She looked from one to the other in growing fear though she had to admit she found all of the beautiful in their own way, especially the Mistress of the Hunt, though she wasn't fooled to think she would be anything but prey to the antlered woman.  She shivered under the gaze of the pit mistress and the jailors, but the zookeeper churned up new feeling of dread and frieght from within her.  She looked at her and felt like she spine had disolved.  All she wanted to do was collapse and weep for mercy before the terrible beautiful demon.<br/><br/>The she spoke.  "Stand for us..." she shivered and felt compelled to obey despite the fear of standing caused her.  Slowly she put her still slightly unsteady feet on the swiveling tabletop.  She managed to balance onto one heeled boot then the other and slllllooooooowwwly she rose to stand before the, snailtrails of her own juices as well as Kerelith's cum ran in rivellettes down her legs as gavity pulled it out from her depths to join the dinner plate sized puddle that had already formed under her ass.<br/><br/>Trembling she kept her eyes away from the and looked down at the puddle of shame at her feet... which she desperately wanted to fall upon and slurp up.  Her belly and breast still swollen into diproportion making her look pregnant from her excessive feeding the past few days which Kerelith had finally caught her at.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>