see, there was a black pegasus resting on a recliner in his house. Upon making eye contact with him, the pony couldn't help but shudder. "Oh, h-hi, Gyro! Don't worry about the whole lunch thing, I think my gift for you might sort that out pretty quickly..." He nods, leaning forward to give the peacock a smooch on the forehead. Gyro blinked, before nodding in approval. "That's what I like to hear, Lightning Hunt! This party just went from good to great." He grinned, his stomach rumbling quite a bit and resembling his usual shape a bit more. The peacock was about to cycle through once more to start opening more presents, until he spotted something very small trying to catch his attention on the table where the cake sat.

"Oh, I almost missed you, Der! I'm surprised you got me anything at all." On top of a plate, a four-inch-tall white gryphon was nibbling at a doughnut, stopping for a moment to glance back up at Gyro. "You bet! Though I couldn't have done it without a little bit of help from Chazori." He smiled, going right back to nibbling at the doughnut. Half of it was already gone. "Don't worry, it wasn't this." He continued with a giggle, feeling himself getting pat on the head by Gyro. "Great! Half-eaten doughnuts aren't really my thing, anyway." He teased, working his way back over towards Seres again, taking a seat. "I'll probably wait to have my cake after I go through all my gifts. Lightning promised me something good, so that might tide me over until then. What 'cha got?"

Seres leaned over to find a small box wrapped in feather-print, handing it over to the gryphon. "Good things come in small packages... Like Der, for example!" The dragon grinned, letting the peacock find out what's inside. Lightning was blushing a bit as he messed with the packaging, almost wiggling around in his seat. Finally, Gyro would pull the object out of the paper within the box, seeing it as being rather bottle-shaped. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a bottle of ranch. "Uhhhh... What's this for, Lightning?" The gryphon tilted his head, watching as the pegasus began to approach. "Errrm, about that... Read the card!" He blushed, leading the gryphon to glance down and notice a card in the box. Glancing from the card, to the pegasus, then back at the card, Gyro would flip it open to examine it. "Alright, let's see..." It seemed to be a crudely drawn image of Lightning being covered in white dressing, with an arrow leading to a doodle of Gyro with a full stomach. Putting two and two together wasn't difficult. "That's pretty much all the convincing I need! Can't believe you knew I'd be hungry at my hatchday party."

Lightning blushed, tapping his hooves together. "Haha, right...! You can probably enjoy your, erm, present before moving onto anything else..." He stood bashfully, moving over towards the gryphon and lying down a bit, giving Gyro time to pop the cap open. "Don't mind if I do!" As he began to pour an entire bottle's worth of ranch over the pegasus, Qoth glanced to Spice from across the room, smirking. "Completely unbelievable, being such a preyslut at your friend's own hatchday party!" He chuckled to himself, with Spice leaning back towards him. "Give 'im a break! Can only get eaten once, right? And what better occasion to let it happen? Not that I'd ever willingly put myself in the situation..." He adjusted his scarf, turning his head to see a pegasus dripping with ranch dressing, and a peacock gryphon trying to find a good position to start swallowing him, breathing hot air all over his face. "Alright, this should do it... Ready to be gryphon chow, Lightning?"

A slight nod of confirmation was all the gryphon needed. He gaped his beak wide open and tugged the pony inside, making quite a show out of it for everyone else. A few rolled their eyes, while the rest were quite amused and engaged. Lightning quivered and moaned a bit as that tongue lashed all over his body, making him soak with drool as his fur matted down, mixing in a bit with the ranch in an uncomfortable way. As weird as it felt, getting to be Gyro's hatchday snack was totally worth it. "T-that tickles!" He gasped, being tugged deeper as the peacock made his way around his shoulders, tongue dragging across his wings. At that point, his head was visibly pushing into his crop, giving him a little bit more space until the pressure building up would shove him entirely past it. Gyro leaned back against the recliner Lightning was sitting at, using it as a bit of leverage to heft Lighting a bit higher! His hot birdbreath would wash over the pegasus's face like a monsoon, making him twitch a little bit on the way down...

