Fe'ath happens to be a mostly anthropomorphic bird, just
a little over 4 1/2 feet in height. The 'mostly' part comes
from the fact that her wings are her arms, the feathers
extending from them and the 'small finger', much like a
natural bird - almost. She looks a touch more exotic
though with the bright colours of her plumage, yellow with
oranges, a few smatterings of brown and white. Her scent
- when someone cares to do so - is a warm mild scent of a
musk, slightly spicy like that of cinnamon.

TrueRaijin
A hybrid between fox and lion, this energetic looking fellow stands
a little above 7 feet tall... normally. A polymorph at heart, he is
apt to change form at the drop of a dime, to suit the situation. Also
of note, are his peculiar wings, which have a tendency of turning into
long living streams of ribbon. At this moment, he is using a normal
sized Taur form.

14:39 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath sneaks in as quietly as possible, tiptoeing over to a log and rummaging about in a small hollow set in it.
14:40 TrueRaijin:
*looks over at the not very quiet Fe'ath, pondering what she's digging for* Looking for something? *looks at her, headtilteD*
14:43 Fe'ath:
Looking up as she realises that someone's speaking to her and that she's been noticed, Fe'ath stares at Raijin. She snatches her heand
away from the hollow, shaking her head. "Me? Oh, no, not at all! I was ... ummm ... Digging for grubs," she explains somewhat lamely.
14:44 TrueRaijin:
*eyebrows, a warm unthreataning smile on his face* And now for the truth? *walks over, the large taur bending his head down,
peeking into the log*
14:47 Fe'ath:
Cocking her head to one side, Fe'ath blinks up at Raijin again, and once she realises he's looking into the hollow and its dark recesses,s
he jumps onto the log and sits on it, her legs dangling over the relatively small hole, hiding much of it from view. "Truth? What are you
talking about? I was digging for grubs and stuff."
14:48 TrueRaijin:
*blinks, as Fe effectively sits on his muzzle, and blinks up at her, one eyebrow cocked in bemusement. He decides to try another
tactic* I notice you've managed to kick that cold.
14:51 Fe'ath:
Nodding her head, Fe'ath looks relieved by the change in subject. "Yeah. Mostly. Still feeling a bit light-headed, but better now. More
able to hunt and all that." She pauses and then smiles. "I never knew you'd noticed actually, since we've never formally met. My name's
Fe'ath." She holds out her hand, shifting a little to more properly obscure the hole with her tailfeathers tucked beneath her.
14:52 TrueRaijin:
*reaches one paw up to shake hers, but still wonders why she is sitting on his face. Not that she dosent smell nice enough. He chuckles,
and pulls his head back, getting a look at her* Well, I make it a point to keep aware of the general goings on around here. I would have
lended a friendly ear, but you rarely seemed in a sociable mood, mmn?
14:55 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath waggles a hand in an uncertain gesture, utterly oblivious about having squeezed herself between a fairly big muzzle and her
hidey-hole. PRotection of her secrets being paramount and all that. "I wouldn't pay much attention to that. Ask most people who know
me here, I'm probably the most antisocial person around. Probably even more antisocial than the shark, and that's saying something."
She smiles winsomely at Raijin and chirps "Anyway, I've seen you around, you've always been pretty busy yourself actually."
14:57 TrueRaijin:
*smiles, and chuckles* Yes, I do always apear to have SOMEBODY diving down my throat, dont I? I cant say I truly mind the
situation, though. *smiles, but chuckles at himself as his stomach rumbles* It's odd, not even a week here, and Im already rather
popular. Oo
15:00 Fe'ath:
Canting her head slightly to one side, Fe'ath can hear the faint sound of the rumble, being a touch familiar with such, either her own or
having heard plenty of others. She giggles a little however, not acting unduly alarmed by the noise. "Depends on ones thoughts on the
subject I warrant, but ... Well. Around here, new arrivals are always sized up almost immediately if they're potential threats, or snacks.
In most instances it means instant welcoming, anyway. It's one of the reasons why I truly enjoy being here. Although you needn't tell
anybody that. Being I'm antisocial and all and have a reputation to maintain."
