Gryphon Meat Factory: Room Service
#4 of Vore Stuff
Sorry for the delay on putting out more of these. I had some writer's block, and also some life things going on. I think it is getting better.
I just wrote this one to get back in the habit, so it is shorter than the others. Should still be good though, if you are into this sort of thing.
This story contains the following things that many viewers may find disturbing: Blood, death, fear, hard vore, gore, pain, rape, and mind control.
Don't like it, then don't read it. It isn't meant for you.
If you do like it, then let me know! I am always looking for feedback.
All characters depicted are full adults.
A gryphoness walks down the hallway of a hotel, following a cart full of supplies that rolls on its own in front of her. Her white feathers are completely uncovered, except for a black plastic collar around her neck with the name of the hotel etched into it. Her expression is blank, and she moves almost mechanically, with no sense of being eager or nervous. She completely ignores the other gryphons moving about in a similar way, and the occasional dragon that comes along looking far more animated.
The cart stops at a particular door, and without prompting the gryphoness knocks. "Housekeeping." Her voice is also devoid of emotion, though she speaks loudly to be heard by the room's occupant over the sound of the TV she can hear inside. It is only a couple of moments before a muffled "Come on in," can be heard, and the hen holds a foreclaw up to the door to let its gene lock register her. With a click the door swings open, and she walks in followed by the cart.
The room only has one occupant, a green dragon who currently laying on his back on the lower of the room's two beds and watching something on the screen in front of him. He is nude, and quite distinctly male judging by the length he is currently stroking. The gryphoness is pretty sure she hears the sound of something pornographic on the TV, but she doesn't stop to look at anything. Instead she walks into the bathroom and starts checking to see what supplies need refilled, while the cart extends some appendages and starts cleaning the fixtures.
A few minutes later the hen steps out of the bathroom and goes to tidy up the main room. She heads right for the higher bed, which is soft for sleeping on and has obviously been used for such. She is stopped when she hears the dragon speak. "Come over here," he says, gesturing to the spot next to him on the lower bed. Without hesitation the gryphoness does just that, moving over next to the much larger male. The material of the bed is a little rough, and feels waterproof. She doesn't shift or struggle as claws pick her up around her middle, just hanging in the dragon's grip as he moves her over his pink length.
He presses her down onto his cock, her pussy stretching with how large he is. It hurts her, but she doesn't even twitch. The dragon doesn't care, using her like a toy as he shifts her up and down on his length rapidly. He isn't even looking at her, as his attention is completely focused on the video of a pair of dragons screwing on the TV.
He doesn't take long to finish with the aid of the gryphoness' body. He presses her down onto him hard as he starts to spurt, and she is pretty sure she feels something tear inside her. He isn't about to let up though, and he keeps her there until he is done. As he lays back gasping heavily, she pulls herself off of him slowly, and moves over to the cart. She is limping, but doesn't make a sound as she grabs a cloth to clean herself up before going back to tidying up.
She is just finished making the bed when the dragon finally sits up and looks at her. "Come over here again. I am hungry." For a moment the gryphoness' eyes actually show some emotion, a hint of terror showing through before her emotionless state returns. Still she walks over to the dragon, sitting in front of him on the bed.
The dragon picks her up and lays her on her back, looking at her hungrily. His foreclaws work through her belly feathers, pulling them to the side to reveal the bare area she would use to keep eggs warm. Now though it lets him get his muzzle down between her feathers and to her flesh. He holds her down, forelegs pinned to her sides, then takes a small bite out of her belly.
The gryphoness remains still through the whole process, but the bite seems to break the spell. She screeches with pain, and starts struggling wildly. He is much stronger than her though, and she can't stop him as he takes another bite, tearing into her gut. Her white feathers are soon stained with her blood, and some of it drips off to pool on the waterproof mattress.
The dragon takes his time, but it still doesn't take long before the gryphoness starts to go into shock. Her struggles have mostly been reduced to occasional twitches by the time he bites through her ribcage, but her heart is still beating as his teeth tear into it, finally ending her life.
In the lower levels of the hotel a gryphon sits. His collar glows green for a moment, then he gets up from where he has been in storage for days now. There are hundreds of others in the space, just waiting to be used. The male climbs down from the shelf he was on, going to the elevator that will take him to the upper floors. He has to go do his job, starting by cleaning up whatever remains of his predecessor.