This is another marvellous collab with  DragonCZ who once more nailed my gryphon Belo, coincidentally while he is doing the same to his lioness Laara. There is a whole story to this well depicted moment whoch you can read below, but here is the tldr: She had a very deadly hyena problem. Belo solved it impressively fast and very conclusively. Laara was very thankful (and accommodating)

A welcome surprise
(soft vore, digestion, breeding)

Laara was staring down the canyon’s abyss, almost hearing her ragged panting echo back up from its depths. As she heard the cackling of half a dozen hyena’s behind her, she shuddered when the idea of a lunge into a quick and painless death seemed eerily appealing but in the end she mustered her courage and turned around with a defiant snarl. One hyena was a snack for the unusually stretchy lioness. Two were a challenge. Six of them were a question of how painful she could make it for them to turn her into a leonine feast.
“I wonder if you will be as tasty as the last lion we found wandering about all alone.” teased their leader, a rather chunky looking female with long yellow fangs which looked just like the vicious bone crushers they were.
Her exhaustion caused Laara to be a bit late for a witty reply and she just braced herself to fend off the inevitable pounce of the three foremost hyenas which acted together as a practiced team in taking her down.
That was before a sudden shade was cast over the cliff the scene played out on and Laara’s fortune changed in an astronomically unlikely and equally great way.

A blur of brown and yellow crashed into the rocky ground like a meteorite, but softer. The leading hyena’s well founded shriek suddenly muffled as a beak as long as her entire body scooped her up with a comical lack of effort. The gryphon who had appeared out of nowhere then reared up, reaching a towering height in front of Laara and devoured his catch in the one second he stood upright, almost inhaling her, before stomping down on the other two attackers, pinning them under vicious curved talons.
From her position Laara only saw the gryphon’s rear, a long feline tail swaying playfully in front of a massive half avian frame.
“These laughing dog things are delicious.” the monstrous predator commented with a confident, downright amused voice as the shrieking, wildly struggling bulge of the biggest meanest yeen inexorably descended past his chest and seemingly ceased to exist. When he sat down on his haunches to lift the second hyena above his once more gaping beak and proceeded to drop the begging and pleading creature inside as if he was a mere rat, the remainder of the pack fled in abject horror.

The lioness only became brave enough to breathe again by the time the second yeen caused the gryphon’s stomach to bulge out and droop noticeably. The beast had just consumed enough meat to last Laara’s whole pack for a day in under ten seconds and still had time to be a merciless tease towards his prey. She noticed the beautiful jaguar pattern on his flank, gently shaken by what must be the hyenas best efforts to fight for their obviously forfeit lives. Something stirred in Laara as she took in the sight. Or maybe it was her subconscious reacting to the gryphon’s scent, now that she had resumed her panting. In any case it had nothing to do with her empty belly and it was not fear of that gryphon. At least not only fear. She was feeling thankful, obviously, but there was a strange kind of admiration to the cocktail of emotions bouncing back and forth between her swirling brain and racing heart.

“I would offer you some.” stated the gryphon, his long avian face looking back at her, only now acknowledging Laara’s existence, “But I am greedy.”
With that he stood up, turned side on to her, potentially to trap her on the rocky outcrop of the canyon, but certainly to show off. Laara knew a thing or two about turning the ingestion of life and kicking prey into an intimidating show. But what occurred in front of her mesmerised eyes was on an entirely different level. With two adult hyenas already thrashing around in his churning stomach, the gryphon pulled up the third yeen from under his foot and lifted him up to his face. As the gryphon opened his beak, his gullet probably opened as well, since the panicked and increasingly agonised cries of his prey grew a bit louder, followed by an intensely acris scent emanating from his depths.
“Please, not alive. Not like them.” begged the shuddering hyena dangling from his talons. Laara almost felt sorry for him, given that the feeling of being about to become food was still fresh on her mind. Or how she considered jumping down the canyon for a split second. She knew how much it took to openly request a quick death. Then she saw a typically feline, downright nastily playful smirk curling around the predator’s maw where his beak merged with his face.
“And ruin the fun of feeling you squirm?”

