Great Girl Clan War (duamutef, closed)

[DarkPinkie]

Nodding to Xentia she clicked her tongue. "I'll remember that." Probably tonight if she was to believe her own thoughts. Leaning back until she "stood" straight the naga stretched her shoulders a bit and smiled statisfied when they felt light and frictionless. A sure sign of a good massage.

Unpocketing her bra again she stared at the interlocked rings that composed the outside of the grament. "While I have no question about magic right now could you perhaps help me with this before the others come? I mean, I don't mind showing of, but I think they would appreciate at least some modesty. Lifting the heavy metal bra up she placed the leather side against her breasts and held out the straps for Xentia to take. "I think it did maybe kind of break earlier. If it's broken just tell me alright?" She added.

[ambrose-euanthe]

OOC: Image ref for Winters

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“Don’t you girls stop on my account,” a sharp, elegant voice says, as a smart, elegant woman brushes aside the tent flap and enters. She’s tall, though some of that’s the heels, and dressed in nothing but a white bikini. A cloak that does nothing to cover her front dangles from her shoulders. “Conjouring-Company-Captain Winters Whitecap,” she nods, as she steps into the room, and pauses, to suck something slick and glistening from her fingertips. There’s a noticeable - and substantial - damp patch at the crotch of her bkini, “if you’d slurped her up like noodles, I’d have cum,” she says, quite casually. “I’m afraid we’re it. I’m representing myself and my creche-mates, the aquamages for our Company. Ms Xentia is our aethermage, and Snakelady Cathy is representing her Gurglemiester earth-mage worshippers. Our fire-mage hasn’t checked in yet, but hopefully we won’t require her. I’m in charge, because so long as you’re assigned to this Company, the Whitecap family is paying your wages and filling your bellies-” she pauses, and her cheeks colour just a little “-that is, providing the food to fill your bellies, not ourselves-”

She stops, collects herself - but no older Whitethroat of any clan would’ve made such an error. Clearly, she’s young, ambitious… and inexperienced.

“We’re moving out now to prepare the way for the rest of the army. Our first task will be to create a soft, damp roadbed suitable for hooves, and a hard-packed one suitable for girls, leading to the Narrowsea. There, the Whitecap family is preparing ice-barges to cross it. A plan is in-place for provisions following the crossing. Whitecoat-bloodline centauresses are enlisting with full bellies, in the main - unspoken, that the Gurglemiesters of nearby plainswomen encampments, and those travelling to enlist themselves, will have born the brunt of their depreditations - but time is still of the essence. The Whitethroat families backing this army, the Whitecaps included, anticipate being across the narrow sea in six days.” Captain Winters pauses. “The Snowsteppe Whitecoat tribe under Headmare Khulan of will be providing both transport and escort. Are you ready to move out?”

[DarkPinkie]

Cathy's eyes open up wide as Winters enter. Her pupils shrinking from the surprise and mild shock. The bra she was holding in place for Xentia to grab hold of simply slips from her grasp and falls to the the table with the loud rustling of the metallic rings. "Y-y-you where watching us?" she gasps out, that is until she notice the woman clean her finger, that together with the easily visible dark patch made it very clear juet exactly what had been going on. The words of the Whitecap girl only confirming it. Knowing that the girl masturbated to seeing them Cathy simply shrinks down a bit, her cheeks flaring red.

Once more the snake lady wondered if it wouldn't just have been better to be swallowed down by the succubus only so that she would have escaped this incredibly embarassing situation. But she slowly regained her composture as the Whitecap girl explained the situation. When the explanation of their task and the plan in general was finished Cathy was once more standing proud at her full height easily taller than both Winters and Xentia. With a nod she was about to speak out a confirmation but someone else spoke before she did.

"Aw does that mean mommy won't be having sexy times with miss Xentia? It was getting really good." Cathy's body locked up at hearing the very familiar voice and the words. While she herself saw all the Gurglemeisters under her as her daughters there was only one who called her by that; the girl who shared her deep black hair and attentive yellow eyes. "And miss Winters is right. Seeing you get slurped up would have been the best!"