15:02 TrueRaijin:
*smiles indulgently* Of course. One's reputation MUST be maintained. I wont tell anybody anything but your a surly unfriendly little
bird, if that makes you happy. ^_~ *ponders, glancing at her arms, noticing that there is something not quite right, she seems to be
missing something rather important*
15:06 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath nodnods her head and chuckles. "Thanks. People get suspicious otherwise. People aren't too fond of those who act crazy. Or
chaotic, more precisely." She shrugs, unrepentant about her attitude, and blithely oblivious to the look given to her arms which not too
long ago were more fully feathered with the primary and secondary flight feathers. "You're working on establishing a reputation
yourself?"
15:09 TrueRaijin:
Not particularly. I am mostly here to see, and feel, and yes, eat as many new things as possible. Or of course, give a friend a good
treat. *he winks, chuckling* Or of course, the fact that this place is some sort of insane interdimentional nexus, and seems to lack for
any good people of great power to keep an eye on it. *sighs* Would you happen to have any idea why it is that most with the might
choose to use it in cruelty?
15:15 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath blinks, pausing as she considers Raijin's question seriously. "Ummmm ... Well. I don't know. Not exactly. The way I see it
though is that actions have a very limited set of consequences here. Lasting consequences, anyway. Someone could snack on the entire
population for example, and the next day, everything would be back pretty much how it was. There's a permeating magic which is what
made here rather special. And people seem to home in on it. Like myself, and probaby you too by the sounds of it?"
15:18 TrueRaijin:
*chuckles, shaking his head. He had meant more esotericly than that, but there is a point there* I suppose. But I have noticed some
rather powerful magicks being worked around here.... recently there have indeed been a few permanent deaths.. neither of them
pleasant in the least. There is something moving, drawing on this place's benevolent magicks, for thier own twisted purpose. Im not sure
what, although the powers behind this have barely begun making feints. *sighs, having seen this exact cycle before, but he's managed to
keep it in check* In the mean time! I notice your missing a few feathers... I happen to specialize in shapeshifting, I might very well be
able to restore them.. if your willing to let me try.
5:22 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath looks just a little bemused; supernatural stuff and even magic largely being way beyond her, having the most elemantary grasp of
such things. However ... She does understand the possibilities offered by shapeshifting, and it's something she eagerly latches onto.
"Well! That's a wonderful suggestion! And yes, I think that could well restore my flight feathers too, if it's done right, the way I
understand how it works. IT'd be nice to have them back for sure. No more cold feet!"
15:25 TrueRaijin:
*smiles warmly, chuckling softly* Well.. of course, there is a little problem. *his stomach grumbles softly, almost an afterthought* For
one, if I were to attempt such a change, I'd need a bit more energy than I have right now.... *his belly grumbles AGAIN, louder* *he
looks down at his stomach, a little miffed* Oh, alright! And Im hungry as all hell. I think given this places nature, this is a fair ecxchange,
wouldnt you? *looks back up at Fe'ath, a slightly embarased smile on his face*
15:35 TrueRaijin:
Well, there is one other incentive I can offer. You remember what I said about always seeming to have somebody diving down my
throat? There IS a good reason for that... *he winks at her enticingly* I promise you, you would enjoy it most througholy. but you have
my word, I will not do this against your will. *he nods at her respectfully* It is, your decision.
15:43 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath considers it a couple more seconds. Still, she sounds apprehensive. "I don't know, I've never seen that as being particularly
enjoyable, in truth. Most of the times I've been scared witless. Yes, I know I'd probably survive the encounter in the long run, but it's
still rather scary, you know? Not to mention being turned upside-down is rather frightening for most birds anyway, not to mention a
lack of freedom of movement." Shrugging, she smiles rather wanly at Raijin. "I'm sure you might be able to understand that? It's ... a bit
hard to agree too. I mean, weighing one time of definitely getting eaten ... Against the possibility - which is by no means certain - that I'd
be eaten sometime in the future before my flight feathers have regrown."
15:48 TrueRaijin:
*sits down in front of her, smiling pleasantly* It's alright, I understand. But most of those fears are groundless. One, just trust me, you'll
love it. Ask Samantha. *he chuckles in memory* On the same note of worried about regeneration, also ask Sam. And I dont HAVE to
turn you upside down, you know. *he chuckles* And, if it's any help, my method would prevent such damage from happening again.
