<span style="font-weight: bold">Captive Soldier</span><br/><br/>There's little enough strength in the woman, but she tries to fight anyway... doing little more than wriggling in Valeani's grip... maybe even speeding her passage down Linda's eagerly undulating throat... her knees somehow finding the weak strength to kick as her feet are eagerly slurped up... nothing but food, deliciously tasty food...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Odette</span><br/><br/>“Shut up!” Odette snaps at Xarces, her stomach gurgling and grinding. “Food doesn't get to negotiate!” She snaps... then shivers, as she realises what she's just said, and has to hope Ryla didn't hear her...<br/><br/>Digestion vs. Xarces, Acid 2, Bludgeoning 5<br/><br/>“I'll let him out,” Odette agrees. “I'll let him out, then you hork both of us up. My family's rich, you know. My father will pay a fine price for my safe rescue,” she pauses, squirming, sweetening the pot. “you can keep my fineries as guarantor – and I'll tell you everything I know about Dura's plans.”<br/><br/>Within her stomach, things being to bubble and boil, as muscles slowly grip Xarces, beginning to push him upwards, even as Odette's open throat allow the louder burbling of Ryla's tum to be heard, the kitsune's acids sloshing down Odette's throat to spatter Xarces's body...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Mansion</span><br/><br/>The fires seem to be spreading... you can hear the crackle, feel the heat of the flames, fanned by the ocean breezes blowing up and over the cliff. So far, they seem to be pushing the flames inland, away from the library, but that could change in an instant...