Merre find big lamia! Very lucky, Merre coundn't find food around here. Tough to eat though!

At some point, Ree had to leave Merre alone. It took some convincing to make sure Merre didn't follow – she was visiting a town and of course Merre would cause carnage in such an environment.

So, Merre was sticking to the area Ree told her to stay within. She was safe, with water, but Merre managed to hunt all the wildlife by the end of the first day. What could fly had flown away, what was small enough to lap up had hidden away.. and Merre was left in a eerily quiet area.

Come day three, Merre was getting increasingly desperate for meat. She managed to dig up some burrows belonging to rabbits, but they were so small to her, it took more effort to get them than it was worth.

After a snort nap, she heard rustling. The sort of rustling made by a heavy, meal sized creature. She instantly went into stalk mode, and saw a feral lamia minding her own business. The lamia seemed to be inspecting the holes Merre had dug up, before she was suddenly lifted off the ground, tail first.

Instinctively, she coiled around what grabbed her and squeezed hard. Merre hissed in irritation, and flicked her arm around rapidly, not stopping until the Lamia had become so dizzy as to release her grip.

Now dangling, with the entire would spinning and entirely confused, the Lamia didn't fight as she was lowered into a hot, feline maw. It actually felt nice for a few moment, a nice, humid environment to rest in.

But as she was considering getting a nap, her torso was squeezed and then it suddenly became very hot indeed... Then her senses came back, She remembered being grabbed. She still didn't know what it was, but she recognised this as the throat of something big...

Her usual attempts to escape didnt work – slithering in reverse rarely works. Her best bet would be to wait, hope her tail isnt bitten off, and then push her way back out.

Her torso flopped into the hungry, needy belly. It's a catgirl, she realised. She had to be quick, catgirls didn't have the strongest stomach acids, but if she spent too long in here, her scales would start to fall off.

Merre, meanwhile, was amazed at how long this lamia seemed to be. She was bigger, absolutely, but longer than average... The tip of the tail wiggled around as it sunk past her lips and down her throat... and finally, Merre caught her breath.

Once her entire body, tail and all, was crammed into the eager stomach, the Lamia positioned her tail below her and began pushing upwards. She could reasonably get most of the way out of this catgirl before running out of tail to push against the stomach floor. Merre meanwhile, felt like she was going to be sick. Her full stomach, its prisoner eager and fully able to escape...

She managed to swallow the Lamia back down, and the monochrome scaled snake woman grew increasingly worried she couldn't win this... though, there were other ways out of a stomach.

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