Any more than that... well, you'll have to see firsthand. ^^
15:54 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath blinks a couple of times, a bit more than just a little intrigued. "Stop that happening again?" she wonders, curious. "As for trust ..."
She pauses, wavering a bit before finally and slowly nodding, with a growing smile ."Okay ... I suppose I can do that. Since you've
been rather polite. Ummm ... The upside-down thing probably is best to do though. Kind of like fur but perhaps a little more so,
feathers are probably a bit too ticklish to deal with back-to-front."
15:56 TrueRaijin:
Mrrr. Very well, then. *he smiles warmly, his large paws reaching out to caress her face a moment, and draws Fe'ath close to him. He
leans in, and gives her a gentle lick on the cheek* Shall we begin?
16:03 Fe'ath:
Pausing briefly as her face is caressed, she chirrrs and briefly rubs the smooth beak lightly against the wrist of Raijin's, repeating the
same against his muzzle and cheek as he licks those same small feathers. "O-okay ..." she agrees, unable to fully hide the still lingering
apprehension, but is still willing enough to go through with it. "Ready when you are ... I think."
16:05 TrueRaijin:
*smiles softly, and nuzzles her face reasuringly, his paws holding her by the shoulders lightly* Dont worry. You'll be okay, and then
some. *he smiles, and opens his jaw wide, moving it slowly over her head, engulfing her slight body with ease. He moves his jaw down
untill her beak presses against the back of his throat, licking gently over her face, his paws gently massaging her body, up and down,
here and there, determined to make this enjoyable as he can for her. It's only fair, after all. *
16:14 Fe'ath:
Nodding her head, the movement rubs her feathered cheek and side of her beak lightly against Raijin's muzzle. "I ... I h-hope so," she
murmurs, her faint shivering easily felt b his paws holding her shoulders. Slender beak and head fit rather easily at first within the
wide-open muzzle, the faint fooked tip scraping lightly over the licking tongue as her head is slowly pushed within the warm pink cavern.
Her shaking grows noticeably stronger, a faint twinge of fear causing her to shiver; that same fear making the taste of the bird grow just
a little more sharper and more pronounced. She's concerned, but she doesn't struggle any for all she remains almost as stiff as a board.
The massages do help though, that stiffness slowly beginning to ease out from her taut body, the silky warm feathers quite smooth and
warm beneath the massages. She chirps once, turning her head a little her beak nuzzling the warm fleshy back of Raijin's throat. "You'll
be careful?"
16:18 TrueRaijin:
*nods gently around her head, and stands, picking her up tenderly in his arms. He holds her close, continuing to massage across her
body, his own wings ratcheting down into thier ribbon form, wrapping lightly over her, warm and soft. He makes a single, small
swallow, moving her deeper into his body, up to her delicate shoulders. He purrs happilly, rather liking the taste of the sweet little bird.
He would only have to hope she would do this again, she is rather tasty*
16:26 Fe'ath:
Surprised by the warm soft snug contact around her lithe form, Fe'ath begins to relax a little further, managing to at least get some of her
fears under control. It's a difficult propposition though, still panting shallowly, her breath warming Raijin's throat. A slight wriggling within
his arms as she's held securely causes those feathers to brush caressingly against his surrounding wings and arms, even the lips as her
slight form is pushed a little further between them into the maw, her head beginning to slide smoothly into the hot rippling throat.
Realising perhaps that Raijin is indeed as good as his word, she begins to chirrr, a light soothing sound although probably is only heard
by Raijin.
16:33 TrueRaijin:
*he purrs around the soothed little bird, raising the pitch so it matches, and then harmonizes with her, a very pleasant rumble. He
cradles the diminutive bird in his arms gently, he makes another swallow, greater than the last, pulling her slight form into him easilly, his
throat muscles rippling over her feathers and skin tightly, a deep tissue massage that you just cant get anywhere else in existance. He lets
one paw massage softly at her waist, prefering for his prey to enjoy the devouring as much as possible, or at least distract them with
more.. typicly pleasurable pursuits. It seems like Fe could at least use the distraction, as he sets up a gentle rubbing and massaging
motion.*
16:41 Fe'ath:
That purr that sounds loud around her head has a distinct but rather unusual side-effect of making the avians hollow bones begin to
tingle. Definitely distracting, almost itchy, but yet at the same time eminently comforting and soothing. It may well account for the fact
that she doesn't wriggle overmuch, just a faint swaying and small gyration of her body and hips as they're caressed, apparently getting
more int he mood of just relaxing and just enjoying the sensations and ignoring the implications of being made into a meal. Slick
feathered head and neck slide down the throat with a slippery caress. Toes flex ad curl as her shoulders too are slowly tugged and
caught by the hot embrace of Raijin's throat, their slender shape distending the gullet with their passage.
