digestion ect<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;">Feeling the body of the shadowy woman, coming undone within his gut, softening,  mashing, twisting, and contorting into a soup like mess. The bard sighs happily, rubbing the much smaller, much softer bulge within his belly, as he can feel her remains trickling into, and winding through his intestines. "Now for me to become like her.." he murmurs happily, eager to be transformed into a nutrient rich, shapeless mush. Despite his desires however, despite the increasing damage upon his flesh as more and more bits seem to melt away, he did not seem to be digesting nearly as much as he had anticipated. In fact it felt as if something more than mere digestive fluids where seeping into his body. His mind beginning to wander, beginning to  wonder just what was occurring. Fear gripping his heart that he may be denied again, having been brought so very close....</div></div></div>