Rikena was much faster than her priestess friend in devouring her prey. Not only was she physically stronger, able to pull the struggling elf with a lot of ease despite being of greater bulk than the mage had been... And more heavily armored as well. The suit of mail she was wearing didn't even impede the monk's swallows any, and if the taste was not to her liking, she didn't show it either. Loud swallows echoed in the room as the elf's body was lifted over Rikena's head, barely twitching and struggling despite being in the process of being devoured! She was certainly a lot less lively than the mage had been, that was for sure.

When the elf's rear layed in Rikena's mouth, she fumbled on her boots for a moment, then removed them. She took a few more quick swallows, the naked feet the last thing to lay on the transformed elf's tongue, before with a final gulp, she brought her down entirely. The huntress' form bulged out her armor greatly... No, not her armor, just her tabard. Rikena dropped the boots to the ground, then grinned at Resileaf as she approached her.
"Whoops, looks like someone had a wardrobe malfunction right there..."
With a snicker, she began to tap the priestess' belly, feeling the draenei still struggling inside while her own stomach was mostly still, the Night elf quietly pushing against her fleshy prison.
"That's why you should wear a tabard like me, my friend. That way, you won't get those embarassing moments where your robe just splits and you show off the goods to everyone!"

Resileaf only glared at the monk for a moment, before rolling her eyes and looking down at the warrior, who had given no reaction whatsoever to two of her teammates being devoured by the two others.
"Well, there's one left... What do we do now?"
Rikena clapped her hand on Resileaf's shoulder, her cheshire grin only widening.
"Don't worry... I have an idea."

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