The ranch both enhanced the gamey flavor of the pegasus, and managed to serve as a bit of extra lubricant to help him slide down. Gryo lurched his head up and down, sending the pegasus squirming through his esophagus, and beginning to squeeze closer towards the sloshy, fish-stuffed belly at the base of it all. Well, probably not all that fish-stuffed anymore, judging by the constant rumbling Lightning could hear... "Mmmnpph!" He whimpered out in pleasure, wriggling along those tight throat walls, being shoved directly down towards the sphincter, and beginning to shove through. By now, his hind hooves and tail were just about to be slurped up by the catbird, some of the ranch clinging to the edges of his beak! Throwing his head back one last time, everything would quickly tumble down into his stomach with a muffled splash, the pegasus curling up and compacting inside of his belly. *UrrrRrRrrPphphh-!!* "Excuse me..."

Everyone seemed to clap a little bit at the display, the gryphon packing away one of his party guests in record time. He pulled himself up onto the recliner to relax with a deep sigh, patting his belly a few times as it sloshed and churned. "At this rate, I'll be through with him by the time the party's over! Anyone got my next present?" The peacock yawned, wiggling around to get comfortable in his seat, with his gut sandwiched between both armrests. Seres moved around to glance behind the sofa, rummaging around for the next present that he could grab. "Ah, here's Chazori's gift! I bet you'll get some good use out of it." He grinned, tossing it over onto Gyro's bubbly stomach, getting another belch out of him. "Gee, could be a little bit more careful with me, here... Carrying precious cargo!"

Inside of the stomach, it was too dark for Lightning to see much, but he enjoyed the sweltering warmth of it all quite a bit, all the juices serving to clean the excess ranch off of his body. "T-thanks, Gyro! I'm glad you liked my gift..." He wiggled, feeling around for anything that he could find inside of the gut, making a few indents on this outside with a few flaps of his wings. Eventually, his hooves would bump against a few fishbones, making it clear that he must've really enjoyed his pre-hatchday-party meal. "Oh my..." He blushed even harder, beginning to knead against the tight walls surrounding him to help everything digest. Gyro quite enjoyed the internal massage, far more used to his meals trying to put up a fight down there instead of actually helping anything, leading him to belch up a flurry of black feathers. Inside the stomach, the walls around Lightning would feel tighter and tighter with every blast from the bird's beak. Gyro cleared his throat, a few more fluttering out. "Mmmph, now that that's out of the way..."

Wiggling around his talons, the peacock quickly shreds through the red wrapping paper covering Chazori's gift, lifting the box's lid to see what she got him. "I picked it up as soon as I saw it, had your name written all over it!" She squawked, fluttering her eyes a bit. Once Gyro realized what it was, he was absolutely beaming. "Woah, how did you know? Always wanted one of these." He lifted out a stunning hair comb/accessory combo from the present, observing the finer details of it. It seemed to be made of metal with a lot of luster, decorated with a dragon surrounded by two roses. Gyro was quick to preen himself a few times on the back of his headfeathers with it, before sticking it in to wear it for a while. Chazori wiggled around, giggling to herself. "I'm glad you like it! That was the last one they had! Then again, I think that was also the last Lightning Hunt we had..." She joked, leaning in to prod that stomach a few times. Inside, lightning was still squirming a bit. At the same time, the peacock gryphon was still a little bit hungry, hatching an idea with the Chocobo so close to him...

Chazori chirped a bit as Gyro pulled her a little bit closer, face squished a bit from the peacock's stomach. "Mmm... You know what? Maybe you could join him. It was a nice gift and all, but... I'm still rather hungry." He licked his beak, flexing and unflexing his footpaws. This clearly got the Chocobo blushing, leaning in a little bit closer to his beak. "O-oh! Are you? Well, in that case..." She wiggled, already spreading Gyro's beak open a bit to stuff her face inside. She was a bit bigger than the gryphon, so it was bound to be a tight fit... Across the room, Qoth started to laugh again to himself. "Is this just going to keep happening all day, watching the gryphon consume his party guests?" Spice adjusted his scarf after hearing that. "Would be irritating, but nothing I can't handle." He grinned, feeling around to make sure he still had something important with him. The two looked over again to see the Chocobo's long neck squishing down into Gyro's throat inch by inch, legs kicking and wings flailing to try to stuff herself deeper inside!