16:47 TrueRaijin:
*feels the vibration, rather liking it himself, and purrs louder around this oh-so-lovely treat. His paws massage firmly, coming to the
conclusion that optimal distraction is the way to go with this meal, and his wings begin to warm softly, caressing and massaging her
body. His tounge laps and licks, more of the sweet little avian pouring into his soft inviting throat. With another smooth as silk swallow,
the dainty bird is buried up to her chest. His tounge does not miss this oppourtunity, and laps and lavishes over her extra succulent flesh,
wrapping around her breasts, suckling at her nipples. Those great wings hold her body close, warm*
16:58 Fe'ath:
Dainty smal lbreasts do scrape over those teeth of the felpine, small enough that they're mostly unnoticeable beneath her covering
plumage. The tongue discovers their warm faint shapes easily enough no matter how well-hidden they might be. Fe'aths cooing croon
buried deep within the encompassing throat raises a little in pitch, a stronger quivering coursing through the delicate morsel at the
sensations ellicited. It's quite definitely distracting Fe'ath at the very least, although with her hips coming closer to the jaws by the
moment, there's a definite scent about the bird that speaks of more than a simple enjoyment, and more of a steadily increasing arousal.
True to Raijin's word, Fe'ath most definitely is enjoying this, giving herself more willingly to her predator, wriggling more avidly within
his jaws.
17:04 TrueRaijin:
*mrrrs, knowing that scent a mile away, and smiles around his dilectable meal, purring in contentment at her pleasre. This dosent
actually slow any of his efforts, though, as he makes another soft swallow, pulling her deeper into his body, her wing like arms pressed
against her sides, his tounge lapping gently over the remaining feathers there, reminding his prey of the promise he made. He keeps his
promises. His paw continues to massage gently at her mound, making sure she is good and ready, waist rapidly aproaching his great,
drolling, warm maw. Just one more swallow...*
17:12 Fe'ath:
Approaching the point of being half-devoured, Fe'aths legs give a faint few twitching kicks, mre reflexive than with any real purprose
behind them. The same goes for her tailfeathers, the long plumed fan bobbing up and down once or twice before stilling whilst Raijin
massages the warm soft mound of her sex, her growing dampness anointing his fingers with her dusky juices. Still chirring and even
faintly warbling now, Fe'ath wriggles about within his throat, slipping down inch by slow inch, apparently more eager than ever to have
her predator devour her, or at least get her crotch well within licking range of his tongue. Each and every movement being largely visible
in his neck, beneath the fur.
17:22 TrueRaijin:
*smiles at her eagerness, his talented tounge bringing another prey creature to his stomach so willingly. It's almost too easy, but he isnt
complaining.. with another gentle swallow, her hips are finally within his mouth, her head pouring out into his gaping single stomach,
which stretches back into his massive form a good 4 and a half feet, enough for Fe to stretch out comfortably, but she isnt QUITE there
yet... in the meantime, he holds his prey in position within his maw, licking and lapping softly at her exposed sex. Curling his tounge
deeply into her, he purrs again, slight vibration running through Fe'ath like a current*
17:31 Fe'ath:
Where meals are concerned, the aerodynamic shape of Fe'ath does tend to make swallowing the bird less of a chore than with most
others. The slick wetness of the feathers soaked with saliva ease things along nicely, the wriggling bird slipping down another couple of
inches within Raijin's throat. Warbling almost incessantly - although still remaining largely unehard now with her head already being
pressed into the fox-lion's stomach - she tries arching her body, pressing her hips against the tongue that slathers the femine netherlips of
her sex with its warm wetness, and tastes deeply of the birds heated duskiness, producing more wild warbles from his meal.
