Ultimately, neither predator or prey had been wholly prepared for the experience; Siesta had completely written off the Valliere girl's determination to swallow her-and the girl in question had underestimated just how much putting her in would take out of her, so to speak.

Laying on the floor in a puddle of exhaustion, Louise cradled her overstuffed gut in one arm. The contents of her stomach were considerably more cramped than one might expect-not only did the diminutive nature of the pinkette contribute to her less than stellar internal accommodations, the occupant in question found herself oppressed by more than just her captor's flesh.

Barely able to keep her head above the rising pool of digestive enzymes, nestled between the encroaching walls and her own boobflesh; Siesta remarked that maybe allowing herself so close to the nobility wasn't the most prudent of decisions-said noble currently digesting her would most probably agree, given errant belch brought about by their mutual discomfort...


Second part of this rather haphazard sequence; this one is a bit of a redo to more closely match Louise's & Siesta’s proportions from the first image. I'll be posting the first version along in a little bit, with a 'revised' story to accompany.

Done up by  Scyn, as always.

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