<span style="font-weight: bold">Cyra</span><br/><br/>With a tasteful (and tasty) slice of midriff, breast and flower revealed by her half-shredded cocoon, the girl is just as wriggly as can be in her spiderweb bondage. Not that it stops Cyra from feeding her straight into her gaping lower mouth… only that she provides the soft, smooth flavour of bare skill on the kari’s lips and tongue.<br/><br/>With an embarrassed look at Aiyaka and the catgirl she’s coddling, Cyra turns to obscure the neko’s view of her girlfriend’s devourment.<br/><br/>Within Cyra’s torso, the girl’s cocoon is swiftly dissolving… exposing soft, nude flesh to the drippy mess of Cyra’s stomach, still sloshy with the mushy leftovers of the kari's last meal, clinging in the corners of her stomach too awkward to easily flush down into her intestines.<br/><br/>“Ahh! Help!” The girl screams, already beginning to writhe and struggle. “Let me out this instant! Anita!<span style="font-style: italic">Get</span>me out this instant! It’s<span style="font-style: italic">disgusting</span>in here!”<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Stomach escape attempt - 5… but Cyra has defence 3, so… Cyra stomach HP 5/5… poor girl)</span>