Slowly and rigidly turning around her eyes locked with those of the smiling girl with the happy go lucky personality with hear head popped in under the tent rim. "Gaia! What are you doing here? This meeting was private!" Cathy shouted out. "If you have not left in five seconds I will personally feed you to Xentia seeing as you're so interested in her insides. One."

The girl simply groaned when Cathy threatened to punish her for her bad behaviour. "But I haven't cum yet. Just give me a few minutes." She shouted out but seeing the very serious expression on Cathy she popped her head back out from under the tent once the naga reached 4. "Alright alright! I'm going!" She shouted out a bit annoyed.

[Here's the image ref of Gaia Gurglehole free spirited Gurglemeister and genetic daughter of Cathy.]

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[Jermayan]

Taking the bra from Cathy, Xentia stepped back around behind her and began to loop the straps back over her shoulders. Feeling the sheer weight of the thing, she winces a bit in sympathy. "No wonder your back and shoulders were so tense. Stop by my tent later - I know an enchantment that should make this much lighter for you." Seeing the clasp, she realizes why Cathy was having so much trouble with it earlier; in her attempt to adjust it, she had managed to snap part of the buckle holding it shut. "Ah, here's the problem. You'll need to visit the blacksmith to really fix this, but I can tie this up well enough for you to get there, at least..."

Captain Winters' entrance had her looking up in surprise, but Xentia had to stop from laughing out loud when she saw just what had kept her. While the confirmation of the purpose of such a large Gurglemeister presence in the army didn't entirely surprise Xentia, the fact that the captain was so open about it spoke volumes about their views on the army - this was primarily a force of monsters, and there was no illusions about what their likely source of provisions would be, especially once fighting began in earnest.

"It seems like I'm the only one here who didn't want to see how much Cathy here would have stretched me out. Not that it wasn't incredibly tempting, my dear, but I though it best to not immediately gobble down one of my peers." Xentia's voice was lighthearted, and the jesting nature of her compliment was obvious, but there was just as obviously a glimmer of interest there, one that would just grow over time. "But on to more important matters - yes, I can be ready to move out quickly. My only concern is the Narrowsea crossing itself - centaurs are not suited to combat on the sea, and the ice-barges will leave us vulnerable to attack by mermaids and others. Has any effort been made to secure a crossing ahead of the army, or perhaps to make contact with the mermaids themselves?"

Gaia's appearance and comment on their earlier activities is finally too much for Xentia, and she breaks down into series of giggling, pealing laughs that has her almost bent double. Regaining her composure just in time to see Cathy shoo'ing her off, Xentia just shakes her head. "Well, that's two-to-one in favor. Three-to-one actually, depending on a certain interpretation of what you said earlier. Oh, and it would be rude of me to not extend the invitation to both of you as well," speaking loudly enough for Gaia to hear on the other side of the tent wall, "Given that the two of you seem rather...pent up, shall we say, feel free to stop by any time. I promise to make it worth your while."

[DarkPinkie]

Giving Xentia a glare the naga was not too pleased with how everyone seems to want her to be eaten by the succubus. "No it was just a figure of speech thank you very much." But to have her own daughter suggest to the succubus to eat her was really taking it a bit too far for her taste. Sure the succubus was really sexy and with how much she looked like the girls there was no way she wasn't going to fuck her later, but she rather avoid becoming dinner.

Having shoo'ed of her daughter she once more returned to posture and turned her attention back to the meeting. "Yeah Xentia have a point. Most of my daughters... Er I mean... The Gurglemeister earth mage contingent get sea sick really easily. Gaia for example get almost completely incapacitated by motion sickness by any transport that is not her own feet or riding on my back. Even worse if it's on the water." She paused and sighed before chewing a bit on her lip. "Personally I don't feel comfortable on a shit, sure I still am able to fight and such, but I just don't like it. I prefer to feel the solid ground under my coils." She tapped the ground loudly with the end of her tail. "That said I think we rather didn't get attaacked while most of us couldn't properly defend ourselves. Also if the girls are sick they tend to be much less willing to jump into stomachs and be um... Provision..." She hated saying it, but she knew it was the truth. She just hoped at least some of her daughters was still around once this campaign was over. Preferably those that didin't worship her like a godess.