Laara found herself starting to purr for a moment as she realised the hyena was going to regret hunting her to this exposed spot until the beast’s stomach put an end to him. But then the gryphon surprised her by jerking his leg up sharply, tossing the hyena a few meters up into the air before looking straight up and opening his beak. Even as she was following the helplessly flying yeen with her eyes, Laara knew that the gryphon’s were fixed on her. She could feel his stare in her chest as she tacked the prey slamming into his beak with a painful sounding thud. The gryphon corrected his prey’s pose with a gentle tilt of his head, then lunged his beak forwards, closing it in the same motion and swallowed.
“Enjoying the show?” he asked, now facing her, with his whole body proudly on display while Laara was still coming to terms with how much fresh and kicking hyena meat was piled up in his drooping stomach now. She was an anomaly herself, being able to easily feed on prey half her own size. But it took time for her, while the gryphon, a species she only knew from stories, had almost inhaled twice her weight in feisty teens in the time it would take her to down a decent sized rabbit.

“Someone in there?” the gryphon asked, leaning down towards her head now, staring her right in the eye.

“Yes, sorry. I, I was just… Thank you for saving me. I thought I was dead right there.” Laara stammered at last. Slowly she regained her composure, which was not really helped by the fact that she suddenly realised the gryphon could definitely cram her into his crop if he wanted and that he probably had the same thought right then and there.
“My pleasure.” the gryphon replied in a purry voice and leaned back, giving her some space. Being more than an arm’s reach away from his deadly beak and getting a prime look between his front legs at his drooping gut helped Laara calm down again. Her reason kicked back in, telling her she would be already eaten if the gryphon had tried to harm her.
“It was nice of you to assemble such a fun buffet for me. I know it was not intentional, I am still drooling from the carnal terror I smell on you, but if I ate you as well I would not be able to fly anymore.” he explained, giving her a respectful nod when he realise she did not even shiver when he clearly stated her kind was on his menu.

“Well, I would not mind helping you like this again.” Laara said, realising that her absence from his menu might be a one time thing, unless she gave him a reason to keep it that way. She knew this game all too well, given how grabbing a Zebra by the balls and mumbling “Drain them into me if you want to keep them” was her second favourite thing to do with them. She took a few steps past the gryphon’s head and towards his bulging midsection, rubbing her cheek on it, shuddering in some amusement and maybe a little excitement as she felt his prey desperately struggling against his overpowering digestive organ.
“How long will they last? Just so I know when I should be done expressing my gratitude and putting other prey between you and me?” she asked, feeling really weird about her newly discounted position in the food chain, which was offset with a growing desire to be close to this beast.
“My name is Laara, by the way. What is your name?” she asked, taking another step, following her nose’s intuition, peeking past his vast belly and stopping with a gasp. Laara’s eyes locked onto a broad, fluffy sheath and a pair of hefty drooping balls which put half the stallions she had known to shame. New impressions made her reassess how she felt about herself and her new situation and it was as if the lioness was witnessing a dialogue between her own organs.
‘That’s what we were looking for, right?’ asked her nose, to which her lady parts replied with a moist, sultry ‘Yess!’

