I watch as the night elf and naga try to push themselves out of the jello. I take a bite out of the blueberry jello. In no time I have devoured the night elf and high elf and leave the naga. The naga is confused about why I have not eaten her. I know because I can read her mind. She slithers toward the door with belief that I am too full to move. However, with a mere thought I knock her back.

Me: You too shall be in my tummy, however, when I look at you I am reminded of an old form I had when I was evolving as a goddess in school for the divine. The only thing is I was more beautiful than you. What the hell is that on your head and you smell like my daughter Jania's pussy when she first hatched from an egg.

Naga: (surprised)You are Jania's mother?

Me: Yes, I have five young three daughters and two sons. However, two of them have become disappointments. I have a son who wants to have incest sex with me and my daughter who was meant to be a slave after she turned my nursery nuns into love zombies after her hatching from her egg. Now as you enter my tummy know that you will be in a new form, a form that is uglier and less intelligent than your current form.

I lick my lips and unnaturally swallow her whole. even though I am female I have no modesty as I allow the digestion to take place. I make sure these victims will serve me as scat monsters. I will enjoy my trip to Dalaran;)

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