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Subject: otterdinner
Date: 13 Oct 92 07:16:34 GMT
Organization: University of Pennsylvania

Erych hmms.  That part seemed to have worked.
Erych explains what he intends to you:
Tugrik says, "Just do it."
Tugrik says, "don' worry about talking abou tit."
Erych nods.
Tugrik says, "I'm very hungry now; you have me interested."
Tugrik smiles.
Tugrik sin't being mad. He's being hungry. (and RL tired a tad)
Erych idles a moment to work on a @desc.
Tugrik doesn't want to let the log out of Jodie, for how he woke Jodie up...
Tugrik saw she was a virgin. And didn't want 'er to die without feeling sex
 once.  She was having an erotic dream.. so tug "took" her in her sleep, for
 her first time.
Tugrik says, "that woke her up. THEN it was a struggle to eat 'er."
Erych nods. You told him that already.  Not that she woke up.
green lapine created with number 10877.
Dropped.
[Tugrik has just looked at you.]
You say, "Now comes the tricky part.."
Erych removes his amulet from around his neck, and puts it around the neck of
 the 'rabbit'.
Erych thinks a moment.  No, he should do something first.
Description set.
Erych puts the amulet back upon himself, quickly shifts forms, then places it
 upon the rabbit again.
A 5'5" female anthropomorphic unicorn, shapely body covered in fine white
 hair, and a long flowing white-gold mane cascading over her shoulders.  Her
 hooves are golden, her hands are five-fingered.  Her full breasts jut
 statuesquely from her body, and are shrouded in bits of mane.
[Erych has a look-notify program.]
[Erych has just looked at you.]
Carrying:
a ribbon tied to his horn, with a little bell at the end.  Thanks,
 Foxen..(#13354)
Button: Backrubs: Given with pleasure, received with ecstasy(#13351)
a simple platinum bracelet(#10439)
Button: Born Again Unicorn(#12716)
A silver choker necklace, set with a golden lion's head.(#1182)
A rich kimono of deepest royal blue, embroidered with brilliant golden dragons
 fighting among silver clouds.  Pearls have been sewn carefully onto the back,
 to simulate the raindrops that fall during the dragon-battles.(#7418D)
A black disc-shaped amulet inscribed with a silver image of a unicorn.(#1038)
one of tk's multiplexers, hidden cleverly on his person where no one, not even
 you, can see it.(#2008D)
Flag set.
Dropped.
[Tugrik has just looked at you.]
Erych sits, leaning against a wall.
Erych starts breathing deeply...deeply...
Erych grows silent.
Many moments pass...
The 'rabbit' stirs.
Description set.
Name set.
This is a 6'4 female otter of quite generous proportions.  Her fur is white,
 with a slightly greenish tint.  She looks almost good enough to eat...
Carrying:
a ribbon tied to his horn, with a little bell at the end.  Thanks,
 Foxen..(#13354D)
Button: Backrubs: Given with pleasure, received with ecstasy(#13351)
a simple platinum bracelet(#10439)
Button: Born Again Unicorn(#12716)
A silver choker necklace, set with a golden lion's head.(#1182)
A rich kimono of deepest royal blue, embroidered with brilliant golden dragons
 fighting among silver clouds.  Pearls have been sewn carefully onto the back,
 to simulate the raindrops that fall during the dragon-battles.(#7418D)
one of tk's multiplexers, hidden cleverly on his person where no one, not even
 you, can see it.(#2008D)
The rabbit's form shivers and shimmers, changing form.  "Hello.."
Tugrik watches, curiously.
Erych looks over at her body, against the wall, breathing gently, in a
 somewhat comatose state.
Erych breathes a sigh of relief. That worked.
Tugrik could make a joke, and in a kid-lioke voice, say "otters AGAIN?"... :)
Description set.
This is a 6'4 female otter of quite generous proportions.  Her fur is white,
 with a slightly greenish tint.  She looks almost good enough to eat...
[Erych has a look-notify program.]
[Erych has just looked at you.]
Carrying:
a ribbon tied to his horn, with a little bell at the end.  Thanks,
 Foxen..(#13354D)
Button: Backrubs: Given with pleasure, received with ecstasy(#13351)
a simple platinum bracelet(#10439)
Button: Born Again Unicorn(#12716)
A silver choker necklace, set with a golden lion's head.(#1182)
A rich kimono of deepest royal blue, embroidered with brilliant golden dragons
 fighting among silver clouds.  Pearls have been sewn carefully onto the back,
 to simulate the raindrops that fall during the dragon-battles.(#7418D)
one of tk's multiplexers, hidden cleverly on his person where no one, not even
 you, can see it.(#2008D)
You say, "Yes, but I'm a bit different.."
