"Oh? She was tasty was she? I've never had a naga before.....though after watching you I kinda want one." she admits, smiling happily up at the Oni, and then back over her shoulder toward her sister and Meera. "I bet it felt good feeling her wriggle all the way down, like a living noodle! All slurp-able and tasty!" she giggles with glee. Sky, blue eyes alighting as she traces the naga's journey with her hands, from the woman's lips, down the length of her neck, only to settle in on the tightly compacted bulge in her tum. Pressing in with a palm the fairy can't help but be amazed at not only the toned hardness of the tummy's exterior, but also the strength on display within. For as big a meal as Sasara was, she 'd been handily squeezed and compacted into a tight little ball. "I agree, it was nice of her to offer herself up as a meal....to satisfy your hunger like that....." she pauses a moment, eyes fixated on the shifting form within her belly, before declaring "She looks good in you."<br/><br/>When the subject switches to tummy rubs, Alura cannot help but flutter her wings with excitement. The fae nodding up at Disa, who subsequently had bent down to get even closer to the winged woman. "Oh yes, my tummy rubs are quite good, the stuff of legends really!" she declares, pausing to giggle at Johan's comment "and I do mean to rub on the outside of course."  Alura quite happy to see Sasara had so easily given up on having her becoming a meal alongside her. Not that the fae would not have enjoyed sharing the woman's tummy with her, in fact the very thought sent a shiver down her spine, a shiver she was not at all proud of. Despite this, she'd managed to keep herself off the menu, and just as the naga had lived up to her end of the bargain, on becoming oni-chow, Alura intended to make good on her tummy rubs!<br/><br/>It is then as the others crowd around and try to converse with the oni, that Alura sets to work administering her legendary rub. "Don't worry Sasara, I'll make you feel good." She whispers, leaning in close to press her lips against the surface of Disa's tum, having heard the naga's plea from inside while she was conversing with the oni. Splaying her fingers, she presses her palms firmly on the bulge in Disa's middle, starting from the center and working her way outward she kneads the bunched up ball of naga, working and giving life and form to the muscles as though they where clay in her hands...hard, powerful clay, but clay nonetheless. Alura's touch truly was magical, both literally and figuratively, as not only where her hands soft, supple, warm and oh so very dexterous, but they also teamed with the essence of magic. "Oooohh Disa, your tummy...it feels soo good under my hands!" she praises the oni, as indeed she was feeling herself flush at the feeling of powerful muscles beneath her grip, of the stomach at work, separated from her by only a layer of flesh, as it actively works on digesting her friend.<br/><br/>Her fingertips reach the very edge of her belly, only to flex and squeeze inward, rolling back down towards the middle, in a cascade of rubbing warmth. Her palms tingling with energy as they come together on the oni's middle, swirling and kneading in tight little circles, working the stomach muscles, the acid soaked folds readily against the squirming meal within. Alura's hands seek out those parts of Sasara that protrude the most, rubbing against them, working the stomach back against her in turn. She cooing as her ears fill with the sounds of gurgles and digestion, mind flashing back to her time spent in Yumina...to the way those stomach walls felt, the acid against her skin, the uncertainty, the pleasure. Leaning ever forward, Alura presses her lips to the bulge of the oni's stomach. Peppering the writhing surface with a myriad of tiny kisses, soft and subtle warmth, to complement the firm presses of palm and finger. Even more does she lean as she reaches the very top of her tummy once more. Pressing her head in beneath the oni's breasts, her own luscious orbs, dragging their leaf covered warmth against the bulge in her middle. "How does it feel...Disa?" she questions, turning her gaze upwards, to plant a few tiny pecks upon the larger woman's breasts.<br/><br/>As she leans forward, fluttering her wings to better access the higher points of the oni's tum. Alura's skirt would hike up, revealing the tantalizing sight of the lower half of her shapely rear. A fire burning between her thighs would emit the sweetest hints of arousal, calling out to all those near, as a flower draws a bee to nectar; while all the while she diligently works to administer her tummy rubs. "You know...since my friend was so kind as to offer herself as a meal....I wonder if i couldn't get one of those magicy stones you where eating?" Alura poses the question while she has the larger woman under her thumb so to speak. Her fingers digging deep into every nook and cranny that presents itself on her stomachs surface, making love to the outline of her muscles, to the curvature of her stomach. Complementing her digestive process precisely, just as if it where any well oiled machine. She'd always been good with her hands, be it in mixing and making alchemical potions and components, the assembly and tinkering of firearms, to the precise motions of magic, to her, adapting her techniques and offering a tummy massage was as natural as breathing air.<br/><br/>Being possessed of such tummy rubbing talent, Alura has little trouble in adapting her technique to please the one on the receiving end of Disa's stomach's ministrations. Her dainty digets working in against the muscles surface, digging deep to take on forms within the stomach lining. Sasara able to feel the shape of her hands, rigid warmth amidst the churning sea of stomach lining. The fairy's touch gliding over her sinuous body, over the scope and shape of her tail. Working their way onto her human half, to squeeze and press to her breasts. Alura's hands pinching in at just the right time to shift her clothing from her body, to pinch a nipple between the tender caress of stomach lining. The fae does not stop there however, for as she continues her all encompassing rub, she keeps track of the naga's body within, of her positioning in accordance to her hands. Slipping her fingers to her lowermost area, caressing and probing folds of stomach lining beneath her attire, to press and caress at the naga's nethers with slick, silky digits. The stomach becoming almost an extension of Alura's body as she uses it to please the naga inside, all the while aiding Disa in her digestive process, filling her belly with all manner of pleasure, and loving attention.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Alura </span>a dex check for funsies on the tummy rubs :3<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/321777">Oni tum rubs!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+5</span><span style="font-weight: bold">23</span>Alura = best tummy rubs<img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/>