Across the room, Der was finishing up the doughnut he was nibbling on, looking a little bit pudgy as he uses the rest of it as a pillow. He glanced up to notice what he had been missing, seeing the peacock eating his party guests. "Wow, and I thought I was hungry..." He stifled a belch, folding his arms behind his head to continue resting.

Chazori's flavor made Gyro moan a bit. Maybe it was a bit cannibalistic to go around eating other birds, but Chazori had a very distinct taste that he couldn't get enough of. His tongue trailed all over her chest, having to stretch his beak rather wide to work his way over her midsection. Much like Lightning before, her head squeezed right past Gyro's crop very quickly, her head dripping with drool as shs pressed on further down towards the gryphon's belly. Lightning was still kicking around down there, muffling something as he smooches the sides of the gryphon's stomach. Suddenly, he could hear something moving around above him, too dark to see... But once the bird's head squeezed down into the tight chamber, she made herself apparent very quickly. "Waaarrrk!" Lightning squirmed around a bit, gasping in shock as he dripped digestive enzymes, which made him molt most of his feathers by then.

"Eeep! Gyro ate you, too? Well, I figure there's always room for more...!" He blushed, still smiling to himself a bit as more of the bird's body was worked down. Outside, Gyro was really doing his best to pull those bird flanks inside, tugging and yanking with her wings pinned down to her sides. "Glrrrmphkk--!" Gyro sputtered, his mouth quite full at the moment as his gullet stretched wider and wider to accommodate such a large meal. He closed his eyes tight, trying to force the rest of her down all at once, drooling all over her body. Chazori's tailfeathers flicked up and down in his face, while he attempted to gulp the rest of her down... Dragging his tongue across the perimeter of her bottom half, she would stuff it in like a cannonball into a cannon, Chazori's squirming legs and talons finally disappearing into a bottomless void of peacock throat. "Ahhhhh, that's more like it. Knew I could handle it~"

The huge bird splashed inside right on top of Lightning, squawking all the while as her form fills out the remaining space in the hatchday-bird's stomach. The pegasus inside was already beginning to digest, but the impact of the new arrival seemed to help with it a lot. Most of his pointy hatchday hat didn't even seem to be there, anymore. "Glrrrrk..." The blushing pegasus shakily wrapped his arms around Chazori to give her a hug, the bird squeezing him back in response. "Wow, it's tight in here...!" She wiggled, splashing juices all over the place as if she was resting in the tightest, darkest, and warmest birdbath ever. Now, Gyro's stomach seemed to be a bit larger than himself, making the belchy peacock force his talons down against it to pack everything up, spitting out a cluster of brown and black feathers. "Mmmph, hope somebody else bought me some digestive aid... What else is back there, Seres?"

The dragon seemed a bit red in the face as he looked at Gyro's overstuffed stomach, having packed another one of his party guests down there. He wasn't quite sure if that was a sign that the party was failing, or being a great success. "Errm, well! How about you open mine, next? I'm sure you'll get some use out of it!" He laughed, a rather flat box being tossed on top of the gryphon's belly. Gyro had to struggle a bit to get his talons on it, belching a few times as the space in his stomach tightened down to a somewhat crushing degree, quickly tearing open the paper's yellow wrapping. "Mmmn... Oh! You got me a hand mirror? This seems pretty pricey one. Thanks!" The frame of the mirror was studded with different gems, letting the gryphon lift it up and gaze into his own reflection. He made various faces in various poses... Though all of them would be somewhat hard to see beyond the restless lump of gryphon stomach blocking his sight. "Urrrrrrppphh... I think this might be more useful later on." He laughed, setting it onto the arm of the chair for now.