Flag set.
Flag set.
Flag set.
Flag set.
Tugrik says, "howsay?"
Erych is humanoid.
[Tugrik has just looked at you.]
Erych smiles down at herself.  Very humanoid.
Erych forgot to mention it.  It is as brief @desc, as this will not last very
 long.
Erych still lies upon her back.  She looks up at you.
Erych hopes the transfer back works as well, or you will have your ultimate
 wish..
Tugrik says, "MY ultimate wish?"
Tugrik hrms.
You say, "What you had with Jodie.."
Tugrik sighs. you don't understand. he *ate*. Period. Swallowed, digested.
 it's not an "ultimate wish".    But sees your point.
Erych nods.
Erych supposes that was wrongly worded, aye.
Tugrik looks over to Erych's body over there, and wonders if Erycha will or
 will not get Tug's loveplay tonight.  Dependson on how tired this makes him.
Erych is here.  Her real body is over there, safe from harm..she hopes.
Tugrik grins, a toothy grin, down at you.
Erych notes that is why she changed her form first, because in a while the
 amulet will be within you..
Tugrik notes metal takes about 10 mins longer than bone to break down in tug's
 gut.  So he can cought it up, most likely. Sans cord, tho.
Erych left the option open..
Erych nods.  It can be replaced.
Erych BTWs that this is *magical* metal, which (in AD&D *grin*) gets a higher
 'save'.
Tugrik grins.  And is glad your hipline isn't as big as Jodie's.
Tugrik sits down on his haunches, and grabs you around the waist with both
 hands, picking you up.
Erych nods.  Almost, not quite.
You say, "Eep!"
Tugrik holds you, and looks your form over.
Tugrik thinks "headfirst" will be easier, and casually opens his mouth.. and
 lifts you up.. like someone holding a submarine sandwitch, by the opening.
[Tugrik has just looked at you.]
Erych shivers...
Erych says a bit of a silent prayer.
You say, "Wait..!"
Tugrik's body is trained to take it if you have a panic-reaction.  And with no
 further ado, stuffs your head into his mouth, your breasts being squashed
 into his tongue.
Erych makes a last (invisible) adjustment.
Erych is thrust into darkness..
Tugrik crams in.. your smooth otter form making it easy on tug; and you
 rapdily find yourself up to your waist into his throat.
Erych squirms a bit..
Erych notes your raspy tongue did interesting things to her breasts on the way
 down..
Tugrik's neck is bulged out *much*.. even your breasts can be discerend in his
 stretched-tight throat.
Erych doesn't seem to be breathing.
Tugrik swallows.. but your hips are too big.  His entire neck waves muscuarly,
 stimulating your whole uppper body, but you don' go down.
Erych shudders a bit, mostly from pleasure..
Tugrik opens his mouth HARDER... but doesn't really unhinge them.   They
 stretch.. and you feel a *PRESSURE* as your hipbones get crammed between his
 jaw-joints...
Tugrik pushes a little harder, with both his hands.. this is where it gets
 stuck somteims.... and with an *OOF* and release of pressure, your hips pass
 his jaw and are a HUGE bulge in his throat!
Tugrik easily swallows, his neck latching on to the expansion ofyour hiops,
 and thrusting you down. Bu tyou come up TIGHT against his colarbone, again
 stopped.  Your toes only are visible out his upper throat, and he closes his
 mouth.
Erych feels herself fully within you now...
Erych hears your heart..
Berios pages:  Berios pages, "please point out to erych, if he talks abotu
 this anymore, thjat he wasnt supposed to know abotu this and that i would
 rather he didnt talk abotu me with respect to it to others." to you.
You page, "Mispage.  And no, I don't talk to others with your name attached."
 to Berios.
Tugrik puts a hand to his throat, and pushes softly.. you feel a *squish* and
 your hips slide into his chest cavity...
Tugrik swallows.  You feel a *gulp*.  and are *SHOVED* into his stomach with
 force!
Erych oofs silently..
Tugrik oofs, and can breathe now.
Erych rearranges herself better within, and again you feel an expanding within
 you..
Erych is growing to fill you again.
Berios pages:  Berios pages, "bleah. that was for tugrik." to you.
You page, "I know..but it got the message across well enough.  I'm not upset."
 to Berios.
You page-pose, "Erych is curious as hell about the log, but there isn't much
 he can do about it." to Berios
Tugrik's belly *expands*. His full capacity twice what he can swallow at once.
