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A purple and blue peacock gryphon flapped his wings over a wooded Equestrian mountain pass, traveling from Canterlot to his workshop in the southern coast. A few minutes before he was chirping a happy tune, but he soon found himself struggling to stay in the air as a strong northern wind forced him to flap his wings harder, and he was quickly running out of energy.

The bird let out a whining chirp when he heard distant thunder crackle. He didn't want to fly through a storm. The gryphon surveyed the ground and saw that there were plenty of trees to take shelter under at the foot of a mountain that should help shield him from the wind.

He flew down to the trees and landed on the soft grass, folding his wings to his side and looked around at his surroundings. Equestria had dragons and manticores after all, and he needed to make sure she hadn't stumbled upon any large predator's dwelling. After a quick look around, he saw nothing. Just trees and bushes, nothing to worry about.

There was a misty rain falling. Gyro grumbled as he walked into the cover of the trees. He knew he'd be stuck in these boring woods for a while while the storm picked up, unless he wanted to fly through a storm all to get his work done in a timely manner. He heard a distant thunder crackle and shook his head, spraying a fine mist of rain water. Not worth it.

Gyro wasn't intent on staying put for long. The canopy of trees shielded the forest floor from the rain as the storm picked up. He could hear the pitter patter of water crashing against the leaves above him, but the ground was still relatively dry. That gave him room to explore. So he started aimlessly walking forward, looking down as he walked but not quite paying attention to anything.

The gryphon didn't keep track of how far he wondered, but he was snapped out of his meandering state when he was watching a beetle crawl on the forest floor right before smacking his head into a tree. He stepped back and rubbed his head just as he heard something plop onto the crunchy ground. He must have knocked something rom the tree.

"Ow..." Gyro groaned before he saw something on the ground near his claw. "Huh?"

The something was moving. It was tiny, certainly no longer than five inches. As it thrashed on the ground, it kicked a fallen leaf aside, revealing more of it's form.

Green, Gyro thought.

Yes, the little creature was green. It was shaped like a lizard had two little leathery wings, and blond tufts of hair on its tail and head.

Yellow, Gyro thought.

Yes, those were certainly colors, but what was he looking at? Gyro lowered his beak and crouched down to get a better look at the something as it rolled onto its four claws. It looked like a dragon.

"Hey! What's your problem, jerk?" the little dragon asked. It was hard to see, but the had an angry expression on his face, his lips curling back to show of his tiny but sharp teeth.

Gyro blinked down at the tiny dragon and cocked his head to the side. "Who are you?" he asked.

"Who wants to know?" The little dragon asked, clearly still upset about being knocked out of the tree. "I'm not here for your- OOF!" The dragon was suddenly knocked on his side by the gryphon's tallon as Gyro poked his tiny body.

"You look so funny! I've never seen a dragon so small!" Gyro said as he wiggled a tallon under the dragon's left wing.

"Quit it! My name's Ray now quit it!" The tiny dragon grumpily snarled.

Gyro lowered his head to the grass, sticking his rear up in the air and swaying his tail. "Why are you so small?" He asked.

"Because one day a bird annoyed me so much, I deflated," Ray replied. It didn't make much sense, but it was the snarkiest thing he could think of on a whim.

Gyro reached forward to poke the feisty little dragon again, but Ray jumped out of the way and squeaked, "I told you to quit it!"

"But it's so funny!" Gyro jeered before reaching forward with his other claw, poking Ray under the wing. Ray grumbled and flapped his wings, taking off in the air to go find another tree to sleep in, but Gyro stood on his hind legs and flapped his massive wings, causing Ray to twirl around in the air like a leaf as he was caught in a gust of strong wind. Gyro giggled as the green creature tumbled back to the grass.

"You are just the perfect thing to entertain me while this storm blows over," Gyro said as he approached the downed dragon, casting a shadow over Ray as he stood back up.

"Try something like that one more time! I'm warning you!" Ray huffed, his tiny cheeks puffing up.

Gyro raised his right claw, pointing to Ray with it. "What are you gonna do?" He asked teasingly. He poked at Ray again, but this time the dragon retaliated! Ray opened his little jaws as wide as he could and bit down on the gryphon's tallon hard enough to leave a nasty mark.

"Ow! Hey!" Gyro squacked. He pulled his claw away, but Ray stayed attached to it, hanging from Gyro's tallon like a nasty hangnail. The little dragon was viciously growling.

"Hey! Get off!" Gyro commanded. He shook his claw with a loose wrist, making the tiny dragon swing left and right, but Ray never detached from Gyro. The gryphon's next attempt was to grab Ray's tiny body to pull him off, but that turned out to be a mistake. Once Ray saw the other claw going for him, he curled his tail around Gyro's other claw and used it to push himself forward. The tallon in his mouth slid down his throat with a soft, wet slothing sound as he opened his mouth wider, unhinging his jaw and spreading his face muscles like it was made of rubber. What happened next was both fascinating and disturbing.

