<blockquote><div><cite>Kruft wrote:</cite>Chris watched Ptricia and the audience's reaction in equal measure. Despite some horrified faces and some frowns the reaction was mainly positive, people whispering in other's ears and giggling or simply nudging each other with a grin. As her skirt rode up Chris himself broke down into a very mature fit of giggles, to the sound of whoops and laughter from the audience.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Ptrica just rolled her eyes, gulped again, and the panties and what they contained slid across her tongue and down to show as a bulge in her throat. The squirrel was inside her up to just above the belly button, which was hidden under the t-shirt. The magnificent tail was squashed up against the squirrel's back as the root was now inside the sphinx's mouth. It was tickling Ptricia's nose.<br/><br/>The sphinx reached further up and caught the squirrel's shoulders. Downward pressure, combined with more gulps, brought the undersides of Tamara's breasts hard up against Ptricia's lower jaw, pushing them up and forward like an underlift bra. Her hips were no longer a shape in the sphinx's thoat, instead contibuting to the growing bulge in her belly.