Wiping some drool off of his beak, the bird would request his next gift. "What 'cha got now, Seres?" The dragon seemed happy with how he appreciated the mirror, knowing how vain the gryphon can be. "Let's see, errrrr... Oh! Here's Spice's present for you. He was telling me how much you needed this one." Gyro seemed somewhat excited as he noticed a Pokeball-print rectangular gift landed near his head. "Oh, no way! I didn't even think you'd get me any video games." He laughed, recognizing the shape anywhere. Spice couldn't help but chuckle a bit, waiting for his reaction. "Oh, of course! In fact, I think you've been needing this one now more than ever before." He stuck his tongue out, watching the gryphon's talon swipe through the wrapping to unveil what he got.

Gyro's face seemed to be somewhat confused at first. "Oh! It's an, uhhhh... a virtual reality fitness game? That could be fun." He said at first, clearly somewhat disappointed. Then, he thought about it for more than a second. "Hey, what the hell is that supposed to mean!?" Spice was clearly about to burst out into laughter, Qoth in a somewhat similar state. "Well, I figured you'd be putting on a bit of weight on your hatchday... Wouldn't help to try working it off, before you find yourself unable to even sit on your couch anymore." He finally threw his head back, laughing like a hyena. This made the gryphon incredibly flustered, hopping back out of his recliner and knocking the game to the side, but not before grabbing Seres's mirror to knock him over the head with. "I'll show you fat, you nine-tailed piece of-!!"

Suddenly, Spice went into a bit of a panic, waving out his paws. "Hey, you can't just threaten your own party guests like...!" Gyro took a swing at him, leaving him to weave out of the way from the mirror. "Alright, I didn't anticipate I'd be doing this today, but you've left me with no choice!" Closing his eyes and focusing for a moment, Spice prepared to utilize his hypnotizing talent on the gryphon. Gyro squawked in shock, being well aware of Spice's hypnosis exploits. In a move of desperation, he held the mirror out in front of his face. "Eeep!" When the Ninetales opened his eyes again, his attempt at hypnosis was completely deflected... The naga blinked for a moment, turning his head to view the commotion. "What the-?" And before Qoth even knew it, he was staring blank-faced at nothing in particular. "...Your wish is my command m-master..." He stammered. Both Gyro and Spice quit fighting immediately somewhat dumbfounded about what just happened.

Spice cleared his throat. "Errrm, Qoth! I command you to unhypnotize yourse-" With another rumbling from his stomach, beginning to digest his two meals and free up more space, the peacock gryphon found yet another opportunity, grinning devilishly. He leaned over and pressed his talon against Spice to shut him up. "I command you to slither down my throat this instant!" Gyro interrupted, sitting back and gaping his beak as wide as he could. Seres and Spice were both somewhat dumbfounded by this development, wondering how it came to it. "I'm in awe of how greedy you are..." Spice huffed to himself, watching the naga slither over and gaze into the gryphon's drooling maw. "Your wish... Is my command!"

*Glrrrk!* He dove into Gyro's beak with all the eagerness of a filly diving into a swimming pool, forcing the gryphon's throat to spread yet again as he kissed the back of his throat. "Mmmphh!" Even Gyro was somewhat put off by how quickly he was pushing himself inside, Qoth's hood folding inward like a tube as his slender body is lathered all over by gryphon saliva. The naga was a little bit larger than Chazori, but his noodle-like form made it relatively easy to slurp down inch after inch, his scaly body slithering past his crop. The whole sensation made the bird sweat profusely, the cold-blooded snack pumping and tunneling his way all the way to the base of his stomach. Inside, Lightning and Chazori had mostly passed out, the lack of oxygen and excessive heat proving to be too much to bear for very long. And as the naga splashes face down in some stomach acids, something seemed to flip a switch inside of his mind...

