<span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Lilium&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>Lilium's eyes meet the tiefling's. While Lilium's eyes bore the wild, predatory look of an incredibly efficient predator...the tieflings eyes were wide with utter terror. She was helpless! The poor girl's eyes flick quick back and forth between Lilium, Spike, and Mirana - with Undol hidden somewhere on her body. They could kill her at a moment's notice. Oh god - this had went so incredibly wrong. Maybe...maybe they would take some small amount of pity on her? Take her prisoner instead of killing her?<br/><br/>Her hopes for that far happier ending (for her, at least) were dashed when Lilium licks her lips, and utters the phrase that made her blood run cold "It's a shame you had to pick on Mirana and Undol here, Both are under my protection."<br/><br/>Though her body would not respond, the tiefling's mind raced. This...Kitsune? What was she going to do? She gets her answer when Lilium step forwards, places her hands on the tiefling's waist...and opens her jaws right in front of her eyes. A look of sheer, primal terror crosses the girl's face as she looks into what could possibly be her doom. The slender, beautiful muzzle of a canine. The dazzling, glittering white teeth that had seen the passage of so many prey before her. The slender, slick little tongue that would cover her body in saliva, working it against her flesh as it eagerly tasted of her body...and aided in the process of sending her down towards her final destination, this Kitsune's stomach. Beyond that tongue...the inky blackness of a throat that had absolutely no qualms about sending her down to a fate that might very well end her life.<br/><br/>"N..no...please....don't...I'll-mmphhr!" What little protests were forthcoming from the tiefling are quickly muffled as Lilium's jaws slid forwards, and fully encompassed the tiefling's head. The taste of the tiefling's tender flesh was incredible. Delicious, rich, and incredibly pleasant on the tongue. Just that simple taste upon her tongue made Lilium's saliva glands start to flow, her slender tongue utterly saturated with a mixture of saliva and the incredible taste of the tiefling.<br/><br/>The tiefling summons every little bit of willpower she had, jerking her head to the side in Lilium's muzzle, and taking a deep breath, ragged with fear "W..wait! I..i'll...no! Please! I've...money. You can.." Her heart leapt into her throat when Lilium's hands snap the coinpurse straight off her belt, ridding her of her only bargaining tool. The slap at her wrist causes her weapon to drop uselessly to the floor - not that she'd get much opportunity to use it where she was going, anyway.<br/><br/>"Please...let me go..." She cries in a vain attempt to save her own life. Maybe...this fox was incapable of larger prey? Perhaps she might simply not have the ability? Yet, she knew she was grasping at straws. When her head finally began to press into the tight, moist contraints of Lilium's rippling esophagus, she knew it was all over. Even so, she begins to struggle weakly, placing her hands on Lilium's shoulders in an attempt to pull herself free. However, her arms didn't want to fuction correctly, the synapses that spread from the tiefling's brain to the rest of her body muted by the Kitsune's powerful magic. Despite her struggles, she felt that tongue sliding across her face, across her chin...then over her neck, as Lilium forced the girl into her throat.<br/><br/>The tiefling's sensative ears then pick up something that makes her heart nearly stop in her chest - the faint, excited gurgle of an empty stomach. A stomach that would caress her body, squeeze so smoothly along her flesh as it worked it's acids against her unprotected flesh...and then, it would digest her. Often, the thought excited her. She loved watching others enjoy their prey. The squirms. The look of pleasure on the predator's face. The cries and pleads for life that came from within their full belly. Never once, when she'd watched, did she know she'd be in the same situation herself one day. Helpless in the arms - and soon, stomach - of a very efficient predator.<br/><br/>A soft gasp escapes the tiefling's mouth when Lilium's tongue explores over the top of her bust, the delicious flavor of her tender, easily-digestable flesh assaulting the predator's senses. Her tender little body tasted delicious - beyond what would normally be expected from even such a soft, tasty meal.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">*Lub-dub, lub-dub, lub-dub*.