“I am Belo.” replied the gryphon, pulling her consciousness back together and focussed on things taking place outside her own body.
“I suppose they won’t be kicking in ten minutes. I swallowed a lot of air alongside them but my stomach juices produce some nasty fumes. My guess is that I am going to feel peckish again by this time tomorrow. These lands are vast and I need to move a lot. That is why I prefer flying, which is why there are no stomach walls between my junk and your dreamy eyes.” he explained with an amused chuckle.
“You noticed that?”
“Yes. Do you want to take another look?” he invited her, clearly sniffing on her to see if her fur was drenched in excitement rather than terror by now, which it was. As Laara walked around him, acting as if there was anything left to contemplate, she was awestruck once more when she had to stretch her neck as far up as it went to nuzzle his pleasantly heavy balls. By the time she arrived on the other side of his bulging stomach, she happily noticed that his sleek, oil glistening cock tip had already unsheathed.
“You will be pleased to know I am a lot more elastic than normal lionesses. I usually make use of that to eat prey not much smaller than me, but that ability is by no means limited to my gullet. There are some very lucky zebras you could ask that.” she purred seductively and tried to press her way under his belly to assume a mating position. However three uncooperative hyenas were in her way.
Belo snickered and clenched his abdomen, squeezing and shifting the bulge in his midsection. There was a sound like a squelch and a muffled belch and from down there, Laara saw his stomach bulge shrinking rapidly and a new bulge emerged in his lower neck, where his crop was. One “lucky” hyena was getting a little time out on their digestion until Belo was done receiving his just reward for saving Laara.
“Well, it is good that you are stretchier than normal lionesses. The ones I tried on for size were rather displeased with me. However, you can’t really ask them anymore.”
“But what about a lioness able and greedy enough to milk you dry and eager to reward you with strong offspring for saving her?”
Laara felt his beyond warm, softly barbed tip rapidly unsheathing against one of her haunches before she realised she had just invited a massive gryphon to impregnate her. Or that she indeed really wanted that to happen.
“Well, my cock would never ever forgive me for harming such a lioness.” Belo purred, making the Laara shiver in delight.

This was Belo’s first visit to the savannah, having copied a page out of the wild goose playbook after nearly starving snowed in in his own cave last year. Already he was quite aware that the real lions were not much stretchier than the mountain lions he turned into snacks with benefits back home. But they digested just as easily.
And then he met Laara. The moment his softly barbed cock tip felt her soft folds pushing back against it, he knew she was different. He was not surprised that a lioness who really really wanted him was a lot better than one he used for quick relief before sending her on a speed run through his gastric tract. But the magnitude of the difference was causing the experienced stud of a gryphon to let out a gentle sigh when her deceptively small nethers parted around his feline tip and admitted him into the sweltering, nectar soaked confines of her sex. Immediately Belo started to purr, sending vibrations through his crop, yeen included, down throughout his belly and all the way down to the rigid shaft currently enforcing its shape on Laara’s insides. Her vagina reacted immediately, contracting around Belo’s shaft as it entered her more deeply when he gently leaned forwards. But it was a soft, eager, yearning tug, not the all too familiar clench of prey wanting him out of their body before they invariably disappeared inside his. When the lioness pushed back to make him spread her even deeper even quicker and the resulting lack of space caused some of her juices to noisily ooze out of her strained lips, Belo really felt how different Laara was. The lionesses he had sampled before were just food he had toyed with but now he was being invited into one. He was encouraged by her wordlessly displayed desire to enjoy her, to share in a common delight and to leave his seed to take root in her. At least this were his feelings. That made all the difference between this new and amazing thrill of making a breeding friend compared to the spiced up snacks Laara’s species had been to Belo until now.
“Why are you holding back?” Laara purred under him, moving her hind paws backwards a little and fighting the weight of his full stomach a little harder in order to cram more of his delightfully hot, tapered shaft into her. She sounded so hungry that Belo had to fight a sudden urge to simply plunge his entire length into her, knowing full well it might injure her terribly.
“The other lions barely managed my tip.” he huffed while picking up the pace and moving back and forth, letting his soft barbs rake through the thick layer of fragrant, pheromone loaded ooze coating her inner walls.
“I am not most lionesses, now give me mo…”
She never managed to finish that word. Belo felt like she had fulfilled a long neglected need of his. He too changed his stance a little. The squirming lump of his digesting prey pushed forwards, slipping off her raised hips and down her arched back as he entered the entire middle portion of his cock in one unperturbed push. He felt her shuddering and heard a wonderfully pleased moan when his first knot started to spread her lips far wider than a lioness should be comfortable with. Around the same time his stone hard tip met a firm obstacle, leaving the gryphon surprised he had not bottomed out in her sooner.
“More?” he asked with a daring snicker, expecting her to hastily decline, but Laara surprised him once more.
“Yess!” she cried out in a voice so sultry and dripping with need that the gryphon nearly answered her demand by dousing her in his semen. He worked his way in by gyrating his hips now, slipping back an inch and then one and a half inside, massaging the entire length of her sex, giving her folds a proper workout and a chance to adapt to his girth.
The very same motions caused the dying hyenas in his stomach to be tumbled around in the digestive brine they were quickly being incorporated into. The same acids already dissolving their skin were turning into a fiercely corrosive aerosol in the churning, jolting gut which caused their lungs to burn and shrivel almost like raisins. Their desperate cries turned to frantic coughs and stopped entirely soon after, but neither the true nor the hybrid feline even noticed any of this as they were absorbed in their feverish mating. However the third hyena in Belo’s crop paid close attention and the speed at which the digestive organ just underneath it had killed their conspecifics left the prey shaking in terror.