"Wha, where on Earth... Did you really attempt eating me, gryphon? I've never seen such nerve in my life!" He hissed from inside the gryphon's own stomach, quickly attempting to pull his way back out before it was too late. However, he was already halfway inside of the catbird, and Gyro was quick to infer that his struggling squirms were meant to be some form of retaliation. He grabbed the wriggling length of naga body left before him, tugging and yanking the rest of it down his throat, half-a-foot at a time. His eyes watered somewhat due to how many scaled scathed across his tongue, but a meal like Qoth was certainly worth it. Once he reached the tail-tip at the end of all the coils, the bird tossed his head back and gave a final swallow. With an exhausted exhale, he found that his entire body was wiggling due to all the movement from the snake. "You can't keep me down here forever!" The hatchday gryphon heard, albeit somewhat muffled by the layers of his own excessively-packed guts. "Ugh, I'm starting to feel a bit full..." He complained, several coils bulging from his feathery belly.

"Starting to? What do you mean, starting to!?" Spice barked, completely dumbfounded by the shorter gryphon's voraciousness. "I didn't even think eating so much in one sitting was possible! What do you have to say for yourself?" In response, Gyro brought his talon to his beak and stifled another belch, spitting out another gold hoop. "Oooh, hey, that matches the other one!" He grinned, wearing it as a second anklet. Looks like Qoth gave him two gifts, now. After a short eyeroll, he would turn his attention back upon Spice. "I mean, look. Just because I can get a bit peckish at my parties doesn't mean you can tease me about it!" He stuck his tongue out, crossing his arms over that feathery cauldron of a restless belly. "Maybe you could make up for the humiliating gift you got me with some stomach rubs?"

Without a moment's notice, Spice leaned over and spread Gyro's beak, forcing his paw right down his throat. "Ack!" It squeezed into his crop, felt around in there for a moment, before squishing deeper down into his esophagus. "Nnnnghh... After I get Qoth back out of there, we're going to teach you a lesson!" He threatens, forcing himself to reach deeper and deeper into the gryphon's throat. The Ninetales quickly reached all the way down to his shoulder, but still found himself unable to reach in there, just short of the sphincter. "Damn it, it's not enough..." He huffed to himself, trying to pull his arm back out... Before realizing that the gryphon's throat had a powerful grip on his arm. "Don't play games, let me pull it back out...!" He grunts, pushing his other paw onto Gyro's face for leverage... Until that one slipped in just as easily, all the way down towards where the other one was. "Gah!" From there, it wasn't too difficult for Gyro to gape his beak a little bit more, and force Spice's head down using both talons, tightly squeezing into his maw. "You're kidding me..."

Spice shook his head, dripping with gryphon drool as he tried to yank himself out of that throat using only his legs, straddling Gyro's stuffed gut a bit. However, the only way Gyro was letting him move was downwards, his slimy face squishing through the crop as his paws pushed down into that stomach. "Well, it's disgusting that you'd even attempt to eat me at all! But it hardly even matters. I have my own way of dealing with situations such as these..." Spice bragged, closing in on that stomach bit by bit. He was a bit bigger than Gyro as well, but thankfully not nearly as long as Qoth was. The peacock squeezed at Spice's butt with both talons to force him inward, one of them getting a bit too deep under his tail for comfort. This made the Ninetales squeak in shock, jumping and knocking against those throat walls. "Gah!"

However, all that sudden movement seemed to jostle the red, saliva-soaked scarf he was wearing, causing something to tumble out of it. Spice could feel it escape, dropping somewhere into the unknown depths of the gryphon's overworked stomach. His blood ran cold. "W-what? No, I can't believe... Let me out of this!" He panicked, flailing his hind legs and all nine of those tails around, doing a great job at letting Gyro swallow him even more easily. The bird simply tilted his head back, letting Spice do the rest of the work for him. Spice's Reviver Seed was now lost somewhere to the depths of the bird's stomach acids, his key to reformation. Now, as the rest of his body is forced into that stomach, he was just as doomed as the rest of Gyro's party guests. The peacock gryphon devoured all nine of his luscious tails at once, leaving nothing of the kicking snack behind. "Now that that's out of the way, this party is already feeling a lot more- *BllurrRrrrPphhhhHh-!!* -interesting~"