</span><br/><br/>The steady beat of the ravenous predator's heart and the gentle, hungry growling of the stomach that was so eagerly waiting for are the only sounds to keep her company in the moist, tight environment - save for the occasional moan of satisfaction offered by her predator. She gasps again as her arms are forced back against her sides by Lilium's jaws, and those very same jaws begin to work their way fully over her breasts, and upwards along her body to her trim little stomach. Lilium is more then able to feel the rapid, terrified beat of the tiefling's heart on her tongue as she passes and is pressed more firmly into Lilium's throat, which eagerly ripples and contracts, further pushing her tiefling-meal downwards towards her hungry, empty belly.<br/><br/>The tiefling begins to struggle harder, jerking her body back and forth in a desperate attempt to latch on to any part of the predator, get a tooth hung in her clothing - anything. Yet, her struggles are for naught - the powerful magic that suffuses her body, preventing her from moving any part of her efficiently enough to mount a counterattack does exactly what it was meant to do - allow Lilium to enjoy her meal. The tiefling's heart hammers in her chest as she feels the tight ring of muscle at the end of Lilium's throat press against her face. For a brief second, her face is pressed tightly against that firm muscle. Then, one more rippling swallow causes the cardiac sphincter to slip open around the tiefling's head...and admit her into the Kitsune's stomach. The smell of acid assaults her senses - oh gods! She was going to be digested!<br/><br/>The simple realisation that her life was going to mean little more than food to a predator sent her to squirming and kicking again with newfound vigor. Yet, the magic had done it's work. The tiefling's legs kick momentarily, her long, lithe tail thrashing wildly as she fought for her very life...yet, to no avail. She could feel the warmth and wetness of Lilium's muzzle as it worked upwards over her rear, that slender little tongue as it coated her body with more and more saliva, only serving to make her escape all the more difficult - and her decent, all the quicker. A brief feeling of vertigo assaults the Tiefling's senses as her body is lifted straight up into the air over Lilium's hungry maw, and her body - with the aid of gravity - begins to sink quickly down the soon-to-be-sated predator's throat. A little squeak escapes Lilium's stomach when she presses her tongue between the tiefling's thighs, but the girl - depsite being slightly turned on by the sitation - was far, far more concerned with living, rather than any amount of pleasure she might recieve from the little love-tap of her predator's tongue. Had it not been for the inevitable digestion that would follow being swallowed, perhaps she could enjoy it a bit more fully.<br/><br/>The tiefling is pressed face-first down into the bottom of Lilium's stomach, the soft, slimy texture of her stomach walls instantly starting to roll over her face, eager to work the efficient digestive acids of her predator against the  vulnerable flesh of the tiefling that had been forced into it. When Lilium's jaws slurp upwards along her legs, pulling her in like little more than a noodle, she screams loudly inside of her stomach "NOOOoooo!!! PLEASE!" But it was all over. The last that remained visible to the outside world was the end of her spasming tail, which Lilium slurps up like a string of spaghetti. The soft snap of jaws, the final, loud swallow...and the tiefling was little more than a meal.<br/><br/>Peristalis forces the tiefling's body into Lilium's belly, the powerful muscles of her stomach forcing the poor girl to curl up. Normally, she'd have been fighting for her very life - yet now, her muscles won't function, she could barely move...and as such, the stomach is free to do exactly what it wants to with her. It folds her up neartly, her breasts pressing tightly against the bottom of Lilium's belly, her face against one side of stomach, and her legs half-curled over her back, her knees pressed against the other side. She moans softly in fear, her useless fingernails scrabbling wildly over the inside of the predator's body. She even begins to try and for a hand back up into Lilium's throat - but it was no use. Her muscles simply would not respond well enough. For now, at least...she was food. A tiny tingle spreads throughout Lilium's body as her stomach gets to work digesting her unfortunate prey.<br/><br/>Lilium's moan of ecstasy causes the tiefling to bare her teeth - she'd ENJOYED it! She actually enjoyed eating her! She was NOT food! The slimy feeling of Lilium's throat upon the tiefling's legs finally gives way to the feeling of her stomach...and, with one final little spasm, the Tiefling's tail is pushed into Lilium's belly along with the rest of her meal. She begins to struggle valiantly, but to no avail "P....PLEASE! Don't do this! I'll...i'll....give...give you anything! A..ah!" She yelps in pain as her flesh begins to tingle - acid!<br/><br/>(Auto-digest damage 1d8(2) + 3 = 5)