<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Grapple vs Millan (1d20 + 15): 17 + 15 = 32, Millan is still ingested</div></div></div><br/>The vibrations of Millans struggles only furthered Sheva's pleasure in devouring him. The increased struggles causing his flavor to be spread more thickly across her tongue as his body shifted back and forth wildly. Even with her throat filled to the brim with delicious prey a noticably loud purr of pleasure emanated from within those silkened moist walls as Millan slowly slid more and more into her body.<br/><br/>With less and less of Millan outside of her body she releases one of her hands hold upon his legs, running it down to her belly she began to pet her slowly swelling stomach. Without a hint of hesitation her stomach walls began knead and press against the entirety of his head, dowsing it thickly in her potent acids which surprisingly began to already sting as more and more of him emptied out into her belly. Every little swallow causing her belly to budge outward another half an inch.<br/><br/>With another deep swallow Sheva could feel Millans waist join the rest of his upper body in squirming down her throat. The seemingly impossibly wide budge appearing in her throat before it too quickly disappeared behing her breast and emptied out into her belly, leaving nothing more then his squirming feet dangling outside of her mouth. Tightening her lips around his upper legs she began to suck and slurp powerfully, treating his legs as if they were nothing more then noodles. Inch by inch those furry legs disappeared between her lips until....<br/><blockquote><div><cite>Altrayie wrote:</cite>"M...Millan?! MILLAN!" And foot grabbings.</div></blockquote><br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Vore check vs Millan (1d20 + 13): 18 + 13 = 31, Millan must succeed in a 31 vore DC or enter Sheva's belly completely.<br/>Sheva's belly escape DC is 28.</div></div></div><br/><br/>Even with Altrayie's effort to pull Millan out of her throat Sheva effortlessly continues to devour the poor hyena boy. Just as the last of Millans feet began to enter her mouth she reaches up and grasps the arm Altrayie had tried to assist him with. Squeezing surprisingly powerfully a few cracks and snaps emanate as she forcefully removes the elfs hand from his leg, her tongue curling behind his feet, tickling them for a brief second before she shuts her mouth with a loud crack and swallows one last time. The last budge Millan would ever make appearing in her neckfur and disappearing into her body, her stomach swelling quite large as Millan is quickly sealed inside.<br/><br/>"Mmm, so delicious" Running her tongue along her lips Sheva shivers, finally a meal after so long. "It's amazing just how filling one person can be after three days of nothing to eat" Grinning she reaches out with her free hand, clamping tightly around Altrayie's neck and closing her palm crushingly around it. "But even then one is not enough...I need more, I need one for each day I went without a meal..."<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Grapple vs Altrayie (1d20 + 15): 15 + 15 = 30, Altrayie must make a grapple DC 30 or become grappled.<br/><br/>If Altrayie succeeds ignore what's posted below!</div></div></div><br/><br/>With her hand firmly tightened around Altrayie's neck Sheva lifts the poor elf girl slowly off of the floor, cutting off her air supply and once again flickering that small little pink tongue of hers across her lips. "I know you'll squirm more wildly then he did...." Opening her mouth widely she gives the elf a preview of her mouth as she begins to lower her towards it.