Meanwhile, Der glanced over to the overstuffed gryphon again, shuddering a little at the sheer girth of his stomach by then. "Sheesh, you need to cool it a little bit with the snacking there." He chirped. Looking left and right, he slowly started to casually ascend Gyro's hatchday cake, nibbling at the frosting along the way. At that point, Gyro's stomach was so packed with snake coils and other meals that Spice's entire body was shoved to one side of the sloshing gut, completely unable to move. He could only get a few breaths in, trying to plot revenge against the gryphon, while feeling around for his seed, as the juices rise higher around him. Unfortunately, his arms could only budge a few inches, the seed probably at the base of his stomach by now. "You... better use my present..." He grunts out, before any further speech was entirely drowned out by the usual churning and gurgling. Gyro was feeling rather immobile at that point, trying to help work everything down into a more manageable state with both of his talons. "Yeah, yeah. I'm sure it's kinda fun. But not as fun as you will be, adding onto my flanks~" He teased.

Upon trying to move again, Gyro could only do a lethargic half-roll, far too packed with meals larger than himself at that point. "Unnghh... S-Seres, could you give me a hand over here? I could really do with that stomach massage Spice failed to give me." The dragon glanced over towards the incredibly-packed peacock, listening to his upset rumbles and churns of indigestion... He didn't need to be told twice. Quickly, the host of the party moved over and leaned onto Gyro's stomach, pressing deep against that stomach and starting to slowly knead up and down... The bird kicked up a leg, moaning to himself the whole time, splashing the juices in his stomach all over the place, and helping to stir up further digestion. "Aw yeah, that's the stuff..." He moaned, staring into Seres's eyes, all the while feeling some pressure pushing up against his weighty stomach from below. All the belly rubs were turning him on.

As the dragon moved his claws around, working his way around to the underside of the gryphon, he quickly found something stiff pushing up underneath all that chub. "Oh? Looks like you could do with a little bit of servicing..." He teased, making Gyro squirm as he started to pump up and down at it with one claw, gazing into his eyes. It made the bird whimper a little bit, the churning inside of his stomach getting louder... The kneading and pressing from the dragon's free claw certainly helped. "Huff..." Gyro shudders, his tail whipping around as he humps into the dragon's grip. "You can consider this your second present from me~" Seres teased, leaning down to drag his tongue along the shaft for a moment, beginning to pump even harder. All that stimulation made Gyro's boiling stomach churn up a storm, utterly restless as it begins to steadily round out and shrink in size.

"Mmmmphh...! Oh, f-fuck, I'm... *UuooorRrrrpPppP!!* ...g-gonna..." The gryphon rapidly belched up plenty of different scales, feathers, pieces of fur, and even occasionally a small bone or two. All that rubbing was making his crop swell up a bit, wriggling and blushing while the dragon strokes him off. "Gonna give me some frosting~?" Seres teased, giving a teasing slurp across his ear, with his thumb circling around his tip. Biting his tongue, that seemed to be enough to send Gyro over the edge. His wings stiffened as seed erupted from the small gryphon, covering Seres's claw, the underside of his own stomach, and getting all over the floor. "Gah-ah-!!" He moaned in bliss, clearly being a bit pent up as rope after rope splatters out, the tension making his stomach flatten quite a bit.

However, as the gryphon lied there panting on his living room floor, receiving a smooch from the dragon on the beak, it was clear that something else was about to exit his body, too. It was first preceded by a few belches, leading to the gryphon rolling over onto his stomach for a moment to better force it out. *Haaaaaack-!!* In one lewd, wet motion, a huge pellet splattered against the couch, coated with fur, feathers, scales, and jewelry of all sorts. The largest part of it was probably the blank-eyed Chocobo skull staring back at him, the gryphon's stomach fizzling again in preparation for more hatchday snacks. Blushing, he turned his head back to Seres, with his pudgier body still rumbling. "Nice party and stuff, but I kinda want to eat you, too." He said, rather blatantly. In response, Seres leaned over towards that beak, kneading over his gut a few times more. "I was hoping you might say that~ Have a happy hatchday, Gyro."