  YUou become huge.. and have the poor horse bulged out immensely... like he
 swallowe about 4 standard humans....
Berios pages:  Berios pages, "thats good. I never was upsetr when you told me
 to "get lost" as it were ether. I was curious too. but i had second thoughts
 abotu it later. its not good to mutilate creations of mine. they are
 important to me.  i found myself crying last night." to you.
Erych thinks, >/ .......too much? \<
You page, "Which time did I tell you to get lost?" to Berios.
Tugrik has never HAD this much inside him before.. but it fits.  just barely.
Erych thinks, >/ ...just warn me..when... \<
Berios pages:  Berios pages, "oh you know.. when i have been "curious" and all
 that.  everyuone needs privacy" to you.
You page, "Ah..yes." to Berios.
You page, "Well, be happy to know you have your revenge. >:)" to Berios.
Tugrik sits on his haunches, and leans against the wall, veritaclly.  The
 bulge in his belly has his midsection tripled in normal width, hanging out
 like a huge storage container in front of him.
You page-pose, "Erych had no idea, btw, J_M was you.  Wanted to get to know
 her better someday." to Berios
Berios pages:  Berios pages, "NO. this is not abotu revenge.  i didnt ewant
 you to know abotu this to begin with.. rememeber?  so "revenge" obviously
 isnt an issue. if you didnt know it wouldnt be an issue." to you.
Berios pages:  Berios pages, "its your own curiosity here that is at work." to
 you.
( You feeel the tight belly's strong muscles.. start to move.   Tug's belly
 can be seen to ripple from teh outside, and you hear it grumble all around
 you. )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
You page, "I was kidding about the revenge (thus the smiley) and the knowledge
 is as safe with me as it is with Tugrik." to Berios.
Berios pages:  Berios pages, "and i was legitimatly upset abotu something i
 had done. its not a mater of being ashamed. it was just a bad thing to do.
 for me. thats all." to you.
You page-pose, "Erych nods." to Berios
Erych urks a bit..
Tugrik's belly has been primed ot eat all night. there is a *huge* pouch of
 acids built up, ready to be dumped into his belly at once.
Erych realizes he is a fem-otter even bigger/heavier than his uni'morph form.
( You hear an ominous, soft gooshing sound... )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
Berios pages:  Berios pages, "if you had drawn and thought about characters
 for as lonfg as i have, you might understand.  someday i will illustrate
 stories and the characters are important to me." to you.
Erych thinks, >/ tugrik=...now? \<
You page-pose, "Erych wishes he could draw, actually." to Berios
Tugrik whispers, "Now if you don' wan' feel ANY pain.  IN a few, yet, if you
 can take the pain."
You page-pose, "Erych has pictures in his mind that will likely never be done
 justice on paper." to Berios
Tugrik's tummy goes *GlorG* and unleasehes the acids, and his whole midsection
 starts to chug somewhat.
The body across the room shows no change.
Erych screams with air she didn't know she had...
Erych stops screaming.
Thank you for recycling.
You are carrying:
a ribbon tied to his horn, with a little bell at the end.  Thanks,
 Foxen..(#13354D)
Button: Backrubs: Given with pleasure, received with ecstasy(#13351D)
a simple platinum bracelet(#10439D)
Button: Born Again Unicorn(#12716D)
A silver choker necklace, set with a golden lion's head.(#1182D)
A rich kimono of deepest royal blue, embroidered with brilliant golden dragons
 fighting among silver clouds.  Pearls have been sewn carefully onto the back,
 to simulate the raindrops that fall during the dragon-battles.(#7418D)
one of tk's multiplexers, hidden cleverly on his person where no one, not even
 you, can see it.(#2008D)
You have 9734 pennies.
Flag reset.
Flag reset.
Tugrik's stomach chugs HARD. It grips, with crushign strenght; it can powder
 bones in final digestion. the acids burn *hot*.. tug's whole bodyframe starts
 to heat up.  It's very loud now.
Flag reset.
Description set.
You are carrying:
a ribbon tied to his horn, with a little bell at the end.  Thanks,
 Foxen..(#13354D)
Button: Backrubs: Given with pleasure, received with ecstasy(#13351)
a simple platinum bracelet(#10439)
Button: Born Again Unicorn(#12716)
A silver choker necklace, set with a golden lion's head.(#1182D)
A rich kimono of deepest royal blue, embroidered with brilliant golden dragons
 fighting among silver clouds.  Pearls have been sewn carefully onto the back,
 to simulate the raindrops that fall during the dragon-battles.(#7418D)
one of tk's multiplexers, hidden cleverly on his person where no one, not even
 you, can see it.(#2008D)
You have 9734 pennies.
