Sylvia couldn't wait. Upon seeing that lamia all cute and curled up in the pasta, she knew that she needed to have her inside of her right away. The main course would go down first - the rest would come later. The dragoness took her utensils, a massive fork and spoon, in hand. She used the fork to roughly guide the lamia's torso onto the spoon, using it to left her several feet up off the platter and up towards her mouth.
The lamia trembled as the dragoness brought her up to her drooling lips. They slowly parted, and she found herself staring into the dark maw of the one who would devour her whole and alive. "P-P-Please enjoy me..." the lamia stammered again, her voice timid and weak. It sounded like she was truly dreading being the dragoness's dinner, yet she didn't bother resisting. She knew her place.
"Ahhh..." *CHOMP!*
Sylvia wrapped her lips around the lamia's torso and pulled her into her mouth. As soon as her flesh slid across her wide tongue, saliva squirted into her mouth, coating the prey in slick lubricant. Sylvia slid her tongue around her prey, tasting her torso for a few moments before pulling her into her open throat.
*GLUUUURK*
Sylvia gulped hard, pulling the lamia's torso into her throat. Next came the rest of her tail. With a long, loud series of slurps, the dragoness messily pulled that wriggling tail into her mouth inch by inch, sending the rest down her throat in the process. When she was finally finished, she gulped again, sending the rest of that long tail down her esophagus. Sauce had splattered all over her lips and chin.
Sylvia groaned in delight as she felt the lamia start to slither around inside of her stomach, seemingly getting used to her new home. The dragoness squeezed her belly as she felt it grumble, eliciting a yelp from the terrified snake-girl inside of her.
Sylvia let the lamia settle in her stomach for a minute or two before diving back into her meal. She chomped down the fettuccine alfredo with renewed vigor, swallowing it in huge gulps. Down in her belly, the lamia yelped every time a mass of warm, chewed-up pasta splattered in on top of her. She sobbed as she rubbed herself up against the gurgling stomach walls, hoping that her digestion would at least be quick...
