Be Gilda, living in this dump. Gryphonstone. Your friend Greta and you have heard of a new arrival down in Dorkindale. Ok, Ponyville, where your friend Rainbow Dash lived. He seemed like a really tall, hairless ape of some sort...he sounds like a good meal.
Why not share a meal with your friend? It’s not a pony, after all…Plus, the spa here is shit, and you were thinking of getting your paws tended to there. ”Yo Greta, you coming or what? We could probably take that thing back here and eat it!” you shout.
”Ok, I’m ready, G!”
Your friend walks out of her house, and you both set off. Several hours of silent flight later, you both arrive in Ponyville. You are greeted by your galpal, Rainbow Dash. ”G!! I got something…or someone…to show you!! He’s so weird!! C’mon!!” she shouts, panting. She takes off faster than a disconnection kills you.
You and Greta follow her as fast as possible, over to Sugarcube Corner. Inside, you see a few ponies, and they are talking to this…tall thing.
”Gilda, I’d like you to meet our new pal, Anon. Anon, these are-wait, Greta? What’re you doing here?” Dashie asks.
”Gilda told me to come,” Greta replies. ”Alright then, this is Gilda and Greta,” Dash introduces him.
You are now Anon, a completely confused Caiifornian.
“Uhh, hey, gryphon ladies…nice day, huh…?” you ask, looking at them curiously. The tan one with the purple eyeshadow smiles widely at you. That honestly freaks you out. ”Yeah dude, I agree. That long flight made me hungry though,” she says.
Dash chimes in as she always does. ”C’mon guys, then, food’s on me!” she chirps out happily. Before you know it, you’re all sitting on piles of hay around a table at Lucky Clover Cafe. You vaguely remember something about a conflict for a Grand Galloping Gala ticket here…
As the three friends talk, and chow down, your eyes travel under the table. Two sets of paws greet you. One burgundy, one tan. They look powerful, and flexible.
And…nice and firm…
You’ve inhabited this strange place for about 2 weeks so far, yet none of the ponies have the one thing that ever turns you on.
Feet.
You’ve never thought about gryphon paws before…until now. To feel them just o-
You feel something large, firm, and warm press into your leg just as your eyes get back to the group of friends in front of you. It’s a paw. Greta’s beak somehow curves into an evil smile as she gently drags her claws down your shin, not drawing blood…Oh shit…she probably wants to kill you or something!!But…her paw…
”…and that’s when Twilight uncovered my fib. So I raced with my friends and we won at Rainbow Falls!” Rainbow finishes. You hear a buzzing sound, and a small flash.
”Oh, uh, heh heh…that’s the map calling me…err…yeah, I gotta go, why don’t you three talk? Bye!!” she quickly says, her flank glowing and vibrating.
Rainbow leaves a bunch of bits on the table. You are now alone with large and powerful carnivores. Gilda speaks up finally. ”So, dweeb, wanna go do something else? Pranking is pretty fun…” Gilda says, cracking her knuckles. ”Yeah! Gilda told me!” her friend Greta agrees.
"Ok then, who will we prank first...?" You're slightly unsettled at their looks at you. "Come with us, dweeb, we've got someone perfect to prank..." the tan tomboy gryphon says. The two gryphon ladies beckon you along.
You're now in a quieter area of Ponyville. Since you have a naturally fast walking speed, you're ahead of the carnivorous catbirds.
…Then everything went black.
Minutes...or hours...later you wake up with an awful pain in the back of your head. And in some sort of pantry or larder. You find that you're locked in. You start yelling out for help, but then, Greta opens the door. "Calm down, guy! Make this easy for us, huh?!"
Gilda steps into sight. "That's right, dork. You look like quite the meal...never tried whatever you are before..." You're slightly triggered. "I'm a HUMAN,” you say, indignantly.
"Psshh, whatever...."
You're roughly manhandled into the living room. The two gryphons stand over you, holding you down with one tough paw each. You begin to sweat and struggle. As hot as this is, you're about to be eaten. Greta kicks you in the head with her other paw, pressing it against your face to shut you up.
You can't resist.
You just HAVE to take the smallest taste of her pads.
As you slowly run your tongue over her middle toe's pad, her paw twitches. She removes it from your face, looking down at you. "Was that...was that a TONGUE I felt?" Greta demands.
Gilda chimes in. "If that was his tongue, Greta, I have a better idea than eating him..."
You're confused and blushing. "Tell you what, dweeb. You take care of BOTH of our paws, and we'll think about not eating you,” the tougher catbird says to you. "I-I-I can live with that..." you stutter out.
Gilda presses her large paw onto your face, growling. "CLEAN IT, DWEEB." It's already mostly clean...