Erych, across the room, stirs a bit.
Tugrik grimaces.  This part always hurts a LITTLE, with acids this strong,
 until whatever's inside partially digests.
Erych doesn't awaken, you just notice that it jerked a bit.
Erych it=she
Erych doesn't move any more.
Tugrik's stomach chugs hard.  And tug feels a soft *skrunch* inside, as it
 starts to crush its acid-tempered contents.
Tugrik's whole body wracks with motion, as you hear it *skrunch* and *groan*
 inside.. literally making a quick paste out of what he swallowed.
Erych stirs again...her eyes flutter open.
Player Name          On For Idle
Remington             00:00   0s
Lynxdragonfluff       00:00  13s
Talien                00:12   1m
Hatch                 00:18   2m
Chris                 00:29  24s
Berios                00:30   5m
JimStoat              00:33   1m
Rylan                 00:33  24s
Dragon                00:38   2m
Blackwolf             02:04   2m
Dyt                   02:11   7s
Lionman               02:38   1m
Stephan               02:43  55s
ErmaFelna             02:43   5s
Sthiss                04:50  11s
Luagha                04:56   1m
Tugrik                09:01  28s
Erych                 10:12   0s
Lynxdragonfluff       12:00   7m
19 players are connected.
( This gones on for about 5 minutes. It's *loud* from outside even. )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
Erych looks over at you..
You say, "...I...I didn't get out in time..."
Tugrik is lying on the floor, belly up.  That belly is still chugging, and
 *loud*.
Erych trembles, sitting where she is.
Player Name          On For Idle
Lynxdragonfluff       00:02   1m
Talien                00:14   4m
Hatch                 00:20   4m
Chris                 00:31  28s
Berios                00:32   7m
JimStoat              00:35   4s
Rylan                 00:36  32s
Dragon                00:40  12s
Blackwolf             02:06  17s
Dyt                   02:13  32s
Lionman               02:40  33s
Stephan               02:46   1m
ErmaFelna             02:46  13s
Sthiss                04:52  27s
Luagha                04:59   9s
Tugrik                09:03   1m
Erych                 10:15   0s
Lynxdragonfluff       12:02  10m
18 players are connected.
Tugrik's eyes are mostly closed. He looks half-assleep.  Early digestion takes
 a LOT out of him, and he's not aware too well of his surrouindings.  He ate
 *TOOOOO* much at once, not healthy at all.
Erych looks over, then a little more intently. "..T-Tugrik..are you
 alright..?"
Tugrik is fine. That just hurt a bit, that's all.
Erych moves to your side, but moving as if she herself hurts..
( The sounds aren't loud anymore.  The stomach contents are a thick, lumpy
 paste.  The belly can take its time to work on it now, over the next bit, and
 relax near-completely. )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
Tugrik aaaaaaahs, and lets his breath out, and looks 200% more at ease.
Erych looks at the bulge that represents what she briefly was..
Erych shivers a bit.
Erych thinks of how close it came to actually being *her*..
Erych sits near you.
You are carrying:
a ribbon tied to his horn, with a little bell at the end.  Thanks,
 Foxen..(#13354D)
Button: Backrubs: Given with pleasure, received with ecstasy(#13351)
a simple platinum bracelet(#10439)
Button: Born Again Unicorn(#12716)
A silver choker necklace, set with a golden lion's head.(#1182D)
A rich kimono of deepest royal blue, embroidered with brilliant golden dragons
 fighting among silver clouds.  Pearls have been sewn carefully onto the back,
 to simulate the raindrops that fall during the dragon-battles.(#7418D)
one of tk's multiplexers, hidden cleverly on his person where no one, not even
 you, can see it.(#2008D)
You have 9734 pennies.
Tugrik remembers hearing a funky sound coming from his flanks when it started,
 but couldn't hear it well.
Flag set.
You say, "...that was me....sc-screaming..."
Erych seems to be remembering it.  She trembles.
Tugrik frowns, and rolls his head back, again looking at ceiling.
Tugrik wanted dinner. not ot be a torturer, and wishes you had been able to
 get out earlier.  Sighs.  But seems to be doing okay.
Erych doesn't blame you.  She blames herself.
Erych places a hand on your belly..strokes the coat covering the well-extended
 horseflesh..
Desdi pages:  A tiny little imp comes scurrying up to you and squeeks, "Desdi
 says 'hi!'"