[Jermayan]

Giving one last giggle as Cathy glares at her, Xentia is starting to look forward to their little rendezvous more and more with every passing minute. Even though she's already willing, there's nothing quite like seeing how far she could convince someone else to go. And who knows, she just might be able to convince the naga to take a nap in her belly yet.

"Well, the sea crossing is going to be necessary, unless you feel like fighting your way through all of the Ironbelly fortifications. We're just going to need to be prepared to take more casualties than normal unless we go out of our way to pave the way for them." Turning back to Winters, Xentia starts to move over to the exit to the tent. "That being said, you said that you wanted to move out soon, correct? It won't take long, but there are a few preparations that I'll need to make first."

[ambrose-euanthe]

“If you want to canoodle, you’re going to have to do it inside a centauress’s stomach,” Conjour-Company-Captain Winters says. “Now move out!”

Outside the tent, the gurglemeisters are already packing up their tents, with the swift and able assistance of a substantial group of white-coated centauresses. They seem strangely uncomfortable with nudity, wearing thin shawls around their necks that dangle to cover their very full breasts, and their muscles ripple beneath their freshly-shaved coats.

Most shockingly of all, most of them are wearing saddlebags - until you see one lean down, and help a gurglemeister swing herself up onto her back - and wobble right off again. “I guess you’ll have to hang on,” the centauress says. “Or… you could ride inside.”

The gurglemeister blushes furiously, as she’s helped to scramble up again - and this time, she snuggles up tight against the centauress’s back - who gives her a little kiss on the crown of her head, before beginning to move off…

Cathy’s belongings are already being packed onto a couple of centauresses by a group of her gurglemeister daughters, whilst Lalia already has Xentia’s packed and loaded with typical efficiency. She easily swings herself up onto the back of the centauress she’s loaded, to the horsewoman’s apparent surprise.

A shockingly elegant centauress - for her bulk - approaches Captain Winters. “Your people are ready to move out, Headmare Khulan?”

“Almost,” the horsewoman replies, leaning down as Winters leans up... typically you’d expect a grab, a gulp, and a digesting girl… but instead there’s a somewhat passionate kiss, almost embarrasing to witness, and Winters leaps up onto Khulan’s back as if she’d been born to it.

“Everyone ready?” Winters says, not waiting for you. “Let’s go!”

The lead Gurglemeister earth mages soften and smooth the earth, and Winters herself doses it with a fine spray of mist to keep the dust and dirt down. On this ground, the centauresses can keep a quick walk - and the Company begins to move out.

[DarkPinkie]

Cathy was pleased to see her tent already packed up and ready for transport. Wpending what little time lefr before moving out to find Gaia. Finding the girl being busy admiring one of the centauresses who was currently having a squirming and wrigging stomach. That said she was fingering herself while doing so. "Come on Gaia, time to move out. Unless you want to ride inside one of the Centairesses I suggest you climb up on my tail." Gaia was such an unfortunate soul. Being motion sick at the easiest provocation. A Gurglemeister who could only enjoy the stomach of a predator who stay still. With dissapointment easily visible on her face from being denied orgasm once more she nods and climbs up on Cathy's back for the trip.

Once she got her most trusted daughter on her tail cathy swiftly moves over to the centauresses Xentia and Laila are riding. She is able to easily keep up with the centauresses as she slithers in a rather rapt tact. If they spent all day at this speed she would most likely be exahausted towards the end, but at least she didn't have to force her poor daughter the motion sickness and have to deal with the awkwardness of having to ride a centaur... Somehow. The soft ground that the mages made together did help ease her coils forward as she sank just deep enough to get really good grip, but not deep enough to make it hard for her to move forward.

Looking up at Xentia she catches a glimpse of Laila. With a raised eyebrow she speaks up. "Hey Xentia. Who is this cutie you have here? I don't think you've introduced us?" Seeing as how Xentia and herself wasn't really needed for the road making and that they where in the back of the army Cathy thought perhaps they could have some conversation on the road.

[Jermayan]

Heading out, Xentia was glad to see that Lalia hadn't been idle during the meeting. Heading over to her, Xentia was surprised to see how comfortable she was on horseback - that wasn't something that she had learned during her apprenticeship. Pulling herself up behind her, Xentia gives her a quick peck on the cheek before she sandwiched Lalia between the centauress and herself. "You never told me you had experience riding centaurs. When did you find the time to learn this?"

