"Yesss, Sssomeone sssmalll like that would be sssimpler to practissse" Hisses Cerise more confidently.
"Yeah, working your way up to a tasty thing like Delilah would be sensible!" Grins Tris.
"Nah." Says the pink girl "Just eat whoever you fancy. If you want it enough, they'll go down just fine. You should try eating her and see."
"Sounds like a fun evening" Smirks Kalysta. "Let's see how far she gets." She pushes you toward the naga and you stumble into the couch next to her, sitting on the armrest to stabilise yourself.
Suddenly, you feel yourself fall backwards. The pink haired girl grabbed your ankle and pulled it up, knocking you off your perch and tumbling your upper half onto the couch. "Here you go." She says, proffering your foot to the startled naga.
"I'm not sssure I ssshould..."
"Sure you can! Open up!"
"I guessss I can ssstart-" She ponders, but is cut off when your foot is shoved into her open mouth. The girl pushes Cerise's head forward over it, your toes sinking into her slick throat that swallows around it instinctually, but not strongly enough to pull you in any further. Her throat vibrates was the tries to voice a protest, but then she starts again as your other foot is stuffed between her lips and her head is encouraged to slide further forward up your ankles by the other girl's insistent pushing.
"See, you're already making progress!" She smirks at the naga "Now you just keep swallowing until she's gone!"
You wriggle your toes, hoping to make the naga uncomfortable and eject them, but instead Cerise flinches and swallows, her throat managing to grip this time resulting in your feet sinking an inch deeper down the younger girl's gullet.
"Oooh, that's the spirit!" the pink haired girl says cheerily, patting the naga's head. The she turns to look down at you, still sprawled over the side of the couch and struggling to manoeuvre. "Having a little trouble there?" She teases as you try to sit up, but get little support from pushing at the soft cushions. "Well, don't worry, you'll be inside Cerise soon! Then you can hang out with us all you want until she digests you!"
Her words are punctuated by another swallow from the naga, her lips snaking over your knees as her tongue flicks over your exposed skin. You can see her face poking over the arm of the couch now, her eyes wide with shock at her continued progress in devouring you.