Lionman pages:  Lionman pages you with one of those little, tiny beeper
 thingys, "G'Night.  Be well...  *LionHUG*"
You page, "Hi there.." to Desdi.
You page, "G'night.." to Lionman.
Desdi pages:  A tiny little imp comes scurrying up to you and squeeks, "Desdi
 says 'whassup?'"
Tugrik is starting to fall asleep, and your sensual rubbing helps.  His eyes
 closes, and he MMMMMmmmmmmmms.
You page, "Not much..." to Desdi.
Desdi pages:  A tiny little imp comes scurrying up to you and squeeks, "Desdi
 says 'aww...'"
Erych reminds you of the amulet.
Tugrik's belly went TOO far on overdrive, with that quantity.  That's why the
 pain, and the !healthy, for tug.  
Erych looks at the floor.
Tugrik notes either the amulet is part of him now, or it'll get passed, if
 truely magical-protected. But it's not THERE to be coughed up right now.
Erych thought she was doing good.
Tugrik smiles. you did good.  Just was unexpected.
Erych looks back up at you and smiles softly, as if asking if you're sure.
Tugrik grins to Erych.  You did good. Sorry about your amulet (burp)
You say, "It should be alright...it was fashioned by a goddess..."
Tugrik can't feel it inside anymore, and can sense magic easily.  Is pretty
 dern shure it got digested.
Erych ums.
Tugrik felt an energy *burst*.. then nothing.  Tug thinks gone, and dissolved.
Erych ums.
Erych pales.
Tugrik notes you can prolly get it easily, again, from teh goddess.   It
 didnt' take that much energy... when tug felt it go, was a small burst.
Erych doesn't expect any favors from her in future..
Tugrik says, "Easy. then make oen yourself. you are unicorn."
Erych cannot.
Tugrik says, "Buy/get/make a trinket.. one of smiple metal.  And use your own
 energy into the amulet."
Erych cannot fashion an item that performs a function he cannot.
You say, "Kyrian would have protected it better than that.."
Tugrik will get you another, from Kyrian.  Tug can do that.
Tugrik (willjust roleplay it out)
Erych is stuck like this though.  Kyrian is not due back for *centuries*.
[Tugrik has just looked at you.]
Tugrik can help change you back, prolly. Let us deal with it on th' morrow.
Tugrik says, "for now, what do we do?"
Erych is just panicking. Nothing serious.
Erycha wasn't going to change the name, but oh well..
Tugrik's tummy rumbles, but it's  a happy/full sound, as what is now just
 paste adn nutrition get squished aroudn inside.
Erycha looks to be damning herself several different ways.
Erycha thinks of how foolish that was.
Erycha frowns.
Tugrik feels something, and puts a hand to his lower belly.
Erycha sees you pulling a Jade.
Tugrik says, "Wait. It's in there.  It will pass. It's only been damaged.  not
 bad, I hope."
Tugrik's bod must know it was magic.  it's down low, and being passed. That's
 why tug don' feel it much.  But it's prolly wracked up, and may or may not
 work.
Erycha is a fool.
Tugrik isn't X-ray prone.
Tugrik doesn't know what's inside, or what made it or not.
Tugrik will just have to see in the morning, friend.
Tugrik says, "why are you a fool?"
You say, "Performing that stunt.  Endangering all I have left of Kyrian.."
Tugrik can feel something solid being passed down in his body. but doesn't
 know, erych.
Tugrik can only test that if you have a magnet, and see if he can feel it from
 outise.  Sounds silly, but tug knows it works; he's accidentally eaten a few
 bolts and nuts before.
Erycha leans a bit against your side.  She's been softly hinting that she
 wants comfort, but you notice it a bit more loudly now.
Player Name          On For Idle
Zeb                   00:12   5s
Desdi                 00:15   3s
Talien                00:33  18m
Hatch                 00:39  18s
Chris                 00:50   5m
JimStoat              00:54  28s
Rylan                 00:55  24s
Dragon                01:00  28s
Blackwolf             02:25  20s
Dyt                   02:32  23s
Stephan               03:05  27s
Sthiss                05:12   1m
Luagha                05:18   4m
Tugrik                09:23  35s
Erycha                10:34   0s
Lynxdragonfluff       12:21   2s
16 players are connected.
Erycha looks you over.
You are looking at a 2000lb indigo-blue unicorn stallion; the breed is known
 as Technohorse.  His 'hooves' are actually six fingered hands curled under to
 walk upon, and his left foreleg appears partially cybernetic.  His body is
 the bulky form of a draft-steed, and his sharp teeth show he's no ordinary
 herbivore.     
[Tugrik has a look-notify program.]