Looking down at Cathy, Xentia was a little surprised to see her keeping up with the rest of them. Granted, they weren't moving at anywhere close to the top speed a centauress herd could go and the naga wasn't exactly capable of riding along with the rest of them, but it was still quite a bit faster than she was used to seeing nagas move. "Hmm? Oh, this is Lalia, my apprentice that I mentioned earlier. She's still working her way through magic, but there are more than a few other things she's already mastered. If you ask nicely enough, she might even show you later."

[DarkPinkie]

Despite how awkward their initial meeting had been Cathy found the Succubus very pleasing to be around. Not to mention the potential pleasuring that comes standard with such demons. "Har har har. Let me guess she come equipped with master level sex technique? How well does she fill up bellies? Your model seems really nice, and also don't have a motion sickness problem. I'll trade ya!" She grabbed the girl on her back and held it out towards Xentia and Laila to add to the joke. Gaia meanwhile squirming and protesting at being presented like that. "Oh don't you fuss now. It was a joke." She added putting the miffed Gaia on her back again.

After getting past the initial introduction of Laila, Cathy was giving the blonde a once over. "Hey Laila is it true what Xentia say? That you are amazing at the art of pleasure?" She looked up at them. The way Laila was being squished between the succubus and the centauress was pretty amuzing. "You seem to enjoy the tightness there Laila. If you wish I could perhaps show you an even tighter place hmm." She was blowing a silent raspberry at Xentia in order to try to show that this was all in jest. Of course she wouldn't eat the succubus'es apprentice without permission. Altough she wasn't above teasing.

[ambrose-euanthe]

“Ah, well, my previous Mistress, that is-” Lalia blushes, “-she kept a stable. Sometimes she let me ride the ponies,” the centauress she’s riding blinks, turns to glare at her, “-sometimes I was the one being ridden.”

The centauress’s look turns into one of befuddlement. “But you’re a-” she blurts. “Oh, my…” she murmurs, squirming a little, tail swishing, stirring the scent of aroused, wet centauress through the air. “Is it hot here suddenly?” She asks. “We should, we should move on.” She skitters forwards, and continues walking, carrying Lalia away - who gives Xentia a little wave over her shoulder as she goes…

Snakelady Cathy!” Company-Captain Winters snaps. “Stop fooling around and ride a centauress - or ride in one! I need you in condition to keep your girls in line tonight, or half my conjour-company will be stuffing XXX bellies tonight!”

The clip-clop of hooves heralds the approach of two of Headmare Khulan’s centauresses - and it doesn’t look as if they’d be entirely dissatisfied with that outcome. Still, the first extends her hand and swings Gaia onto her back. “If you want,” she smiles, licking her lips, “I’ll let you ride inside anyway. Give you a bed for the night, even…”

The other centauress glares at her, though whether for stealing a tasty-looking meal or saddling her with a heavy naga isn’t entirely clear. “I guess I get you?” She says…

[DarkPinkie]

Cathy was amazed how it seemed the centauresses stopped when she only made some small talk while they where moving. Keeping up with them was not all too hard though she'd probably be a bit out of breath if they moved for the projected six to ten hours.

When Winters came shouting at her she nearly instantly got annoyed. Cathy did not like Winters. The girl reminded her too much of the monsters she used to fend off back when she was the snake of the shrine rsther than this... Mercenary. She wanted to protest about the whole thing. She was keeping up with the centaurs just fine. So well in fact that she was able to crack jokes. The second problem was that Winters seemed to think she was able to discipline the Gurglemeister girls, when in reality she really only could mostly encourage them to maybe do something she wanted, as well as having them follow her around. Although she had never really tried an athoritarian way of command.

