You open your mouth and cram the Huli Jing's head inside. Your training has done you well, as you manage to stretch your jaw around her head without the slightest tinge of pain. You release her throat and pin her arms to her sides, to ensure she cannot strike back, then take a moment to suckle on her head and savor the taste of her sweet skin. The Huli Jing shouts and protests, but you have intention of letting her go. She is your meal. You defeated her, you earned her, and now, you will have her.
You swallow, and the powerful grip of your esophageal muscles forces her head down your throat. As her chest enters your mouth, you pause to pass your tongue over her luscious breasts. Another swallow pulls her in up to her middle. You pause only to undo your sash, allowing your robe to open so your tummy can grow without tearing your clothes.
The Huli Jing wriggles and squirms frantically, but her fate is sealed, and her struggles only help to speed her passage into the depths of your gullet. You grab her buttocks and stuff them into your mouth. The flesh of her behind is very sweet and tender, and you once again pause to gently nibble on her thighs.
Your belly swells and jiggles, and you give a muffled moan as the fox-woman fills you. With a few final swallows, the Huli Jing's toes vanish between your lips, and your slimy belly utterly engulfs her.
With a contented sigh, you sit down and cradle your belly between your legs. The Huli Jing struggles helplessly within you as you gently rub your belly with both hands, encouraging digestion to begin. Your stomach muscles squeeze her naked body tight as digestive fluid coats her skin.
After a while, her struggles cease, and the only disturbance in the forest is the gentle gurgling of your belly. You feel wonderfully warm and full, like a simmering pot of soup. You can already feel the Huli Jing's body begin to dissolve inside you.
Suddenly, you feel the Huli Jing's strength flow into you, lighting up your every muscle with fiery power. The feeling is alien, but instantly intoxicating. It is the first time you have ever absorbed a foe's strength, and though you have heard others describe the sensation, you could never have imagined such an absolute bliss. You have claimed the Huli Jing, utterly dominated and possessed her, and now, all the strength and beauty of her body flows into yours.
All that is left of the Huli Jing is a soft mass of brown mush, sinking through your bowels. An hour or so later, you squat by the side of the road, and relax your anus. The fox-woman's gooey remains pour out of your like thick, brown syrup. The pleasure of excreting her makes you sigh and blush. You clean the sticky remains of the Huli Jing from your bottom, and
continue down the path, satisfied that you have made this end of the forest a little safer.
You have digested the Huli Jing! Your strength has increased by 12! (S22R0)