Carrying:
He wears a simple beltpack around his midsection, tight against his flanks. 
 It has pouches to hold his stuff.
Secured to a loop on his beltpack, you see a piece of cloth with Jodie Marie's
 name on it; it appears to be torn off of a cowboy hat.
Tugrik is *tired*. and a bit prone to not move; his belly is a HUGE
 undercarraige. To mount him, would be to sit on a mound of horseflesh. But
 that is a WARM mound, and very possible.
Tugrik grrs and literally RL shakes himself awake at the terminal again.
Erycha is leaning a bit over your chest, looking 'up' at you.
Erycha wonders when you would be able to get on tomorrow, if she sent you to
 bed now?
Tugrik s' belly, under your lean, is a 'live' thing; it radiates heat muchy,
 and softly squrms in patterns below your touch.
Erycha strokes your chest..
You are looking at a 2000lb indigo-blue unicorn stallion; the breed is known
 as Technohorse.  His 'hooves' are actually six fingered hands curled under to
 walk upon, and his left foreleg appears partially cybernetic.  His body is
 the bulky form of a draft-steed, and his sharp teeth show he's no ordinary
 herbivore.     
[Tugrik has a look-notify program.]
Carrying:
He wears a simple beltpack around his midsection, tight against his flanks. 
 It has pouches to hold his stuff.
Secured to a loop on his beltpack, you see a piece of cloth with Jodie Marie's
 name on it; it appears to be torn off of a cowboy hat.
Tugrik is too tired to mak enew @desc, erycha... but not TOO tired to make
 love.
Erycha leans her face close to yours, close to the mouth that so recently..to
 her viewpoint..consumed her..
Tugrik kisses you softly...
Tugrik liks your face, with a stroke of his big tongue.
Erycha smiles a bit..the rasp feels interesting..
Erycha remembers the rasp in another fashoin..
Tugrik licks your face.. and likes the *feel* this time, not the taste.
Erycha nods..
Erycha would possibly...probably...taste good...
Erycha didn't risk that because of the horn..
Tugrik's large horsecock is erect, against his bulged belly.  If you wish to
 mount atop that mound of a stomach.. "No.. i do not eat my own kind,
 Unicorn."
Erycha looks around and behind her, over the enormous bulge..
Erycha imagines Jodie didn't feed you this well..
Tugrik's huge belly hides his horsecock. You can't see it unless you were to
 go around. it's a 3x his width *mound*.
Erycha yiees. Oh.
Erycha gets up, and straddles your chest..sits upon it, and leans back against
 the mound..
Erycha is facing your face.
( You hear a deel gurgling.. as mass is moved around inside the big horse's
 belly... )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
Erycha smiles down at you.  You're warm and comfy.
Erycha is secretly trying to get up her nerve, remembering your size..
Tugrik's whole furry body  is *WARM*. Extremely.  Tug's heat goes up with how
 much he eats.
Erycha runs a hand down your side, reaching as far back as she can.
Tugrik starts to breathe a tad deepr, the chest you're sitting on rising, and
 falling...
Erycha takes a deep breath herself..and rises.
Erycha moves around your belly to your nether regions..
Erycha moves out of sight.
Tugrik stretches his hinlegs out... straight...
Tugrik's huge balls show, and you can see his shaft laid up against his
 rumbling belly.
You feel something soft, warm, and wet touch the tip of your horesecock..then
 run down its length, along the underside, trailing a fine line..
Erycha notes you actually feel a bit of draft down there, slightly warm,
 accompanying the feeling.
Tugrik mmMMMMMMmmmmmms... and you see his belly and hindelgs *tense*.. a stron
 gmuscular motion.
Erycha repositions herself, and moves to straddle you, just below the bulge of
 your belly.
( You feel a pair of warm, very furry horse-thighs squeezing around you
 softly.. holding on you as you work down below... )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
Erycha cancels that last pose of hers.
Erycha remains between your thighs.
Tugrik instinctively grinds.. his legs around you, rubbing your body against
 his erection...
Erycha licks up along the udnerside of your length once again..wonders if you
 udnerstand that was what she was doing..
Erycha typos.
Tugrik only understands that feels *GOOOD*... and has idea, yes.... 
Erycha reminds self to ask for filter for 'yoru' and 'udner'.
Tugrik shivers, as you lick him, warmly.. lubricatingly...
Erycha trails her fingers through the hair that covers your rather large
 testes..
Erycha for a moment takes the tip of you into her mouth, to see what it is
 like...she has never done this before, understand..