She was about to nearly attack the centauress that picked Gaia of her by reflex but calmed herself down when she realized what she was about to do. She saw the centauress with Gaia on her back already starting to gain a slight green tint. Moving over to the ride to "generously offered" by Winters she just raised an eyebrow. "I guess you drew the long straw then..." She chuckles, though internally she feels kind of sorry for Gaia, and maybe just a little for the centauress who soon will find out why in her haste she drew the short straw. "So how do we do this exactly? I could um... Try to wrap myself around your midse- No that wouldn't work. I can't ride your back either, I'd just fall off." She thought but then she paled as she realized the only other way for this centauress she was forced to rely upon to carry her was in fact as Winters had mentioned. Inside her. "If only I didn't need the information the Whitecaps have promised... Also when this all is over I'm going to eat that bitch Winters, and unlike me now she aint coming back out." She mumbles silently to herself as she moves in front of the centauress.

"Considering we are going to be so close for the next few hours, possibly more maybe a very quick introduction is in order. I'm Catherine Coilgut, though most just call me Cathy. I hope I will be tasty, but I swear if you try to digest me I'll give you an ulcer and then some." She chuckles a bit at that as she wiggles her tail in front of the centauress alluringly. "That's a nice name. Now eat up." A small voice in her mind was really shouting at her that this was a bad idea, but most other parts was a mix of excitement and curiosity. She had lived around Gurglemeisters and eaten a lot of them yet herself had never felt the inside of a stomach. In a way this will sort out something she had always been curious and fantasizing about.

[ambrose-euanthe]

The cute, blonde centauress...

NSFW, human-torso reference only...

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...has the kind of cute face and vacant expression that's probably lured hundreds of girls to their doom in her gurgling belly. "I'm sure we could manage..." she trails off. "Yep, definitely no choice but to eat you, tasty snake-lady-snack," she smiles, licking her lips as she leans forwards and kisses you deeply, with lots of tongue. This, at least, she's very good at... "Oh!" She exclaims, as the kiss breaks. "I'm Sarnai! Nice to eat you..."

The other centauress is shooting her a look of pure poison - it's clear that, if she'd thought Cathy would consent to a stomach-carry, she'd have dived right in and devoured her without a second thought. Not only is Sarnai going to get the naga in her belly, she's going to be able to linger over her meal. "Whelp, down the hatch with you," she says. "Oh, if that's a girl down there, feel free to have her. Sometimes I think I can feel her moving, but, she's been in there awhile - she must be mostly digested by now... " and with no more ceremony than that, Sarnai pops Cathy's head between her lips and gives a great big swallow... putting the naga's ample chest right in range of her tongue.

"Ohhh..." she moans happily, beginning to lick and lap at the ample mounds... "You're delicious..."

[Jermayan]

“Your last mistress had a stable?” It wasn’t exactly a new concept for her - plenty of other demoness’ personal collection of slaves more resembled a menagerie than anything else, but to her knowledge Lalia’s last mistress had been a girl, and such things were far more uncommon. “I’ll need to remember to ask for a demonstration when we have a chance in the future...”

Noticing the centauress’ arousal and discomfort before she starts to leave, Xentia can’t help but take a deep breath, feeling the subconscious tingle of her own magic interacting with it. Turning back to the centaur that she was presumably going to get a ride from, she was just in time to hear the tail end of the conversation between Cathy and Sarnai and to see Cathy offer herself up to he centauress. “Hmph. And after she went through all that effort to tell me no earlier…”

Swinging up onto the back of her centauress, Xentia knows that she’s likely going to leave a not-insubstantial wet spot on her back thanks to the show that Cathy and Sarnai are putting on for the rest of them, and that her ride was likely not going to fare the best with an aroused succubus on her back. “Damn. Now I’m going to be pent-up all day thanks to that. Although…” Leaning forward, she presses herself up against the centauress’ back. “If you get too hot and bothered at any point, I’ll be more then happy to help you with that, my dear.”

[DarkPinkie]

Cathy didn't know exactly what to expect about this all with the centauress but a kiss was not what she expected. Yet she still found herself melting into the lips so gently tugging on hers and the tongue prodding and exploring her own mouth. Cathy's own thinner and inexperienced tongue with it's split ends barely able to keep up. The naga was able to feel the core of her body heat up. Between the massage and this she felt herself grow needy.