Ray's jaws expanded over Gyro's claw, expanding like a rolled up glove stretching a hand. His body expanded like a balloon to take in Gyro's entire balled up claw. *GULP!* one powerful motion of his throat propelled him down Gyro's wrist, giving the little dragon a taste of Gyro's blue fur and the flesh beneath.

"H-hey what are you doing?" Gyro demanded as he pulled back with his uneaten claw. He somehow wasn't able to free it. How was this little guy so strong? "Let go of me!"

Ray obviously couldn't respond. He just kept gulping his way up Gyro's leg. Each swallow was surprisingly loud, echoing in Gyro's ears with an ominous wet sound. Ray's tail let go of Gyro's free left claw once his lips passed his right elbow. Gyro's arm curled inside of Ray's stomach, creating an oddly shaped bulge as it was painfully constricted within him.

Another powerful gulp slid Ray's mouth further along Gyro's arm, his tiny teeth scraping along the gryphon's flesh. Gyro's elbow bent at a sharp angle and his entire mouth was then enveloped inside the tiny dragon's warm, slimy body as Ray's teeth clamped around Gyro's elbow.

Naturally, the bird-brain fell into a panic after this. He fell on his back outside of the cover of the trees, his wings flapping against the grass as rain showered him. Ray's mouth stretched like an elastic band, starting up the side of Gyro's right wing, pinning it to his side as Ray's mouth clasped around Gyro's neck. It didn't look like Gyro was being eaten. He was being enveloped!

Heh, didn't think this through, huh? Gyro asked, looking down at the little creature. "You're pretty stretchy, but now that you got my arm and pinned my wing you have nowhere to go!"

That turned out to be a mistake. With Gyro's beak pointed down, Ray was able to spread his elastic lips over the beak! Gyro let out a muffled squeak as the dragon's fangs scraped against the bony exterior, holding it in place so Ray could "swallow" him further. Exactly like what Ray did with the arm, the tiny dragon's mouth spread over Gyro's head, starting with the beak, slowly expanding to cram it uncomfortably in his slimy, stretchy insides.

Gyro's eyes opened wide in a panic just in time for Ray's mouth to sleuth over them, pressing his face against the curled up arm that was already in Ray's stomach sack. *SHLOOP!* At a surprisingly rapid pace, Ray's mouth enveloped the rest of Gyro's head all the way down to the base of his neck. The panicking gryphon writhed in the grass, but never got a moment's reprieve as the dragon spread over his right shoulder as well! From the outside, it looked like Gyro had stuffed his head and upper body in a green and yellow plastic bag!

The gryphon fell forward now that he only had his hind legs and half a claw to balance himself. He kicked with his hind legs, his paws kicking up tufts of mud and grass during the downpour.

The gryphon tried to squawk in distress, but he found he couldn't even open his beak, the fleshy walls around him were so tight! Ray continued to swallow Gyro at a faster rate now that the hardest part was over. Once he was past Gyro's shoulders, the rest of the bird's body was thinner. Ray's smaller body expanded over the bird like an oozing blanket of flesh. With every passing second, more blue was covered with green. Ray no longer looked like a dragon at all. Just a green blob with tiny arms.

Feathers flew as Gyro's wings were forced down Ray's expanding maw. There was a loud crunch as his fragile wings were contorted to fit in the smaller space and the gryphon responded to the pain by kicking up mor mud with his legs.

The wet squelching noises and gruesome-sounding pops were drowned out by the sound of rain pouring around him, but to Gyro, the sounds of Ray's insides gurgling around him were deafening. The tiny dragon finally felt some relief on his jaws when his mouth passed Gyro's rump. Now all he had left were the gryphon's legs and tail. The gryphon's torso was already bent into a 'C' shape, painfully contorting him to save a bit of space in the tiny prison he was stretching out.

Ray devoured Gyro's legs with a series of loud, labored gulps, sucking them inside the fleshy sack where they bent up against Gyro's chest, completing his fetal position. Once Gyro's paws passed into Ray's throat, the dragon's lips closed so fast it made a faint popping sound and shot out a few drops of spittle. The little dragon tried to lick his lips, but as soon as he reopened his mouth, he let out a wet, deafening belch that shook the fleshy walls surrounding Gyro.

*UUUUUURRRP~*

Ray had no control over his body any more. His tiny wings and legs had no chance of moving his overstuffed body, but the sheer force of the belch he ripped out was enough to make him roll on his side where he contently sighed and patted his sides. He didn't look like a dragon at all. He simply looked like a quivering, green and yellow bag, resting at the base of a tree, contorted into the lumpy shape of a curled up gryphon. Gyro was clearly still alive, even though he couldn't make many sounds. The trapped gryphon was wiggling as much as he could within the constrictive confines, causing the lumpy sack of flesh to shift and undulate.