You nervously swirl your tongue around her middle toe, taking in the taste of her coarse fur, and her pads. You feel two more warm paws cover your cheeks, completely obscuring your vision. This fills you with vigor, as you hold Gilda's paw tightly, keeping it still as you run your tongue across her non-padded areas, collecting the slightly spicy flavor.
"A-ahaha..look...the dweeb's loving..this..." Gilda chuckles a bit. You hear Gilda purr as you squeeze her paw lovingly, carefully licking the tips of her toes, being careful of her claws.
You suddenly hear the door bust open. Gilda and Greta quickly remove their paws from your face.
In flies a gray, happy looking gryphon, slightly smaller than the two making you clean their paws. "G-gabby?! What are you doing here? Not cool!!" Gilda shouts, her face completely red. She seems to know this catbird. ’Gabby’ smiles widely.
"I saw what you were doing to this human thing! He was licking your paws!" Gabby blurts out without a care. Greta steps close to her. "Look, if you don't tell, we'll do ANYTHING, ok?" she says. Gabby looks deep in thought.
"Hmmmmmmm....I want in."
"Excuse me, dweeb?" Gilda demands. "Lemme join this! I want my paws loved!!" Gabby shouts. Gilda facepalms. "Fine, fine...you can join us..but this STAYS HERE,” she says, firmly.
Gabby immediately steps on your face, gracefully balancing on your head somehow, claws slightly digging into your forehead. You just decide to go along with it, you don't want to be eaten. You grab one of each of Gilda's and Greta's paws, massaging them both firmly, and with care.
While locking your fingers between your captors' toes, you lap furiously at the intruding Gabby's right paw, balanced on your face. You grind your face against the paw hard, while biting her 3 adorable toes. Her fur is less coarse than the other two's, but her paws are just as powerful.
As you finish up nibbling on her toes, Greta pushes Gabby off your face. "My turn. I wanna see how he does,” she says. She sits down, her left paw pushing your chest, holding you against the wall. Oh God it's so warm...
She holds her right paw in front of your face. "Kiss all of my toes, I demand it."
Your face flushing red, you comply and kiss all 3 of her toes. She then shoves her entire paw into your mouth, stretching your jaw painfully. You suck on the burgundy paw greedily anyway, relishing the feeling of her toes tapping on your tongue. You pull all four of the other, unattended, paws onto your chest, to go along with Greta's other paw.
When Greta feels that you've slicked up her paw sufficiently, she jerks it from your mouth, and she takes notice of your lower area. "Man, Anon, you've got quite a bulge there..."
Gilda hears this and presses her left paw against your erection. Hard. "What a disgusting freak. Getting hard because of paws,” Gilda taunts.
Gabby flicks it softly with one of her toes, causing you to jolt. "It's even twitching!! Wow!!"
"Alright, hyoo-min or whatever you are...we won't eat you. We want you to stay here." Greta wiggles her toes close to your face. "I think you can't refuse an offer like this, hmmm?"
Greta's toes grab your sack through your pants. You jolt and moan, more painfully erect than ever in your life. Gilda's paws unsheathe the claws, and they run down your pants, tearing them off, as Gabby does the same for your other leg. Now you don't regret going commando.
Gilda shoves her right paw into your mouth, gagging you, as Gabby gets to work, embracing your sack with her gray, soft paws. You begin leaking heavily as Greta squeezes your shaft between her flexible toes.
You cry out in pleasure against Gilda's wiggling toes as Gilda's other paw envelops your tip surprisingly softly. You suck very hard on Gilda's paw as five different paws stroke your cock in various directions. Gilda runs a toe in circles slowly around the tip, Greta's powerful, slick paws glide up and down on your member, and Gabby's smaller paws massage your sack firmly enough to feel good, but not enough to hurt.
You're getting very close, as you throb incredibly hard.
Gilda's other paw moves from your tip to your face, grinding into it firmly and obscuring your vision. You feel Gabby's paws stroke your sack back and forth, and Greta putting your dick between each of her toes. This is unimaginable.
You tense up against all the beautiful, powerful, and dexterous paws pleasuring you in many different ways, and shoot off your load. You grunt, each spurt of your semen coating a different paw. Gilda's paws press down on your member hard, making sure to get her own paws coated.
You're now incredibly weak, and about to pass out. The 3 strong catbirds get you into Gilda's bed, where you pass out from too much pleasure. Gilda and Greta take a taste of your seed from each other's paws, while Gabby licks some off her own paws.
"Man...that's pretty warm...the dweeb made us feel good..." Gilda sighs, licking her beak.
"I dunno about you two but I LOVE him!! Can we keep him?" Gabby begs the other two.
"Yes Gabby, we can...maybe we'll get more of this warm stuff on us..."
-End
Author's Note
Who doesn't love gryphon paws? Or gryphons in general? I just had to write about these three catbirds.