With the burning need in her loins she was actually slowly finding herself growing impatient to be inside that strong muscled stomach. "Nice to um... Be eaten by you?" She said slightly dumbfounded. It was right then she expected to be eaten. But Sarnai started rambling on about some previous meal that Cathy was not at all interested in hearing. With a single finger on the centauress'es lips she silenced her. The silencing had done the trick though as she found her head quickly enveloped by the warm wet blanket that is the mouth of Sarnai. She got only a second or two to admire the feeling before she felt the tug of the swallow pulling her head into the throat.

With her head stuck in the throat Cathy's cheeks and nethers was burning. Where was a succubus to pleasure her when she needed one? The musk of arousal was clear from the naga, as the glietening juices dribbled out of her flower out of her armored skirt and down her coils. As Sarnai begun to lick her breasts and tease her on her taste she couldn't help but moan from it all, he sensations easily being able to overwhelm her. She could also feel thr Centauress gently untie the armored bra that she spent the better part of the morning trying to stick on there only for Xentia to tie into place.

Yet despite how she normally would not like this, the curiosity, mixed with the priming from Xentia had put Cathy in a position where her mind was almost reeling in the thought of the warm and tight place to spend the journey. "Nnnggg. Sarnai, I need to be inside you now~ I need to feel myself all snug in that dangerous place." She replied squirming a bit as she almost used her long tail to push herself slightly forward on Sarnai. Her chest full of un-milked honey leaking a few drops onto Sarnai's powerful tongue as it teased and lapped at her mound. Eventually the toying with her breasts stopped and she felt herself get swallowed down further. Having more of her body squeezed by the throat from all sides. "That's it... Keep going~" Cathy nearly begged, followed by another moan.

Another swallow and it brought her slender hips and glistening nethers up in range of Sarnai's tongue. The naga once more squirmed a little as she was tugged further along. Her hands pinned to her sides gripping at the air around her hips for no other reason than Cathy moving them in response to the pleasure.

[ambrose-euanthe]

NSFW image ref for Jargal (human half)

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“Yeah, Mistress Devries had a stable,” Lalia replies. “She was a girl, so she didn’t like turning other girls into slaves, at first, unless they were subby little things like me who just need to be dominated and digested,” Lalia smiles, gently, intensely, “but a girl-munching-centauress, those she’d break to the bit and bridle without a second though… sometimes, she’d let me ride them. Sometimes I’d be her saddle whilst she rode them. Sometimes she just rode me,” Lalia sighs at the fond, sweet memory. “Don’t hesitate if you find your mount uncomfortable, Mistress!” She offers…

“I-I’m Jargal,” Xentia’s mount offers. “I’m a very good ride! That is,” she squirms and blushes, suddenly prancing, almost trotting in place, “I’m definitely stirred up already,” she continues, “but I can’t do anything about that with you on me - unless you wanna go in me,” she continues. She rubs her back against your breasts. “I might be able to help you though,” she says, sliding her arms around her back, rubbing her fingertips down your stomach, down your mons, to press against where your body meets her horseback. With a little buck, she jolts you forwards three or four inches, till her fingers are pressing at your netherlips, teasing your entrace through your panties, trying to tug them aside… each of Jargal’s steps shifts you back and forth across her fingers, easing her self-assigned task of pleasuring you…

Cathy’s aphrodisiac honey is quietly driving Sarnai into a lustful frenzy, her tail raised, her bare netherlips winking an obscene invitation to anyone within sight… yet it’s Cathy who’s the focus of her attentions. She’s more than willing to let the naga slither her way down her throat… at least, until the point where it’s Cathy’s own netherlips under her tongue… which she immediately begins to slather with a drooling affection, rubbing her bottom lip back and forth across Cathy’s entrance whilst her tongue slips to work and writhe within.

Inside, Cathy’s slipped down through the relatively inviting warmth of Sarnai’s forestomach, and she can feel it’s muscles massaging her upper and lower back… whilst her head protrudes down, into Sarnai’s hindtum… where she can see the a voluptuous, dark-red-haired beauty just beginning to stir from a comfortable sleep into a luxurious squirming… that leaves behind some not-insignificant portions of skin and muscle… she’s already well on her way to being churned into a nutritious mush...