After opening his beak a little bit, it was easy to start accepting the dragon-sized meal starting to squeeze into his newly-emptied crop again. However, it still wasn't quite a walk in the park, with Seres being one of the largest guests of the bunch. The dragon's horns didn't seem to bother Gyro too much, thankfully. Seres would occasionally flare his wings out on the way down, just to help make more room for his body. Gyro clenched his eyes tight, simply trying to gape his throat as much as he could, with the nuzzling dragon teasing at his inner walls. "Mmmmm..." He rumbled out, forcing himself deeper through his throat, his snout pushing closer and closer towards the overworked gut at the base of it all. His head and claws were the first to squish in, feeling quite a lot of impressively acidic stomach juices, as well as plenty of other bones and such from previous party guests. It seemed like a pellet wouldn't be quite enough to manage a meal of this magnitude!

Similarly to a cat, Seres would curl into a ball as more and more of his body entered Gyro's gut, making a bulge on the outside comparable to the way he looked before all those belly rubs... In fact, by then, it seemed even larger with his form filling him out! Gyro gulped down those hind legs and tail tip, drooling to himself and mumbling a bit about the flavor somewhat lethargically. "Mmmm... So full..." As he trailed his talons over that stomach, he could feel the rhythmic bumping motion of Seres simultaneously rubbing and humping into the walls of Gyro's belly, trying to make him feel as nice as he could. If Gyro hadn't already been spent, chances are that he would've been aroused by then.

As it stood, Gyro had made an easy meal out of every guest at his party, save for one. Belching a bit more, the gryphon rolled over and stood up the best he could, waddling his way towards the table. "Der? Der, where did you go?" Gyro called out. However, the little gryphon was nowhere to be seen. With a shrug, the gryphon shifted his attention over to the cake on the table, while he started to digest Seres. "Oh yeah, probably should get on that..." All in one lazy, truly gluttonous motion, he started to pull the entire cake off of its holder towards him, the whole elaborately-designed confectionary dessert toppling over onto his open beak. On top, Der had been making snow angels in the icing for a good while before falling asleep, only now realizing what was happening. "Gyro, wait, I'm-!!" But it was already too late, winding up crammed into the gryphon's beak, only to be smothered by more and more cake and frosting inside of his crop, eventually squeezing further downward...

As the gurgly peacock stuffed and shoveled all that cake into his mouth, he buried Seres under the entirety of it, along with wherever Der was among the massive mess. His face was covered in it all, staring at the ceiling. "Ughhhh..." He could feel a little bit of squirming and muffled complaints among the massive mass in his gut, realizing that he must've swallowed Der at some point, but hardly cared at that point. "That was a pretty good one guys, definitely gonna have another one next year..." *BUuUoAaarRRrrPPP-!!!* His house shook with a truly rapturous belch, everything fizzling down in his stomach like butter, while the banner wishing him a happy hatchday fell down and covered his face. Gyro couldn't quite tell if he ruined the party, or made it the best he'd ever had. The one thing he did know was that he was experiencing one hell of a food coma, and figured the only thing he wanted to do now was sleep all of his friends off. And so, he did, turning over and lazily nuzzling his gut into a peaceful, yet gurgly, slumber.

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When Gyro groggily woke up from his slumber again, he pulled the banner off of his face and looked out the window. It was now the middle of the night, with none of his friends in sight. "Guh, one hell of a party..." He grunts, rolling back over onto his stomach. Over the past several hours, every last one of his guests (including the cake) has been thoroughly digested and stripped of all nutrients, reducing each down into a bubbly soup of chyme. Whatever remained afterwards would meet up and pack together inside the gryphon's colon... And judging by the noises it was making, it was about as full as the peacock could imagine. "Aw shit..." He clenched his lower body, hearing the way that it aggressively churned. He needed the bathroom, pronto.