“How are you doing this?” Belo huffed, now able to get half of his first knot into Laara repeatedly. Each time he pushed down, he felt his tip getting slotted into her cervix and instead of a pained yowl or the tearing sensation of something going terribly wrong, he felt the firm ring moving along as if her womb went on a tour up her body as he pushed in.
“I practise with smaller zebras.” she moaned while Belo’s tip leaked so much warm, murky pre right into the center of that firmly closed gate to her womb, that the excess already dripped from her well worn folds.
“I am really close. If I finish inside, you’ll get pregnant.” he huffed, almost surprised he respected her enough to issue a warning already. Usually he let his mates find out about his gifted virility on their own, but Laara sure was someone special and she once more surprised him. He felt her tremble, almost able to feel her pulse quicken even more as her whole sex clenched down on him even though it made her tighten up uncomfortably much, making her growl. He knew she was climaxing, the joy and pride about that fact was about to nudge him over the edge. That was when she grabbed him by his ego and catapulted him over it instead.
“Give me cubs!” she moaned in a sultry yet commanding way. And Belo eagerly complied.
Marinated in excess pre and more liquid female lust than any male could ever ask for, Belo’s cock throbbed upwards once more. Compared to his previous undulations this motion was downright violent and without a pair of digesting yeens to pin her down, it might well have lifted Laara’s hind paws off the ground. The underside of his two thirds inserted cock pulsed out as a long overdue torrent of hot runny semen gushed through his urethra. Belo could hear in Laara’s moan that she could feel it too, right before time an most of his consciousness seemingly stopped existing, right when his slim cock tip erupted into a fountain, hosing down the very center of Laara’s cervix with his excessively virile semen, sending a small portion of it squirting right into her womb while most of it failed to find any space in her cramped body and flowed out of her quivering, climaxing pussy, dripping onto the dry savanna ground below.

Laara was a gloriously happy, cum filled and slightly overstuffed mess trembling under Belo’s churning stomach. She was seeing stars circling around the squirming bulge in the gryphon’s crop, which wiggled about under the doomed hyena’s struggles. She knew she was going to feel this mating for at least a day or two, but still she wanted more.
“So, you are still hard.” she huffed, moving her hips side to side and swaying her tail around the gryphon’s highly productive balls. “That means you are also up for more, right?” She was hoping that last hyena could hear her enjoying herself underneath the predator who was about to turn it into a smooth paste by sundown.
As she teased and massaged Belo’s cock with her little clenches and gyrating hips, the gifted mating tool answered before its owner. She felt it throbbing again, growing back to that firmness which had been employed to literally reshape her insides to fit it more easily. In a strange way Laara felt proud for her ability to arouse such a strong predator and such a massive shaft while being far from able to fit its enormously girthy base. No wonder given it was meant to go into a female also capable of scarfing her down as a light breakfast. But still.
“Aren’t you an ambitious little hen. Should I not spare some for the rest of your pride?” he snickered. “You lions do always come in groups right?”
“If you promise to never call me a hen again, I might just introduce you. But no eating them. There is enough other prey to go about. And good luck convincing our lion to let you play with his harem.”
“Oh don’t you worry.” the gryphon purred and drove his now gently vibrating cock deeper inside, squishing her cervix like before and pushing her to that wonderfully uncertain point where intense pleasure and slight pain became one and the same.
“I can be very persuasive.”