OOC: The half-fairie-girl (effectively, a half-elf) in Sarnai’s stomach is going to turn out to be your missing firemage, Alenora’s character Delisia Duskwhisper. She’s only mostly been digested…

[Alenora]

The young Darkswallow awoke to the alien sensation of warm, slick, rippling flesh undulating in a systematic and controlled rhythm against her body. Initially, it was not an altogether unpleasant experience, her senses addled in the moment of her waking, though the gentle thrum of a heartbeat that was not her own began to alert her to the gravity of her situation; she was in a stomach. Worse still, she could infer from the aggravation of her skin and the softening of her form that she had been snoozing away within this particular lucky predator for some time. She couldn't even remember what series of events had culminated in her taking the plunge down a slick gullet - was she ambushed? Did she lose a bet? Had she decided it was just time to become fat on some girl's chest? Hard to say - but mentally Elisia forced all those thoughts to the back of her psyche, her hands vying for purchase amidst the shifting stomach walls that ground against nutritious frame.

Her appraisal of the situation was bleak in spite of her newfound desire /not/ to bounce on someone's chest - she was fatigued, had no idea where she was, and probably couldn't focus long enough to get a cast off. The sorceress only barely managed to tug on the fleshy walls in a manner to lift her rear out of the pool of gastric juices soaking her body. Just when she began to toy with the notion of laying back down and waiting for the end, she realized another soul was taking the same journey she had down that gullet - judging by the lack of overt struggles, it wasn't an entirely unwanted trip they'd decided to undertake.

All she could do was wait for the other future occupant of the centauress' stomach to join her - and she simply sat there staring at the entrance for a time, until Cathy's upper half began to be forced through. It occurred to the sorceress that she hadn't actually thought of anything to say. This was her chance, she had to make a firm first impression, something that established she was /somebody/ and a person not to be trifled with.

"Uh.. Hi."

Nailed it. The abrupt groan of Sarnai's hindtum seemed to imply it concurred.

[DarkPinkie]

Cathy got worried when she could feel her armored skirt be undone and start slipping down her long brown and red striped tail. That worry was alleviated pretty much instantly as she felt the powerful tongue she was wresteling with earlier start to work on her nethers. This new sensation caused her to moan loudly which in turn only anounced her presence to the half digested girl in the tum. "Oh Sarnai that feels so~ Oh Goddess!" She shouted out with a moan as her upper body was trapped inside the throat and bellies of the centauress and her netherlips being invaded. With her long tail outside she could probably still put up a resistance if she tried, but she consented to this... No, she wanted this. Now she knew why all her daughters kept jumping down throats all whilly nilly. It felt wonderful. To be trapped inside a strong predator and kept at the mercy of the devourer. The risk of being digested and only leave as a steaming mush was making itself all the more present. That and the expert tongue in her nethers lowering any resistance she may still have.

Cathy had been hatched and raised around Gurglemeisters, and for many years she had refused her heritage, both out of fear and a sense of being needed. It wasn't until she was basically ordered to enter the tum of some random centauress that she got a taste of what she had been denying herself for years, decades even. Cathy was enjoying every bit of it. To embrace her Gurglemeister heritage and see the pleasure and enjoyment that could only come from being inside someone's stomach. Not that she planned to let herself be digested like the girl in front of her seemed so keen on. She had at first thought it would be one of her daughters in there but the redhead was unfamiliar to her. Instead she chose to focus on the pleasure she was being given by the horsegirl.

"Oh gh!" She nearly pit her own tongue as she stiffled her moan. She was rapidly closing towards orgasm. The Centauress tongue together with the tight full body massage was simply too much. Her tail outside was teitching and twirling all over from the pleasure. That is until it rubbed up against one of Sarnai's front hooves. When it brushed against the leg it instantly curled itself around it. "Sarnai, I'm getting close!" She shouted out to the Centauress as she was just about to reach her peak. Then it struck her like a bolt of lightning. Her back stiffened and arched backwards, her coils around Sarnai's leg tightened and her stimulated nethers spewed quite a bit more liquid into Sarnai's mout, all while she let out a long and very sensual moan.