( You feel them tense up at your touch, adn relax... you can tell they are
 building up a *large* load.. he's been fed twice, very well, and has plenty
 of bodily energy to spair.. and with every touch, you can just imagine the
 load incrase... )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
Tugrik *wow*s at that. It feels so warm...
Erycha continues to tease with her fingers for a bit more..
Erycha wonders what feels warm?
Tugrik feels your mouth over his head.. and it feels just plain *good*...
Erycha gives its tip a light kis..
Erycha +s
( The 5+" diameter shaft twitches at yoru lip-touch... )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
Erycha blinks. THAT big??
Tugrik whispers, "Tugrik goes OOC. Tells you to see a Beligan sometime.  The
 erect diameter is 5". No kidding.  Amazed tug too, much. and the head gets
 BIGGER..."
Erycha is equine, but..
Erycha supposes she supposedly took a good deal of you that night..has no idea
 how much..
Erycha lags.
Tugrik's tummy rises and falls with his breath... tug very slightly sweating
 from his internal heat, and the excitement your lip-touches put him in.
Erycha gently pushes at your inner thighs, asking release...
Tugrik nickers to you.. wondering wht you're waiting for....  as his legs
 relax..
Erycha moves up...straddles you...balances herself a bit against your belly..
Erycha looks back and down, a bit dubiously..she reaches down, and takes hold
 of your shaft..
Tugrik sees your top half, above his belly.. and smiles to you softly.  You
 feel his erection against you, supporting you almost...
Erycha bends her knees, and rubs herself up against your length, from where it
 leaves the sheath up to the tip...she is wet, herself, you realize..
Erycha is busy rubbing her own nipple, you notice once when you see her above
 your belly.
Tugrik's excitement increases, and the head starts to swell quick... you won't
 be able to get on, if it gets much more...
Tugrik's hands reach back, onto your sides.... kneading at the edges of yoru
 breasts, rubbing softly with his thumbs...
Erycha positions herself for it...she holds you at an easier angle for her,
 and begins to lower herself..
Erycha moans a bit at your touch...
Erycha feels you at her nether lips, now...
Tugrik stays *still* for your effort.. so you can do this... tug wants in
 *much*....
Erycha rubs a bit more, and then takes a deeeeeep breath..
Erycha closes her eyes...and lowers herself...she manages to get about half of
 your head into her..
Erycha starts breathing again, the moment this is done...she takes another
 one, and lowers again, this time taking your entire tip within her...
Tugrik's eyes glaze over softly.... and his mouth is like it's biting at air..
 as his hands hold onto your body... your boyd holdong onto him..
Erycha lets gravity, and her gentle side-to-side twisting motions, help her to
 slide down more upon you...her eyes are closed in delicate ecstasy..
Erycha again pushes the pain to the side, and wonders if this is always
 present..
Tugrik's head *swells* to full.. a big ball of pressure develops in yoru love
 channel...
Erycha stops the gentle sliding...it will take a little more effort now..
Tugrik helps push you down, softly.. his grip tighentin on your rips...
 pushign softly...
Tugrik's thumbs pressure into your breasts, rippling your flesh.. as his arms
 flex and he helps lower you down... following your cues...
Erycha pulls up a bit, and then lets her weight push her down yet more..
Erycha lags again.
Tugrik is slid over, by a *tight* grip, extremely snug, warm, and wet... the
 sensation is incredible.
Erycha leans her face down to kiss your warm..nay, hot...belly.
Erycha has to stop for the moment...puls back a bit, then *pushes* down, until
 she takes you in clear up to her cervix.
Tugrik's body can't take this much excitement.. it's reacting fully.   Tug can
 feel the overly-large (from being overly-fed) genetic build swell inside
 himself, deep.. at the ready...
Erycha remains this, trembling a bit at the *VERY FULL* feeling..
Tugrik's eyes go WIDE, and he groans aloud.. as your perfect buttocks and
 tailbase *bump* lightly against his testes.... horsegroin to horsegroin...
( You can see the swollen route, and the bulge of a head, in your foreside as
 you look down your body... )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
Erycha looks down, panting..
Erycha begins to move, ever so slightly, sliding a bit up and down..and
 twisting slightly..as her natural lubrication feeds the channel,  and as her
 muscles relax a bit, she has an easier time sliding you into and out of
 her...each time, she fills herself fully..
Tugrik's bulged tummy starts to groan and grumble again, in the second, less
 violent, stage of digestion... you feel it against you, and the motions add
 to the feeling of the huge horsecock inside your taught body...
Erycha's hands trace over your belly..