Laara was not sure if he was going to use his cock, his stomach or a threatening display to convince their current male to take a walk for a few days, but when his barbed gripped into her suddenly clenching folds, she stopped thinking. That was a problem for someone else and besides, even if Belo just ate him, it would mean one round of much stronger offspring for any lioness not already pregnant and once the gryphon went back home, they would soon find some other wandering male eager to fill all their vacancies. It's not like there was a shortage of them.

Then the second round started in earnest. The gryphon lowered his stance, weighing her down with a belly full of semi liquid hyenas, pinning her in place while he got acquainted with her limits. Time and time again his firm tapered head seemed on the cusp of ramming its way into her womb after all, only to then pull back. She was pleased to find that he was paying close attention to her noises and reactions. If her hips tried to squirm away, or if she hissed in something other than one orgasm chasing another, he would give way, let her recover a little and then went right back to expanding the limits of what her body was capable of taking. Laara knew that the first knot was a good deal smaller than the second one but she was fairly certain it spread her folds farther open than her last litter had. All the more reason for her to feel mighty accomplished when the thing started to finally slip all the way inside. When she felt her heavily worked nethers closing a little once more even though the gryphon was still driving deeper into her, she just lost it. Letting out a desperate sounding roar, Laara climaxed harder than before, raking the dry floor under her front paws with curled claws and pushing herself towards Belo’s loins. There was a dull semblance of a burning pain somewhere in her lower abdomen but that fiery impression was drowned in the juicy peak of her lust. Slimy femcum oozed over Belo’s cock and collected in the groove between his two sets of knots as her whole body was raked with tremors when she felt the heat of the gryphon’s tip actually passing through her battered cervix and into her womb. She opened her maw in a gasp, trying to say something only to have any trace of a thought flushed away in the torrent of semen the gryphon gifted her deepest confines with. Every jet of hot virility he unloaded into her was like a testament to her capability, to her achievement as the new apex predator’s lover. It felt to Laara as if she was about to lose her consciousness, only clinging to it by the periodic pangs of strain and somehow pleasant discomfort of her undulating insides clenching all around the oversized insertion.

“Are you alright?” the gryphon asked above her, his thoroughly milked cock actually softening this time, leaving Laara with a strangely empty sensation once her sex was no longer overstuffed. The pressure he had filled her womb with got emptied into a puddle forming between her trembling hind paws until the heavy gryphon mating tool eventually slipped out with a sultry wet sound.

“Mhhh this was amazing. We definitely have to do this again.” Laara said, flopping on her side, like the deeply satisfied, freshly bred lioness she was. This was a usual thing for her to do after good sex, however, just as her few times underneath zebras, it was also necessary since her legs protested the idea of carrying her any longer. She needed a rest.
“I think so too.” Belo replied, only paying attention to her and not to the frantically squirming, desperately pleading lump at the bottom of his neck, which slowly vanished into his torso. Laara shuddered with a mix of admiration and instinctual fear as she imagined what that hyena was going through. Slowly getting dragged deeper by gentle peristaltic nudges. Belo smirked at Laara, knowing where she was looking. He used a talon to indicate where the hyena was, which became comically unnecessary once a drawn out wet squelch came from his midsection as it drooped a bit deeper.
“Ahh, that should shut it up.” he sighed, visibly happy with the meal he had, as well as the new friend and the mess he made.


Outro:
Belo smirked down at the incredulous lion who admirably fought down his flight instincts in a futile attempt to protect his access to near unlimited sex.
“You want me to just go away and let you have all of my lionesses to yourself?!” he roared out with a puffed out chest. He clearly was unaware that the gryphon did not find this show intimidating, rather appetising instead.
“You are free to stay and watch as well. I lose an audience and I am no stranger to impregnating other people’s mates.” he looked over to a group of lionesses sitting in a circle around Laara who collapsed on a warm rock and told the story of today’s adventures.
“But let me put it this way, the gryphon continued. If you meet the last lion who tired to tell me where my cock can and can not go, be careful not to step in him. He came out pretty gross.”

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