Upon taking a few steps forward, Gyro freezes, facepalming. "Shit!" It was only then did he realize that he now needed to heft himself up a flight of stairs to get to his master bathroom. Furious with this development, he kicked a box in his living room to the side, desperately tucking his tail down between his ass... Then, he realized that the gift he kicked was actually one he had yet to open. "Wait..." He leaned down and read the tag, seeing that it was from Der. He quickly opened it up despite his desperation, mostly out of curiosity. Inside, he found a small card, a phone number written on the box, and... a roll of toilet paper. Puffing some air out of his beak, he read the card aloud. "Figured you might need this sometime soon... Phone number is Ron's Plumbing Service... Someone who eats as much as you probably- bah." He rolled his eyes from the gag gift, tossing the box to the side... Until his bowels tense up yet again. Swallowing his pride, he picked both back up, before beginning to ascend the stairs.

"I can't believe this... At least nobody else knows about it." He huffed, his guts squishing against each stair on the way up. He was sweating quite a bit, with each step feeling like a massage to bowels. Biting his tongue, he'd tuck his tail in a little bit deeper, really struggling to keep himself corked. "Come on..." The occasional bit of gas would hiss and sputter out of him, leaving several Chocobo feathers fluttering to the ground in his wake. Fortunately, he finally made it up the stairs, shoving his way into his bathroom before things could get too messy.

Gyro's bathroom had a squat toilet, somewhat prepared to handle messes the size of his friends, but probably not all of his friends at once. Still, he'd bit his tongue, quickly moving over to it, gripping the top of the porcelain in the front, and beginning to squat down. "Alright, party's over, everyone out!" He laughed to himself, flicking his tail up and beginning to let loose. Almost immediately, the peacock was left moaning and groaning as several dozen pounds of gryphonshit piled out of him at once. He leaned over the thing and flagged his tail higher, heavy splashes as he pelted the basin with incredibly decorated pythons of what was once his friends. Whatever wasn't in the pellet from earlier was now left filling the basin to capacity, the flow only occasionally stopped by a pegasus skull, or the incredibly long skeleton of a naga squeezing out of him across several loaves. Realizing how much was coming out, Gyro quickly tugged the flusher to send the first portion of his friends down.

"Nnnghhh... M-might be the best gift so far, even..." He grunts, his backdoor feeling stimulation by every bone that passes, occasionally having to reach back and spread his ass manually to make room for everything that belonged to Seres. The dragon led to so much of a mess, that the squat toilet couldn't quite contain it all, the mess spilling out to either side. The same could be said for everything left of Chazori, in the more feathery bits. Gyro almost drooled a bit in bliss, spreading his legs a bit wider and simply letting it happen. "Haaah..." The kitsune skull and the ruined, stained red scarf spilling out of him clearly belonged to a certain Ninetales that wouldn't have the luxury of reforming after this. The gryphon was rather impressed by how much it was spreading him back there, no longer able to tell what used to be his party guests, and what used to be his hatchday cake. A set of tiny gryphon bones would be embedded in the mess, escaping his body completely unnoticed.

With a very heavy sigh, the gryphon gave his pudgy new body a few pats, the load of gryphon waste finally tapering off after a while, leaving him to lower his tail again. "Thank you for the gift, Der." He smirked, reaching for the toilet paper to clean himself off with plenty of squares of it, tossing it all onto the immense pile. Upon trying to flush, the mechanism gurgled a bit, the mess going nowhere at all as Gyro stepped away from it. "Great, now I'm going to have to use the other part of your gift, too. What a bunch of party poopers." He laughed at his own obvious joke, prepared to leave the massive mess in his bathroom while he went to grab his phone. However, he couldn't help but glance at his own reflection in the mirror, with how much weight was now clinging to his underbelly and butt after snacking on so much at once. It was enough to make him blush. "...Fine, maybe I'll try your game after all, Spice."