<span style="font-weight: bold">Katina</span><br/><br/>Katina's towed along by her death-grip on Cyra's hand, as the kari scurries from the predatory building - but, even beyond its walls, the catgirl doesn't let go, either unwilling to part from her saviour, or somehow unable to flee the dangerous multilegged predator...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Marija</span><br/><br/>"Katina!" Marija shrieks, as the catgirl begins her assault against the domestic appliance. "Come away!" She continues. "Stay with me," Marija half-begs, her fingers clutching one of the catgirl's tails tightly. "I'm scared. I wanna leave. Come with me?"<br/><br/>"Come with<span style="font-style: italic">us</span>," Vesele amends, her hands massaging lightly across another of Aiyaka's tails, gently kneading and rubbing the agitated, swishing appendage.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Demoness</span><br/><br/>Whether from the gyrations of the leap, or simple inclination, the demoness writhes and struggles inside Resha's tum, clearly seeking to escape the belly of the tigergrrl, and succeeds in squirming her way up, forcing first her fingertips, then her hand, and her strong slim arm up through the tight sphincter leading into Resha's oesphagus... granting Resha the most incredible internal massage... till the mighty strength of the tigergrrl's throat forces it back down into her gut, to be squeezed and kneaded by powerful muscles, drenched in the strongest of stomach acids... already the demoness's flesh is beyond itching, wounds opening in it that allow potent acids access to the flesh within, exposing the most sensitive of nerves, and causing the beginnings of an agonising pleasure...