Juliette closed her lips around Karias feet as she pleaded, the warm slipper lips clamping aroundher feet. She spoke upwards, warm air wafting up against the girl as she spoke, her lips smacking wetly around her feet and calves, “I have to stick you somewhere for safety.” She said, a smile forming on her lips as they were closed around Karia’s thighs, her tongue playing with her feet, “And there a worse places I could stick you.” She said, suppressing a giggle but a rumble travelling into her mouth causing the girls body to shake. She let go of karia as she sucked hard forcing the little Kaira to slide through her lip, Juliettes tongue resting behind her legs as she slid onto it, the tongue cupping her calves, thighs, her ass then back. Juliette didn’t seem to mind the taste of sex that was on Karia, now that she was the one in control as her tongue forced karia up against the hard palate of her mouth, the tip curling over the top of her head and forcing her back, sliding towards the throat.<br/><br/>Soon, the uvula at the back, very soft and very slimy, slid in between her legs, coating her fortn in drool as she was pressed up into it, as it slid over her nethers, then her stomach and inbetween he breast, sliding slickly over her face before the tongue forced her into the throat, the peristaltic muscles constricting around her and massaging her as they sticky muscles pulled her down towards the stomach.<br/><br/>Juliette smacked her lips and let her figners trail down her throat as she let her head fall abck and she closed her eyes with a dreamy grin. She then looked down at Karia’s clothes and put them on, a little shudder going through her as she forgot that karia’s panties were soaked. She kept them on however as she walked out, hoping to find some proper sized clothes so she should become normal sized. She went over the the table that Natasha was at and with a stern voice forming said, “Hello. Sorry I am late. There were…complications.” She assumed Natasha had worked something out, but was not quite willing to just outlay the situation unless questioned. Meanwhile, her throat muscles had nearly squozen Karia thorugh the tight entrance to her stomach. The stomach was warm, the air stale. There was a thick, waist high slush of thick goo with bits of undigested glop floating about invisibly. The smell was stinging to the noise and the taste of the air bitter, the taste of the goo even worse.