Brady moaned quietly, her own sounds of pleasure mingling with those of her prey as she nibbled and sucked softly on the lovely rump filling her cheeks. It had been ages since she had tasted outsider, and she had almost forgotten how intoxicating the flesh of the lower planes could be. Laebras's flavor was quite literally out of this world: musky, rich, sweet, and savory, as well as a dozen subtler notions Brady doubted she could put into words. Not that she could put<span style="font-style: italic">ianything</span>into words right now, with that delicious tiefling derriere stretching her mouth.<br/><br/>Swallowing again, Brady dragged another inch of Laebras across her writhing tongue, savoring the added twist that her companion's sexual juices added to an already exhilarating bouquet. The dextrous muscle continued to work its magic on that dripping snatch, alternating long, greedy licks with short swirls to gather as much of the tangy sex juice as she could. Every now and again, her tongue would delve deeper, stiffening and thrusting into the moist folds of the tiefling's pussy like a miniature phallus. The soft gasps and cries spilling from Laebras told her that her work was appreciated, and she answered with a contented purr of her own, resting her lightly vibrating tonguetip on the tiefling's clit.<br/><br/>But, as tasty as the tiefling's nectar was, Brady knew she couldn't linger there forever. Her cheeks were beginning to ache from their prolonged stretching, and it wouldn't be long before they lost their grip on the tiefling treat - at that point, she'd either have to swallow or give up her meal. Burying her tongue in Laebras one last time, she gave the tiefling's interior a long, parting lick, then slowly retracted her tongue from the wet folds and prepared for the swallow that would begin the journey down her throat...<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Laebras wrote:</cite>"If you digest-"</div></blockquote><br/>Brady paused, a quizzical noise emanating from her stretched lips as she regarded Laebras from between the shapely legs dangling in front of her eyes. Digest? She hadn't actually considered it one way or another - up to that point, she'd been content to enjoy the flavor and sensation of a willing meal as it slowly wriggled its way down her throat. What would happen when that meal reached her stomach was a concern for a later time - but as later rapidly became<span style="font-style: italic">now</span>, she found herself vacillating on the idea. On the one hand, she'd only promised Laebras a tonguing; swallowing, let alone digestion, would be disingenuous of her to say the least. And she did enjoy what little she'd had of the tiefling's company. It would be a shame to lose her newest companion for the sake of a good meal. On the other hand... Laebras was absolutely<span style="font-style: italic">delicious</span>. A seasoned predator herself, she'd no doubt have a nutrion or two that would serve the chameleon well - and she seemed entirely willing to go through with the process, if only Brady had the nerve to finish the deed...<br/><br/>It was with that dilemma in mind that Brady heard the heavy footfalls of Sunete's return echo down the outer corridor, moments before the tall cowgirl materialized in the doorway to witness the guilty pair in mid-phagus. Brady froze, her mouth and throat stuffed with tiefling meat, and cast a panicked glance in Sunete's direction, looking for all the world like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "Thunete! Uhm... ah kin exfwain..."<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Translation: "Sunete! Uhm... I can explain..."</div></div></div><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sunete wrote:</cite>"Hey Brady... I'll give you five gold if you send that rump to your tummy!"</div></blockquote><br/>"?!?" Brady squeaked wordlessly, unable to form a coherent answer to Sunete even if her mouth had been free to speak. She'd expected the cowgirl to be surprised, maybe even a little annoyed at her impromptu swallowing of their new recruit. Instead, here she was encouraging - nay,<span style="font-style: italic">bribing</span>her to finish the job. Brady looked uncertainly back at Laebras, expecting her to protest the cowgirl's apparent betrayal. Instead, the tiefling simply gave her cheek an encouraging pat, followed by a playful nose pinch that forced her to gulp her next breath - and with it, another few inches of her meal.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">She's getting off on it,</span>Brady realized.<span style="font-style: italic">The shaming, the betrayal... it's all part of a prey game she's playing in her head.</span>The lizardgirl's stretched cheeks blushed brightly as she considered the full implications of that game, and her own role in it. It was her move now, her decision whether the tiefling would be allowed one last bid for survival before she was swallowed up completely. Would she give her companion that fighting chance, or gulp her down and end the game right here and now? Brady weighed the options for a moment as her mouth ached needily around Laebras's bulk. Finally, she nodded.<br/><br/>"Foh weal," she said.<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">There's no way that Brady can beat Laebras's roll without spending an action point, so I'm not even going to bother with EvilDM here  <img alt=":P" src="./images/smilies/icon_razz.gif" title="Razz"/>  I'm also assuming that Laebras chooses to extricate herself instead of just fighting ingestion.</div></div></div><br/>Almost immediately, Brady felt the mass in her throat shift as Laebras found her footing in the stomach below and began pushing in earnest. The tiefling was stronger than she'd expected - despite her best efforts, she felt the supple mass of Laebras's body slowly rising up and out of her gullet, propelled by those powerful and sexy legs. Laebras wasn't fighting, she was simply<span style="font-style: italic">standing</span>her way out of Brady's belly! Tightening her throat muscles, Brady gulped down<span style="font-style: italic">hard</span>, struggling to keep down the meal that until moments before had been sliding down without the barest hint of difficulty. Despite her best efforts, Laebras continued to rise; freeing breasts, then knees, then thighs and calves from her fleshy prison. In less than a minute, only the tiefling's hips remained ensconced in Brady's mouth - and then they too slid free, exiting the lizardgirl's jaws with a soft<span style="font-style: italic">pop</span>. Defeated, Brady flopped back, gasping for breath and grinning from ear to ear.<br/><br/>"Honey," she managed between pants. "That... was<span style="font-style: italic">amazing</span>. We've got to do that again sometime." Dragging herself back up to her knees, she flashed the rest of her group with the same foolish grin, not caring that they'd just witnessed her being utterly defeated by a willing prey. "I'll be ready to go in a minute," she added. "Just... let me catch my breath, okay? Wow..."