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Curling her tongue along her lips to gather up the last bits of the naga's flavor, Ryla exhaled one final moan of pure satisfaction as she drew her tongue back into her mouth, the divine taste of the delectable naga filling her senses "Mmmm..." Though her 'hunting' excursion had gone a little bit poorly to begin with, it had all worked out in the end. For her, anyway - the naga's own hunt had not gone quite so well, and she had a whole lot of digesting to do. Unfortunately for her, digesting that Ryla's stomach was more than capable of handling, given time.




Mmm, she felt so wondrously FULL! It had been a long, LONG time since she'd last enjoyed such a filling meal, and the unfortunate naga had hit the spot just about right. Again curling her tongue out over her soft, pink lips, Ryla idly gazed down at her naga-stuffed belly, her tail flicking in silent satisfaction at the enticing sight. Poor girl - it had to be quite a tight fit, judging by the faint outlines she could see in the tightly stretched skin of her tummy. Lifting a hand, she idly traced her fingertips along the bulge in her midsection, a coy little smirk slowly creeping it's way across her face - this, clearly, was the girl's coils. Ooohh, how bunched up they were, squeezed in partially atop and partially beneath her torso, which in turn squished her upper body tightly against the 'top' of her stomach. Still smirking, Ryla allowed her finger to wander across the soft, smooth skin of her tummy, circling around the various bulges the coils made in her midsection, and then up higher to what was unmistakably the girl's head, squished tightly against the 'upper' portion of her belly.

A lighthearted giggle welled up in Ryla's throat as she almost playfully ran her fingertips along the bulge of the naga's head, the very slight contours of the more prominent portions of her features visible just beneath. Mm, she felt so HEAVY in her stomach, so filling...it was time to find somewhere nice and quiet and secluded to digest her dinner. As much as she wanted to continue traveling today, wagging around a naga-filled stomach was going to be FAR too much effort...at least, until her stomach made the girl a much more manageable weight and size. Giving her full stomach a satisfied pat, Ryla - still smirking - murmured to the unfortunate naga within "Mmmm. I oughta thank you for dinner...was getting pretty hungry, myself. Now, be a good girl and settle in - going to take me all day to digest you!"

Time to find somewhere comfy!

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All day to digest her....DIGEST HER?! Oh by the gods, nonono...this could not be happening! SHE was the predator here! Not....some FOX!

Despite how much she wanted to believe that, thought...the hot, tight flesh that surrounded her, encapsulated her, was awfully hard to argue with. Already, she could feel it starting to lightly undulate around her, gently squeezing inwards on her in rhythmic flexes that, whilst not painful or even all that strong...were dutifully working the powerful digestive acids that had started to leak from the stomach walls against her soft skin and scaled body.

Ugh, it was so TIGHT! Though she could still flex her coils, rolling them along the interior of the foxgirl's stomach, she couldn't so much as stretch them out a single inch. Her torso, compressed and squeezed by her own body, pressed upwards tightly against the 'top' of the fox's stomach, ensuring so much of that soft, slimy tummy was constantly working against her sensitive breasts and belly, and even her face. With a small grunt of effort, Lillian pressed her hands upwards against the walls of the stomach, trying desperately to force it away from her body...but to no avail.

This...this was not supposed to happen!

"H-hey! L-lets talk about this! Nnrgh...it's so tight....augh. We can be partners, right? I could get you MORE meals, I'd split with you! F-fifty fifty! I'd do all the-- Mmff?!" A sudden jostle once more upended her 'center of gravity', shifting her coils more beneath her, and pressing her all the more tightly against the top of the kitsune's stomach. Had she laid down?! No...she was getting comfortable! "HEY! GET UP! LET'S TALK ABOUT THIS!"


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"Mmmfff! Mmmppphhh!" The little cries of distress from her dinner sent a little thrill throughout her body, again making her tail flicker gleefully back and forth, padding lightly upon the ground at her side. Oooohhh, this could really not get much better. She'd not only managed to find a nice, safe-looking spot to settle down in and digest her meal, but the poor naga was so SQUIRMY! It felt AMAZING.