As she orgasmed she could feel the tug of the throat pull her further along her journey to the centauress'es stomach. Her shoulders and breasts soon joined her head in the lower stomach. More of her would follow as she could feel her long tail being uncoiled as it was being slurped down together with the rest of her. Inch by inch shd felt the cool outside air be replaced with warm flesh. "Hey... Huff. Cutie... Puff. This stomach is going to become very cramped very soon. Pant. You look pretty torn up from your stay here. I know another place for you to stay should you not wish to be digested." The entering naga Emphasized by patting her abdomen which was juet entering Sarnai's tummy. "Time's running out though. Don't worry. I don't digest cute girls unless they ask me too, but I don't know if I could get you inside while it's tight in here. My tail is kind of big..." She say to the unfamiliar redhead trying to sound as seductive as she can. Not even mentioning to Elisia that Sarnai should stop her digestion. Otherwise that Ulcer was still very much on the table.((Seduction Roll aimed at Darkwhisper: 2... Ouch, seems Elisia isn't the only awkward person in Sarnai's tumm tumm.))

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Meanwhile outside on her own carry Gaia was not feeling well. Not at all. Her ride having stomped away in envious anger as her mother was being swallowed up. Not that she had payed attention, Gaia was being too focused on other things. Such as to not lose her breakfast. Which was a battle she was rapidly losing with the vigorous motion of her carry. Her green tinted cheeks very clearly gave off the battle she was fighting. "Urgh... Miss horsie lady? Could you. Urp. Slow down a bit?" She pleaded hoping that she would be spared the embarasment of having an accident all over the centauress'es back.

((My my my. Turns out Alenora posted while I was writing this entire thing. I was wondering if becoming horseapples was something you planned for Elisia because of Alenora's absence. Turns out that was only half true. I mean, by now at least part of her will hah! Also if Xentia asks later Cathy is most probably going to concent to become a belly pet. Not quite at the stage of wanting to be digested, but at least she have embraced her Gurglemeister heritage, all thanks to Xentia's massage and Winter's order.))

[Jermayan]

The more and more that Lalia mentioned about her old mistress, the more Xentia’s appreciation for her methods grew. Privately, she was starting to wonder if this Devries had any demonette genes mixed in - that kind of behavior was absolutely their trademark. Looking back as Sarnai slowly but surely slurped up Cathy’s tail, Xentia can easily see the effects that her honey is having on the centauress. She was well aware of what it could do - while she had been sorely tempted to drink her fill in their little encounter earlier, she knew from personal experience that she would have been in even worse shape than Cathy had been if she had done so.

Only tangentially aware of Jargal’s offer, the sudden feel of her fingers sliding down her stomach and cupping her groin has Xentia groaning and leaning into her back, which is only amplified by the sudden buck which leaves her pressed right up against Jargal’s back. Reaching down with one hand, she unclips a clasp on either side of her panties and pulls the already-sodden garment away, allowing Jargal full access to her sex as she starts to leave a rapidly-growing wet spot on her back.

“Well, if you’re going to be so polite, I may as well return the favor…and if you think that I can’t really help you, then you haven’t ever had a good time with a mage worthy of the name.” Reaching her arms around Jargal, she slides her hands up under the centauress’ shawl and begins kneading her ample bosom. At the same time, Xentia begins to chant softly under her breath, and suddenly the feeling of several extra sets of spectral hands start running lightly over Jargal’s flanks, sliding closer and closer to her rear. For now, they're nothing more than teasing flicks and caresses, but it's obvious that it's not going to stay that way for long.

[ambrose-euanthe]

Gaia’s mount Tuya

“It’s not super comfortable for me either, with you back there,” Gaia’s mount replies, “but there’s only one other place you could go and it’d probably digest you… I’ve never been much of one for playing with my meals,” she continues. “They’re just food,” she pauses, “but I’ll try and find a more even gait, if you promise try not to throw up,” she continues. “I’m Tuya, incidentally.”

Xentia’s mount Jargal

“Nngh!” Jargal moans, as unseen hands slide down her flanks. “Right. Mage. Yeah…” she says. “Um… yeah, that feels… that feels good… don’t waste my honey, though,” she says… her breasts are already beginning to leak, and she shifts one hand free to wipe up some of the sticky mess, and half-turns to let you lick it from her fingertips… meanwhile, your netherlips are swallowing the startlingly talented fingers of Jargal’s other hand… which are slowly shifting and stirring around inside of you…

Sarnai to follow...