Erycha's front rubs against your belly as she leans a bit forward, allowing
 her very erect nipples to brush over your indigo-coated belly..
Erycha still finds the going difficult, your extrordinarily swollen head being
 such a huge mass within her..
Tugrik's hands are on your back, pushing him against his full abdomen..  The
 rumbling innards of a technohorse light up your nerves on your sensitive
 nipples... you can feel his whole body move, for you... while his shaft fills
 you....
Erycha's breaths come in shuddering gasps...you suddenly feel her pause, and
 feel a very noticeable ripple with her, as she grips your cock *hard*...she
 then pumps with renewed vigor..
Tugrik's hips start to arch, with your motions.. lifting to meet you..
 starting to thrust... you feel the head inside start to be jerked against
 yoru strong body grip, back and forth...
You say, "...ohhhHH!"
Erycha cries out as another climax runs through her...she continues...
Tugrik's penis is swallowed hard by your inner motions, just as he did to
 you...  each pull yoru body giving him bringing him one notch closer to
 losing control of it...
Erycha suddenly slows her motions to an exquisitely slow slide up, then down
 your entire length...she then works up to speed, pausing in the middle for
 yet another orgasm...
( You feel a pre-emptive swelling at the base, and a lance of muscle ripple up
 the shaft, but nothing more yet... )
# spoofed by Tugrik #
You say, "...OOHHhhhhHHHH...fffiilllll meeeeee...."
Tugrik, as you contact down on him fully, your cervix straining against his
 tip, suddelnly fills your belly!  A large expansion of semen squishes up his
 member, into your hot body...
Tugrik AAAAAAAAAAUGHS!!! and his hind legs grab you HARD... sugging you
 tight.. his arms pressing hard, gripping at your body in a full-body hug...
Erycha cries out again, partially in pain, but not entirely..
Erycha still tries to move her body around you..she climaxes *again*...
Tugrik's thick seed, in that tightly plugged grip.. squooshes past your
 cervix, flooding yoru belly.. you can feel the odd sensation of thick cream
 passing the tight muscles...
Erycha's own belly bulges out some..
Tugrik Cries out, in a drawn out whinny...  as his body sends its last into
 you!
Erycha draws as much as she can from your member, with her internal
 muscles...and then she slumps against your belly.
Erycha's body decides to have a last orgasm...you feel the relatively weak
 ripple...
Erycha doesn't move.
Tugrik's mindblown.  Body racked from sex, climax.. from strugglin to eat,
 digestion.. from senusal loveplay, and tired body.... just holds onto you,
 like he had nothign else to worry about in this world just now.
Tugrik falls asleep, you atop him, him in you... his eyes closing.  Your bed
 is sweaty, warm, softy Technohorse belly, that breathes regularly beneath
 you...
You whisper, "When will you be on, so we can try to awaken together?" to
 Tugrik.
Tugrik whispers, "Tugrik has to WORK TOMORROW.  And must avoid home all day
 (pulling wool over 'rents eyes on something).  maybe evening. Page #mail the
 scene, if tug's not near.. tug will return favor."
Tugrik whispers, "Tugrik smiles softly. Tug *liked* this. You are good.  Tug
 hopes he pleased you in return."
You whisper, "Erycha has never passed out before.  That should be some
 indication." to Tugrik.
Tugrik whispers, "Tugrik smiles. And hopes OOC you liked it too. Tug has fun,
 and likes your style at it."
You whisper, "Erycha nods..thank you...wonders what you think about Krianna..
 :)" to Tugrik.
Tugrik whispers, "Tugrik grins.  Is good name. :)"
Tugrik whispers, "Tugrik falls aSLEEP.  Tug is REALLY REALY Tired. -:=8)"
You whisper, "Erycha needs details of species, though..be sure to set aside
 some time for her." to Tugrik.
You whisper, "Goodnight, lover.. :)" to Tugrik.
Tugrik shifts his weight in his sleep.. thrusting in you softly in the
 process, his still erect member in you...
Tugrik falls into a deepre sleep, one with dreams, as his body inside yours
 loses its stiffness.
Erycha seems to shift from unconscious to just sleeping. She curls up (as much
 as she can) on your soft belly.
Erycha is smiling..
Tugrik is too. VERY widely.
Tugrik has disconnected.
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Foxen                 00:03  22s
storm                 00:25  39s
Trev-chan             00:37   1m
Desdi                 01:12  18s
Talien                01:31   1h
Chris                 01:48   1m
Blackwolf             03:23   1m
Dyt                   03:30  29s
Erycha                11:31   0s
Lynxdragonfluff       13:19  30s
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