A deep, pleasure-filled moan of bliss escaped Ryla's throat as she felt the naga press uselessly upwards in an effort to escape, creating two small, vaguely hand-shaped dimples in the front of her belly "MMmmmffff....yesssss....Mmm, let you go...?" She half-hissed through her tightly clenched teeth, toes curling in predatory delight as the naga continued her futile squirms inside her tightly-stretched tummy "...Oooh no...you're staying right where you are, until my tummy is through with you. Mmm...but please do keep squirming...that feels...Mmmm, delightful..."

Stretching out in complete and utter comfort, Ryla eased her head down against her makeshift pillow, gently placing her hands upon her softly-gurgling stomach. Mmm, so full. So very full...and it felt lovely. Every squirm, every fidget, sent a little chill of complete bliss through her body, every muffled cry making her squirm lightly in enjoyment.

"Nyaaahhh....mmm...good a place as any to nap. See you in a few hours, naga..."

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Four hours later....



Lillian groaned softly under the gentle grinding of the stomach walls around her, each undulation working more and more of the foxgirl's digestive acids into her skin and scales. What had started as a tingle that slowly spread along the entirety of her body had ever-so-slowly progressed into a burning sensation, which was even now being replaced by a sort of welcoming numbness. She could FEEL herself growing softer and softer as the hours passed, could feel those slow-acting but potent digestive acids slowly taking her apart bit by bit...and she'd already come to accept the fact that she was likely not going to be making it out of this foxgirl as anything more than a little extra padding upon her breasts or belly, exactly as so many adventurers had been on her own.

All her pleads ignored or returned with a taunt, Lillian could do very little but squirm in an effort to get free, slowly succumbing to the gentle squeezing and rippling of the stomach walls that surrounded her. They were so soft, so squishy, so stiflingly hot....

All around her, the gentle 'Gurrrrrgle' and 'Grooooooaaaansss' of the stomach slowly processing her filled her ears, intermittently interrupted by the soft, steady beating of the foxgirl's heart somewhere above, and the steady intake and exhale of her breathing. She was asleep, had been for a couple of hours now. Just sleeping off her dinner. Sleeping off HER.

'GRRRrrrrrrruuuugggggllleeeee!'

It would be so...so very easy to lose oneself in those sounds, in the sensations of the stomach squeezing around her, in the feeling of the acids pooling beneath her, trickling across her body.......

To simply...doze off....


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Twelve hours later.....



"Mmmm? Yaaaaaaawwwwwwnnnnnn....!" Ryla's eyes fluttered open, peering at the dark sky above - night time? Mmm, how long had she slept? She'd never really intended to doze off...the naga felt FAR too good squirming inside of her belly to miss out on even a second of it, but...with such a full stomach, she'd felt her eyes growing progressively more and more heavy...

Blinking the sleep from her eyes, Ryla cast a downwards glance at her tummy, a cute little smile creasing her soft, pink lips "Oooohh...sorry, naga...meant to keep you company. Mm, I see my belly kept you plenty of company though..." Whatever definition of the snake's body had been there before...was gone, replaced simply by roundness. Her stomach was still rather large, but with an experimental pat, she felt it's contents were...far less solid. One little 'push' on her tummy was all she needed to confirm it...

*SLOSH*....Mmm, her tummy had done wonders to the naga, it seemed. And, it still had so much longer to go...


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Sixteen more hours later....



"Ahhh...." It felt good to be back on the road, especially with a little more naga still dutifully digesting in her tummy. It had shrunken considerably over the last day, going from a naga-shaped bulge to a small pudge, one that sloshed slightly every time she took a step. Mmm, it had been one heck of a food coma...and she'd enjoyed every second of it, plus it had kept her full - and still full - for nearly two days. She'd even spotted a couple of lapine-people, something she'd have loved to chase and eat...but was simply too lazy and full to really bother. Good for them that they'd hurried on their way...not that she was particularly hungry, anyway.

With one final satisfied pat to her stomach, Ryla continued onwards, listening to the soft gurgles and churns of her tummy as it continued to process her latest meal. Who knew, maybe she'd be lucky enough to run into ANOTHER naga before she reached town. Or a dragon - those were always tasty....




Final part of the comic! ^_^ Hope everyone enjoyed! <3

Ryla belongs to me!


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