"I guess I swallowed a lot of air when I scarfed you down," Ray commented. "And if you're making me gassy now, things are gonna suck when I'm done with you!

The miniature dragon laughed at his own crude humor while Gyro's face pressed against the side of his gut. There was a clear look of terror in the outline of the gryphon's face.

Ray relaxed while his gut secreted digestive enzymes to begin the monumental task of breaking down the huge meal, causing Gyro's fur and feathers to loosen and fall out as his skin began to itch. It felt as if he suddenly had a sunburn over his entire body, and the pain would only get worse when time went on.

Ray had bagged himself a big meal, but he was also in a bad situation. He was unable to move and out in the open, an easy, big meal for any predator lucky enough to stumble upon him. But Ray could do nothing about that now. It didn't matter if he was alert or asleep, he wouldn't be able to do anything if a predator found him, so he chose not to worry about it at all. Instead, he closed his eyes, and went back to taking that nap that Gyro so rudely interrupted.

His stomach loudly gurgling as the writhing creature within was relentlessly attacked by the dragon's surprisingly strong metabolism. The gryphon didn't stay moving for long, however. Maybe he suffocated. Maybe he perished of blood loss. Maybe his neck or spine was snapped. It didn't matter since even Ray wasn't paying attention when the gryphon died. The pathetic creature silently passed away while Ray slept, leaving his corpse to be broken down like any other meal, albeit a large one.

The lumpy bulge that was Ray's entire body gradually lost its shape and became a uniform blob of gurgly meat. For days, Ray stayed under that tree, napping most of his time away and only waking up to check on the changing shape and size of his stomach and make sure that no predators had discovered the free sack of meat.

Ray wasn't keeping track of time. After a few days, all of the popping and cracking stopped and the gurgling got quieter as Gyro's remains moved deeper along his winding intestines, stretching them out like a stuffed salami. Every day, the shape of Ray's bulging body changed as Gyro moved through it. Though it didn't become much smaller, as Ray's tiny body didn't need most of the nutrients Gyro provided. Obviously most of Gyro would go unused. Rather than being absorbed, it was transformed into a thick, solid length of densely packed waste.

********************************Scat Disposal ************************

One morning as dew glistened on the surrounding grass and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves above Ray, the little dragon felt a different sensation in his lower body. He had been feeling a constant pressure in his intestines for days as his tiny body squeezed on the massive meal, but this time it was different. It was finally begging to get out.

Ray obviously had no ability to find a good place to relieve himself. He was basically just a bag of shit at that point, so he'd have to rid himself of the troublesome gryphon on the spot! The dragon lifted his tail and blasted out a loud, rancid fart, releasing so much pent up gas that he visibly reduced in size.

FFFffffrrrrrrrrtttt~

"Nnnf... This is gonna hurt." The little dragon grunted, keeping his tail curled back as a thick, compacted log of digested catbird crowned from his anus. It had a slimy but firm texture, and a dark brown color aside from the blue and purple fur and feathers mixed within it in odd places. Ray had a pained expression on his face, but any observers probably wouldn't notice that past the sight of the fleshy sack excreting a massive coiled log that curved along the contours of the bulbous body and coiled on the ground, visibly steaming on the grass.

Ray squeaked and sighed while the coiled snake of ex gryphon slid out of his body, straining his tailhole and stretching it out to a point that it was both painful and pleasurable to feel the torrent of scat move through his bowels. That first log was pinched off about half way through when a large chunk of bone passed through Ray's sphincter. The brown filth landed in a coiled pile that was nearly the height of Ray's body.

pwrrrt~

Another fart hung heavily in the air as a new log of shit crowned. He'd lost about half his size at this point, and he still had plenty more to go. The soft brown filth fell from his body, landing on the first pile and creating a sloppy extension to its side. The force of the oversized snake of waste and Ray's rapidly decreasing size actually pushed Ray forward to make more room for the pile to expand.

Before Ray was even finished getting rid of the solid waste, he started urinating, trickling dark yellow urine that pooled under the soggy pile of dragon droppings.

Feathers, bones and small hairs tickled Ray's rear exit as the log's diameter slowly decreased. The green dragon continued to decrease in size until his legs were once again able to touch the ground. After that, he just had to hike his tail and push out all that remained of Gyro, pinching off the second coiled log once he was completely empty and topping it off with one final puff of gas.

PPPPFFRRRRRBBBBBTTT~

"Ah~" Ray sighed, lifting his leg and spraying out the last of Gyro's liquid remains as well. The ground beneath his claws was soggy and muddy, and he could feel the heat from the oversized pile behind him. Ray's body was significantly chubbier, having a healthy layer of padding all over his body, but that didn't matter to him now that he was free of that annoying bird for good!

Turning around, Ray saw the massive mountain of shit he'd created, with Gyro's crumpled skull slowly sliding down the side. Ray smiled and giggled his hips before taking off to find somewhere with fresher air.