<span style="font-weight: bold">Marija</span><br/><br/>The warmth of Cyra’s stomach rouses the mousegirl, as the kari’s potent paralytic honey begins to wear off. It’s not too frightening, strangely, being inside something’s stomach. She knows the kari’s already had a good meal, and is likely more interested in sex than food… although, from the sounds emanating from beyond the kari’s lips, it doesn’t seem like Cyra will lack for that even if she digests Marija down into a little puddle of nutrients.<br/><br/>Oh well. Mousegirls always end up in something’s stomach. Slowly, Marija begins to massage and rub the insides of Cyra’s tum, gently kneading and working the remains of Cyra’s last stomach-cleaner down towards the tight knot at the base of Cyra’s stomach, an action that’s not unpleasant, not unpleasant at all, for the kari...