18:05 TrueRaijin:
*purrs deeply, running his paws up and down her legs lovingly, suckling and licking on Fe'ath's most intruigingly flavoured sex. His
throat ripples reflexively, still trying to bring this dainty morsel down into his stomach, but he keeps her there by holding her ankles
gently, wanting to savour this part of the meal for a few moments more at least, purring deeply, his entire chest area rumbling. TR is
loving this, albeit not as much as his prey, aparently. Almost, though. *
18:10 Fe'ath:
Enclosed in hot rippling throat muscles that massage and squeeze rhythmically around her, it's little wonder she's enjoying having quelled
her fears for a litle regarding becoming a meal. Those licking tastings of her puffy wet labia and suckling around her cinnamonny warm
body are enough of a pleasing pleasurable sensation though that such concerns and worries she had before are overwhelmed by a more
intense sexual desire, her honeyed sex providing plenty of her nectar for the felpine to sample as she's held in place.
18:15 TrueRaijin:
*But TR is hardly done, thrusting his tounge deeply into his meal, curling it out slowly, making sure to hit that most sensetive spot on the
way. Careful of his own teeth, his lips are closed around her, the temperature raising significantly around her lovely waist, his paws
gripping her gently, but stronger than his throat muscles. He hums deeply, a powerful sound, pounding into her flesh, the bass sound
rippling through her bones, vibrating in harmony. A smile crosses his lips, this has been most enjoyable, and we havent even gotten to
the best part yet...*
18:22 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath groans weakly within Raijin's throat, quivering more and more by the moemtn, trying to flutter, wriggle, move - a building heat
proving to make the interior of Raijin's maw about her and the throat almost seem steamy-hot. Long silky tailfeatners and slender legs
protrude from beyond his lips, the rest of the bird having mostly vanished into the capacious jaws of the tender predator. Her legs
tiwtch about within Raijin's grip as her pleasure mounts sharply, right until the point where - as perhaps predictably given the intense
stimulation - she orgasms, the birds creamy cinnamon taste filling Raijin's mouth with its sweetness, and the bird trilling rather wildly.
18:27 TrueRaijin:
*purrrrrrs, a different sound than his deliberat audial assault, this one in pure pleasure at the fact that his prey is enjoying this. but his
hunger beckons, and he has no more time to play nice, releasing her legs after one final caress, almost regretful that this meal is nearly
done, he has enjoyed it immensely. But time stops for no taur, and neither do his rolling throat muscles, pulling Fe'ath far deeper into
him, her body passing all the way to her knees, his body moving franticly after having been denied, if only for a moment. Poor bird is
unfortunatly upside down at this point, poured out into his expansive belly, the soft cinnamon scent slightly different than her own, also
mixed with a light citrus like smell?*
18:34 Fe'ath:
That slick slippery juices ofrom the bird impregnate most of the feathers held in Raijin's jaw, letting him taste the musky sweetness of
her pleasure for quitesome time as he swallows. The dainty small bird just slipping down the throat with only a faint wriggle to assist the
descent, all smooth and rather easy like swallowing a large but quite warm lump of juicy tender meat. HEr form is squeezed downt he
chute, pushed little by little into the empty chamber of the large tauric stomach, her warm presence filling him up moment by moment in
a quite satisfying manner.
18:39 TrueRaijin:
*mrrrs hapilly, loving the taste, and makes a final swallow, suprisingly easy, all that is left are her delicate legs at this point, after all. Her
body tumbles into his wide warm stomach, a soft blue glow in there, suprisingly enough. The chamber is warm, thrumming with his
heartbeat. he sighs happilly, filled with contentment and lovely owl-morph. He reaches down with both paws, patting and rubbing at his
stomach contentedly* That, was lovely. Did you enjoy yourself, my friend?
18:49 Fe'ath:
Sliding down the throat, slipperily slithering into the stomach propelled by the powerful rippling muscles that had earlier given her a
fully-bodied massage, Fe'ath pants lightly in the sauna-like steamy heat, smelling her own sex mingling with that of the stomach itself.
She wriggles about, surprised about its roominess, and realising that she was a particularly easy meal for the hungry felpine after all. In
spite of the heat, she shivers, the thought of being devoured alive just touching her consciousness after the lingering euphoria of her
climax is beginning to fade, faintly hearing Raijin's words. She replies rather slowly, "Y-yes ... Yes. You're right. It ... It was .. rather
nice. Murrr. I've just ... never really thought about it quite the same way before though."
18:53 TrueRaijin:
*smiles, chuckling again, lowering his voice so that only she can hear, so close to his vocal cords* Im glad you enjoyed it, I did as well.
Not all predators are as cruel as some, mmn? In any event... *groans pleasantly, settling down, his weight settling on top of his stomach,
but not quite enough to do anything more than continue to massage the diminutive bird pleasantly* Just so you know... this next part is
going to feel GREAT. *smiles, splaying his paws pleasantly over his belly, massaging Fe'ath through the inches of sinew and muscle, as
his own cinnamon like scent trickles thicker into the chamber, a curious deep orange substance trickling into his stomach, his own very
peculiar digestive fluids*
18:56 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath sounds a little surprised and a little concerned as mention is made of the next part. She's not sure what to expect, fearing the
worst. As a result, she squirms around rather agitatedly, her movements sliding slick feathered form around in the narorw space like an
eel might squirm. "It ... it won't hurt will it?" she asks rather plaintively, worrying about it even as she sees this orange liquid begginning
to pool, trying to wriggle back away from it.
18:59 TrueRaijin:
Did I just not say it will feel great? Im fairly certain you can hear me down there.... *chuckles, as the substance reaches her body, his
insistently massaging paws rubbing it into her feathers and skin. The results are most curious, for digestive fluids. There is no hissing of
acid, no pain... infact, the only thing she feels is TR's gentle massage getting stronger.. and feeling MUCH better after a moment or two.
It is actually enhancing her skins natural sensetivity, a sense not unlike pleasure coming with it. he purrs gently, hoping to sooth her
worries, this is a little distressing for one who hasnt done it before* Dont worry so... Aria tells me it's a most wonderful sensation.. and
she's done it quite a few times..
19:08 Fe'ath:
It takes a couple of minutes before Fe'ath does begin to settle down from her agitated state, unable to really avoid the orange liquid at
all. It's definitely a surprise to her to feel the sensations that are quite unlike the burning of acids. There's silence from the bird for a while
as she's kneaded and massaged and caressed within the belly, slowly relaxing as more and mroe she feels the caress of the stomach
being squeezed and pressed around her by Raijin's paws, beginning to enjoy the pleasant tingling delightful pleasure like soaking in a
warm bath after a hard stressful day. She groans, her nod lost entirely although she does murmur "Yes ... yes, it ... it's unusual. But ...
Very nice, I see."
19:12 TrueRaijin:
*mrrrs, massaging her gently, wriggling his lower half gently, rubbing her entire body at once, rubbing the strange fluid completly into
her. Fortunatly it is dark, she cannot see that the orange substance is rising, consuming her feathers, converting them to more digestive
enzyme. Her own body is digesting her, gently, and pleasurably at that, as her skin softens slowly, the curious goo working its way right
down to her very nerves, the sensations redoubling. Her mind seems to be ascending into a heavanly fuge like state, rather than
decending into a oxygen deprived sleep. He is a creature designed for gentleness, right down to his digestion.*
19:19 Fe'ath:
Fe'ath is quite utterly unaware of what's actually happening to her body, unable to even sense the slow liquefaction and softening of her
tender flesh and feathers in Raijin's stomach. Blissful euphoria so similar to that she felt whilst orgasming flls her mind leaving room for
thought of little else. Her protein of her body being converted to a form that Raijin can use, her body feeding and sating his hunger,
fueling his energies with those of her own, and leaving her in a state of blissful contentment, like being cuddled in cotton-wool.
19:23 TrueRaijin:
*mrrrs, feeling Fe'ath's body slowly crumble like so much lovely cotton candy, her spirit releasing from her bliss-soaked body.. but it
does not leave his stomach, entrapped by the curious digestive fluids* Now.. for the real point to this... *spreads his paws acrost his
slightly bloated stomach, paws glowing purple as he slowly works his magic upon the lovely avian's spirit, imbuing her with a little of his
own power, the power held by his most curious wings. Her own will be there, as they should upon reformation, with a little bonus
added in... which she will discover upon her own. He smiles to himself, as her spirit form is released, whole and then some, purring in
contentment*